Taoist Master Xuanhuang

Chapter 73 Nanshan
  Following the roots of Tongtian Jianmu, Xuanhuang entered the inner world of Wei Zhong.

This kind of weirdness with its own space was the second time Xuanhuang encountered it, and the first one was Damo's space.

However, Damo is more like the extension of Guixu. There are many such extensions, and the Damo in my home can only be considered one.

This is the first time I have encountered the otherworld of the Cunning Bell, or the lost time gap.

It’s like there is no unbalanced space of up, down, left, and right, and time will not flow here. Time will flow here only when people enter and their thoughts flow.

If there is nothing inside, time will stop.

Passing through the place where he had fought before, Xuanhuang headed towards an illusory-looking mountain range.

This place is very empty and difficult to distinguish between big and small.

When time is confused and the distance is no longer constant, you may have been running for thousands of years in just one second, but if you take one step, the world may have changed forever.

The illusory mountain seems to be right in front of you, covered with black and yellow will, leaping into the air.

But after flying for a while, Xuanhuang felt something was wrong. He seemed to be standing still.

The illusory mountain still hasn't changed. It seems that it has been running for a long time, but it has not gotten any closer.

Xuanhuang stopped walking and concentrated on sensing.

After some searching, I still found nothing, as if I had indeed been flying for a long time just now.

"Superego."

Since he couldn't see through the fog of time due to his own strength, Xuanhuang had no choice but to enter the superego state.

The superego is like overclocking, using the future self to detect present events.

I saw Xuanhuang's face changing, an extraordinary and holy aura emerged, and all human emotions suddenly disappeared.

After giving up the seven emotions and six desires, the mind began to be detached, as if there were no shackles and fetters, and a kind of empty inspiration emerged in the soul.

It’s like I am heaven and earth, I am time. A colorful light surrounds Xuanhuang, as if it comes from the future and comes to meet here across the long river of time.

Boom!

Suddenly, in the superego state, all the illusions were shattered, and the mountain of illusion came into view.

It is no longer illusory and ethereal, but solid and solid.

"Nanshan!"

The mountain has its own name, and when you see it, its true name will be reflected in the souls of all living creatures that perceive his existence.

This is an existence with a true name, representing an existence above level four.

Only those who condense their fourth-level true self and give birth to their true name can have the brand that belongs to Him.

This brand is imprinted on the heaven and earth, so that everyone who sees his existence can know his name.

When the illusion was shattered, Xuanhuang found himself at the foot of the mountain.

This place seems to be separated from the otherworld of the Cunning Bell. It is even said that the otherworld of the Cunning Bell is part of Nanshan.

Looking back, surrounding the entire Nanshan Mountain, there is a world composed of countless bubbles, densely surrounding the surroundings.

Xuanhuang had a connection with Jianmu and discovered the bubble he came from. It was a gray fist-sized bubble, with a giant tree in the middle showing the flow of yin and yang.

And more bubbles are gray, with twisted and struggling faces looming on the bubbles, as well as various items scattered across the world.

Some of these items are like strange clocks, forming strange rules, some of them seem to have not been opened, and some of them are shining like a fragment of a person's beautiful memory.

But some are full of warmth, some are full of sadness, some are lonely, and some are lost.

It is certain that each bubble is a segment of time.

They are densely packed around Nanshan, forming a long river of time.

"There are roads in Nanshan, and time can be passed. If you leave your name on the mountain, you can get a glimpse of the true spirit."

Xuanhuang withdrew his gaze. In his superego state, he had almost no emotions and was not confused by the joy, anger, sorrow, and joy of all creatures in the world.

At the foot of the mountain leading to Nanshan, there is an unnamed stone monument.

It is engraved with: There is a road in Nanshan, and time can be passed. If you leave your name on the mountain, you can get a glimpse of the true spirit.

This name refers to the real name, it is not just a random name that will succeed.

The long river composed of countless bubbles has living beings in each one, even many.

Only those who have reached the fourth level of true self and have a little chance and great luck can break through the mystery of time and step out of the bubble world to the foot of Nanshan Mountain.

"Xuanhuang!"

Xuanhuang carved his name. He didn't know whether he was the fourth-level true self in this superego state.

"Wow!"

The moment Xuanhuang carved his name, the entire Nanshan Mountain trembled slightly, and the long river of time around it rippled.

A nameless murmur, either surprised, hesitant, suddenly enlightened, or angry, appeared in Xuanhuang's ears.

These sounds are all coming from the long river of time. As for which time segment the bubbles come from?

...but it is impossible to detect, there are too many, and the changes in the long river are too fast.

