Chapter 246: Seeking Life at the Cost of Death, Seeking the True Scriptures

A faint blood mist rose from the burning core of the Burning Emperor, mixed in the light black mist in the sky, and it looked extremely inconspicuous. With Wu Yi's cultivation, he could not see anything unusual, and he could not intervene in this level of conversation.

This blood mist slowly dissipated, and after arriving beside the white-bearded old man, it slowly gathered and turned into a hazy figure, and bowed slightly to the white-bearded old man.

The white-bearded old man looked at the hazy figure in front of him and knew that it was just a remnant soul of a clone, not even a remnant soul, but an obsession, which was precious to be able to survive until now.

However, it was not easy for the white-bearded old man's magical clone to destroy this obsession. After all, this was the inner cave of the Burning Emperor, but it was not impossible to destroy it with it.

The white-bearded old man showed a curious gesture and asked: "Where are you from, fellow Taoist?"

"Hejue Domain, Mingyu Realm." The remnant of the Burning Emperor replied.

The old man with white beard had never heard of this world, and showed a puzzled look. His obsession made his figure dim, and he outlined the scene of a realm, with green mountains and green waters, phoenixes soaring, and white apes crying, as if that world was right in front of him.

The Taichu Immortal understood the origin, and knowing one can understand everything. The old man with white beard quickly calculated that the so-called Mingyu Realm was 100 trillion miles away from the Cangmang Realm. If there was no formation altar connected, it would take hundreds of years even for him to go there in real body. Moreover, by observing the laws of heaven and earth, he also saw the major forces in it.

"Why did you come here?" The old man with white beard continued to ask, obviously wanting to know clearly.

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One question and one answer, this conversation related to Wu Yi's fate, Wu Yi knew nothing about it. Finally, the old man with white beard said: "Since you are practicing this method of dying to survive, then I wish you to escape the catastrophe and return as soon as possible." After saying that, the suspicion on his body was reduced a lot.

Zhinian showed a grateful look, bowed to the old man with white beard again, and his body dispersed like catkins, completely disappeared in this world, and the core of the Burning Emperor that had been burning for a long time but not completely burned out also turned into nothing.

The world seemed to have taken off a layer of shackles, and the original Burning Emperor's mark disappeared. It lost a little bit of supreme meaning, but gained a little more vitality. Whether it is good or bad, let time verify it.

The old man with white beard focused his eyes on Wu Yi. He understood that the key to the Burning Emperor's return after the robbery was on this child. Wu Yi would get countless benefits in the process, but once the Burning Emperor returned, it would be the most dangerous time for Wu Yi.

That trace of remnant had always promised that he would never hurt this child, but who knew what his heart was like, and he could not believe it based on one-sided words. Risk and return are positively correlated, which is the law of nature.

Wu Yi realized the Taichu Seed before the golden elixir was completed. With such qualifications, he could be ranked among the eight hundred lower realms.

The old man with white beard thought for a moment, pointed his fingers, and a beam of white light entered Wu Yi's sea of ​​consciousness. Just in case, the old man with white beard left a talisman on Wu Yi's body, firstly to spy on the completion of the Burning Emperor's plan so as to respond to the situation, and secondly to protect Wu Yi's seedling.

The matter was completed, and the old man with white beard left the inner cave of the Burning Emperor. The outside world's Supreme True Ones were eagerly looking forward to it, but the old man with white beard ignored them completely, and did not explain anything. He simply said, "I already know about this matter, and you can just pretend that you don't know."

The expressions of the Supreme True Ones were different, but they did not dare to refute the decree of the Supreme Immortal. They bowed and said yes. The old man with white beard nodded slightly, and dissipated like light and shadow. Most of his magic power was deposited in the seal on Wu Yi's body. If it was not dissipated at this time, it would be detected by the power of the world in this world, but it would not be able to compete.

At the same time, Wu Yi in the bead was pushed out by a great force. After experiencing such things many times, Wu Yi was not as panicked as before, and took it calmly.

The inside of the bead was full of vitality, and it might be different when we meet again next time.

Many Supreme Immortals at the top of the Shi Pavilion sensed the trace of Taichu in Wu Yi, and all showed envy. Being able to get the favor of the Taichu Immortal, the old man with white beard, this boy has unlimited future prospects. Maybe he will be their fellow in the future.

Gong Shouqi looked at Wu Yi deeply, turned into a stream of light and left. Xuan Xingsi, the head of the sect, said lightly: "This matter is over, you should disperse."

Several Supreme Immortals left one after another, and only Zhi Tianxuan and Bai Ze were left here. Zhi Tianxuan was the one with the lowest cultivation level present. After a careful look, he faintly sensed the abnormality of Wu Yi, and couldn't help but look at Bai Ze opposite, opening his mouth to ask.

Bai Ze raised his little paw and said lightly: "Don't say too much, just do as usual." Zhi Tianxuan nodded silently.

Bai Ze's steps were mysterious, and he landed on Wu Yi's shoulder after a few steps. As long as he didn't have any unfavorable thoughts about Wu Yi, he didn't worry about the changes in the seal. Bai Ze secretly observed the immortal seal. The closer he got to things beyond his ability, the faster his cultivation progressed.

Wu Yi was naturally unaware of Bai Ze's arrival and prepared to continue copying the history books.

In total, the beads had changed, and it took him nearly a month. He needed to finish copying the history books as soon as possible, which was just right to calm his heart that had been shaken for the past month.

The sound of paper and pen touching each other came out, and Wu Yi carried out his task in an orderly manner.

