Donghuang Ziji

Chapter 441: The Spirit in the Sleeve

After Shao Siming protected the elves in the Black Mountain and established roots at the foot of the mountain, he did not leave immediately.

Instead, he hid in the dark and gave instructions for a while. At the same time, he also hid among the crowd and waited for the court's reaction.

After all, a court that suppresses the spiritual energy of various earth veins, making it inconvenient for all living beings to practice, would never allow large-scale miracles to appear in the world.

Ten days later, a sedan chair appeared outside the city. Shao Siming sensed it before it entered the city.

Looking up, he saw a thin middle-aged man sitting in the sedan chair. He looked weak and powerless, but in fact, he was mentally concentrated. He had already read the secret text and condensed his immortal body. He was only one step away from becoming the Three Caves Immortal.

"I came a few days later than expected. I thought I was going to ask Xie Baliang and others about the situation. Now it seems that the internal organization is complicated and the process is complicated and lengthy, so I came now. Otherwise, it is unlikely that a small cultivator who is not even at the sixth level would come to test things related to me..."

Shao Siming withdrew his gaze, and the man below was taken by the servants to a place where the elves worked. An illusory mirror appeared in his eyes, and a ray of golden light invisible to the naked eye flowed out from the mirror.

The man was full of confidence, he believed that this golden glow was the secret technique of his practice, and legend had it that it originated from the God of Heaven, Dongzhao Zhenjun.

To practice, one must use a secret treasure, the water mirror, to focus the midday sunlight into the nectar in a special container. The nectar is then used to wash the eyes. Repeating this for a hundred days will condense a ray of golden light in the eyes. When the divine light settles into a treasure mirror, it can reflect the true form of evildoers and see through the essence of ghosts and monsters. Generally, monsters equivalent to the Three Cave Immortals have nowhere to hide under this golden light.

Relying on this method, the middle-aged man saw through countless illusions and achieved many merits.

The moment he saw the elf just now, he had already realized that the other party's cultivation was just so-so, and he thought that using the Golden Cloud Cave Light was a foolproof method.

It was just that at the moment when the golden glow fell on the elf, a ray of spiritual light emerged from the elf's brow. At first it was a ray of spiritual light with a light purple color, and then the spiritual light swayed, making waves of sound, and the spiritual light itself turned into ripples and spread outward.

Every time the spiritual light touched a person, new ripples would form and spread. Some of them would respond to the lavender spiritual light, while others would not interfere at all.

But the few responses were enough to make the middle-aged man feel a little overwhelmed.

'This is the real one? No, this one seems to be real too? How can this be? Why can't my divine light tell the truth from the false?'

The middle-aged man fell into self-doubt, and suddenly a chuckle sounded in his ear: "Little guy, the other party's protection method combines the three exquisite ways of immortals, gods and Buddhas, which complement each other and form a system. If you practice the Golden Cloud Cave Divine Light to the level of a mirror within a mirror, you may be able to see through the other party's magic. Forget it now... Hey... You discovered me already? "

Shao Siming's voice came later: "Although your methods are good, they have all been revealed, and I still can't see them. Isn't it a waste of all your years of practice?"

As he spoke, wisps of clear light suddenly emerged from the sedan chair where the middle-aged man was, and spread out layer by layer. An illusory small world emerged, in which green vines spread, ancient trees flourished, lotus and orchids bloomed one after another, and the sense of nature, vitality, and tranquility spread outward.

'what? '

The spiritual light hidden in the middle-aged Taoist made a surprised sound, and then kept praising: "I thought you were simply integrating the three ways of immortality, gods and Buddhas, and trying to walk your own path. Now it seems that this is not the case at all. Your essence should still be Shinto, and you use Shinto to govern the ways of immortality and Buddhism..." The consciousness in the spiritual light was halfway through speaking when a pair of circles appeared in mid-air. With a slight shake, large and small halos of light fell down, layer upon layer, one ring within another, filling the surrounding void.

"Is this a treasure from the immortal family? Wait, the aura of this treasure is so compatible with you, is your core pursuit the immortal path?"

Shao Siming did not reply. He flicked his finger and a light fell into the Taiyi Two-phase Ring. Layers of halos appeared and captured the light on the man. He smiled and said, "I didn't expect that you are so interesting that you actually hide it in your sleeve. I don't know what your name is."

"I have long forgotten my secular name. Nowadays, most people call me Gong Xian. You can call me that too. As for why I stayed in his sleeve, it was because I could come and go freely in his sleeve."

As he spoke, Gong Xian's spiritual light flickered, and he was about to break free from the Taiyi Two-Phase Ring, but Shao Siming was prepared. He pinched his fingers and pulled, causing the Yin and Yang phases to change, holding it back and preventing it from changing.

Gong Xian was not convinced, and there was another change. While Shao Siming was fixing him, he also found that Gong Xian's method was a bit strange, and the core of the operation looked familiar. After thinking for a while, he whispered: "The small spell of all wishes?"

"What is the Small Mantra of the Perfection of All Laws? It is clearly the Great Mantra of the Perfection of All Laws, the Immortal Mantra, the Divine Mantra. Have you ever seen a mantra so exquisite that encompasses all laws in one? Only the true and wonderful method passed down by our ancestor can do this! Those who call it a small mantra are just envious and jealous."

Seeing Gong Xian so excited that he stopped using magic to transmit his voice, Shao Siming knew that he had asked the right question. He also knew that Gong Xian was most likely a disciple of Jiuliu Zhenjun, so he smiled and said, "Although Wanfa Ruyi is ingenious, its core is just a magic. It has no benefit to the great Dao. Why not call it a small spell?"

Hearing this, Gong Xian sneered and said, "The Great Dao, the Great Dao, how many times has this been said throughout the ages, but how many people in the world have achieved the Great Dao? There are countless people who practice magic, but only one in ten thousand practice the law. As for those who practice the Dao, who in this world dares to say that they practice the Dao? Aren't they afraid of becoming an idiot or someone else while practicing?..."

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man beside him widened his eyes. Shao Siming reached out and touched him, knocking him unconscious. After a layer of fog covered his memory, he looked back at Lingguang and whispered, "Fellow Daoist Gong Xian, you are a little too outspoken."

"You seem to know something, too?"

Gong Xian was not angry but happy, and said cheerfully: "You must know something, I have said this to many people, even to some of my fellow immortals on land."

"But they only think that I am jealous of them because of my lack of destiny. But how could they know that they are practicing other people's techniques and laws, and the path they seek is also based on other people's paths. Our world has long been hopeless!"

At this point, his spiritual light dimmed slightly: "Whether you ascend or sink, you will eventually come back."

"Now, fewer and fewer people are willing to wake up, but more and more people want to sink into it. In this regard, I envy Fahai a little bit. He saw through it, but still insisted. If it were me, I would not want to care about it the moment I saw through it."

"Then why did you come near Black Mountain?"

Shao Siming asked casually, Gong Xian smiled and said, "Of course it's for you."

(End of this chapter)