Chapter 339 A first glimpse of Zifu
The Tuiye Palace, the fifth level of the pavilion, a small realm of heaven and earth.
The sky and stars in this world are vast and endless, with no end in sight.
In the palace of clouds carved like jade, Ma Yu sat cross-legged on a futon. The radiance of the twenty-eight stars was the most dazzling, criss-crossing and woven into countless strands, like the Milky Way hanging down, giving The Cloud Pavilion is covered with a canopy, which is quite magnificent.
In the palace stands a jade mirror that is ten feet high. It is arched and the wall is extremely smooth, but it does not reflect any human figure. This is the Tongbi Lingshi. Only within a ten-thousand-year spiritual stone vein can a thumb-sized Tongbi Lingshi be born. The Lingshi in front of me is half a foot high. It is impossible to imagine the Lingshi vein he created. How many years of dormancy have I experienced?
If you don't look carefully, you won't be able to see that the interior of the stone wall is engraved with extremely complicated formation restrictions.
In the eye position of Juntian Formation, there is a Jingyuan Token embedded in it, which is the same as the one in Ye Zang.
"Brother, if you are alive, where are you now..."
The sleeves and robes shook, Ma Yu swayed his majestic spiritual energy and rushed towards the mirror and jade, and in an instant the jade was Dense array textures appeared on the wall, and countless starlights drifted out from the array patterns, seeming to be connected with the countless stars in this small world. The glow penetrated the black curtain and was dazzling
The way of heaven is imperfect and the way of heaven is impermanent. The cycle of reincarnation is endless, and death and death are endless. If the flight attendant is too weak, sexual intercourse will make up for it.
Ma Yu finally built a Taoist platform and ranked among the real people. However, this matter has been distressing for him for most of his life. Mortal death disappears like smoke and returns to dust. The cultivators are trapped in this nine-layered heaven, so it is not like a prison.
It is said in Qi Men’s Heaven-Mending Technique that monks have a destiny astrolabe. In the bright and boundless starry sky, there are always a few inconspicuous stars that belong to you, and those stars that are shining brightly are yours. It symbolizes the most dazzling genius in this world.
The reason why Ma Yu has never given up looking for his senior brother is probably because his natal star position has not disappeared.
Hundreds of years ago, this senior brother's Jingyuan Token appeared out of thin air with a few rays of life. This made Ma Yu even more sure that his once talented senior brother was not dead.
I just don’t know where I went.
Whoosh!
In the distance, a figure stepped on the light of the moonlight, stepped through the air and fell into the Cloud Pavilion.
The woman's figure was erratic, as if the moonlight would dissipate in the next second. Her brows were as deep as the universe, and she bowed slightly to Ma Yu with her hands raised.
"I have met the master of the palace."
"No need to be more polite, just use this formation to deduce the direction as in previous years." Ma Yu said while brushing his Taoist robe and concentrating.
"Yes."
The woman said gently, and then she sat leisurely under the mirror and jade. Her slender jade fingers kept pinching out the seals, and the formation patterns prohibited the intake into the jade.
The scene became quiet, the woman closed her eyes slightly, opened her spiritual orifice on her forehead, and the spiritual energy spread like ripples along with the glow of the stars.
Five days have passed since this deduction.
Ma Yu stood in the Cloud Pavilion with his hands behind his hands, his brows slightly furrowed, and after a while he sighed with a slightly gloomy expression.
Since the day he became the master of this teaching hall, every time a disciple won the third title, he would use the hands of those disciples to set up a layer of essence array in the Jackdaw Spirit Cave, using this to deduce the fate of that senior brother. Position, including Ye Zang, there are now ten levels in total.
In the entire Jackdaw Spirit Cave, except for the Fairy Spirit Spring guarded by the Tianxuan Formation, he has explored almost every place, and he has not noticed even a breath.
After a few sticks of incense, Ma Yu no longer had hope.
However, at this time, the woman in white twitched her brows, opened her eyes slightly, and the essence token in the jade jade floated out a few qi.
……
Jackdaw Spirit Cave, Immortal Burial Stream.
The sneaky air whizzed past, endless, covering the world like a heavy fog. Under the dark sky, the roaring sound is endless.
Under the stone wall of the gorge, there is a cave that was apparently just opened not long ago. The entrance of the cave is blocked by a huge boulder. At this moment, a trace of brilliant purple energy seeps out of the cave, as if The lingering red fragrance is refreshing and contains a terrifying aura of killing.
Ye Zang was sitting cross-legged on the nine-jewel futon, with three swords hanging on his back. At the same time, he formed the Eternal Tuna Seal with his hands, circulated the Supreme Yuan Miao Heart Sutra, and swallowed the spirit essence sucked by the dragon. gas.
There seemed to be a roar coming from the Shenzang. It looked very stable from the outside, but it was turbulent inside at the moment.
