Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin: I Set Taboos in the Heavens

Chapter 20 I know you are anxious, but don’t be anxious yet

In Lingxu Cave, Fang Qing began to practice by taking drugs.

The initial practice seems difficult to get started, but after getting started, it becomes simple.

In addition to reading Taoist scriptures, Fang Qing's daily routine is to refine rare treasures like the Hundred Herbs Liquid and turn them into the power to open up the Sea of ​​Bitterness.

The sea of ​​suffering is constantly being opened up, and the faster you reach the state of the Fountain of Life, this is a process and cannot be rushed.

Fang Qing was not in a hurry, but Pangbo was a little anxious.

We all came here together. You have started practicing, but I am still studying Taoist scriptures. The gap between us is really too big.

Although I don’t want to have too many comparisons, I also don’t want to lag behind others.

So Pangbo began to study hard.

Whether it was day or night, Pangbo started reading.

"I didn't study as hard as I do now when I was in school!"

Pangbo was expressing his deep emotion while reading.

"No matter how hard it is, we will get through it. You don't want Brother Fang to fly, but you haven't finished reading the Taoist scriptures yet."

Ye Fan made rapid progress. He studied day and night, and learned much faster than Pang Bo.

In a few days, you will be able to read the Taoist scriptures of several thousand words clearly, and then start practicing.

"Pangbo, you still have to suffer in the early stages."

Fang Qing stopped practicing today, stood up and walked a few steps, and said to Pang Bo with a smile. "After the initial suffering, you will find how good it is. For example, the more you practice, the better your brain and memory will be. You will be able to remember everything you see. Now I can recite this sutra backwards."

As Fang Qing spoke, he really started from the end of the Taoist scripture and recited several hundred words forward.

Pang Bo and Ye Fan compared it carefully and found that he really recited it by heart, without making a single mistake.

Both were shocked again.

Although I know Fang Qing has a good memory, it shouldn’t be this good.

Some of the poems and ancient Chinese prose they had learned in the past, even "The Memorial to the Emperor on Leaving the Capital", were engraved in their minds, but they could not recite them by heart.

I couldn't even remember the last word for a moment.

Now Fang Qing can recite the Taoist scriptures backwards, which is really abnormal.

"Brother Fang, if you become a great cultivator in the future, you must give me a few saints and fairies."

Pangbo chuckled.

"Okay."

Fang Qing also smiled.

The three of them talked until midnight. At this time, the moon was bright in the sky, and the bright moonlight sprinkled down. The moonlight was like waves on the water, shining down and seemed to cover the earth with a layer of gauze.

The three of them looked up at the starry sky. The starry sky here was completely different from the starry sky on Earth. No matter how they looked, they could no longer see the familiar stars or the familiar starry sky.

Having arrived at the other side of the starry sky, the past is too far away to be found anymore.

"When I was young, I didn't recognize the moon, and it looked like a white jade plate."

"People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has its cloudy and sunny days."

"Raise your head to look at the bright moon, lower your head to miss your hometown."

This scene really makes us understand the feelings of ancient poets when they wrote poems. However, no one has the feeling of "When I was young, I didn't know the moon, and I called it a white jade plate".

Comparing the moon to a white jade plate is something that only a rich kid like Li Bai could think of. Ordinary people would at most compare the moon to a plate. Where would the white jade plate come from?

The three of them looked at the moon, thought about things, and finally returned to the second day of practice. Eleven days passed in a row, and Fang Qing was taken care of by Elder Wu Qingfeng again and received five bottles of Baicao Liquid.

Elder Wu Qingfeng pays close attention to Fang Qing's growth every day, to prevent Fang Qing from taking too much Hundred Herb Liquid, which would be bad for his foundation.

Fortunately, nothing like this happened. Elder Wu Qingfeng discovered that Fang Qing's ability to consume the Hundred Herb Liquid was quite strong and his cultivation progress was also very great, which made him very happy.

However, there was one thing that made Elder Wu Qingfeng feel a little regretful.

That is the other disciple who came this time. Ye Fan has also finished reading the Taoist scriptures and can start practicing.

But Ye Fan’s aptitude is actually the Ancient Holy Body.

The Ancient Holy Body was evaluated in the past as: a peerless physique, unparalleled in the history.

In the past era, nine generations of figures appeared one after another, each of them was invincible in heaven and earth, and unprecedented in history.

If an ancient holy body appeared in that era, it would definitely be cultivated with all its strength, at all costs!
But times have changed. Since the ancient times, over the endless years, although the Ancient Holy Body has occasionally appeared in the world, it no longer has the power and can no longer look down on the heavens like it did before the ancient times.

It can even be said that the ancient holy body has become indistinguishable from the common people in this era. It is not suitable for cultivation at all, and no one can succeed in cultivation.

"The Wheel of Life is silent, and the Sea of ​​Bitterness is as solid as divine iron. It cannot be shaken or opened up!"

Elder Wu Qingfeng investigated for a long time and showed an incredible expression.

He tried to send his life essence into Ye Fan's sea of ​​suffering to impact Ye Fan's wheel of life, but it was unshakable.

"Elder, please help and lend a helping hand to Ye Fan. Maybe he will succeed in the next moment."

When Pang Bo heard that Ye Fan was unable to open up the Sea of ​​Bitterness, he became extremely anxious.

"It's not that I don't want to help, there's really no other way. With his physique, no one can guide him. He can only rely on himself."

Wu Qingfeng has used all his energy to guide it, but there is still no effect.

"How could this happen? How about you...try again?"

Pangbo asked with a smile.

"This physique was called the first holy body before the ancient times. There must be a reason for it, which is beyond our comprehension. I just don't know why it can't reproduce its former glory. If you want to practice, I'm afraid you need some unique method."

Wu Qingfeng pondered.

“Elder, you must not give up. If you comprehend it, you might be able to reproduce the supreme power of the Ancient Saint Body. By then, Lingxu Cave Heaven will surely soar to the sky, and maybe even become a holy place!”

"Since you have entered my Lingxu Cave Heaven, I will not give up. However, I cannot guarantee how far I will go."

Wu Qingfeng didn't care about Pangbo's empty promises. He had lived most of his life and always gave others hope for a bright future. He would not be fooled by others' empty promises.

But deep down in his heart, he also hoped that Ye Fan could practice. After all, after spending more than ten days together, he had discovered that Ye Fan was also a good talent.

Elder Wu Qingfeng left to look up more information.

There were only three people on the field.

"Don't be discouraged, Ye Zi. Your sea of ​​suffering is harder than others. It may be much more difficult to open up, but it will definitely be more powerful after you succeed."

Fang Qing comforted Ye Fan.

"Thank you."

Ye Fan thanked him politely and didn't seem that depressed.

"An egg broken from the outside is food, an egg broken from the inside is life. It may sound like chicken soup, but it is still useful."

Fang Qing said one more sentence.

"Thank you."

(End of this chapter)