Alternative God Level Appreciation Master

Ximo Pavilion is located on the mountainside of Zhaoyao Mountain, under the shade of trees, it gives people a sense of tranquility and remoteness.

As he walked up the mountain path step by step, Tang Shi saw the familiar ink washing pond. The water in the pond was still black, and the ink stream flowed down from the top of the mountain and slowly merged into the pool.

Some disciples were filling up the original ink formation in the square. The formations beside the ink washing pool were all filled with ink in the gaps in the formation lines, and they had to be replenished from time to time. Tang Shi walked slowly from their side walk over.

From this square, all the way around to the top, his cultivation level is so high that when passing by, others call him "senior brother", but after seeing his appearance clearly, they are immediately speechless.

The little junior brother is back?Are you kidding me...

Before everyone could react, Tang shi had already greeted them, and then went up.

He used his Mo Jie to pass through the mountain protection formation, and then people knew that he was back.

In the distance, there was a stream of light flying to Tangmo Hall, it was Su Hang Dao, the master who was worshiped by Tang Shi at the beginning.

Tang shi didn't hide his realm. Now that the mountain soul veins had only a thin layer of cocoon covering his golden core, Tang shi's spiritual power had roughly recovered.As soon as we reached Tangmo Hall, we saw the Suhang Road.

"The disciple returned from his travels and met the head master."

Suhangdao looked at Tang Shi and felt his current cultivation level, his eyes flashed brightly, and then he laughed, "Good boy, I went outside for a while, and when I came back, I was already in the middle stage of Golden Core, I wash Moge Among them, I am afraid that you are the only one who has such a genius ability, and you already have this strength before you even painted clothes! I wash Moge, I really have someone to succeed me!"

Tang shi's heart is very complicated now. Although the plants and trees on the swaggering mountain have not been together for two years, they gave him a very different feeling. At a glance, I have already decided that this is the most suitable place for me.This kind of feeling was not common to Tang Shi. He was not a person by nature who was easily attracted to anything, but Ximoge seemed to be alone in this.

Seeing that Suhang Road is still the same as it was when he left, Tang Shi couldn't hold back the corners of his lips, and said, "I didn't expect to encounter so many things when I went out. I'm afraid that my bad reputation will spread." It's too far away, it's humiliating the teacher."

How could it be possible that Su Hangdao hadn't heard about what happened in Dongshan? He already knew that Tang Shi was coming back at that time, and when he thought of it, he laughed twice, but praised him: "Good boy, what are you doing over there?" Beautiful, this news has already been known by the four mountains in the south, east, north and west. When I attend the Sifangtai meeting in the future, I want everyone to pay attention to me. You have already returned from a tour, and you don’t know how to prepare for the painting of clothes. What's the matter?"

"It's ready." Tang Shi paused, thinking of his misdemeanors in Dongshan, and the attitude of Suhang Dao today, and said, "But now the disciple's cultivation base is limited, and he was killed by the mountain soul when the Haoran Mountain collapsed. Although I have friends to help me, it will take two days to recover. Therefore, this disciple thinks that the ceremony of painting clothes may have to be postponed."

"It's not a big deal. The dress-painting ceremony needs to be prepared. When it's time to paint the clothes, you need to find someone based on your current cultivation level. It's not a big deal." Su Hangdao stroked his beard and smiled. A little bit proud, "I will definitely invite the famous Nanshan family to watch this time. Bai Yu's painting of clothes in the previous life was the focus of attention. You should be more than Bai Yu—"

Perhaps because he felt that it was inappropriate to say this, Suhangdao laughed, but stopped talking, and only sighed, "After all, a hero is born as a boy", and said: "I see that there seems to be something strange in your body, turn around and you After resting for one night, we will go back to the ink hall in the back mountain, we three old fellows, I am afraid that we will take a look for you."

Is it the mountain soul and terrestrial veins in his body?

Tang Shi really wanted to ask, but seeing Su Hangdao's expression suddenly became serious, he waved his hand at him, asking him not to ask more questions for the time being, but to rest for a while.

