Chapter 25: The Seeking Truth on the Stone Tablet Is Full of Twists and Turns

The wind howls, and the sound of killing comes from time to time. It is the ghosts fighting each other. As long as they kill each other, they can get the condensed Yin Qi of the other party. It is much faster than the efficiency of their own hard training, but Blindly seizing the opponent's Yin Qi will make your own Yin Qi mixed and impure, affecting future progress.

So most of the people who are fighting now are first-level ghosts. After advancing to spirit ghosts, they are wisely invented. Knowing that this will not work, they naturally look for places with pure yin energy to refine their own yin energy. This is why most spirit ghosts live in large areas. A reason inside Huai Town.

After Wu Yi finished recuperating, the eastern sky had already revealed a hint of bright color. Even if there was a fierce ghost here who was about to be promoted to the Ghost King, it could not completely stop the sun's rays. At most, it could be blocked. The power of heaven and earth was really impressive.

Wu Yi stood up and faced the east. He knew that a brilliant golden sun was rising in that direction, spreading light over the billions of feet of land.

Seeing that the sun was about to rise, the ghosts had a completely different attitude. They screamed and stopped, and fled to a secluded place to hide. Even if the sun's brilliance was blocked by dark clouds and couldn't actually shine in, they were afraid of the sun. Instinct, especially for fierce ghosts like them, their souls will fly away when the sun shines on them, and they will not enter reincarnation.

Even extraordinary spirit ghosts would not like to walk under the sun. Last time, Wu Yi tried his best to coax Yan to let her follow the two men with peace of mind.

The sun is out and we can do things again. Wu Yi secretly thought in his heart, how could Wu Yi be willing to accept the fact that he was frustrated and had his body mask broken by that ghost last night, and no valuable information was found.

"Cultivating the Dharma is now my weakest skill. Most of the techniques required in "Feng Dao Lu" involve the Dharma, but I didn't see any chapters describing how to practice the Dharma. Is it possible? Do you need to rely on the improvement of Qi to improve your Dharma cultivation?"

Wu Yi said angrily that he read the contents of "Feng Duo Lu" over and over again in his mind, but he really couldn't find any content on how to practice the Dharma. It's like giving you countless seeds of Qihua Yaocao, but But they won’t give you soil, even if you know that these flowers and plants are very precious, there is nothing you can do about it.

For the matter of Dahuai Town, it is absolutely not enough to rely on his own cultivation. No matter how confident he is, he is not arrogant enough to think that he can build the foundation and open the pulse in just a few days. Once he meets the first-level deacon professor in the sect, The ghost is ten dead and has no life.

If you can't take the right path, you can take the side path. Wu Yi has always pursued practicality first. As long as it can help him fish in troubled waters, he can't use any method. However, the most convenient Dharma path is blocked at the moment, which is really worrying.

With his current weak Dharma cultivation, it would take him a whole night to cultivate even if his mind is broken. I don’t know when and what month he will be able to find out what happened in Dahuai Town, and the people in the Taoist temple are currently The master is coming soon, at least Wu Yi thinks that the Taoist temple will definitely send a master here.

After all, it is not far from the Taoist temple. When a ghost disaster occurs around the Taoist temple, the master in the temple will not know how much blame he will receive. Wu Yi even guessed that Wang Chuchen might come. After all, if there are really ghosts close to the ghost king, there are no other ghosts in the Taoist temple. People can suppress it.

"When the temple master comes, I won't have to stay any longer, hum." Wu Yi was heartbroken and stopped thinking about these trivial matters. His mind was completely absorbed in the desolate and simple stone tablet inscribed with "Fengduolu", trying to find out what it was. The method of cultivating the Dharma.

The desolate and dark stone tablet reaches into the sky, the mysterious and wonderful inscriptions, the countless evolutions, and most importantly, the majestic atmosphere that suppresses the heavens, all prove that the stone tablet has an extraordinary origin.

Looking at the stone tablet that evolved in his mind attentively, Wu Yi's mind circled around the stone tablet, but he still couldn't find the method he wanted.

Under this majestic stone tablet, Wu Yi couldn't help but feel a sense of insignificance, just like a mortal who obtained the Wordless Book and wanted to understand the endless truth contained in it, but found that he could not see anything.

