The Elysium Across Deep Space Chapter 253: ?Another secret road
In the mountains, a simple thatched hut, accompanied by vines and clear springs, is not far from a clear lake. This area is peaceful and quiet.
Outside the thatched hut, there are bluestone table cases and stone piers, and tall gold-lined and silver-leafed osmanthus trees.
This is a rare birth experience. Wang Xuan is far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, and there is no intrusion of wild beasts and monsters. He temporarily escapes from the world, reads golden bamboo slips, and thinks about the future.
Over the past two months, his strength has increased, even on a supermatter depleted Nova.
"Mist, the first small realm of transcendence. When I stepped in for the first time, I saw darkness in my flesh and blood, and fog was everywhere." Wang Xuan was thinking about the path of cultivation.
"I think that the first person who stepped into this field must be very confused and hesitant. When he looked at himself in his mind, he was trapped in the fog of flesh and blood, and he couldn't see the next path clearly."
In order to better understand the law and walk the road to the future, he substituted himself into the mood and thoughts of the first generation of superhumans long ago, and started from scratch.
"Light the lamp, tear through the fog with a strong will, and accumulate enough spiritual energy to gradually see the way forward and break free from the shackles of the spiritual cage."
Wang Xuan feels that this is not something that can be achieved overnight. Perhaps many of the first-generation superhumans have never walked into the foggy realm of flesh and blood.
"Tempering the spiritual realm, like hanging a lamp, illuminating the night sky of longevity!"
He believes that it was very remarkable that someone established this belief and pointed out the general direction back then, and perhaps it was not the effort of a generation at all.
"With the light of spirit, illuminate the extraordinary night sky of eternal silence, and embark on the road of longevity!" Wang Xuan was engraved on the bluestone table.
He was quite impressed. Just imagine that in that era of drowsiness and blood, in the harsh environment of competing with all kinds of beasts and monsters, it was amazing that early humans could have this kind of consciousness.
"If the person who established this belief is still alive and still walking on the road of exploring the transcendent, I think he or she must be unparalleled and powerful."
If such a person lives in this world, there is no reason not to be strong.
After two months of cultivation, comprehending the golden bamboo slips, and comparing the scriptures on the slate, Wang Xuan's strength has improved, and he has come to the end of the realm of burning lamps.
Lighting the lamp, the spiritual light illuminates the road ahead, he has already seen the field of life and soil, and stepping into that realm is just around the corner!
"The soil of life, the beginning of all methods, is the place where the extraordinary stands. Both pre-Qin alchemists and Taoists attach great importance to this place. It can support life, and it is also the original place where extraordinary life accumulates health machines."
The so-called life soil can't find its corresponding tangible place among the flesh and blood organs, but it really exists. When the lamp goes to the end, and if you go further, you can stand in the life soil.
"If the supernatural subsides, will it start from the decay of the soil of life? The collapse of all methods, the place to support life, and the place of the supernatural at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty are extremely important."
Wang Xuan got up, the grass and trees in front of him were fresh and the environment was beautiful, like a pure land outside the world, but there was a lack of super substances.
Some time ago, he often went to various temples and Taoist temples to absorb mysterious factors, and his flesh and blood was almost saturated.
In addition, whether it is the flying boat or Huang Chengcheng's gourd, a large number of mysterious factors are also stored.
But the two months of practice, comprehension of scriptures, and support for him until now, have consumed almost the same amount.
He read the golden bamboo slips and compared the scriptures on the slate, just to find a way, and to be able to walk even after the supernatural substance was exhausted.
But now, he thought, it was too hard.
If three years later, the supernatural dissipates, the errors of the world are corrected, everything returns to the original normal trajectory, and there is no soil for the existence of myths, even if he comprehends the supreme scriptures, it seems that there is no way to change this situation.
"Will the interior location be the last way out?" Wang Xuan frowned.
At present, which Li Xian has not opened up an interior scene, and now some real bones are absorbing the interior scene to revive, and then reshape the flesh and blood.
But he felt that when the time came, those interior locations would be closed, and then the mysterious matter would no longer be brought in. Otherwise, Li Xian would not be helpless or even hopeless about the future.
However, Wang Xuan is a little different from his interior scene. He was able to open it when he was a mortal, and he can enter without the help of extraordinary power!
"Hopefully, three years later, my unusual interior location will still be available, and the mysterious factors will be drawn from that unknown place!"
Wang Xuan hopes that this may be the fundamental reason why he will keep his extraordinary power in the future.
However, he can't count on it all, what if his interior scene is locked by then, or the inside is equally depleted?
He should be prepared to find a foothold or two!
In recent days, he has been reciting the supreme scriptures of the alchemists, and he feels just one word: Difficult!
"In that era, the most powerful alchemists would capture sacred beasts, divine birds, etc. at every turn, not only for the purpose of pulling carts, but also for the sake of cultivation."
In this day and age, even if you understand the difficult golden bamboo slips, it is difficult to replicate that way.
How did those top alchemists practice? They picked heavenly medicine, captured holy beasts and refined their essence, and baptized their bodies with holy blood.
"At that time, it was really enviable. The treasures were so beautiful and there were all kinds of strange things everywhere. Although the competition was fierce, it was also an extraordinary and prosperous world with abundant products."
