Chapter 253 Another Secret Road
In the forest, there is a simple thatched cottage, accompanied by vines and springs, not far from a clear lake. This area is quiet and peaceful.
Outside the cottage, there are bluestone tables and stone pillars, and tall golden thread and silver leaf osmanthus trees, which are fragrant and soothing.
This is a rare experience of transcendence. Wang Xuan is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, and there is no invasion of wild beasts and monsters. He temporarily escapes from the world, reads the golden bamboo slips, and thinks about the future.
In the past two months, even on the new star with super material depletion, his strength has also improved.
"Mist, the first small realm of transcendence. When I first stepped in, my spirit saw that there was darkness in the flesh and blood, and fog everywhere." Wang Xuan was thinking about the path of cultivation.
"I think the first person who stepped into this field must have been very confused and hesitant. When he looked inward, he was trapped in the fog of flesh and blood and could not see the next path."
In order to better understand the law and walk the road to the future, he put himself into the state of mind and thoughts of the first generation of extraordinary people long ago and started from the beginning.
"Light the lamp, tear open the fog with a strong will, accumulate enough spiritual energy, gradually see the road ahead, and break free from the shackles of the spiritual cage."
Wang Xuan felt that this was not something that could be achieved overnight. Perhaps many of the first generation of extraordinary people never walked out of the foggy field of flesh and blood in their lifetime.
"Refine the spiritual field, like hanging a lamp, illuminating the night sky of immortality!"
He believed that it was very remarkable that someone established this belief and pointed out the general direction, and it might not be the efforts of one generation at all.
"Use the light of the spirit to illuminate the eternal and silent extraordinary night sky and embark on the road to immortality!" Wang Xuan engraved on the bluestone desk.
He was quite touched. Just imagine, in that era of eating raw meat and drinking blood, in the harsh environment of competing with various beasts and monsters, it was really amazing for early humans to have such awareness.
"If the person who established this belief is still alive and still on the road of exploring the extraordinary, I think he or she must be extremely powerful."
If such a person lives in the present world, there is no reason not to be powerful.
After two months of practice, comprehending the golden bamboo slips, and comparing the stone tablet scriptures, Wang Xuan's strength has improved. He has reached the end of the Burning Lamp Realm.
Burning the lamp, the light of the spirit illuminates the way forward. He has seen the realm of life soil, and stepping into that realm is just around the corner!
"Life soil, the beginning of all things, the place where the extraordinary stands. Both the pre-Qin alchemists and Taoists attach great importance to this place. It can nourish life and is also the original place where the extraordinary life nourishes vitality."
The so-called life soil, there is no corresponding tangible place between the flesh and blood organs, but it really exists. When Burning the lamp reaches the end, one step further, you can stand in the life soil.
"If the extraordinary fades, will it start from the decay of the life soil? The beginning of the collapse of all things, the place of nourishment, the extraordinary original place, is extremely important."
Wang Xuan stood up, the grass and trees in front of him were fresh, the environment was beautiful, like a pure land outside the world, but it lacked super matter.
Some time ago, he often went to various temples and Taoist temples to absorb mysterious factors, and his flesh and blood were almost saturated.
In addition, both the flying boat and the yellow gourd also stored a large amount of mysterious factors.
But two months of practice and comprehension of scriptures have supported him until now, and they have almost been consumed.
He read the golden bamboo slips and compared the stone tablet scriptures, just to find a way to go on after the extraordinary materials are exhausted.
But now, he thought about it and felt it was too difficult.
If three years later, the extraordinary dissipates, the world corrects the mistakes, and everything returns to the original normal track, without the soil for the existence of myths, even if he comprehends the supreme scriptures, it seems that there is no way to change this situation.
"Will the inner scene be the last way out?" Wang Xuan frowned.
At present, which immortal has not opened up an inner scene? Now some real bones are absorbing the inner scene to revive and reshape flesh and blood.
But he feels that when the time comes, those inner scenes will be closed, and no mysterious substances can be brought in at that time. Otherwise, the immortals will not be helpless or even desperate about the future.
However, Wang Xuan's inner scene is a little different from his. He can open it when he was a mortal and can enter without the help of extraordinary power!
"I hope that three years later, my unique inner scene can still be used to bring in mysterious factors from that unknown place!"
Wang Xuan hopes that this may be the root of his future to keep his extraordinary power.
However, he can't rely on it completely. What if his inner scene is also locked at that time, or it is also exhausted inside?
He should make all kinds of preparations and try to find one or two more footholds!
Recently, he has been reciting the supreme scriptures of the alchemists, and he feels that it is difficult!
"In that era, the most powerful alchemists would capture sacred beasts and divine birds at will, not only for pulling carts and paying attention to pomp, but also for cultivation."
In this era, even if you understand the difficult golden bamboo slips, it is difficult to replicate that path.
How did those top alchemists practice? They picked heavenly medicines, captured sacred beasts to refine essences, and baptized their bodies with holy blood.
"That era was really enviable. There were all kinds of treasures and all kinds of strange things everywhere. Although the competition was fierce, it was also an extraordinary and prosperous era with abundant resources."
