Gu Xu had long guessed that the "Longevity Sect" and the Youzhou Zhao family's practice method are essentially from the same source and have an extremely close connection.
Even the gods they believe in are named after "fire", and they are not lofty immortals like "God" who look down on all living beings, but mortals who have accomplished cultivation, which can be said to be quite "down to earth". gas".
And today, in the process of assisting Zhao Yan in awakening the power of blood with the help of the "Hui Lu" rune and the improved Red Flame True Art, he realized this deeply.
The Karma Sutra and the Nirvana Sutra are like two fragments of the same Tao. The former takes "Hell Karma Fire" as the key and focuses on "washing away one's sins and realizing the transcendence of the soul and the immortality of the body." , the latter uses "phoenix" as the image, emphasizing "resurrecting from the ashes and becoming stronger and more beautiful".
The two have many similarities and can complement each other in many ways.
"Then what do they have in common?" Gu Xu silently thought to himself, "If I extract the essence of them and integrate them, can I make my Red Flame True Secret even better?" One floor"
He thought for a moment and quickly got the answer
That is "power", "transformation" and "subversion".
Thinking of this, he made a prompt decision, and based on his new understanding, he began to revise the scriptures of the Red Flame True Art again.
If there were high-level monks by his side at this time, they would definitely be surprised by what he did, because the scriptures he rewrote already have the atmosphere of the Great Dao, and this is usually the case. , is something that only a strong saint can do.
It can be said that the current Red Flame True Technique is very close to the real high-grade technique. And because it was adapted by Gu Xu himself instead of directly copying the exercises created by others, it is extremely compatible with him and improves his practice efficiency even better than most high-grade exercises.
Gu Xu felt that if one day in the future, he could completely digest the profound meaning of the Tao, then he would not be far from the realm of a saint.
If Gu Xu's experience at this time can be described as "enlightening", then Zhao Yan's feelings can be described as "cutting away the bones and washing the marrow."
The heat flowed from the palm of her hand, along her meridians, and surged through many acupoints such as Magpie Bridge, Jianggong, Huangting, Mingtang, etc., and the true energy flowed through, making her tremble all over. .
She felt as if there was a secret treasure buried deep in her body that she had never discovered before. But today, this treasure was dug out of the ground and quietly opened by an invisible key. The power inside poured out, making her feel more powerful than ever before.
In addition to power, there are countless messy memory fragments flooding into her mind. The contents of these memories are quite similar to the illusions that appeared during her practice.
She saw the familiar black wasteland, the dense white bones lying at her feet, and heard the howling wind and the creepy howling of ghosts and wolves.
"Master, do you really want to leave?" She heard her voice say in a small, distant voice, with a hint of crying in her voice.
Then she heard a man sigh and said, "Yes. After I leave today, I will never come back again. So you have to be strong to protect everyone."
Most of Zhao Yan's martial arts skills were taught to her by her parents and Coach Cai, and some of them were learned by herself from reading books. She has never been a teacher specifically, nor has she ever called anyone "Master".
But for some reason, the voice of the man she called "Master" made her feel inexplicably familiar.
"Could this be the legendary past life memory?" She secretly guessed, "Could it be that I am really the reincarnation of the saint they call?"
"If I was really a saint in my previous life, then this teacher "Is this the legendary God of Fire?"
Zhao Yan was thinking about the problem while trying to adapt to the changes in power in her body.
In an instant, a pair of dazzling wings appeared in the air. Behind her, every feather was condensed with flames, the lines were extremely clear, glowing with red, orange and yellow colors.
The temperature in the room increased sharply, and the candlelight rose. They all dimmed in front of these fire wings. The dust in the air reflected the firelight and slowly floated around her, like thousands of newborn fireflies.
Zhao Yan opened her eyes. >
At this moment, her hair was no longer dark black, but turned into brilliant gold.
"Is this the true power of the Flame Spirit Body?" She took a deep breath. , sighing silently in her heart.
She felt that she was already at the peak of the fifth realm, and she would be able to fight even an ordinary sixth realm monk if she went to find the eldest prince Xiao Shangyuan now. It was hard to tell whether he would win or not.
