Tian Gang Chapter 203: Trends (3)
That night, there were nine people sitting in the yard, including me. Although neither I nor the mysterious old man lying on the rocking chair drank alcohol, these seven people still drank more than ten jars of wine.
These wine jars were not very big, but they could hold at least 5-6 jin. I was so shocked that I couldn't say a word except to eat the food. The old man from Yuanling was angry and he fed everyone he saw a big bowl of wine. The frog girl only croaked twice, but he pinched her wings and fed her a big bowl of wine.
I don't know what kind of species the frog girl is, but she loves wine. The old man only drank a bowl of wine, and she picked up the wine jar and poured it into her mouth. The old man from Yuanling laughed and carried her to the other end of the yard.
When he came back, Frog Girl was gone.
After I asked, the old man from Yuanling laughed wildly and said: "It wants to drink. I'll throw it into the wine cellar and let it drink as much as it wants! You little thing, I warn you first, don't go over and take it out, otherwise, I'll beat your ass!"
I almost spit out my rice, and quickly raised my chopsticks: I promise not to look for it...
Soon, the group of people were drunk and I put down my bowl and chopsticks and sneaked away. As I was a non-drinker, the old man from Yuanling did not ask me any more questions and let me leave.
I went to the little beauty's room first. She was still asleep, and Mr. Jiao was lying on her chest as if he had never moved.
I went over and touched Jiao Ye’s little head: You can sleep here at night... Well, don’t worry too much about her, she will be fine.
Mr. Jiao looked at me, spit out two mouthfuls of saliva, and made a hissing sound as if responding to me.
After leaving the beautiful girl's room, I returned to my room and wanted to rest for a while, but I felt very energetic and not sleepy at all.
With nothing to do, he jumped onto the bed and crossed his legs like the Taoist priest, ready to practice.
I naturally couldn't practice the Vajra Mantra, because Grandpa Shi told me very clearly that the three "mantras" were actually the guidelines for cultivation. I practiced the guidelines as mantras and even achieved some results. I really don't know whether to say that the Eight Ropes lineage was too rebellious or that I was too stupid. Maybe, both?
But if I don’t practice the Vajra Mantra, how can I increase my spiritual power?
He sat cross-legged, supported his chin with his hands and thought for a long time, and finally decided to continue trying that strange method.
I closed my eyes and imagined the feeling when I first practiced the Kongming Mantra. At that time, there were many light spots around me, which would be injected into my body under the guidance of the mantra. Those light spots were obviously the so-called power molecules.
Now I can't feel it, what I see in my mind is a dark place, and occasionally, there will be some white light. But those lights are not power, but more like an illusion.
There was no need to raise a finger or move my body. I just sat cross-legged, imagining the feeling of the power coming, chanting: After adversity comes good times, guard the world! Dao power, Chengtian!
Instantly, it was as if an electric current passed through my brain, and the dark world I saw was suddenly shattered by a white light. At the same time, I saw rivers, lakes and seas, each with its own color, flowing and surging before my eyes.
There are no fish or living creatures in these rivers, lakes and seas, only various different colors.
There are gold, cyan, red, brown, blue, white, and black.
Are these the true manifestations of power?
I "looked" curiously, and when I looked in another direction, it was like turning my head in reality. Sources of power passed by me, scattered, concentrated, and existing in every corner of this world. But they only passed through my body. This was a feeling, an indescribable feeling.
In addition to the river of power, there are also some colorful stars in this strange world. They float in the void without any rules, which seems to be completely different from the river of power. The two sides intersect, but they will not merge.
And after the collision, some of the rivers of various colors dissipated, while more emerged.
This is a strange and gorgeous world beyond human imagination.
A light mist constantly rises from underground, and it either merges with rivers of the same color or dissipates due to collisions with inappropriate rivers.
Perhaps, Mr. Liao did not lie to me about one thing, that is, the energy in the Chinese region is indeed rising.
My consciousness used my "hands" to touch the source of those powers. Although I was just passing through, I seemed to be able to feel the strange fluctuations contained in them.
But why don’t I feel any increase in my spiritual power after seeing them?
Is there something wrong with the method? Or am I missing some step?
Maybe... it's because of will?
The will of the Eight Ropes represents the Heaven, and what they do is also done on behalf of the Heaven. So does that mean that when I see these powers, I also need to use my will to influence or even command them?
I looked at the blue river in front of me and tried to use my will to guide it into my body.