In front of Xuanhuang, a crooked dirt road appeared. It was unknown where it led, but it just headed towards the top of the mountain.

"In the superego state, it is considered the fourth level of true self."

"Can you see the true spirit?"

"The true self is the fourth level, and what kind of existence is the true spirit? This Nanshan is the legendary Nanshan, and the longevity of Nanshan is the evolution of time?"

In the superego state, he deduced at extremely high speed, but for the first time he discovered that there was no trace of it.

"Go up and have a look."

Xuanhuang didn't hesitate and walked up the mountain along the path.

Soon.

"This is?"

Xuanhuang discovered that a pool of water appeared at the connection point from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside.

"Seven Ponds?"

"What do you mean?"

Xuanhuang sensed that there was no danger and slowly approached the pool.

The moment he stared at the pool, the pool suddenly surged, like boiling water being evaporated.

A golden light flashed in the pool, and there was a 'crash' sound, as if someone was peeping at something, and that being counterattacked, and the jasper pool was filled with golden light.

In Xuanhuang's perception, in the center of the small world, a golden immortal soul that had been very quiet flickered inexplicably.

bump!
  The Qipou Pond trembled for a while, water splashed in all directions, and half of the small amount of water in the pond spilled out, just covering Xuanhuang's body.

Then there was a quick silence, and no trace of the special aura disappeared.

"What do you mean?"

The Xuanhuang Superego state is also very confused. This Seven Ponds should be a kind of guide that reflects the long river of time and allows visitors to see their own way forward.

But why didn't he see anything? The water in the pool still seemed to be wilting, and he was covered in water.

"strangeness?"

Xuanhuang was a little confused.

But suddenly.

The winding dirt path suddenly changed.

From the foot of the mountain to Qipou Pond, Xuanhuang took this path.

But at this moment, the road leading to the mountainside suddenly turned into a road paved with jade.

There are two extremes. One is a muddy and winding path, while the other is paved with jade and is magnificent.

"continue."

Since Xuanhuang doesn't understand, he simply doesn't have too many emotional ties and random thoughts under his superego.

So we headed towards the mountainside and embarked on the jade-paved road.

Xuanhuang still didn't understand along the way.

But after a while, it seemed that we had reached the mountainside.

I saw another checkpoint leading to the mountain on the mountainside.

It's a huge stone mirror.

"Soul Mirror?"

Seeing this, Xuanhuang understood a little bit.

"Could it be that after a fourth-level transcendent sees his true self, he needs to go one step further to practice the seven souls, and after the seven souls, he needs to practice the three souls?"

This seems obvious. In front is the Seven Ponds, and here is the Soul Mirror.

Get close to the Soul Mirror.

I saw the Soul Mirror begin to fluctuate, as if penetrating time and space, reflecting the future, and pictures began to appear in the mirror.

but!

"Wow!"

The entire mirror trembled slightly, and the image that was about to condense suddenly stopped and was filled with a golden light. The entire mirror surface exuded a rich golden light.

There is no other picture, it is all golden light.

A trace of soul in the small world fluctuated again.

"Buzz!"

Golden light shone everywhere, forming a substantial light in the mirror, pushing Xuanhuang out of the scope of the mirror.

The Soul Mirror returned to silence in an instant, but the stone platform on which the Soul Mirror stood had some cracks.

"Well?"

Xuanhuang seemed to understand that this was the method of his golden soul.

The Seven Souls Pond was like this before, and the Soul Mirror is also like this now. This is a reflection of my future, but I discovered the immortal soul, so...

"Wow!"

The road changed again, the jade-paved avenue disappeared, and only a golden rainbow was seen crossing from the top of the mountain, forming a standing round platform in front of Xuanhuang.

Now that Xuanhuang knew the reason, he stepped onto the round platform.

This time it was faster. After the golden bridge transformed into a golden rainbow flashed, Xuanhuang had already appeared on the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain is a huge platform, as if Nanshan has been cut in half, and the top of the mountain has become a huge platform.

At the entrance of the platform, there is a huge stone monument.

The real name is: Zhenling Monument, also called the True Spirit Monument.

It is one with the one whose name is carved at the foot of the mountain.

At this moment, Xuanhuang's name was carved on the stone tablet.

Still the number one name.

Somehow, Xuanhuang felt that he had changed. Extraordinary sensitivity in the superego state is a change in one's luck, and one's own luck seems to be enhanced and permanent.

It means that your luck is fixed and can only increase but not decrease.

Although no specific benefits could be found, Xuanhuang felt that the benefits were great and there were almost no disadvantages.

This town memorial tablet is also engraved with my name, and it seems to have a slight connection with me.

And just then.

