Yusha

Chapter 635 Ghosts and Gods Weeping and Complaining about the Storm (Second Update!)
So far away!

Accompanied by the buzzing and trembling sound of the "Jade Book" reaching a certain extreme, and accompanied by the continuous sprinkling of the jade light, almost instantly, Uncle Shang's face, which had changed and changed within a few short breaths, suddenly changed again and again. Got to be surprised.

The majestic aura he displayed has reached the vicinity of the "Jade Book" almost in an instant, and there is really only a tiny distance between them. Then it's time to try to register on the "Jade Book"!

But at this moment, accidents happen!

At first glance, the jade brilliance seems to be far weaker and slender than any hazy mist.

But it is precisely this kind of jade light falling down, but in an instant, Jiaoshang Bo's majestic aura soaring into the sky has no possibility of touching the "Jade Book" any more.

It seems to follow a certain order of first come first come.

It also seems to be a response to Shang Bo's excessive reluctance.

But such changes are not yet final.

As the "Jade Book" reached the extreme state of buzzing and trembling for a long time, the same increasingly intense jade light and clear light sprinkled from it. The hazy aura gathered in the jade light and clear brilliance gradually revealed the same ethereal phantom.

Everything follows the same change process as Shiquan Mountain and "Jade Book" in the early days.

At first, it was just a hazy outline, but gradually, the outline itself began to become clear little by little.

It was clearly only a flash change, but anyone who saw it could only feel that it was a slow change over a very long time.

But change always has an end.

Gradually, a clear illusion emerged from the hazy silhouette, showing a figure of a person sitting in front of the desk, and as the hazy illusion spread, gradually, most of that figure followed It was covered by the mist and haze formed by the jade light and clear brilliance.

Originally the picture was extremely clear, but part of it became hazy and blurred again.

It seems that the qi machine with the Tao and the law is acting on the blurred part in the space.

But anyone can see the large talisman paper laid out on the desk and the brush dipped in spiritual ink in the hands of the Taoist in the momentary change.

Chu Weiyang.

Even at this time, the "Jade Book"'s telephoto perception from a distance makes all the existence related to the essence of Taoism blurred.

In addition to the fact that Chu Weiyang is practicing the path of true form and has both good form and spirit, the hole photo in the "Jade Book" even hides the angle that Chu Weiyang is facing directly, and only reveals a From the side angle, one could vaguely see Chu Weiyang's sideburns, the outline of his face and his cheeks.

But just these are enough for Zhu Xiu to recognize Chu Weiyang's figure clearly.

During this period of time, Chu Weiyang has done too many great things one after another.

All the Jindan monks who have truly achieved this level in the outer seas, all of them have never known Chu Weiyang!
And in the next moment, maybe he didn't know that what he did was actually sensed by the "Jade Book", and reflected in the suspended world in this way.

Chu Weiyang's hand holding the brush raised and lowered for a flash, especially with a clear voice of emotion.

"Summarize what you have learned and put it into words, it will be a classic..."

In the blink of an eye, all the great monks in the Golden Core realm suddenly understood what Chu Weiyang was doing at the moment.

In an instant, Zhu Xiu suppressed the changes of emotions on his face almost instinctively.

With a solemn attitude close to watching a ceremony, they all stood upright with their hands down. At this moment, there seemed to be no difference between Xuan Yuan, the good and the evil. In front of Zhuxiu's eyes, he only saw the interpretation of Taoism in time and time. Among them, another complete set of high-level and wonderful methods will be compiled into classics and classics at this moment.

Even if what they can see at this time is only the hazy phantom of Chu Weiyang.

In the next moment, when Chu Weiyang's brush fell, under the cover of the hazy mist, it actually landed on the talisman paper.

boom--!
Just when the extremely fine brush strokes and the spirit talisman paper were blended by the spirit ink, they rubbed against each other in an extremely soft gesture, in an instant, there was a real thunderbolt from the thick and rolling dark clouds!

In that flashing moment, it was clear that under the cover of dark clouds for a long time, the sky was so gray that people couldn't tell the difference between day and night, and suddenly it was bright like the scorching sun at noon!

At this moment, it was not one thunder, two thunders, or three thunders, but an extremely dense thunder net, running through the north and south, intersecting east and west, emanating from all the edges of the boundless thunder sea, rolling towards the inside .

At the same time, it sprouted from the sea of ​​clouds and Tianyuan, and dispersed in all directions, and between interlacing, suddenly burst out more finer thunderbolts and branched into branches.

In an instant, such thunder intertwined with each other, running through the boundless thick dark clouds, forming an impenetrable thunder net.

Immediately afterwards, the continuous sound of thunder and thunder was transmitted through the heaven and earth again and again.

And such a booming sound did not last long.

Only a few breaths later, due to Uncle Shang's opening up the way to teach the Dharma, all the qi mechanisms intertwined and resonated, which made the sky silent, the wind and rain suddenly fell into the world with a thunderbolt at this moment!
Swish - Swish - Swish -

In this flashing moment, there is the sound of the soft grinding between the pen and the paper, the continuous roar of the thunderous net, the whimpering of the wind, and the sound of pouring rain.

Everything is gathered here.

At the end, the majestic momentum of all the majestic celestial phenomena seemed to be gathering and condensing, and finally completely merged into the soft rubbing sound of the pen and the paper.

