Chapter 1 Source Heart

In the middle of the night, the Forbidden Mountain is silent, the spring fog is clear and cold, and the night dew is wet. There are only scattered monsters patrolling back and forth, and the friction sound of iron armor is very harsh.

Most of the demons have gone to the battlefield, or guarded the holy land of the Arctic, leaving only a few thousand of them in the Forbidden Mountain. Jiang Chen grabbed a monster on guard and quickly tortured the rebellious residence.

Finding the mountain on the east side of the main peak, Jiang Chen pressed the gray fog and floated to a cave under the thick shade.

The closed door suddenly opened, making him reach out and push it empty.

"You are really out of trouble." The rebellious voice suddenly sounded in my ears, and before I saw others, I had noticed the arrival of Jiang Chen. This kind of inspiration is close to ghosts and gods, which clearly comes from the secret of the intersection of time.

"Yes, I'm free." Jiang Chen nodded excitedly and walked into the dark hole.

"Freedom? You're just out of trouble." The stone door squeaked behind him.

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment and unconsciously stopped: "Is there any difference?"

"It's not eclectic and unrestrained. Fang is free." In the depths of the cave, the hazy light spots light up, and the reverse figure amplifies with the light spots, gradually becoming clear from blur.

"Then I will never have a day of freedom. In my opinion, only by having things to restrain and thoughts can we better appreciate the rich taste of life. Otherwise, what's the point of freedom?" Jiang Chen didn't think so and walked to the reverse. Although the two sides were only a few feet away, he could not get close to each other, but went further and further. In the end, he actually walked outside the cave gate.

"Is it a Taoist array prohibition? It's really strange. No wonder the Lingyin School can rank first in Dongzhou. When I saw the Taoism of my predecessors in thousands of caves, I should have thought that my predecessor was invisible in the holy land of the Arctic. I said to Shimen, "Senior, I'm here to fulfill the promise of that day. There is no reason for me to close the door, right?"

"When did I close the door?" The stone gate disappeared in the darkness, and Jiang Chen was still standing in the cave. In the distance, there was a waveless face of the ancient well.

"The more you are detained, the more you are detained, the more you will deviate." Reverse also took a gentle step and stepped forward to Jiang Chen. "The more you want to get something, the more you will lose."

Jiang Chen shook his head: "Don't you dare to 'get' because you are afraid of 'lost'? If you lose even the idea you long for, it is the real 'lost'.

The reverse is also gloomy.

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "I came here today to offset the Taiqing golden liquid elixir with the Book of Changes."

He also looked at Jiang Chen for a while and sighed, "I didn't expect that the secret Taoist art of Dan Dingliu could resist the death of Huangquan Road and make you come back to life. But if there is no anger neutral in your body, it will be in vain.

"The predecessor's eyes are like a torch, but the process is complicated, and I will slowly explain it in detail."

"No need." Inversely, he said indifferently, "You just need to tell the reason of the Book of Changes and then you can leave. I'm not interested in the rest."

"Aren't you interested in the life-and-death spiral fetus in my body?" Jiang Chen said slowly, "I dare to say that even the mellow internal energy of the predecessors who have been penanced for many years is worse than it in quality."

"Life and death spiral fetus?" The reverse also seems to be a little moved.

Jiang Chen lost no time to add a handful of firewood: "In addition to this, my predecessors will witness with their own eyes how I have gained power." People like Yuntian and Rebellion can no longer be moved by vulgar things. Only strange things can be attractive.

Reverse also stared at Jiang Chen for a long time and sneered, "Do you want to find a free guard?"

"I told you earlier, the eyes of the predecessor are like a torch! Everyone is mutually beneficial and make progress together. Jiang Chen paused and saw that the other party had no objection, so he frankly said that the fascinating fetus had passed through 1510.

"If the spiral tire of life and death can grow, I'm afraid I can even break through Huangquan Road." Jiang Chen runs a spiral tire, and the black and blue two-color tire leaks from the shoulder blade. The breath of the underworld blends with the vibrant water*, like twin twins. The scattered fetus touched the wall of the cave, and the whole rock was inexplicably sunken inward, as if it had been eaten. In the depression, there are neither cracks nor broken essences.

