Chapter 110 Snow Mountain Theory

[Second Update]

"Let me into the house." Yuan Fei said without hesitation.

The painting halberd was a little surprised. Yuan Fei seemed to have planned it. What on earth did this female monkey think?

The man in the grasshouse heard this request and suddenly laughed. The laughter echoed in the empty snowy mountains and the blue night sky, which seemed particularly ethereal.

"Come in."

Yuan Fei got a positive reply from the other party, coughed twice, and swaggered to the grass house. The painting halberd hesitated for a moment and was ready to keep up. Unexpectedly, he rushed out of the oblique, and the black-robed monster with a cup of clear tea in his hand blocked the way.

"Son, let's wait outside. The owner means that only this girl is allowed to enter."

When Yuan Fei heard the sound, he turned his head and waved his hand. He looked old-fashioned and said, "Wait outside."

The painting halberd was too lazy to look at her. He lowered his head and walked to one side sullenly, staring at the Hao Tuo grass on the green grass, and his heart was more suspicious.

I have been thinking for a long time, but to no result. He turned his head and looked at the black-robed weirdo, vaguely remembering that it was the twelfth pine on the mountain road. He bent down and patted the fine grass on the hem of his shirt and took the opportunity to quickly glance at the strange man's face, but his face was all hidden in the shadow of the hood and could not see the truth.

"Are you the thirteen pumice apes?" The painting halberd stood up straight and did not dare to be as presumptuous as Yuan Fei here, but he decided to see if he could ask something from the strange man.

The other party nodded in a very small arc, and then stared at the tea in his hand, just like a sculpture.

Next, no matter what the halberd asks, the black-robed weirdos are just silent - which makes him feel helpless. Both people and things on the Holy Mountain are too strange.

The halberd stood aside silently, took out the burden handed over by Feng'er from the beard ring, took out two cucumbers and nibbled them, looked at the cyan melon rack next to the thatched hut, and waited anxiously.

There is an occasional rustling sound in the distance, which makes the empty holy mountain more lonely and quiet, but the quieter it is, the more uneasy the halberd is.

For good, without waiting for a long time, Yuan Fei proudly came out of the grass house with a strong face. The halberd still had time to ask what was going on. The female monkey patted her chest and said, "It's up to me. The man inside agreed to teach you the practice of heaven."

Excited to step on the crisp grass leaves under his feet, and the halberd wanted to ask what was going on. Suddenly, a powerful wave ripples in the grass house rippled, like the clear spring, fluctuating in a very rhythmically. Under this fluctuation, Feng'er's proud smiling face froze; the smoke on the tea in the hands of the black-robed monster seemed to be frozen. Stop, quietly hanging in the air; looking up, the starry sky still sinks to the sky in a subtle arc - but the time within dozens of feet seems to stop.

The painting halberd is surprised. Is this the power of 'heaven' in the grass house?

The sound in the hut sounded again.

"The world must have its own rules, and the so-called heavenly way is the rules of all things and the truth of all things. Presumably you already know these things, what I want to say now is the specific cultivation method of heaven..."

"I know more or less about the things on the human island. If you guess correctly, you understand the way of 'killing', the way of sheep eating grass, the way of wolves eating meat, which can be called the way of 'death', but it can also be said to be the way of nature - the way of 'life'." Life and death are of the same origin. They both come from nothingness and go to nothingness, and the way of 'kill' is even worse.

"First of all, you should remember your 'Tao', which is the prerequisite for the cultivation of heaven."

"And there are only two ways to practice the way of heaven, one is epiphany, and the other is to conform to the way of heaven."

"The first method does not need to be repeated, and the meaning of the second method is to constantly understand the truth by fulfilling the duties of 'Heaven's Way'. Although it is mysterious and mysterious, in short, it is just a method that practice can make perfect. And the way you understand 'kill' can only continue through continuous killing.

"But it's not that simple. Only the tens of millions of souls of the gentleman's country can make you understand the 'Heaven's skin. You can imagine how difficult the second cultivation road should be. You should also have a little feeling. After applying the 'Heavenly Way', if you pay a little attention to it, every time you do it, there will be a very subtle improvement.

The halberd nodded. After using 'Heaven' for the first time in the boundary town and killing the pig demon, there was indeed a vague feeling.

But after that, the sequelae of each use of 'Heavenly Way' became more and more serious, and it became more difficult to apply the power of 'Heavenly Way'.

seemed to be aware of the suspicion of the painting halberd, and the voice continued.

"Your heavenly way is 'death'. Since the heavenly way is used and can't kill people, there will naturally be a counterattack. Like casting spells, it will be abandoned halfway. Zhenyuan will counterattack. In the long run, it will either explode and die or become an abandoned person."

The painting halberd was slightly shocked.

The tone of the voice in the grasshouse was as plain as ever, and he said lightly, "This is not sensational. If you don't believe it, it's fine."

The painting halberd was silent for a moment and asked the question that had troubled him for a long time: "How many realms is Tiandao divided into?"

After a moment of silence in the grasshouse, he suddenly laughed and said, "You want to run before you learn to walk? The first step is as difficult as climbing to the sky, so I'm anxious to know what's behind? But... since I asked, it's okay to tell you..."

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The 'Tiandao' was lifted, and Yuan Fei's expression became vivid in an instant. She proudly patted the halberd on the shoulder and said, "I told you it's okay."

Although the mighty man in the grasshouse talked for a long time, in the eyes of Yuan Fei and the black-robed weirdo, it was just a moment - the sky was already bright.

I can't help but secretly speculate about the strength of the powerful man in the grass house, which is an occasional god in myths and legends.

"Go back." The sound in the grass room is a little tired.

Yuan Fei reacted at this time. Looking at the white sky, his body trembled and woke up. He quickly said, "Let's go quickly."

It was already known that the female monkey was preparing to avoid the team of people in the city owner's mansion, and it was expected that she had a lot to do with the 23 city owner of the ape. The painting halberd is not broken, but he is curious about why the three masters of the convoy took Haotuo grass up the mountain? Why is there three fewer people in the city owner's house every time they go to and from the Holy Mountain? Why did the old man in the convoy who had so many wrinkles that his facial features were almost covered want to bury Hao Tuo grass everywhere like throwing away evil things?

The painting halberd, which was still thinking about, was pulled up by Yuan Fei and rushed down the mountain. The black-robed monster also followed him and seemed to be here to see off the guests.

As he walked down, the halberd couldn't resist his curiosity. He turned his head and asked the black robe weirdo who followed silently. The weirdo hesitated for a moment, and the tea in his hand was walking rapidly, motionless.

At this time, there was a plain sound like water on the mountain.

"Tell him, it doesn't matter."

The strange man got the order, so he slowly said...