The sermon begins with the dragon and the horse

Chapter 6 The Emperor Begins in the Coffin
In front of the volcano, a small pile of crane bones.

"Comfortable, this crane is fat enough. How long has it been since I ate meat? It's really nostalgic." Shenma groaned and was about to take a nap.

"uh-huh"

The golden lion woke up, but his head was still buzzing, and his memory of the past was a little fuzzy. He murmured, "Aren't I fighting? Where is this?"

"woke up?"

Looking up, he saw a pair of horse eyes the size of copper bells staring at him. He trembled in fright and wanted to back away, but he felt that his whole body weighed ten thousand catties, making it difficult to move, and his divine power was sealed.

The secrets of forming characters that Shen Ma has practiced for two or three years are not for nothing. The various seal dao patterns and gravity dao patterns on the golden lion almost turned him into an ordinary monster.

"You...what do you want to do?" The golden lion's voice was a little hoarse, his limbs were trembling, and his tail was curled back.

"Of course I roasted you, what else can I do?" Shen Ma teased.

The golden lion's limbs trembled, and he choked up and said, "Boss Longma, don't, I have an old man and a young man, if I go, what should I do with my child?"

The golden lion Lihua cried like rain, just like a pissed off daughter-in-law.

"Shut up, it's not impossible to live, just trade your lion seal." Shen Ma said with a smile.

The golden lion didn't dare to bargain, and immediately passed the formation principle of the natal magic power and the runes to Shenma.

Shen Ma immediately realized it, and integrated it into the Longma seal, saying: "No, little lion, your seal seems to be incomplete, you are just joking about your life."

"Boss, how dare I expire you. Since the ancestor of the nine god lions disappeared, our lineage's supernatural powers seem to have been cut off, and they will never regain their former glory, hey." The golden lion looked a little lonely and choked. road.

"It's a pity that the supernatural power of using the head as a substitute for life has not been passed down." Shen Ma also felt a little disappointed.

"Boss, you actually know a part of my family's lack of supernatural power!" The golden lion said in surprise.

"That is, I know astronomy from above, geography from below, ancient history and future generations, all of which are planned by me. Alright, let's not talk nonsense, do you know the situation around here?" Shen Ma floated in the air, indifferently Share fairy temperament.

"This is Chilong Mountain. According to the ancestors, this volcano has not erupted for 10,000+ years. I don't know what happened recently? I am also curious to come and have a look.

To the east is my vast grassland, and to the west is the White Mist Swamp, where there is a dragon of about the same level as mine.

Walking to the periphery, most of them are relatively weak monsters, and their intelligence is difficult to open.As for the deeper ones, I only heard that there are a few Dao Slashing old monsters.You also know that the further you go inside, the greater the danger. I have never left the surrounding area for thousands of miles. "

The golden lion can be regarded as a local snake. There are many gossips, such as the suspected source of dragon fruit in the White Mist Swamp, and the ground red fruit in the northern barren mountains... all kinds of treasures are rare, so don't think too much. Where there are treasures, there must be many formations and dangers. Heavy.

"Okay, I'm not greedy for you, I'll give you a scripture, which can cure the strange and unknown." Shen Ma said, grabbing a big rock with his supernatural power and carving scriptures on it. Under the blessing of Ze, it is shining brightly, and it will not be weathered for at least ten thousand years, because Shenma also carved protective formations such as gathering spirits on it.

"Farewell!" Shen Ma finished engraving the scriptures, and ran to the depths of Kunlun without looking back.

"Boss, the seal on me hasn't been released yet? Don't leave yet." The golden lion stayed where it was, trembling, and wailed in the direction Shenma left.

After a while, a sentence came from the golden lion's ear: "After an hour, the seal will be released by itself."

Shen Ma would never admit that he forgot to unlock it. At that time, he was just trying to pretend to be an expert in front of the golden lion. In fact, he just found a mountain not far away and took a nap.

. . .

Who knows the big dream first, I know it all my life.

The spring in the cave is full of sleep, and the sun is getting late outside the window.

"This is life. Eat enough, sleep well, and be free. No wonder everyone loves cultivating immortals, just for the sake of transcendence." Shen Ma stretched, feeling full of energy immediately.

"The first thing you say when you get up every day is to cheer yourself up..." Humming a ditty, Shen Ma looked at the setting sun that was about to fall in the sky. The brilliance of the last days, so that people are amazed at its magnificence, and the traces of vicissitudes are diffused.

A grain of sand can fill the sea, a grain of grass can cut the sun, moon and stars, the fantasy world is wonderful.And the life of a monk is not like that of an ordinary person, and he will encounter life crises more or less.Life and death, ups and downs, just like the sun, I hope to keep the beauty in life.

"Since you have come to this world, try not to leave any regrets. Beauty is not eternal, but there must be beauty in eternity.

From ancient times to the present, everyone has been saved by the world of mortals or the great monks who are aloof.But there will still be a change of era.

I want to cast the utensil that suits me best, not necessarily what others think is the strongest, but it must be the strongest in my heart.Swords, guns, swords and halberds, bells, tripods, towers and axes each have their own merits.

However, looking at the historical changes, only the bronze coffin of the third generation can survive the catastrophe of the era. The emperor begins with the coffin and ends with the coffin.Coffins, in this world, not only represent death, but also a place for the strong to cultivate. Shen Ma meditated in the afterglow of the setting sun.

The coffin represents life and death, and monks are wandering between life and death. The extreme of death is life, and life and death depend on each other, which is indispensable.

