"Taiyin Ancient Scripture?"

Ling Xiang blinked, holding the yellowed scroll, his face showing three points of curiosity.

It sounds like a strange name.

I don't know what kind of material is made of the yellow and rough appearance, like cowhide, but it is not so hard, and it has a rotten texture that has been eroded by time.

It's soft to the touch and very gentle.

You hardly feel any weight in your hand.

It is said to be an ancient scroll, but it is not rigorous. Because it has no scrolls, it is simply folded up like a handkerchief.

Ling Xiang flipped through the folded scroll, and was about to take a look at the contents inside, but as soon as he opened it, he shuddered.

"Yikes!"

"Good ice!"

A cold aura of yin and soft escaped from the ancient scroll, and a white mist instantly appeared in the air in front of Ling Xiang, and the biting coldness that swept over his face frightened Ling Xiang almost threw the ancient scroll out.

Fortunately, she reacted at a critical time, successfully stabilized her mind, and did not embarrass herself.

However, when she carefully looked at the words recorded in the ancient scroll, she was stunned again.

Ling Xiang didn't even know any of those words!

"Master, this can't be left over from ancient times, right?" Her eyes widened in amazement at the unfamiliar characters on the scroll.

Those symbols and symbols are completely different from the writing in circulation in the world today.

"This is a sacred text from a long time ago." Ram Yongming spoke.

"Shenwen?" Ling Xiang looked puzzled.

She had never heard of such writing.

"Don't look at me, I don't know it, but I can probably recognize it as a divine text." The old man walked to the rocking chair and sat down, and briefly told Ling Xiang about the origin of this ancient scroll.

This is the ram Yongming when he was young in Zhongzhou, in a dilapidated ancient temple.

Its owner had been sitting for at least 10,000 years, and when it was discovered, the ancient temple had been submerged in a pile of rubble. If it weren't for the fact that he happened to sense a trace of Taiyin Holy Power nearby, Ram Yongming wouldn't have been able to find this ancient scroll.

When the scroll was found in the ruins of an ancient temple beneath the rubble, it was still wrapped in a crystalline bone.

"It should be a frontal bone specially condensed by the owner of the ancient scroll before sitting, and a very special divine thought is retained in it, which is maintained by the Taiyin holy power drawn from the void by the ancient scroll, and is specially reserved for the purpose of transmitting the Fa."

The old man told the story eloquently, and depicted to Ling Xiang an ancient man who took great pains to prevent the inheritance from being severed.

When the ancient predecessor was about to die in his old age, he traveled all over Zhongzhou, but he failed to find a satisfactory disciple.

However, the Taiyin Ancient Scripture is very important, and if it is passed out at will, first, it may bring death to those who have been inherited; Second, if it is passed on to the evil people, it will also cause many disasters.

As a last resort, he could only condense a frontal bone from his own Sendai at the last moment, entrust a divine thought of spreading the Dharma in it, and wrap the frontal bone with the mysterious scroll that records the Taiyin Ancient Scriptures, and bury it in the ancient temple together, leaving it for future generations of destined people.

"When I found it, it had been a long time since the senior sat down."

"Even if the divine thought in the forehead bone is nourished by the Taiyin Holy Power, it has almost been worn out by the years."

"After the divine thought was completed, it was completely annihilated, and the frontal bone that placed the divine thought was also turned into powder at the same time, only this ancient scroll still maintained immortality."

The old man looked at the yellowed scroll in Ling Xiang's hand, and the expression in his cloudy old eyes was very complicated.

At a glance, Ling Xiang seemed to see a feeling called "things hurt its kind" from the bottom of his eyes.

But the next moment disappeared again, as if what he had just seen was only Ling Xiang's illusion.

……

"Master, since you don't know these divine texts either, then ......" Ling Xiang planned to return the ancient scroll to the ram Yongming, but he didn't know the words on it, and it seemed useless to hold it.

"Put it away."

The old man gently pushed back, with a rare resolute attitude.

"I have nothing else left for you but this scroll. It records the inheritance of the Taoist system of the human emperor, represents the supreme glory of our human race in the past, and is also the encouragement and expectation of the teacher for you. ”

Ram Yongming's expression was extremely serious, and his tone was very solemn.

It's as if it's handing over some kind of special mission.

This made Ling Xiang quite uncomfortable.

Although she is young and has not experienced many things, she is a first-class intelligence, and she can feel the heavy responsibility in the old man's words.

Even if we don't know what kind of responsibility this is for the time being.

"Master, I will remember these words." Ling Xiang pursed his lips and nodded earnestly.

Her little face tensed, and she solemnly folded the scroll and put it away with the bronze ring left by her brother.

"Okay, sit down, listen carefully, I will pass on the ancient scriptures of the Human Emperor to you now."