Tang Shi bowed in salute, then turned and left Tangmo Hall.

Su Hang Dao watched his back, sighed suddenly, but thought of the shadow in the hall behind him and asked: "Is it him?"

Inside is the elder Zhou Mowen, holding a strange abacus-like thing in his hand, but slowly pushing the abacus, said: "It's probably not bad."

"Small three thousand, 33 days, ten dharma realms, many ways of reincarnation..."

When Suhangdao turned around, his figure was already a little crooked, Zhou Mo asked: "After all, it is a realm that we have not yet reached."

Su Hang said nothing, just walked in.

The sun was just right outside, so Tang Shi went down the Moxi River, and saw a few disciples on the road, "Has Junior Brother Tang Shi come back?"

"Yes." Tang Shi cupped his hands and laughed.

Everyone laughed and went too.

It seems that from the initial surprise, they don't feel anything now.

"Junior Brother Tang Shi, didn't you go to prepare the painted clothes? Why did you come back so soon? Ah—could it be?"

"Thank you Senior Brother Gao for your concern."

"Awesome, haha, amazing, congratulations, little brother."

"Hey, that guy Bai Yu has a headache."

……

Along the way, everyone was surprised that he came back so quickly. After all, it took Bai Yu and the others a long time to go out. It is common for Ximo Pavilion to change a lot after returning. It's just that Tang Shi came back too quickly. It seems that it has been less than half a year since I went out, but when I come back to Ximo Pavilion, it is still the same.

Now everyone still recognized him, and even gave Tang shi a feeling that he had never left here.

Mountains, rivers and rivers, every flower and tree, all fell into his eyes.

Tang Shi stood on the cliff in the middle of the Moxi River, and watched the long ink-colored river reflect the light and go away. The mountain road below was hidden between the sky, clouds and shadows, and the trees were verdant.

He suddenly murmured: "If I'm not shameless enough, I should have obtained that stunt of drawing people's storage bags..."

The figure of right and wrong had long since disappeared. Tang Shi took out the box containing the thousand Buddha incense and took a look. With a slight twist of his fingers, he turned it over deftly. After a glance, he still received it. storage bag.

Turning around at this time, I could already see my thatched hut under the big banyan tree.

It's just that Tang Shi never imagined that maybe it was extreme joy that gave rise to sorrow, or maybe it was because the slut has his own way. He just walked to the side of his thatched hut when he felt something was wrong. There was obviously someone inside, and before he had time to back away, he felt head-on Pots of colorful dyes were poured towards him, and there was a flash of spiritual light in them, imprisoning Tang shi all at once.

Although Tang shi was now in the middle stage of Jindan, there was definitely more than one person who was attacking him. He was caught off guard or didn't want to guard against it, and Tang shi was bloody splashed on his head.

Colorful dyes had already landed on Tang Shi's body, turning his handsome, yet handsome face into a big dyeing vat.

Tick-tick-tick, the ink made of seven pearl fruit fell from Tang Shi's body and formed a small stream at his feet.

The corner of Tang Shi's mouth twitched, and he looked at the brothers and sisters standing in front of his cottage, gritted his teeth and said, "You—"

"Ah, look, is my junior brother angry?" Fifth senior brother Ye Shun looked sad, and patted Bai Yu's shoulder next to him, "Look, your face was never so beautiful back then."

then?How dare you fucking say that year? !Bai Yu sneered in his heart, and silently drew a big red cross on the forehead of the lovely Fifth Junior Brother, then turned his face to comfort Tang Shi with a good-natured look: "Little Junior Brother, the price of becoming an inner sect disciple It is heavy, and the price of becoming the most outstanding inner disciple is even more inhumane. I was the senior brother back then, and you are the junior brother today. It has been passed down from generation to generation, and it is endless. This is the fine tradition of our Ximo Pavilion, and you must carry it forward. .”

"..."

Tang shi's face was dark and he was silent.

Since when did Ximo Pavilion have such a rule?Just after I came back, I just poured a pot of colorful ink over it, it's really mesmerizing...soul...

