Chapter 129: Huang Ling's True Qi (I)
Hearing this, Zhao Jiuge's brows moved, and he asked in some surprise, "Have you been to this world before?"
Compared to the damaged 'Pixiu Immortal Jade', the 'Zhige' has always been intact, but when the Luoyun Fairy was in the tribulation, he directly forcibly removed the connection with it, so he erased all the marks, and Zhao Jiuge was able to easily refine the 'Zhige'.
The chubby machine spirit, with some pain on his little face, seemed unwilling to bother thinking about those things, and seeing this, Zhao Jiuge did not continue to ask.
The surrounding environment makes people's mood also desolate, and there are dilapidated buildings everywhere, endless desolation, and no greenery.
As Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing deepened, their speed slowed down, and no one knew if there would be changes and accidents that they didn't know about in this strange environment.
Because of their strength, the two have left most people far behind, after all, those who don't have the strength don't have the courage to go deep into the search for death, and those who have the courage don't have the strength, I'm afraid they will also be troubled by some monks.
Along the way, the pure qi and blood floating in the void can be seen everywhere, but Bai Qingqing and Zhao Jiuge are both long-term people, so except for the beginning after being strange for a while, they didn't pay attention to it, after all, when they get to the place, I'm afraid the benefits will be much greater than here.
The more he walked inside, those ancient buildings began to become a little denser, and at this time, Zhao Jiuge, who had a calm face, suddenly changed.
In the spiritual sea in his body, the quaint picture scroll snatched from outside Jasper City actually began to shake slightly, this kind of movement made Zhao Jiuge suddenly a little surprised, and he didn't know what the situation was for a while.
At first, this kind of movement was relatively slight, but as time passed, the shaking fluctuations began to become violent, because now that the magic weapon had been recognized by the master and had a blood connection, Zhao Jiuge could feel the longing emotion shown by this picture.
It was the first time for Zhao Jiuge to encounter this situation, so he didn't act rashly, but the movement of the picture scroll became more and more urgent, as if he couldn't wait, seeing this, Zhao Jiuge observed it, and then seemed to understand something, looked around, and saw that there was a stone tower in a grotto not far away, and this stone tower seemed to have something that attracted this picture.
Zhao Jiuge immediately told Bai Qingqing about the current situation, and Bai Qingqing asked for a personal trip if there was any situation, so the two of them were wary and told in that direction that the closer they got to the huge stone tower, the greater the fluctuation of the picture scroll in the spiritual sea in the body, and even began to cheer, Zhao Jiuge had already guessed something in his heart, the stone tower inside should have something to do with this quaint picture scroll.
Standing in front of the stone tower, Zhao Jiuge looked up at this huge stone tower, the gray stone tower looked a little spectacular, with a total of seven floors, and its appearance was simple but imposing.
The red gate on the first floor is also in a semi-hidden state, obviously I don't know how many people have paid attention to it, but since it can cause the fluctuation of the spiritual sea painting scroll in the body, then it is certain that this stone tower has its own uniqueness.
Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing glanced at each other, and slowly stepped forward, Zhao Jiuge took the lead, pushing open the two half-hidden red doors, and a deep voice came from the crack in the door, as if telling the history of it, which has gone through thousands of years.
The environment inside the stone tower is a bit dark, but fortunately, it is daylight, and through the stone tower, a lot of light can still penetrate it.
The space on the first floor is a bit large, not as it seems from the outside, Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing are holding flying swords in their hands, their minds are concentrated, and they are ready to deal with sudden changes at any time.
The picture scroll of the Linghai in the body, not because Zhao Jiuge had already come to the stone tower, the movement eased somewhat, but trembled even more, as if it was about to come out.
The more this was the case, the more Zhao Jiuge was a little puzzled, he didn't dare to act rashly, and he suppressed the picture scroll in his body, and soon Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing's eyes were attracted by the painting walls around the stone tower, and slowly came to the wall, because the entire stone tower except for the thick layer of dust, which showed that it was very old here, there was nothing else, only the exquisite, lifelike and exquisite murals on the wall.
The stone pagoda was surrounded by those colorful murals, and Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing stood by the wall, staring at the contents of the murals.
In that vivid picture, a group of military monks were practicing their bodies, each of them wearing clothes and armor, holding natal magic weapons and swords, etc., and was releasing the Fa Determination Exercises.
Because the mural is lifelike, the scene on it is also relatively realistic, and what is recorded on it is that the elders of a certain military sect are teaching their disciples to practice and practice on the battlefield.
Even if Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing were just outside the painting, their minds seemed to be a little attracted, and they couldn't extricate themselves from it.
As everyone knows, Zhao Jiuge is really shocked at this moment, as if he can feel the atmosphere of slaughter, the bloody atmosphere on the battlefield, after all, the way of soldiers is also an important one, but because of the hard cultivation, so now there is some decline, you must know that many years ago, the soldiers were able to overwhelm the Confucian lineage.