Spring went and autumn came, winter went and summer came again. The history books recorded during the reign of the last few masters were several times more than those of the previous masters. Wu Yi spent two years before he finally finished writing.

He was in a good mood and just wanted to let out a long and clear roar, but when he thought that Zhi Tianxuan was practicing in a high level, he gave up the idea.

After copying books for several years, Wu Yi's mental power has greatly increased, but he is still a step away from condensing the netherworld Dharma body. Wu Yi privately guessed that it should be related to the lack of Yin Qi.

Relying on the Taiyi Divine Numbers Calculation Method, Wu Yi can now read the mysterious text as if he were reading ordinary text. The sixteen gods in the sea of ​​consciousness have grown up, and each of them looks like Wu Yi. Wu Yi seems to have many more souls at once, and his ability to deduce has increased a lot.

At this time, he is full of Taoist charm and as quiet as a virgin. If he wants, he can try to impact the Golden Pill Realm now, but the pill is a major matter of cultivation and cannot be neglected. It is necessary to find a spiritual object that can temper the spirit, otherwise the pill will not be of high quality if it is hastily made.

It took another half a month to sort out the copied books. Wu Yi bowed and said, "Master, the history books in the History Pavilion have been copied."

A white smoke descended, revealing the appearance of Zhi Tianxuan. Although he was in high spirits, he lacked some depth and breadth. It was obviously one of his clones. He glanced at Wu Yi lightly and said, "Go to the Sutra Pavilion and get the true scriptures." After a pause, he continued, "From now on, you are my formal disciple. Don't let me lose my prestige."

Zhi Tianxuan had already mentioned the true scriptures, and Wu Yi had expected it in his heart, but he didn't expect Zhi Tianxuan to make him a formal disciple at this time. He originally thought that he would have to wait until he achieved the golden elixir before he could be promoted. Wu Yi hurriedly thanked him for the unexpected surprise.

Zhi Tianxuan waved his sleeves, and a breeze blew. When Wu Yi opened his eyes again, he had appeared outside the History Pavilion. The Shi Pavilion had no doors on all sides, and Wu Yi had never entered it once by his own ability.

Wu Yi thought of Zhi Tianxuan's last resort, and thought: This seems to be the method of Taiyi Eight Gates recorded in Taiyi Divine Numbers.

The Eight Gates of Taiyi are Kai, Xiu, Sheng, Shang, Du, Jing, Si, and Jing, each with its own mysteries. There are eight gates in the sky to communicate with the eight winds. There are eight directions on the earth to respond to the eight trigrams, and the four seasons are the main ones for all things.

Taiyi Divine Numbers is not a true scripture, but more like a collection of magical skills. There are many methods, fighting, deduction, suppression, blessing, everything, but each method requires a strong deduction ability to do it. The Sixteen Gods Cultivation Method is more like a program.

In the past, Wu Yi was willing but not strong enough, but now he can try it, just like after the deduction power is strong, the methods that were not visible in the past are clear at a glance, and even observing the enemy's qi can predict the enemy's initiative.

Shi Ge is in a remote place in the inner gate of Yiqimen, far away from Jingge, so Wu Yi has nothing to do, so he is looking through the current helpful methods in his mind.

He has practiced a lot of true scriptures, whether it is true qi, qi and blood or spiritual consciousness, there are few people of the same generation who can compare with him.

When fighting with the enemy, he also relies on the mighty momentum and pushes forward, and the enemy is defeated without using any magic, so Wu Yi doesn't care much about this aspect.

But now his eyes have been set on the higher Jindan Zhenren, so this approach is not advisable, and he still needs to learn a few self-defense methods.

The first thing Wu Yi decided on was a magic called Jiugong Step. There is nothing to praise in terms of speed, but it wins in the mysterious footsteps. If the opponent does not understand the art of calculation, it can be said that he is invincible and even his true body cannot be found.

Perhaps it is the benefit of copying historical books. Wu Yi spent three days to get started with this magic, and a month later he had already made a small success. When Wu Yi arrived at the Sutra Pavilion, he seemed to have practiced this method for decades and mastered it completely. At this time, it was only three months since he first saw this magic.

Wu Yi only then understood Zhi Tianxuan's good intentions in asking him to copy historical books. With a good foundation, he could master everything.

When he came out of Xun Palace, ordinary people would only feel a breeze blowing, but they would not know that someone had passed by. When he appeared in Zhen Palace, a series of thunders were aroused, causing people to look around frequently.

Wu Yi was like a child, showing off his skills for a while, and finally showed his true appearance from Zhong Palace, and came to the second-level entrance of Jing Pavilion.

Wu Yi had been a disciple for several years, but except for the need to enter the Jing Pavilion for cultivation as a routine of the outer sect, Wu Yi had never stayed in the Jing Pavilion, but he had accumulated a lot of merits in the Biluo Realm, and it would be a waste if he didn't go there.

Wu Yi looked up and looked around. There were bustling people around him. Compared with the cold Shi Pavilion, the Jing Pavilion, as a place to store skills, had a much higher frequency of disciples coming.

After dressing straight, Wu Yi stepped into the gate of the Sutra Pavilion. The Yiqi Sect's true scripture, "Yiqi Shangyuan Tongxuan Gong", was available to all cultivators in the Xuanguang realm. Even if they knew that they had poor aptitude and a high probability of not getting it, many people still wanted to give it a try.

The true scripture is obtained by those who are destined to get it. The so-called destiny means that the aptitude is sufficient. This is what Zhi Tianxuan meant when he said before that Wu Yi should not let him down.