Lu Feng focused on staring at the strokes hanging around him. In a trance, he felt his consciousness fall into a daze, and there seemed to be countless soul fires gathering around him, as if he was about to burn him.
He had sensed most of the soul fires before, and he could be sure that he was very familiar with this and could easily call out its name and specific characteristics;
But during the contact, I felt my head empty, as if I had never sensed it, and it was extremely strange.
While strange, there is also a sense of indescribable intimacy.
Under such familiar and unfamiliar sense, Lu Feng chose a "dot"-shaped stroke not far away from him, and stroked the complex spirit fire aura contained in the strokes one by one.
It was like bathing in a whole ocean of soul fire, countless waves surged towards him layer by layer.
From the initial resistance, Land Feng gradually became accepting, and finally became part of this wave of tide as if it were assimilation.
The thousands of soul fires seemed to be surrendering, and he didn't need to deliberately sense them, so he naturally understood them.
Over time.
Lu Feng found that he finally had a clear control over that little stroke and could lead it away from the originally suspended area.
This was something he had no choice but to do anyway.
After this discovery.
Lu Feng was even more convinced that the real trial at this level is the spelling ‘game’.
First, you sense the countless soul fire auras contained in each stroke one by one, and then control these strokes to move. Once you spell out specific characters, you will be able to lead to the eighth level space.
At the moment, the seventh floor trial space left fruitlessly and failed to find the corresponding portal. Lu Feng could only grit his teeth and continue to sense, hoping that after reaching the eighth floor space, he would have the chance to leave.
The first stroke, the second stroke... the fifteenth stroke...
I don't know how long it took.
Only then did Lu Feng finally complete the induction of all strokes.
Fortunately, I could realize that the passage of time in this space was obviously much slower than that in the outside world. Otherwise, Lu Feng asked himself that he had been delaying for so long, even if he turned around and successfully left, the Holy Fire Mingyuan would have been closed long ago.
At present, although he was able to successfully control the strokes floating around, Lu Feng was still a little overwhelmed.
These strokes hanging horizontally and vertically made him unable to tell what character was disassembled for a moment.
It's better if it's within cognition, but if it's outside cognition...
He is afraid that he will never be able to piece together the correct appearance no matter what.
Lu Feng carefully controlled the horizontal line that was floating not far away from him, slowly put them together and combined them into the first two strokes of the word "Emperor".
The two strokes were pulled by the power of his soul, and as the moment they slowly fit together, an unspeakable wet and glutinous feeling came, as if the softest parts were touching each other, with an indescribable sense of comfort.
Lu Feng was guided by the power of his soul, and this feeling was the most real, as if he was thrown into his mother's arms and was hugged tightly, with a sense of peace of mind beyond comfort.
To be more precise, it seems like he has returned to the mother's abdominal space where she was pregnant for ten months, so comfortable that he almost fell asleep peacefully.
As this sense of comfort and peace of mind swept, a soft and low voice suddenly rang out from the sea of ​​souls.
‘The breath is the key to heaven and earth, and the gateway to yin and yang. When breathing is regulated, the qi is harmonious. When the qi is harmonious, the soul is peaceful. When the soul is peaceful, the body is solid...’
The sudden sound made Lu Feng smart, and his consciousness instantly split from the comfort, staring at the surroundings in panic.
Seeing that no soul shadow appeared, I couldn't help but be stunned.
"Can't it..."
When Lu Feng thought of the sudden appearance of this soul sound, he seemed to roar directly in his soul sea, and he couldn't help but stare at the point and one horizontal line he had just pieced together not far away.
"Is the boundary that the strokes are broken through in harmony between them and the strokes are hidden in a certain kind of practice technique?"
While murmuring, Lu Feng looked around and frowned, "Is this... Could it be that the eighth floor space of the Soul Burning Holy Fire Tower?"
"Or the seventh floor and the eighth floor space are originally one? After he selected the aura of the chaotic true fire level, the eighth floor trial hidden in the dark appeared?"
Lu Feng carefully pulled other strokes with suspicion, wanting to try to see if his guess is accurate.
Of course.
When the horizontal and vertical intersects, no strange phenomenon occurs, and even the previous comfort of blending water no longer appears, but there is only an unspeakable sense of resistance.