The blue river was several dozen meters wide. Under the influence of my will, it suddenly split into a very thin "stream" and rushed towards me. The stream was so thin that it was not even as big as a chopstick. Moreover, when it touched my body, the blue color suddenly disappeared and was replaced by transparency.
I can feel the Dao power in my body growing. The speed is not very fast, but it is many times faster than before when I used the Kongming Mantra.
It seems that my guess is correct. Controlling the world with willpower is just like humans controlling machines with brain waves. Although the principles are different, they are very similar in form.
I continued to practice with peace of mind, because it did not require much effort. Instead, I was motivated by the novelty of it.
At the same time, a question suddenly occurred to me.
If the Taoist power of the Eight Ropes is transparent, then when I absorb this entire blue river, does it mean that the world will lack this power from then on?
In human science, there is a theory that all matter and energy in the universe is unchanging. Where there is birth, there is death; where there is death, there is birth.
So when the blue river dissipated in my body, did the power between heaven and earth grow again as science said, or was it missing forever?
I don't know the answer to this question, maybe only my grandfather knows. Because among all the descendants of the Eight Ropes that I know of , he is the only one who is truly dead.
Ordinary people return to dust, but the soul of Basuo cannot even enter reincarnation. What will we become after we die? Will we turn into power and return to the universe?
If that's the case, then the power I absorbed might be a part of what my ancestors transformed into.
This speculation makes me feel sick because I feel like I'm eating human beings.
Cultivation is not something that can be achieved overnight. When too much power poured in, I felt a little dizzy. It was as if my brain was replaced by power. It was a very uncomfortable illusion.
Maybe this is the limit and I should take a break?
Without a teacher's guidance, I was like a student who could only learn by myself. I had to grope, guess, and carefully verify all the problems.
This kind of training is not like entering the void space, where you need to remove the spell first. I just opened my eyes like waking up from sleep and left the world of power.
There was a bright light in front of me, time passed quickly, and before I knew it, it was already daybreak.
At this time, the door was pushed open, and Yang Zongxu walked in with a bowl of rice. When he saw me open my eyes and turn my head, he was stunned for a moment, and then rushed out of the door in my stunned gaze.
I heard him yelling outside: He's awake! He's awake!
I was slightly stunned, but then I got angry. Damn it, have you never seen people sleeping? Why are you so scared?
Not long after, several people walked into my room. The one in front was the old man from Yuanling, followed by the old Taoist priest, then Yang Zongxu and Liu Yi, whom I met last time.
You're awake. The old man from Yuanling looked at me curiously. His three words didn't sound like he was asking me, but more like he was using them as an excuse to observe me openly.
Well, I'm awake. What are you doing... I looked at the old Taoist with some trepidation.
At this moment, I felt a chill on my face. I turned around and saw that Mr. Jiao had come over at some point and was now wrapped around my arm, rubbing his little head covered in gold powder against me.
Hey, why are you here? I looked at it in surprise, but at the same time I heard two croaks, and when I looked down, I saw the frog girl nestled in my legs, staring at me with her big black eyes.
You have been practicing for seven days, the old Taoist priest suddenly said.
Huh? Seven days? I was so shocked that I almost jumped up, but as soon as I tried to move, I felt sore all over and couldn't move at all.
Well, it seems that the practice of the Eight Ropes is extraordinary. The old Taoist came closer, looked at me carefully, and said: Your Taoist power has greatly increased, and your progress is so fast that it is amazing. Maybe in a year or two, you will surpass me.
Uh… I was delighted, but also surprised. Seven days had passed in one practice. It was unimaginable. No wonder Jiao Ye came over, and Frog Girl no longer smelled of alcohol.
It’s good that you woke up, hahaha... The old man from Yuanling laughed, then his face turned serious and he said: But your good days are over.
Huh? I was stunned, not knowing why he said that.
This guy actually drank up all my wine cellar! This is your pet, so you have to pay for it! The old man from Yuanling pointed at the frog girl and said.
Quack, quack, quack... The little frog croaked at it twice, as if in protest.
But... I, how can I compensate... I want to cry but I have no tears. I was so happy when suddenly such bad news popped up. I was so anxious that my eyes were blazing with anger. I wanted to pull out a handful of hair on my body and blow it into a winery. But I am not a monkey...
