Those years of farming in the mountains

Chapter 247 Spiritual Inscription
Winter is approaching, and the mountains this year seem to be a bit colder than in previous years.

Last night there was a drizzle of goose feathers, icicles hung from the eaves, and the wind and snow on the top of the mountain came to the world with the howling and whimpering wind.The bright sun of the previous few days has disappeared, as if the world has changed, suddenly like a night, and the cold wind blows everywhere.

In the wind, there is the sound of bells and bells reciting.

According to the prestige, I saw that one big and two young were sitting on the futon, holding corners to each other.

The two children are Dao boys, divided into male and female, each wearing a green shirt with a lining body, covered with fine fleece.His complexion is dignified and solemn, his small body is meticulously straightened, and he remains motionless.

The ruddy face was tense for a long time, and she opened her mouth slowly.

Although the childishness is not lost, it is cadenced, with the unique clarity of young people.

"...The emperors of the heavens of the ten directions will meet in the Hall of Yuxu Nine Lights, the Hall of Xiao Miluo, and the Room of Ziji Qumi."

"Heavenly Lord sits, reciting cave chapters, and the emperors of the heavens often chant. Cainv Xianmei, Cainv... dishes... uh, fresh..."

Snapped!
"Cai Nv Xianmei, surrounded by scattered flowers. Multiple phases lead, play in the Emerald Palace, and the group of immortals guides forward." (Note)
The small hands in front of He He's belly trembled, and he wanted to cover his head. Finally, under the watchful eyes of the Taoist who was sitting cross-legged in front of him, the little Taoist boy let out a whimper and forced himself to hold back. He could only stare at the girl next to him. Eye.

whee.

The girl continued to read, with her hair tied up in a small head raised slightly, and the corners of her lips were outlined with a bit of cuteness.

On the side, the Taoist saw the attitude of the two children, neither angry nor angry, he held the Taoist book and read it, only occasionally when the boy made a mistake in reciting, he would roll up the book in his hand and tap on the boy's forehead.

The two children alternated, you said a word to me, and soon I recited most of the Taoist scriptures.

At this moment, the boy got stuck again, faltering for a while and blushing.

The Taoist got angry, and said with a smile: "Qingwen, you are only focused on making small movements, and your mind is impetuous. Later, I will go to the back pavilion to take the six classics of Taoism, and I will copy them a hundred times."

"I don't dare! I don't dare."

"Hee hee, brother...Senior brother, stupid! Slightly—"

Snapped!
"The same goes for Qingling, copy it ten times, and go to the back pavilion with your senior brother."

As soon as the words fell, the male boy immediately smiled, and the girl pursed her lips, puffing up her cheeks to plead for love.

"Grandpa beard...Master, can you not go, Qingling will carry it, the dragon flag flutters, fluttering in space. Gather at the Jade Brahma Seven Treasures Stage..."

The Taoist was unmoved.

"It's just thinking about Tong'er, you know, otherwise you'll copy it a hundred times instead of just ten times. Okay, don't play around anymore, calm down, concentrate on reciting, and breathe out after reciting, and practice self-concept and Zhengyuan Yin Qi formula."

"Oh...I see."

The two boys looked at each other speechlessly, reluctantly moved their bodies and continued to recite.

The whistling of the wind poured into the Taoist platform, one big and two small sat still.Gradually, the sound of childish recitation rose and fell in the mountains and fields again.

……

Qingtai Mountain, Cloud Crane View.

"How to eat this thing?"

Looking at the red flesh in his palm, a familiar smell of gasoline awakened the dusty memories in Chen Yu's mind.

Is insight wrong?
He was helpless about this, but he didn't really want to eat something that obviously wouldn't taste good.

But the technique cannot be faked, and the feedback information clearly told him that the fiery red pulp can indeed be taken, not only non-toxic, but also can contain a trace of anger.

And that's exactly what he lacks now.

"The fragments transformed in the lower dantian are sealed into the heart, and they have begun to change again in the past few days."

Recently, I have been sorting out all kinds of matters at hand, including exercises, formulas, concepts of practice, and the transformation of the physical body into Dzogchen. Some things that I wanted to do but couldn't do before can now be tried.

In addition to these, Chen Yu took out all the things on the two wooden shelves in the utility room, planning to clean them up.

Before he could finish his work, there was a new movement at the place where the fragments were contained in the heart—most of the strange energy that was originally brewing here was scattered when the lower dantian was broken, but there were still remnants, perhaps caused by the fragments. After a certain reaction, something that seemed real and unreal began to emerge from the fragments.

Lingering and fluttering inside and outside the heart, tightly held by the connection of flesh and blood, flying and swaying like catkins.