The reverse is also slightly moved, and the sleeves of the robe are rolled up, revealing the pure air, and quickly forming an air mask to the spiral tire of life and death. The fetus seemed to penetrate the air mask effortlessly. At the moment the two touched, part of the air mask disappeared, just like the wall that was eaten. After a while, the spiral fetus slowly dissipated in the hole.

How's it going? Isn't this new power good?" Jiang Chen secretly had a burst of joy, and the spiral tire of life and death was so wonderful that it gently melted the reverse air mask.

"It's not only good, it's simply incredible." Inverted with uncontrollable surprise, he reached out and stroked the stone wall, and his slender jade-like fingers slowly stroked the depression.

"Where did you go without this rock?" Jiang Chen frowned slightly and looked solemn.

He also felt a little strange when he heard what he said. No matter how powerful the spiral fetus is, but if you want to see powder, and if you want to kill people, you will not change things out of thin air, will you?

"Continue to run the life-and-death spiral tire, don't stop." Yiyi suddenly shouted and pressed Jiang Chen's shoulder with both hands. When the spiral tire of life and death leaked out of the shoulder blade, Yiyi's palm trembled gently, and his face suddenly changed dramatically. His ten fingertips disappeared strangely, as if he had been "eaten" into an invisible big mouth.

With a soft hum, his hands came out of the air, and his wrists were like flexible fish swimming, which was extremely magical. For a moment, the fingertips of ten fingers reappeared in his hand, as if he had pulled his fingers back from his invisible mouth.

"Interesting." Inverse also stared at his palms, and his eyes sparkled with a scorching heat. "I haven't had such a feeling of fear for a long time. Yes, it's a very rare experience. Just like being dragged to the underworld little by little, the devil howled and blood flowed into a river.

Jiang Chenqi said, "How could this happen?"

The reverse also showed a mysterious smile: "Now I know where the missing rock, the missing part of the air mask, has gone!"

"Is it?" An incredible idea came to Jiang Chen's heart and shouted in horrment, "Huangquan Road?"

The reverse also nodded slowly: "The spiral fetus of life and death is like artificially opening a heavenly ragu leading to Huangquan Road. When the fetus passes by, all people and things will be sucked into Huangquan."

Jiang Chen can't help but be mixed with joy. He is happy that the life-and-death spiral tire is so powerful that he can send the other party directly to Huangquan Road. He is worried that when he is against the enemy, the life-and-death spiral tire will affect his own people.

"You have just got the spiral of life and death, and you don't have time to understand the mystery of it. It takes time to think about how to restrain, how to release, and how to use it wholeheartedly before you can learn to control it. A wisp of clear air spewed out of the palm of the hand, which condensed into a crystal clear flow, wrapping the leaked spiral of life and death. It's like a crystal ball, wrapped in black and blue.

"You are still far from it now." In reverse, the crystal ball flowed, and the color of the spiral fetus of life and death became lighter and lighter, as if it had been washed away by the running water.

Jiang Chen knows that although the quality of the spiral tire of life and death is high, the amount is too small. Only by thinking of making it stronger and understanding its mystery can it be used to defeat the war. Inverse also said, "Since the spiral fetus of life and death can send people into Huangquan Road, it should also be able to take out things on Huangquan Road."

Jiang Chen's heart beats, and the highest achievement of Danding's secret Taoism has the miraculous effect of rebirth? The spiral fetus refined according to the art should have a similar effect, right? Thinking of this, Jiang Chen's heart is hot. If the spiral fetus of life and death is successful in the future, won't he want anyone to live, and whoever wants to die, and control the whole Huangquan Road in disguise?

"This may not be a good thing for you in a year." He looked at Jiang Chen with a smile, "You are closer to Huangquan Road."

"Thank you for reminding me, I will be careful." Jiang Chen pondered for a moment and began to slowly tell the hexagrams of the Book of Changes.

After saying this, Jiang Chen still felt that some words were not satisfactory for three days. The Book of Changes is easy to learn and difficult to learn, and the derivation and change of various hexagrams are even more ingenious. Not to mention three days, three years may not be able to understand. Yan Caizi listened as if he was intoxicated, sometimes thinking bitterly, sometimes cheering, and the stone wall was full of various hexagrams and changes.

