The Heavens: From Knowing Whether You Rule the World

Chapter 145: The immortal caressed my head, and I received eternal life by tying my hair!
A lush green mountain, with rocks piled up into simple flat houses, which are extremely dense from the top of the mountain to the bottom.

At a glance, the people coming and going are all Qi Refining disciples with low cultivation. Occasionally, there are one or two Foundation Establishment disciples, who are the people in charge.

This is where the new disciples of Huangfeng Valley usually live. Qi Refining disciples are not qualified to dig cave dwellings, so they can only live in this extremely simple place without much privacy.

Chu Hong stood facing the wind, his eyes sparkling, as if he was looking down at the world from the sky.

He wants to find someone, find Dayan Jue!
The Dayan Jue is a secret technique created by the Dayan God of the Qianzhu Sect in the far west more than ten thousand years ago. It is specifically designed to strengthen spiritual consciousness and also focuses on practicing the art of distraction and manipulating puppets.

Spiritual awareness has always had many magical uses. Once the Dayan Jue is cultivated to perfection, the spiritual awareness will be at least two or three times that of a cultivator of the same level.

If one also practices puppetry, and reaches a certain level, one can even suppress several cultivators of the same level by himself, and have a huge advantage in killing.

Naturally, Chu Hong would not give up such a magical skill.

There are two versions of Dayan Jue, one is a simplified version practiced by the Qianzhu Sect's followers, and the other is the original version practiced by the Qianzhu Sect's high-level members.

Back then, a rebellion broke out in the Qianzhu Sect, and the old leader was plotted against by the new leader, Jin Nantian. The young leader, Lin, happened to be out on business and escaped. He then faked his death and fled thousands of miles to the Huangfeng Valley.

Huangfeng Valley sheltered him for the sake of the inheritance of the Qianzhu Sect.

This Young Master Lin was also sensible and took the initiative to hand over a lot of good things from the Qianzhu Sect, especially the casting of puppets, which was refreshing.

However, some things were not really handed over.

Dayan Jue!
In other words, the authentic version of Dayan Jue.

This Young Master Lin was a bit cunning and took the initiative to hand over the simplified version of the Dayan Jue.

Several elders took a look and saw the spell for cultivating spiritual consciousness.

Cultivate spiritual consciousness and reject it at the first moment!
Compared to the invisible spiritual awareness, cultivation is more important.

Some careful and cunning people took a second look and shook their heads.

The requirements are extremely high, and the practice takes a long time, but the results are not very good.

A glimpse of the whole picture can reveal a lot. Even if Young Master Lin is a little secretive and the effect of cultivation is a little better, how much better can it be?
Spending a lot of time cultivating spiritual consciousness without improving your cultivation is really not worth it.

This is best evidenced by the recent situation of Qianzhu Sect.

As a result, no one paid attention to the original version of Dayan Jue.

The original copy of the Dayan Jue has always been kept privately in the hands of Young Master Lin.

However, just because others don’t pay attention doesn’t mean Chu Hong doesn’t pay attention either.

Chu Hong looked at the buildings in the distance without any scruples. His spiritual sense swept across an area and then slowly stopped on a messy but larger stone house.

Over there, an old man in gray was carving wood, sawdust flying and scattering from his hands, and the rough outline of a puppet's arm had already taken shape.

This is the person!

The original spell has seven levels, and the gray-robed old man has four levels.

The divine objects are hidden by themselves, and only those who are destined to have them can live in them.

As it happens, he is the destined one!
Chu Hong flashed and arrived in front of the stone house. He pushed open the door and walked in.

The old man in gray was startled and looked at the young man who walked in, but his hands could hardly continue carving.

This demeanor?
The confident and casual demeanor of the young man in green is definitely something that ordinary cultivators cannot match.

The faint aura that was revealed was something the old man had never seen before in his life.

The old man in gray immediately broke out in a sweat, couldn't stop panicking, and couldn't help but shouting in anger in his heart.

Nascent Soul!

It’s definitely Nascent Soul!
Even his deceased father, who was in the late Jindan stage, was probably not as strong as this one when he was angry.

