Chapter 33 Sitting on the ground to become a devil
For practitioners, among the five realms of practice, the two most important points are first knowledge and knowledge of life. First knowledge is the first scenery that ordinary people see when they embark on the path of spiritual practice. At that time, how much can a practitioner see?
, it is basically certain that he will be able to practice Taoism in the future
No matter how far you go, the realm of knowing destiny makes transcendence possible. It is the beginning of the practitioner's real departure from the world. Therefore, when the practitioner crosses this threshold, they can often see things they could not see originally.
In the future, I sensed some mysterious omens.
After escaping from Zhishou Temple and falling off a cliff, he sat quietly in the poisonous fog at the bottom of the valley to realize enlightenment and enter the realm of knowing destiny. Long Qing is now a great cultivator, and his cultivation level has already surpassed that of his past. However, he did not enter the realm of knowing destiny like those predecessors recorded in the Xiling Canon.
He sensed the future in an instant and had an omen. It was not until he was standing on the edge of the cliff, looking at the red sun that was about to set, and listening to the cries of Zi Mo and others that he had a vague feeling.
The sun is about to set, and the world will return to darkness. My behavior can be said to be deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors, and my current state of mind is so cold. So what I have done in these years is really, as the viewer said, I am admonishing Chenghao.
The will of heaven, or are these all deceiving oneself and others, that one has already turned away from the bright world, resolutely plunged into the long night, and became the precursor of Pluto?
Long Qing watched the sunset gradually being swallowed up by the mountains, with a self-deprecating smile on his face. He was unsure of all his guesses, because that was an area he still couldn't touch.
Listening to Long Qing's words, Zi Mo and the people felt cold all over. However, the cold did not last long, because on the way to escape, they had seen too many deaths and endured too much humiliation. They knew that compared with the cold eyes and autumn wind in the world,
When you get up, the real night becomes safer and even warmer.
People kowtowed heavily to Long Qing again to show their loyalty.
Zi Mo knelt in front of Long Qing and said in a low tone: "Sir, I don't dare to lie to you... When we went down to Taoshan, our cultivation was ruined. Now we just have more knowledge and experience than ordinary people in the world.
, I don’t know what your goal is for your reappearance, but I think you must do something big. I’m worried that not only will I not be able to help you, but I will actually drag you down.”
Long Qing looked at him and said calmly: "What I need is your absolute loyalty. As for your cultivation being abolished, it is not a big deal. I heard that you are now called fallen knights, so please become stronger, and then follow
I fell all the way to the bottom of the abyss."
After saying this, he took out a medicine box from his arms.
Zi Mo felt the pure medicinal power coming out of the medicine box, and could not help but tremble slightly. There was an expression of disbelief on his face, and he said in a trembling voice: "Sir, this is..."
He and the other fallen knights had their cultivation level abolished by the Judgment Department of the Xiling Temple. However, the Snow Mountain Qi Sea was not destroyed. It was just that the apertures of the Snow Mountain were locked up by the Taoist secrets. If they wanted to restore their cultivation level, at least three great masters would be needed.
A strong man at the priest level could force his way through, or he might have a series of adventures like Ning Que did back then.
Fleeing all the way. The fallen knights never expected to be able to recover their cultivation, because they knew that they could not get the help of three fate-knowing peak powerhouses, and there were not many adventures in the world.
Until they met their former direct boss on the cliff: Prince Longqing.
The medicine box in Prince Longqing's hand contains the Sitting Pill.
The Sitting Pill is not a Taoist holy medicine, but comes from the Buddhist sect. Although this kind of pill is not like Tongtian Pill, it can heal the bones, cure the dead, and prolong life. But it has unimaginable effects in clearing the orifices and cleansing the heart, re-opening those who are trapped in the body.
A locked orifice is not something unimaginable.
The fallen knights took the elixir from Zi Mo's hand with trembling hands, drank it, then closed their eyes and sat down cross-legged.
The name of the elixir is Sitting on the Ground. It means sitting on the ground to become a Buddha. They are sitting on the ground at this time. I believe that even if their cultivation is completely restored, they still cannot become Buddhas, but they can become demons.
The cliffs are getting darker and darker, becoming pitch black.
Long Qing, wearing a black Taoist robe, seemed to blend into the night.
Looking at his subordinates who were sitting on the ground, using their skills to digest the medicine, and trying to break through the snow-capped mountains, he had a very calm expression on his face. He did not feel regretful about using up the sitting pills that he had worked so hard to refine, and neither did he.
I worry about whether these subordinates will remain absolutely loyal to me after they regain their strength.
In the past few years, he has been the director of the Judgment Department of the Xiling Temple, the third-ranking figure in the black temple. Because Ye Hongyu is obsessed with monasticism, he is personally responsible for all internal affairs of the department, especially the temple cavalry directly under the Judgment Department.
Management, these cavalry commanders are his absolute confidants.
After Ye Hongyu became the High Priest of Judgment, he brutally punished these cavalry commanders for the ridiculous reason of looking at her in the crowd. In addition to establishing their authority, part of the reason was to destroy Long Qing.
The influence is completely wiped out.
Because of the past, Long Qing's trust in these fallen knights is justified, and the most important thing is that the Sitting Pill contains his hard work, so when these fallen knights take the Sitting Pill, they will become Long Qing's hard work, and they cannot
Conceal anything from Long Qing.
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As an important component of Haotian Dao Sect, Longhushan Tianshi Dao has always been the staunchest follower of the Xiling Temple. In the relatively remote Qi State, it also has many direct followers. The contemporary Zhang Tianshi is even more like a national master in Qi State.