"Okay, stop playing, the little brother just came back, so it's fine to get rid of the bad luck." At this time, it was Du Shuangtian who came out to speak, but when Tang Shi looked at him, he had already noticed that Du Shuangtian had already It's the middle stage of Jindan, and Du Shuangtian and Bai Yu at this time are on the same level as Tang Shi.

"Get rid of bad luck?" Tang Shi was a little dazed.

Song Qixin came down and handed him a handkerchief, he couldn't bear those stinky men bullying the younger juniors in the sect, so he said: "Don't listen to their nonsense, the elder brother is not a serious person—it was just before becoming an inner sect disciple. I was baptized by them, I was also splashed by them at the beginning—but..."

Song Qixin's frosty expression suddenly loosened a little, and he actually said with a smile or not: "After the dress painting ceremony is over, it's up to you to congratulate the brothers and sisters. You can choose anyone to splash it on... Of course, you Seeing that your senior sister and I are so kind, remember not to choose senior sister."

Fourth Senior Brother Ouyang Jun whispered behind his back: "Second Senior Sister is shameless..."

"Pa" Bai Yu slapped Ouyang Jun on the forehead, and said, "Don't be rude to your senior sister."

Du Shuangtian glanced at Bai Yu, but remained calm and did not speak.

Over there, Tang Shi took the veil from Song Qixin's hand, and cleaned his face clean, and it was already clean with a single removal of the spirit spell.He sighed, and said: "Brothers treat each other with such kindness, Tang Shi will surely live up to your brothers' strong desire to be washed with ink."

Everyone's faces darkened, and they glared at Song Qixin.

This woman Song Qixin looks bleak and cold, but she is actually sinister!

Ye Shun suddenly felt that the junior brother's cultivation base is too high, so he is not easy to deal with. How can he avoid the attack of the junior brother after the ceremony of painting clothes?

What a difficult question...

Song Qixin said: "We knew when you entered the gate of the mountain. When you were on the other side of Dongshan, the news had already been sent back. We also thought that you must have returned with a broken arm and a broken leg. I didn't expect that you were fine. You are also tired. .Go to rest earlier."

Although the look of concern in Song Qixin's eyes flashed by very quickly, Tang Shi could still feel it.

He was covered in ink at the moment, so he pursed his lips and smiled: "Yes."

It was inconvenient for everyone to disturb Tang shi any longer, so they prepared to leave like this.

Tang Shi stood on the steps and looked at their backs for a long time, but saw that Bai Yu and Du Shuangtian were standing a little apart, Song Qixin was talking to the somewhat shy fourth brother Ouyang Jun, and the black-bellied Ye Shun was touching his chin , looking at the road ahead, and occasionally catch up with Bai Yu for a few words.

He couldn't restrain some strange emotions welling up in his heart, he always felt that the way he looked at Ximo Pavilion was different from before.

Walking into the room, he found that the inside was spotless, as if it had been cleaned up. Thinking of the senior brothers and sisters coming out of his room just now, and looking at the newly renovated decoration, he couldn't help laughing One sound.

Painted clothes...

The ceremony of painting clothes is not going to be carried out immediately. The first thing Tang Shi should solve is the mountain soul.

He sat cross-legged and meditated, and felt more spiritual power flowing in his meridians, flowing slowly along the track opened up by the thirteen volumes printed, and ink qi surged along his meridians.

Since the last time he came out from Xiao Zi Zai Tian, ​​Tang Shi was able to extract a certain amount of ink from the Chong Er Baojian and blend it into his fingers. At that time, Tang Shi thought it was strange that the treasure mirrors matched, but after considering the Ximoge mentality and the particularity of his own Chonger Baojian and Fengyue magic brush, Tang Shi felt that this kind of fit should be—after all, he himself There is a feeling of being in the same place.

After completing the operation of the first three layers of the thirteen volumes, he felt a bit of black ink flow out of the large amount of spiritual energy flowing in the meridians, and it entered his hands.

After several weeks, Tang Shi raised his hand and saw a light black cloud coiled on the nail of the thumb of his right hand. When he moved his fingers, it dispersed like a cloud, but the smudge Once the effect came out, it was as if Tang shi's fingernails had been painted black.

