The waiter opened the door, bent down and extended his hand in a gesture of invitation, saying, "If you have any other instructions, just pull the red rope in the room. When the little one hears the bell, he will come immediately."
Tang Hui nodded slightly and then strode into the door.
The waiter gently closed the door and said, "Then I won't disturb the Immortal Master's rest."
After saying that, the waiter left room No. 2.
The furnishings in the house are very simple, with a bed, a table, a chair, a locker, and nothing else. The bed is a hard bed, covered with cotton wool and quilts, with a white bed sheet and white pillows on top.
The table is a square wooden table with a tea set on it. The chairs are naturally hardwood-style armchairs, seven floors new. The lockers are some years old, three floors high, not far from the head of the bed.
There was a small wooden window on the side, covered with a gray curtain. Tang Hui opened the curtain, pushed open the window, and looked at the scattered cultivators on the street for a while, then walked back to the table and sat down slowly.
On the chair, he took out the fingernail-sized jade disc fragment that he had just spent 400 lower-grade spiritual stones on.
A mere fragment of a jade dish the size of a fingernail can actually make the five uncles in the five organs feel manic and frightened. What high-end item could it be?
Tang Hui then activated the five-color spiritual power in his Dantian, and used his hands to perform a series of sacrificial techniques. The fragment of the jade disc was as unresponsive as everyone said. To be precise, it rejected the spiritual power.
Tang Hui frowned. When practicing the five-foot long sword, it was absorbed like a bottomless pit, while the jade disc fragments were repulsive, and the five-color spiritual power could not squeeze in. From this point, it can be seen that either the jade butterfly fragments
It's more advanced than a five-foot sword, or it's a complete waste.
In the world of cultivation, whether one can absorb spiritual power is the simplest way to measure the treasures of heaven and earth.
Immediately, Tang Hui tried to use the individual attributes of the five elements to test one by one, but the jade disc fragment was still rejected.
Tang Hui stretched out his gloved wolf claws and tapped lightly on the wooden table, thinking hard, and then used the five-foot stone sword from the sea of consciousness on the Lingtai to shoot out a sword energy, hitting the front of the jade disc fragment, and the sword energy shattered suddenly.
The jade disc fragments were not damaged at all.
It's indeed hard enough.
Currently, this is the only attribute of the jade disc fragment that has been measured.
Tang Hui stretched out his hand to pick up the fragment of the jade dish, put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully, and found that the broken gap was in a disorderly manner, not cut neatly by a sword, but like a piece of leftover material that suddenly collapsed.
Tang Hui condensed the spiritual power of his Lingtai consciousness sea into one force, and used the tried and tested "spiritual stab" to stab at the jade disc fragment. Suddenly, the world was spinning and his head was dizzy.
In a trance, Tang Hui felt that his body was light and weightless. A huge purple palace appeared in front of his eyes. Purple energy was flying around. The gate of the palace was so high that it could not be seen at a glance.
Tang Hui walked against the wind, passed through the purple-filled gate, and entered the door with swaying smoke. Bright golden lotuses emerged from the ground, and glazed necklaces hung from the sky. It was still not clear from a distance, but
Countless purple energy can be seen rising, filling the air, flying here and there, and swinging away.
Tang Hui tried to reach out and grab one of the purple qi to absorb it, but the purple qi passed through his palms, his body, and even his head, as if he was a transparent person.
In desperation, Tang Hui continued to move forward.
Walking and walking, in addition to continuing to fly, Tang Hui tried to shout, but found that he could not make any sound, just like a mute, losing all the ability to speak.
Day after day, month after month, year after year.
Even Tang Hui couldn't feel the passage of time. In short, he was like a paranoid lunatic and could only keep speeding forward. He even didn't dare to look back, fearing that if he turned around, he would be lost in the dense purple air.
The hustle and bustle of the world has faded away, and there is nothing but silence here. There is only a purple ocean in front of you.
Eternal loneliness.
Could it be that practicing Taoism and achieving immortality means eternal loneliness?
So what is the meaning of such immortality?
Tang Hui's Taoist heart began to waver. In an instant, the storm surged, and huge monsters emerged from the purple energy, and they rushed towards Tang Hui one after another.
Tang Hui was shocked and reflexively raised his five-foot long sword to slash at the demons. However, he suddenly found that the five-foot long sword did not appear at all. The demons laughed ferociously and pounced on Tang Hui, trying to tear Tang Hui into pieces.
Tang Hui chanted the mantra again, but no sound came out at all. His hands seemed to be imprisoned and he couldn't move even half an inch. What on earth was going on?
The demons got their wish, opened their huge mouths, and swallowed Tang Hui in one gulp.
"I am Hongjun, the sage of heaven and earth. This sermon in Zixiao Palace is officially launched. In three days, the gate of Zixiao Palace will be closed and hidden in the sea of chaos. Those who cannot catch up in time can only wait for the second sermon."
"I preached in three parts, expounding the great ways of heaven and earth, promulgating the wonderful principles of all things, teaching three thousand dharma, and describing the road to sainthood. Anyone who has the ability and the opportunity can enter the void, and a path of traction will appear."
"You only need to follow the colorful stairs to reach the Chaos Returning Zixiao Palace."
Hearing a majestic sound that resounded throughout the world, the monsters dispersed unwillingly. Tang Hui woke up suddenly, overjoyed, and felt a burst of ecstasy in his heart, "Thirty-three days away? Zixiao Palace? Daoist Hongjun? Spokesperson of Heavenly Dao?"
The dao heart that was originally hesitating and crumbling suddenly became firm. That person was the top boss under the law of heaven. In the prehistoric era, he could easily kill a saint with one palm.
