In the same short period of time, Chu Weiyang’s progress in deducing the “fragrant prescription” in the ancient treasure was also very limited.
Wu Zi realized that even because the wilderness here was completely uninhabited, Chu Weiyang’s figure disappeared, appeared, disappeared, and appeared again from the changes in reality and reality.
Soon, Chu Weiyang gave up trying.
The process of moving from the Dharma to the Tao is obviously not something that can be accomplished overnight. Chu Weiyang has also clearly realized through his own practical experience over and over again that if he wants to make progress in this Tao, he must rely on ancient It may be easy for Chu Weiyang to inspire Bao’s background.
But if you want to truly grasp the natural and ancient meaning, perhaps the accumulation of progress is not enough. You need to have a long period of meditation and enlightenment, so that you can be inspired by inspiration in an accidental moment.
After all, in the final analysis, this is the ancient method of Xuanmen, and naturally it needs to be understood and touched in the way of practice of Xuanmen monks.
Looking at it this way, Chu Weiyang’s posture in practicing law in the past few days is still a bit too “Yuanmen”.
Wu Zi thought carefully.
Finally, when he saw the sky shining brightly in the distance, and as the deep night was torn apart by the natural force of heaven and earth, Chu Weiyang also stopped his performance.
Immediately afterwards, a pure blue spiritual light shone, wrapping the Taoist’s figure, and then flew straight to the side and escaped into the air.
If you look carefully, you will find that the direction Chu Weiyang fled to at this time is not the direction of Tianning Daocheng.
A moment later, in another wilderness, the bright light formed by the intertwining of Xuan Lei and blood flames flashed away. Chu Weiyang stepped forward in the air, using the force of his sword like a mountain and a vast ocean, the sharpness of the ring-head sword The sword light is like splitting yin and yang.
And the moment the sword light fell, Chu Weiyang was the only one left in the wilderness.
When he looked again, in the muddy swamp, the ravine that Chu Weiyang had cut open with his sword was swallowing up the crimson bloodstains little by little, as well as the corpses cut in half in the pool of blood.
Fortunately, this time Chu Weiyang was unlucky, and finally he was no longer a disciple of Shangming Palace and Five Elements Sect.
The person who was lost in the hands of Chu Weiyang was a Taoist disciple of the Wujin Sect. To be honest, the two of them were actually old acquaintances. In the past, they had traded Five Poisons Mixed Color Fine Gold with Chu Weiyang on the Immortal Island of Mirror Fate. It is this person.
But when he looked at it now, Chu Weiyang spread the torrent of golden needles all over the sky. The golden needles were wrapped with poisonous bone spurs in the five-poison mixed-color fine go