After wandering outside the stone monument for a long time with no results, Wu Yi came up with the idea for some reason: Since it can't be seen from the outside, let's go inside and maybe find out.

He approached the stone tablet with his mind and touched it with his palms first. Since it was all manifestation of the spirit, his palms passed through the surface of the stone tablet, and an extremely comfortable feeling came from his palm. Wu Yi subconsciously wanted to completely enter the stone tablet with his whole body.

It seems to contain endless mysteries, the principles of heaven and man, the ways of all living beings, everything you need. As long as you enter, you can get it. In fact, Wu Yi did the same, and his mind completely entered the stone tablet.

At this time, in the outside world, Wu Yi's aura seemed very strange, looming, as if he was gradually becoming isolated from the world.

Wu Yi is about to disappear from this world.

Sensing that the connection between his master and him was getting weaker and weaker, and might even disappear, Xiao, who was protecting Wu Yi, flew around anxiously, looking at the peaceful Wu Yi, not knowing what to do.

Even the black beetle in the bead felt the looming flames around him. He hurriedly stopped everything he was doing, expanded his consciousness, and immediately understood what happened. He couldn't help but curse: "What is this idiot doing? Does he want to enter the underworld? Himself Just look for death, why bother me?" Soon, the black beetle's body began to become looming, making it want to cry.

Black Beetle and Wu Yi are indeed both prosperous and destructive.

This stone tablet is actually a boundary tablet, a boundary tablet between the worlds of life and death. Every world with living beings has it, but not everyone can see it. This is the truth of heaven and earth, the manifestation of the great way. Only those who have the opportunity can see it. If there is no opportunity, even if you become an immortal, it is rare to see it.

Strictly speaking, the stone tablet in Wu Yi's mind is not a real boundary tablet, but a powerful person who has seen the boundary tablet. The understanding of the boundary tablet contained in the skills created by him, but even this little understanding is a discussion of the truth of heaven and earth, which is definitely not something Wu Yi can get involved in at the moment.

Wu Yi's carelessness inadvertently involved the laws of the great way, the way of life and death, from life to death, so the black beetle scolded Wu Yi for not knowing how to live or die.

Generally speaking, only after reaching the Jindan stage can a cultivator initially feel a trace of the power of the great way, commonly known as the law. There are three thousand great ways, without any distinction between high and low. If any one is missing, the world will have flaws and run smoothly.

This stone tablet can no longer be described as a single avenue, but rather a combination of avenues. It seems that only one of the avenues is currently entangled with Wu Yi, but in fact it has been mixed with countless other avenues and is inseparable.

After the Jindan stage, cultivators control a trace of the avenue. It is common for them to rely on the laws of the avenue in daily battles. It is also common for the opponent's law power to linger in their bodies and cannot be dispelled, but that is just a law that the cultivator has comprehended by himself, and it can be expelled with some effort.

What is involved with Wu Yi is the stone tablet evolved from the avenue, which is essentially different. Unless Wu Yi himself has some understanding, no one can help him.

What Wu Yi is surprised about is that after his mind is completely immersed in the stone tablet, what he sees is still a stone tablet. For a moment, Wu Yi even thought that he did not enter the stone tablet, but it was just an illusion, but then Wu Yi knew that he did not have an illusion, because this stone tablet looks more ordinary, without the complex and precise patterns carved on the outside, and there is no profound and profound Xuanwen.

Wu Yi was not disappointed. He remembered the beads he saw for the first time. They were also so simple and dim. Treasures are naturally obscure. Only by looking at whether there is a bright eye can you find out the extraordinary.

The world inside the stone tablet is unknown, and the past and future are unknown. It is chaotic. There is only one stone tablet, which seems empty.

From the outside, there is no mystery. Wu Yi tried to touch it with his left hand. The stone tablet was like a phantom. The white hand passed straight through. He did not feel that there was another world, nor did he feel other strange things.

But when Wu Yi looked at his left hand passing through the stone tablet, his face was horrified, his heartbeat accelerated, and cold sweat ran down. His hand turned into white bones, and it seemed that there was a strange force inside to prevent Wu Yi from pulling his hand back.

"What the hell, damn it." Looking at his left hand that was being dragged tightly, Wu Yi finally began to feel that he might be a little careless. He suddenly thought, "How did I get in here."

With his cautious nature, he should not be so impulsive, so it can only be that there is something wrong with this stone tablet. Wu Yi frowned, and his fierce look was revealed.