"Before divination with the Book of Changes, the ancients usually bathed, fasted, burned incense, and then chose nyshay or copper coins for divination." Jiang Chenyu told in detail, grabbed three stone ports at will, carved them into copper coins, and threw them six times. "The hexagrams shown often have amazing coincidences with facts, so the Book of Changes is often used for fortune-telling to make money."

"Bathing, fasting and burning incense are all for peace of mind." The rebellious eyes flashed, as if he had thought of something.

"Yes, it's just 'sincerity'!" Jiang Chen stroked his palm and smiled, "My heart is like a pool of clear blue water flowing to another external world. The result of the copper money thrown carefully is the traces of water flowing. From the water marks, you can see through the changes in the outside world.

"So throwing copper money seems to be accidental, but it is actually driven by the spiritual world, and at the same time, it is in line with another external world. The result of the positive and negative results of copper coins, hexagrams, has just become the intersection of both sides!" He stood up and couldn't stop walking back and forth.

"So it seems to be accidental, but it is inevitable. Two independent worlds run separately, at the intersection, but the 'coincidence' we speak of. These coincidences are often said to be good omens and bad omens. During the Warring States Period, Jin Jinggong, the monarch of the State of Jin, fell ill, and the State of Qin sent a magic doctor called Medical Treatment to treat him. Before the magic doctor arrived, Jin Jinggong suddenly had a strange dream: there were two strange-looking villains in the dream, one who said, 'It's broken. The magic doctor is coming to arrest us. What should I do?' Another replied, 'There is a place called plaster under the heart and above the diaphragm. As long as we hide there, the magic doctor can't do anything about us!' Later, the doctor came to the Jin National Assembly for medical treatment and said helplessly to Jin Jinggong, 'I am terminally ill and there is no cure.' Jin Jinggong's dream is actually a mysterious intersection with the disease.

"So dreams are also traces of the flow of the soul." He was also in high spirit and drew a series of hexagrams in the air. Suddenly, he sat down cross-legged and fell into a motionless meditation.

After a few days, the reverse still maintained a fixed posture, and the surrounding air fluctuated, and from time to time condensed a drop of crystal liquid beads, suspended in mid-air, and after a moment, it turned into clouds and smoke and steamed.

Jiang Chen saw that he would not wake up for a while, so he stopped waiting. He tried to form a magic fetus first, and then told him in detail when he completed it.

One leg is slightly bent and independent, one leg is raised to the left, and the toes are inward and obliquely upward. According to the instructions of the moon soul, Jiang Chen put on a dancing posture, and his arms were like weak willows flying into a graceful arc.

"Butter!" Wang Shu said in a low voice that something similar to soybean jumped into Jiang Chen's mouth and melted when he spit.

"What is this? It seems to be a little familiar." Jiang Chen squeaked his mouth and tasted its strange taste.

"It is called the source heart. Do you remember when you just entered the forbidden place of Lingyin School and fell into the pool?

Only then did Jiang Chen recall the scene of just entering the forbidden place and grabbing the harvest at will: "What kind of treasure is Yuanxin? Am I too lucky?"

"The source heart is not a treasure, it can only be called a ' foreign body'. It can resonate with your divine consciousness, bring you into the origin of life of any race, and show the long history of life evolution. Wang Shu's voice became more and more faint, which made me drowsy.

"Come on, close your eyes and don't resist at all..." Wang Shu's voice was like a wisp of smoke floating higher and higher, drifting into another world.

"Boom!" The four sides are bright and sparkling, and the ice-clear moonlight flows into an endless sea of light. Wang Shuhua made a curved moon boat and floated to the depths of Jiang Chen.

"With the source heart, you can enter the origin of integration into Huangquan Road and have a magic fetus."

Wang said soothingly, "The magic fetus needs to be made with your heart."

The high bow turns into a sail, swaying lightly and controlling the direction of drifting. The moonlight flows into a door in front of it.

"Are you ready?" Wang Shu slowly stopped in front of the door and said, "Before entering, you must temporarily put down all the utilitarian ideas and sweep away the darkness in every corner of your heart. Because of the origin of the devil, there is no room for any dirt.