After watching all the murals on the first floor, Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing still had some unfinished feelings, but they still had something to do, and looked around again, and found that there was nothing else outside the stone tower, so Zhao Jiuge set his eyes on the wooden staircase in the corner, and decided to go to the second floor to find out.
Zhao Jiuge walked in front, Bai Qingqing followed behind, when the two of them entered the stone tower, they swept with their divine sense, in the stone tower, there was no breath of life, but they still had to be careful.
When the two of them stepped on the creaking wooden staircase and came to the second floor of the stone tower, when they saw the scene similar to the first floor in front of them, they already understood in their hearts that there was no need to think about it, most of the five floors behind it were also such a scene, and the stone tower was empty, and some of them were still murals on the surrounding walls.
The picture scroll of the spiritual sea in his body was still tossing, but Zhao Jiuge had long ignored it, and pondered that since this stone tower was already empty, what else could attract the picture scroll in his body.
Soon, Zhao Jiuge found a different place, the murals on the walls around the second layer were already very different, no longer the scene of the soldier's monk practicing and studying, but the picture turned, it turned out to be a group of disciples wearing Confucian Confucian shirts, sitting there one by one reading with peace of mind, and there seemed to be a heroic and righteous condensation above the book.
Even if he was just standing in front of the wall, when Zhao Jiuge was really close, he seemed to hear the sound of reading, the sound was pleasant, and the desk in front of everyone was full of dazzling books.
Confucian practice, the original practice is oneself, so as to control and control Haoran righteousness, because in Confucianism, Haoran righteousness is the foundation, in order to exert all kinds of powerful exercises and law decisions.
I don't know who this mural is from, according to legend, some rune masters, can write the law with the law, instantly form a powerful rune, at least enter this stone tower at least until now, Zhao Jiuge is not very disappointed.
Seeing that Zhao Jiuge seemed to be still a little immersed in it, completely unable to extricate himself, Bai Qingqing, who had cultivated to a weaker level, immediately gently pulled Zhao Jiuge's sleeve, and Zhao Jiuge completely reacted.
However, the two didn't take this too seriously, and when they reached the third floor, the two realized that something was wrong, because in the third layer of the stone tower, the mural was painted with Taoist practice scenes.
In a Taoist temple in the deep mountains and old forests, there are dozens of figures, there are immature and young Taoist children, holding dust, very cute standing on both sides of the door of the Taoist temple, drowsy.
There are old Taoist priests, sitting cross-legged on the rock on the top of the mountain and practicing, eating and drinking, the conditions are difficult, but a pair of vicissitudes of life, extremely firm.
There are young Taoist priests or practicing in Taoist temples, practicing swords, alchemy, and their expressions are vivid.
Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing found that looking at these scenes, their minds could sink into them, unable to extricate themselves, as if they were immersed in the scene and could fully integrate themselves into it.
This subtle discovery naturally made Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing a little surprised, but Zhao Jiuge didn't plan to stop like this, because the picture scroll of the spiritual sea in his body continued to shake, and the truth of the matter was not clarified.
With this discovery, Zhao Jiuge took Bai Qingqing to continue to climb the stairs and came to the fourth floor, with the wisdom of Bai Qingqing and Zhao Jiuge, it seems that they can already think that the scene on the fourth floor should be related to Buddhism, after all, these four major inheritances occupy almost half of the cultivation, and each inheritance has its own glorious era.
Sure enough, when Zhao Jiuge and Bai Qingqing stepped on the fourth floor of the stone tower, a dignified and peaceful atmosphere came from the mural on the wall.
The surrounding painting walls are full of arhats and bodhisattvas, surrounded by golden lotus, some are emerging Sanskrit sounds, some are low-eyebrowed, some are solemn, and more angry, but most of them are peaceful, coming to this fourth layer, Zhao Jiuge feels that his state of mind seems to have calmed down, and he is infected by this peaceful breath.
Even Bai Qingqing took off the white veil on his face at this moment, revealing a pious look.
Looking at the murals on the fourth floor, influenced by the immersion, both of them can feel the mentality of crossing all beings.
After staying for a while, the two of them didn't continue to stay, but when they stepped on the wooden staircase up to the fifth floor, Zhao Jiuge couldn't guess what kind of mural was painted on the fifth floor this time.
When I went up to the fifth layer, the doubts were revealed, and the murals around it were painted with lifelike demon powers, some were huge and covered by the sky, some were graceful krakens in the sea, and some were fire phoenixes with strong bloodlines.
The dense figure has hundreds of demon clan figures, some of which are even many that Zhao Jiuge has not seen, after all, some records are not so complete, and no one can say how many species have been bred in this world.
Although each layer of the stone tower was empty, Zhao Jiuge was not disappointed, because the things on the mural were enough to bring him many surprises, and he was looking forward to the surprises of the next two layers of murals, after all, the front was already so exciting, and I believe that the back would not disappoint him.