Cultivating Immortals in Two Worlds: From Qing Fu to Primordial Chaos

Chapter 24: Carving a statue of the human king to achieve enlightenment?

"Visualize the ancient king Suiren, who evolved the Fire Palace with a little fire in his heart, ignited the fire of light, performed the image of Suiren, and suppressed the evil spirits!"

Yang Huai looked at the roll of animal skin in amazement, and at first glance he was attracted by the picture of the sacred image of Suiren attached to the back.

He was a wise and sage king who held a staff of fire in his right hand and a lamp of light in his left hand. His eyes were bright, as if he was a point of ultimate light between heaven and earth. Holding a point of bright flame in his hand, he led countless tribesmen through countless disasters and brought hope.

After just a quick look, Yang Huai suddenly felt as if a little light had grown in the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness, illuminating the void and all the worlds. Under the shining light, dark thoughts and distractions were nowhere to be hidden.

But after looking for too long, Yang Huai felt a terrible burning sensation in his heart, and quickly lowered his head, not daring to look anymore.

After a while, waiting for his mood to calm down a little, Yang Huai immediately focused his attention on the secret scroll again, reading it in stages, and learning this secret art of suppressing the mind. This could be regarded as the first secret art he had obtained seriously. Yang Huai studied it with more of a pilgrim heart and devoted all his energy to it.

He also knew that this was related to whether he could gain a foothold in the Slaughterhouse.

After a moment, he gradually put down the secret scroll in his hand and pondered in his heart.

"According to the secret scroll, if you want to visualize Suiren's spirit, you must first memorize the divine charm of the Human King. Once Suiren's spirit is completely complete, you can try to visualize the Suiren staff and Suihuang lamp in his hand to form the Fire Age Dao Palace!"

After slightly adjusting his state, he used the power of his soul to try to visualize the holy image of the Human King in the depths of his sea of ​​consciousness.

As soon as that thought appeared, Yang Huai suddenly felt a piercing pain rising from the depths of his soul, as if being burned by countless flames. He forced himself to endure the pain. A ball of light gradually emerged behind his soul, a ball of light condensed from flames, and it gradually evolved into a human form.

When the evolution was only halfway through, under the extreme pain, Yang Huai felt that the power of his soul had dimmed, and the faint halo that had faintly appeared behind him suddenly dissipated in a moment.

"Hoohoo!!"

Yang Huai's chest heaved violently, his hands touched the ground, and he almost collapsed to the ground.

"No, if I force myself to continue visualizing, I'm afraid I'll be burned to death by the Emperor Sui's fire!"

He breathed in with difficulty, while restoring his breathing rhythm, practicing the Zhoutian Heart Method, nourishing his spirit with his essence and gradually restoring his soul strength.

However, this recovery came at the cost of a huge deficiency of his own qi and blood. After his spiritual consciousness recovered a little, he once again took out the bloody dried animal meat from his arms and swallowed it to replenish his lost essence.

Half an hour later, he felt better and had time to continue thinking about this mysterious technique.

"Could it be that I have not yet understood the meaning of spiritual appearance?"

Yang Huai speculated secretly.

According to the secret scrolls, understanding the meaning of the holy images can reduce the difficulty of visualization.

Yang Huai once again set his gaze on the spiritual image of the ancient man Wang Suiren. This time, he saw countless extremely blazing runes in the depths of Suiren's spiritual image. Runes seemed to flow in every line of the spiritual image, forming countless ancient cloud patterns, and the various artistic conceptions inside were chaotic.

“It’s too messy. How can I visualize this?”

Yang Huai just felt a headache.

"No, diversity is not as good as refinement. Why not choose an independent artistic conception as the core for visualization? The runes in the depths of this spiritual image are chaotic, but there must be a core cloud pattern!"

His mind flashed, and Yang Huai felt more and more that he was right. His eyes fell on the man Wang Lingxiang again. He looked at him carefully and gradually saw some clues. The cloud patterns formed by countless runes were indeed mysterious. Each cloud pattern seemed to be an independent vortex. They were like lotus wicks, or the petals of a lotus wick, guarding a group of extreme light in the center.

