Martial Arts and Longevity: Starting from the Spiritual Beast Picture

Chapter 312 The Way of Heaven
Of the eleven monks who returned home to visit relatives this time, four of them were disciples who entered the sect for the first year.

Zongmen distributed two spirit stones and some money to each person.

In the small world, the aura is thin, and the spirit stones are used to maintain daily cultivation, and the money is used for expenses on the road.

"This time you reply to Chijie, you must be cautious in your words and deeds."

On the spirit boat, Elder Wu said to Zhao Lin and the others solemnly.

"Your identities are different now. When you left the small world, you were mortals, one of the sentient beings in the small world."

"But now, you are monks and no longer belong to the small world, and the heavens there will not recognize you."

"So try not to use spells, especially offensive and defensive spells, otherwise it will be troublesome if you arouse the wrath of the heavens. In addition, don't casually disclose the matter of cultivating the Tao to others."

"Yes, elder."

"Elder, we understand."

Zhao Lin and others responded one after another.

The way back is the opposite of the way you came here, first take a small spirit boat, then transfer to a large battleship, and finally arrive at the entrance of the small world.

The entrance of the small world is located in the corner of South Hezhou. It is a flat barren hill, overgrown with weeds. It looks ordinary, but when you get close, you can clearly sense the mana fluctuations.

Everyone got off the battleship and waited in front of the barren hill.

Zhao Lin used the Qi Watching Technique and saw a thin layer of white mist covering the area for miles around.

Strictly speaking, the small world is not part of the Xuanyuan Continent, but is in the same space, overlapping each other.

The monks in the Xuanyuan Continent used magic to detect the small world and opened up the entrance to the small world, which connected the two worlds together.

After waiting for half a day, a white light suddenly flew out from the circle.

Zhao Lin looked closely, and vaguely saw that the yellow light was a talisman, which was exactly the same as the "light-guiding talisman" released by the garrison monks a year ago.

"It seems that the small world is ready, and I will send someone to pick it up."

Who will open the magic circle?

As soon as this idea came to Zhao Lin's mind, four monks in red appeared in the barren hills without warning, holding array disks, array flags, array pestles and other magic tools in their hands.

Several disciples who returned to their hometown for the first time were taken aback, but Elder Wu and the old disciples all looked calm, as if they were not surprised at all.

Seeing this, several people guessed that the monk in red was the one who controlled the magic circle, so they stood silently watching from the sidelines.

The four monks in red nodded to Elder Wu, then dispersed, standing on the four corners of the magic circle, waving the magic weapons in their hands, continuously casting magic power.

After a while, the space fluctuated, and a crack several feet long was suddenly opened in the magic circle.

The crack opened wider and wider, gradually turning into a black hole, and the air flow in the hole surged like a huge whirlpool.

boom!
Hundreds of spiritual energy burst out from the ground, gathered into a stream, and poured into the vortex.

"This is stimulating the underground spiritual veins and pouring spiritual energy into the small world."

Zhao Lin thought to himself.

"Come on board."

Elder Wu gave an order to lead everyone back on board the battleship.

The battleship started slowly, quickly entered the black hole, and flew at an astonishing speed in the space rift.

Not long after, the clouds and mist gradually parted, and through the window of the cabin, Sanshan Island appeared at the feet of everyone.

"Finally back!"

The battleship landed slowly, and everyone walked out of the cabin one by one. A disciple beside Zhao Lin sighed.

But soon, the disciple's expression changed, and he shouted: "It seems that the spiritual power can't be driven."

Elder Wu glanced back at him, and said in a deep voice, "Be calm and don't be impatient."

Zhao Lin didn't speak, but he also felt the same way.

There seems to be an invisible pressure between the heaven and the earth, and the innate spiritual aperture in the body seems to be blocked by something.

This feeling seems familiar. I recalled it, and I had the same experience when I entered Fangshi a few days ago.

"It turns out that this is Heaven's suppression of monks."