On the twenty-seven golden bamboo slips, there are the strongest root techniques, involving the highest spiritual realm, and there are also some real figures, which are matched with the most difficult and incomprehensible physical postures.
At the same time, there are remarks for these, and sometimes it is necessary to use celestial medicine and the blood of holy beasts to baptize the spirit and body.
In this day and age, how can people still practice?
"However, it may not be impossible to practice. Some of the words above are meaningful. If you are confident enough, you can also be inspired."
The path of pre-Qin alchemists, from the physical to the spiritual, is very rough, and it is an overall improvement in the general direction.
"The avenue of golden elixir, the fusion of spirit and spirit, the accumulation of the essence of the whole body in one place, raising a golden elixir, and breaking the game from one point..."
From this day on, he is also reading the five-color golden elixir, and he is also reciting the secret of the Buddhist ancestral court - the Shakyamuni Sutra.
Wang Xuan is immersed in the world of practice. He compares various scriptures and gains every day. These scriptures involve alchemists, Taoism, Buddhism, etc.
"What is that, I seem to have found a secret way again?!"
Half a month later, Wang Xuan's spirit hung like a lamp in the night sky, looking inside himself. While exploring his body, he accidentally discovered a blurry scene in the fog.
After reaching the realm of burning lamps, the fog in the flesh and blood is dispelled, but it is also relative, the piece of life soil that has not been stepped on is still surrounded by mist.
Wang Xuan's spiritual consciousness is approaching forward. Although he has not yet been able to set foot on the soil of life, he has not entered this realm, but he is based in the fog that emerges from it.
He kept walking along the strands of mist, approaching a blurry area.
The fog seems to have constructed a road, curling Nana, transpiring forward, he keeps moving forward, and gradually, he sees the distant scene.
It was a very desolate area. It seemed that no one had come here for many years. Far ahead, there was a post station on the side of the road. In the dark, there were lanterns hanging, but almost all of them were extinguished.
Like the style of a long time ago, the inn is dilapidated, some houses collapsed, only one lantern is still lit, and there is an inexhaustible fire.
Wang Xuan's mental energy was burning like a lantern. After he approached the station, he found that the hanging lantern became brighter.
This seems to belong to his inn, his road, he lit a lamp to illuminate the place, and the lantern began to glow softly.
He knew a long time ago that there are many secret roads, such as: secret road of interior scene, secret road of celestial medicine, secret road of death...
In addition, there is a secret path that other people can't see, but it really exists. Only those who discover this field can walk on it.
"Pathfinder!"
Wang Xuan looked forward. The end of the horizon was pitch black and blurred, as if there was a village and town. Every household had no lights, it was quiet, and even a little depressing.
He frowned, and instead of walking forward, he explored the nearby inn. There was no one here, and there were traces of previous people's use.
The kitchen that has never collapsed has a faint fragrance, and there are depleted strange medicine residues in the pot. Is this left by the practitioners?
Wang Xuan was surprised and felt very strange. This road was confusing, and some people couldn't figure it out. It seemed that there was such a thing, and his spirit broke in by mistake.
"This is not a post station for mortals. It is like a resting place for extraordinary people on their way. Even the food is not ordinary."
Afterwards, he found a wine gourd and unplugged it. After so many years, there was still the aroma of wine and a little crystal clear liquid inside.
"This..." He showed a strange look, and the aroma of the wine was wafting, which actually made him feel refreshed, and his mental strength was somewhat condensed.
He thought about it for a while and poured it into his mouth. He is now in a state of mental awareness, and he doesn't dislike it.
Only three drops of viscous liquor fell down, shimmering with a pale golden luster. After falling into his mouth, they quickly turned into energy.
In an instant, his mental consciousness seemed to be on fire, and it brightened directly. He kept shaking lightly, feeling dizzy for a while, as if he was about to become an immortal.
His mental power is actually increasing rapidly, directly increasing by about one tenth.
This made Wang Xuan dazed, standing in this ancient kitchen.
The wine gourd left in the broken post station with some houses collapsed ~IndoMTL.com~ is only three drops of wine pulp, so there is such an amazing effect?
Wang Xuan's heart was up and down, and his thoughts were full of thoughts. Where did he come to, and what kind of road was this? !
"Heavenly medicine, interior scenes, dead land, wayfinding... all are the essence of the old art, belonging to the secret road of the avenue. This time I embarked on a pathfinding journey and came to an incredible place?!"
This is just a station. With such a harvest, there should be more incredible areas ahead.
Wang Xuan searched here, but there was no other valuable discovery.
He looked ahead with his spiritual eyes. Except for the dead village and town, the whole earth seemed to have hazy light, lights, and huge cities!
He couldn't help walking forward. Behind him, there was a little more anger at the inn, and then the hanging lanterns lit up one after another.
Wang Xuan approached the pitch-dark village and town, wanting to find it here, and even more wanting to pass here and approach the bright area at the end of the horizon.
Suddenly, he looked up quickly. In the dark night sky, there were no stars and no moonlight. At this moment, something fell, and it was a piece of withered yellow paper.
He couldn't help reaching for it!
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