Six months later, on the 15th day of the seventh lunar month, Yu Renjun will come to the world to celebrate the ten thousand years. At that time, there will be a great celebration in the world, and there will also be a grand ceremony at the main altar of the Xianzu Temple in the suburbs of Beijing. The emperor and his nobles will gather together.
The 'Shuohuo Boy' has known this news for a long time, but he knew that his master was currently performing a feat and did not dare to disturb him. He had delayed it until now, fearing that if he did not report it, things would be delayed. Only then did the spiritual message come. The time was just right.
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Su Jing smiled. It was such a big scene after ten thousand years of rituals!
In the smile, Su Jing fell into a deep sleep, in Bu Ting's soft arms. He was too tired. It was not just the consumption of cultivation and physical exhaustion, but the small 'wishful fetuses' in the world of the sea of consciousness.
'It was basically formed by Su Jing's power of visualization. All his energy was exhausted, and the fatigue from his soul was uncontrollable. He fell asleep...
There are two steps in the practice of Ruyi Fei, which are the formation of the fetus and the opening of the spirit. The first step of the practice of 'conception of the fetus' has finally been completed.
Even in his sleep, Su Jing still felt lucky.
Those who have not cultivated to this point will not understand. Only when people uphold the Dharma and hit this state will they realize: It is by no means a high level of cultivation and sufficient yang fire to pass!
If you want to bring real power into the void, you must rely on the traction of Yuan consciousness and the spiritual connection.
You have a hundred kilograms of cultivation, but your Yuan consciousness can only bear thirty kilograms of weight, so you can only use 30% of your cultivation to enter the Xuanxu, and the remaining seventy kilograms of strength are empty in the real body and cannot be sent.
put to use;
But the world-suppressing divine thunder in the sea of consciousness is derived from all your cultivation. Moreover, Su Jing in the sea of consciousness is formed by visualization, and his body is far weaker than the real Su Jing. Even with 100% of the power, it is still difficult to deal with the divine thunder.
, if you still have the strength to use it, there is no hope of success at all.
Divine thunder follows the real cultivation level. The higher the cultivation level, the more violent the divine thunder will be. If the consciousness and spirit are not strong enough to match one's own cultivation level, the higher the cultivation level, the harder it will be to pass the test.
Those are the two words - match.
The Yang Fire Zhengfa, the test of practicing in the realm of wishful thinking, is aimed at the matching of the consciousness and cultivation of the Golden Crow disciples, which also secretly links to the way of 'balance'.
Fortunately, Su Jing had become very happy when he was traveling in the Southern Wilderness, and his mind was very strong. His mental power was far superior to that of his fellow cultivators. And being distracted almost all the time was also a training for his mind.
Especially in the sea of Qianyan, Su Jing's fierce battle with the Mo spirit inside his body is a great spiritual training.
In this way, Su Jing's Yuan consciousness is so powerful that he can bring all his cultivation into the Xuanxu Sea of Consciousness, giving him the ability to fight against the divine thunder.
But even so, it was still impossible to pass - at the last moment. The Gangbujichi Formation was formed in the sea of consciousness. The long needles of Yang Fire pouring into the body were not support. On the contrary, this formation was extracting: extracting Xuanxu Su Jing.
In the body, the power of Yuan consciousness and Xiu Yuan is integrated. The power is taken away because the formation is 'weaving' Yuan Shen for Su Jing. This is a great thing, but don't forget it. At that time, there were still six divine thunders that were struggling to destroy Su Jing.
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Just when Su Jing was about to collapse, the Little Golden Crow entered his body and rushed to his aid.
In the battle at Netherworld West Immortal Pavilion, the Little Golden Crow seized the body of the Bone Golden Crow and turned the remains of Yang Saburo into its own body. However, when the owner needed it, it still gave up its good body and bones. It rushed into Su Jingzai's consciousness with the body of its true soul.
The visualization body of the sea. This is wonderful:
First, the Bone Golden Crow is still there. It is still the Gangtian of Su Jingyang’s Fire Small Universe. It is a part of Su Jing’s body and a treasure. This level will never change;
Secondly, the rebirth of the Little Golden Crow's true soul escaping into the 'Ruyi Womb' is tantamount to a Nirvana rebirth. From then on, it coexists with the Yuan Shen Su Jing, but it also has the opportunity to achieve real life.
God can become another form of his life existence, and then Little Golden Crow can truly come back to life!
Little Su Qing, Little Tu Wan, Little Yuanshen, Little Jinwu, Su Jing, and the other four fell into a deep sleep, with smiles on everyone's lips.
A deep sleep lasted for seven days. After Su Jing woke up, he sat in a posture to heal his injuries. The broken bones of his body could heal again, and the lost front teeth could grow back, giving him a neat set of teeth again.
Within a month, Su Jing fully recovered.
He woke up from his trance, and the moment he opened his eyes, Buhe, who was waiting beside her, saw that his eyes were golden and red, like the scorching sun!
Not only the little witch, but also the three corpses and Xiang Liu have come out of seclusion. They are all in the main hall. Everyone can see the rising sun in his eyes.
In just a blink of an eye, Su Jing's eyes turned black again, and he smiled: "I'm fine, how are you...eh?"
The little demon girl had a weird smile: "You spit out golden light, can you change it?" Su Jing's eyes disappeared from the scorching sun, but when he spoke, a ray of sunlight shot out from his mouth, making the little demon girl's face look golden and beautiful.
Su Jing took a deep breath and tentatively opened his mouth again. The sunlight in his mouth disappeared, but the little witch sitting opposite him could see clearly that Su Jing's hair began to shine again, with a faint golden red sunlight.
