Chapter 582: The human body is like a boat in the universe, a precious raft to cross the world, a gi

"Are you ready?"

Zhongli looked at the otherworldly Yinglong in front of him, which looked like a pitch-black mountain range and had wings covering the sky.

"Ok!"

Jiang Yi woke up from Xiao's attack, and when he heard the Emperor's voice later, he was ready.

Because of its own peculiarity, this darkness is too deeply entangled with its own body and soul, and can no longer be separated.

Therefore, the final choice is either to be sealed in the cave together with the darkness, sinking in the extremely cold snow-capped mountains, never to come out again; or to seal the darkness in the body, use the body as a prison, walk the world as a terminally ill patient.

Relying on its own strange physiological characteristics and the understanding of the way of creation of heaven and earth, it gradually defeats, controls and digests the darkness.

Jiang Yi naturally chose the second one.

In fact, due to the power of darkness that corrodes and dissolves space, both seals may not last long.

Green wind and flowing light came from afar.

Wendy fell off Tvarin's body.

"The best bard in the world has come to witness the end of the story."

Wendy, with her sky-blue eyes, blinked.

"Don't worry about me, just do what you need to do."

Zhongli folded his hands.

"The idle poet, you are working hard and being serious this time."

"When you used the hurricane barrier to block the poisonous rain, why didn't you cover the west and south sides of the snowy mountain as well?"

Jiang Yi lowered his head silently, trying seriously to break through Du Lin's unfulfilled dream.

"Oh! To cover the entire snow mountain, a mortal like Wendy doesn't have that much energy. Besides, if the energy fluctuations on the side of the snow mountain cause misunderstandings in Liyue, that would be bad." Wendy said with a playful smile, "But someone is more idle than me and is here now."

Zhongli said calmly: "I have a formal job. I am not like a poet who needs to sing and live by himself. I have to hesitate for a long time before buying a bottle of wine."

Wendy retorted: "Someone who claims to have a formal job often asks children to pay for things. It's a bad habit."

Tevarin over there was looking at the sky. It was so blue and the clouds were so white.

Jiang Yi looked at his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, turning a deaf ear to the idle chatter between the elderly people outside.

In the dream, the majestic Arctic Kunlun Mountains gradually broke through the darkness, and golden contracts were held in the hands of the soul sitting on the top of the mountain.

"I will grant you a dream of the mortal world, Durin."

He opened his hand, and a winged black dragon of disaster appeared in his palm. It was the condensation of the dark dream and the condensation of Durin's memory.

The final contract was fulfilled, and this dream sank into his palm, waiting for Jiang Yi's promise.

It was as if the nightmare that was weighing on me had left.

Jiang Yi's true body was in Yinglong's heart, and his vision became black and white.

The whites of his eyes were translucent, his pupils were like the night, twinkling with stars, and the pupil in the center was dark and deep, swallowing up the light like a black hole.

His face was sickly pale, like a cancer patient.

His lips were crimson, and he had red lips, white teeth, and a frail appearance like a dandy young man.

But anyone who saw those eyes would not regard him as the real Master Xu.

Jiang Yi frowned slightly and let out a muffled groan.

After waking up from the dream, endless pain surged. The dream was like a barrier of consciousness that blocked the pain. Now that it disappeared, the war horn of the battle between the all-devouring darkness and the body's digestive power could be heard and felt clearly.

The golden finger brought by the human body during the time travel shows a kind of law-like greatness.

Just like a gear, it moves rapidly under the influence of external forces. The human body, which is composed of a precise system of nine gears, is overloaded and heated, and runs with a rumbling sound.

Each system is a big gear with countless small gears inside, and the gears are different cells.

The cells were devoured by the darkness, but the remaining surviving cells drained their own vitality and the dragon's vitality. The transformation in an instant seemed like thousands of years, and the time and space between the two worlds flowed by.

