Chapter 25 Perception

"jingle" "jingling" "jingling"

The golden bell slowly floated in mid-air, making a crisp sound, like wonderful music, echoing in Liang Xiangling and Shangguan Yu's ears for a long time, as if the wonderful music from the bell had been ringing.

But in fact, the golden bell only rang.

The golden light dispersed from the golden bell, and instantly enveloped the figures of Liang Xiangling and Shangguan Yu in endless golden light, like a golden tide, drowning them.

The majestic golden light, in the eyes of Liang Xiangling and Shangguan Yu, seemed to be the light of death. They seemed to see something terrible in the light of death. They were so scared that they were stunned. The light of the fairy sword in their hands was also dimmed and almost fell off their hands.

In an instant, the two lost their fighting ability! Get closer to death step by step.

"Dementer Bell!"

At this time, a surprise came from the golden light. Everyone on the side of the demon religion was surprised. Can anyone else in the world speak safely under the erosion of the "golden light" emitted by the dementor bell?

Immediately after the sound of surprise, a autumn water-like retreat light gushed out of the golden light, imitating several miles of withered yellow sand, suddenly gushing out a clear spring, annihilating the sacred and solemn death light.

In an instant, the golden world turned into a dark color. The golden "dementor bell" vibrated twice in mid-air and slowly flew back into the hands of the yellow-shirted girl, as if it had become a dead object and remained motionless.

When I was young, the light dissipated, but I saw a thin old Taoist priest appearing in front of Liang Xiangling and Shangguan Yu, wearing a dark green robe and standing with his hands behind his hands, which was quite fairy-like. It was Guangyi real.

"Master!" Liang Xiangling was stunned and called out. She hurried to Guangyi Zhenren and held her master's arm. At this moment, she clearly had thousands of words to say to her master, but it only turned into the word "master", and two lines of tears rolled down.

When the master and apprentice met again, Liang Xiangling couldn't help remembering the scene when she was eight years old, when the kind-looking "grandpa" pulled her up from the rolling tide, and will never forget the kind face.

She is like a little girl who misses her grandfather, sobbing in a low voice.

Guangyi Zhenren patted Liang Xiangling on the shoulder and didn't say anything. He just smiled. Then he looked at the girl in yellow and said to her, "Little girl, no matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it is only something outside the body. Mind cultivation is the key to victory. Go back to your parents and don't take risks. In case I just took action, I'm afraid you have returned to hell now!"

"Guangyi Laodao!"

When the demon people saw Guangyi's real person appear, they were in a panic, and the crowd immediately rushed up to this side, but they only defended the magic weapon in front of them, but they did not dare to do it. They seemed to be afraid. Su Qiurong also hurried forward, pulled the yellow-shirted girl in her hand, blocked her in front of her, and protected her.

The "dementor bell" is the first of the top ten magic sounds. The power is infinite. The soul-grabbing soul is only in the moment when the golden light flashes, and no one can escape the "dementor golden light" safely, but this wide person can resist the "dementor golden light" with his bare hands and can subdue the "dementor bell". This ability really makes every demon religion People are stunned and can't imagine what level the cultivation of this old Taoist priest has reached.

Shangguan Yu once despised this uncle who had no merit and few students. He once thought that this old Taoist priest had no great skills, but at that moment, he experienced a scene of powerlessness on the edge of death, which completely changed his views on Guangyi. First I realized what "deep hidden" is.

Guang Yizhen was not afraid of these swarming demon believers. He stood in front of Liang Xiangling and Shangguan Yu, raised his hand and smiled at the demon believers: "If you want to stop the three of us from leaving, please do it. I will accompany you. If you don't stop, please leave. After all, you can't I have been standing here."

Guangyi Zhenren said this, which made everyone on the other side of the demon religion more frightened. He was deterred by Guangyi Zhenren's angry place and had no fighting spirit, as if the old Taoist priest could pinch them to death without fear them when he raised his hand.

The demons were bottomless. For a moment, they were waiting for the Lord's order. The Lord said to withdraw, and the Lord said to fight.

However, at this time, the three hall masters were still hesitating. They were not confident at all, and their morale fell to a low point.

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Sealed stone chamber.

Yan Ji lay flat on the stone**, with her eyes closed and motionless. At first glance, she seemed to be sleeping, but in fact it was not.

He closed his eyes and recited the difficult and withered words in "Heavenly Book · Yellow Volume" over and over again, as if he had entered the divine journey. He only felt that he was floating in the illusory unknown space, surrounded by hazy and chaos.