Then her eyes fell on Gu Xu.
She could see his face as he was still immersed in the world of cultivation. The tiny beads of sweat on her face shone softly under the reflection of the flame wings.
She couldn't help but lament that the gods must have been biased when creating the human race. The flawed face must be a work of art that she painstakingly crafted; while the rest of the world is just mud that she threw on the ground.
"He is really like a mystery," she thought. Not only can he be slightly better than me in a duel at the same level, but he can also act as a humanoid flint to help me awaken the power of my bloodline.
"If I am really the reincarnation of Huang Nu, then who is he? How can he master the Tao of Fire that is so close to the essence?"
Zhao Yan was puzzled.
Suddenly, she thought of the man in green whom she met in the Daguguan lava cave not long ago. He had sucked up all the research in Dihe and destroyed one of her treasured cultivation places.
"Could that person be Gu Xu?" she guessed.
Before, she felt that the man in Tsing Yi was so profound that he could interfere with her spiritual sense.She knew that the realm must not be low, and might even be higher than hers, so she did not associate it with Gu Xu, who only had the third realm.
But now, she deeply understands that Gu Xu cannot be judged by common sense.
"I have considered that if I find the man in Tsing Yi who drained all the magma in the future, I must settle the account with him carefully and show no mercy." She looked at the handsome face of the young man in front of her. , thinking silently, "But if that person is you, I will let you go for the time being"
"Who told you to be my benefactor"
Zhao Yan has an independent and arrogant personality , she never likes to owe others favors. She will pay back every bit of help she received from others.
Today, Gu Xu helped her awaken her bloodline, which was originally an attempt without much certainty. Now that she succeeded, it was a rekindling of kindness for her.
But how should she repay this kindness?
It would be too much to just help him protect the law according to the agreement. It was easy, and it seemed like she was taking advantage.
After about a quarter of an hour, Gu Xu finally opened his eyes.
“Thank you for your hard work. "He took back his right hand and smiled apologetically.
Zhao Yan then felt that in order to avoid affecting his practice, she had been holding her arm motionless, so now her arm was slightly sore.< /p>
The moment Gu Xu retracted his right hand, the mysterious connection between the two was interrupted, and the boiling essence gradually fell silent.
"I'm fine." She said in a nonchalant tone, "Aren't you planning to break through the situation? I will help you protect the law now. "
Her straightforward attitude made Gu Xu have to take back the words he was about to blurt out, then nodded and said, "Well, that's right. "
"Then hurry up," Zhao Yan said, "The Ghost King of Mangshan has probably started a killing spree in Luojing City. ”
Perhaps it is because she has always been withdrawn and eccentric, and is not used to expressing emotions such as gratitude and closeness; or perhaps after awakening her bloodline, she instinctively used a hard shell to cover her inner fragility. .
Although she had already kept Gu Xu's kindness in her heart and wanted to say a few words of sincere gratitude, she couldn't help but swallow it back. With this cold and stiff tone, he talked about serious business.
After hearing her words, Gu Xu stopped wasting time and left "Xianyunju". He took out the "Forgetting Pill" prepared in advance for breaking through the realm and swallowed it into his mouth.
Then he took a deep breath and prepared to enter the familiar netherworld again and climb "Homesickness". The last section of "Ling".
However, at this moment, Zhao Yan's voice rang in his ears again.
"Thank you," she said, "If today I If you’re not here, then I”
Her voice is very soft, like a gust of spring wind. If you don’t pay attention, you will miss it. It is very different from the aggressiveness in the past.
"You're welcome," Gu Xu interrupted her with a faint smile. Then he paused and added, "By the way, your wings are so beautiful."
After hearing his words, Zhao Yan realized that she had forgotten to take back the pair of fire phoenix wings, letting them glow behind her back, illuminating the entire royal palace as bright as day.
She immediately retracted her wings, feeling an extremely rare emotion of "embarrassment" in her heart.
Gu Xu closed his eyes.
In the world of consciousness, he was standing on the steps of "Homesickness Ridge", looking at the "Wangxiang Terrace" not far ahead.
This steep mountain has a total of 4,999 steps.