How can it be?

Why would such an old thing come to the residence of a new disciple?

"senior."

The old man in gray hurriedly stood up and bowed.

He was very nervous. He had chosen to be the person in charge of the new disciples in order to avoid attracting too much attention from the big shots in Huangfeng Valley.

After all, it is impossible for a big shot to come to the place where Qi Refining disciples usually live.

As a result, how could this happen?

Chu Hong glanced at him calmly, stepped forward and stretched out his hand, "Da Yan Jue."

"Da Yan Jue? Senior, Huang Feng Valley must have the Da Yan Jue?"

The old man in gray was a little confused, with a look of fear and panic.

Chu Hong looked at the man coldly, and pressed his hand slightly. The incomparable pressure immediately pressed the old man to the ground without any chance to breathe.

The cold and majestic voice seemed to lack a trace of patience, "The original version of the Great Evolution Technique!"

I don’t know if it’s the atmosphere of the immortal cultivation world that influences people, but when Chu Hong came to this underworld immortal cultivation atmosphere, he had fewer moral burdens and his moral bottom line was inexplicably lowered a little.

In the past, although he had killed his cousin, cheated his son-in-law, and deceived his junior fellow apprentice, his moral bottom line should not be that low.

It’s all because of the unhealthy atmosphere in the world of immortal cultivation!
The grey-clothed old man couldn't stop shaking, without the slightest resistance. He followed his heart without any hesitation and quickly replied, "Yes."

As soon as these words came out, the pressure that was suppressing him dissipated and he felt relieved.

The gray-clothed old man's mind moved, and an inconspicuous jade slip flew out of the storage bag. Before he could present it with both hands, the young man took it with a wave of his hand, and with a mental probe, he had already read the jade slip in detail.

Chu Hong smiled coldly, put the jade slip into a small storage bag, and then threw down more than ten medium-grade spirit stones and was about to leave.

Not sure if he was unwilling, the old man said in a deep voice: "I wonder if you are the Chu Patriarch?"

He had seen the heroic figure of Ancestor Linghu from afar. In the Huangfeng Valley, apart from Ancestor Linghu, Ancestor Chu was the only Nascent Soul monster.

Chu Hong glanced sideways and said calmly, "What's the matter?"

"Ancestor, the complete version of Dayan Jue has seven levels, but I only have four levels. If you want to cultivate to perfection, you must go to the Far West."

The old man calmed his mind as he spoke, "The land of the Far West is engraved in my heart. I have always admired the might of the ancestor. This time I have presented the original copy of the Great Evolution Decision. I wonder if I can serve the ancestor."

"Humph!"

Before he could finish his words, an incomparable pressure came over him, causing him to spit out blood and almost faint.

Faintly, the young man's cold voice came out, "Since you have handed over the Great Evolution Art honestly, I will not kill you. Don't push your luck."

Before he finished speaking, the figure had already disappeared.

About a quarter of an hour later, the old man in gray endured the severe pain and slowly stood up, his face full of fear.

I was careless. I shouldn't have plotted against the Yuanying monster.

As the sun sets, the sky becomes red.

Qixuanmen, Caixia Mountain.

Caixia Mountain was originally called Luofeng Mountain. According to legend, a five-colored phoenix lived here in ancient times and turned into a mountain. Because of the beautiful sunset, it was renamed Caixia Mountain.

Chu Hong stood facing the wind, indifferent to the world.

He was originally going to the mine of the Seven Sects to look for the ancient teleportation array, but unexpectedly he passed by Jingzhou on the way. It happened that there was no disciple named Han Li in Huangfeng Valley, so he came to see if there was little Han Li and little green bottle.

After looking at the rosy glow, Chu Hong's spiritual sense moved slightly, covering an area of ​​more than a hundred miles. He did not see the little green bottle, but he saw the young Han Li and the aging Mo Juren.

In other words, the little green bottle is probably in Han Li's hands.

Chu Hong shook his head slightly. There might be some truth in the saying that the phoenix never lands in a place without treasure.

Who could have thought that the first mysterious thing at the beginning of the chaos of heaven and earth would end up in such a place?

