One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 156: 155: About the Imperial Law

When the firebird approached the statue, the flickering firelight shone through the black spider's invisibility and illusion, and it was awakened.

It felt offended, as if someone was pricking it with a needle, or as if fire was about to burn it, and its eyes were red.

Spiders have never been seen here, at least Ge Wenyun has never heard of such spiders in his memory.

She looked at Zhao Fuyun carefully, afraid that Zhao Fuyun would forget all of a sudden and be too focused when casting the spell, thus habitually using his fingers to cast the spell on the other person.

She saw Zhao Fuyun holding a mysterious lamp in one hand, and couldn't help but look at the lamp a few more times. She felt that the flame of the lamp seemed gentle and quiet at first glance, but when she looked closely, she felt that the flame contained great terror.

She only felt pain in her eyes, as if burned by fire. She dared not look again. She couldn't help but think that Tiandu Mountain was indeed a big Xuanmen sect, and the name of Junior Brother Fuyun was indeed not in vain.

At this moment, the spider lying on half of the statue's head sensed the danger and suddenly jumped up, as if trying to escape. However, the Moltres was like a master hunter. The moment the spider jumped, a flame flashed, and the Moltres caught the spider with great agility.

Ge Wenyun knew the difficulty of controlling fire. If he cast the spell directly, from the hand to the spider, in one go, it would not be a big deal. It could only be said that he was proficient in controlling fire. However, this kind of fire control outside, controlling the fire to transform it into a bird, and then allowing the transformed firebird to still hunt and kill spiders so nimbly, could be called a triple variation of fire control.

For most people, casting spells is like shooting arrows; once the bow is drawn, there is no turning back. Those who can turn back are powerful spellcasters. Not only can they turn back, but they can also hover and form new changes. Moreover, this kind of change can not only prevent the magic power from decaying. She has never seen such a thing.

She thought to herself that she was working hard and practicing very hard, but she always failed to perform many spellcasting techniques.

For example, in the case of Zhao Fuyun, if she wants to do something further with the things she conjured up with magic, it would be like using a kite to hunt. Being able to control it is already good, but wanting to hunt is almost impossible.

But Zhao Fuyun did it, and it seemed like a piece of cake.

The spider was caught in the flames and burned rapidly. When it fell to the ground, it had almost turned into a pile of ash.

"Junior brother, your fire control skills are so advanced." Ge Wenyun said.

"Not bad." Zhao Fuyun said.

"How did you do it?" Ge Wenyun couldn't help but ask.

"Just like that, I did it naturally." Zhao Fuyun said. He was not lying, nor was he trying to exaggerate himself. He really did it naturally.

"Junior brother, you are really amazing." Ge Wenyun said as he entered the hall and put on a pair of gloves as thin as a cicada's wing. He first touched the spider silk and said, "Although I don't know what use this spider silk has, since I have seen it, I will take it back and have a look."

Zhao Fuyun did not move, but stood in the middle of the small hall holding a lamp. Then he picked out a ray of light from the lamp and turned it into a flying bird, flying over Ge Wenyun's head to illuminate her. This firelight has the ability to break delusions and illusions, and can prevent anything from being ignored in the shadows.

Ge Wenyun seemed to be intrigued, and couldn't help but ask again: "Junior Brother Fuyun, I heard that the realms of spellcasting are divided into initial enlightenment, entry level, refined, transformation, profound, and magical. Which realm are you in now?"

Zhao Fuyun couldn't help but think of the definitions of transformation, mystery, and mystery.

These definitions are very brief, but many people have made different annotations.

He felt that his method of controlling fire, which allowed him to create fire with just a thought and transform the flames into the Golden Crow, was at least a level of perfection.

He had seen a book that gave a different explanation of entering into enlightenment, understanding the mysteries, and the mysterious.

To enter the state of transformation is to create the primordial spirit through magic. Only then can it be called entering the state of transformation.

Because he linked Ruhua with another word.

trance.

Zhao Fuyun felt that the Golden Crow that was born from his Red Flame Divine Lamp was his divine thought that came out from the depths of his heart and gave birth to the Golden Crow's Yuanling.

As for Tongxuan, the man explained: Tong means to be well-informed, Xuan means mysterious and profound, which means the true meaning of the great way.

In the realm of Tongxuan, this magic, after giving birth to the Yuanling, is in line with the true meaning of the Dao and can be called Tongxuan, also known as the Fa with Zhenling.

The mysterious and wonderful thing is that it is created by a single thought and never perishes, and can be called a god.

Zhao Fuyun felt that if one could reach these realms, one's own cultivation realm must also be extremely high. For example, if one's magic could reach a magical level, then one would probably have reached the Nascent Soul stage or the Divine Transformation stage.

However, he had never seen such a high-level move, and didn't know what the spells they cast looked like.

Those realms flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help but say, "I don't know either, but I think that between proficiency and mastery, there should be another realm of clarity of mind."

"The mind of Dharma is clear and bright? I think this is quite good. Many people believe that the mind of Dharma is clear and bright is an extremely rare state, and entering the state of enlightenment is even more difficult."

After Ge Wenyun collected all the spider silk, he came to a wall and said, "Why are there so few white silks?"

Zhao Fuyun stood there without moving, his firebird flying there. The firebird looked like a firebird, but in fact it was a golden crow's spirit. If the bird saw it, Zhao Fuyun saw it.

There were a few sparse white hairs floating in the cracks in the wall, but it looked like they had been eaten by something.

"Could it have been eaten by the spider?" Ge Wenyun said.

Zhao Fuyun felt that this was possible, but no matter what, he had to go to the next place.

"This moss is also a good thing." Ge Wenyun said, "Use it to make tea, it can make people feel refreshed."

The two men walked straight through the collapsed area of the small temple and came outside. Zhao Fuyun's visibility was very low. There was fog in the void, like floating dust. He looked up and saw that the sky was hazy.

He began to feel this world carefully.

He felt that this was a rare opportunity and was willing to enter this human and heavenly palace. One of the reasons was to experience this world that was said to be constantly turning into chaos.

He held the Red Flame Divine Lamp in his hand, and always had the urge to drive the lamp to dispel the fog in Tianfu.

With a lamp in hand, the mountains and rivers will be bright again.

However, the fog could not be dispersed, but the fog around Ge Wenyun and himself could be dispersed.

Ge Wenyun was collecting all kinds of strange things, and even knocked out some crystals from the collapsed walls.

Zhao Fuyun was wondering again, who opened up this Tianfu, and why it still exists today and has so many taboos.

My thoughts wandered, and I thought, no matter how powerful the people who opened up this place were, they are all dead now. No matter how sacred and prosperous this place once was, it will now slowly return to nothingness.

Thinking of this, he thought of the explanation of the word "Xu" in the Taixu Lingwen.

He had been unable to enter before, but now that he was in this world that was slowly returning to its original state, a flash of enlightenment came into his mind.

(End of this chapter)