Luo Yin raised his feet and ran wildly, shooting out like flying rocks and disappearing in the blink of an eye. Only a cloud of smoke and dust remained in place, hesitating for a long time before it was willing to disperse.

Li Shangyin first observed and looked carefully, Bai and the two of them. After they had an idea in their hearts, they turned around to comfort Sima Hui and said, "Sir, please don't be anxious."

"The sparrows take off and fly, grabbing the elm tree and stopping. How high can they fly?..." As he spoke, Luo Yin had returned to Li Shangyin's hands.

Gu and Bai's eyes moved slightly, as if they had some realization in their hearts.

The realm of yin and yang is indescribably wonderful. And this Li Shangyin...

Li Shangyin chuckled, "The sky in the Ningding realm is nothing but an elm in the eyes of the Yin and Yang realm."

Luo Yin was indignant, "Li Shangyin, you are only one level higher than me, don't be too proud!"

Li Shangyin was used to Luo Yin's bad temper and said calmly, "Things that nourish the soul are rare, let alone the mulberry forest planted by Mr. Shui Jing. The mulberry leaves there can nourish the soul. - You

The ones picked are the best."

Sima Hui has always been known as an elegant man, but at this moment he was furious. If Li Shangyin hadn't stopped him, he might have fought to the death with Luo Yin in the morning.

Lao Luo is so unscrupulous that he makes Mr. Nice Guy so angry that he has a hot sauce face.

Luo Yin wanted to defend himself, but when he saw Li Shangyin turning to get out of the way, he could only say angrily, "Just give it back to him. With so many people watching, am I shameless? I'll give it back to him right now. It's really... bullying

Honest man."

Sima Hui stepped forward and grabbed Luo Yin. The two of them were tearing apart and went aside to settle their grievances.

In the forest of ink poems, all the sages were in their own right, in small groups. It seemed that no one noticed that the two outsiders, Gu Yucheng and Bai Zhiyi, gathered under the forest just for a small banquet, chatting and admiring nature.

There was an almost kind smile in Li Shangyin's eyebrows, like an old man looking at his younger generation.

This poet, who has a melancholic appearance and a slightly desolate look, although he has relied on his cultivation in the Yin and Yang realm to make himself look as good as he was in his early thirties, he has witnessed too much from the late Tang Dynasty to today.

For a moment, the three of them looked at each other in silence.

Xia Cungu came to the three of them and said, "Senior, I want to talk to Gu Yucheng."

Li Shangyin had this intention: "Okay, you are all the younger generation and can always communicate with each other. It just so happens that I also have something to be busy with."

Li Shangyin stood up and looked into the distance, as if he was recalling the poor days when he was a book hawker and a pounder when he was young.

Turning to look at Gu Yucheng and Bai Zhiyi, Li Shangyin showed a relieved smile.

Xia Cungu went straight to the point and said quickly, "I wonder if little friend Gu has a nickname?"

Xia Cun's ancient appearance is still childish, but as a monk in the late Ming Dynasty, it is not inappropriate to call Gu Yu his little friend.

Nowadays, it is rare for monks to have a pseudonym. Gu Yucheng answered truthfully, "There is no pseudonym."

Xia Cungu nodded when he heard the words, "There is a saying in the Buddhist scriptures, "Blessings are not donated by Tang", and later they were also written as "Gong is not donated by Tang" - what does Gu Xiaoyou think about the word "Gong Tang"?"

It means "the efforts you make will not be in vain".

Tang means empty and big. Tang Zhi means empty consumption and waste.

Xia Cungu chose the word "Gong Tang" for Gu Yucheng, which naturally does not mean that all his achievements are in vain. The word here means "big".

Success will lead to great achievements, self-cultivation will lead to governing the country.

Xia Cungu went on to explain, "I am very optimistic about Gu Xiaoyou - I hope that Gu Xiaoyou can make great contributions that will carry forward the past and open up the future."

Gu Yucheng could feel the expectation contained in Xia Cungu's choice of characters, and he saw the figure of Nan Xun in Xia Cungu.

Those fiery eyes are peering at the world from the confinement of decay.

"If necessary, he will draw his sword and rise up." Gu Yucheng thought as he looked at Xia Cungu.

"The word Gongtang is exactly what this junior wants." Gu Yucheng accepted the word.

Xia Cungu was very happy.

Bai Zhi, who had been silent for a long time, fell into a deeper silence.