As soon as he frowned, he wiped the hand, and then the black ink disappeared.

People say that people who have been exposed to a lot of pen and ink will have black fingertips and nails. It seems that he has answered that sentence, and he is full of literati.

The things that need to be prepared for painting clothes are complete, the pen is three wooden heart pens, the ink is the heart of Moshan, the paper is silk satin woven from ice silk, and the seal is green iron seal.The next thing to consider is how to successfully paint clothes.

It's just a way to make scrolls. Tang Shi had already found the way before he started to practice, not to mention that he has experienced so many things recently. Now that he sits in this quiet hut, there is a kind of disturbance from before. The feeling of settling down.

He took out the small box and saw the black jade-like Thousand Buddha Incense inside. He had already taught him how to use it before. After his body and mind had completely calmed down, he took off his outer robe, and then lightly tapped it with his fingers. Shake, the incense of Thousand Buddhas has been slowly ignited, the fragrance surrounds him, and slowly penetrates through the pores opened on the outside of the skin of the body, penetrating every inch of flesh and blood, and then slowly gathers into the meridians among.

There was a faint golden light in the sea of ​​consciousness again. Tang Shi originally thought that this was the last time and it should go well, but he never thought that after the thousand Buddha incense approached the Mountain Soul's vein this time, the thing seemed to feel As his doomsday approached, he began to struggle desperately holding Tang Shi's golden core.

This could endanger his life at any time, how could Tang shi tolerate it?

At the same time, the murderous intention also rose. The mountain soul vein seemed to be stimulated by the incense of thousands of Buddhas, but when it began to distort, it happened to reveal a little gap, revealing a little bit of the golden core. .

The opportunity is at this time!

As long as the golden core is exposed, the mountain soul and ground veins will not be able to prevent the complete communication between the spiritual power and the golden core in Tang Shi's meridians.

Seizing this opportunity, the spiritual power in Tang Shi's body rushed towards the golden core like a flood that opened the gate. There was a circle of strange purple flame-like pill patterns on the golden core before, but now it is bright When he stood up, it was like a flame. The next moment, Tang Shi's spiritual power finally collided with Jindan completely.

The mountain soul veins are cold, and after wrapping the golden elixir for a long time, the color of the golden elixir seems to be a little dim, and the flame suddenly ignited, and it was like a thunder from the sky that stirred the ground fire, and it was already on the ground in an instant. A fire ignited in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Then everything burned up, and the flames had already wrapped the Mountain Soul and the Earth's veins in an instant. After all, this thing had clung to Tang Shi's mind for a long time. He could feel the emotions of the Mountain Soul and the Earth's veins at that moment, but he never wavered in his heart. Continue to burn heartily.

The Mountain Soul and Earth Vein finally let out a scream, like a poor squirrel loosening a pine nut, let go of Tang Shi's golden core, and then quickly moved in Tang Shi's sea of ​​consciousness, without knowing it He found a way out from somewhere, so he got out of Tang shi's sea of ​​consciousness, followed his neck and spine straight down, and reached a certain point behind him.

There was a flash of light in Tang Shi's eyes, and he closed his eyes and looked inside, but suddenly he was taken aback. He didn't know when, an ink painting was imprinted on the first spine under his neck, like a slow The rotating vortex, after the mountain soul ley line escaped, was sucked into it.

The mountain soul is white, but the ink-colored vortex imprint is black. The two merged suddenly, and then separated in the blend of black and white. Tang Shi looked at the black and white color, and immediately recognized many Like a Tai Chi seal.

Immediately afterwards, a voice slowly sounded in the depths of his mind, it was a clear and vague voice: "I have no malicious intentions."

When Tang Shi's scalp exploded and rubbed, did the Mountain Soul's veins become refined?

"I am an elf." The voice said again, "You destroyed my Haoran Mountain and lost my shelter, so I found it again, and now I use your body to rest, and the old grievances are wiped out."

"..."

Darling, don't make decisions like this without authorization, okay?