The three fairy bridges ride over the spiritual sea, exuding bright golden light. The densely packed divine passages on them are shining slowly, and their sharp energy breaks through the chaotic clouds. The majestic spiritual energy poured down like heavy rain, constantly washing the fairy bridge.
Those magical passages became more radiant, and their power became more intense.
This practice lasted for five days.
The sword energy roared under Ye Zang's feet, and the spiritual consciousness and legal body surged above the spiritual sea, setting off huge waves of hundreds of feet, causing the spiritual energy in Shenzang to be restless. He recited the Taoist text silently and saw five-color marks emerging on the spiritual sea. The Great Heavenly Transformation Yuan Palm continued to fall with a crash, causing thousands of waves.
In this way, after a while, under the deep stream of the Linghai Sea, a ten-foot-long gilded fairy bridge finally rose up, with waves splashing and golden light shining everywhere.
Ye Zang immediately took out the Bahuang Liuhe Seal and stood at the end of the Immortal Bridge.
Today, this fairy bridge is two hundred and ninety feet deep. Xianqiao Daoxing is originally a realm for honing magical powers, so using spiritual power to practice Xianqiao Daoxing is ultimately a trick, and magical powers may feel weak.
Ye Zang knew this truth, so he accepted it as soon as he could, leaving two days to clean out the sneaky things in the Jackdaw Spirit Cave and stabilize his supernatural powers.
At this time, above the chaotic sky of Shenzang, the clouds and mists seemed to be dissipating, and wisps of purple air came from the east.
A huge bloody purple mansion is looming, like a mirage, with the door slightly ajar, and magic energy is restricted to float out.
"It's not yet time."
Ye Zang thought with slightly focused eyes. He has now built an Immortal Bridge of more than 290 feet. As long as he wants to, he can drive the Immortal Bridge to the Zi Mansion at any time. But it is obviously too early now. He has cultivated the entire spiritual sea, and the Immortal Bridge can be polished to three hundred feet long. Now that it leads to the Zi Mansion, the foundation will obviously be more stable. Otherwise, Zifu would not be able to withstand being burned by the strange fire, let alone achieve the golden elixir.
Boom!
Rising up with the sword energy, Ye Zang's sleeves and robes shook, and the majestic spiritual power rushed away. The slightly hidden secret realm of Zi Mansion suddenly closed again, the purple energy was restrained, and the glow gradually dissipate.
The radiant fairy bridge rides on the spiritual sea, suppressing the restless spiritual sea below. Then Ye Zang opened his eyes and exited the inner sight.
This fairy spring is really amazing. Ye Zang only practiced here for five days and built two more ten-foot fairy bridges. Preparing to kill some sneaks here and stabilize the magical power, Ye Zang planned to leave.
This place is different from other spiritual points. Ye Zang always feels a little scared, maybe because Ma Yu mentioned his senior brother. A disciple of the Immortal Bridge Realm disappeared quietly under the spiritual acupoint. As for where he went, the masters of the three halls are all real people. After searching for several days, they did not find even a trace of breath. This is unavoidable. It's too weird.
Thinking about it, Ye Zang flew across the sky with his sword, shook one arm, and the sword roared out to break through the sneaky aura.
The sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling sounded in the ears, and in the mist, countless monsters with ferocious looks came towards Ye Zang with their teeth and claws open to attack.
With a slap of his palm, Da Tian Hua Yuan Palm suppressed it and went away.
The five-color giant palm is full of domineering power. As the Taoism improves and the Immortal Bridge approaches perfection, Ye Zang's magical power becomes more and more powerful.
Under Ye Zang's huge spiritual palm, a shrill scream sounded out, and the densely packed ghost souls flew away.
The ghosts born in the Immortal Burial Stream are almost endless, and they can be killed endlessly. However, Ye Zang can use this to stabilize his magical power.
Half a day later, the Tianxuan Formation echoed like the ancient sound of a bell, and murderous intentions filled the sky emerged in the abyss under the stream. Immediately afterwards, Ye Zang heard a terrifying roar and scream, which was heartbreaking and painful, as if it was about to penetrate a person's heavenly spirit aperture, and Ye Zang couldn't help but stand on his hair.
After being polished by the Tianxuan Formation, the sneakiness visible to the naked eye was much less. Ye Zang took advantage of this to rest for a few sticks of incense, then stepped on the sword energy and continued to sharpen the divine passage method.
Until the next day, when Ye Zang looked inside at Shen Zang, the Taoist text on the Immortal Bridge was already very solid, and there was no sense of weakness anymore.
Just as he was about to activate the Jackdaw Order and leave this place, Ye Zang suddenly heard a crisp sound, like a porcelain bowl breaking on the ground. Ye Zang frowned and flew away after hearing the sound.
The movement came from the other side of the cliff. When Ye Zang arrived on the other side, he happened to see a yellowed essence token broken.
