Chapter 248 The clouds dispersed and the curtain fell
Author: Seeking spring and continuing the day
Chapter 248 The clouds dispersed and the curtain fell
In the original place, in Chu Weiyang's Niwan Palace.
As the two people's divine forms turned into a little spiritual light and disappeared, not only the "Five Phoenix True Forms" disappeared with it, but the fiery connotation also disappeared with Chun Yuzhi's divine form.
At the same time, the scattered power of Sumeru, after being supported for a short period of time, disappeared bit by bit along with the collapse of the boundless spiritual world, restoring Chu Weiyang's original Niwan Palace to what it should have been like.
The divine form was revealed, and Chu Weiyang stood in the Niwan Palace. He only looked slightly envious as he watched these high-level magic powers, which were at the pinnacle level of Dantai realm, dissipate little by little. Out of the instinct of a monk, Chu Weiyang There is a natural urge to get close to these powers and accommodate them.
What's more, because of Chun Yuzhi's background, and because Shi Yuting has the support of a treasure to prove the Tao, their magic power is outstanding and pure, especially for ordinary monks of the same realm, and they have more inner abilities. The strands of gold elixir blend with the harmonious charm.
This kind of charm is extremely ethereal and has never been manifested, but it actually exists. Therefore, through this existence, the monks' thirst for and closeness to these magical powers becomes impulsive and urgent.
But Chu Weiyang still suppressed the surge of emotions.
Because Chu Weiyang knew that, unlike the demonic beasts' blood-evil Qi left behind by the dead Taoist Zao who could no longer die, even those demonic beasts' blood-evil Qi were refined and mixed by the monks of Baihua Tower. , had just been given to Chu Weiyang; and these high-level magical auras were meant to shine on the monks who were still alive.
Smelting power that does not belong to you into a pass may seem like a very fast-moving thing at first glance, but it is doomed to have endless consequences. Almost 90% of the time, you will end up like the one who was beheaded by Chu Weiyang. The consequences will be the same as those of the Taoist disciples of the Five Elements Sect who were destroyed.
Excessive and unbridled greed is not advisable.
Chu Weiyang could only watch helplessly as these spiritual lights dissipated little by little. Fortunately, the only thing that could comfort Chu Weiyang was that with the dissipation of this torrent of mana, there would be traces of light flowing away naturally. Wisps of faint aura and aura blended into Chu Weiyang's Niwan Palace.
These are the foundations that Chu Weiyang can endure after being "sifted" by nature. They are the silent nourishment of moistening things.
Maybe we can teach Chu Weiyang that the blood flames caused by his spiritual thoughts will be hotter than those in the same realm in the future, and we can teach Chu Weiyang that the virtual and real world of Niwan Palace in the future will be broader than those of monks in the same realm.
And these advantages in details are the monk's most subtle secrets. In the end, they may be the difference between heaven and earth, life and death.
But at this moment, Chu Weiyang could no longer care about being happy about such an accumulation of knowledge.
Because especially with the dissipation of those Sumeru powers and the "collapse" of Niwan Palace back to its original appearance, the aftermath of the fight between the true spirits in the Dantai realm earlier had a profound impact on the entire Niwan Palace. The turmoil began to manifest into the purest pain, which began to pass into Chu Weiyang's mind.
Immediately afterwards, the chapped spiritual platform gradually returned to the place where the light originally hung.
Even the mist formed by the dispersion of the dim light is re-dispersing towards all directions of Niwan Palace.
But with the changes in every detail in Niwan Palace, the severe pain tortured Chu Weiyang's mind and stirred Chu Weiyang's thoughts and thoughts. Waves of dizziness passed through Chu Weiyang's soul.
The vibrations are continuously transmitted towards the flesh and blood body.
Dizziness, nausea, dizziness...
Fortunately, Chu Weiyang seemed to hear a thunderous sound.
Under the control of the meaning of Tianxin Thunder, Chu Weiyang's Qi and blood intertwined and resonated throughout his body, and this disorder and disarray came from the sound of thunder resisting the soul.
Xing Gong can affect Ming Gong, and similarly, changes in Ming Gong can also react on Xing Gong.
With the roar of Qi and blood thunder, when the lingering sound was transmitted to the Niwan Palace, it was like a spring breeze blowing. In an instant, the feeling of severe pain seemed to be slightly relieved, and that impact
The dizzy feeling of being thoughtful and having empty thoughts is also improved.
At this moment, Chu Weiyang's side was illuminated by the hole in the Xuanzhen treasure mirror. In an instant, bursts of gray-black smoke seemed to rise into the sky at this moment, and as the gray-black smoke appeared and
Jumping, almost at the same time, the "Corpse Dissolution and Refining Diagram" that was originally suspended in the sky also fell together and hung on the spiritual platform.
When the Dao Tu Gloomy Light Cave shined, the gray-black smoke and dust reflected in the Xuanzhen Treasure Mirror were immediately under its control, and suddenly spread out, with layers of gray-black mist heading towards all directions of Niwan Palace.
Sweeping away.
And precisely because of this sweeping and pervasive feeling, Chu Weiyang felt a slight chill coming from the majestic thoughts and thoughts.
It was the pure spiritual power purified from the Xuanzhen Treasure Mirror that was nourishing Chu Weiyang's Niwan Palace and making up for the injuries caused by the earlier fighting.
At the same time, the same dim light falls from the Dao Diagram, and also nourishes the spiritual platform bit by bit. In just the blink of an eye, the cracked lines on the spiritual platform have been slightly relieved.
Seeing such a peaceful approach, Chu Weiyang breathed a sigh of relief and finally set his sights on the Xuanzhen treasure mirror.