On the twenty-seven golden bamboo slips, there are the most powerful root methods, involving the supreme spiritual realm, and some true form diagrams, combined with the most difficult and difficult physical postures.
At the same time, these are all noted, and sometimes heavenly medicines and sacred beast blood are needed to baptize the spirit and body.
In this era, how can people practice?
"However, it is not necessarily impossible to practice. Some of the words above are meaningful. If you are confident enough, you can also absorb the divine essence."
The path of the pre-Qin alchemists, from the physical body to the spirit, is very rough, and is an overall improvement in the general direction.
"The Golden Elixir Road, integrates the essence, energy and spirit, accumulates the essence of the whole body in one place, cultivates a golden elixir, and breaks through from one point..."
From this day on, he also read the Five-Colored Golden Elixir Sutra, and even recited the secret of the Buddhist ancestral temple - the Sakyamuni Sutra.
Wang Xuan immersed himself in the world of practice, comparing various scriptures, and gained something every day. These scriptures involved alchemists, Taoism, Buddhism, etc.
"What is that, I seem to have found another secret path?!"
Half a month later, Wang Xuan's spirit was like a lamp hanging in the night sky, looking inward at himself, and when he explored in his body, he accidentally discovered a corner of a vague scene in the fog.
After reaching the Burning Lamp Realm, the fog in the flesh and blood was dispelled, but it was also relative. The land of life that could not be stepped on was still steaming and lingering with fog.
Wang Xuan's spiritual consciousness approached forward. Although he could not step on the land of life and did not enter this realm, he was standing in the fog that came out of it.
He walked forward along the wisps of fog, approaching a vague area.
The fog seemed to have constructed a road, curling and steaming forward. He kept moving forward, and gradually, he saw the scenery in the distance.
It was a very desolate area, as if no one had come here for many years. Far ahead, there was a post station on the roadside. In the dim light, there were lanterns hanging, but almost all of them were extinguished.
Like the style of a very distant era, the post station was dilapidated, some houses collapsed, and only one lantern was still lit, emitting flickering firelight.
Wang Xuan's spiritual energy was like a lamp burning. When he approached the post station, he found that the hanging lantern became brighter.
This seemed to belong to his post station, his road. He lit a lamp to illuminate this place, and the lantern began to glow softer.
He knew a long time ago that there were many secret roads, such as: the inner scene secret road, the heavenly medicine secret road, the dead land secret road...
In addition, there was another secret road that others could not see, but it really existed. Only those who discovered this field could walk on it.
"Find the way!"
Wang Xuan looked forward. The end of the horizon was dark. In the blur, it seemed like there was a village. There were no lights in each household. It was quiet and even a little depressing.
He frowned and did not move forward. Instead, he explored the nearest post station. There were no people here, and there were traces of previous use.
The kitchen that had not collapsed actually had a faint fragrance. There were depleted strange medicine residues in the pot. Was it left by the cultivator?
Wang Xuan was surprised and felt strange. This road was puzzling and confusing. It seemed that there was such a place and his spirit had accidentally entered it.
"This is not a post station for ordinary people. It seems to be a resting place for extraordinary people on the road. Even the food is not ordinary."
Then, he found a wine gourd and uncorked it. After so many years, there was still a smell of wine and a little crystal liquid inside.
"This..." He showed a strange look. The smell of wine made him feel refreshed and his mental power was somewhat condensed.
He thought about it and poured it into his mouth. He was in a state of mental consciousness now and did not dislike it.
Only three drops of sticky wine fell, shining with a light golden luster. After falling into his mouth, they quickly turned into energy.
In an instant, his mental consciousness seemed to be on fire and became bright. He kept trembling and felt dizzy. He felt like he was going to ascend to heaven.
His mental power was actually increasing rapidly, directly increasing by about one tenth.
This made Wang Xuan fascinated, standing in this ancient kitchen.
In the dilapidated post station with some houses collapsed, the remaining wine gourd, just three drops of wine, has such an amazing effect?
Wang Xuan's heart was surging, and his thoughts were in a mess. Where on earth did he come to? What kind of road is this? !
"Heavenly medicine, inner scenery, dead land, path finding... are all the essence of the old art, belonging to the secret road of the avenue. This time I embarked on a path finding journey and came to an incredible place?!"
This is just a post station, and there are such gains. There should be more incredible areas ahead.
Wang Xuan searched here and found nothing else of value.
He looked ahead with his spiritual eyes. Except for the lifeless village, there seemed to be a hazy light, lights, and a huge city at the end of the earth!
He couldn't help but walk forward. Behind him, the post station had a few more vitality, and then the hanging lanterns lit up one after another.
Wang Xuan approached the dark village, wanting to find something here, and even more wanting to pass through here and get closer to the bright area at the end of the horizon.
Suddenly, he looked up quickly. There were no stars or moonlight in the dark night sky. At this time, something fell down, which was a piece of yellow paper.
He couldn't help but reach out to catch it!
Suddenly I realized that this month is about to pass. If you have not voted for the monthly ticket yet, don't forget it.