When Ling Xiang sat down obediently, the old man pointed out, and a brilliant divine light flew into Ling Xiang's eyebrows.

It was the divine consciousness memory that the old man extracted from his own sea of consciousness, and it was all the content of the Taiyin Ancient Sutra that he had obtained in the past.

"Taiyin and sun, which is strong and which is weak, yin and yang are together, and the world is the emperor!"

The ancient divine sound sounded in Ling Xiang's ears, as if it was some kind of magic spell, repeated constantly, making Ling Xiang's heart throb.

In the past, the Emperor of the People comprehended the Taiyin Dao, absorbed the Yin and soft Taiyin Holy Power in the universe for his own use, and created an invincible glory.

The immortal scripture he left behind was respected by later generations as one of the two mother scriptures of the human race.

Its value and weight are needless to say.

At this moment, in Ling Xiang's sea of consciousness, the divine consciousness memory that Ram Yongming entered gradually disintegrated, turning into one ancient character after another, which was exactly the same text as recorded on the yellowed ancient scroll.

However, these words did not prevent Ling Xiang from accepting the inheritance of the ancient scriptures.

Because they themselves are the manifestation of the essence of the ancient scriptures.

Ling Xiang's forehead bone with his eyes closed was slightly glowing, and those ancient characters in the sea of knowledge were gradually disappearing, and the essence of the scriptures it represented was successively known by Ling Xiang.

It's a special feeling.

Unknown words, no sounds, no images, only an indescribable special consciousness that allowed Ling Xiang to quickly understand its meaning was transmitted to her.

A quarter of an hour later, she opened her eyes.

She had already obtained all the scriptures handed down by the old man.

Seeing this, Ram Yongming opened his mouth and said: "This scripture is not flawless, only the cultivation of the mystic, and there is no secret technique, and the most powerful forbidden secret technique is also missing. But for someone like you who is just starting out in practice, it's enough.

The Taiyin Holy Power is the power of the Yin that was born at the beginning of the opening of the heavens and the earth by adhering to the will of heaven and earth, and it is infinitely murderous, difficult for ordinary people to control, and almost impossible to refine.

If you can build this kind of avenue to the top, it is enough to be proud of the world. ”

It can be called the mother scripture of the human race, which has explained many problems.

The true meaning of the Great Dao recorded in the ancient scriptures is a supreme method, although since ancient times, the strong people who have cultivated this Taiyin ancient scripture to perfection can be counted on one hand, but this represents the strength of this inheritance.

"Master, I feel that when I was running the Xuanfa of the Taiyin Ancient Sutra, it seemed that my cultivation was different from before."

Ling Xiang frowned, carefully sensing the changes in the sea of bitterness.

"It seems...... It's easier and smoother, no, it's much smoother, compared to before, it's twice the result with half the effort! Her eyes widened slightly, surprised.

That's why it's called the Mother Sutra. This is an immortal canon, and the mystic law you cultivated before is one heaven and one underground. ”

Ram Yongming pointed out that the mystical method that Ling Xiang had cultivated before was just a very ordinary exercise.

That's not even the inheritance of the Feather God Dynasty.

But think about it.

If it was really the inheritance of the Feather God Dynasty, how could Ling Su be easily leaked to an outsider like her?

Compared with the real immortal scriptures such as the Taiyin Ancient Scripture, there is naturally an obvious gap between the cultivation of the metaphysical method of the rotten street.

Ling Xiang hadn't really understood the true meaning of it, and he was just roughly running the Xuanfa, and he could show a different effect in his cultivation.

According to Ram Yongming, it is a great blessing for a cultivator to be able to obtain a true immortal book at the starting point.

This means that they can lay a solid foundation at the very beginning, paving the way for a higher level in the future.

"In the rest of the time, I will explain this text to you in detail. I know you're smart, and you can understand it at all, but you also have to be patient and absorb it. Because I'm going to talk about some of my experiences and experiences in cultivation, which will help you break through in the realm in the future. ”

The old man admonished Ling Xiang and reminded her to cheer up next, and not to desert.

……

In the following year, in front of these two thatched huts on the low hill, two figures, one old and one young, could often be seen sitting cross-legged on the futon.

The old man is responsible for speaking, and the little man is responsible for listening.

Sometimes this sitting will sit from the morning when the purple air comes from the east until the afterglow of the sunset dissipates.

The Taiyin Ancient Scripture is undoubtedly a broad and profound cultivation scripture.

Whether it is the Wheel Sea Scroll or the Daogong Scroll, or the chapters of the four poles, the dragon, the Sendai and other realms in the back, they all contain unimaginable deep meanings.

It expounds the wisdom of the endless avenue, and the description of the path of cultivation is even more exquisite.