Xuanhuang felt that his luck had greatly increased.

The golden soul in the small world suddenly moved.

He suddenly appeared here, and then, among the lightning and flint, the golden immortal soul sank into the soul-suppressing monument.

"Boom, boom!"

The Zhenling Stele trembled violently, and part of the stone stele buried in Nanshan gradually broke away from Nanshan, and the entire Nanshan began to tremble.

The long river of bubbles surrounding it was violently pushed away.

boom!
  The stone tablet was completely pulled up, and then carried away by the golden immortal spirit and disappeared on the top of the mountain.

"Boom!"

In the small world of Guixu Mopan, a huge stone tablet fell from the sky, replacing the supreme center area previously occupied by the golden spirit.

And the Xuanhuang name on the memorial tablet completely turned into a golden name due to the infusion of the golden soul.

It was like the golden immortal soul was dyed with its own golden light.

The moment the Xuanhuang name on the Soul-Suppressing Monument turned into gold, it struggled violently and suddenly stopped moving.

It was as if he had accepted his fate. He was unwilling to be abducted here, but wanted to resist and go home.

But after the Xuanhuang name and the golden soul were completely integrated and turned into the golden real name on the Soul-Suppressing Monument, the Soul-Suppressing Monument stopped struggling.

And on Nanshan.

Xuanhuang was very embarrassed. Looking at the big hole dug out on the top of Nanshan Mountain, Xuanhuang didn't know what to say.

This hole was left after the Zhenling Monument was pulled out.

At this moment, Nanshan was shaking violently, but it seemed that he had no wisdom and could only riot instinctively.

"Boom boom boom!"

Until a huge bell sounded.

Suddenly, in the center of the platform on the top of the mountain, there is a big bell that covers the sky.

I saw it flowing slowly, and the air flow driven by the circulation formed bubbles.

These bubbles are the source of the long river of bubbles. All memory fragments, or time fragments, seem to be produced by His rotation.

The fourth-level extraordinary Xuanhuang could give people a sense of shortcut before, but now when he looked at the giant clock in his superego state, he actually had a sense of shortcut.

"What level of existence is this?"

"Is it difficult for him to twist even if the heaven and the earth collide?"

As we all know, the rules of collision between worlds are distorted, and extraordinary existences will be distorted.

But today when he explored the inner world and came to Nanshan, he found that it was not absolute.

This unknown Nanshan existence is not distorted, and the distorted time memory of the existence of creatures and all things has instead become a long river surrounding him.

The memorial monument on the top of the mountain was not distorted, and was abducted by my soul. After struggling for a while, I found that the small world seemed to be good, so I stopped struggling.

Of course, it may also be that Xuanhuang's real name and golden soul completely settled in, which caused him to not resist.

Not only that, this huge copper bell is not distorted either.

Instead, the fluctuations in His movement are fragments of memories of countless intelligent beings.

"None of these have been distorted, and these are all true spirit levels."

Xuanhuang seemed to understand that some existences would not be troubled by the fusion of worlds and would not be distorted by the twisting of rules.

Because their worlds are destroyed but I am immortal, the rules are distorted but I am not distorted, I am the Tao.

"No, it's just the true self level."

Xuanhuang shook his head violently. It's not that the unreachable true spirit level can avoid distortion, the true self can do it.

But the difference is that there is no fourth level true self.

The fourth level True Self level was crushed in the fusion of all realms.

At the true spirit level, even if all realms merge, they will not move like a mountain.

This creates a magical situation.

The true self was not strong enough and passed away due to the distortion of the rules of world integration.

The stronger true spirit level is more powerful than the low-level true self.

"This fucking world."

Xuanhuang finally understood.

"The true self level requires new living beings to cultivate, but the true spirit level fusion of all realms has no effect on him, so he continues to exist."

The current situation of monks' existence is originally in the shape of a pyramid. The higher you go up, the fewer the existences with higher cultivation levels.

But in this world, there are countless low-level monks, no middle-level monks, and very few high-level monks.

"Boom!"

Xuanhuang, who was feeling close to the path, was pushed away by the airflow of the bell, like fallen leaves flying from the top of the mountain in the wind.

"not good."

Suddenly he woke up, Nanshan rioted, the bronze bell or Zhouji bell suppressed it, the huge air flow overturned Xuanhuang, and Xuanhuang rolled towards the boiling river.

"Certainly!"

Xuanhuang Qi Machine locked onto the bubble where he came from. Because he locked with Jianmu's consciousness, Xuanhuang did not get lost in the long river and quickly fell into the bubble where he came from.

"Wow!"

The bubbles follow the ripples of the boiling river water.

"call!"