Each of these lotus petal cloud patterns seems to be independent, yet they also seem to be connected to each other.

Yang Huai originally wanted to discard these lotus petals and directly visualize the core, but he felt something was wrong. At this time, a myriad of thoughts came to his mind, causing his eyes to become bloodshot for a moment. Affected by his thoughts, the blood in his body also surged.

I was almost possessed for a while.

But a moment later, an idea suddenly occurred to him. With this idea in mind, he went straight to the kitchen.

At this time, there were two Taoist boys on duty in the kitchen. One of them was Chang Geng, and the other was a Taoist boy with white hair all over his body and a sturdy build. He looked like a monkey. It seemed that he was a Taoist boy transferred from other places to the kitchen, or he might be an old Taoist boy who had lived in the kitchen for many years. Yang Huai had never seen him before.

Seeing Yang Huai coming, Chang Geng was slightly stunned, then he said respectfully.

"Brother Qingli!"

The white-haired Taoist boy glanced at Yang Huai with some reluctance in his eyes, but thinking about the news he had heard, he also bowed and said.

"Hello, Senior Brother Qingli!"

Yang Huai was slightly stunned, feeling a little strange at this moment.

It turned out that he had become a senior brother without realizing it.

He waved his hand.

"My two junior brothers, please get busy. Don't worry about me!"

At this time, he stepped into the woodshed, glanced at it for a moment, and then selected a piece of green wood heart that exuded a strong spiritual glow.

It was a piece of wood-attributed spiritual material of excellent quality, but it was piled up everywhere in the kitchen.

Yang Huai picked up the piece of top-quality green wood heart, and a small carving knife appeared in his hand. He began to carve slowly. This was the carving knife he had prepared long ago, and it was also the tool that carpenters used to make a living.

But usually he only used it to carve dragons and phoenixes, or to carve flowers, exotic animals and other patterns. This was the first time he used it to carve human figures.

Since it is impossible to determine the relationship between the lotus petals and the central lotus core, use the materials at hand to carve them all out. By observing them carefully, you will be able to find the connection between them.

This is what he does best.

It was just that this was his first time carving a human figure, so he was a little unfamiliar with it!

He did not go anywhere else, but squatted at the door of the woodshed, carving the wood in his hand bit by bit with the carving knife in his hand. His hands and feet were not slow, and soon a human-shaped wooden sculpture appeared in his hands. Then he chose one of them and poured the spiritual charm contained in the lotus petals and cloud patterns into the wood sculpture.

It was just my first carving attempt, but I still failed.

Looking at the wooden sculpture of the Human King in his hand that had turned into a weird beast, Yang Huai shook his head slightly and casually replaced it with a new spiritual wood. These spiritual woods would be used as firewood anyway, so he was not afraid of consuming them.

Soon the second and third broken wood carvings appeared in his hands, but he still failed.

The next day, Yang Huai continued to squat at the door of the demolished house and carve from morning to night. Although Yang Huai was able to carve the complete form of the Human King wood sculpture that day, he always felt that the charm was not enough.

On the third day, Yang Huai was still squatting at the door of the kitchen, but his carving speed was not as fast as the second day. Instead, he carved slower. However, each of the wood carvings in his hands was full of charm. Until the evening of the third day, when the wood carvings in his hands were taking shape, suddenly an invisible light bloomed from them, as if a great majesty bloomed from them in an instant.

This immediately attracted the attention of others.

Several Taoist fire workers in the kitchen had already noticed Yang Huai's presence. At first, they didn't care about Yang Huai's actions. It was only when Yang Huai successfully carved a human king wood sculpture for the first time that Taoist Yunwu, who was chopping wood, glanced over for the first time.

He noticed that there was a fleeting hint of compassion on Yang Huai's successfully carved wood sculpture. It was ardent but not overbearing, and carried a strong sense of sympathy for the world. This Taoist charm was so special in his eyes.

When this wooden sculpture of the Human King was taking shape, a large amount of spiritual energy between heaven and earth was suddenly drawn by the standing Yang Huai, and merged into Yang Huai's body through the cloud-patterned wooden sculpture in his hand. The magic power deep in his brows was strengthened by seven or eight points in an instant.

(End of this chapter)