A general sublime existence, the Taoist temple on Longhu Mountain is splendid with golden jade. Green trees are planted around the stone flats, which do not change color even in autumn. When the mountain breeze comes, the treetops sway gently, making it feel like a fairyland.
However, today's Longhu Mountain no longer has the slightest shadow of fairyland. It seems to have turned into the legendary underworld. There are countless Taoist corpses lying on the stone flats, mutilated limbs hanging from the tops of the green trees, and the smell of blood fills the air.
In the middle, the main door of the Taoist temple is tightly closed, and the blood flowing out from the crack of the door will not solidify, like pulp.
In the Taoist temple, Zhang Tianshi, who was wearing a yellow Taoist robe, looked at the group of black-clothed Taoists in front of him with a pale face, holding the last talisman between his trembling fingers. At this time, all the disciples of Tianshi Tao had died in the battle, leaving only
He is still alive, but the problem is that he doesn't know why he is still alive.
Zhang Tianshi has cultivated talismans and has reached the peak realm of Dongxuan. He is only one step away from entering the realm of knowing destiny. The headmaster of Xiling Temple believes that he can successfully break through the realm in thirty years and become a precious talisman master, so even if he goes there every time
Xiling Temple, he will be greatly respected.
But at this time, he could not see any respect in the eyes of these black-clothed Taoists, not even respect for their enemies. The eyes of these black-clothed Taoists were calm and cold, looking at him as if they were looking at a dead person.
"You sinners...were you not deposed by the throne of God...how could this happen?"
Zhang Tianshi's face was pale and his voice was hoarse and he said with fear. He recognized the faces of several of these Taoists in black and knew that they were the fallen knights who were expelled from the Xiling Temple. However, a few days ago, I heard that these fallen knights were expelled from the Southern Jin Dynasty.
The army and Taoist sects were chasing them like dogs. Why did these fallen knights suddenly come to Longhu Mountain and regain all their strength? They even had stronger strength!
These sixteen Taoists in black have all advanced to the Dongxuan realm. The powerful aura exuded by the five former temple cavalry commanders proves that they have already stood at the peak of the Dongxuan realm, especially the purple ink commander among them. Even faintly
Now that I have touched that piece of paper, I may break through and enter my destiny at any time!
Apart from powerful countries like the Tang State and the Southern Jin Dynasty, which other country in the world can gather so many powerful people? These black-clothed Taoists have such strength. How can the disciples of Longhu Mountain compete with them, especially when these black-clothed Taoists are there?
In the previous battles, they showed chilling coldness and even bloodthirst. That kind of coldness and bloodthirst made their power even more terrifying.
Zhang Tianshi was frightened and confused. He didn't know what happened. Not only did these sinners who blasphemed Haotian not die, but they became so powerful.
No Taoist in black answered his question. They just stood silently in the middle of the Taoist temple, looking at him like a dead person, as if waiting for someone to arrive.
Long Qing appeared in the Taoist temple at some unknown time. He was also wearing a black Taoist robe. The edge of the Taoist robe was embroidered with a golden ribbon, just like the picture painted by the sun on the bank of dark clouds.
Zhang Tianshi looked at Long Qing and said in disbelief: "You...Prince Longqing...you are not dead!"
Long Qing said calmly: "If you have experienced my life in the past two years, you will probably know that it is very difficult to die."
Zhang Tianshi suddenly understood, glanced at the Taoists in black, and roared in a hissing voice: "You did all this! You lunatic! Aren't you afraid of being abandoned by Haotian!"
Long Qing said: "Perhaps Haotian abandoned you, Heavenly Master."
Zhang Tianshi said desperately: "If that's really the case, then just do it."
Long Qing didn't say anything. He just looked at him quietly.
Zhang Tianshi suddenly noticed that something had changed in Long Qing's eyes. The boundary between the black pupils and the whites of his eyes suddenly blurred, and a very light gray was emerging.
He didn't know what was going to happen next.
But he guessed what was going to happen next, it would be terrible.
He screamed loudly and crushed the last talisman.
A wall of fire emerged out of nowhere, quickly closing in around his body, and was about to burn him to ashes.
Zhang Tianshi stared at Long Qing across the wall of fire and roared angrily: "You devil! Don't even think of succeeding!"
Long Qing's expression remained unchanged, and the next moment, his figure appeared in the wall of fire.
A black peach blossom bloomed behind him.
A cold breath was generated in the Taoist Temple.
The wall of fire suddenly went out.
Long Qing's eyes all turned gray, extremely dark.
Zhang Tianshi felt the telepathy in his body being sucked out at high speed, with extreme fear in his eyes. Looking at Long Qing's still beautiful face, he cursed with hatred and despair: "You will die worse than me."
With a snap, Zhang Tianshi's withered body fell to the ground.
Long Qing closed his eyes for a moment, and when he opened them again, everything had returned to normal.
He walked up to the outside of the Taoist Temple.
Sixteen black-clothed Taoists, headed by Zi Mo, followed him silently, secretly following Long Qing's rhythm and charm, both in terms of pace and breath.
Gradually it will become a whole, and then disappear into the dark night.
The heavy Taoist temple door slowly opened.
In autumn, the mountain wind gradually picked up, ruffling Longqing's clothes.
He felt that he was stronger again.
This feels good.
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(I will have a high school class reunion tonight and I will probably drink. There is only one chapter today. However, even though tomorrow is Saturday, I won’t have a day off. At least there will be an update. It’s just that I haven’t written much, so I’m really embarrassed to ask for a ticket. Even though I’m thick-skinned,
But there is an upper limit to thickness, I wish you all happiness.)