Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 1040 No wonder it needs to be stopped!

They're trying to outsmart me.

Lü Yang knew perfectly well that the reason Tianhu gave him the Daoist cultivation method of "Cleansing the Mind and Purifying the Heart" was more to use it to keep him here.

'The dark side of the Sea of ​​Light is the best training ground for cultivating the Dao heart.'

'I'll go in and cultivate, using the twelve former Great True Monarchs of the Dharma Body as my models. If I can truly succeed, I think I can awaken their consciousness as well.'

From this perspective, Tianhu actually supports him.

It must have wanted to leave for a long time, but it just hadn't found the opportunity, and the last time it encountered was a monstrous figure like the first generation of the Heaven-Mending Peak Master.
Thinking about this, Lü Yang's expression suddenly became somewhat strange: 'Come to think of it carefully, weapon spirits shouldn't have gender distinctions, right? This guy, maybe he wasn't forced into it by Butianque, but rather they were mutually in love and he was deceived by Butianque's sweet words.'

This is more likely!
Otherwise, as a supreme treasure left behind by the Dao Lord, how could he sit idly by and watch the first generation of the Heaven-Mending Peak Master seize the crucial Yin Dao? There must be another hidden reason.

Images quickly flashed through Lü Yang's mind:
After luring Tianhu into dual cultivation, Bu Tianque immediately used all his skills to send his soul flying into the heavens, and then absconded with the money before he woke up.
This makes more sense.

On the other side, Tianhu also felt Lü Yang's ambiguous smile, and suddenly felt inexplicably guilty, taking a step back uncomfortably.
"What are you doing?"

"nothing."

Lü Yang decisively changed the subject: "Thank you for the method, fellow Daoist. Without further ado, I plan to enter the dark side of the Sea of ​​Light immediately to experience the effects of the technique."

Tianhu was naturally pleased with Lü Yang's ambition and immediately said with a smile, "If you wish to go to the dark side of the Sea of ​​Light, just choose any portrait painting and touch it with your divine sense. If you want to leave, you only need to withdraw your divine sense. However, there is one thing I must remind you of."

At this point, the gatekeeper's expression turned solemn:
"Although a perfect Dao heart can persist for a period of time in the dark side of the sea of ​​light, there is still a risk of being contaminated. Fellow Daoist, please be sure to act according to your ability."

"Thank you for the pointers."

Lu Yang nodded, habitually scanned the painting with the [Immortal Pivot Survival Guide], and after confirming that there were no problems, he then sent a wisp of his divine sense onto the painting.

Can a person be aware that they are dreaming?
It's a very subtle feeling; it's as if your thoughts are veiled by a thin film. You're clearly thinking, but your ideas wander aimlessly, chaotically, and without any structure.

Lü Yang looked around.

What comes into view is a vast sea of ​​clouds, like a chessboard, with countless floating mountain peaks scattered like chess pieces across the sky.

Jiangbei, the first emperor of the Holy Ancestor.

Lu Yang frowned and walked slowly forward. Just then, a figure suddenly stood up in the sea of ​​clouds and looked at him from afar.

That's a giant.

The floating peaks around him were just rocks at his feet; his towering muscles resembled a continuous mountain range, and spiritual energy surged with every breath.

Those eyes, as large as mountains, were filled with violent bloodshot veins.

In that instant when their eyes met, an indescribable rage suddenly surged within Lü Yang, and a talisman seemed to appear in his mind:
【Anger】

Lu Yang sensed something and immediately understood: 'This is the residual emotion of one of the Great True Monarchs of the Dharma Body Dao—anger. What happened to him before his death?'

The next second, the giant roared:

"Mending the sky!!!"

—Lü Yang now knew what had happened to him.

Lu Yang circulated his Dao Heart and quickly suppressed the nameless fire. However, he saw the giant roar and slam his fist down on him.

"Boom!"

The sea of ​​clouds churned, but Lü Yang remained unfazed, and the giant withdrew his fist. Neither of them was injured—simply because this was not a collision of magical powers.

Rather, it is a clash of minds.

'After taking that punch head-on, a nameless rage suddenly surged within me. Although I can still control it now, I might not be able to if I take a few more punches.' Thinking of this, Lü Yang stroked his chin thoughtfully: 'This feeling of my Dao heart being affected is quite familiar. It's the same as the World Honored One's corruption.'

'That damned Unity of All Beings is, in some ways, the same thing as the giant before us. Only the giant is merely driven by pure rage, while Unity of All Beings symbolizes the will of the World Honored One—it's far more complex and its methods far more sophisticated. Could it be that the World Honored One also visited this dark side of the Sea of ​​Light back then?'

As Lü Yang pondered, he retreated.

He had no intention of fighting that crazed, furious giant; it was pointless, and even if he won, he would still lose.

'Because I am rational, while the other person is a collection of frenzied emotions.'

'I need to remain rational, but the other person isn't worried about going even crazier.'

How to fight this?
'Unless my Dao heart gains an overwhelming advantage over theirs, rendering their madness ineffective against me, or even allowing me to influence them in turn.'

At this moment, Lü Yang suddenly realized: 'That's it! The so-called awakening is actually using my reason to corrupt these insane emotions!'

Once they regained their rationality, they naturally became clear-headed.

That's why the gatekeeper is called "beating awake".

'interesting. '

While inwardly marveling at the experience, Lü Yang quickly shook off the giant and curiously examined the dark side of this sea of ​​light, the so-called ocean of consciousness.

'The power of the Dao heart.'

He observed and pondered simultaneously:
'If this dark side of the Sea of ​​Light can bring the dead back to life, does that mean that the spirit mediums might also have a chance to return from the dead through this place?'

Thinking of this, Lu Yang suddenly raised his head.

All the images are fading away at this moment. These are all illusory things, manifestations of his subconscious. Different people see different images.

In a daze, his gaze seemed to rise higher.

Anything that possesses wisdom and the ability to think will inevitably cast its own shadow on the dark side of the sea of ​​light, becoming a part of the dark side.

The more resolute a person is, the wider their shadow will be.

Everything depends on the Daoist mind.

The next second, Lü Yang saw it—in the dark side of the vast sea of ​​light, there were six towering shadows that stretched to the horizon, almost without end.

'Six Dao Lords.'

In the world today, the shadows of the six Dao Lords have already invaded most of the dark side, and the remaining area is occupied by two shadows.

One of them was broken into pieces, yet still connected by a thread.

The other area, where Lü Yang was currently located, was even more horrific, having been completely cracked open.

"The Ancestral Dragon and the God of Evil."

Lu Yang understood, but a bold idea suddenly came to him: "Even the state of the Dao Lord can be manifested out of thin air in the dark side of the Sea of ​​Light."

"What about the reverse?"

If the life and death of the Dao Lord in reality would disrupt the projection of the dark side of the Sea of ​​Light, would disrupting the projection of the dark side of the Sea of ​​Light also affect the Dao Lord in reality?
Thinking of this, Lü Yang felt a chill run down his spine.

'The heart of the Dao, the heart of the Dao!'

No wonder they want to ban Taoist cultivation methods!
No wonder Si Chong died!

(End of this chapter)