While reaching out to touch his hair, Su Jing shook his head with a smile: "Although I have not broken through, it is still a big practice. I have benefited a lot from the surge of real energy. I was a little unable to adapt to it for a while, and my Yang Yuan overflowed." In one sentence.
During this time, the palms, fingernails, eyebrows, knees and even buttocks glowed everywhere, looking weird and ridiculous.
The three corpses were very happy, thinking that Su Jing looked really good like this.
Ignoring the joke about the three corpses, Su Jing told him about the festival on July 15th. He had just finished a good spiritual practice, and Su Jing was not going to let go of this excitement.
After almost three hundred years, I was finally able to go out and do the business of killing people and setting fires. If I don't listen, Xiang Liu, the three corpses all nodded happily. Lei Dong laughed and said: "July 15th, it is indeed a day to celebrate the people."
It’s very auspicious.”
July 15th is the Zhongyuan Festival of Chinese Taoism and the Ghost Festival of the Han people.
Su Jing nodded: "Since it's the Ghost Festival in Middle-earth, let's let Ren Ren see our ghosts in Middle-earth."
After joking for a while and asking about the cultivation level of her companions, the little demon girl was the first to smile and shake her head. She didn't say anything, but it seemed that she had acquired good skills and planned to give her sweetheart a "good look". She didn't say anything, so Xiang Liu didn't bother to show off.
, the three corpses realized a series of great desires after "shaking their faces and flattering their feet", but the three of them were just talking nonsense, and Su Jing just laughed when he heard it, and didn't take it seriously.
It's still early, so Su Jing will take advantage of these three to five months to enter samadhi again, to rectify the Dharma and straighten out his true energy. It's always so shiny and shiny that he can't go out to meet people...
Four months flew by.
On June 15th, the big festival was approaching, and everyone in the temple would have no more holidays for the next month. The 'blind boy' took advantage of this last holiday to go out and play, and when he came back, his painting had turned into Su Jing.
More than two hundred and seventy years have passed, and the "blind boy" of the past has long since become a blind old man. His painted skin is magical, and he can change it with time by pressing the spell, and he will age little by little.
All the companions followed Su Jing to the temple, but Feng Qiao did not follow. She was still meditating beside the blazing fire, and Su Jing did not wake her up. Feng Qiao's realm was still shallow, and this was a dangerous and life-threatening mission.
I won't call her anymore.
After a busy month, I have to say that Su Jing is a good at work. Everyone said that this old blind man is really hardworking and never complains... But he couldn't accept it. The day before the due date, the old blind man finally lay down tiredly, his forehead
Huohan's face was pale and his body was trembling. There was a doctor in the temple who was responsible for consulting the handymen. After looking at him, he shook his head: The lamp was dry and the oil was running out. His life was approaching, and he would not be able to live for a few more days.
Fortunately, for such a big event as the Ten Thousand Years Ritual Ceremony, the servants were really busy beforehand. When the day came, they had nothing to do. At this time, it didn't matter if they fell ill or died of old age, so they sent the old blind man to his usual place.
He was thrown into the room where he lived, and no one came to take care of him. They waited until he died to collect his body.
Nianhua did not forget to complain about the leader of the Shasha monk: "Look at how popular you are. You have been working here for two hundred and several decades, and no one comes to see you when you are about to die."
The great monk shook his head helplessly: "It's just that I have a cold nature when it comes to controlling people. There are still many people who have lent me money and haven't repaid them."
Akame immediately stared: "Then you can't die like this!"
Even with the support of elixirs, the old blind man is still approaching his end of life. If he wants to lurk here again in the future, he must change his identity and come back again.
On July 14th, when night fell, the old blind man who was lying on the bed waiting for death suddenly got up. The dying old man was as nimble as a civet cat, and his body swiveled and merged into the night, and then disappeared.
Half an hour later, a motorcade from the Prime Minister's Office entered the south gate of the capital. The torches were burning brightly in front of the carriage, and one drop of the flame was turned by Su Jing.
After entering the city, a drop of flame fell from the torch to the ground. No one paid attention. The motorcade rumbled past. The drop of flame flickered slightly, and the old blind man showed his true form. He hid in the shadows and waited for a moment. When he was about to move forward, the old blind man stretched out his hand.
A touch on the face.
The old blind man disappeared and was replaced by a huge, rough-skinned and fleshy Hunter. Although he was fat, his movements were as swift and silent as the breeze, walking towards the main entrance of the Palace.
Just when the fat Orion transformed into a drop of flame, escaped into a lantern, and followed the guards into the palace, the naked eyes in the cave stopped and glared at Su Jing next to him: "If you don't tell me what you are here for, I... eh
, I’m leaving! I’m leaving.”
On July 15th, there is a grand temple festival. If you want to assassinate the king or cause trouble, you should wait in the temple. Why would you sneak to the palace in the middle of the night? You have been waiting for two hundred and seventy years, and you have to wait for the last night.
No more?
In the cave, Su Jing's consciousness projection responded: "I'm here to tell the emperor that it's his time to die during the temple's grand ceremony tomorrow."
Everyone around them had different reactions. The three corpses were puzzled at first, then shook their heads and curled their lips: "You are so crazy!"
Xiao Xiangliu narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "This is interesting."
No kidding, she likes Su Jing like this very much.
But the disobedient smile bloomed, and Su Jing's expression in the cave was slightly startled. Almost at the same time, a bright sword light suddenly exploded outside the main entrance of the palace!
In addition to Su Jing and his party, there were also evil thieves armed with swords and breaking into the palace.
There was no hiding, no concealment. The evil thief rushed into the palace with one sword and one person, hoping to break into the palace with one person's strength... The bold thief was covered in rust. It looked like