Tang Shi wanted to scold his mother, the tender pinching sound, what a huh, huh, huh, a polite look, it was going to kill him.

Tang Shi wouldn't believe what this thing said that he didn't have any malice towards him—right and wrong have already been said before, the mountain soul leyline blocked his Golden Elixir at the beginning, but he had no good intentions, if it wasn't for the right and wrong Thousand Buddha Incense and Great Returning Pill , Now Tang Shi is already a corpse, and now the mountain soul said this, but because Tang Shi is strong now, but it is weak, falling behind, and changing with the trend.

He knew it very well in his heart, but he quietly used his spiritual consciousness to spy on the thing that looked like a Tai Chi seal. The ink-colored vortex before seemed to be formed by his own ink energy, but Tang Shi didn't remember anything about himself. Sometimes there is such a thing...

He frowned and thought for a while, but found that no matter how much his spiritual consciousness penetrated, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, even the spiritual power. After a long time, the spiritual power in Tang Shi's body was swallowed by this thing, and his eyes flashed After the cold light, he felt that the mountain soul was actually trapped by this thing, so he sneered: "It's up to you."

The mountain soul didn't react too violently, and just said: "Your heart is like a Buddha, your body is the Tao, your nature is like a demon, and your nature is a demon. There are thousands of ways, and if you choose one, you can reach the heavens. If you practice all the ways together, you will destroy yourself. .”

Tang shi didn't know that he had cultivated so much, and after secretly probing that the mountain soul was locked in the vortex under his neck spine, he was completely relieved.

This vortex is made of ink, and it should be related to the thirteen volumes of printing, so when he goes back to the ink hall tomorrow, he will just ask the master.

"Other people say that I practice various ways, but for me, all ways do not interfere with each other, and there is no harm to practice. There are thousands of ways in the world, and one person walks thousands of ways, why not?"

After all, Tang Shi still had that kind of arrogance in his heart. If the monks in this world didn't have this kind of arrogance, how could they cultivate against the sky?

The mountain soul is born of heaven and earth, and likes to follow the sky. It is naturally different from human monks. It cannot understand the thinking of Tang Dynasty, nor can it understand the thinking of other monks.

Maybe other monks thought they were cultivating in accordance with the sky, but in fact they have been practicing against the sky—it's just that the crime of going against the sky is too great, how many people dare to admit it?

Tang shi was one of the few, his cultivation was something against the heavens, and no matter what he did, it was not wrong.

The mountain soul seemed to feel that he couldn't tell Tang shi clearly, so he didn't say anything.

Black and white are interlaced, and the Tai Chi seal is slowly rotating, as if it were natural.

Tang Shi pressed his temple, put aside the matter for the time being, and practiced the thirteen volumes of seals again - as he remembered, the thirteen volumes of seals seemed to be incomplete...

It is said that the ancestor is in the wilderness, maybe there is a new realm.

After all, the Great Wilderness is still a mysterious place.

After a night of boring meditation like this, the feeling of Jindan being released was so overwhelming. Powdered incense ash was scattered around Tang Shi's side, the color was gray, and there was still a lingering fragrance.

When he connected the seals with his fingers, there were streaks of ink flowing through his fingers, but there was a vague trend of getting stronger and stronger.

After nearly half a month of the golden core being locked, Tang Shi, who once again restored the connection between his spiritual power and the golden core, experienced an unprecedented strength.He can control his own body, and even with his powerful spiritual sense, he can control the whereabouts of every bit of spiritual power. He can precisely control his power-spiritual power is cultivated with the "Heart Sutra", and spiritual power is cultivated with "Thirteen Books of Sealing".

At dawn, Tang Shi opened his eyes, his pupils were as black as ink, and it gave people a very deserted feeling in the early morning.

He moved his fingers, the thumb pad of his left hand touched the nail cover of his right hand, and the ink gas that reached below the nail cover moved with the movement of his finger pad, but he played like this for a long time, and then gently With a swipe of the ground, the vaguely strange ink cloud was erased and hidden.

When he came out, a few drops of morning dew fell from the stretched leaves of the big banyan tree. Tang Shi opened his mouth and stretched out his tongue to catch it, but then smiled inexplicably.