Lu Feng was stunned and couldn't understand everything in front of him.
Looking at the scattered strokes around, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed.
"Is it possible that only by correctly pieced together the strokes, the boundaries of contact will be broken, and the corresponding chapters of the martial arts hidden in it will be presented?"
The more Lu Feng thought about it, the more likely he felt, and he seemed to be looking for the direction to piece it together, and began to piece it together quickly.
When a point meets a stroke.
Sure enough, a soft soul sound appeared again in the sea of ​​souls.
‘The mysterious way is profound, profound, mysterious, and infinite use…’
‘The heaven and earth are not in shape, chaos is not open, and once the qi is transformed, yin and yang are judged...’
‘The beginning of heaven and earth, the root of all things, the heaven and earth are the same body, all things are one, the way of unity of Tao, no self, no thoughts, no form...’
Lu Feng was a little distracted when he heard this, but after careful consideration, his soul trembled, as if he had been baptized by supreme power, and his entire life soul was sublimated, making him instinctively fall into a state of concentration, closed his eyes and cross-legged, and spontaneously supported the surrounding soul fire, suspended into the air.
With the insight, a faint red and golden halo ignited around the soul of the life, revealing an unspeakable sacred state.
Under such a demeanor, he clearly had no physical movements and did not deliberately guide his soul power, but the soul fires around him were controlled one after another.
As he practiced according to the technique that suddenly sounded in the soul sea, the soul fires around him continued to change.
Sometimes it is extremely chaotic and violent, sometimes it is as quiet as stagnant water, and sometimes it suddenly gathers into various shapes.
After he practiced one round after another, the strokes hanging around him finally guided him to piece together a large character in his unconscious practice.
entropy!
At first, Lu Feng sensed this kind of character to appear, and he felt a little strange. Why did such characters condense into them if he didn't understand it?
Could it be that the word "entropy" contains what profound meaning?
But after the art of presenting in the Soul Sea was presented, I couldn't help but understand it in a trance.
——Entropy!
I think this kind of character is established to better understand this kind of skill.
Lu Feng thought so in his heart, but he vaguely felt that it seemed not only that simple.
A statement about the core true meaning of cultivation that Mr. Shu had subconsciously mentioned suddenly appeared in his mind. He said that there are thousands of practitioners in the world, and there are thousands of ways of practicing. It seems different, but in fact, they are different paths. They all come from their understanding of the way of heaven and will eventually return to the way of heaven.
Lu Feng asked at that time, and was very concerned about the origin of cultivation. He was curious about the first person who had developed the soul cultivation path, founded the seven souls, gathered spirits, condensed pills, condensed plates, five elements, earth realm, heaven realm cultivation system, and even the Heavenly Dao Soul Fire path in the Heavenly Queen realm, based on what kind of situation did the person who understood the Heavenly Dao Soul Fire path based on?
But Mr. Shu's response was very obscure, saying: "Soul cultivation is a small way; soul fire path is a great way, but it is not the way of heaven."
Lu Feng wanted to ask again at that time, but was interrupted by Shu Lao, saying that his realm was still shallow at that time, and it was too much worse than it was.
Now, although he has a strong strength, he still wants to go to the Bookstore for advice, but he has no chance.
This made him feel a little sad.
Fortunately, through practicing this set of entropy techniques, Lu Feng still had some of his own enlightenment to the obscure response he did not understand back then.
The path of soul cultivation is probably because of the late stage of practice and understanding the soul fire from the heavenly way, so that it can become the great way among thousands of practices.
The Tao that the heaven itself evolved into is not only the soul fire, but also various other avenues.
Therefore, it is said that soul fire is the great way, not the heavenly way.
After Lu Feng learned the Entropy Art, he looked at the free soul fires around him and felt inexplicably intimate. Invisibly, he seemed to have become the head coach here, and he could command all the soul fires here in every move and move according to his own thoughts.
Under such a strange feeling, Lu Feng began to find a way to higher-level spaces.
However, he didn't know if he didn't sense it, and the sensing made him confused.
‘It actually...it's already the ninth floor of space?’
Lu Feng felt a little dazed and thought that he had found something wrong and triggered a confusing ban.
Tested for a long time.
Finally, I was convinced of the environment I was in at this moment.
