Chapter 10 A Hundred Skeletons Talk 3
This tomb is dark, and the pungent smell of corpses is nauseating.
A few scattered pieces of jade are embedded in the walls of the tomb chamber. There is a half-covered black sarcophagus in the center, and the bones inside can be vaguely seen.
In addition, there are many broken jade slips placed everywhere, most of which have lost their luster. The divine passage method recorded on the jade slips only has a mere hundred words, which is already a broken inheritance. If it is not for the extraordinary talent, The powerful senior may not be able to repair it. There is no shortage of Taoist spiritual methods in the divine religion, so naturally they will not waste their energy on repairing these low-quality fragments.
There are twelve people in the tomb.
Most of them are disciples of Human Bone Peak, and Nangong Yunxingkang is not among them. The two of them have some issues with Ye Zang, and Fu Leyao, Wang Shengzhi and others are friends with him, so naturally they can't get along with him.
In addition, Wang Shengzhi’s little sister is also here, wearing a black ponytail skirt and an upturned bun. A pair of smart eyes kept looking at Ye Zang, with a smile that seemed to be a smile. Fu Leyao was also surrounded by two young disciples, who should be the descendants of the Fu family, looking at him with somewhat unhappy expressions.
"Brother Ye, the fragments here are already obscure and difficult to understand. You must not go further into the depths!" Wang Shengzhi enthusiastically took Ye Zang's arm and walked inside.
"Brother Ye is well. I often hear my brother mention Brother Ye. When I saw him today, he is indeed handsome and talented." Wang Xiaomei praised him without hesitation.
A pair of watery eyes kept wandering over Ye Zang's body, as if they wanted to see through him.
The five divine veins on his body are slowly radiating, and they have been nourished to the point of perseverance. Such a level of cultivation can rank among the top ten among the disciples of Baifeng.
Fu Leyao pursed her lips at the side, glanced at Wang Xiaomei from the corner of her eye, then looked at Ye Zang, and slowly said: "Brother Ye, there are hundreds of fragments in this tomb, which is enough I've been waiting for a while."
"Okay, then I won't go into the depths." Ye Zang nodded.
Actually, he wanted to take a look at the lower floors, maybe he could find some useful Taoist fragments.
However, this mausoleum has been in foreign teaching for many years. It is estimated that the useful ones have been looted. There is a high probability that Ye Zang will find nothing.
In this discussion, time is the most precious thing. After a simple greeting, everyone found a fragment to read it.
There are many shabby bookshelves here, which have been corroded to the point of collapse.
Ye Zang picked up one of the dim jade slips at random, on which the text "Shangqing Sutra" can be faintly seen
"It looks like a book that builds spirits into the body. ”
“Husband’s way is born from nothingness, hidden in all spirits but unpredictable; the spirit is concentrated in the void, wonderful and ever-changing but without direction, there is essence in the darkness but it is calm and luminous, it is too mysterious and boundless and leads to emptiness. Staying still is what is called the Great Cave. He gathers his energy and concentrates, and uses the ancestral Qi to circulate; he refines the spirit to meet the Tao, and uses the auspicious wind to encourage him; he breathes and disperses the forms of the gods; The beauty of being quiet and trance-like is what is called the wandering wind mixed with the wind..."
It is eloquent and difficult to understand, with more than a hundred words. Many of the fragments of this ancient Taoist sect are like this. Nowadays, the Taoist books within the Jackdaw Sect are basically written by the seniors in the sect in an easy-to-understand way. , not the original text.
It is really difficult for a group of disciples who build spiritual channels to come to answer such a fragmentary article.
Not far away, Wang Shengzhi was holding a fragment of a chapter, scratching his head and scratching his head as he plucked out a few strands of his hair. Even these disciples of the aristocratic family who had grown up under the guidance of their predecessors who kept a low profile and kept a low profile were shocked. This is true, not to mention the disciples who grew up in mortal countries.
"This "Shangqing Sutra" has only a hundred or so words, but it records how to warm and nourish the living beings. The Dharma chapter probably follows the same path as the heaven and earth, at least there is no difference between the words. Showing the temperament of killing."
Ye Zang thought, took out the True Spirit Jade Slip, closed his eyes tightly, penetrated it with his innate spiritual energy, and recorded some of his own insights into it. He did not write it down. The complete explanation of "Shangqing Jingfa" is only recorded seventy-eight percent, and finally signed "Shangqing Jingfa" at the end.
After recording, Ye Zang opened his eyes and saw everyone in the tomb looking at him with expressions like they had seen a ghost.
“Uh, everyone, why are you looking at me like this?” Ye Zang said.
Wang Shengzhi said with an expression of astonishment on his face: "Brother Ye, it's only been half a stick of incense."
Chen Liqun also held his forehead and said: "Brother Ye, I have a plan. "But have you understood the fragments?"
Ye Zang thought for a moment, then smiled and said: "I only understood twenty-three out of ten. These fragments are obscure and difficult to understand. In such a short period of time, I How can I explain it? Brother Liqun thinks too highly of me!”
Hearing this, everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
If you read this once, you will understand the entire fragment. For disciples who build spiritual channels, it is really too shocking.
Ye Zang was silent, holding the "Shangqing Sutra" in his hand and wasting away for more than half an hour before he could put it down and found another fragment. Although this jade slip is dull and dull, there is a slight tingling sensation after taking it. Just because of its texture, without thinking too much, it is also a method of killing one person.
“The first picture of a man from a thousand miles away, haha, such a killing spirit.”
On this jade slip, it can be vaguely identified as a visualization picture, but it has been worn away by the years. There are no traces, not to mention the heads of people thousands of miles away, but half of the heads are not visible, only some short-limbed remains of some unknown people.