Everyone got off the flying boat and saw three garrison monks standing on the top of the mountain.

The garrison monks were surrounded by more than 30 boys and girls.

"There are so many cultivation seeds this year!"

Elder Wu had a look of surprise on his face.

"God bless me to become the Huazong. Fortunately, I fulfilled my mission. This year, there are a total of 36 people with spiritual roots."

The resident monks were still the three from last year, and they all stepped forward and said respectfully.

Zhao Lin took a glance, and there was no one he knew among the teenagers.

"Not bad."

Elder Wu stroked his beard and looked at the group of teenagers with a smile.

The leading resident monk introduced to the young people: "This is the foundation-building monk, who is responsible for welcoming everyone into the sect, Master Wu."

"I met Uncle Wu."

The teenagers stepped forward to salute one after another.

After the two sides exchanged pleasantries for a while, the oldest monk among the monks who came back to visit relatives clasped his fists and said, "Elder Wu, three fellow Taoists, we will not stay longer when we come back to visit relatives."

"Let's walk slowly, goodbye." The three garrison monks cupped their hands.

"Be careful, be sure to come back here on the night after the [-]th, don't miss it!"

Elder Wu exhorted.

"Yes!"

Zhao Lin and others saluted one after another, and then ran down the mountain together.

Back in the mortal world, everyone dared not use spells lightly, but jumped and ran in the mountains and forests with their bodies stronger than mortals.

Zhao Lin had martial arts in his body, so he didn't dare to use it too much.

At this time, all the vitality in his body has been replaced with spiritual energy, and his strength is certainly stronger, but martial arts are no longer mortal martial arts.

In other words, if Zhao Lin fights with the warriors here, if he uses the spiritual power in his body, it will have the same effect as casting a spell.

Sanshan Island is not big, and it didn't take long for everyone to come to the beach.

There was already a ferry waiting by the sea, and the boatman was a mortal hired by the monks who spent a lot of money.

Because it had been explained earlier, the boatmen didn't say much, and they rowed desperately as soon as they got on the boat.

In less than two hours, everyone was sent to the shore.

"Take care, everyone, and see you later."

Half a month's vacation, deducting road wear and tear, really didn't have many days. Everyone was eager to return home, so they said hello and left.

Zhao Lin rushed back day and night, only finding time to rest for an hour or two every day, and arrived at Yongning City on the border of Dayue in less than two days and nights.

Entering Yongning City, but seeing the bustling crowd, it seemed no different from when he left, Zhao Lin finally relaxed.

His state of mind at this time is quite different from before. He is a little more comfortable and leisurely, and he can look at the personnel and affairs here from the perspective of a bystander.

"Looking at Qi is not an offensive and defensive spell, so Tiandao shouldn't care about it?"

Zhao Lin's heart skipped a beat, and he used the Qi Watching Technique.

Although the spiritual orifice is suppressed, the spiritual power can still be used, but it is much more difficult than before.

As soon as the Qi Wang technique was released, they immediately saw a light cluster above everyone's head.

"These light clusters are indeed the vitality of mortals."

On the day when Zhao Lin broke through the Xiantian Realm, he could see the light clusters above the heads of ordinary people, exactly the same as what he sees now.

After half a cup of tea, he suddenly felt a tightness in his spiritual orifice, a pressure descended from the sky, and his spiritual power became extremely sluggish.

"It won't work if you use it for a while, it's too strict!"

Zhao Lin sighed bitterly, put away the spell, and suddenly figured it out.

The way of heaven is not people, but the laws of this world, in order to protect all living beings in this world.

The way of heaven can be understood as an extremely complex magic circle with countless rules.

Traffickers and pawns, dignitaries and dignitaries are all living beings in this world.

A monk like himself who has the ability to break the law is naturally not welcome in the eyes of Tiandao.

Zhao Lin was thinking about something in his heart, and unknowingly came to Zhen Guogong's mansion.

(End of this chapter)