Home has a door to the flood

Chapter 1091 Spiritual thoughts
A large and soft black animal skin was spread on a messy ground, and the Cihangdao man in white sat powerlessly on it.

He held the white jade bottle with flawless white jade, as if there was no boundary between the two.

He gently toppled the white jade bottle, a faint blood flowed out from it, and when it came into contact with the outside wind, it immediately overflowed and turned into mist.

"You killed him?" A neutral voice sounded from around.

"No."

Taoist "Cihang" shook his head, "It was the willow branches and vines that pulled him into the jade purification bottle. The jade purification bottle killed him and turned him into pus and blood, leaving only a piece of skin. I didn't do it."

"It was you who killed him. Didn't you say that you are as good as me? Why did you kill a Taiyi True Immortal?" The voice continued to echo.

The Taoist "Cihang" smiled helplessly, "I live in your body, and my origins are all fused. As much strength as you have, I only have some strength. This is true, but when I dealt with this guy just now, I used it Although I don't know who he is, the power of my self in the dark, he really helped me."

"Also, I have to correct you a little bit. Strictly speaking, this black bear is not completely dead. After all, you and I have limited mana, and that person didn't lend me much ability, so I just killed the black bear, but failed to kill it. The true spirit was completely wiped out, and his somewhat ignorant true spirit rushed out. Although there is no threat, it may come alive again at some point."

"With my aptitude, I don't need to be afraid of him when he comes back to life." The echoing voice seemed to be that of a true Ci Hang Taoist, and there was naturally a kind of innate and sacred confidence in his voice.

"It's good if you have this self-confidence." The spirit derived from Xiantian Yuanyang smiled, and seemed a little relieved. Before the person of Cihang Taoism transformed into form, he had been guiding him subtly, so that he could become a golden immortal when he came out, and these Over the past few years, he has been teaching him, as if he is half of his disciple, so he naturally knows this person's ability.

"Let's go, let's hurry to your so-called destination." The voice of Cihangdao reverberated again.

The spirit of Xiantian Yuanyang shook his head, gently put the jade bottle that had completely dissipated the pus and blood in his arms, inserted a willow branch into it, and said lightly: "Sorry, I can no longer accompany you."

"What did you say?"

"I've run out of oil and lamps. In order to deal with this guy, my spirituality has been exhausted. I'm not a monk, nor a complete creature. It's just a ray of spirituality entrusted to a lazy source."

"Being able to kill a Taiyi, I think it's not bad."

"Are you going to die too?" Cihang Taoist's leisurely voice echoed around, he was in a complicated mood and didn't know what to say for a while.

"It doesn't count as death. After all, I'm not a living being. I'm just an idea with variables, a spiritual idea. Now I've run out of changes to deal with this black bear. It's almost the end of this idea." Xiantian Yuanyang Zhi Ling explained very seriously: "For example, if you talk about a problem with me now, you will have an idea in your heart. After the problem is over, the idea will end. There is nothing strange about it. It's just that my idea is injected into the variable. , has a spirituality, so on the surface, it will be mistaken for a living being."

"Not really."

Cihangdao was stunned speechless, and said after a long while: "So, for so long, it's just the thoughts of a great supernatural being accompanying me?"

"Correct."

"Can ideas accompany you?"

"Of course."

"But I feel that you already have a 'self', which is no longer a simple idea."

"No, you don't know enough about yourself." The Innate Yuanyang Spirit shook his head, "I'm about to exhaust everything, and I'll tell you the essentials of cultivation at the end."

After all, without waiting for the Ci Hang Taoist to say anything, he went straight to talk, and the Ci Hang Taoist didn't make any more noise, listening quietly.

After a long time, the spirit of Xiantian Yuanyang finished speaking, his voice had become a little thin and ethereal, but he still said again: "I am just responsible for telling you these truths, as for whether it is correct or not, I can't guarantee it." , After all, I am just an idea, an idea, it will inevitably be incomplete and biased, even if it is a spiritual idea."

"Yes, what I just said just now, you can use it as a reference, but you don't have to take it as a guideline." The voice was already inaudible, but the one Cihangdao people could still hear it. For Him, it was a soliloquy.

"Okay." The voice of Ci Hang Taoist replied.

"Well, that's good..." Xiantian Yuanyang's voice became weaker and weaker, and finally he seemed to suddenly think of something, and said quickly: "You and I are already one, except for your root cognition, a little persistence In addition, the form of self-existence, whether it is from the material or the original creation, is all positive. After I go, you can go to the destination, find my true self, and let him help you return to the negative form."

"There, it seems... called...Kun... Lun..." The voice was completely cut off, and the body of Taoist Ci Hang suddenly bowed his head powerlessly.

Just as the innate Yuanyang thought dissipated, an invisible cover covering Ci Hangdao immediately dissipated, and his fate began to be exposed between heaven and earth.

"Kunlun?"

After a long time, a magnetic neutral voice sounded, and the Cihang Taoist slowly raised his head.

After being silent for a long time, he suddenly exhaled lightly, held up the white jade bottle with his white as jade hand, and said lightly: "There is nothing wrong with a positive shape."

In his mind, the posture and demeanor of Xiantian Yuanyang controlling this body emerged, and his eyes slowly closed.

The Cihang Taoist stood up slowly and stood on top of the animal aura. His breath changed inexplicably, and a transcendent Dao rhyme centered on him and permeated the surroundings.

His cultivation base is slowly changing, and his mind is also undergoing transformation.

Since becoming conscious, the language, demeanor, character, aura, mannerisms, and flair of the innate spirit of primordial yang accompanying him have all flowed through his heart bit by bit, and he seems to have a deeper understanding of "me". layers of cognition.

Ci Hangdao fell into a state of concentration, his cultivation and his appearance were changing.

I don't know how long it took for Ci Hangdao to wake up from the trance.

When he woke up, there was a tall middle-aged monk in front of him.

The monk has an amiable face, wearing a white Taoist robe, and has an amiable face, with a kind of kindness that makes people want to get close.

"Junior Cihang, I have met senior." Taoist Cihang said with a gentle smile on his face, neither humble nor overbearing.

This middle-aged monk was Taoist Yuanshi. He looked at Taoist Cihang with satisfaction, and felt that this innate god was handsome and handsome, with a temperament as gentle as jade.

"Did you kill this animal?" Taoist Yuan Shi pointed to the animal skin on the ground with a smile.

The Cihang Taoist looked down, and saw that the animal skin was still there, and there was no dew or dust in Shangnan. Obviously, the black bear was Taiyi after all, and this animal skin was refined into a treasure by it.

Ci Hang Taoist's heart moved, and after a little calculation, he knew that several days had passed.

"Returning to the senior, this murderous thing was killed by the junior with the innate spirit treasure, all of which are the work of the spirit treasure, not my ability."

(End of this chapter)