A flash of white light passed by, and Wu Yi cut off his left arm completely, completely getting rid of the strange force behind the stone tablet.

There was no blood or anything on the cut, his current body was condensed by his mind, but Wu Yi's face turned pale in an instant. Although the damage to his mind was not visible on the body surface, it was more harmful to people than that.

Outside, Wu Yi was originally sitting on a tree. At this time, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fell backwards. If it weren't for the quick eyes and hands of the monster, he hurriedly caught Wu Yi and laid Wu Yi flat on the ground, otherwise the consequences would be simply unimaginable.

People have three treasures, spirit, energy and spirit, which are indispensable and jointly guarantee the health of the human body. The loss of one will cause changes in the other two.

After Wu Yi cut off his left arm, the matter did not end. The left arm that fell on the ground changed and turned into another Wu Yi, but it was an image of an old man. If Wu Yi hadn't vaguely seen some of his features, he couldn't believe that this was what he looked like when he was old.

What surprised Wu Yi even more was that the old man actually spoke.

"Don't believe it, my today is your tomorrow. Wang Chuchen will come here in a few days to kill the ghosts. You will get nothing. When you return to the temple, Sun Zhijie will suppress you with excuses. You will never get ahead and stay in the Qi Refining Stage for the rest of your life."

After the old man finished speaking, he laughed up to the sky. There was bitterness and helplessness in his laughter, and there was endless unwillingness. In the end, all the unwillingness turned into deep loneliness, as if he thought that this was what he should do.

"Give up, don't look for any Dharma or Dharma. The way of heaven is constant, and fate is determined by heaven. We mortals can't change anything."

Wu Yi originally thought that he could get some useful information, but who knew that it was these. He imagined a blade of air to kill the old man in front of him and continue his search.

If he gave up now, he might really fall to this point. The old man's words not only did not extinguish his passion for searching, but strengthened his motivation to persist.

After the old man was killed, he was split into two. What he said was almost the same as before, but Wu Yi's final ending was a little better. Wu Yi didn't listen to them and raised his hand to shoot two more blades of air.

It was divided into two, two into four, and so on. Finally, Wu Yi simply stopped wasting his energy and just wanted to squeeze in to the nearest part of the stone tablet to take a look. However, the crowd was so surging that not only could he not squeeze in, but Wu Yi was pushed farther and farther away from the stone tablet and could not even see the shadow of the stone tablet.

Wu Yi was angry in his heart. He concentrated all his energy and sent out a powerful air blade, sweeping out a large open space around him. However, before Wu Yi had time to move forward, the crowd appeared again, even stronger than before.

Knowing that this was not going to work, Wu Yi tried hard not to be squeezed away by the crowd while thinking hard about a solution.

Listening to the endless voices urging him to give up, Wu Yi felt extremely painful. However, this pain could not be eliminated and could only be endured.

I don’t know how much time passed, but Wu Yi’s eyes were red, bloodshot, and sunken, like a person who had been awake for many days.

The sounds in his ears could no longer be heard clearly, and there was buzzing noise everywhere. Wu Yi had no strength to stop the crowds of people pushing him, and he was pushed farther and farther away from the stone monument.

But if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that Wu Yi's eyes maintain a trace of clarity and tranquility, but they are hidden under the endless bloodshot eyes and appear so weak.

Suddenly, all the sounds completely disappeared, and the silence was eerie. Wu Yi fell to the ground helplessly. He used his last bit of strength to raise his head, looked at the stone tablet in the distance, and said disdainfully: "My fate is up to me, not to God. ”

The stone tablet gradually dispersed, and at the same time, the whole world gradually disappeared. Wu Yi's mind returned to the present world. When he opened his eyes, what he saw was Xiao's worried eyes and the expression of joy that he was awake.

He had just fallen to the ground not long ago. The endless time he endured in the world of stone tablets turned out to be just a moment. Wu Yi smiled happily and then fell asleep tiredly. Although the real world was only a moment, what he experienced in his mind was really countless. Time.

The sleeping Wu Yi exuded an aura of tranquility. Upon sensing this scene, the black beetle was glad that he did not have to accompany Wu Yi to be buried. However, after noticing the aura of tranquility exuding from Wu Yi, it originally stopped joking. Gong's expression became much more solemn.