At this glance, he found a pile of withered bones in a slightly dark corner. Qingyun slowly walked forward and looked at the skeleton that seemed to be sitting cross-legged. He was extremely depressed and thought to himself: "This person must be
I was trapped here and couldn’t get out until I died.”
He walked to the stone bench and sat down, holding his head with one arm, and fell into deep thought. Time passed slowly like this, and gradually, Qingyun's eyes became brighter and brighter. After a while, he stood up firmly,
He walked towards the skeleton again.
"Although I can't go out for the time being, there is food and drink here, and I won't starve to death. Maybe I can find a way to escape in the future. Besides, if Dunzi discovers that I am missing one day, he will definitely think of coming to look for me.
"The person trapped here is destined to be with me, so I'll bury him first." Thinking of this, Qingyun suddenly felt more relieved. He squatted down and carefully gathered the pile of dead bones together, took off his cloth coat and wrapped it carefully. Then
I walked to the green area and found a small open space. I dug a small hole with my bare hands and slowly put the wrapped bones in.
"You and I are destined to be trapped in the same cave. From now on, I will come and chat with you every now and then, so that we will not be lonely." He said as he covered the withered bones with soil. Just when the soil was about to cover the bones,
The moment it was covered, a white light suddenly flashed out from it, and an old man with white beard and hair appeared out of thin air in front of Qingyun. Qingyun screamed in fright, and immediately stomped back.
"Little friend, don't be afraid. This is just a remnant of my soul. When I returned to the ruins, I separated a ray of soul and sealed it in my skull. I just felt my little friend's kind thoughts, so I came out to meet you.
See you." The old man stroked his white beard and smiled slightly.
"What you see is just a virtual image of me. Because too much time has passed, my image of a remnant soul cannot last long. Seeing that my little friend does not have the aura of a cultivator, even if I tell everything here
You, you may not be able to figure it out. You and I are finally destined, so I will help you." After the white-bearded old man finished speaking, he suddenly raised his illusory finger and gently touched Qingyun's eyebrows.
A slight tingling sensation suddenly came from the center of his eyebrows, and Qingyun was forced to close his eyes. In an instant, he felt that there was a lot of information in his mind, as if someone had forced a memory into his mind.
"If you can step into the path of immortality in this life, remember to go to Fengmo Cave in the immortal world. This is my request." After saying this, the old man turned back and looked in the direction of the Nine Dragon Cauldron, as if he was a little nostalgic. Then he said softly.
With a sigh, the old man's shadow gradually turned into nothingness and disappeared.
Qingyun was still immersed in the extra memories in his mind. After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes and found that the old man was no longer there. He vaguely felt that everything just now was just a dream.
"Feng Mo Xianjun, it turns out that this old man is called Feng Mo Xianjun, and he is the real immortal." Qingyun was shocked and excited. With this memory given to him by Feng Mo Xianjun, this inexplicable thing made him
Pulled into the mysterious cave, all the secrets inside are now clear to the mind.
About 20,000 years ago, there was no such cave here, it was just an ordinary mountain peak. Until the seriously injured Immortal Lord Fengmo was chased here by a group of mysterious people, and his immortal power was exhausted, he turned towards the Tianzhuo Peak in front of him in desperation.
With one finger, he opened a crack, and then quickly entered it, sacrificing a large amount of his lifespan to cast a supreme formation to seal the entrance of the cave, cutting off all atmosphere from the outside world.
After he entered here, due to his serious injuries and the extremely thin spiritual energy of this cultivation continent, he was unable to recover his immortal power. In desperation, he had no choice but to continue to open a passage forward and use his remaining immortal power to decorate the cave.
The reason why he was hunted down was because of a set of guns and a giant egg that he grabbed.
Qingyun came back to the big cauldron he had seen before. He knew that there was an egg in the cauldron, a dragon egg from the royal family of dragons obtained by Feng Moxianjun. This unquenchable forest white fire was the one that absorbed the big cauldron through the formation.
It is formed by the internal fire of Yanshan Mountain. It has been continuously heating this cauldron for nearly 20,000 years.
Immortal Lord Fengmo's plan was to give birth to a young dragon under the heat of the flames. Taking a few drops of the royal dragon's blood might allow him to recover a few percent of his cultivation level. However, until he ran out of life and returned to the ruins, nothing happened.
Seeing that the dragon egg showed any signs of hatching. Just when his remnant soul came out, he sensed that there was still no change in the cauldron, and then he realized that the hatching of the royal dragon was not that simple.
Qingyun stared blankly at everything in front of him, vaguely understanding that he had entered a strange world of cultivation, but he was very confused about this world. He knew that Uncle Luo Zhu, who raised him, was fortunate enough to be taught by a disciple of the Great Yan Sect.
, learned some techniques of meditation and breathing. After Uncle Luo Zhu learned this, his whole person was full of energy, as if he was getting younger as he lived.
Later, Uncle Luo Zhu planned to teach himself these things. Who knew that he would not be able to learn at all? As long as he is lucky, heart-breaking pain will be emitted from his body.
The pain intensified. At first, Uncle Luo Zhu thought that he was born with no meridians and could not practice martial arts. However, after careful inspection, he was shocked to find that his meridians were completely normal and there was no difference at all.