The seventh floor, the eighth floor and even the ninth floor of the Soul Burning Holy Fire Tower all exist in one.
He has been in the combined space of these three layers from beginning to end.
‘Is the entropy technique I just sensed...is the most supreme technique for controlling the soul fire of heaven in the mouth of Junzi Shuo?’
‘If so, where is the treasure left by the Holy Spirit tribe in that era?’
‘The rumors about the ninth level of space are related to the soul cultivation and understanding the foundation and essence of the soul fire in heaven? What should we understand? Where to understand it?’
Just thinking.
The soul fire in the distance suddenly gathered into a whirlpool, which seemed to turn into a fire lotus, illuminating an area in the darkness.
The land breeze quickly walked away. Before we could get close, we saw a huge iron-green box in the distance shining with the fire. It was square and huge and heavy like a house. There was a cloudy black mist-like gas floating on the surface, making it difficult to see clearly.
As we approached, the black fog on the surface of the box gradually dissipated.
Lu Feng looked at the scene in front of him, and his face became solemn.
The box is ink-black all over, and it is only when the fire light emits a faint blue-iron color. It is impossible to see what material it is made of. It is tightly without any gaps. The surface is covered with ancient and obscure patterns, just like a mixed vine, which looks very mysterious.
As the black fog dissipated sharply.
The patterns on the four surfaces of the cube, which are like high walls, appear.
To be precise, it is not an ordinary flat pattern, but four pairs of raised lifelike carvings.
That is a Buddha with different Dharma appearances.
Some are compassionate, some are hated, some are majestic, or solemn.
No matter which Buddha I stand under, even if I don’t look at each other, I will feel panic and a sense of awe arises.
Lu Feng relieved the shock in his heart when he first met him. After calming down, he looked at the strange square box and looked at the Buddha's head carved on it on it for no reason, and inexplicably thought of the formless Buddhist sect that he had been to before.
It is hard not to associate, will there be any connection between the two?
Or in other words, the huge iron lump in front of you is itself a treasure of the Wuxiang Buddha Sect?
But thinking about the past of Wuxiang Buddha Sect, Lu Feng couldn't help but shake his head again.
‘I think I must have been overthinking.’
Lu Feng dispelled the thoughts in his heart.
The Wuxiang Buddha Sect has rebelled against the existence of righteous forces such as the Holy Spirit Clan, and the Soul Burning Holy Fire Tower is jointly deployed by many powerful people. It is a sacred place and should not store objects with rebellious forces.
"The four-phase sin cage?"
Lu Feng was secretly shocked when he watched the black fog completely dissipate, a line of ancient handwriting appeared on the top of the huge box.
The huge iron lump in front of me turned out to be a cage?
Let’s look at its name... Why do you still feel related to the Wuxiang Buddha Sect?
Out of curiosity, Lu Feng carefully examined and observed the power of his soul, but apart from the dense and obscure patterns, there were no new discoveries.
I have no idea how to control this so-called cage?
Just as he was still thinking, the huge four-phase cage in front of him suddenly trembled, and then turned into a black light and disappeared in front of him.
Lu Feng was stunned. Before he could figure out what was going on, a scroll suddenly appeared under the original cage of the four-phase sin karma.
"Can't it..."
Lu Feng was secretly frightened, thinking that it was the meaning of the four sins that existed here, but was it used to suppress this ancient scroll?
Looking at the carved patterns on the ancient scrolls from afar, Lu Feng felt a little familiar.
It seems...it is somewhat similar to the fragment in Ji Lanjun's hand.
"Is it a kind of martial art?"
Lu Feng thought of Jun Zishuo's words again in his mind. If the ancient scroll in front of him was the eighth level of martial arts, then the cage of sin that had disappeared before would be the treasure of the Holy Spirit clan.
And the entropy technique he understood... is the reward of the ninth level trial?
If so, everything will correspond.
Lu Feng, with hope, leaned against the scroll with his soul and slowly spread it out.
Of course.
The moment when the two simple words "Fintian" on the scroll came into view.
However, the entire scroll also turned into a black light and disappeared in front of him.
This made Lu Feng feel a little lost, and he felt like he was busy for a long time and was empty.
Just as I was thinking of further seeing where these two black lights had gone.
Chapter completed!