As the buzzing and trembling sound of the "Jade Album" reached a certain extreme, and as the jade light continued to shine, almost instantly, Uncle Shang's face, which had changed again and again in a few short breaths, suddenly changed again and again. Was startled.
The majestic aura he embodies has arrived near the "Jade Book" almost instantly. There is really only a tiny distance between them. When the aura is connected, it is time to take a step out of the barrier. It's time to try to register your name in the "Jade Book"!
But at this moment, something unexpected happened!
At first glance, the clear jade light seems to be far weaker and more delicate than any hazy mist.
But just like this falling jade light, in an instant, it taught Uncle Shang that the majestic Qi rising into the sky could no longer touch the "Jade Book" in the slightest.
It seems to follow some sort of first-come, first-served order.
It also seems to be a response to Uncle Shang's excessive reluctance.
But this change is still not the end.
As the "Jade Book" reaches the ultimate state of buzzing and trembling for a long time, the same increasingly intense jade light shines from it. When I look at it again, as the "Jade Book" changes from virtual to real, gradually, The hazy auras gathered in the clear jade light, and gradually the same misty illusions emerged.
Everything follows the same process of change as it did in Shiquan Mountain and in "The Jade Book".
At first, it was just a hazy outline. Gradually, the outline itself was filled with aura, and it began to become clear little by little.
It was clearly just a fleeting change, but whoever looked into it would only feel that it was a slow change over a very long time.
But change must eventually come to an end.
Gradually, a clear illusion emerged from the hazy outline, showing a figure sitting in front of the desk. And as the hazy illusion expanded, most of the figure followed. The clear jade light was covered by mist and haze.
The picture that was originally extremely clear has become hazy and blurred due to this.
It's as if the energy of Tao and Dharma is acting on the fuzzy part through the air.
But anyone can see through that momentary change, the large spiritual talisman paper spread out on the desk, and the brush dipped in spiritual ink held in the Taoist's hand.
Chu Weiyang.
Even at this time, the "Jade Book"'s space-distance sensing hole light made everything related to the essence of Taoism become hazy and blurred.
Perhaps because of Chu Weiyang's practice of practicing the True Form and Taoism, which is both physically and spiritually wonderful, the hole photo in the "Jade Book" even hides the angle at which Chu Weiyang is facing directly, revealing only a sliver of light. From the side angle, one can vaguely see Chu Weiyang's temples, the outline of his face and his cheeks.
But these alone were enough for the cultivators to clearly recognize Chu Weiyang's figure.
During this period of time, Chu Weiyang has done too many good things one after another.
All the great golden elixir monks from all the sects in the outer sea have truly reached the point where they have never known Chu Weiyang!
And in the next moment, maybe he didn't know that what he did was actually sensed by the "Jade Book", and reflected in the suspended world in this way.
Chu Weiyang's hand holding the brush rose and fell again, and there was a clear voice of emotion.
"Collect what you have learned and put it into writing, then it will be a classic..."
The moment the words fell, all the great monks in the golden elixir realm suddenly realized what Chu Weiyang was doing at this moment.
In an instant, Zhu Xiu suppressed the changes in emotions on his face almost as if instinctively.
With a solemn attitude that was almost as if they were observing a ceremony, they all stood upright with their hands down. At this moment, there seemed to be no distinction between good and evil between Xuanyuan and Dao. Before the eyes of the cultivators, they could only see the interpretation of Taoism over time. Among them, another complete high-level and wonderful method is about to be compiled into a classic at this moment.
Even though all they could see at this time was Chu Weiyang's hazy phantom.
The next moment, when Chu Weiyang's pen fell, covered by the hazy mist, it actually landed on the talisman paper.
boom--!
Just when the extremely fine brush tip and the spiritual talisman paper were rubbed against each other in an extremely soft manner under the blending of spiritual ink, in an instant, real thunder exploded from the thick and rolling dark clouds!
At that flashing moment, it was clear that the sky, which had been covered by dark clouds for a long time, was so gray that one could not tell the difference between day and night, and suddenly it was so bright that it seemed like the venomous sunlight at noon!
At this moment, it was not one thunder, two thunder, or three thunder, but an extremely dense thunder net, running through the north and south, intersecting the east and west, sprouting from all edges of the boundless sea of thunder, rolling towards the inside. .
At the same time, they emerged from the Yunhai Tianyuan and dispersed in all directions. Between the intertwining, they suddenly burst out with more fine-grained thunder branching into branches.
In an instant, such thunders intertwined with each other, running through the endless thick dark clouds, forming an airtight thunder network.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of continuous thunderous roars spread throughout the world one after another.
And this roaring sound did not last long.
After only a few breaths, the wind and rain that had been silenced in the sky due to Uncle Shang's teachings and the interweaving and resonance of various Qi cultivation machines suddenly suddenly fell into the present world with thunder at this moment!
Swish—swish—swish—
At this flashing moment, there was the sound of the soft grinding of the brush against the paper, the continuous roar of the thunder net, the sound of the whimpering wind, and the sound of the pouring rain.
Everything is gathered here.
The majestic momentum of all the majestic celestial phenomena seemed to be converging and condensing in the end, and finally completely integrated into the soft friction sound of the pen and the paper.
The pen falls in the storm, and the poem turns into weeping ghosts and gods!
