What would a normal Mahayana casual cultivator do before crossing the catastrophe

Qingshan City has been shrouded in fog all year round, regardless of day and night, it is hard to tell how many days have passed.

Qinan put on his white robe, and then pulled a strip of cloth to tie the loose hair behind his head, and cut off the part that grew out and wrapped it around his neck.While re-sewing the strip of cloth with spiritual power, he talked to Jianjun Yihong, who was looking at the jade slips not far away: "Ye Cheng said that these jade slips contained a method he calculated to completely solve the law, let us Back it up and take it out."

Yu Hong put the jade slip in his hand back to its original place, went to the tea table and poured a cup of tea to Qinan.

Qinan held the teacup and took a sip, then asked with a smile, "How, what do you think of the contents of these jade slips?"

Yu Hong was silent for a moment, then sighed, "It's difficult."

Hearing this, Qinan couldn't help sighing.

The content on these jade slips is really too complicated, and I don't know how Ye Cheng created them. With his current level, he can't even tell right from wrong.And even if it is done according to the gourd painting, this thing is definitely not something that a single monk can accomplish.

If you really want to classify them into one... then I am afraid that only "Miscellaneous Dao" can achieve this step.

However, a monk's energy is limited, and the pursuit of each Taoism is not the same. In this world, there is almost no monk who can really take the miscellaneous way for a long time.The proportion of heterodox monks in the source realm is pitifully small, and the general strength is not strong... If they are really asked to look at this jade slip, I am afraid that the efficiency will not be as good as that of Qinan who has just entered the source realm.

"Anyway, there is no other way at the moment," Qinan said helplessly, "let's carry it on my back first."

Yao Hong nodded, walked to another pile of jade slips, and picked up the top one.Seeing this, Qinan was stunned for a moment, and asked suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

Yi Hong: "Together."

Qinan: "But these things are related to each other, I'm afraid it's not easy to memorize them separately."

Yi Hong glanced at him.

Jinan: "..."

Qinan's voice became a little softer: "Do you want memory sharing?"

Yi Hong: "Yeah."

Qinan changed his sitting position, stroked his chin, brushed his hair again, and finally coughed.

Cultivators have ways to obtain the memories of other living beings.The tougher one has the soul-searching secret technique; the softer one has the illusion guidance; if the party whose memory is read is willing, he can also use the secret technique of spiritual inheritance-that is, the memory empowerment that is often called.

However, in addition to these three methods, there is another special method.

This special method will neither cause harm to the caster like the soul search secret technique, nor is it prone to errors and omissions like the illusion guidance, and also does not need to prepare a lot of expensive media like the soul inheritance.

It is the memory that monks can share with each other through the entanglement of soul and soul when they practice dual cultivation of soul and soul.

This method almost completely exposes one's soul to the other party. If the other party has malicious intentions, the monk may be severely injured or even die.Therefore, except for the Taoist couples who have formed a bond, they generally dare not do this.

Qinan wasn't worried about what Yi Hong would do to him, but he was very clear about his virtue.He usually doesn't care much about shutting up when he encounters something, but in fact——he has tried his best.

Because there are actually more messy thoughts floating in his mind.

However, the memory of high-ranking monks is very good, and Qinan can even remember that when he applied medicine to Jianjun Yuhong more than ten years ago, he complained in his heart that his wound felt like fried pork skin in winter melon soup.

But such trivial matters are nothing.

After all, when he was in the small world, he even thought about going to the countryside to do as the Romans do in order to cheat a reward, wearing a pink maid outfit on the handsome face of Yuhong Jianjun and dancing live.

Yi Hong looked at him for two seconds and asked blankly, "You don't want to."

Qinan said with a mournful face, "...No, I am willing."

Yihong: "..."

Qinan stood up and walked to Yu Hong's side, and also picked up a jade slip that he hadn't finished reciting, and buried himself in reciting it with a face full of death.

Hey.

Could it be that his image in the heart of Jianjun Yihong is going to change from a scumbag to a sand sculpture scumbag with no integrity so soon?

Qinan was very sad, and secretly glanced at Jianjun Yuhong, only to find that Yuhong was looking at him thoughtfully.

Peeking at Qinan who was captured on the spot: "..."

Yi Hong: "What are you nervous about?"

