Infinite true path

The Golden Lock Formation is a famous defensive formation. The origin of this formation is the Bagua Sect in Yangzhou. The golden lock array locks one door and can lock the objects in the array for protection. The biggest feature of this formation is that each golden lock is independent and has no connection with each other. In this way, no matter which golden lock is broken, the other golden locks will still not be affected, and the protective power of the formation will continue to exist. . This is completely different from the nature of other formations that are broken once broken, which greatly increases the reliability of the formation itself.

The power of the Golden Lock Array is determined by the firmness of each door lock and the number of locks. Huan Yin's silver shuttle only has two golden locks in total, which is the most basic golden lock array. However, even so, Huan Yin still feels that this formation is impregnable to him. At least with his current cultivation level, even if he uses Yangjian sword energy, he cannot break this formation.

Huan Yin looked at the silver shuttle in front of him with satisfaction, and then put it back into the Qiankun bag.

After that, Huan Yin began to count the various sword-making materials he had obtained in the secret realm. Although he finally gained nothing in the center of the secret realm, before entering the center, he walked all the way looking for it, so he actually had a lot of sword-making materials in his bag.

"Twenty-three light steel trees, twenty-three heavy single leaves..." Huan Yin counted and put the counted materials into an ordinary storage bag. Without Jiange, he would not have achieved what he has achieved today, so he wanted to clean up these and give them to the master, who would then distribute them and use them uniformly.

"Hey, what is this?" After counting, Huan Yin suddenly found a strange turtle shell among the piles of materials in the Qiankun bag. The turtle shell is only about the size of a palm, green and black in color, and is mixed with other materials, making it difficult to find without looking carefully.

Huan Yin took the turtle shell out of the storage bag and observed it carefully. However, he searched his memory and could not remember that he had ever encountered such a thing. Moreover, he didn't even recognize what the turtle shell was. You must know that Huan Yin has completely memorized the contents of the pillars on the sect platform. If it is a sword-making material, there are probably few that he does not recognize.

"Isn't this the material for making swords?" Huan Yin was stumped by this inconspicuous thing.

In this way, he held the turtle shell and looked at it for a while. Somehow, he finally accidentally tried to inject spiritual power into the turtle shell. This attempt immediately shocked Huan Yin. As soon as the spiritual power arrived, the side of the turtle shell that faced out actually lit up with a green light. Huan Yin quickly turned the bright side over to take a closer look, and saw that there were many words on it densely lit up, but these words They were all strange and strange, and Huan Yin didn't recognize them at all.

Huan Yin's spiritual power started to work again, and the words on the turtle shell became brighter and brighter, dyeing the whole room a green color. Then, the cyan light suddenly flourished and then declined, instantly shrinking, and the room returned to the state of only candlelight again. Huan Yin noticed it and rolled up the left sleeve of his clothes. He saw an exquisite blue and black Xuanwu pattern suddenly appeared on his left arm.

A strange feeling was born in Huan Yin's mind with the appearance of the pattern. He knew nothing about turtle shells, but at this moment, he suddenly seemed to know what it was, like instinct.

Huan Yin's heart moved, and then the pattern on his arm disappeared again, but this time, what appeared was no longer a turtle shell, but a green light surrounding him. In the light, a phantom of Xuanwu appeared and overlapped with Huan Yin's figure.

Huan Yin felt protected, as if the Xuanwu shadow was guarding him at the moment.

The turtle shell is obviously a defensive magic weapon, but this treasure is special and can be integrated into the human body. It is a magic weapon that can coexist with monks! This kind of magic weapon is called a spiritual weapon. After being integrated into the body, the power of the magic weapon will increase with the growth of the monk's own cultivation, as if the monk has realized a technique with great potential.

Huan Yin felt the power contained in the Xuanwu shadow outside him, and was secretly surprised. Except for a few extremely powerful spells of the same level, I am afraid that very few of them can break through one's own defense. Huan Yin has been cultivating Taoism so far, but his spells and magic weapons are very few, and he has no means of defense at all. Now, this turtle shell just makes up for his biggest flaw.

Huan Yin looked at the Xuanwu shadow outside with great satisfaction, and then put away the technique.

There were really a lot of sword-making materials received in the secret realm. Huan Yin counted them for about three hours, and the sky glowed with white light, and he finally finished this work.

An ordinary storage bag on the table in front of Huan Yin was full of various materials that he had counted. Huan Yin thought that if he handed these over to the master today, he would be very happy.

He stood up, opened the door and walked out.

It was still dark above the head, but there was already a glimmer of light on the horizon. Then, the gleam of light gradually pushed outwards, as if to declare its sovereignty to the sky.

Just when the darkness in the sky was completely dispelled by the light, a trace of golden light appeared where the first white light originally appeared. The golden light does not have the overwhelming momentum of the white light. It is only a short trace. However, if you experience it carefully, the agility and charm contained in the golden light cannot be found in the white light.