Ye Zang attached his innate spiritual energy to his eyes and carefully explored them. Following the traces on the picture, he silently contemplated for a moment. Suddenly, a strong sense of blood rushed into Ye Zang's chaotic sea of consciousness. Vaguely, Ye Zang seemed to see a scene like hell on earth. . Thousands of miles away, soaked in scarlet blood, short-limbed remains can be seen everywhere. Thousands of heads hang high in the sky, with ferocious faces and piercing howls of complaint.
Ye Zang noticed that the spiritual energy in the spiritual orifice was slightly restless.
However, this feeling did not last long and then disappeared.
"After all, it is a fragmentary picture. If it is a complete visualization picture, it is also a good idea for high-grade visualization." Ye Zang thought to himself.
However, the Jackdaw Cult has been passed down for eternity, and the most indispensable thing is the visualization method, not to mention that their own Jackdaw Contemplation Method is already a top-notch visualization chart.
"Although this idea is good, it is too bloody. If you are not a determined person, you will easily be affected by the purgatory statue of 'Thousand Miles of Human Heads'." Ye Zang held the True Spirit Jade Slip tightly. Close your eyes tightly, record your own opinions, and finally sign "Picture of the Head of a Thousand Miles of People".
If he had no worries, based on Ye Zang's experience in Taoism in his previous life, he would be able to understand all the remaining chapters of the Taoism here in a few days. But if he really does this, I'm afraid the entire divine sect will pay attention. If you don’t have a strong enough background and support, it’s better to stay dormant.
In such a sect, although showing your sharpness will bring you unlimited fame and resources, it will also attract unlimited jealousy and calculations.
“If you stay like this for a month, it’s better to practice at the same time. Although the progress of practice is not as good as usual due to multitasking, it is still better than sitting for a month.”
Although this mausoleum has been dusty for many years, it has buried so many fragments of Taoism, so it is an excellent place to gather spirits. Now at the stage of transforming spirits into gods, Ye Zang only has three divine veins left that have not been fully nourished.
Tianque Divine Vein, Huiyang Divine Vein, and Huiyin Divine Vein.
These three divine veins all lead to the Baihui Hall above the head, and are the three most important points among the divine veins. Ye Zang left them until the end.
I picked up a fragment of a book at random, and while reading it, I was running the French words in the "Three Mysterious Sword Sutra", mobilizing the innate spiritual energy and gathering it in the Tianque Divine Veins on my back.
At this time, on top of the bluestone dojo at Baishu Peak.
Many missionaries looked into the tomb with wide eyes. With the way of these missionaries, the Dharma Eyes can only see through the third floor of the mausoleum. Going down further is a bit difficult and cannot be viewed in detail.
In the past, disciples of Taoism only understood fragments of the first three levels, and the following levels became obscure and difficult to understand. The fragments after the fifth floor of the mausoleum are already the cultivation method of [Dongtian Shenzang]. With the knowledge of these disciples, no matter how talented they are, they cannot understand it.
Not long after, an unknown missionary said "Huh" and said immediately.
“That’s why the disciples of Nafeng are so lucky that they can study Taoism while practicing. Although the mausoleum is an excellent place to gather souls, the most taboo thing about reading Taoism is distraction, so I’m not afraid of it. It hurts my soul.”
“This man is very accomplished, but he is greedy for the speed of practice. Even if he can open his channels in the future, it will be difficult for him to achieve great results.”
"Indeed, what he said is true."
Many missionaries looked around, and when they saw that they were not their own disciples, they sneered and looked away. This is better, there is one less competitor, if they can It would be better if it hurts the soul.
Luofu's face on the side was a little gloomy.
"Junior brother Luofu, why does he look so embarrassed? Could it be that he is a disciple of your Human Bone Peak?" The missionary from Yinkui Peak on the side caught a glimpse of Luofu's expression and asked immediately.
Seeing that Luofu was silent, it must be the case.
Missionary Yin Kuifeng shook his head, then patted Luofu on the shoulder and said: "Junior brother, your human bone peak is getting worse every year."
Ye Zang, who usually has a calm personality, Why is it such a big deal at this critical moment of discussion? Even if he didn't get the ranking, if he continued like this, there was no guarantee that he wouldn't be hurt. When his meridians are open like this, would he be able to bear the pain? Luofu frowned and thought to himself.
On the Qingluan throne at the head of the dojo, Xia Qingjing’s jade-white arms supported her chin. Several rays of spiritual energy flashed in her eyes, instantly piercing through the entire mausoleum. All the disciples’ words and deeds were watched by her. Down. She moved her gaze to Ye Zang, who closed his eyes tightly, holding a Taoist book in one hand and a true spirit jade slip in the other, practicing while gaining insights.
What Xia Qingjing cares about is not Ye Zang's behavior at this moment, but the companion spirit in his body.
Her Dharma Eye penetrated the entire sea of chaotic consciousness, and in Ye Zang’s spiritual aperture, she saw a ball of sword embryos that looked like white jade. As soon as she observed it, a bone-chilling killing aura penetrated the void. , coming towards Xia Qingjing.
"It's a good companion spirit. I guess the original owner of this sword fetus was also a man of great cultivation during his lifetime. He was a lucky boy."
At this moment, Ye Zang's heart skipped a beat. He clearly noticed the movement of the sword fetus. It was obvious that someone was looking at him with dharma eyes. The only one who could do this was the Green Snake Dharma King Xia Qingjing.
However, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that there is no aura of Yin-Yang Samsara Jade left in his body. With Xia Qingjing’s cultivation level, she has not noticed the phenomenon of Yin-Yang reverse chaos in her body. She will enter the bishop’s territory in the future. , and feel much more at ease.
(End of this chapter)