Start with the gods

Chapter 261 Small World

After Mo Shanshan left, Guo Yu looked at the black tome in front of him, slowly closed his eyes, and carefully wrapped it with his thoughts.

Countless years ago, the gambler who founded Daomen made a bet on behalf of human beings, and handed over the whole world to Haotian to protect, but at the same time he also arranged a countermeasure in advance.

According to legend, the seven volumes of heavenly scriptures in Zhishou Temple are the crystallization of Haotian's will, or Haotian's gift to human beings. In fact, it is the real control method of Taoism over this world.

Possessing seven volumes of heavenly scriptures can solve the gambling situation countless years ago, invite Haotian out of the Kingdom of God, and bring Haotian back to chaos, but only the master of Taoism can master this method.

But Guo Yu doesn't care about this method of controlling Haotian at the moment. What he wants to do most is to comprehend the rules of Haotian's world contained in the book of heaven, and use this as a reference to improve his inner body rules.

The sunset and the sand will open tomorrow. This is the full name of the seven-volume heavenly book left by the gambler. It has the ability to turn the world upside down and reconstruct the light.

The Mingzi scrolls have been in the hands of Li Slowly all these years, and he has already borrowed them when he was in the academy, and he has accumulated a certain amount of experience in comprehending the heavenly scriptures.

In addition, the rules of this world are far more clearly revealed than those of Zhu Xian's world, so his efficiency is very high, and it didn't take long for him to comprehend the Japanese Juan Tianshu carefully.

And these all turned into merits to help him cultivate the rules in his body, which made some significant improvements and changes to the rules that he originally understood from the world of Jade Immortals, and his whole person became more mysterious and ethereal.

The figure appears and disappears in this world of Haotian from time to time. There is a faint dao rhyme around the body. One moment it is still slowly merging with the rules of this world, but the next moment it repels and separates from each other. It looks extremely weird .

He didn't take a break. After comprehending the Tianshu Rizijuan, he went straight to the second thatched hut and meditated on the Tianshu Luozijuan.

The scrolls from the Heavenly Book, one page falling down, shocked the world. If they used it to fight, even the peak Zhiming would surely die on these flimsy looking papers.

After a while, he walked out of the thatched hut with a calm expression, stretched his waist in front of the lake, and stepped into the third thatched hut, where the scrolls of heavenly scriptures and sand characters were enshrined.

The reason why this volume of Heavenly Book is called Shazi Scroll is because it records countless cultivation methods, some of which are exquisite and unspeakable, some of which are introduced by the mountain and wild sects, some of the wonderful meaning of the divine way of Haotian Taoism, and some of the methods of Huayan of the Buddha School. , and even the most mysterious evil skills of the Demon Sect, which are as numerous as river sand, and it is impossible to count them in detail.

This volume of heavenly book records almost all the practice methods in the world. No matter in terms of the quantity of Haohan's collection or the quality of practice methods, only the back mountain of the academy can compete with it. As for the famous collection of books in Qinghe County Lou, there is no qualification to compare the two.

Guo Yu first glanced at Mo Shanshan who was standing in the room with her eyes closed and meditating. She was just reading the sand scrolls in the heavenly scriptures. .

For practitioners, reading the Heavenly Book is both a happy and painful thing. There are thousands of Taoist disciples, but only a few people have the opportunity to enter Zhishou Temple to read the Heavenly Book. They are either great priests in the temple or have made contributions to the Taoist sect. The disciples of the previous generations who made great contributions, everyone who read the Heavenly Book has made great progress in strength.

But after all, the Heavenly Book contains the original rules of the Haotian world. Once a practitioner starts to read it, it will be difficult to resist the temptation of the Heavenly Book. The Taoist heart will be broken and resurrected, and the pain is indescribable.

Back then, Ye Su also had to stab himself with a sword in order to take his eyes off the pages of the book. It is conceivable that reading the heavenly book is also an extremely dangerous thing, and if he is not careful, he will fall into a situation where he will never recover.

So he is very satisfied with Mo Shanshan's performance, and it is indeed a very rare thing to be able to control his desire well.

Withdrawing his eyes from Mo Shanshan, Guo Yu stretched out his fingers and gently opened the cover of the sand scroll, flipped through it briefly, and then closed his eyes and used his thoughts to slowly analyze the rules in it just like reading the two volumes of heavenly scriptures. force.

Time passed quickly, and in the next two hours, after reading the Tianshu Sand Scroll, he read the rest of the Tianshu Tianzi Scroll, Inverted Scroll, and Kaizi Scroll in one breath. So far, He has read all seven volumes of heavenly scriptures.

He found that the whole world of Haotian became extremely clear in his sense of thought power, and his mind was completely immersed in the understanding of various rules.

At a certain moment, he suddenly realized something, bent his calf, sat cross-legged on the bluestone floor unconsciously, and the Tai Chi essence in his body began to circulate rapidly.

Through the body's various acupoints and meridians, they continuously gather and compress toward the dantian, and soon form a fist-sized mass of substantial air, which keeps shrinking, and finally disappears in his dantian. There is an empty space in the room, and there is no trace of the existence of Tai Chi's true essence.

However, at this moment, a sudden change occurred, his dantian suddenly trembled violently, the frequency became faster and faster, it vibrated billions of times in the blink of an eye, and then gradually distorted and deformed, as if there was a huge force that opened up the world Brewing.

"Wu Ji Sheng Tai Chi!"

I don't know how long it took, maybe half an hour, maybe an hour, or maybe it was just a moment, and there was an inexplicable break in his mind.

There was a loud bang in the dantian, and a gray air flow flashed out, growing rapidly, and quickly eroded the entire dantian, turning it into a cloud of gray fog.

"Tai Chi produces Liangyi!"

With the sound of a broken drink, the gray fog group just flashed a white light suddenly, cutting the gray fog group into upper and lower halves, which are clearly distinct from each other, but there seems to be some mysterious connection to attract each other.

"The two appearances give birth to the four images!"

"Four images produce gossip!"

"Gossip evolves all things!"

Then, three consecutive shouts sounded like the sound of Dao in his mind.

Countless bolts of lightning suddenly appeared in the gray mist, causing the mist to surge continuously, and various regular forces were suddenly generated, and then gradually formed a huge space with a radius of several tens of feet.

As time goes by, the entire space continues to grow larger, mountains, rivers, sun and moon, lakes and rivers begin to appear in flashes, followed by flowers and trees, birds, beasts, insects and fish, etc. gradually appearing one by one, and finally completely transformed into a space with a radius of tens of miles. Earth's small world.

And Guo Yu's soul is standing in the center of the small world, looking at the radiant sun, his heart is peaceful, the mountains are undulating in the distance, surrounded by clouds and mists, and the fragrance of exotic flowers and grasses nearby is refreshing, refreshing.

Unknown birds sing tactfully, not startled by people, and the faint mist lingers in the forest, flowing slowly, in this world of fragrant flowers and singing birds, it seems so natural.

In his eyes, the small world at this time is full of vitality and harmony everywhere. He can clearly feel the joy of the birds on the trees, the joy of the fish in the pool not far away, and the tranquility of the small animals in the deep woods.

He feels as if he has existed here since ancient times, his body is integrated with this world, he is the day, he is the land, he is the flowing cloud, he is the floating wind, everything in the world, green mountains and green waters, a grass Kazuki seemed to have become a part of him.

(End of this chapter)