Uncle Luo Zhu couldn't explain this strange situation, so he later asked himself and Dunzi to come to the Great Yan Sect to try to join the sect. Maybe those 'immortals' with powerful means could heal his body.
Qingyun shook his head, thought no more, and walked back to the pool. Those herbs, melons and fruits were all brought by Immortal Fengmo from the immortal world. After he was seriously injured, he planted those immortal herbs in order to heal his wounds.
Those melons and fruits were just symbols for the immortals to entertain fellow Taoists, and they were also planted by the way. Qingyun picked a fruit, put it to his mouth and took a bite, and immediately felt a warm current in his body.
It flows and feels extremely comfortable.
"I didn't expect that I would be able to eat fairy fruit even if I was trapped here. Haha, it doesn't seem so bad." At this moment, Qingyun had thrown away his previous frustration.
"Let's see what that strange ** is. Maybe it's suitable for my broken body." Thinking of this, he jumped into the pool with a plop. The memory given by Fengmo Fairy Lord, that strange **
**It was he who hid it under a stone at the bottom of the pool. There was a ring there.
The water in the pool was a bit cold, but it had no impact on Qingyun, who had lived by the sea since childhood. He quickly dived to the bottom of the water like a fish, and after a careful search, he quickly found the ring.
Qingyun sat at the stone table, holding this ring and observing it for a long time. He really couldn't imagine how a movie could be hidden in this small ring.
"This world of cultivation has shocked me to the point of numbness. Forget it, I'm not surprised anymore." After saying that, he bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood on the ring according to the memory given by the old man. A red light flashed.
, Qingyun immediately felt that his mind was connected with the ring. He could see that the space inside the ring was endless, and there were a lot of messy things stored in it, including some round pills, some white jade slips, and some weapons.
Something like that, but Qingyun couldn't even name him.
Where is the **? As Qingyun thought, a white jade slip appeared in his hand in an instant. "According to the memory given by the old man, you can know the contents of this thing by sticking it between your eyebrows."
As I thought about it, I put the jade slip against my forehead. Sure enough, after concentrating for a moment, this piece of information came to my mind.
"The Chaos Art of Heaven and Earth was created by an unknown person. It is divided into three levels. The first level is body refining. It absorbs the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body and runs against the meridians, causing the blood in the body to turn from red to black. At the same time, it constantly uses external forces to temper the body. When the body is
After the blood completely changes from black to bright red, it is Dacheng. Note: After the first level of Dacheng of this**, you can fight with the monks in the cultivation world with only your physical body. At the same time, this** can hide the true cultivation level of the cultivator.
Detailed notes are as follows..."
There seemed to be something blocking the two layers behind. No matter how hard Qingyun tried, he couldn't see clearly. "Perhaps you can't see it until you succeed in practicing the first layer." Qingyun guessed.
But that's not right. Uncle Luo Zhu taught us to sit quietly, put aside all distracting thoughts, concentrate on attracting the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body, and follow the meridians to perform the Great Circular Movement. The more times the Great Circular Movement occurs, the more stable the meridians will be. At the same time, the more powerful the spiritual energy of heaven and earth will be absorbed.
The more, the more communication with heaven and earth, the more you can cultivate to a higher state. But this body actually allows the reverse meridians to run, and it needs some external force to temper the body and change the blood from black to red. Strange, really strange.
Qingyun struggled a little. Uncle Luo Zhu was the person he trusted the most, so he was a little undecided about whether he should practice or not. "This thing can make people like old man Feng Mo pay attention to it, and it will also cause other people to pursue him.
There must be something powerful about it? Anyway, I can't practice the magic taught by Uncle Luo Zhu. Maybe I can really succeed in this magic if I give it a try." Thinking of this, Qingyun immediately sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes and followed the steps.
The first-level luck method began to be practiced.
"Haha, hahaha." Not long after, Qingyun suddenly opened his eyes and looked up to the sky with a long smile. He couldn't help but be excited and ecstatic. After the spiritual energy of heaven and earth entered the body, it ran against the meridians, and the body didn't feel any pain at all.
A warm and comfortable feeling spreads throughout the body.
"Fourteen years, I have been suffering for fourteen years." He touched a blue and white jade pendant hanging close to his neck, and the corners of Qingyun's eyes became moist. He had never known who his parents were or where they were since he was a child. He only knew Luo Luo.
Uncle Zhu adopted him and named him Fu Qingyun because of the word "Fu" on the jade pendant. Because he was a foreigner in the village, he had been bullied since he was a child. After he discovered that his weird body could not cultivate, he was deeply troubled.
It was even more bitter. But the stubbornness in his bones and the vague consciousness coming from the depths of his soul made him insist that he was not inferior to others.
Now that he finally has a movie that allows him to realize his desire to practice, how can he not be excited? Qingyun quickly calmed down, stood up, picked a few fruits and ate them, then sat down cross-legged and began to work hard to practice the Chaos Art of Heaven and Earth.
First level. Time passes slowly in this boring practice.
[Read a few more chapters, it doesn’t look good and I write my name upside down]