Big dreamer

Shen Luo held his forehead with one hand and slowly looked towards the stone wall in front of him.

He saw that the entire mountain wall on the opposite side was shrouded in mist and dust, and the mural of "All Things Live" that he saw just now had collapsed.

After the smoke and dust gradually subsided, a brand new mural suddenly appeared on the stone wall. What was carved was the image of a ten-foot-tall ape wearing armor.

He was sitting cross-legged, with his hands clasped in front of him. In addition to the armor, he was actually wearing a cassock. There was a long carved stick placed across his legs, which looked very similar to the Zhenhai iron stick.

When Shen Luo looked at this scene, how could he not recognize the person carved in the mural in front of him? Of course it is Qitian... no, Sun Wukong, the victorious Buddha.

The victorious Buddha on the mural has his eyebrows lowered and his expression calm. His appearance is far different from the rumored unruly Monkey King. He looks exactly like a Buddha and Bodhisattva.

Shen Luo stood up, clasped his hands in front of him, and gave a distant salute to the stone sculpture.

At this time, it seemed as if a thunder suddenly exploded in his ears, and there was a loud "bang"!

Immediately afterwards, a solemn and solemn voice echoed in his sea of ​​consciousness: "The way of all things, the infinite changes, the law of all things, the great development, the same name but the same name, it is called mysterious, and the mysterious is mysterious. Wonderful Gate..."

The moment this sound rang out, Shen Luo felt as if a bell was ringing and a shackle was being opened in Shen Luo's heart. In the dark, a mysterious sense of suddenness was born.

In an instant, the meridians around his body lit up one after another, and his eyes reflected a strange light. All the things he had just visualized appeared in front of his eyes like a revolving lantern, and scenes began to flash.

At the same time, in his body, the Huangting Sutra technique started to operate on its own again. .

This time, an unprecedented feeling lingered in Shen Luo's heart, and he finally understood: "The words ringing in his ears at this moment were not someone else, but the missing general outline of Huang Ting Jing."

Shen Luo had been practicing the "Huang Ting Sutra" in the past, and although he had always been able to practice it smoothly due to his amazing talent, this was the first time he had such an enlightenment like today.

With the guidance of this succinct general outline, Shen Luo suddenly had a different understanding of the Huangting Sutra technique.

With his thoughts in mind, he began to operate the Huangting Sutra technique independently with a new understanding. The spiritual energy from the surrounding heaven and earth immediately gathered towards him and poured into his body.

The moment the spiritual energy filled his body, Shen Luo was slightly surprised. He suddenly found that he could no longer feel the bottleneck of the Taiyi realm that he had felt before.

But what surprised him even more was that his cultivation level had not changed, and he still looked like the late True Immortal, and had not broken through.

"Could it be..."

After thinking for a moment, Shen Luo realized that it was not that his bottleneck of breaking through the realm disappeared, but that when he got the general outline of "Huang Ting Jing", the bottleneck of breaking through the realm was invisibly raised.

This also means that his threshold for entering the Taiyi realm has become higher.

Regarding this matter, Shen Luo didn't know whether it was good or bad. He had no time to pay too much attention to it at the moment. After being distracted for a while, he stopped all his thoughts and began to practice wholeheartedly.

As he recited the seventy-two mantras again, he felt that the pores all over his body were opening one after another, and he began to condense the vitality of heaven and earth into extremely thin threads and absorb them into his body.

At this moment, the power of his spiritual thoughts surged rapidly, and two dazzling golden lights burst out from his eyes. Clusters of flowers and grass, and beasts of light appeared one after another, surrounding his body.

His eyes flickered, staring at the light and shadow of all things, and the silk threads formed by the vitality of heaven and earth extending from his pores began to twitch slowly, pulling the light and shadow of a swift flying in the sky, and gradually integrated into his body.

The next moment, the light around Shen Luo's body dimmed, his bones crackled, and his figure began to shrink rapidly, turning into a small and exquisite black swift in the light.

Immediately afterwards, Swift's wings spread out, and a thin line on its body pulled the light and shadow of a sunflower closer. The moment it integrated into the body, Swift slowly landed on the ground and turned into a golden sunflower.

Then, the vitality of the sky and the earth continued to pull the light and shadow of all things around into the body, and Shen Luo's figure also transformed into various birds, beasts, and exotic flowers and plants in the bursts of light.

The evolution of the Tao lies in flexibility. The Tao is not permanent, and there is no fixed method for change. If ninety-nine can be transformed into one, then eighty-nine will change endlessly.

It wasn't until this moment that Shen Luo finally realized that the "Huang Ting Sutra" he practiced in the Fangcun Mountain inheritance was not something else, but the eighty-nine mysterious skills that had been hidden from the general outline. The seventy-two transformation techniques taught.

As bursts of light flashed on and off Shen Luo's body, his figure changed again and again, and the light and shadow of all things outside him disappeared one by one.

At the same time, Shen Luo also noticed that the aura on his body was gradually getting stronger with each change, and the bottleneck that had become somewhat blurry before became clearly perceptible again.

Time passed bit by bit, and three days and nights passed in the blink of an eye.

Outside the tree hole, the man in black cloak stood motionless outside the area, his brows furrowed and his expression gloomy.

Although Bai Ling was no longer restrained, he was squatting next to a big rock. At this moment, he didn't dare to breathe out, let alone have the slightest idea of ​​​​escape.

She knew very well that the person in front of her was much more powerful than her, and could easily crush her to death with just one finger.

Seeing that Shen Luo hadn't come out for so long, Bai Ling couldn't help but feel a little worried.

One was that she was worried that something might happen to Shen Luo in the cave, and the other was that she was worried that he would never come out and angered the vicious guy in front of her. It would definitely be herself who would be used to vent her anger.

"Could it be that I overestimated that guy? Could he have died inside?" The man in black cloak lowered his head and muttered to himself.

After saying that, he turned back to look at Bai Ling, hesitating whether to continue waiting.

Bai Ling was glanced at by him, and his whole body suddenly shivered, and cold sweat started to flow from his forehead.

The man in the black cloak pondered for a moment and walked slowly towards Bai Ling. When Bai Ling saw this, his body was trembling, but he didn't know whether it was because he was frightened or because he knew he had no escape. His body seemed to be stuck to the boulder. It couldn't move even half a minute.

The man stopped in front of Bai Ling, looked at Bai Ling up and down, and suddenly raised a palm, intending to take a photo of Bai Ling.

Bai Ling's face turned pale, and he subconsciously raised his hands to block the situation. He opened his mouth to shout, but could not shout out a single word.