Chapter 34: Chapter 34 You're Gone
Silence, desolation, and no end in sight, like a starless universe, this is the inner scene.
The highest level of meditation, a few minutes in the outside world, can evolve for several years here.
Of course, the Taoist Huangting inner scene explanation is the most reasonable, a place of emptiness and silence, standing in the empty time, can stay for a long time, remain detached and calm, unpredictable.
Wang Xuan came in for the second time, and was excited, because he knew very well what it meant to come here, this is the fundamental reason why the pre-Qin alchemists were powerful.
"There are traces of being struck by lightning!"
Wang Xuan concentrated and observed carefully. The originally dim and even cold inner scene was actually charred in some places, which was different from what he saw last time.
Soon, his mind was calm. Once he entered here, his perception would be extremely sharp, and he would be promoted to an extremely cold state of mind.
Wang Xuan looked at the charred land and moved forward cautiously. In the dead air, it seemed that the destructive material was overflowing.
Although he was standing in the clear time, his mind was quiet, but he still felt the suffocating oppression.
With a bang, it seemed like a retrospect of history, and he saw the earth-shaking thunder of the past again, crossing the sky of the pre-Qin era, like a comet hitting the earth, with a huge momentum, destroying everything.
In a trance, it seemed that there was a feathered immortal looking up, with white clothes fluttering, extremely powerful, but it could not stop the thunder attack, and was broken up by a bang, and the feathered light rain crossed the ancient and modern times and scattered all over the sky.
Wang Xuan was horrified. How could humans resist such power?
The absolute transcendent state made him quickly return to silence and coldness, and he observed silently.
There was a large area of charred black in the inner scene, and there was still lightning left, which was beyond his imagination.
In Wang Xuan's cognition, the land of emptiness and silence was isolated from the real world. Only the spirit could go deep into it, and nothing else could touch it. The flesh could only stay in the outside world.
What he saw was desolate, empty and quiet, even lifeless. The remaining lightning flashed and disappeared, returning to the charred ground, subverting his cognition.
He took a step forward, but when he was still some distance away from the charred land, the breeze brought by his feet caused a drastic change in front of him.
The large area of charred black and the remaining lightning quickly dissipated, like a sand castle in the waves, collapsing and disappearing in an instant.
As Wang Xuan moved forward, all the scenes he saw, any place that was different from the past, were turned to ashes, the charred darkness was dim, the lightning was wiped out, and nothing existed.
Wang Xuan stopped and looked at the surrounding area returning to desolation and silence, and he was thoughtful.
"Isn't the inner scene something that the world can interfere with after all? What I saw just now, as I walked forward, all turned into smoke and dust, all decayed."
He stood there, sensing silently, and finally sighed: "What I saw was just a reappearance of history, not a real scene."
When he finished these words, the inner scene became more and more desolate and lifeless.
Wang Xuan roughly understood that what he saw just now was the remnant of the female Taoist's spiritual power in the past, not the vast thunder that really struck in that year.
"The feather stone is a rare and priceless treasure!" Wang Xuan's eyes were deep. He was more confident in taking the old path and saw many possibilities in the future.
At this moment, he naturally understood why he could appear here.
In the past, the female Taoist was extremely powerful and aspired to be a fairy, but in the end she failed to ascend to heaven and was shattered by the vast thunder.
A terrifying feathering explosion occurred in the underground cave, and her spiritual power and the mysterious factors she brought out from the inner scene all collapsed.
"The mysterious substance and her remaining spiritual power hit the rock layer, and most of them dissipated, leaving only a little, becoming feather fossils."
That's how Wang Xuan vaguely saw the edge of the inner scene without activating super senses, and finally came here again.
Because there is residual spiritual power in the feather fossil, which comes from the female Taoist priest. Even if she has died long ago, the spiritual power left behind is still considerable for future generations.
This residual spiritual energy resonates with the inner scene she opened that year. Once it is activated by someone, it may naturally go deep into the land of emptiness again.
"The mysterious factor of the inner scene is the key."
Wang Xuan believes that the mysterious substance wrapped in the residual spiritual energy and integrated into the stone has preserved everything.
At the same time, he was able to sense the feather fossils and finally use them to enter the inner scene again, which was also related to the mysterious factor he had absorbed.
Wang Xuan sorted out the cause and effect of all this, but he still didn't understand what kind of place the inner scene was.
In fact, no one has been able to tell the secret of the empty and quiet land. It is desolate, empty and quiet, even lifeless and unpredictable.
There were still scenery in the distance, but Wang Xuan didn't go there immediately. He didn't forget the original intention of entering the inner scene, in order to rise quickly and become stronger, so that he could face everything in the world calmly.
Today can be said to be a shortcut. He doesn't know whether he can practice physical skills here and rapidly improve his strength by standing in the empty and bright time like last time.