Turning around and closing the door, he went directly to Huimo Hall in the back mountain, where the three elders were already waiting for him.

It's just that when they saw Tang shi, the eyes of the three of them invariably flashed a look of shock.

As soon as Tang shi stepped into Hui Mo Hall, he felt the spiritual light flickering under his feet, and a formation lit up, but it seemed to reflect something in a flash.Tang Shi almost thought that he was in some danger, and subconsciously put himself on guard, but the formation didn't hurt Tang Shi, but turned into a clear Tai Chi pattern, which slowly turned under Tang Shi's feet Standing up, Tang Shi felt that the vortex on his back also matched the frequency of the rotation of the Tai Chi diagram under his feet.

He was a little surprised, and felt that his guess was right—this thing really has something to do with the thirteen volumes of printing, right?

No matter how different the practice method is, Ximo Pavilion is still a branch of Taoism after all. Taoist cultivation is marked by the Tai Chi picture, and Buddhist cultivation is marked by the swastika seal. As for demon cultivation, demon cultivation has always been indeterminate. normal.

Tang Shi didn't dare to move for the time being, but when he raised his eyes, he saw the shock in the eyes of the head and the two elders.

Su Hangdao said: "Don't panic, this is just a formation to test your cultivation in Hui Motang, just come here."

There used to be similar cultivation test formations in places like the Sutra Pavilion, and Tang Shi was no stranger to them, but this one seemed different from the others.

Now Tang shi is in the mid-Gold Core stage, and the elders are all in the Nascent Soul stage. In fact, it can be seen at a glance that Tang Shi Dao is hungry.

"Disciple pays homage to the sect master and the two elders." Tang Shi saluted, then raised his eyes to look at them.

When Suhangdao looked at Tang Shi, he felt the changes in his body, and said strangely: "When I saw you yesterday, you had the spirit of the mountain spirit and the earth veins in your body clinging to your golden core. Remove it, why is it not there today?"

Tang Shi was also about to ask about this, but suddenly he didn't know whether he should say it or not. He looked at Su Hang Dao and hesitated for a long time. After many times of analysis, he still felt that the vortex was related to the thirteenth volume of printing. , and could feel that these people had absolutely no malice towards him, so he said: "A friend of Xiao Zi Zai Tian once used the thousand Buddha incense to remove the mountain soul for his disciples. Yesterday, the disciple used the last piece of thousand Buddha incense to remove this thing. There were some accidents - at the same time, a vortex imprint appeared on the back. The mountain soul went directly into the vortex, and now it can't come out. This vortex is extremely weird, and the disciples are not sure whether it is how come……"

Yan Huisheng, who was still drinking tea, suddenly spit out a sip of tea, and before Suhang Dao and Zhou Mo asked to stop him, he asked directly: "You actually created the Danqing seal?!"

The corners of Suhangdao's mouth couldn't help twitching, he just felt that Yan Huisheng was too reckless, and he said it before he was sure if it was Danqingyin.But it's no wonder that Yan Huisheng stayed in the vegetable garden all day, and he might have forgotten what the reason for their Ximo Pavilion's existence was.He sighed, looked at Tang Shi, but waved his hand, and said, "It's hard to say whether it's Danqingyin or not, so come up."

It was the first time Tang Shi heard about the name Danqingyin, and he only walked up to it, but he already deduced from the name and the expressions of the elders that this thing was indeed related to the thirteen volumes of printing.

Suhang Dao asked him to turn his back, but he pulled down the outer robe behind him a little, and only glanced at the imprint. At this moment, the mutated imprint turned out to look like Tai Chi. Suhang Dao was stunned for a long time, as if It's an expression that wants to laugh but can't, and crying doesn't feel right.

Tang Shi was puzzled: "Sect Leader, what's wrong?"

Suhang Dao let go of his hand, and said: "Your seal is the Danqing seal that ordinary people cannot cultivate, but... now it should be called Danqing Taiji seal."

