Chapter 345: Going Deeper
The ripples caused by the sound of the pot disappeared when it hit the wall.
This was the first time Li Chuan encountered such a situation. It seemed that this secret room was indeed very safe.
He calmly sank into the sound of the pot.
Gong.
Ripples surged up, and he was wrapped in the surging ripples, feeling that something was changing where he was. He observed the change. He has used it many times, but every time before, he was in a hurry to deal with something or solve something. At other times, he did not dare to use the word "yong" in pictures. So much so that at this moment, he could observe all the changes in the process in detail and completely for the first time.
During the surge, the hidden barriers gradually melted away, and the edges of the boundary became blurred. He passed through the invisible barrier and continued to immerse himself in it, going deep into the mist of different shades. The mist surrounded his body, and some things separated from his body, and then gathered again.
He is constantly being decomposed, and at the same time, he is constantly returning, just like ripples rising and swinging back.
Li Chuan suddenly realized this.
He has entered the abyss of the heart.
This time, there was no dark river or the woman beside the dark river, only darkness and clouds of mist. Li Chuan floated along the ripples in the mist, constantly looking for yellow flocs, but after floating for a long time, he couldn't see any yellow at all. And as he continued to sink, sinking deeper and deeper, even the mist became thinner.
Li Chuan listened to the sound of the pot and continued to sink deeper and darker.
......
In the secret room, Wen Guying stood next to Li Chuan with his whisk in his arms. When he looked carefully, he could see that he was not standing on the ground, but his feet were floating in the air. There was a shimmer of light floating all over the body, as if it was avoiding the surging ripples.
He suddenly turned his head, and then saw Gong Wuguang's figure emerging in front of him.
Gong Wuguang changed into a green robe, looking more like a monk.
Wen Guying saw that the robe was made of shadow silk and was embroidered with dark patterns. He glanced at it and recognized several charms that could clear the heart and strengthen the spirit.
Wen Guying noticed something was wrong, and he asked directly: "Gong Wuguang, with your level of cultivation, you won't be so afraid of Xinyuan." His eyes slowly moved from the black jade stone in front of him. He scanned the wall and saw the seal hidden in it, and said: "This secret room... did you refine it in order to cope with the surging power in the boundary? Did you expect this day?"
"That's not the case," Gong Wuguang denied, saying, "I'm different from you, I'm just a casual cultivator. Before I reached my realm, there were many sects that classified me as an evil cultivator."
Gong Wuguang slowly narrated: "When I was young, I obtained a secret technique. After using it, I can reach an unknown place. By visualizing there, I can easily break through the realm and even become an immortal instantly."
"Which secret technique did you use?" Wen Guying asked.
“It’s used.” Gong Wuguang said.
"What happened?" Wen Guying asked.
Gong Wuguang said: "At that time, I was seriously injured and on the verge of death. I was hiding in a dry well, and the monk who injured me was nearby. I had no other choice. Knowing that there was something wrong with the secret method, I could only Give it a try."
"I used the secret technique. From that moment on, all the methods I learned in the past became ridiculous, not only crude and naive, but also full of mistakes."
"I didn't hesitate at that time, and immediately understood the correct cultivation method revealed in it, easily broke through the realm, suppressed the injury, and escaped from the dry well in a hurry. After that, I used the secret method several times and understood many strange secret methods. The last time, I suddenly felt fear."
"What happened?" Wen Guying asked. "I discovered once again that the cultivation methods I learned before were full of mistakes." Gong Wuguang replied, "So I faced a dilemma: if I stop using secret techniques, my cultivation will be different. There is no possibility of a breakthrough, but if I continue to comprehend in that unknown place, I will never find my own path."
Gong Wuguang looked at where he was sitting. Li Chuan in the room.
The pearly light like the full moon hazily enveloped Li Chuan's body, seeming to float with the rhythm of the pot sound.
Gong Wuguang said: "So I abandoned my cultivation and started all over again, and I never used that secret technique again."
"As a casual cultivator, I had no teachers to ask for advice, and no brothers to discuss with. It wasn't until a thousand years ago that I knew that the place of knowledge was the abyss of the heart, and that there was a higher place above the fairy world."
"So I realized that I had to do it again before ascending. Facing the unknown place, overcome my fear."
Wen Guying sighed softly and said: "The abyss of the heart is the beginning and the end. Thousands of paths are reflected in it, even for immortals. Indulging in it will shake the Taoist heart, dissolve the Tao, and eventually lead to decline and death. It is not easy for Taoist friends to make decisions when their cultivation is low."
He then said: "Li. Brother Li has no cultivation and does not understand any cultivation techniques, so he will not be fooled by the illusion in his heart. But I... I have cooperated with Brother Li many times, and as long as the sound of the pot does not stop, I can maintain it. A little clarity.”
Wen Guying looked at Gong Wuguang and said, "So, I will follow Li Chuan in. You will protect us."
Gong Wuguang shook his head and said, "I'm ready."
Wen Guying said: "Then let's go."
After saying that, he closed his eyes, and the glimmer of light on his body melted into the ripples, passed through the barrier, and sank into the abyss of his heart.
Gong Wuguang stood for a while longer.
The sound of the pot was gentle, and his heart calmed down. Just like the casual cultivator thousands of years ago who had low cultivation and was in a desperate situation, he calmly tried every conceivable method until the last one.
......
Li Chuan sank into darkness. In the darkness, he seemed to be able to see some things clearly, such as the mist above, and the ripples of the sound of a pot slowly appearing. The warmth of the past should be related to the figure of Gong Wuguang.
After Wen Guying stabilized his body, he looked around and said: "There seems to be no White Walkers here."
"No, maybe...maybe the position we opened is not right this time. ?" Li Chuan guessed and said, "We have encountered strange ghosts several times before, so...maybe we need to spend some time and search extensively?"
"It's possible." Wen Guying raised his head and caught a glimpse of Gong Wuguang's serious face. He asked, "Friend Gong, what did you see?"
Gong Wuguang did not answer immediately. He looked wherever he could Write down everything you can see, and then say: "Mist, fog Qi dissolves everything that sinks into the abyss of the heart, and it itself is constantly dissolving itself... Occasionally, it will take on some meaning, but those meanings are meaningless to the mist and the abyss of the heart."
"The meaning is also dissolving." Wen Guying said.
"Yes, but if there is a monk who happens to be staring into the abyss of his heart at that moment, the meaning will be projected into the monk's soul as an illusion." Gong Wuguang said, "It is like a mark. , the people who are engraved will one day come here and melt here.”
(End of this chapter)