At this time, Tang Hui remembered the conversation between the Great Sage Sun Wukong and Patriarch Bodhi. He couldn't remember the rest. He only remembered that Sun Wukong repeatedly asked, "Can I live forever?"
To attain enlightenment and live forever is the long-cherished wish of many cultivators.
In an instant, rays of light of various colors chased from behind, red, white, green, blue, yellow, pink, purple, black and so on, illuminating the entire purple ocean.
Bright as day.
What the hell.
Tang Hui closed his eyes and took a quick step forward. In just one step, he arrived in a huge palace. It was so high that it couldn't reach the top. There were six futons filled with purple air at the front, and six people were already sitting on them.
Tang Hui found that he had used his eyesight so much that he could not clearly see the backs of the six people. Everything seemed to be blurred by mountains, clouds, and mist.
Immediately after Tang Hui, Taoist priests came one after another, lamenting and sighing because they couldn't grab a seat, but no one dared to make a loud noise. Tang Hui still couldn't see their figures clearly, and could only vaguely identify human bodies.
.
The originally huge palace was suddenly crowded with people, with a rush of people coming and going.
Tang Hui suddenly remembered the past school mobilization rally. The huge playground was crowded with students from all grades and classes. Standing on the ladder, he could see thousands of heads moving.
This palace, which is tens of thousands of times larger than the previous school playground, is still packed to the brim with no empty space. A rough estimate is that there should be millions of monks.
"The auspicious time has come to open the forum and preach."
Ge Di, from directly in front of Tang Hui, where six futons were sitting around, a huge dark green lotus appeared, with seven or forty-nine petals, blooming one after another, and a Taoist sitting cross-legged appeared from the middle.
, the face and figure are still unclear, as if looking at flowers in the mist.
The Taoist said loudly: "Those Taoists who did not catch up with this sermon can only look forward to the next Yuanhui."
The Taoist monk flicked his sleeves, and the tall door was closed. Many Taoists who had just stepped through the door were overjoyed and came one after another, fearing that they would be late and miss a word or a half.
"There is a true secret to the enlightenment of esoteric secrets. There is no other way to cherish the cultivation of your surname and destiny. It is always your essence and spirit. Be careful to store it firmly and never let it leak out. Don't let it leak out. It is hidden in your body. You will be prosperous if you accept my preaching. It is very helpful to memorize the formula.
Get rid of evil desires and get coolness; get coolness and bright light, so that you can admire the bright moon from the alchemy platform; the moon hides the jade rabbit, which means hiding the crow, and the tortoise and snake are free to intertwine; the intertwined phase means that the surname is strong, but the golden lotus can be planted in the fire; the clusters of five elements are reversed
Use it, and you will become an immortal or a Buddha after you finish it."
As the Taoist priest on the lotus platform read aloud, Tang Hui painfully realized that he was as if he were listening to a heavenly book, unable to hear what was being said, and he scratched his head and scratched his head anxiously.
The Taoists in the main hall were all trying hard to comprehend and think, and occasionally gained something, but Tang Hui couldn't understand a word. It was a matter of realm.
The six people sitting in the front row are all saints. The one standing in the back row is either a quasi-sage, or a Daluo Golden Immortal or a Daluo True Immortal. He is the only one who has not even developed a golden elixir and lacks combat power.
By chance, Wu's scumbag came to the Zixiao Palace thirty-three days away to listen to the sermon. How could he possibly understand the vast avenue?
Tang Hui's days are like years, which may be a kind of blessing that other immortals would envy, but for him, it is very painful, guarding the treasure mountain without a key. It is like someone opening a shortcut to heaven for you.
, but you find yourself embarrassed that you can't move.
Urgent, urgent, urgent,
It’s so urgent!
No immortal paid attention to this ant-like existence. Tang Hui's internal organs were rolling, and the ground was shaking. It was as if he heard the sound of the great road. Are the five uncles in his body still there? Can they understand it?
Immediately, Tang Hui looked at his nose with his eyes, his nose at his heart, he held Yuan Shouyi, sat cross-legged, and listened carefully. He did not ask for a deep understanding, but just memorized it word by word and engraved it in his mind. He would wait until his realm was improved before he could participate again.
Enlightenment.
The three-inch figure in the Lingtai Sea of Consciousness was copying the sound of the Great Dao recited by the Lotus Terrace Taoist, and his body was lifted up little by little. Following the original devastated sycamore tree, the small figure in the Lingtai Sea of Consciousness was slowly repairing.
The world is also gradually expanding outwards, and the five uncles among the five internal organs have slowly grown four little feet.
Holy shit, this is the rhythm of a snake turning into a dragon.
I don’t know how long it took, maybe it was a day, maybe a year, maybe a thousand years.
The five uncles actually expanded to more than one meter in length and looked like small dragons. They were truly majestic. The sea of consciousness on the Lingtai expanded to a hundred feet in radius, forming a small world of its own. The three-inch little man grew to be exactly the same size as Tang Hui in his previous life###
It no longer changes, but continues to write the sound of the great road on the ground of the Lingtai Sea of Consciousness. The entire land with a radius of 10,000 feet begins to sprout mountains, rivers, trees, flowers, grass, flowers, birds, insects, fish, birds and animals.
It corresponds to the general outline of "Tao gives birth to one, gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives rise to all things."
At this time, the Taoist on the lotus platform remained silent, and then disappeared together with the seventy-nine-petal lotus platform. The immortals in the huge palace stood for a long time, seemed to have gained something, and then left one by one.
It was announced that the lecture in Zixiao Palace was over.
At the same time, Tang Hui from Weishanfangshi woke up leisurely, his eyes like lightning.