When the writing is frightening, the poem becomes the weeping ghosts and gods!
It seems that at this moment, all the phenomena of heaven and earth are footnotes for Chu Weiyang's every move.

It seems that the wind and clouds are pouring all over the sky, and all the sounds of nature are the origin of the iron painted silver hook.

At the same time, when the delicate sound of the brushstrokes arouses all the images of heaven and earth, and when all the images of heaven and earth are attributed to the brushstrokes again, then the rhyme itself of all these strokes is also at this moment. It has completely become the real Huanghuang Daoyin.

It is no longer the sound of friction between pen and paper, but the sound of Tao and law.

And in this sound of grinding, it is precisely because of Zhuxiu's breath-holding concentration at this time.

From one person's movement, he heard the sound of nature, and then separated the swaying natural sound, and fell it in the mind, and heard the voices of men, women, old and young in the dark, which seemed to be isolated from the world, It also seems to come through the passage of time.

"I don't make the sound of yin and yang, my big voice can't be summoned, so I drum it with thunder, and use my sound to summon qi..."

"A Taoist enters with sincerity, defends with silence, and uses with softness. Use sincerity to look stupid, use silence to look dull, use softness to look clumsy..."

"..."

When I listened carefully, the brilliant and vague sound was intermittent, fragmented, and fragmented.

But every time it is full of mysterious and precious words, it seems to come from the iron painted silver hook, from the wind, rain and thunder, and it seems to come from my own heart.

In addition, when different monks listened quietly, they all had their own comprehension. From the ambiguous pronunciation, what they heard again pointed to the mysterious words and sentences of their own Taoism.

That is, all kinds of ambiguous voices of men, women, old and young overlap with the natural brilliant voice again.

The rhyme gradually became extraordinary, not like a human voice, like a ghost suing, and the wind and rain were frightening.

As old Taoist Fu Mei heard at this time——

"The thunder is the order, the news of the heaven and the earth, the movement of yin and yang..."

"Everything is thunder. Even though the yin and yang are expelled, they are also moved by the gods and men. When the thunder thunders, the rain will fall..."

"..."

As Zong Lao heard at this time——

"The burial is to hide, and to take advantage of the qi. The yin and yang of the qi become wind, rise to cloud, fall to rain, and travel in the ground, which is called qi..."

"Qi rides the wind and disperses, disperses the boundary water and stops..."

"..."

There are also such things as Dan Dao, Jian Dao, Qi Dao, and the seal characters, talismans, and formations of various subtle Dao methods, all of which are included in the three pictures of "Dao Zhou", "Dao Heng", and "Dao Tong". Everything is not included, and everyone can hear about it.

And even if there are those who practice too strangely, they can already immerse their minds, and all they can hear are the natural sounds of heaven and earth, the image of the true form, and the root of returning to the true.

During the period of intoxication, leisurely and suddenly feel graceful.

Of course, even though the two ways of Xuanyuan and Yuan are already in harmony, as far as this point is concerned, not all the monks are immersed in the brilliant Taoist sound, watching Chu Weiyang's record with breathless concentration. Shujing.

That's Shang Bo.

As early as when he heard the sentence that Chu Weiyang left behind, "Summarize what you have learned and put it into words, it will be a classic", Shang Bo had already stood there dumbfounded.

As a great cultivator in the Golden Core Realm, Shang Boyshang would not completely forget what he said earlier in his mind and memory.

Even if it's just an unintentional flattery.

Who would have thought, but it has become the biggest obstacle on his way to success now!

So close, so far away!
Between a drink and a peck, it is already God's will.

And it was also accompanied by such a state of mind, when the rumble of thunder exploded again, every thunder sound became a sound of Hong Zhong Da Lu, and became a footnote of the continuous collapse of Shang Bo's Taoism.

Boom-boom-boom-

Swish - Swish - Swish -

And at this moment, when the continuous sound of thunder and rain continued to rumble, gradually, it was no longer Chu Weiyang's hazy phantom, which was constantly engulfing all directions. The aura came pouring in.

At this moment, on top of Chu Weiyang's figure, the aura of Chu Weiyang's Taoism and Dharma, scriptures and classics soared into the sky!

And on top of the hazy illusion belonging to Chu Weiyang, is the jade light that never fades away and hangs down forever, and going back, the source of everything is the "Jade Book" hanging in vain

And at this moment, when the prosperous and colorful spiritual light was easily connected to the "Jade Book", in an instant, accompanied by the flow of some beautiful spiritual light on the "Jade Book", some invisible The phaseless fluctuation suddenly scattered the "Jade Book" into the sky and the earth.

And gradually, in the haze, the first to respond was in a certain metaphysical field in the outer sea battlefield.

At that moment, it was Yun Han and Qi Feiqiong who had experienced fighting skills and had a tacit understanding.

As the two stared at each other silently, they turned their heads to look in the direction of Chu Weiyang's phantom hanging. Immediately, the two stopped in the metaphysical realm, bowed their heads, and recited——

"Xuan Ming Dan Ding Dao, Wu Yun Tian Luo Jing."

"Resist all evil spirits and raise Hunmeng, palm one Qi and refine the universe."

"Fatong Xuanyuan is the three dharma appearances, and Dao chases the innate as a person."

"King Pan is in charge of the teaching, the ancestor of the true form."

"..."

(End of this chapter)