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

Hearing that Qinan's chewing movements paused for a moment, then he continued to eat calmly, and asked Bai Lingxi via voice transmission: "Senior, are you planning to lay eggs?"

Beringji curled his lips: "No, we are both male, so laying eggs is too troublesome. But I don't think there is a rule that adults can't eat snacks, right?"

"That's right." Qinan continued to chew.

Bai Lingxi laughed, and flicked his tail behind him: "Let me tell you, other than this, the secret crispy scales made by our Baijiao clan are also delicious, but that thing is too troublesome to make. I have it right now." No, if someday... hey!"

Yin Yun, who had been left out for a long time, suddenly bit Bering's tail, dragged him around and flew away.Qinan stood in place chewing while watching the two white flood dragons fighting and disappearing behind the building complex, and suddenly remembered that he forgot to ask Beringji where it was sold.

Well, it's really delicious, it's a pity.

Or he'll try to see if he can do it himself.

Qinan swallowed the shellfish in his mouth, changed his face, and changed his gray robe to match the silvery dressing style of the cultivator of Huangtian Jianmen, and then walked in this area that outsiders could not see wander around.

It's a rare opportunity to take a second look.

After all, if you don't watch it now, you may not have the chance to see it again in the future.

Qinan wandered around the Huangtian Sword Gate for more than ten days, and finally received a message from Yu Hong saying that the examination of the Heart Demon Illusion Realm had passed, allowing him to go with him.

After passing through dozens of restrictions that revealed a dangerous atmosphere, Qinan finally saw the legendary illusion that was most effective in assisting in crossing the catastrophe.

It is a huge and complicated formation that is unimaginable.Maybe it's because it's not used to fight against the enemy, the formation structure of the Heart Demon Illusion Realm is not covered up with special techniques like ordinary talisman formations, but it's just like that and it's completely presented in front of your eyes.

However, this does not mean that others can easily steal the teacher. On the contrary, if you want to copy a heart demon illusion - this kind of thing can't even be done by Huangtian Jianmen.

Qinan squinted his eyes and stared at the secret lines for a while, a feeling of dizziness gradually spread from the depths of his soul.He turned his gaze away, closed his eyes, and let out a soft breath.

There is no way to analyze this thing without going to the source environment.

It is often said that Dao Fu Dao is the foundation of Dao refining. Although there has always been controversy among the monks about whether the Dao of Talisman Array belongs to Dao Refining, in fact, the vast majority of Dao Refining monks will also practice certain methods of Dao Dao of Talisman.

Qinan is no exception. It can even be said that his proficiency in the talisman array is even better than most monks in the same realm who major in the talisman array.

However, the problem lies in things like talisman arrays. In fact, it is not only the understanding of the secret lines that is tested at a high level, but also depends on the monk's perception ability.

——It will be engraved on the space, and then it will be artificially twisted many times to make it achieve a special state of spatial overlap; it will be forcibly glued to the same plane after the overlapping nesting is successful, to form a kind of A dense structure that is absolutely unreachable under normal conditions; it will reversely interfere with the time and space it is in, and then change its shape with these hidden wave tides...

High-level runes can almost be said to have their own encryption methods.

And this dreamland of heart demons is so profound and complicated that Qinan has no way to pry into it.It is no longer something that a talisman cultivator can complete alone. Even if a cultivator in the source realm has an infinite lifespan, his fixed thinking will constrain him, making it impossible to achieve such a perfect state.

"The demonic realm reappears the nightmares that monks cannot let go of," Yu Hong said. "These nightmares are often the source of the monks' demons. After knowing these, the monks will go out to practice and try to solve it, and then return to the sect. door, and use the demon realm to detect whether there is still a demon in him."

"The demon realm of Huangtian Sword Sect is the most complete. Except for those cultivators who took risks and forcibly crossed the catastrophe because their lifespan was approaching, none of Huangtian's core disciples have been killed by the catastrophe for a long time."

Qinan was silent for a while, and suddenly said jokingly: "Oh, it would be good if this thing is used to test the loyalty of the monks of Huangtian Jianmen, after all, the secrets in everyone's hearts can't be hidden in this illusion. "

Yao Hong shook his head: "It's easy to provoke public anger. According to the rules, only a monk who has made a big mistake can use the image in the illusion of the heart demon as a supporting evidence."

Qinan was noncommittal.He tilted his head and said with a smile, "Then I went in?"

"Ah."

Qinan no longer hesitated, and strode towards the center of the formation.He sat down cross-legged at the eye of the formation, and when he raised his eyes, he met Jianjun Yuhong who was outside the formation.The young master's beautiful gray eyes were quietly falling on him, his eyes were soft, and when he looked over, there seemed to be a little smile on his face.

The runes of the formation slowly lit up and were successfully activated.

Qinan raised the corners of his lips, slowly retracted his gaze, and closed his eyes.

……

He opened his eyes suddenly, and his eyes were in a trance for a moment.

here is……

He blinked and looked down at himself.

A rough linen shirt full of holes and patches covered his pale and short body. His bare hands and wrists looked almost skinny, so thin that they could be blown away by a gust of wind.

He looked up blankly and found that he was surrounded by familiar woods and low mountains, and there was a faint salty smell coming from his nose.

This is... the seaside, in the short hills next to the fishing village.

He stared at the wet grass cage in his hand for a few more seconds and remembered.

By the way, he came to collect the fish cage that he secretly buried by the stream on the mountain yesterday.The harvest was good today, I caught several palm-sized fish and some small shrimps.Although not much, it was enough for him and his mother to fill their stomachs.