Chen Yu tried to dispel it with mana, but unexpectedly strengthened the opponent, making the originally weak phantom a little more lustrous, and it began to become real!
The appearance of the phantom made him devote more energy to his heart, trying to figure out what this thing was.However, I haven't been able to figure it out until now.

However, it is not without gains, how can the illusion be put aside for the time being, the inner inscription method of the spiritual script that has been shelved for a long time has shown some usefulness in this exploration.

The inner inscription of the spiritual script actually refers to engraving the spiritual script on the viscera - I had this idea at the beginning, and tried it as early as the period of the inner energy pattern before the spiritual script, and later in order to solve the gap between the inner mansion and the flesh and blood membrane. The gap between them made Dzogchen happen, and then they stopped.

Chen Yu concentrated, and a spiritual text flew out of the heart quickly, hanging in the right ventricle.

The symbol that should have been pure green seems to have been rendered by something, and it is a little more cherry red, which is set off like a flame.

The movement didn't stop, and with the surge of thoughts, one after another spiritual texts were drilled out of the flesh chamber, gathered together, and finally combined into a familiar structure under his control.

Blue Flame Technique!
Or rather, some kind of simplified version.

Unnecessary and too cumbersome links between spiritual texts were eliminated, and the nodes were distributed on the flesh and blood, relying on the primordial blood, thus saving a lot of space.

However, it can be used, but the effect of the operation is not so ideal.

At this moment, his thoughts turned, and a flame flowed out from his fingertips, gathering into a small group of blue liquid in his palm like a bubbling clear spring.

The airflow boiled around, and the cold wind was blown away, mixed with a little warmth.

It is far from the complete Qingyan technique.

Turning it off with a wave of his hand, he buried himself in the study.I never thought of giving up this method.Different from the original one, the transformed physical body seems to have undergone many changes, especially the strange energy that has not been understood so far, which has given rise to many internal organs with many characteristics that have not been seen in other parts.

For example, Lingwen does not disperse.

Chen Yu was amazed that spiritual power is not spiritual power, which can be maintained in the body, not to mention that even the spiritual power buried in the body will also overflow and dissipate under the large filter effect, but the speed is extremely slow.

So far, he has not found a place where there is no filter for extraordinary power.

Inner Scene, Beyond the Sky, Above the Sky, Niwan...

The great filter of heaven and earth permeates everything, and there is nowhere to escape.

Only slowing effect.And the best place to preserve the spiritual power is not the physical body, but the Niwan Palace.As for the mana, it will also dissipate, but it is much slower than other extraordinary powers, and it is not as good as one percent of his daily food and beverage Xiaguang.And this transcript is still decreasing with the growth of the cyan light group in the body and the increase of mana intensity.

Spiritual text is different again, it is a means, not a certain kind of power, he outlines it with spirit and mana, if it is not inscribed on plants, trees, stones and other inherent things, it will collapse very quickly.

However, right now, there is not even one spiritual text floating in the heart chamber, and several of them are synthesized into spells, which can still last forever!
Could this be the way of the future... Chen Yu's eyes surged and he pondered for a long time, unable to make a judgment.

The past few days have been sorted out and sorted out.She still doesn't know anything about the realm after Fan Xia.

Introducing spirituality into the body and strengthening mana, this step began after he entered in October last year, and he is still doing it until now, and it has become his daily homework similar to "Yunhe Gong".

Rain or shine.

But progress cannot be said to be great.At least there has been no obvious change in mana, he can feel that it is still accumulating until now.

In addition, Chen Yu faintly felt something was wrong.

"Whether it's planning for a rainy day or worrying about nothing, I always feel that it's not a good thing to go too far with the spirit."

In other words, spirit, body, and spirituality are the cornerstones of his practice. The first two have made great progress, but the last one has always been a shortcoming, so he is a little uneasy.

Strengthening spirituality... He muttered a few words in a low voice, turned his head and stopped thinking, and focused on the burning fruit next to his hand.

Fury, this is his name for those cherry red things clinging to the spirit script in his heart.Every time I let go of the perception, I can feel the faint restlessness.

It is precisely because of this that even the simplified version of the Qingyan Technique with a large number of structures removed can still release enough heat to cause burns.

The temperature is much lower than that of the full version, but the fluctuation inside remains the same, even more explosive.

He speculated that this change came from that unknown force, or fragments?In short, it is a positive side.

However, the anger was weak, and it only dyed the spiritual text in the chamber very lightly.

When Chen Yu discovered that the gasoline-flavored fruit named Burning Fruit in his hand could strengthen the anger, his thoughts gradually increased.

It is impossible to eat, the smell of gasoline is too strong, fortunately there is an extraction technique, you can extract the essence and take it, if the taste is also not flattering, it is a big deal to reconcile it.