Entering the world of Wei Zhong, Xuanhuang breathed a sigh of relief.

This exploration was truly eye-opening.

Of course, there are few people in the world who can do this.

No one can achieve the fourth level of ability in less than ten years after integrating all realms.

Even in the superego state, even with the help of his own powerful soul.

Other living beings do not have such a soul.

Because of the 'special fourth-order true self' level, I broke through the bubble of time and space and walked out of the rolling river to the foot of Nanshan Mountain.

He engraved his real name and went to the top of the mountain after three 'tests'.

Not only did he discover a big secret, but his soul also abducted a soul-suppressing monument that was at least a true spirit level.

It is rare.

Coming to the small world, Xuanhuang looked at the giant monument that held up the sky. It exuded panic and heavenly power. The Tao Yun was flowing and the rules were condensing.

The two characters Xuanhuang are engraved on the conspicuous monument.

Xuanhuang has a feeling that the moment he can use this soul-suppressing monument is when he advances to the true spirit level.

According to this mountain climbing experience, the fourth level is true self, the fifth level is soul refining, the sixth level is three souls, and the seventh level is true spirit.

Before reaching the fourth level of true self, there is the transformation and growth of the body and essence. When reaching the fourth level of self, the perfection of essence and soul transformation begins, and the condensation of the soul begins. After that, the condensed essence and soul merge to give birth to the true spirit.

This is what Xuanhuang can think about now.

Looking at the small world again, nothing has changed due to the entry of the Soul-Suppressing Monument.

The control area is still one thousand meters, but there was an indelible golden soul before, and now there is an indelible soul-suppressing monument.

These two guys also combined.

Xuanhuang could clearly feel the golden soul that had escaped into the Soul-Suppressing Monument becoming stronger.

The fluctuations emitted by the Soul-Suppressing Monument all the time are like a panacea that nourishes the golden soul. This is the first time since Xuanhuang discovered the golden soul that he has grown stronger.

This powerful mysterious ability seems to come from endless time and space, from the past and present, up and down, left and right.

Xuanhuang currently cannot find where it comes from.

However, there is one thing Xuanhuang still doesn't understand.

His soul abducted the Soul-Suppressing Monument, but there were no sequelae or punishments.

"I think it's because God's will is incomplete. The way of heaven is being reorganized. Just like when heaven and earth were born, the way of heaven is not there. So at this time, there is no so-called destiny or arrangement of fate. Everything is like chaos. So I took away the vital treasure of heaven and earth, and There is no origin of the request.”

Xuanhuang could only guess this way.

Then, he released the four organs that were trembling as soon as he came back, releasing endless desire.

I saw the Guixu Great Mill, Tongtian Jianmu, Void Knife, and Heaven and Earth Melting Furnace like excited children.

Constantly rotating around the Soul-Suppressing Monument, Tongtian Jianmu was even more direct, directly planting his roots in the underground part of the Soul-Suppressing Monument, and trying his best to wrap the underground stone stele.

Following the breath that the Soul-Suppressing Monument exudes at all times, the four instruments are chasing and spinning intoxicatedly.

The reason why Xuanhuang didn't release the four weapons at the first time was because he was afraid of danger. Now it seems that there is no danger, but a great opportunity.

The four weapons are like a child, and the Zhenling Monument is an ancient and powerful senior.

The world of treasures is mysterious and Huang doesn't understand it, and there may be people who are sophisticated. As long as the four weapons can be "human", maybe the seniors will give you some pointers.

"It's too complicated, I can't understand it."

Xuanhuang shook his head, "But it's good as long as it's good. Being around the Soul-Suppressing Monument, let alone the ability to condense the true self faster, it's not impossible to condense the true spirit faster."

"The huge bronze bell seems to be very powerful, and Nanshan seems to be a treasure of heaven and earth."

Xuanhuang looked at the Soul-Suppressing Monument and couldn't help but think of Nanshan and the Bronze Bell, and even the Seven Ponds and the Divine Soul Mirror.

"Heaven and earth collide, and all realms merge. Can these treasures still hold together?"

"Why are they all gathered together? Or are the Seven Ponds and the Divine Soul Mirror just part of Nanshan?"

I can’t figure it out for the moment, but Xuanhuang is not stubborn. Time will give the answer when his cultivation level is high.

It's afternoon.

Xuanhuang went out and took a look. There was no Qingyun Mountain, which was undergoing renovation and construction all day and night. He saw two strange materials that needed to be cleared tonight.

"Dong dong, Master Xuan, I have something important to report."

A hurried voice came, it was assistant Sun Tong.

Xuanhuang handed out the information and said, "Come in!"

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(End of this chapter)