It seemed as if all the phenomena in heaven and earth at this moment were footnotes for Chu Weiyang's every move.
It was as if the storm and clouds were pouring all over the sky, and all the natural sounds were the origin of the iron painted silver hook.
And at the same time, when the fine sound of the brush strokes arouses all the images of heaven and earth, and when all these images of heaven and earth are attributed to the brush strokes, then all the phonology itself, at this moment, is also It has completely become the real Huanghuang Daoyin.
The sound is no longer the friction between the pen and the paper, but the sound of Tao and Dharma rubbing against each other.
And in such a grinding sound, it is precisely because of the practitioners holding their breath and concentrating at this time.
With the movement of one person, I heard the sound of nature, and then I took apart the swaying sound of nature and fell into my mind. I heard the vague voices of men, women, old and young in the dark, as if they were isolated from the vast world.
It also seems to be transmitted through time.
"I don't make the sound of yin and yang, and my big voice cannot be summoned, so I use thunder to drum and summon qi with my sound..."
"The Taoist enters with sincerity, maintains it with silence, and uses it with gentleness. Use sincerity to look like foolishness, use silence to look like dullness, and use softness to look like clumsiness..."
"..."
When I listened carefully, I found that the bright and vague sound was intermittent, fragmented, and scattered.
But every time, there are mysterious and precious words, which seem to come from the iron paintings and silver hooks, from the wind, rain and thunder, and from the sounds of my own heart.
Together with this, when the different monks listened quietly, they all seemed to have some enlightenment. From the vague pronunciation of the words, they listened to the mysterious words that pointed directly to their own Taoism.
It was the vague sounds of men, women, old and young that once again overlapped with the brilliant sounds of nature.
The rhyme of the voice gradually became more and more extraordinary, no longer like a human voice, like a ghost suing, and the wind and rain were frightening.
As Old Taoist Fu Mei heard at this time——
"Thunder is an order, a message from heaven and earth, a movement of yin and yang..."
"Everything is like thunder. Although the yin and yang are stirred up, it is also moved by the gods and men. When thunder roars, rain falls..."
"..."
As Elder Zong heard at this time——
"The buried ones are hidden and take advantage of the vitality. The energy of yin and yang swells into the wind, rises into the clouds, falls into the rain, and travels to the earth, which is called vitality..."
"The air will disperse if it rides on the wind, and it will stop if it disperses around the water..."
"..."
There are also seal scripts, talismans, and formations such as Dan Dao, Sword Dao, Qi Dao, and other subtle Dao methods. They are included in the three pictures of "Dao Zhou", "Dao Heng", and "Dao Tong", Yin Yang and Five Elements.
Nothing is included, everything is included so that people can hear it.
And even if there are those who practice too strangely in practice, they can already immerse their minds and listen to the natural sounds and rhythms of heaven and earth, the images of true forms, and the essence of returning to true nature.
During the intoxication, you feel leisurely and graceful.
Of course, even though the Xuanyuan Dao has already harmonized up to this point, at this moment, not all the monks have been immersed in the brilliant sound of the Dao, watching Chu Weiyang's records with breathless concentration.
Book of Books.
That's Uncle Shang.
As early as when he heard Chu Weiyang's words, "When you summarize what you have learned and write it down, it becomes a classic." Uncle Shang had already stood there dumbfounded.
As a great monk in the golden elixir realm, Shang Boshang could not completely forget what he had said earlier in his mind and memory.
Even if it's just an unintentional flattery.
Who would have thought that it would become the biggest obstacle on my road to success!
So close, so far away!
Between a drink and a peck, it was already God's will.
And it was precisely with this state of mind that when the rumbling thunder exploded again, every thunder became like Hong Zhongdalu, and became a footnote to the continuous collapse of Shang Bo's Taoist heart.
Boom——Boom——Boom——
Swish—swish—swish—
And at this time, when the continuous thunder and rain continued to rumble, gradually, it was no longer Chu Weiyang's hazy phantom hanging in the air, which began to absorb all directions.
A surge of inspiration came over me.
At this moment, on top of Chu Weiyang's figure, the aura of Tao, Dharma, and scriptures belonging to Chu Weiyang soared into the sky!
And above Chu Weiyang's hazy illusion is the clear jade light that never fades away and always hangs down. Looking back further, the source of everything is the hanging "Jade Book"
And at this time, when the prosperous and colorful spiritual light was easily connected to the "Jade Book", in an instant, along with some kind of beautiful spiritual light suddenly flowing on the "Jade Book", some kind of invisible
With formless fluctuations, this "Jade Book" suddenly dispersed into the heaven and earth.
And gradually, hazily, the first person to respond was a certain metaphysical realm in the outer sea battlefield.
At that moment, Yun Han and Qi Feiqiong had already experienced a tacit understanding of each other.
The two looked at each other silently, then turned their heads to look in the direction of Chu Weiyang's illusion. Immediately, the two stopped in the metaphysical realm, bowed their heads, and recited——
"Xuanming Danding Dao, Five Yun Tian Luo Jing."
"Control all the evil spirits and cultivate the mist. With one Qi in your palm, you can refine the universe."
"Fatong Xuanyuan is the three dharma phases, and Tao Zhui Xiantian is a Taoist person."
"Pan King is the leader, the True Form Patriarch."