"How about some juice?"

……

The practice of spells cannot be done overnight, and the same is true for the inner inscription of the spiritual text and the cultivation of fire energy. They all need time to ponder, so as not to make mistakes.

Even if his physical body is now comparable to gold and iron, he really doesn't want to ruin it repeatedly.

On January 21, Yuanshen finally absorbed all the silver mist and consolidated his spiritual power.Chen Yu put down the things in his hands, and was very satisfied after feeling the fullness of the soul now. It should be stable after a trip to the interior scene.

So the furnace was opened to refine a few Gushen Pills, and the ointment was exhausted. This thing can somewhat reduce the mental wear and tear in the interior scene.

On that day, he wrapped his body in silver light, entered the void from the Taoist temple, and went straight to the four-color mist.

Zi la la!
The corrosion is still the same, and the Yuanshen penetrates into it. This time, the outer body is covered with a coat made of mangosteen silver, which blocks a lot of corrosion, and saves a lot of effort when walking.

Not long after, a sky-reaching wall was looming in the sea of ​​rays of light. He leaned over without hesitation, unleashed his majestic spiritual power, and cut a corner of the foggy wall with one hand, and the Yuanshen body turned into a golden light and jumped into it.

The cramped flight didn't last long, and a streak of gray and strange colors came from afar.

The export has arrived.

This time, Chen Yu didn't consume much.

The Gushen Pill continued to exert its medicinal power, and the golden light trembled for a while, and then bloomed in a gray and lonely world.

"Finally out!"

Is this the interior location in Pingcheng?

As a newcomer, he looked around and found that there seemed to be no difference from the interior scene on Qingtai Mountain. The only difference might be the size of the area.

This interior location is undoubtedly much larger than that of the Taoist temple, covering almost the entire Xicheng District.

Not far away, a pavilion stands tall, and in a more distant position, there are several tall buildings.

Chen Yu identified it carefully, and recognized a two-story small building on the innermost side, and on the edge of the small building was the place where he used to live - Chengyu Courtyard.

As for the small building, I remember that Taoist Jiang took him there, and it was the place where he discussed Taoism with many Taoist peers.

As for the other courtyards and pavilions, they should be owned by Zhengyuan Temple.

It's a pity that Lingmin Fangtai Pavilion was not covered, otherwise he really wanted to go in and have a look.

It's not for stealing books—spiritual power can't turn things out of the world.Unless it is relying on silver cents, but this will be extra troublesome.

"By the way, I seem to have heard from Daoist Jiang that the Lingmin Fangtai Pavilion is open to outsiders from the Zhengyuan Temple, and the truly precious scriptures and classics are all in another place."

Shan Yaxuan.

Chen Yu remembered the name, and searched for the Yuanshen body after a while, but there was none.

It seems that the coverage of the inner scene has also not involved the place where the scriptures are stored.

Not knowing where to go, he simply went back to the street, Pingcheng is different from Shiya, even though Ladong is approaching, there are still many pedestrians walking along the promenade, some people hawk and some people play together.

And all this excitement has never been reflected in the interior scenes.

It seems that it is really just a reflection here. Chen Yu swims among the crowd, and the soul touches it, unable to shake it at all.

After observing for a while, I felt the mental power in the body decrease at an extremely fast rate. Obviously, because the distance is too far, even if it can be controlled freely, the mental consumption is too great.

After thinking about it, he flew up, and his perception enveloped a large area around him.

"No? Or is it too hidden?"

The secret treasure of the inner scene was also one of the goals this time, but Chen Yu was not discouraged if he couldn't find it at the moment. If he failed once, he would come a few more times.

For now, he has another thing to try before returning.

When the mind was fluctuating, a crack opened in front of the Yuanshen body, and while the light and heat were transmitted, there were also huge distracting thoughts far beyond Qingtai Mountain rushing like a wave.

There was no time to dodge, the Yuanshen body that fell from the sky flew away in an instant, instinctively avoiding these disordered thoughts towards a place where there are fewer people.

"It's careless!"

Chen Yu, who turned into a little golden man, had no choice but to miscalculate this time. He wanted to try some ideas, but he didn't expect that there were so many ideas in the crowd, several times that of the mountain!

It may be able to hold on for a short period of time, but the consumption of mental power is real, and if it drags on, it will definitely not be able to return.

He hurried away and did not stay where he was.

As for entering the void... It is too difficult for the primordial spirit to leave the body, and it needs a relatively stable environment to do it, which is not suitable for the city.

go to the mountains!
Not far outside the city, a mountain that was a little smaller than Qingtai Mountain came into his eyes, and the golden light that ordinary people couldn't see flickered across the sky, and flew away...

(End of this chapter)