Yan Huisheng glanced at Tang Shi's seal, and then he took a breath. His brain, which had not been used for a long time, began to turn, and there was a burst of shock, but before Tang Shi turned around, his expression It has been restrained.

"Danqing Taiji Seal?" Tang Shi didn't understand, and pressed his hand back on the back of his neck.

Although he is already a monk in the Golden Core stage, he is still less knowledgeable than the old monsters in the Nascent Soul stage. After all, the thirteen volumes of seals are not recorded in Xiao Zizaitian's scriptures. What you see is different from what you have experienced in person.

This is the difference between reading thousands of books and traveling thousands of miles.

Su Hangdao explained: "The thirteen volumes of printing and engraving were created by the predecessors. This Danqing seal is actually something in the legend. Only those who are very talented in printing and engraving the thirteen volumes can practice it. What you see is It is understanding and chance, and it seems that only the founder has cultivated it so far. As for Taiji, you collapse Haoran Mountain, and the mountain soul and earth veins enter your body-although it is a spirit monster, it is also born of heaven and earth. It is the awe-inspiring spirit that has been accumulated for tens of millions of years, so it becomes Zhengyang..."

When he said this, he suddenly stopped, and he felt puzzled.

Yan Huisheng next to him frowned and said: "No, if Haoran's mountain soul is Zhengyang, I will wash the ink pavilion and engrave the thirteen-volume Danqing Seal, isn't it against Yin?"

Tai Chi is the way to reconcile yin and yang in Taoism. Generally speaking, it is the righteous way. At least most of the Taoist cultivators call themselves righteous. Now according to this reasoning, their Taoist cultivators have become demons instead. Isn’t this a joke?

Not only Yan Huisheng was puzzled, but Zhou Mowen also felt strange, only that this matter was really weird.

Tang Shixin said that these three people don't think they are demons and heretics, do they?But his behavior... is really no different from that of demons and heretics...

Tang Shi didn't know what to say, so he could only look at the three of them, and said after a long time, "This Danqing seal has become like this, what should I do?"

Yan echoed, "Just let it go."

Suhang said: "..."

Zhou Mo asked: "..."

Tang Shi: "..."

Hey, why don't you be so unreliable!

At any rate, I have cultivated thirteen volumes of seals, but now my cultivation has gone in a rather strange direction, and even the elders of the master's sect are helpless. Are you sure you are not funny?

Master and uncle, please don't make trouble, if there is a problem with the exercises, you will die!

Perhaps it was Tang Shi's eyes that aroused Su Hangdao's sympathy, he coughed, and said with some embarrassment: "Actually, you are the only person I have ever seen in this sect who has cultivated the Danqing seal, so after all this I don't know what to do with things, you are very talented, let's practice step by step, maybe you can walk out of a different path."

"..." This is the most unreliable sect in the entire cultivation world...

Tang Shi suddenly felt deeply that he was trapped in a ridiculous world and couldn't extricate himself. Others practiced like this and that, and he was groping for himself from the beginning.

I didn’t talk about it when I was in the Tang family. No one even taught me how to practice qi. It is the Chong Er Bao Jian, which I haven’t fully figured out so far. After I arrived at the Ximo Pavilion, I started to practice the Fengyue God Brush with thirteen volumes of seals, but Nima——now I suddenly cultivated a piece that is said to be the predecessor The road never traveled.He thought that he could finally cultivate ready-made things, but in the end...

The world is as pitiful as ever.

Tang Shi almost wanted to cover the blood on his face. He was born with a rough life, so he couldn't help it - who told him to be so handsome that he was so handsome?

Well, it's all a joke.

In short, these things encountered today completely refreshed Tang shi's three views.

He asked in a daze: "Master, do you think I will die because of cultivation?"

Suhangdao assured him solemnly: "Anyway, this is still a road that no one has gone before. You must know that there are thousands of exercises in the cultivation world, there are good and bad, and there is always a need to introduce new ones. Only in this way can we ensure the prosperity of the entire cultivation world. If you can find your own path, it is not impossible for you to shatter the void and ascend to the upper realm in the future. Don’t be disheartened, my fate is up to me, it sounds nice, But I want you to do it. If you don’t have great perseverance, you will be just a low-level monk throughout your life.”