He happily climbed down the mountain with the grass cage, and then relied on his thin body to get through the gap in the fence of the fishing village. When he looked up, he saw a firewood house made of thatch.

That's where he lives.

But he doesn't want to go back there yet, he wants to find his mother.

He walked around the thatched hut and walked forward for a while, and soon saw a dilapidated stone hut standing in the corner of the fishing village.Avoiding the sight of some fishermen around, he quietly pushed open the wooden door and got into the house.

"Xing'er?" A hoarse female voice sounded.

He turned his head and looked at the woman in the room with a bright smile: "Mother!"

The light in the room was dim, but through the light leaking in from the window, the appearance of the woman by the window could still be seen.The clothes on her body were also very worn out, and she was mending a small dress in her hand.Most of her exposed skin showed a terrifying dark red color, as if she had been severely burned, and her left foot was even broken up to the knee, and now only a wooden stick was installed as an artificial leg.

But she has a pair of unusually beautiful eyes.

The woman also laughed and waved to him: "Xing'er, come here."

He ran over with the grass cage and showed her the fish and shrimp inside: "Mom, I caught fish and shrimp! You don't have to starve tonight!"

"Xing'er is awesome." The woman praised, then shook off the clothes in her hand, and gestured on him, "Mother sewed you a new dress, you can take it back secretly later, and you must hide it well." Don't let your father find out."

"Okay! Mother is the best!"

The woman picked up the needle and thread again, and continued to sew the garment that was about to be finished, while she said in a babbling voice, "Xing'er, when you grow up, mother will take you out of here and find your mother's former home."

He blinked and said, "Mom, you've said it many times, but when will I grow up?"

The woman laughed: "When you can beat your father to the ground, you will grow up."

She looked at him for a while, and the smile in her eyes faded away.She sighed in a complicated tone that he couldn't understand: "Xing'er, I'm sorry, it's useless to be a mother. You are a child of my Puyang clan. You should be a royal and grandson, and you will have no worries about food and clothing all your life...I'm sorry..."

He couldn't understand what she was saying, so he tilted his head and held up the straw cage in his hand: "Mother, let's grill the fish, otherwise it will stink."

"...You." The woman poked his forehead dumbfounded.

He covered his forehead and smirked.

He watched his mother bake the fish and shrimp, and then eat the fish and shrimp with the noodle cake that mother secretly hid, and then picked up the remaining inedible residues and went out of the village to bury them again, so that his father would not find out and beat them again. Him and mother.

When he came back again, Mother was already finishing the dress, so he squatted aside and waited.

However, at this moment, there was a loud bang at the door, and then a fisherman smelling of alcohol rushed in with red eyes, saw him, rushed straight over, grabbed his arm and went out. drag.

The woman was startled, and rushed to stop her: "Yu Er Er, what are you doing!"

Yu Lao Er kicked the woman away: "Go away!"

He was pulled into a dizzy state, and when he saw the woman being kicked to the ground, he immediately bit Yulao Er's second hand violently, and Yu Laoer immediately let go with a scream: "You little bastard, how dare you bite me! If it wasn't for you!" Afraid of ruining your face, I will smash your teeth!"

The woman heard something was wrong, took the opportunity to struggle to get up, and pulled him to block behind her: "What do you want to do to Xing'er!"

Yu Laoer's face was distorted, and he said with a sinister smile: "What are you doing? Of course, you are selling this little bastard to the Goulan courtyard to pay off the debt."

"You are crazy! Xing'er is your son!" The woman was terrified and furious.

"Is he my son?" Yu Lao Er laughed wildly, "He doesn't look like my son! How did my Yu Lao Er give birth to such a fair son, you stinky bitch must have slept with some pretty face Give me such a bastard!"

"I fought with you!"

The woman and Yu Lao Er fought into a ball, and soon they were overwhelmed.He was stuffed into the closet by the woman with all her strength, and then the woman blocked the door of the closet to prevent Yu Er Er from catching him.

Panicked and at a loss, he leaned against the door of the closet and tried to look out, but he could only see a piece of clothes of the younger generation.

Fighting, screaming, hitting, roaring...

After a long time, the woman's voice gradually weakened, leaving only the muffled sound of chopping wood and Yu Lao Er cursing.He faintly sensed that something was wrong, and beat hard on the locked door: "Mother! What's wrong with you, mother!"

The cabinet was suddenly kicked from the outside, and then Yu Laoer's voice sounded: "Little bastard, shut up for me."

Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of the wooden door being pushed open, the sound of hurried footsteps went away, and the room gradually became quiet.

He was in the dark, and emotions of fear and despair quickly grew.The door gap was too small, and he couldn't see anything. In the end, he couldn't care less about the consequences of damaging the cabinet, so he leaned his back against the inner wall of the cabinet, stepped on the door with both feet and kicked hard.

After working hard for a long time, finally with a click, the old and decayed latch broke.

He climbed out of the cabinet in a panic, and then froze.

There was a bright red in front of his eyes, and the unfinished new clothes fell to the ground, and were dyed a sticky dark color together with an axe.There were countless splashes of blood all around, and on the ground, there was a long bloodstain extending all the way to the outside of the house.

His eyes widened, his mind went blank: "Mother...Mother..."

He got up abruptly and staggered along the bloodstain and ran out of the house, only to see the bloodstain not far from the dock suddenly disappear, and the boat that was originally parked in the dock had disappeared.

His feet went limp and he fell to the ground.

I don't know how long it took.

Unprecedented hatred grew from the bottom of his heart little by little, he suddenly became extremely calm, got up silently, walked back to the house, picked up the ax from the pool of blood, leaned his back against the door, and waited quietly.

Waiting for the man he called "father" for ten years to come back to him.