Wang Xuan silently recited the Golden Body Technique and practiced it directly, starting from the first level and advancing backwards until he reached the late third level. He practiced to this level last time.
"It works!"
He felt that he was empty and bright, and his body posture was no different from the record of the Golden Body Technique. It was flawless and his movements were extremely standard.
He was completely immersed in the martial arts performance, forgetting everything else. All he thought about was the Golden Body Technique, which was used to improve his physical fitness.
Until one day, he felt tired and stopped, and then practiced the root method of the pre-Qin alchemists.
The mysterious factor came from the void and fell into the inner scene, nourishing Wang Xuan's spirit and sweeping away his fatigue. He felt vigorous energy again.
He breathed a sigh of relief. There were no accidents or changes. Although he came here illegally, the inner scene was still there, and he could practice physical skills and improve his strength.
He was originally very close to the fourth level of the Golden Body Technique. When he practiced again, it was a natural thing. His body was full of golden light, and a dazzling beam of light burst out in an instant, which was extremely bright, and then returned to normal.
At the same time, his spirit was like a ball of jumping golden fire, flickering violently, and soon it slowly returned to calm.
The fourth level of the Golden Body Technique... is done!
Wang Xuan was sure that the inner scene here had not lost its mystery. Standing here was equivalent to entering the highest realm of meditation, and his heart was more peaceful and tranquil.
He walked forward slowly to take a look at the scenery in the distance.
That was... a group of buildings, accompanied by the decaying old scenery, the lake dried up, the pavilions collapsed, was it still caused by the residual spiritual energy of the female Taoist priest?
Only a few buildings stood stubbornly, and the broken walls and ruins nearby were decaying.
In one of the rooms, the window was open, there was a long table, piled with bamboo slips from the pre-Qin era, and there was actually a golden bamboo slip!
Wang Xuan's eyes were straight, even in a state of detachment and coldness, he still felt his heartbeat speed up and his breathing became heavy.
How many scriptures were recorded in so many pre-Qin bamboo slips, and what level of root methods and physical skills were involved? There was even a golden one, how could he not be tempted?
However, he dared not move his body, fearing that a slight breeze would blow all the scenery in front of him into ashes, leaving nothing behind.
After watching for a long time, he sighed softly. Even if he could walk over, what would happen? All the bamboo slips were not unfolded. If he wanted to take the initiative to look through them, there would probably only be mottled light and rotten dust left.
This feeling made him a little uncomfortable. He could only watch, unable to approach, let alone touch. He knew that there were priceless scriptures on the long table, but he couldn't get them.
"Forget it, I already have the root method of the alchemists in the pre-Qin period, and the physical skills left by Zhang Daoling, the founder of Taoism. These are mysterious and unfathomable enough. I need to spend a long time to study them. There is no need to be greedy. Even if all the bamboo slips on the long table are given to me, I don't have time to practice."
Wang Xuan comforted himself and took a step back. He suddenly felt that the sea and sky were vast, and his spirit seemed to be sublimated.
He was surprised. Is this enlightenment?
Soon, he realized with horror that it was not the case at all, because the surrounding scene had changed. It was no longer a building, but a truly magnificent world, so it felt magnificent.
What was going on? He had not left the building complex yet, so why did the scene change on its own initiative? Was it the residual spiritual energy of the female Taoist priest at work? He thought of this possibility at the first time.
He stood here in silence, operating the root method of the pre-Qin Taoist priests.
In an instant, everything returned to its original state, still with broken walls and ruins, decaying old scenes, and priceless bamboo slips on the long table in the dead room.
Suddenly, he felt that the atmosphere was weird and something was wrong. He turned around abruptly. When he turned back, his pupils shrank sharply and he stepped back involuntarily.
Because, in front of his eyes, there was a pair of blood-red shoes, hanging in the air, at the same level as his eyebrows, obviously a pair of shoes belonging to a woman.
The sudden appearance of such an abnormal scene in the dim ruins made Wang Xuan's heart beat violently and feel weird.
There was bright red blood dripping from the shoes, which was very scary and almost splashed on Wang Xuan. He took a few steps back and then saw a dazzling thunder falling from the sky, like the Milky Way falling straight from the sky, directly piercing the bloody red shoes.
In an instant, a pair of snow-white jade feet appeared in the red shoes, and then straight white long legs, and in an instant, accompanied by a snow-white long skirt, fell and covered her body.
Haunted? !
Wang Xuan felt something was wrong. Although he hadn't seen the woman's face clearly, he felt that it must be related to the female Taoist priest.
In this desolate and lifeless place, in a somewhat gloomy and terrifying atmosphere, he said something that was driven by ghosts: "You are exposed!"
After saying that, he wanted to pinch his mouth. His mind was in an absolutely cold state and he would not lie. He spoke his mind directly, but the result made him regret it.