Jiang Chen was stunned for a moment: "Is this possible? I'm not a saint."

"Let's put aside the distracting thoughts for a while, just like Buddha going to the dust stained on the mirror and returning to the original clarity."

Looking at the clear sound of "Ding Dong", the music is clear and transparent, like the sweet spring shining in the moonlight refreshing people's hearts and spleen. I suddenly felt refreshed, like a rain. In the ethereal music, my body and mind gradually became clear and clear.

"Think about it, trace the source, slowly go back to your original heart." Wang Shu sang leisurely, and the sail of the source heart swelled up, driving Wang Shu to rush into the door.

The shining light is dazzling. Jiang Chen couldn't help narrowing his eyes, and the sticky sweat rolled down and flowed into his neck. The sun was blazing. He squinted at the top of a tall locust tree, narrowed his eyes, stretched his neck, and stared at the garden in the towering wall opposite. The girl on the swing is like a flying butterfly, and the laughter scattered all over the garden is the pollen shaken by the butterfly.

Miss Zhang? Jiang Chen looked at her in amazedly, as if it were a dream. The knowledge on the tree shouted vigorously, and the past poured into his mind like a tide, forgetting his doubts about why he was here for a moment.

At the top of the tree and looking at her from afar, the teenager on the tree seemed to be slowly getting old outside the wall.

The wall is really too high.

There are two worlds inside and outside the garden.

So it is also in vain to climb the tallest tree. Therefore, Jiang Chen looks at her day by day and is farther away from her day by day.

The more you want to catch, the more you can't catch it, and the more you can't catch it, the more you want to catch it.

She will never know all this. She would never know that a teenager outside the wall placed all her dreams, all the joys and all the sorrows.

It's like a beautiful butterfly playing in the flowers. You can never know the ugly thing hidden in the shade of the tree. This regret is not deep enough, but light and transparent. This regret can never be replaced, so it can only be filled.

Yes.

When Jiang Chen remembered the word "regret", the music filled his ears and glowed blue all over his body. A long fountain as bright as silver frost scattered from the top of his head, and his body began to change. Nine snow-white jade-like arms stretched gracefully, under which turned into a dancing leg.

"Boom!" I jumped up in the air.

The sky turned into an ocean of moonlight, and Jiang Chen flew to the brightest light source.

Below, it has become a vast and colorful mountain and river in the cloud world. Countless colorful spirits come from all over the world and dance together.

In the quiet crystal desert, in the quiet moonlight strait, in the beautiful ice and snow mountains and rivers, in the magnificent Caixia plateau - we dance!

Because there are too many regrets in life, it is more important to dance beautifully!

Every life in the cloud world will leave more or less regret, and endless regret obsessions give birth to demons. So the power of the devil can wear anywhere, so the devil tries his best to retain the beauty that has passed away.

Jiang Chen followed the devil's flying dance, danced through the wind and land in the north, and danced for a long time. Jiang Chen's hearts and demons are closely connected, experiencing their experience, feeling their hearts, and learning how to dance the buried sadness into a joyful dance.

"The origin of the devil is regret and sublimation." Jiang Chen muttered, as if he had suddenly grasped a shining spiritual light.

There was a loud noise. In an instant, the air was stagnant, and Jiang Chen's whole body was wrapped in a thick cavity. The cavity flashes and flows warm**. The soft wall of the cavity fluctuated rhythmically, and a soft meat tube wrapped around me, connecting my navel, and the moist juice continued to flow into my body.

He is like a baby in the palace, greedily absorbing nutrients, and gradually falls into a peaceful and sweet sleep.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Chen woke up from his deep sleep, and the cave wall of the rock cast a thick shadow. A soybean-sized thing spewed out of the throat and fell to the ground. Broken into scraps. It was the source of his previous heart.

The reverse also stood opposite him, with burning eyes, as if observing a rare animal.

"Is it the source heart?" He picked up the residue on the ground and looked carefully.

"It's the source." Jiang Chen seems to have slept for thousands of years, and his tongue is a little less fluent.

"I once got a source heart in the Lingyin School." He was also distracted and said, "Because of the source heart, I have left 'me' from then on."

Jiang Chen has no time to distinguish the meaning of the reverse.