"The early sun is the source of the day, just like the vitality of the day. The new life is so beautiful!" Huan Yin murmured.

"It's time to return to a peaceful life, practice hard, and start this day with Chu Yang!" Huan Yin felt that the decline in cultivation was like his own dark night. As long as he worked hard, the light would come back soon.

Huan Yin walked to the edge of the platform and sat cross-legged. He felt the flow of the mountain wind around him, bathed in the first ray of sunlight between heaven and earth, and began a day of practice.

After a while, when the morning sun had risen from the horizon, Huan Yin suddenly thought of something, and he reached out and took out a bamboo slip from his Qiankun bag. This bamboo slip was the key to Shaoyang Sword Qi written by Feng Xiao, the master of the Qi Pavilion of Yijian Peak.

When the bamboo slip was opened, a faint purple air rose, and then dense purple small characters came into Huan Yin's eyes. Feng Xiao said that Shaoyang Sword Qi was a sword technique created by the predecessors of the Qi Pavilion who comprehended the power of the initial sun, comprehended the mystery, and condensed it on the tip of the sword.

"Although I am proficient in sword Qi, I don't have a sword Qi technique. It's just right to take advantage of the time when my cultivation is restored, and comprehend the Shaoyang Sword Qi taught by Senior Feng every day under the initial sun." Thinking of this, Huan Yin carefully read the contents of the bamboo slip.

The second half of "Shaoyang Sword Qi" is about how to transform the power of the first sun that has been comprehended into sword qi and then use it. Although this part is exquisite, it is similar to other magic methods and can be considered ordinary. However, the content of the first half was beyond Huan Yin's expectations, because this part did not talk about how to practice Shaoyang Sword Qi, let alone what Shaoyang power is, but talked about how to comprehend the first sun.

In the last part of the first half of "Shaoyang Sword Qi", there is such an explanation: "Shaoyang power begins with Shaoyang. Shaoyang's rhyme has thousands of changes, so the understanding is different and the power is different. However, the understanding is also thousands of changes, so the more thorough the understanding, the stronger the power."

According to the meaning of this passage, what kind of magic Shaoyang Sword Qi is and what kind of power it can exert depends entirely on the perception of the caster. Different perceptions will eventually lead to different magic. However, the more thorough the understanding of the power of the first sun, the stronger the power of Shaoyang Sword Qi will be.

Ordinary magic techniques teach people how to practice, and clearly point out the methods and tricks of practice. The final practiced magic technique is also completely certain, and there will be no variables. However, the "Shaoyang Sword Qi" in Huan Yin's hand is completely different. Not only is the practice method unclear, but it is also impossible to predict what kind of sword qi will be cultivated in the end.

"It all depends on enlightenment. What a strange technique. No wonder Senior Feng said that none of his disciples in Qi Pavilion could carry forward this technique. This technique is too difficult to understand. However, if one can really understand the power of Chu Yang and condense it on the sword, its power may be extraordinary. What's more, Chu Yang is the creation of heaven and earth. There are so many great ways contained in it, which are far from what we usually see. Therefore, the practice of this technique is probably like self-cultivation. Although the road is long, the potential is endless." Unconsciously, Chu Yang has become the scorching sun. Huan Yin put away the bamboo slips, stood up, turned around and walked to the kitchen - he hasn't cooked for his master for a long time. Today, he wants to show his filial piety to his master, and of course, the new Pavilion Master. In the dining room, Huan Yin was dressed in a cooking outfit and stood at the end of the table with a smile on his face. He was very satisfied with his performance today, and I believe the two elders would be very happy. After a while, there was a conversation outside the dining room. It sounded like Duan Yun and Ye Qingyou were discussing recruiting disciples.

"Good morning, Pavilion Master, good morning, Master!" Two figures appeared at the door, and Huan Yin took the initiative to bow to them.

"Oh? Yin'er, you got up so early." Duan Yun looked at Huan Yin, a little surprised.

"Did you make this?" Another voice came from Ye Qingyou.

"The disciple has slept for eight consecutive days. If I don't get up and move, I'm afraid it will go bad. Pavilion Master, this is the breakfast that the disciple made for the two elders." Huan Yin smiled.

Duan Yun looked at the delicious breakfast on the table and smiled and said: "You kid, you haven't fallen behind in cultivation, and you haven't lost your cooking skills. Uncle, come and try Yin'er's cooking skills. His cooking is much better than mine." Duan Yun invited Ye Qingyou to the main seat very kindly.

"It seems that Jiange has few people and needs to do everything by themselves, which can help cultivate talents. Not bad, not bad." Ye Qingyou rarely made a joke. Since Huan Yin saw her today, she has always had a gentle smile on her face. It seems that she has gradually integrated into Jiange.

"From now on, just call me Uncle Master." Ye Qingyou took a sip of porridge and said to Huan Yin.

"Okay, Uncle Master."

The second chapter is here!