In Taixu Garden, Ye Ling heard Bai Wuyu's words and hurriedly asked: "Why has the sect competition been postponed?"
Bai Wuyu explained: "Before the competition, the Daqian Dynasty suddenly issued an order to kill demons, and all the disciples of the sect rushed to the Demon Realm to experience it. Not wanting to encounter the collapse of the Demon Realm again, I asked the disciples of Tianzong to go through two great changes. Most of them have understood it. Therefore, the sect has decided to postpone the competition to allow the disciples to digest what they have gained from this trip."
"That's it." Ye Ling nodded, but the sect's move was thoughtful: "When will the competition be postponed?"
Bai Wuyu said: "Based on today's calculation, there are still three months left. Senior brother does not need to be impatient and can take this opportunity to consolidate his realm."
Ye Ling smiled when he heard this and said, "That's great!"
A few people had a good drink, then dispersed and went back to the house to practice.
Ye Ling made rapid progress, and Wu Qing and Bai Wuyu didn't want to fall behind, so they worked harder and harder.
On the wooden bed, after Ye Ling finished breathing, he felt a slight tingling in his Dantian, which was even worse when he was using his spiritual power.
Ye Ling looked inside, but didn't notice anything unusual. In addition, the tingling sensation was minimal, so he stopped paying attention.
Thinking of this, Ye Ling placed the wooden sword across his knees, lightly tested the sword with his hands, and silently thought to himself a question: "What is my way?"
Ye Ling realized that since he bought the sword diagram from the old beggar by chance, he could not help but move forward.
Because of the inheritance of the man in white, he entered the sword. Because of the crisis in Baimang Forest, he entered Taixu. Because of the assassination of his fellow sect, he needs to continuously improve his cultivation.
Ye Ling has always been driven forward by his surroundings. If it is his own decision, it is that he will not give up, that's all.
The wooden sword trembled slightly on Ye Ling's knees, as if sensing Ye Ling's thoughts.
Ye Ling smiled slightly, closed his eyes again, and his consciousness descended into the sea of consciousness.
When Ye Ling was in seclusion, he not only broke through the barriers, but also continued to improve his consciousness.
Back when he was at the Tomb of the Demon Saint, Ye Ling got the help of a man in white and obtained the essence of the spiritual consciousness of a great demon in the immortal realm. During his retreat, Ye Ling completely refined it and integrated it into his own spiritual consciousness.
Now Ye Ling's spiritual consciousness can be spread out, covering dozens of meters square. No matter what kind of disturbance there is, it cannot escape Ye Ling's perception.
At this moment, a lake has been transformed into the sea of consciousness. The lake water is clear, the breeze blows, and the blue waves are like scales. There is a not so clear red sun hanging in the air, reflecting the water surface.
On the edge of the lake, there is still the same small courtyard, with three houses still standing. The furnishings in the courtyard remain unchanged. On the stone table, there is a book "The Sword Art of Cutting the Sky".
Ye Ling came to the stone table and sat down, flipping through the half-book of sword tactics that he had read countless times. Every time he read it, he would have new insights and new questions.
"What exactly is my way?"
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There was no words all night, but early the next morning, when the morning light had just penetrated the bamboo forest, Ye Ling was already standing under the tree, waving his sword.
Now that his Taoist orifice is perfect, the spiritual power around his body seems to be overflowing at any time, and it is very full.
Ye Ling took one step forward, and the fallen leaves on the ground seemed to be attracted by it, spinning at Ye Ling's feet and forming a circle.
Ye Ling took another step, and another circle made of leaves was spinning.
The two circles are completed, and they do not give in to each other. They actually become the yin and yang of Tai Chi, going round and round.
Ye Ling had nothing to do, so he imitated Tai Chi's yin and yang luck, but he knew that this was just a superficial thing.
Not long after, Ye Ling stopped and the leaves all over the ground fell down, leaving only a Tai Chi diagram lying on the ground.
"The day's plan begins in the morning, so you got up early enough!"
At an unknown time, Chen Yan came in front of the wooden house and walked towards Ye Ling with his hands behind his back.
Ye Ling bowed his hands and said: "Disciple pays homage to master!"
Chen Yan waved his hand and said to him: "Have you ever found your own way?"
Ye Ling shook his head and said: "This disciple is stupid, please ask Master to enlighten me!"
Chen Yan sat on the ground and asked Ye Ling: "Do you know what the Qingyou Realm is?"
"I don't know." Ye Ling sat cross-legged in front of Chen Yan with a solemn expression, waiting for his master's teachings.
Chen Yan slowly explained: "Green is the growth of all things. Just like you are now, with perfect Taoist orifices and full spiritual power, you are like the vegetation of the three springs, full of vitality."
"The secluded one is in a deep situation. If there is light on the outside but no depth of darkness, it will be like a duckweed without roots, drifting uncertainly, and ultimately unsustainable."