In ancient China, one end of the coffin was large and the other end was small, which actually represented yang and yin.Yin and Yang are the description in ancient Chinese civilization of the fundamental factors behind the laws of nature that promote the development and changes of the laws of nature. Yin and Yang are the objective laws of nature and a generalization of everything in the world.

Therefore, placing the deceased in a yin and yang coffin represents that the deceased is between yin and yang, and between heaven and earth after death.

That's right, life and death are both in the world, this is the Tao.

In the cave, Shen Ma sat on the Wudao futon, and he was about to start casting.

His cultivation base is at the first level of Sendai, but this is all congenitally endowed, and his cultivation base is more or less vain.The divine sense is extremely powerful, and has a very strong control over the divine pattern.

Each divine pattern is like a divine iron chain, lingering over the red sea of ​​bitterness, which is the original form formed by the condensed life essence.

Cultivators can sacrifice the divine patterns into various shapes, such as knives, daggers, etc., which can be released outside the body to kill enemies, which is more effective than pure divine patterns.Some people will spend some time to sacrifice spears, shields, etc., which will be much more powerful against the enemy.

Even the strong ones are not afraid of complexity and mystery, and repeatedly tempered the divine patterns to sacrifice them into "bells", "dings", and "towers", which can exert various mysterious powers.

In the legend, a very small number of people sacrificed "vessels" intertwined with "Tao" and "reason", possessed gods, and could defend and attack independently.

Shen Ma's "Dragon and Horse Magical Art" only has a simple description of the casting, which is equivalent to only giving you a simple mathematical formula, but asking you to prove Goldbach's conjecture.

"Longma Shengong" pays more attention to using the body as a tool to temper one's own body. The emphasis is on "the physical body is perfect, and the supernatural powers are self-generated". Once you know the autumn, you can understand the difference between monsters and human cultivation.

The first "tool" is the foundation of Shenma in the future, which is much more important than the "tool" that will be tempered later.

It is not so easy to temper the original divine pattern into a "tool". This is a arduous and long process, and it cannot be accomplished overnight.

First of all, the shape of the "vessel" must be determined and imprinted in the sea of ​​consciousness. In the future, it will be tempered with it as a reference object, without any flaws.

Shen Ma sat cross-legged on the futon of Enlightenment, immersed in an ethereal realm, and scanned all kinds of coffins in the memory of his previous life in his sea of ​​consciousness, but most of them were similar and nothing special.

"Do you want to wait for the coffin to be drawn by Jiulong before imitating it? I have a little impression of the coffin, but I can't remember it? Could it be that it was on the small bronze tripod, and then I forgot, and only the indescribable shape can be silently It makes people forget. I don’t need a complete engraving either, I only need a rough shape, Taoist rhyme and engraving, which will be discussed later.”

Shen Ma immediately threw his spiritual thoughts into the small bronze cauldron in the sea of ​​consciousness. At the bottom of the cauldron, there was a coffin engraved. At first glance, it seemed that he had entered an ancient prayer place, which made people feel respect involuntarily.

But in a blink of an eye, everything disappeared and was forgotten.Shenma sacrificed for tens of thousands of years before he could get a little impression of the coffin on the tripod, just like drinking wine and drinking fragments.

While controlling the divine mind to watch Xiao Ding, Shen Ma used his divine power to draw a rough outline of the coffin under the tripod outside.

Once, twice... As long as the engraved picture on the coffin is drawn in the composition of the outside world, the composition of the outside world will inevitably be damaged.However, after tens of thousands of engravings, the coffin in the sea of ​​consciousness finally took shape.

One end of the coffin is large and the other end is small, representing yin and yang and the mysteries of life and death. The coffin cover is like a tile-roofed house, with sloping sides and a straight bar on the top, representing the future of the ups and downs of the era.

Shen Ma has already carved the pattern of the coffin in the Sea of ​​Consciousness, but it is very difficult to temper the divine pattern in the Sea of ​​Suffering.Just combining dozens of divine patterns requires a lot of calculations and ideas.

Just like the 1 and 0 in the code, to compile a complex code, you need to understand the principle of binary first, and then add a complex transformation formula to form an instruction or program.

Exhaling a foul breath, Shen Ma cut off some complicated thoughts.Hundreds of times of sacrificial training, but dozens of god lines were mixed into a ball, which could not be transformed into a shape, and no matter how you looked at it, it had nothing to do with the coffin.

"Why is the coffin so difficult to refine? How many years and months will it take to cast a coffin full of Taoism if this continues. If the years are wasted in vain, it will be a waste of time."

The process of casting a coffin not only requires the mobilization of life energy, but also requires a high degree of concentration of consciousness. Even with Shen Ma's current cultivation level, hundreds of times of tempering will make him mentally and mentally exhausted.

"Difficult, difficult, it would be much more convenient if sacrificed into a brick."

"Brick? Why am I so smart? Isn't the coffin just like a long brick? I can sacrifice it to the shape of a brick first, and then continue to refine the details. Hahaha, this seat is really wise!" Shen Ma couldn't help but be full of confidence .

Just do what you say, Shenma starts from the point and the surface, first outlines one side of the rectangular divine pattern, then builds four pillars, and then covers the other side.After half a month of exploration, the outline of the long bricks was finally completed. It only needs continuous tempering in the later stage to transform them into real "tools".

"Phew, it's time to find some elixir and source stones. If possible, I need to find the magic medicine to reshape the Dao foundation. My cultivation base is too vain, and I need to consolidate the foundation again. In Kunlun Mountains, the weak eat the strong. It may become someone else's food."

Shen Ma's eyes were burning, he looked into the depths of Kunlun, and murmured: "If we can reshape the Dao foundation in the land of immortality..."

(End of this chapter)