The majestic spiritual power came out, and the formation restrictions gradually dissipated.
Ye Zang raised his eyebrows and used his Dharma Eye to pierce through. This is also a Jingyuan Formation. It was probably set up by the former leader disciple under the commission of Ma Yu. The Jingyuan tokens are already turning yellow. It is obviously the first one set up thousands of years ago.
"The spiritual energy here is so strong, how could the formation break by itself..." Ye Zang squinted his eyes and looked around with a little hesitation. This is the Immortal Burial Stream, the place with the strongest spiritual energy in the entire divine religion, and it is more than enough to maintain hundreds of Tianxuan formations.
The wind was howling, the sky above the Jackdaw Spirit Cave was obscured by endless black mist, and the atmosphere in the Immortal Burial Stream was even more depressing. Ye Zang bent his palm and took a photo of the broken Jingyuan Token, carefully observing it with the Dharma Eye and the Acupuncture Island.
“Have you really seen a ghost?” Ye Zang’s face was solemn. He detected a wisp of energy in the broken Jingyuan Token. Although it was fleeting, it was still attracted by Ye Zang. Caught.
At this time, another clear voice sounded in the distance, and Ye Zang immediately fled away.
Another Jingyuan array was shattered, the token shattered, turned into powder and disappeared directly. Immediately afterwards, as planned, the essence formations arranged around the Immortal Burial Stream were shattered one after another.
Until the end, Ye Zang reached the tenth level. This Jingyuan Formation was set up by Ye Zang himself.
He looked intently at the trembling Jingyuan Token, which was restrained by the formation and was shaking like a frightened live rabbit. The Qi machine spread out like mist, swirling the sneaky air, blowing up hurricanes one after another!
Huhuhu——
The dark and sneaky aura covered people's eyes, Ye Zang's eyes were like torches, and suddenly his spiritual power burst out from his palm, and he shot towards the Jingyuan Token!
Whoosh!
When the token was about to break, Ye Zang restrained him forcefully, and then his spiritual consciousness penetrated into it like a flood.
I don’t know where, but within this originally calm Jingyuan Token, several powerful qi energy emerged, stirring like invisible snakes.
Ye Zang made a hunting sound in his black robe. In an instant, the divine treasure was opened wide, and the spiritual sea was hanging upside down. The domineering spiritual power overflowed, and the ultimate murderous aura filled the air, extinguishing the sneaky atmosphere around him. Isolated.
Using the acupuncture method with his fingers, Ye Zang held the Jingyuan token in his left hand, and with his right hand, he pinched out the Taoist method and struck at the eye of the Jingyuan formation.
After just ten breaths, the Jingyuan Formation suddenly erupted like a volcanic crater. Countless strands of formation patterns flew out. They circled the sky like big eagles. The restraints were invisible. Ye Zang could only observe them carefully when he had cultivated his Dharma Eyes.
Clapping his palms, Ye Zang suppressed the Jingyuan Token in his right hand again in the Juntian position, and then vigorously activated the Jingyuan Formation restriction.
In an instant, those restrictions were heading to the northwest.
Ye Zang's face darkened, he thought for a few breaths and then walked away. The Jingyuan Formation did not stop him from wandering around like a headless fly like before. Obviously, the formation had determined the location of the Jingyuan Master.
“I want to see what is causing the demon!”
The owner of this Jingyuan token disappeared into the spiritual cave thousands of years ago, but at this moment, Qi energy burst out from the token.
After traveling a hundred miles, a trench appeared in front of Ye Zang.
It is about thirty feet wide, not sure how deep it is, and stretches for several miles. The dark mud is like a swimming black snake, flowing in the ditch, with strange and strange shapes crawling in it, teeth and claws, and it looks extremely penetrating.
Densely packed with unknown numbers, like ants on a hot pot.
They made low hoarse sounds and tried desperately to climb to the shore. However, the trench seemed to have a broken forbidden circle, oppressing them, leaving these sneaks dormant in the mud of the trench, with their hands and feet restricted. .
After Ye Zang walked along the trench for several miles, he bypassed this place and followed the Jingyuan Formation to search for it.
Half an hour later.
The sound of pattering water seemed to be heard in my ears, and black fog filled the air in the distance. According to the markings on the Lingjian map, this should be the location of the Xuanjing Heiyao Stele in the northwest.
Ye Zang squinted his eyes slightly, opened his Dharma Eyes to pierce through the black fog, and vaguely saw a gorge behind it, and the sound of water came from there.
With every move, he stepped on the sword energy and flew away.
Breaking through the black fog, the scenery in front of me changed and I came to a valley.
The sound of rushing water, a gushing waterfall hanging down from the entrance of the gorge, the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, the green grass on the ground is extremely moist, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers comes from the waterfall. This place is like an oasis in the desert, an unexpected paradise.
(End of this chapter)