Suddenly stunned, Tang Shi raised his eyes to look at Su Hangdao.

This is the first time I heard such words from other monks—practice is something against the heavens.

Tang Shi suddenly felt that he had really found the right place. He was a person who adhered to this creed, but now he heard Su Hangdao say this, and he was inexplicably moved.

"Facing the sky and going against the sky have always been a topic of contention in the cultivation world. But I, Ximo Pavilion, have always acted against the sky. I have tens of thousands of Shuyin star monks, and countless powerful monks in the wilderness. It seems to be in the sky, but in fact it is against the sky, and most of the monks have the heart of defying the sky." Su Hangdao's voice suddenly became farther away, and he was already talking about the Tao, "Cultivators have calamity, and even There is a special stage of cultivation called 'Crossing Tribulation', which means that the heavens hinder our cultivation, the four cultivators of immortals, Buddhas and monsters, and the rest don't know—at least I practice Taoism, and it is indeed against the sky. There are countless low-level people in the Lingshu Continent. Level monks think that following the heavens is the right way, but they don’t think that once they follow the heavens, they will always be low-level monks.”

"Cultivators fight against others, against themselves, against the sky!"

Su Hang Dao suddenly smiled, patted Tang Shi on the shoulder, and saw that his mind was a little shaken, and finally sighed again, saying: "You are already in the middle stage of Golden Core, and it is only a matter of time to transform into a baby. Those who cultivated the Danqing Seal are all extraordinary people—let’s see if you can be included in the Golden Book of the Great Wilderness after the Sifangtai Meeting, and if you can enter the Great Wilderness, you will know the demeanor of a true monk in the Lingshu Continent.”

Between the words, there is also an unspeakable longing and admiration for the Great Wilderness.

It’s just that Su Hang Dao and others have no chance for the time being. They have spent hundreds of years cultivating to the Nascent Soul stage. After all, the chance of breakthrough is not great.

Tang Shi lowered his eyes, pictured the appearance of the Great Wilderness in his heart, and remembered all the rumors he heard about the Sifangtaihui and the Great Wilderness when he returned all the way. The whole continent is centered on the Great Wilderness. The dream of many monks in this life is to enter The Great Wilderness—it's just that the entire cultivation world is pyramid-shaped after all, and there are only a few short people who can enter the Great Wilderness.

Although the Great Wilderness is the core of the entire continent, there has always been a veil of mystery, making it difficult for others to see its true face.

From ancient times to the present, it is like an ancient god, sitting in the center of the continent with a vicissitudes of life, accepting worship from all directions.

This feeling is undoubtedly full of longing for the cultivation world, which respects the strong.

Tang Shi was not immune either, the words of Suhang Dao echoed in his mind - fight with others, fight with yourself, and fight with the sky.

"It seems that there is no need for us to clean up your mountain soul veins for you. Now that your strength has reached its peak, you can prepare for the ceremony of painting clothes."

After all, Suhang Road changed the topic. This time, the ink hall is actually the ancestral hall of the entire Ximo Pavilion, and incense is still enshrined in it.This kind of place is always better to be dark, even Ximo Pavilion is no exception.

Standing in this hall, one cannot clearly see the appearance of the back of the hall.

Regarding the painting of clothes, Tang Shi had his own plans, he said: "Because of traveling abroad, my disciple's technique is a bit unfamiliar, and if I want to go to the inkstone wall to practice breaking the wall, I will immediately prepare for the ceremony of painting clothes when I come out."

"That's fine. I would like to spread invitations to the whole Nanshan. If you are not sure of success, you can tell me."

The implication was to avoid putting too much pressure on Tang shi.Suhangdao is actually a considerate old man in essence.

Tang Shi smiled and said, "Master, the head of the sect, let's rest assured and feast the heroes."

"OK!"

Su Hang Dao laughed out loud, with a vaguely relieved look on his face. Although this relationship between master and apprentice was false, he was really moved by Tang Shi. This kid, almost