Since Ling Xiang had just set foot on this road, the old man focused on the scriptures of the two volumes of Lunhai and Dao Palace, and the next three volumes of scriptures were only briefly mentioned and not explained in too much detail.

In the first two volumes, there is an emphasis on the scriptures of the Wheel of the Sea.

Only the content of the first chapter of the wheel sea scroll was 1,200 words, and the ram Yongming explained it to Ling Xiang for more than half a month.

Of course, with Ling Xiang's mind and comprehension ability, it didn't take so long to explain, mainly interspersed with a lot of understanding of the old man's own cultivation.

From the bitter sea in the first stage of the Wheel Sea Secret Realm, to how to communicate with the wheel of life, guide the essence of life to rush into the sea of bitterness and turn into a steady stream of life.

Then the bubbling lifespring divine liquid was refined out of the divine bridge, and the bitter sea was crossed to the other side.

At every step, Ram Yongming combined his own experience and perception when he broke through, and described them one by one with Ling Xiang, and explained them very carefully.

Such a move undoubtedly gave Ling Xiang a huge boost in his cultivation.

Even if her qualifications are mediocre, in the space of this year, she has broken through from the bitter sea realm of the first stage of the Wheel Sea Secret Realm to the second stage of the Lifespring realm.

……

On the day of the official breakthrough, Ling Xiang was extremely excited.

At that time, she was sitting in the open space in front of the thatched house, and at the moment when she successfully communicated with the fountain of life and advanced, she opened her eyes, and two bright rays of light shot out of her eyes.

In the next moment, Ling Xiang stood on the ground, and a powerful spirit escaped from his body, causing the thatched houses behind him to tremble.

The essence gushing out of the pretentious spring turned into a brilliant rainbow, completely enveloping Ling Xiang's body, carrying her to rise slowly, overcoming gravity and coming to mid-air, taking in the entire low mountain.

After nearly two years, Ling Xiang re-experienced this condescending feeling.

Unlike the last time she was taken to fly, this time she flew into the sky with her own strength, and the feeling of being in control of herself and overlooking the earth was particularly amazing.

The breeze was blowing on the low mountain, and with the blessing of divine power, every grass and tree made Ling Xiang see clearly.

After the breakthrough, Ling Xiang washed away the dust, his flesh and blood were white and unclean, and even his hair shimmered with a little luster, as if he had gained some kind of new life.

It's just that the patched clothes on her body make her look less fresh and elegant, like an unlucky little princess who has fallen into the mortal world and suffered a lot.

For more than an hour, Ling Xiang was traveling in the sky.

Even though she didn't dare to fly too far, she just circled around the low mountain, going back and forth, and still felt that it was endlessly fun.

Sometimes stepping on the rainbow and rushing into the sky, sometimes like a bright meteor hitting the earth, having a lot of fun.

Until there was a divine thought on the low mountain, it was the ram Yongming calling her back, and it was time to make dinner.

Only then did Ling Xiang put away his playfulness and landed back on the low mountain.

Half an hour later......

Ling Xiang and the old man sat opposite each other at the small table and began to eat dinner.

The mountain wind blows through the pine forest, and the needles rustle.

The breakthrough in the realm made Ling Xiang even when eating, the corners of his mouth still couldn't stop rising.

She had already imagined in her mind how surprised her brother would be when he came back and saw her change.

"Cultivation is not for the sake of showing off, the stronger you are, the more you must know how to restrain and properly use your own strength. Wash away the lead and keep your heart, so that you can calmly pursue the avenue. ”

The old man had a lot of experience and obviously knew what she was thinking, so he casually reminded her during the banquet.

"Master, I'll pay attention." Ling Xiang nodded obediently.

After a while, she seemed to remember something, and looked at Ram Yongming cautiously: "Master, can I ask you a question?" ”

"Just ask."

"What kind of realm are you? Also, I always feel that you are very mysterious, Master, the exercises you practice are definitely not just a Taiyin ancient scripture. Ling Xiang tilted her head and pondered, at this time she had been curious about something for a long time.

For more than a year, the two have been getting along day and night.

Ling Xiang can be said to know this old man very well, but he only understands his living habits, and he doesn't know anything else.

Where is the ancestral home, do you have relatives, and where is the teacher......

This series of aspects, the old man has never revealed.

When Yongming, the ram who was stretching out his chopsticks to pick up vegetables, couldn't help but pause for a moment, raised his eyes to glance at her, and said lightly: "When are you so stupid that you can't even count?" ”

This is a refutation of Ling Xiang's so-called 'ask a question'.

"I'm curious, of course I'll have to ask it all at once." Ling Xiang smiled, puffing out half of his cheeks, a little coquettish.