However, since it is now in Han Li's hands, there is no need to force it.

The essence of the creation of the Heaven-Holding Bottle is the passage of time and the absorption of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. His Absolute Spiritual World also has similar abilities. It doesn't matter whether you want it or not. Since you don't want to get the Heaven-Holding Bottle, then leave a good fate!

Chu Hong's figure flashed and disappeared.

When he was a good person, he was always a kind person.

Valley of Divine Hands

Han Li swam slowly, but he couldn't help feeling a little panicked.

The chirping of birds in a secluded place was supposed to relax people, but it made him feel even more upset.

Dr. Mo confronted him.

Over the years, he had made some progress in practicing the nameless formula given by Doctor Mo, but Doctor Mo became more and more anxious, and the way he looked at him was not like he was looking at his beloved disciple, but rather as if he was looking at a rare treasure.

Beneath the concerned gaze, there was a hint of greed and desire that made Han Li feel a little uneasy, which was really creepy.

At first, he comforted himself that he was just allergic to the exercises, and scolded himself for slandering Doctor Mo secretly, which was really wrong and ungrateful.

But slowly, that sense of vigilance became stronger and stronger. Doctor Mo's anxious and greedy look was really frightening.

Han Li was subconsciously alert, thinking that the relationship between him and Doctor Mo was definitely not just a simple master-disciple relationship.

Therefore, he even kept the matter of the little green bottle a secret.

Harmfulness is not allowed, and defensiveness is indispensable.

If Dr. Mo really wanted to harm him, he might be able to achieve a surprise victory by relying on the efficacy of the little green bottle.

If he was too sensitive, he would never take the initiative to do anything to betray his teacher and ancestors. He would try his best to be a good disciple and fulfill his filial piety.

As it turned out, Dr. Mo did have some intentions.

However, the two sides fell out too early, so early that Han Li couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

He didn't even have time to react before being restrained by Doctor Mo.

When the showdown and the falling out came, Doctor Mo told the reason for the plot.

Doctor Mo was a roaming martial artist in his early years, but he was framed by a villain and lost his energy, becoming an old man in his thirties.

In order to recover, he found a child to practice Changchun Gong. After practicing to the fourth level, he helped him to use Qigong and massage to get out of the predicament.

Originally, Dr. Mo would not reveal his cards so early.

As a result, when Doctor Mo went down the mountain one time, he was recognized by his enemy and had consumed a lot of his energy and could not hold on any longer.

Doctor Mo keenly realized that Han Li was playing tricks and delaying the progress, so he angrily confronted him.

Han Li looked towards the distant sky and sighed deeply. He had been planted with corpse worm pills, and he would die if he did not take the antidote within a year.

Doctor Mo also had no moral principles and threatened him with the affairs of his parents and siblings, forcing him to compromise.

It would have been fine if he had just compromised, but he couldn't guarantee that Dr. Mo would keep his word and let him and his family go.

In other words, Dr. Mo would most likely not let him and his family go.

It’s difficult!

Fortunately, there is good news even in desperate situations.

He had already practiced Changchun Gong to the fourth level a long time ago, but Doctor Mo didn't notice it.

Even so, Han Li did not have the confidence to defeat Doctor Mo. That shrewd master really put too much pressure on him.

Suddenly, a green light flashed, illuminating an area, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Han Li looked carefully and saw that it was a person, a person standing in the air.

The man was dressed in green and had a handsome face. His clothes moved without wind and there was a faint green glow all over the place, exuding an ethereal and immortal air.

"Fairy?"

Han Li was in disbelief, flying in the sky, galloping between heaven and earth, isn't this the immortal mentioned in the storybooks?

How is this possible?
The green-clothed immortal seemed to have seen Han Li's exclamation. With a flash of green light, he appeared in front of Han Li's left.

"Why do you call me old man?"

Han Li was stunned for a moment, and then he was shocked. The immortal flew far away, probably several miles away. How many miles was that in a flash of green light?
The green divine light obscured the view, and one could see its general outline clearly from a distance, but it was not clear when one looked closely.

"Fairy!"