Qinan said melancholy: "I suspect that you won't want to form a bond with me after we finish sharing our memories."

"..." Yu Hong said, "No."

Qinan just said it casually, but actually he didn't think that Mr. Yihong Jianjun was really so stingy.He just had a sense of shame that the black history was about to be uncovered and watched, so he couldn't help feeling a little panicked.

He was distracted for a while, but when he came back to his senses, he found that Yu Hong was still looking at him.

Qinan and him looked at each other for two seconds, and Yu Hong said, "I have the inheritance of the forbidden memory, and I can give it to you."

Qinan: "...you still know this?"

Yu Hong seriously explained: "I haven't studied this aspect in the double-cultivation classics given by the Pavilion Master of Ningxiang Pavilion."

Qinan was in a delicate mood: "Ningxiang Pavilion? You still have this kind of thing. So all the methods you torment me are based on those classics?"

Yihong: "..."

Yu Hong had no expression on his face, but his gaze drifted to the side.

Qinan understood, and suddenly stopped panicking.

Anyway, the memory sharing caused by this entanglement of soul and soul is shared by both parties. Although Jianjun Yihong can see his various thoughts of letting go of himself, he may not be able to see Jianjun Yihong hiding alone and studying erotic pictures. Woolen cloth.

Hey, everyone is the same, it's even, it's even.

Qinan instantly relaxed, lazily spread out in the Taishi's chair and continued to carry the jade slips.So when Yu Hong turned his gaze back and wanted to find out the jade slip and give it to Qinan, he found that he had already started to memorize it with his cheeks propped up again.He stared at Qinan for two seconds, hesitated, and silently gave up the idea.

Forget it, it seems that it is no longer necessary.

……

At this time, outside cultivators had tried several times to no avail, but had no choice but to temporarily give up looking for that "entrance".

Emperor Tian Jianjun learned what had happened from Jiaokou of the Void Realm who had returned, and he frowned and fell silent.Ping Yang, who had been standing aside holding a long knife, said in a low voice, "You shouldn't have let Qinan go."

Emperor Tianjian said in a deep voice: "I always feel that that kid is not so easy to die."

Ping Yang's fingers holding the scabbard turned white, and he spoke again after a while: "If Duan'er can't come back, I will blame you too."

Emperor Tianjian turned to look at her.

Ping Yang pursed his lips, his face, which was [-]% similar to that of Yao Hong, looked a little pale at this moment, and a pair of gray pupils stared fixedly at Emperor Jianjun Huangtian.Emperor Huangtian Jianjun looked at her for a long time, and suddenly smiled, but his eyes were a little empty and desolate.He said softly: "Pingyang, if I'm just Elder Yan Qing, of course I don't have to let him go. But I'm already Huangtian Sword Lord."

The name of Huangtian is the glory of Jianmen. When he succeeded to the throne, he had already made a solemn oath before the tablets of his ancestors that he would never fall into the name of Huangtian.

He didn't think he was capable of taking on this important task, and he didn't have too many lofty ambitions.At that time, the deputy sect master was his elder sister, and he was only the third disciple of the fifth Emperor Tianjian. He held the position of elder together with Ping Yang, thinking that he could live a fairly stable and comfortable life like this all the time.

But no one expected that the great battle 6000 years ago would suddenly take away the fifth Emperor Tianjian and his two disciples.The third disciple "Yan Qing", who was originally shrinking behind, was caught off guard and became the most suitable successor candidate, and was forced to take over this burden.

Ping Yang turned his eyes away from him.

Huangtian Jianjun stood up, walked to her side and hugged her into his arms.Ping Yang leaned his face on Emperor Tian Jianjun's shoulder, and asked in a low voice: "Will you let other monks be the deputy sect masters?"

Emperor Tian Jianjun said slowly: "I will start to train new monks of the way of the emperor, but within 1000 years...if Yu Hong is still willing to be the deputy sect master, there will be no one else."

Pingyang fell silent again.After a while, she said softly: "Do you want to learn the secret art of demon cultivation? I can teach you."

Emperor Tianjian's expression gradually became confused: "Why?"

Ping Yang stood up silently, and looked down at the top of Huang Tian Jianjun's head.

Huangtian Jianjun's confused expression quickly turned into shock and grievance in disbelief.

"Miss, you... actually despise me for being short!"