Xiao Cong turned his head and looked listlessly at the old flame-loving beast squatting on the cross-legged chair and stretching his neck at this time, his eyes were bright, and his face was wonderful and solemn.

"What do you mean by that, senior?" Xiao Cong raised his eyebrows and said.

"Looking at today's Xuanzhen, young leaders, young talents, if you talk about the understanding of the Tao, I am afraid that there is no one who can be the fourth son of Xiao. ”

Xiao Cong saw that he was not sarcastic or pretentious, and wanted to say something polite but didn't know what to say for a while, so he just sighed slightly and said:

"My grasp of the Dao traces is not enough, thousands of things and spells are derived from the Dao, if I have a good enough grasp of the Dao traces, even if I don't need the secret method of the formation puppet, I can practice the formation puppet. “

There was no loss in Xiao Cong's eyes, there was only a calm from rational cognition, it seemed that at this moment, he was a primordial Taoist, with a human form, but with a Taoist spirit.

The old flame-loving beast's pupils shrank, and he gently pursed his nose, and sat up straighter.

"If, as you say, all things come from the Word, what is that Word?"

Xiao Cong replied frankly:

"The Tao is the rule, the Tao is the order, the Tao is a common law in the development of all things, and it is this common law that the cultivator learns and understands the Tao. ”

"The ancients said that the world is divided into three paths, the way of heaven, the way of the earth, and the way of humanity, and the Buddhists say that the world is divided into six paths, the way of heaven, humanity, the path of asura, the way of animals, the way of hungry ghosts, and the way of hell, how can this be explained?"

"Different words, the same thoughts, different paths to the same end. ”

"Be more detailed. ”

"Whether it is the three paths of the ancients or the six paths of Buddhism, they are all talking about a kind of rule, the existence of the visible, the dissociation of the invisible, the bounded Tao, the covenant of the boundary, the appointment of the name, the crown of the name, just the definition of the spirit. ”

The old flame-loving beast's fiery red eyes flickered from time to time, and although his face was calm, it still did not escape Xiao Cong's eyes.

"Senior, I see in your eyes that you are doing complex thinking, and the younger generation thinks that this is also the Tao. ”

The eyes of the old flame-loving beast returned to calm in an instant, and he was once again as calm as before, and he said to Xiao Cong in an unusually calm tone:

"Have you thought about how to make a formation puppet from the perspective of Dao?"

Xiao Cong was stunned,

"Please also ask the seniors to give more advice, and the younger generations will listen attentively. ”

As he spoke, Xiao Cong clasped his hands together and knelt down with a "plop".

"The array puppet of things, existence is reasonable, reason is the Tao, the formation of puppets and the like, get it and the Tao, and think about it. ”

Xiao Cong raised his head, and the old flame-loving beast only said a few words, and he couldn't help but feel anxious, so he hurriedly saluted again, and said suddenly:

"Seniors, can you say a few more words and give guidance to the juniors!"

Unexpectedly, the old flame-loving beast just shook its head, showing an unfathomable attitude,

"Don't be too thorough, get to the point. ”

For this kind of secretive person, Xiao Cong knew that no matter how hard he begged, it would not be useful, and now he had no choice but to rely on a few hints from the old flame-loving beast to make a deduction.

Xiao Cong took out a jade bottle, uncorked the bottle, raised his head and said that all the pills in it were poured down, and then he burped, and in an instant, the fragrance of the pill overflowed, the nose of the old flame-loving beast moved slightly, and his neck seemed to be a little disobedient to Xiao Cong's side, and the "color" in his eyes was intriguing.

Of course, Xiao Cong didn't notice the abnormality of the old flame-loving beast, at this time he was meditating with his hands on his forehead, although he was facing out of the window, but the hustle and bustle of the street didn't seem to be noisy at all, but he saw his lips constantly squirming slightly, and when he listened carefully, he heard his soft whisper, "Array of Things...... Puppets and the like,... "It was the old flame-loving beast that told him ...... words.

It's just that he pushed it for a long time, and he couldn't come out with a reason, he felt helpless, not that the old flame-loving beast's guidance was useless, but because he was still inexperienced, and he had not yet entered the world, and he really couldn't understand the sentence "The formation puppet is in harmony with the Tao", he made up his mind, gritted his teeth and said:

"It seems that we can only go according to the original plan. ”

I don't know why, the pill I took before is now starting to take effect, and this abundance of spiritual power actually makes Xiao Cong feel that he can't resist it, almost majestic aura is rampage in his body, Xiao Cong feels that he has endless strength all of a sudden, but this abundant energy swells Xiao Cong into a cold sweat, and his blood surges, until the divine disk, he now has an urge to fight.

Sitting cross-legged, trying to calm down the chaotic aura in his body, he stood up, his eyes returning to the same calm as ever, like a hot summer sea, at least on the surface, it seemed to be calm.

The old flame-loving beast lying on the table raised its head again at this time to look at Xiao Cong, like an old dog who heard the slightest movement during the vigil and began to be vigilant, he chose not to act immediately, but to wait and see.

Xiao Cong burned a bundle of spiritual wood into ashes with a Dan furnace, and then used his own blood to stir the ashes into a paste, and then burned a human-shaped mold with yellow clay, poured the plaster into the yellow clay mold, and then sintered the clay mold into shape with fire, took it out, and then squeezed out the juice of the fresh spiritual wood and dripped it in several places such as the eyebrows and the sea of qi of the clay mold, just like that, Xiao Cong sat cross-legged and did not move.

However, the old flame-loving beast shook its head and lay down when Xiao Cong began to move, and as soon as Xiao Cong's side stopped moving, the room changed into a deathly silence in an instant.

After nearly half an hour like this, Xiao Cong opened his eyes and took a closer look, at this time, the bloodshot on the whites of his eyes was as dense as a spider web, he settled down, and used a small sword to dig a few small holes at the edge of the original humanoid mud mold, drill a fine hole in the middle to communicate with the contour depression, and then put a spirit stone in each hole, take another yellow mud to completely seal it, and finally put it in another magic circle that has been prepared for a long time.

After doing this, Xiao Cong smiled happily, although his body was crumbling at this time, this smile bloomed on his pale cheeks, but it was much more real, simple, and cute.

Xiao Cong knows very well that only by breaking through the extreme can we improve our cultivation even more, as the old man said: If you don't break it, you can't stand it, and you can stand after it's broken. Therefore, he concocted the same method, and stayed all night, constantly devouring the pill and refining the array puppet, and the cycle repeatedly, until he had done as many as thirteen, and he had to stop.