Zhishouguan seemed more and more silent under the starlight, as if no one had visited it for countless years, and the golden thatch hung down on the eaves, as if the starlight had become substance. Prince Longqing sat at the desk by the window, reading the scroll in front of him, completely ignoring the unearthly ethereal scenery around the Taoist temple, and there was only a desire for new knowledge in his eyes, looking so calm and focused, just like the quiet lake in front of the window.

On that day, he opened the Tianshu Rizi scroll, and saw the names of the three people, Dao Idiot and Ning Que, and it was difficult to suppress the feeling of jealousy, hatred, and resentment, because he was originally the son of Xiling Shenzi, and he should at least stand at the same height as these three people, but on the wasteland snow cliff, all good things were destroyed by Ning Que's arrow, although on the shore of the South China Sea, he had another great opportunity and re-embarked on the path of cultivation, but a qiē is equal to a new beginning, and now he has just entered the Cave Xuan Realm, and it seems that he is getting farther and farther away from the front.

However, it didn't take long for him to turn all the negative feelings in his heart into nothingness, because he was now in Zhishouguan, and as long as he had the corresponding ability, he could read all the heavenly books. This is an unimaginable chance, this is the highest level of the world's story, and negative feelings such as resentment and hatred are low-level things that only ordinary mortals are immersed in pain and suffering, and they cannot be matched.

This does not mean that Long Qing no longer has hatred for Ning Que, and he is no longer jealous of Ye Hongyu and Mo Shanshan, but he understands that all the feelings of hatred and pain are very boring processes, and more importantly, they are waiting for the results. As long as he can become strong again, or even become stronger, just like the news that came from the Xiling Temple a few days ago, he can also regain everything he lost like Ye Hongyu, and even get more.

The book of heaven that Long Qing was reading at this time was the third of the seven books of heaven: the sand scroll.

The reason why this book of heaven is called the sand scroll is because there are countless cultivation methods recorded in the book, some of which are subtle and indescribable, including the method of entering the mountain and field sects, the wonderful meaning of the Shinto of the Haotian Daomen, the Huayan laws of the Buddhist sect, and even the most mysterious evil exercises of the Demon Sect.

This volume of the Book of Heaven records almost all the cultivation methods in the world, whether it is in terms of the number of Haohan's collection or the quality of the cultivation exercises, only the mountain behind the academy can compete with it, and as for the Qinghe County Library, which enjoys a prestigious reputation in the world, it is not qualified to compare with these two at all.

The starlight falls on the pages of the book, shining clearly on the human figures painted in thick ink, with countless lines, flowing back and forth between the human figures, and under the writing, there are dense records of the practice essentials and precautions of the exercises, this strange practice is called Gray Eye.

Gray Eyes is not a Dao Sect exercise, nor is it a Demon Sect Exercise, but many years ago, after killing a certain elder of the Demon Sect who practiced the meal, he thought about the danger in the battle, and after meditating for three nights, he used the knowledge and wisdom like the sea to transform the meal with the supreme Dao method.

The foundation of this exercise is to eat a meal**, in essence, it is to seize the consciousness of other practitioners and strengthen themselves, but after the transformation of the Dao, there is no longer a need to devour flesh and blood, and directly seize the consciousness, which does not seem to be as bloody as before, it seems to be a lot more peaceful, but in fact it is evil and cruel as before.

If he was still the proud and clean prince of Longqing in the past, then he would definitely not practice such evil exercises, even if he would be tempted by powerful forces, but now he has experienced so many things, he was extremely dirty, he was extremely weak, and he has done a lot of ugly and evil things, he is no longer the Longqing prince of the past, so he did not hesitate to start practicing.

The stars are like water, the courtyard of the Taoist temple is cool, and the grass hut is relatively dark, Long Qing looked at the sand scroll of the heavenly book, and his consciousness slowly moved with this exercise, and his face became more and more pale.

A few days ago in the South China Sea, a small boat rose and fell in the waves, the sun on the sea was extremely blazing, the fish had already dived into the deep sea, and the seagulls naturally disappeared without a trace. Long Qing knelt behind the Taoist in Tsing Yi, exposed to the scorching sun, but his face did not become dark, but extremely pale.

This is the depths of the South China Sea, how many miles away from the land, the coastline has long been out of sight, Tsing Yi Taoist standing at the head of the boat, watching the waves roll, but as if watching the ebb and flow of the coast.

"Attachment is an obstacle, even attachment to light and darkness. ”

The hot wooden board made Long Qing feel as if his knees were about to be scorched, but he didn't dare to make any movements, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "The disciple once tried to stop clinging and march towards the dark night in the north on the wasteland, but even then, he still didn't see the light in the night. ”

The Taoist in Tsing Yi took his hand behind, stood at the head of the boat and looked at the sea and said: "What do you want to find, so you made a choice, and making a choice itself is a kind of attachment."

Long Qing asked, "Then how can you not be attached?"

Tsing Yi Taoist said: "Buddhism pays attention to meditation, the pursuit of silence, non-attachment is not to move the thought, if you move the thought, a thought is light, a thought is darkness, how should you choose? So you don't need to choose, you just need to listen to Haotian's choice." ”

Long Qing said: "But ...... The disciple is not a Heavenly Oracle Divine Seat, and he can't perceive Haotian's edict, how can he know what Haotian's choice is, and how can he know that he has not made a mistake in judgment?"