If this wasn’t an immortal, then what else could this be? The young Han Li’s blood boiled and he hurried forward to pay his respects.

"Immortal?" The green-clothed immortal looked at the young man and laughed, "Well, with your cultivation level, it's not surprising that you regard me as an immortal. However, to mortals, isn't you also an immortal?"

"I am also an immortal?"

Han Li was shocked and his heart was shaken.

"It seems that you have never been exposed to the cultivation of immortals. From your aura, it can be seen that you are practicing Changchun Gong. Did you learn this cultivation technique by chance?"

Changchun Gong, is that something that immortals do?
Han Li looked dark-skinned but smart. He bowed again hurriedly and said, "It was only by chance that I started practicing Changchun Gong. I know nothing about immortals."

He was a little confused by such profound immortal affairs, and his worldview was reset a little, but he instinctively yearned for it and was unwilling to give up any opportunity to understand it.

Qing Yi smiled gently and nodded slightly, "My friend, you don't know much about the world of immortal cultivation, but you can still be calm in a hurry, which is rare. Well, meeting is fate. My surname is Chu, you can call me Senior Chu!"

Han Li hurriedly bowed again, almost bowing to the ground, "Senior Chu."

Chu Hong looked at this scene and nodded. Spiritual energy surged, and his sleeves wrapped around Han Li, who was already ten thousand meters high in the sky, standing in the wind.

The dancing white clouds were an extraordinary spectacle, but Han Li had no intention of appreciating them. Instead, he looked respectful.

His heart had already been trembling, as these legendary matters about immortals really made his mind a little confused and dazed, but his heart was yearning for matters about immortals, and he inexplicably gained a bit of rationality.

At this moment, he felt dizzy, but also very clear-headed.

"Immortals are what mortals call immortal cultivators. Just like mortals have their own methods for practicing martial arts, immortal cultivators also have their own methods. Do you understand?"

Chu Hong spoke gently, and his tone was full of patience.

The words were concise and to the point, and Han Li immediately understood what was going on with the immortal.

People who are suitable for martial arts practice martial arts, and can kill ordinary people with a slap; immortals practice Taoism, and can shake mountains and rivers with a slap.

"However, compared to martial arts that anyone can practice, cultivating immortals requires spiritual roots. Without spiritual roots, one cannot cultivate immortals."

As they were talking, the two of them fell to the ground again.

"Spiritual roots?"

"My friend's five elements lack gold, but he has four spiritual roots. His talent is not good, but he can also practice."

Chu Hong smiled slightly, and his green attire gave him an inexplicable sense of majesty that made people convinced.

"Immortal cultivators have their own world, and mortals have their own world. Immortal cultivators are not allowed to interfere in mortals' affairs. This is roughly what immortal cultivation is about. It is rare for you to explore immortal cultivation in this ignorant way!"

Chu Hong looked at Han Li, with a look of nostalgia, as if he saw his past self.

After he finished speaking, before Han Li could continue asking questions, a green light flashed, and an ancient book titled "A Hundred Common Senses of Immortal Cultivation" and a book titled "Simple Spells of Immortal Cultivation" floated in front of Han Li, shining brightly.

"Take these two books! Seek the immortals and ask for the way. Slowly you will make friends and get to know everything."

Chu Hong finished speaking, and waved his hand again, throwing down more than ten pieces of low-grade spirit stones, "Meeting is fate, and you have a poisonous insect refined by a mortal in your body, so I will help you get rid of this disaster. Although my friend is not talented, he has cultivated to the fourth level of Qi Refining at an early age, which shows that he is also a blessed person. If we are destined to meet in the future, we may meet again."

Before he finished speaking, a green light flashed and flew towards the sky.

Han Li looked at the disappearing poisonous insect, then looked at the green light in the sky, gently put down the two books, knelt down earnestly, and kowtowed nine times in a row.

When he stood up, his forehead was already red, but his eyes were fixed on the green light that was about to disappear from his sight.

The green light was getting dimmer and dimmer, but the green light in Han Li's eyes seemed to be getting brighter and brighter.
(End of this chapter)