Chapter 15: The Yellow Springs of the River Styx
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The light and shadow were hazy, Lin Yifang really saw the black dragon in the clouds, saw the white elephant on the ground, the wind blew his cheeks, and the fragrance of the earth came to his face.
The black dragon travels in the clouds and rains, and the white elephant is leisurely.
The raindrops fell on Lin Yi's palm and suddenly disappeared.
Looking at the world of natural selection and excitement in front of him, Lin Yi's face showed a smile.
This is the inheritance of divine will.
It is a more advanced and mysterious way of inheritance than written inheritance and oral transmission.
Lin Yi was very glad that he had not rashly touched the Dragon Elephant Heavenly Diagram before.
If he hadn't practiced the first level of "Overlord Elephant Fulong Divine Skill", then what Lin Yi was facing now would be a sharp counterattack from the Dragon Elephant Heavenly Map.
Lin Yi let go of his mind and wandered in the illusion constructed by the Dragon Elephant Heavenly Map. The strong spirit allowed him to sense the divine will contained in the Dragon Elephant Heavenly Diagram more directly.
As time passed, Lin Yi's eyes suddenly bloomed, and the illusion of divine will inheritance had disappeared.
The dragon elephant heavenly map spread out on the table has no other abnormalities except for the special material.
Lin Yi lightly rubbed his aching eyebrows, if it weren't for the fact that he had gone through two lifetimes and had a strong spiritual origin, this time he would have to be drained by the Dragon Elephant Heavenly Atlas.
knew that there must be a trap in the Dragon Elephant Heavenly Map, but he relied on the courage of the master and preferred to go to Tiger Mountain.
The thirst for strength, the expectation of the unknown, the yearning for immortality......
The sky is not high, but the people's hearts are the highest.
Lin Yi put away the Dragon Elephant Heavenly Diagram, sat cross-legged on the bed, his hands were sealed, his mind focused on the ancestral knot of his eyebrows, and turned into an extremely illusory figure that would disappear as soon as the Buddha wind blew.
The figure formed by Lin Yi's spirit came to the gate of hell, sat cross-legged, and also made a seal with his hands, reciting the "Dizang Soul Sutra".
One by one, the golden scriptures condensed, and the faint golden light kept shining. It is in stark contrast to the darkness and depth of the gates of hell, which carry pictures of hell.
After a while, after the recitation of the "Jizo Soul Sutra", the golden scriptures were connected end to end, turning into a halo, and finally disappeared into the gates of hell.
Lin Yi waited silently, the Dao moved with the world, and he was not sure whether the many magic powers on the earth could continue to play a role in this world.
Time passed slowly, and the figure in Lin Yimei's ancestral aperture turned into a little streamer and scattered in all directions.
"Did you fail?" Lin Yi was inevitably a little disappointed in his heart.
Compared with the Taoist spells that pay attention to Taoism and nature and borrow the power of heaven and earth for their own use, Buddhism's supernatural powers are born from the heart and have stronger adaptability to unfamiliar environments.
Lin Yi's heart moved, and in the ancestral aperture of his eyebrows, the illusory figure formed by the convergence of spiritual power completely dispersed.
At this moment, a faint spiritual light suddenly lit up in the depths of the gate of hell, which had not moved.
In a flash of inspiration, he flew out of the gates of hell and disappeared without a trace.
In the darkness, a strange power was transmitted, a trace of darkness and depth, with the breath of tranquility, liberation, and virtue, appeared in Lin Yi's ancestral aura.
"It's ...... The power of yin. Lin Yi said in disbelief.
The dark aura spread, and with the sound of "bang-la-la" water, a muddy and yellowish river appeared in Lin Yi's ancestral aperture, flowing around the gate of hell.
"Styx Yellow Springs. Lin Yi muttered.
There are clouds in the "Taoist Classics", and the Styx River is the Yellow Spring, which is open in the sky, running through the stars and Han Dynasty, and is used to cross the dead and live.
The Styx in Lin Yi's ancestral aperture is just a projection, between existence and non-existence, just like the soul of a living being, containing infinite power and indescribable mystery.
Lin Yi quietly observed the mystery, the surface of the Styx River was calm and silent, but there was a huge amount of Yin Soul hidden underwater...... Unwilling to roar...... Wailing in pain......
After a long time, he sighed: "It is better to see than to hear, according to the Taoist Classics, what is hidden in this river of Styx is the despair born when the longevity of the living soul is exhausted. In other words, it is this endless despair that converges into the Yellow Spring of the River Styx. ”
"With this, the soul's desire for life propelled the River Styx to flow. This is the reason why the Yellow Springs of the River Styx crosses the dead, and it is also the gateway to reincarnation. ”
The River Styx flowed around the gates of hell, and before he knew it, Lin Yi's dried spiritual origin had been nourished, and the pain in his eyebrows disappeared, replaced by an indescribable feeling of comfort.
However, the mental excitement could not make up for the physical fatigue, Lin Yi lay on the bed and forced himself to fall asleep.
The next morning, on the martial arts field, including Lin Yi's team, a total of three patrol teams were praised by Zhao Zirui, the young dart leader.
Lin Yi got a chance to enter the Library Pavilion and select people to rank martial arts.
There are three levels of martial arts and nine grades, of which the lower three grades are human ranks. A high-grade martial arts represents an opportunity to become a third-grade martial artist.
Those who received the reward were overjoyed, and others were naturally envious. Everyone is gearing up, wanting to be rewarded for meritorious service.
"Brother Lin, you have been absent-minded today, what are you thinking?" A voice sounded in his ears, and Lin Yi came back to his senses. Following the prestige, it was Zhang Yang and Li Nan who came into view.
"Brother Lin must be thinking about what martial arts to choose. Li Nan said. After receiving the reward, his heart was very good, and it was rare to take the initiative to speak.
Lin Yi smiled, diverted the topic and said, "Let's go to the Library Pavilion together." ”
The three of them walked towards the library together, and Lin Yi put aside the question he was thinking about for the time being.
In the library pavilion, Zheng Siyuan looked at Lin Yi and the three of them with a smile, Zhang Yang and Li Nan had already gone to choose martial arts cheats. The reward that the two of them received was that they could choose a mid-level martial art at will.
Lin Yi bowed to Zheng Siyuan and said, "The seniors are sitting in the Library Pavilion, and they must be very familiar with the martial arts secrets and cultivation notes here. ”
Zheng Siyuan nodded and said, "That's nature." Lin family boy, what do you want to ask?"
Lin Yi said: "The kid wants to ask, is there any book on bloodline awakening in the library pavilion? ”
After hearing the words "Bloodline Awakening", Zheng Siyuan's eyes lit up and asked, "Lin boy, why are you suddenly interested in something." ”
Lin Yi's expression was slightly hesitant, and finally he gritted his teeth and said: "Ever since I narrowly escaped the catastrophe at the foot of Changning Mountain, I have always had a feeling in my body that I am about to move, which is very similar to the performance of the legendary bloodline awakening. ”