The Taoist in Tsing Yi said: "Whatever you think of, it is." ”

Long Qing was puzzled and said, "Isn't that what you want from your heart?"

The Taoist in Tsing Yi suddenly laughed and said indifferently: "Everything in the world is destined by Haotian, and the operation of all things is in Wu Tian's control, including the human heart. ”

Hearing these words, Long Qing felt as if the wind and snow on the wasteland were sprinkled on his head, and he suddenly washed away the fierceness of the scorching sun, became extremely refreshing, and instantly understood many things.

He bowed forward, pressed his forehead against the hot deck, his slightly trembling voice was full of desire and courage, and said loudly, "The disciple wants to become strong. ”

The Taoist in Tsing Yi said: "The day before yesterday, I threw you into the fire spring, and with the endless warmth and compassion given by Haotian, I rebuilt the snow-capped mountains and qi sea in your body, and now you can practice. ”

Long Qing now knows the incomparably noble identity of the Taoist in Tsing Yi, and naturally can think that the broken view he said in his mouth is the legendary Zhishouguan, and he can't help but be ecstatic and kowtow again and again.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi said: "There are still six heavenly books in the view, when you read through these six heavenly books, then you may be considered powerful, but reading books is a very painful thing after all...... Back then, Ye Su needed to stab himself with a sword to take his eyes off the page, and with your mind, you would definitely not be able to resist the temptation of the Book of Heaven, and then the Dao heart would be broken and reborn, and the pain would be indescribable. ”

Long Qing said with a resolute expression: "The disciple is not afraid of pain, nor is he afraid of hardship. ”

The Taoist in Tsing Yi said again: "There are thousands of disciples of the Daomen, and there are very few people who can have the opportunity to enter the knowledge and guard, you are not the great priest of the temple, and you are not the previous generation of disciples who have made great contributions to the Daomen, so you can only do a miscellaneous work in the view, will you dislike this kind of identity?"

If you let the cultivators in the world know that they have the opportunity to enter the Zhishou Guan and read the Seven Books for a day, don't say that they are doing miscellaneous labor, even if they go to dig dung every day, they will be willing, and even the dung tank will feel that it is fragrant.

Long Qing naturally had the same thoughts, and said without hesitation: "The disciple is willing to do anything for the Daomen. ”

The Taoist in Tsing Yi said: "I can feel your mind at this time, but there are some old people who are very short-tempered in the view, even I don't want to pay attention to them, don't be afraid when you arrive." ”

Long Qing was speechless in surprise, thinking to himself what kind of person the Guardian Guan Guan Lord was, could it be that there was someone else in the world who could make him feel troubled besides the master of the academy?

In the night, there are occasionally a few insect chirps.

Long Qing's face became more and more pale, beads of sweat the size of soybeans kept rolling down his forehead, his eyes became more and more radiant, and he looked extremely weak, you can imagine what kind of pain he was suffering now.

Every time he opened the sand scroll, he would endure endless pain, and tonight when he began to practice Gray Eye, the pain became even more terrifying, and on the seemingly ordinary pages, it seemed that countless invisible swords had been born, constantly piercing his Dao heart, trying to stab his Dao heart into a honeycomb.

When he finished reading the last word of the Gray Eye Exercise, his Dao heart was also shattered into countless pieces, and the fear and pain like a thousand cuts directly made him faint.

I don't know how long it took, Long Qing woke up, during which the morning light had already appeared outside the window, he looked at himself in horror, and found that there were no wounds on his body, and his Dao heart was still as stable as yesterday, as if the ten million invisible sword intent that appeared in the Heavenly Book last night were all fake.

He walked out of the grass hut in a bit of a daze, washed his face by the lake, became a little sober, went to his house to wash briefly, began to fetch water to cook on the fire, and after serving the three uncles who served Tianshu finished breakfast, he carried two loads of water and a few things to see and walked to the back.

This spring, Long Qing swept the courtyard day after day in Zhishou, cooked and worked, wiped the table and polished the ink, and did all the chores, only in the middle of the night, he had the opportunity to read and practice, and the days were very hard, but his state of mind was very peaceful, without a trace of complaint, just silently doing it, and then striving for a qiē time to be able to read.

It's funny, his biggest enemy in the world, Ning Que, in the past ten years, especially after entering the academy, has basically lived such a hard and fulfilling life, I don't know if this is in response to the words of the junior uncle of the academy, if fate wants to choose whom, then there will be a lot of things to do.

Longqing carried a flat shoulder and a suitcase, walked out of the Taoist temple and came to a mountain cliff.

In these days of Zhishouguan, he has no complaints, even if it is unbearable pain, he is willing to eat, but looking at this cliff, his eyes are full of fear and want to escape.

Under this mountain cliff is a dense green forest, the cliff wall is crawling with green vines about the thickness of a finger, in the gap of the green vines, you can faintly see that the cliff itself is gray and yellow, and you can also see that there are many holes on the cliff wall, the cave is deep and does not know how deep, revealing a mysterious taste.

Standing at the foot of the mountain, Longqing looks like a tiny ant, and if someone looks down on the earth from a very high sky, they will probably think that this cliff is nothing more than an inconspicuous mound, an anthill covered with moss.

(To be continued)