Hahahaha, these little words are really funny. The old man from Yuanling laughed again: "You should have a good rest. I'll ask Nianxi to make you some food." "Practicing only increases your power, but you still have to eat." "You didn't starve to death, it's really... tsk tsk ."
The old man from Yuanling shook his head and turned to walk out. Looking at his expression, it seemed as if he felt very sorry that I didn't starve to death?
After the old man from Yuanling left, Yang Zongxu and Liu Yi followed him out. The old Taoist came over to look at me and asked: How do you feel?
Well, I'm fine, I just feel a little hungry. I touched my stomach and rubbed my arms and legs. All my body parts were numb and sore, and I felt like I was cramping when I moved.
It was my first time to sit cross-legged for such a long time, so I was a little uncomfortable, but I got used to it. The Taoist priest sat down on the chair next to me.
I turned to look at him and asked, "Xiaomei, oh, how is Fanran? Is he awake?"
After waking up, she stayed in the house every day and seldom ate. "When you have nothing to do, go and see her," the old Taoist said with a sigh.
I hummed, and then I realized that although his expression was as calm as ever, he seemed to be hiding some concerns.
While moving my hands and feet, I asked: How have you been these days? Is there anything wrong?
The old Taoist nodded and said: "The evil cult has launched a large-scale attack. In just a few days, they have captured many practitioners. They seem to be carrying out some activities, which are very secretive, and even the witch tribe can't find out."
Oh? I exclaimed in surprise. Even the old witch couldn't find out. The cult's hiding method was indeed very clever.
But there was news that the cult was preparing to sacrifice blood to heaven and become immortal. The old Taoist priest suddenly broke out this shocking news.
You must be kidding... My mouth opened wide and I even stopped rubbing my legs.
Maybe, maybe not. The old Taoist shook his head and said: But no one can find them now, so it is hard to tell whether the news is true or false. Now all the practitioners are anxious, they are guessing whether the immortality is true or not, but they are also afraid that they will be caught and sacrificed. People's hearts are turbulent, and the world is difficult to pacify. Perhaps, it is the time of trouble again.
Um... maybe I could give it a try, I said.
You? The old Taoist said, "I heard from them that you used the Eight Ropes to find me. It seems that you have achieved something in the inheritance of the Eight Ropes. Maybe you can give it a try. I will go and inform them."
After the old Taoist said this, he stood up and walked out the door.
After a while, the old man Yuanling came in again. With him were Zaguyi and several old men who practiced witchcraft. These people gathered around me and looked at me quietly. Some were curious, some were calm, but no matter what kind of look they gave me, it made me feel uneasy.
Because it seemed like a big responsibility and everyone was pinning their hopes on me.
I could only rub my legs to relieve the tension. At this time, the old man from Yuanling frowned and said: If you rub it anymore, the flesh will be gone. Let's use some Taoist magic and give it a try.
I groaned, then rubbed my face subconsciously. Just like last time, I thought about the cult, then pointed my finger into the void: Chengtian! Shadow appears!
The waves reappeared, and after a tremor in the void, a series of mountains appeared. This mountain range was majestic, and each mountain was terrifyingly tall. In the blur, many figures could be seen busying around.
At this moment, the earth suddenly shook and the void suddenly shattered with a bang.
I was stunned for a moment, because my spiritual power had not been used up yet, so how could the spell fail?
What's wrong? The old man Yuanling looked at me.
Uh, I don’t know…
The Taoist method has been broken, the old Taoist said.
I was surprised again that he could break this method silently in such a short time. The opponent's ability is hard to guess. Maybe... my mother's figure suddenly appeared in my mind. Maybe, that person is almost the same as my mother.
Can you see where that is? The old man from Yuanling asked, frowning.
It's not very clear. An old man who practices witchcraft hesitated and said: But it looks like the Kunlun Mountains.
The old man from Yuanling hummed, then waved his hand: "Notify the Miao tribes in the three provinces, and spread the news to all practitioners. In the Miao villages, those who can run and move, use poisonous insects to clear the Kunlun Mountains for me within three days and find out where they are. All the major witch families and barbarian tribes, bring them all here for me."
Isn't it a bit hasty? After all, this has nothing to do with us... an old witch said hesitantly.
The old man from Yuanling glared and said, "What are you doing so careless! Aren't there enough people who have been arrested these days? Go! Call everyone here. I want to flatten the Kunlun Mountains and beat that evil cult to the point where they can't even find their teeth!"