"Therefore, this practice is like the growth of a tree. The higher the branches are pulled out, the deeper the roots will be rooted. This is the origin of Qingyou Realm, do you understand?"
Ye Ling pondered for a moment, then nodded and said: "Disciple understands. The Qingyou Realm is about embracing everything, taking into account both the inside and outside, and accumulating thick and thin!"
Chen Yan nodded with a smile, stroked his beard and said: "That's exactly it. In addition, when you are in the Huiling Realm, you gather the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for your own use. Even if you have the universe, it is always an external thing. In the Qingyou Realm, you must understand the great road.
, to be in harmony with the Tao. The mortal blood of one's body is transformed into the blood of the Tao, and the spiritual power of the whole body is transformed into the power of the Tao. When the blood of the Tao and the power of the Tao are completely transformed, and the body and the Tao are combined, it can be said to be transcendent and free from the world, and step into the world.
Lingxu Realm!"
"The Qingyou Realm cultivation techniques are placed in the Sutra Pavilion. Only Xiaobai has read them a few times, so you can go find them yourself. In addition, there are thousands of Taoist secrets in the Sutra Pavilion, which may help you find the way."
Ye Ling kept this in mind, prostrated himself on the ground, and said, "Thank you, Master, for your guidance!"
When he looked up, Chen Yan had disappeared and had probably returned to the back mountain.
Without further ado, after Ye Ling got up, he immediately went to the Sutra Collection Pavilion to look for the Taoist secrets of Kung Fu.
Arriving in front of the Sutra Pavilion, Ye Ling looked at the couplets at the door again: "
In the Spring and Autumn Period when I realized the Tao, I originally sought the path to heaven and earth to ascend to immortality.
It has been passed down through the ages, so you must read the Qiankun Unseen Book."
Ye Ling observed carefully, felt something in his heart, and then pushed the door open and entered.
The Sutra Pavilion is still full of dust. The ancient books and Taoism in the pavilion have remained unchanged for thousands of years, but the passage of time has never stopped.
Ye Ling looked around and saw a broom in the corner, so he reached out and picked it up, silently sweeping the dust.
After roughly cleaning up a few places, he went to look for cultivation techniques.
I don't know who made this book of exercises. It records the specific matters of Qingyou Realm cultivation in detail, which is quite comprehensive. Apart from this book, the exercises next to it are full of dust.
"It seems that this is the same technique that Xiaobai uses for practice."
Ye Ling took the exercises out of the Sutra Pavilion, sat down under the tree at the door, and started practicing according to the instructions of the exercises.
Before you know it, the sun sets in the west, and one day passes. Monks live a long life, and they regard morning and evening as nothing, and one day is nothing.
Three days later, Ye Ling woke up from his practice, let out a long breath, stood up, and returned to the Sutra Pavilion to sweep the floor.
Ye Ling found that before he was eager to seek his own way, he was anxious and lacked composure. Therefore, he took sweeping the floor as an opportunity to hone his mind and seek peace.
In this way, after Ye Ling swept the floor, he left the Sutra Pavilion to practice. When he woke up from practicing, he returned to the pavilion to sweep the floor. This cycle continued for more than a month. Ye Ling felt calm and calm.
So, he returned to the Sutra Collection Pavilion and read through the Taoist collection in the pavilion, hoping to find his own way there.
It was another two months, and the door of the Sutra Pavilion was closed. Chen Yan passed by, stood at the door, smiled, and then left.
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With only three days left before the sect competition, Bai Wuyu and Wu Qing came to visit Ye Ling outside the Sutra Pavilion.
After more than a year of practice, Wu Qing has broken through forty-nine Taoist apertures. Although his speed is not as fast as Ye Ling's, he is still considered talented.
Bai Wuyu is obviously not as talented as Ye Ling and Wu Qing. He has been in Qingyou Realm for many years, and now he has only developed three points of Dao blood and two points of Dao power, which is really slow.
However, Bai Wuyu is not in a hurry. Now that he is protected by his senior brother and second senior brother, he is not afraid of being bullied by the other Eight Peaks disciples, so he is a little slack in his thoughts.
Wu Qing stood at the door of the Sutra Collection Pavilion, frowning and said: "The sect competition is about to begin, and the second brother hasn't come out yet, shouldn't we, Taixu Peak, abstain from voting this time?"
There are only three brothers in the Taixu lineage. Wu Qing and Bai Wuyu are too weak. Even if they participate in the competition, they will be overwhelmed by everyone. Therefore, their hopes can only be pinned on Ye Ling.
Bai Wuyu nodded and said: "I am from the Taixu lineage and have not participated in the sect competition for thousands of years. I cannot abstain from voting this time!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the Sutra Pavilion was slowly pushed open from the inside. Not long after, Ye Ling stepped out. His cultivation was very refined, and the edge of his sword was not visible, just like a sword being sheathed.
Wu Qing and Bai Wuyu looked at Ye Ling and felt that Ye Ling had changed, but they couldn't explain clearly...