Song Xing: I am cultivating immortals in Qingcheng Mountain

Chapter 515: A Shot Breaks Time, Half a Step into the Godly World
"Squeak!"

With the sound of a door being pushed open, Tang Lian and the other two walked in and finally saw the true appearance of the house.

The room was brightly lit, as if it were daytime. A few people looked around and found several fist-sized luminous pearls around the walls. Such luxury made them, who had never worried about money, astounded.

What catches the eye is a ground paved with bluestone slabs, inlaid with the Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram. At the Yang Fish Eye stands a purple copper crane-shaped incense burner, with a Ganoderma lucidum in its beak. Curling green smoke overflows from the holes in the Ganoderma lucidum, condensing into all kinds of illusions on the dome.

In the middle of the hall is an eighteen-panel pearwood screen, each of which is pierced by sword energy, and the direction of the cracks coincides with the directions of the eight trigrams. There are fragments of colored glaze embedded in the broken parts, and when light penetrates, it projects the shadows of the sixty-four hexagrams of the Book of Changes on the ground.

At the head of the hall was a long table made of wood struck by lightning, the wood grain was burnt black like dragon scales, on the table were tortoise shells, yarrow, and a half-roll of the yellowed Lianshan Yi. In the corner of the table was a bronze candlestick cast in the shape of an epiphyllum, the unburned wick spontaneously emitting a faint golden glow.

Further west was a separate study room, with the entire west wall of bookshelves suspended by a formation, bamboo slips and silk books moving without wind, extremely mysterious. The inkstone on the elm desk was made of meteorite iron, filled with silver-white star sand. Tang Lian seemed to have discovered the mystery, and he lifted the brush and moved it lightly. When the un-inked wolf-hair brush tip touched the sand, the sand formed a miniature model of the Qianlan City.

Such a mysterious method stunned Lei Wujie who was following beside him. It was true that he had seen Taoist people, but this was the first time he had seen someone as skilled as Li Qingxuan.

There was a black iron sword stand on the east wall, but at this moment the stand was empty, leaving only a sword mark deeply embedded in the wall. The edge of the mark was charred black as if it had been burned by a raging fire, and below it were two lines of small characters engraved on the blue bricks: "The sword is broken and the flower withers, the way exists between life and death".

The three of them walked around the room for a while, feeling very curious. These things were almost impossible to see outside, even in Apocalypse City. However, as time went by, their mood became a little depressed, because so far, they had not found any inheritance of martial arts.

"Perhaps this is just a place for Li Qingxuan to rest temporarily."

Sikong Qianluo and Lei Wujie were also a little disappointed. After all, they came here for the opportunity in the first place, and now that the opportunity was gone, they were inevitably disappointed.

As they walked, the three of them had arrived at the last place here. This should be a quiet room for cultivation. There was a cushion on the ground. The murals on the wall had begun to fade, but some things could be roughly seen. It should be a river in the painting.

Lei Wujie slipped and kicked away the cushion beside him, and saw an incredibly magical scene.

The transparent glazed floor under the cushion contained a stream of red magma, which projected a meridian diagram on the ground when it surged. Without the cover of the cushion, this meridian diagram was projected into the air, looking extremely mysterious.

"Big Brother, Senior Sister, look!"

When Tang Lian and Sikong Qianluo heard Lei Wujie's words, they turned around quickly, and then they also saw the meridian running diagram.

The three of them took a quick look at it for a while and felt that their perception of the outside world had become more delicate. At this time, they knew that this meridian circulation diagram was a secret method.

The three of them then suppressed their ecstasy and began to comprehend this secret method.

About two incense sticks of time passed before the three of them opened their eyes one after another.

The meridian diagram that appeared in the air slowly dissipated, leaving only a line of words, but it only lasted less than ten breaths before slowly dissipating.

"Taiyi Qingxuan Gong."

Sikong Qianluo let out a breath slowly, revealing the true nature of the martial arts they had comprehended before.

"This method can purify the power of the soul."