This feeling is like a fish lurking at the bottom of the water, which can swim around at will without any restrictions, but there is a dead silence around it, no sound can be heard, only hazy darkness, like hell.

Yan Ji slowly tried to recite the true formula of "Taiyi Wanxiang" to let the mysterious halal qi of Taoism slowly swim between the tendons and collaterals in the body. However, there is still a small pain spreading in the body. Obviously, the "centrifugal spell" is strange in the body, but the pain is not so obvious. It should be because his body is forbidden by Xuanyuan incense.

When the hot pain spread in Yan Ji's body, there seemed to be a little light in front of his eyes, and the light slowly became stronger. As the light gradually enlarged, a real picture appeared in front of him.

In the light ball is the main door of a pharmacy, with an unkempt face. A ten-year-old boy rushed out of the pharmacy with several packs of medicinal herbs in his hand. Just after the little boy rushed out of the pharmacy, several big men rushed out and suddenly caught up with the little boy, punching and kicking the little boy on the ground.

Yan Ji looked at the picture scroll in front of him and couldn't help but be shocked, because the little boy who was beaten by the big man in the picture scroll was himself. It was clear that he went to the pharmacy to steal medicine to treat his mother when he was a child and was found.

All this appeared in front of Yan Ji's eyes again. He seemed to feel the pain on his body, which was caused by being beaten by those people. Looking at the helpless himself in the picture scroll, those fierce faces appeared in front of him. He immediately became angry, clenched his fists, rushed to the picture, and punched his fists against the fierce faces.

However, he didn't hit anything, and the picture suddenly disappeared before his fist. But in a blink of an eye, a picture appeared a few feet in front of him, which was the faces of his uncle, uncle, aunt and uncle. There they whispered to each other, saying how the Yan Ji family hated it, and why they were about to die. What did they borrow money to treat them? It's obviously wasteful! You may not be able to afford to borrow money!

The anger in Yan Ji's heart burned again and rushed to the disgusting faces, as if to smash them into ten thousand pieces.

However, he failed again, because he couldn't hit those people at all, which was clearly an illusion.

Next, another illusion appeared in front of Yan Ji. Those familiar faces were a group of townspeople in Shuijiahu Town. They abused themselves and beat themselves. No matter men, women or young, they all threw mud at themselves, and cursed dirty things such as "thief thief", "little thief's head" and "you die quickly". Words.

Yan Ji panicked, as if he had returned to the lonely and helpless moment when he was a child.

He stood up and punched, resisted and kicked desperately, but the illusory picture was completely eliminated. He opened his eyes, appeared in front of him, closed his eyes, and appeared in his mind, as if he had to bear all this!

"What the hell is going on?"

"If you can't escape, do you have to face it? But why can't you resist in the face of it?

All kinds of problems began to haunt Yan Ji's heart, like those hateful faces, constantly appearing in his mind and lingering.

Neveringly pestering him and torturing him.

"It's time to calm down and think about it!"

Yan Ji slowly sat down in front of those people, put his hands on his legs, meditated cross-legged, and recited the "Taishang Qingxin Mantra" in his mouth.

After reading an article, my mind is as quiet as a spring, and those indelible faces have disappeared in my mind! Opening my eyes again, the illusion in front of me is no longer there.

So, he understood a truth: illusion is born from the heart, and if there is no distraction in his heart, the illusion will not be regenerated.

The continuous appearance of pictures is precisely because of the anger in his heart. Only by putting down his obsession and treating people and things correctly can he realize the highest level of his debut. As his master Guangyi said: "The practice of Taoism is not only a practice, but also a matter of understanding. Some things cannot be understood, and Taoism can never be refined."

In front of Yan Ji, all the illusions disappeared, and the remaining smoke turned into golden palm-sized words, surrounding Yan Ji's body and flying.

When Yan Ji recited the formula of "Taiyi Wanxiang", the mysterious and clear words seemed to come out of the body, surrounded by the golden words in the air and melted together. Driven by Yan Ji's true power, the two words returned to his body, turning into a trace of clear air and melting between the meridians and acupoints.

The candlelight in the stone room was covered by the clear light emitted from Yan Ji's body, which was a mysterious and clear.

I don't know how long it took for Xuanqing to dissipate, showing the original appearance of the stone room.

Yan Ji opened her eyes and found that she was already in the real world, no longer in the illusory chaotic world. More importantly, he can move freely and try to run the true qi in his body without feeling any pain.

It seems that the "centrifugal spell" has been removed.