When I looked at it again at this time, on the Xuanzhen Treasure Mirror, there was no longer the weak true spirit of Mr. Fan of the Shenxiao Sect, or to be more precise, there was no longer the complete soul of Mr. Fan——
The part of his mind that belongs to the pure soul power has been refined by Zhong Chaoyuan using the treasure weapon to make up for the injuries caused by Mr. Fan.
At the same time, Mr. Fan's remaining soul memories were peeled off little by little, and were carried in those strands of soul power that possessed Mr. Fan's nature and could not be refined with treasures.
At first glance, it seems that there is a vast sea of stars intertwined with rays of light hanging in the sky above Baojian, and in the middle of the vast sea of stars, there is a light group with weak aura, but extremely dazzling like the sun.
Suspended.
That is Mr. Fan's true spirit, his pure true spirit after all memories of his soul have been erased.
In the same spot, Chu Weiyang calmly crossed over to the pure true spirit sun and focused more of his attention on the vast sea of twilight stars.
Along with the majestic thoughts and the falling of thoughts, almost instantly, the messy light and shadow in those memory fragments taught Chu Weiyang to see clearly.
At this moment, as Chu Weiyang's divine form raised his hand, in an instant, the "Corpse Dissolution and Refining Diagram" followed, shrouded in the faint light, towards the Xuanzhen Treasure Mirror.
In an instant, another layer of dim light emerged on the Xuanzhen treasure mirror. It was all the tadpole characters of the Netherworld talisman array imprinted in the treasure. Then, this layer of dim light gradually dimmed and condensed.
At one point.
A bit of dim light shines through the hole, and when you look inside, the Yin Ming Dao Palace is revealed, and it is Guo Tan's Yin spirit sitting in the Dao Palace.
Then, the handprints of Chu Weiyang's divine form changed, and for a flash, in the vast sea of stars illuminated by a higher level of light, the dim light that originally carried the memory of Old Fan of the Shenxiao Sect suddenly separated.
Then, guided by Chu Weiyang's spiritual thoughts and restrained by the spiritual light of Xuanzhen Baojian, most of them poured into the tadpole text and were melted into Guo Tan's Yin spirit.
What these dim lights carry are all the memory fragments of Shenxiao Sect Elder Fan about the thunder method. From Shenxiao Sect’s most orthodox thunder method inheritance, to the practice of various methods in these long years,
Regarding the understanding of Thunder Taoism, a high-level person is like the Supreme Thunder Scripture, and an ordinary person is like the Thunder Seal Script for Refining Qi...
All the mental memories related to Lei Fa were grafted onto Guo Tan's true spirit in this way by Chu Weiyang at this moment.
Even if there is a gap in realm among monks who are also monks in the Way of Thunder, the training of Yin Ling has never been based on the accumulation of foundation during life. Moreover, each has mastered the foundation of Thunder Technique, which almost taught Chu Weiyang no need to
With too much external force exerted, these memory fragments have been smoothly integrated into Guo Tan's Yin spirit.
After just doing this, Chu Weiyang raised his hand again.
This time, it was the true spirit of the demonic beast's soul that was imprisoned in the treasure mirror. Almost at the flash of the light, the treasure light circled around, peeling off all the miscellaneous aura on it, turning it into a pure
of true spirit.
On the spot, Chu Weiyang sensed it carefully and then nodded.
If the true spirit of the foundation-building realm could carry all of Fan Lao's memories, it would still be far behind, but if it could only carry part of it, it would be more than enough.
In this way, as Chu Weiyang's seal fell, the vast sea of stars surged away.
It was not until a certain moment when Chu Weiyang saw that the true spirit of the foundation-building monster beast was so full and perfect that it was on the verge of collapse, Chu Weiyang turned his hand, and at the same time, it stopped suddenly, and at the same time, another monster beast's true spirit appeared.
This was repeated five times.
Finally, when Chu Weiyang looked again, except for Fan Lao's pure true spirit, there was no light at all in the place. All his mental memories except for the thunder method were completely destroyed by Chu Weiyang.
Yang was carried by the five true spirits of monsters.
In Chu Weiyang's eyes, these are blessings that are almost as good as those of Lei Dao's memory. Everything that Mr. Fan of the God Xiao Sect has gained through his long years of experience is an extremely rich gift.
And even if one doesn't understand the secrets of all these years, for someone like Chu Weiyang who uses his demonic thoughts to cultivate his sword will, this is also the supreme fuel on the road to sword practice.
This was the first time that he encountered a person as emotionally charged as Mr. Fan.
With a little emotion, Xuanzhen Baojian imprisoned the souls and true spirits of the five monster beasts in the treasure mirror again.
After doing this, Chu Weiyang finally set his sights on the dazzling true spiritual light.
This time, there was no need for Chu Weiyang to do anything. In the Xuanzhen treasure mirror, there were already one after another seal patterns of the evil spirit. When they brushed towards the true spirit light group, they saw the light group.
Little bits of spiritual light and dust gradually dispersed in it.
The pure ones were tempered into pure power, suppressed and absorbed by the precious mirror; while the mixed ones were carried out of Chu Weiyang's Niwan Palace along with the howling wind.
No more desperate roars, no more miserable struggles.
But this increasingly dimming light was the last trace left behind by Mr. Fan of the Shenxiao Sect, which was slowly being erased.
——
Under the sea, in the ancient cave, in the long and narrow stone path, Chu Weiyang slowly opened his eyes.
It didn't take long to say, but Chu Weiyang looked around as if he was in another world.
Not far away, Zhang Youguan's corpse was lying on the ground, and the poisonous mana backfired, completely eroding it.
Wu sighed to himself.
Chu Weiyang turned around slowly, as if he was adapting to everything after the great change, and walked slowly towards the depths of the cave.