After the meal and wine, almost all the people in the tavern dispersed, and many people began to walk towards Taixuan Peak, Yang Rui ate the last peanut, bought another pot of wine, picked up the wine bottle after settling the account, and walked towards Taixuan Peak with a small tune.
"Hey, Zhen grip, there's a chance to drink together again," Su Yu greeted loudly.
Yang Rui waved his hand with his back to him.
"Sister, do you say that this person is a big fool, I have been laughing at him, and he is still stupid to follow me stupidly" Su Yi smiled proudly.
The man in white wanted to laugh, but he couldn't laugh, so he could only choose to ignore it, just looked at Yang Rui's back, and the corners of his mouth raised a slight arc.
Su Yue looked at Yang Rui's distant figure in a daze, and her eyebrows couldn't help frowning slightly.
"Hallucinations."
She shook her head, the figure seemed to be on her mind lately.
"Little sister, what's wrong?"
asked Su Yan.
"It's fine."
She waved her hand, she always felt that this figure was somewhat similar to the figure in her head, and even the voice was somewhat similar, but this was just her guess, and it was difficult to ask.
At the foot of Taixuan Peak, countless crowds gathered here, and a majestic statue came to life, dressed in a white robe, holding a sword behind him in one hand, and holding a gold bottle in the other hand and looking up at the void.
The charm is flowing, and the divine power still exists.
The statue caster is definitely a first-class master, who can integrate the charm and divine power of the person into the statue for a long time, and the momentum is undiminished, which is absolutely impossible for people to do.
Shock.
Yang Rui can only use these two words to describe his heart.
Countless people put away their weapons, restrained their breath, took a deep breath, and then closed their eyes and walked towards Taixuan Peak step by step, looking like a believer, extremely pious.
Yang Rui stepped in, stood in front of the statue and watched quietly, drinking and having fun.
From time to time, people on the mountain peak walked down the side of the mountain road, and there was a touch of disappointment on their faces.
"Over the years, it's hard to understand the true meaning of Taixuan, and I don't know what this Taixuan Zhenren thinks," a young man sighed.
"You said, the news that the Taixuan Washing Pulp Sutra is hidden in this Taixuan Peak is true or false, and I haven't seen anyone comprehend it for so many years," someone questioned.
"Hmph, how can a character like Taixuan Zhenren deceive us and others, the Taixuan Purifying Pulp Sutra must exist, but how can this kind of secret technique be comprehended by ordinary people" One shook his head.
"I waited to come, mainly to understand the traces of the Tao left by Taixuan Zhenren when he realized the Tao, Taixuan Washing the Marrow Sutra, forget it, this kind of secret technique can only be comprehended by the assets of the sky and the supreme luck."
"Taixuan Peak opens once a year, three days at a time, if it is open all year round, no one will comprehend the Taixuan Sutra" When Yang Rui heard this, he was not too interested, but he was more interested in the Dao marks left by Taixuan Zhenren.
Taking a sip and putting the wine jug away, Yang Rui walked slowly towards Taixuan Peak.
In the process of moving forward, subconsciously, Yang Rui felt that the whole person fell into a subtlety when he entered the peak.
Taixuan Peak was wrapped in a large array, and he was sure.
Since the site of the Taixuan Sect is here, it is understandable that a large array will seal the mountain. terrible The person who set up the formation should be the legendary Taixuan Zhenren, and this is the first time he has seen such a technique.
The moment he stepped into Taixuan Peak, everything began to change in front of his eyes.
Phantom Array. and the phantom array outside Sanssouci Pond are all generous.
Everywhere his fingertips touched, everything was an entity, but these entities underwent a series of changes with the change of Yang Rui's footsteps.
What he sees with his eyes, what he touches, whether it is true or false, Yang Rui is difficult to distinguish, his divine sense is not weak, but at this time, it seems to be completely blocked, and it can't spread at all.
In front of and behind him were people going up the mountain, all with their eyes closed, as if they were going up by feeling.
Yang Rui reached out to touch them, but found that these people were all illusory, their hands naturally passed through their bodies, and they were still moving forward.
Do you really have to close your eyes?
Yang Rui hesitated, then followed the example of others, took a deep breath, completely retracted his breath, put himself in a state of detachment, and then walked aimlessly towards the front.
After walking for a long time, he finally had a little gain, and he understood why these people had to close their eyes and go up.
Born from the heart, in the illusion, what you see is not necessarily real, more or even completely virtual, the illusion is originally changed according to the person's state of mind, and if you look at it with your heart, you will obviously be in another state.
Yang Rui smiled, and there were no more distracting thoughts in his heart.
He closed his eyes tightly, walking aimlessly on the mountain peak, walking and walking, he seemed to have entered another state, in his consciousness he opened his eyes, in front of him, he saw an old man in a white robe, holding a gold bottle in his right hand and a sword in his left hand.
"Taixuan Zhenren" His eyes lit up, and he reached out to touch it, but it was still just a shadow.
Yang Rui followed closely, the old man stepped down, although the peak was steep, but it was like walking on the ground, he walked with steps, exuding a subtle fluctuation around his body, the road marks were intertwined on the peak wall, the power was inexplicable, and it was shocking.
He walked faster and faster, Yang Rui's speed could no longer keep up, he wanted to use Qi, only then did he realize that his Qi seemed to be sealed, and he couldn't use it at all.
He wanted to wake up, but he couldn't.
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When it was over, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he was deeply trapped in an illusion, unable to extricate himself "Old man, wait for me" He couldn't help but shout subconsciously, but the old man walked forward with his sword and didn't pay attention to him at all.
"Three cups lead to the avenue, one bucket is natural" An old voice sounded, in the middle of the peak, the old man stopped, just drank three cups, the long sword in his hand flew out, the sword qi was unparalleled, and between the two together, the four big words of "Avenue Nature" were engraved on the peak wall The four-character road marks are intertwined, the sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and Yang Rui is almost trapped in it at a glance, and the sword intent is terrifying.
Not daring to look any more, he hurriedly followed.
Unconsciously, Yang Rui seemed to have walked a lot, and looking back, there was a vast area below, covered by clouds and mist, and there was no bottom in sight.
Among the four fields, eight majestic peaks stand in a forest, the momentum is like a rainbow, like eight big dragons entrenched in the sky, majestic and magnificent Yang Rui didn't rub it, he followed closely, and at this moment, a shadow appeared in front of him, it was none other than Shangguan Yiyi who was dressed in white, with smooth jade feet, a red rope at the ankle of his left foot, and the white-skinned lotus feet stepped lightly on the humble peak, leaving a shallow footprint.
On her body, Yang Rui felt a hint of vague aura, and it was the intertwining of Dao marks.
She closed her eyes tightly, just like what Yang Rui saw when she first came, like a walking corpse walking aimlessly among the peaks, following the Dao shadow of Taixuan Zhenren.
"Hey, beauty," Yang Rui waved at her, but the former didn't pay any attention to him.
It's a phantom again
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