After some realization, Tang Lian and the other two felt their mouths dry. The biggest obstacle between the Free and Easy Heaven Realm and the Divine Wandering Mysterious Realm is the power of artistic conception, and the power of the soul is the key to it.

It can be said that the Taiyi Qingxuan Gong is a martial art that is enough to drive those sects outside crazy. Even those who are in the realm of mystery will probably be tempted.

Just as the three were still immersed in great joy, suddenly, the walls around them were scorching white light. Before the three could react, their souls were suddenly pulled into a mysterious space.

At the edge of a cliff, Sikong Qianluo saw a man in a green robe. He was sitting cross-legged with his back to him, and in front of him was the boundless ocean.

"Is the senior Li Qingxuan?"

The opponent's magical power was so close to the Tao that Sikong Qianluo was very cautious.

But then the other party's reaction was very strange. He seemed not to have seen Sikong Qianluo. He just sat there by himself, staring at the sea in front of him. Sikong Qianluo called out a few more times, and found that the other party was still motionless. She frowned, so she took a bold step towards him. When she walked to his side and saw his profile, he still didn't move even a little bit.

In the end, Sikong Qianluo even had the courage to wave his hand in front of the green-robed man. Seeing that the other party still did not react, Sikong Qianluo put his hand under the other party's nose.

"Not breathing?"

Sikong Qianluo's expression changed slightly, and she immediately put her hand on the other person's shoulder. Then something surprising happened again. Her hand actually passed through the other person's body.

Standing in place, Sikong Qianluo's eyes began to flicker wildly. She could guess that what she was seeing should be a phantom, but this phantom was too real, so she did not notice it for a moment.

"What is this place?"

Sikong Qianluo glanced around. The place was not big, so she tried to walk down the cliff, but once she was out of the cliff, she could not move forward.

After a fruitless attempt, Sikong Qianluo walked back again, and then sat down beside him, imitating the other party. Although this place was a bit strange, she did not sense any malice. These Taoist methods were very mysterious. With the mentality of making the best of what has happened, she also imitated the other party and began to look at the boundless sea below the cliff.

The moment she calmed down and concentrated, she was surprised to find that the sea in front of her had changed. The sun rises in the east and sets in the west, which is the law of nature, but in the sea in front of her, the flow of time was much faster, and in the end she felt as if she was in another world.

She had never had such an experience before.

"Time flies like an arrow."

Sikong Qianluo's pupils shrank. This was the first sentence she heard from the other party since she came here. She subconsciously looked at the man in green robe sitting beside her.

At some point, a flower appeared in the other person's hand, a white Epiphyllum.

"Who knows that a hundred years of time is just a passing moment, and the sea changes into mulberry fields in the long river of time, not just in the blink of an eye."

Sikong Qianluo frowned, her eyes sparkling with light. If she had not had the previous experience of watching the sea, she might not have understood these words at all, but with that experience before.

This gave her a deeper understanding of the word time, and her state of mind also underwent a tremendous change.

"The night-blooming cereus withers as soon as it blooms."

As he was talking, the man in green robe suddenly had a gun in his hand, a very ordinary gun.

Then he stabbed out with his gun.

At this moment, Sikong Qianluo only had this gunshot in his eyes. With this gunshot, time seemed to be reversed, and between the blooming and withering of the ephemeral flower, only a moment of beauty remained.

"do you understand?"

A chill rushed straight to her head, and the aura in Sikong Qianluo's body seemed to be blessed by great power. The shackles of the Great Free and Easy Heaven Realm could no longer trap her at all. The gun intent rolled violently, and when she came to her senses, she found that she had been teleported back to the courtyard.

Feeling the changes in his body, Sikong Qianluo shook the silver moon in his hand slightly, and the speed of his gun increased dozens of times. The shadow of the gun seemed to overlap in time and space, and it was extremely fast.

"This is??"

"Half-step fugue."

Standing there with his gun put away, recalling the previous scene, Sikong Qianluo couldn't help but sigh softly.

"One shot breaks time, what a domineering shot."

(End of this chapter)