Gu Xu has already climbed the 4989th level, and is only left with the last ten levels to reach the top of the mountain.
He still remembered that on the "Naihe Bridge", the white-haired boy once said to him, "I will wait for you on the Wangxiang Terrace."
White-haired boy The boy also said that the four nails on his body represented four sealed "authorities."
When Gu Xujin entered the third realm, he pulled out one of them and obtained "time" that could change the flow of time.
So, what kind of power is sealed by the remaining three nails and can it help him get out of trouble?
In addition, so far, as to the true identity of the white-haired boy, As well as the relationship between him and himself, Gu Xu already had some guesses in his mind. But he still needs more evidence to confirm his conjectures.
He thought as he continued to move forward along the stairs.
First level, second level, third level, fourth level
"Wangxiang Terrace" is a building with a strange shape. It is wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. The face is like a bow and the back is like a bow. The bow strings and cornices reflect the sky, and the shape is strange.
There is a poem that goes, "On the Wangxiang Terrace, there are ghosts and ghosts in panic, and I can't help but burst into tears. My wife, children, old and young are leaning against the coffin, and relatives and friends are gathered in the mourning hall."
In the legend, "Wangxiang Terrace" It is the place where ghosts who are about to enter the underworld look back at their hometown in the underworld.
In Dahuang’s cultivation system, the “Wangxiang Terrace” is also an important level, where the monks will look back on the mortal world for the last time. From then on, they will gradually get rid of the fetters of the mundane and gradually enter the extraordinary realm.
After Gu Xu climbed onto the "Wangxiang Terrace", he also looked back.
He found that his vision suddenly became brighter and broader. The fog in the mountains dissipated instantly, and the dark sky suddenly became clear and clear.
In addition to the steep cliffs, rugged mountain roads, rolling waves of the River of Forgetfulness, and the blood-red sea of flowers in the underworld, various scenes from the real world also caught his eye. The entire wilderness appeared in the distance. The horizon is like a colorful canvas, and every building, every person, and every thing is particularly clear.
His eyes first fell on Yishui County. After the "Nine Infants Disaster", the county town has been rapidly rebuilt with the help of imperial monks. New buildings and old housesStaggered arrangement.
He saw Chen Jisheng in the yamen of the Exorcism Department, sitting behind the familiar desk, frowning and flipping through the documents in front of him; he saw that Wang Yang, a clerk in the Exorcism Department, had now He was promoted to the rank of Ninth-level "Investigator" and was on a mission in the outskirts of the county. He was holding a stack of "Tai Shang Arctic Demon-Suppressing Demon-Slaying Talisman" left by Gu Xu in his hand, and his expression was more confident than in memory.
He saw that the owner of the magnificent and spacious Shi family mansion no longer lived in it, and only the sycamore tree stood alone in the courtyard. He remembered that not long ago, he and Shi Xiaohan set off fireworks under the tree together, and the silly girl told him seriously that she would protect him for the rest of his life so that he could stay at home in peace and make cookies for her for the rest of his life.
He saw that the cemetery in the suburbs of Yishui was still silent. On the tombstones that had been weathered by the sun and rain, there were carved inscriptions Zheng Yu, Pan Xiaopeng and other people he knew or did not know. name. Some tombstones have tributes and white bouquets placed in front of them, while others have been forgotten by the world as time has passed.
Then his eyes moved slightly north and saw the dangerous peaks of Yishan Mountain. Perhaps it was because the altar of Kongxuan Sanren had been destroyed by him. The dark clouds on the top of the mountain had long since disappeared without a trace. The clear blue sky made the snow on the mountain white and pure.
Yan Guogong Zhao Changying told many lies, but there was one thing he told the truth. The Yishan Snow Girl was indeed injured and fell into a dormant state.
She was lying quietly in the empty cave on the top of the mountain, her eyes closed tightly, her dimples were like frost, her silk hair was like ink, her white clothes were as white as snow, her slender hands were folded and placed on her chest, she was so beautiful and delicate, Beautiful and holy. It looks like a statue of a goddess carved from ice and snow, or like the Sleeping Beauty in a fairy tale, waiting for a prince to kiss her awake in her sleep. ,,