Qin Yang only had one spiritual stone left with him, and this spiritual stone was returned to him by the monk in short shirt out of kindness.
Thinking that he would not be able to lend the martial arts masters at the Changle Martial Arts Hall any time soon, he had no choice but to return to his residence in a depressed mood with the Taoist diagram.
Along the way, he repeatedly thought about the last words of the monk in short robes, which made him dare to study the Taoist diagram closely. Although he could not guess the intention of the monk in short robes, what he was doing now could not be guessed.
The only way is to understand the teaching diagram.
He hopes to discover the secret of the Taoist Diagram, so that it can be sold easily, even if it is sold as a high-grade spiritual weapon, and if it is sold for more than a hundred spiritual stones, it will make a fortune.
He hung the diagram on the wall and began to meditate on the diagram without leaving home.
But Qin Yang swept his mysterious force across the diagram and determined that the fluctuations of heaven and earth's vitality in the diagram came from the center of the diagram. He concentrated his mysterious force on the part of the diagram where the fluctuations of heaven and earth's vitality came out.
Slowly, a statue of a god sitting in the void appeared in Qin Yang's mind, surrounded by the sun, moon, stars, mountains and rivers.
Qin Yang's heart moved, and he took a few steps back to look at the picture. At this time, relying on the impression in his mind, he saw the statue of the god hidden in the sun, moon, stars, mountains and rivers on the Taoist Diagram.
"Is this statue the center and key of this picture? A god is comprehending the great avenue of heaven and earth?"
He looked at it with his eyes for a while, then used his spiritual consciousness and mystical power to alternately comprehend the statue.
Qin Yang meditated for five or six days, and apart from the fact that the statue seemed clear and clear, he didn't find anything else worth noting.
So he began to comprehend the patterns inch by inch. At first glance, there was nothing strange about the patterns, and there was nothing unusual about looking at them with his spiritual sense. However, once he used mystical energy to penetrate them, he found that those patterns seemed to form a forbidden formation, which combined his spiritual consciousness.
Being isolated from the mysterious force makes it impossible for people to see the truth clearly.
Qin Yang once again used his profound energy to understand the statue of the god, and the statue was immediately imprinted in his mind. The statue was golden in his mind, with his eyes slightly closed, sitting cross-legged, with his hands in a seal, and his expression was peaceful.
However, this statue is not like the statues he enshrines in temples in the secular world. Those statues are very dull, lifeless, and have the feeling of being alienated from people thousands of miles away.
But this statue makes people feel a little ordinary in its solemnity, as if it is like Master Hao Xian, Master Feng, or his own parents, relatives, or even those gangsters he is familiar with.
He even felt that the statue was himself.
The entire presentation picture seems to be shrouded by an invisible restriction, making it impossible for people to go deep into it to explore its mysteries. Only the statue of the god is close to people, which makes people feel more intimate and resonates in their hearts.
Qin Yang did nothing every day, and no longer used his mysterious power to break the invisible and sublime restrictions on the Taoist Diagram in vain. He just meditated on the statue of the god.
He believed that the statue of the god was the key to discovering the secrets of Yan Dao Tu.
On the night of the tenth day, Qin Yang still released his profound energy, trying to reflect the statue of the god in the Taoist painting into his mind.
He tried several times without success. While he was confused, the sun, moon and stars in the diagram gradually became brighter, emitting a dazzling light.
Qin Yang was extremely excited and thought: "This is indeed a treasure."
He stared at the moving patterns motionlessly, and suddenly a stiff voice came from the lecture picture: "You have held this picture for fifteen days, and there are three days left before the deadline. You must participate in it within three days."
If you have a thorough understanding, if you are not sure of your understanding, please share this picture with others quickly, otherwise your form and spirit will be destroyed."
The sound was like thunder, word by word, carrying waves of echoes, as if coming from a very far away place.
"What do you mean? Why should I hand over the things I bought with eighteen spiritual stones? I already want to sell them to others, but no one is willing to buy them." Qin Yang thought angrily.
Now he remembered what the monk in the short shirt who sold the Taoist picture said to him, and finally understood what it meant. There is a magic spell in this picture, and the person who gets it can only hold it for a maximum of eighteen days.
Qin Yang touched the picture and thought deeply, and quickly made up his mind that he would never pass this picture on to anyone else unless the other party was willing to pay a high price, but now it seems that it is impossible to sell it at a good price.
Therefore, Qin Yang decided to use his last moment to comprehend this picture. Even if he failed to comprehend it in the end and ended up with both body and soul destroyed, he would not be able to blame anyone.
With such determination, Qin Yang still used his profound energy to imprint the statue in his mind, visualizing the statue that seemed to be in the void, and feeling the aura and light emanating from his body.
The aura and light emitted by the statue made Qin Yang feel very comfortable, and even felt like a spring breeze.
The feeling of closeness became stronger and stronger, as if he was connected by blood to the statue.
He didn't know whether what he was feeling now was the intention of the god or his own intention.
His heart was empty. He was in the mind of the god, and the god was also in his mind.
This feeling continued, and the statue's eyes suddenly opened and looked into Qin Yang's eyes.
Qin Yang also saw the eyes looking at the statue, his expression was as usual, and he was not surprised at the sudden opening of the statue's eyes.
Everything came so naturally.
Qin Yang's mysterious energy slowly penetrated into the eyes of the statue, and his consciousness also penetrated into the eyes of the statue along with the mysterious energy, without any restriction.
Qin Yang felt that he was one with the statue. The statue was him, and he was the statue.
The sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and rivers surrounding the statue all surrounded Qin Yang.
Gradually, the sun, moon, stars, mountains and rivers were transformed into golden celestial and earthly celestial symbols. They merged, separated, and were annihilated according to certain laws of heaven and earth. The large array of celestial beings gradually shrank, forming a small mass.
A small golden light entered Qin Yang's Niwan Palace.
A faint smile appeared on Qin Yang's face. At the same time, the Taoist diagram turned into a ball of purple light, which then condensed into a bead in the air and flew from Qin Yang's head into his Niwan Palace.
After the two spirit beads entered the Niwan Palace, they emitted bursts of light. The soul in the Niwan Palace continued to absorb the light emitted by the two spirit beads.
Two hours later, the two beads that entered the Niwan Palace were completely refined by Qin Yang's soul.
After Qin Yang's consciousness withdrew from the idol, the idol slowly faded in Qin Yang's mind and turned into a shadow.
A long voice sounded in Qin Yang's mind: "You have refined the Taoist Diagram. From now on, everything in the world is in your calculation. If the disaster comes, you should step up your practice."
Qin Yang felt extremely comfortable, as if he was asleep, completely in trance.
I don't know how long it took, but Qin Yang woke up as if he had had a big dream. The Taoist diagram in front of him had disappeared without a trace.
He blinked and felt a ball of purple and gold intertwined beads in his Niwan Palace. He thought to himself: "Is this the one refined by the Yan Dao Tu? What's the use of it?"
He chewed over and over again the sound the statue made before disappearing, and still couldn't figure out what it meant.
"What kind of person should be robbed?"
"Everything in the world is calculated."
"Practice harder, well, this does make some sense."