Xia Cungu sighed softly, "Do you two know what is happening in the outside world?"

Gu Yucheng answered truthfully, "The junior's... subordinates passed on the situation through the psychic jade. Although the junior has lost his physical body, he still has some understanding."

Bai Zhiyi was a little surprised.

Gu Yucheng explained, "Xuan Sheng took over the physical body, but he did not destroy anything of mine, nor did he prohibit me from snooping. He even deliberately guided my ancient spiritual power to observe the psychic jade."

Bai Zhiyi suddenly realized, "That's right. He has never been with the Nine Ancestors."

Xia Cungu nodded, "Come and listen."

Gu Yucheng told the information provided by Cang Shuliang in detail.

After hearing this, Xia Cungu couldn't help but smile, "People's hearts can use it. - In this case, I don't need to elaborate any more."

Bai Zhiyi frowned slightly, "I want to know..."

"This is the place where the Nine Saint Sons live. I will leave everything to you about this ancient place." Xia Cungu interrupted Bai Zhiyi, acting resolutely and decisively.

"But now, I want you two to come and take a look and see what Xuan Sheng wants to do." Xia Cungu's voice fell, and the surrounding spiritual power vibrated, and the body of the soul peeled off at the same time, and the power of the soul was peeled off.

Xia Cungu's whole person became blurred like an ancient inscription, and his momentum also dropped.

The monks around him were aware of Xia Cungu's actions, but no one took action.

Occasionally, one or two monks wanted to do something, but they were stopped by the people around them.

Gu Yucheng and Bai Zhiyi saw clearly and clearly that Xia Cungu was consuming himself like an ingot.

No matter what Xia Cungu wants to do, the price will be paid.

How much this ink ingot is consumed will be lost forever.

The power of the soul was combined with the spiritual power, and a mysterious force rippled with Xia Cungu as the center.

No matter how Gu Yucheng mobilized the ancient spiritual power, he still could not comprehend the power in front of him.

Xia Cungu coughed lightly, "Whether it is a monk's soul or his soul, without a body, he is just a castle in the air. Even if his soul is as majestic as Afang Palace, it cannot withstand the erosion of time."

"Unless the state reaches the realm of Taiyi, it can be intangible and spiritless, and it can have form and spirit. As for us, it is a special situation."

"Before the monks reached the Condensing Cauldron realm, they mainly relied on the body's qi, blood, flesh and blood, meridians, spiritual seas, etc. to sense spiritual power and improve their cultivation. But when they reach the peak of enlightenment, if they want to further sense the world and break through the Condensing Cauldron, they must condense the cauldron.

Refining the soul into the soul.”

"This is the evolution and qualitative change of individual monks."

"Before the Supreme Sermon, the monks already knew the harmony of Yin and Yang. Before the Ningding Realm, they focused on the physical body. When they reach the Ningding Realm, they need to seek the balance between the physical body and the soul. It is to regard the two as Yin and Yang and seek their harmony."

"The domain is the product of a monk's own yin and yang. Note that what is mentioned here is not the yin and yang energy. It is just the balance between the physical body and the soul. The more harmonious it is, the stronger the domain."

"The cultivation of the Ningding Realm is divided into twelve stars. The cultivation of the last three stars involves the breakthrough of the Yin and Yang Realm."

After a while, Xia Cungu's soul body finally stabilized again. On the surface, Xia Cungu had recovered, but Gu Yucheng knew that Xia Cungu's soul had been irreversibly damaged.

"We Yuanshen can exist in the world forever because of the mystery of this place. This is the resting place of the Nine Saint Sons. When the Eastern Emperor Taiyi left, the Nine Saint Sons were left to govern the wilderness. Unexpectedly, the demon clans rebelled.

He got up and seriously injured the Nine Saint Sons.

Although the Nine Saint Sons were in the Condensing Cauldron Realm, their bodies were still decaying and it was difficult to return to heaven. So they hid in the Great Immortal Heaven, leaving their clansmen in the Zhengding Source, opening up a piece of heaven and earth, and setting up formations as a resting place."

"We guys have never broken through to the Condensing Cauldron Realm in our lifetime. The reason why we are here is due to Senior Li..." Xia Cungu wanted to continue, but a mirror of water waves opened in front of him.

No one could tell when this mysterious water mirror appeared. No one could figure out what the power that formed the mirror in front of them was.

"This secret method is jointly mastered by the monks of Zhaojian Shidong. It is called Wu Zhen."
Chapter completed!