The various elements, the energy of the earth veins, and the true qi have long since transformed the cells of ordinary people into the pinnacle of mortals. At this moment, they are being reconstructed, assimilated, learned, consumed, and devoured to fight against the darkness.

Thus, batches of cells die, and on a base of trillions, a new cell that can resist longer is born, evolving a sword formation that can reach the sky and open up the universe.

Then the information exchanges throughout the body, and all cells in the body change and destroy one by one. After the trillions of evolution of the survivors, new cells that can better fight against darkness are evolved.

If the human body is the universe, it is the struggle of countless worlds and creatures. In the dark and doomsday environment, they extract energy, evolve themselves, and fight against natural disasters.

Hunger is a lack of energy and a warning from the body.

The physical body is a precious raft for traversing the world, with one system as the core and eight systems as auxiliary, connecting and utilizing energy to strengthen the hull.

The evolved cells replace the old cells, just like the evolved gears replace the old gears, so the body changes,

This is a constantly updated Ship of Theseus, an increasingly powerful human hull.

Now, it sails in the darkness, relying on the vitality of crimson dragon blood to fight against the dark world and rebuild itself in the midst of destruction.

The pain that feels like being shattered into pieces stirs up my sensitive nerves.

The iron consciousness almost collapsed.

"Mystical power, the illusion of the mind, the reincarnation of illusions."

Use illusions to paralyze your mind, use illusions to hypnotize your senses, reduce the boundless pain to a bearable level, and re-temper your will.

The sharpness of the sword and the sharpness of the sword's intent depend on the heart and the human will.

Use the sea of ​​pain to sharpen the sword, and the soul will change from stone to gem.

Jiang Yi twitched the corners of his mouth, his face pale and bloodless.

"This time, if Hall Master Hu sees me, I'm afraid that the service I've booked for the Hall of Rebirth will have to be carried out in advance."

A gasp, expressed on the dark Yinglong, was a rolling storm, blowing the ocean.

Wendy and Zhongli, old friends from the Seven Kingdoms of the Mortal Realm, have concluded their cordial exchange.

"For the sleeping black dragon, I offer a song from the sky."

Wendy looked at Jiang Yi and laughed, "If you can't help it, just have a drink."

He flew high into the sky, caressing the strings of the sky's harp as if he were caressing a lover.

The golden body of the piano reflects the moonlight, and the green strings vibrate to produce pleasant sounds.

Light feathers flying in the wind.

Dark fate, light up.

The pitch-black Yinglong, which was one with the night, closed its scarlet eyes of doom, but Jiang Yi's eyes were wide open, gazing at the sea and sky.

Zhongli opened his arms.

Then, heaven and earth shook.

"Gold and jade are gifts to the four corners of heaven and earth."

"Rocks are the bones drawn from the universe."

"Stones are like jades hidden in the vast wilderness, yet bright."

The world of heaven and earth, the center of the earth.

The rock elementals came in compliance with the imperial edict.

Eight golden-brown rock ridges that looked like pillars of heaven appeared in all directions of the pitch-black Yinglong that Jiang Yi had transformed into.

The Eight Trigrams and Eight Gates, a sealing technique that is more complex and sophisticated than the one at Wuwangpo in Liyue, was performed by Zhongli.

The ground turned golden, and gilded immortal runes flowed in all directions, forming the shape of Tai Chi Yin Yang Bagua, condensing into a vast golden talisman like a totem.

Eight rock ridges glowed with golden light, spreading in arcs to both sides.

The spaces between the two were instantly connected by a golden curtain, forming a circular golden light curtain that surrounded the dark Yinglong.

The golden sky continued to rise like a dazzling column of light.

Connected to the sky above and the earth below

Pieces of ancient seal characters and patterns of rock element talismans floated up and down, flickering and moving.

The power of darkness.

The Emperor had seen those monsters in the past, suppressed and killed those black blood and filth, so naturally he did some research on them later.

Otherwise, the "black meteorite iron" would not be given as a reward for the "Zhenlei Lianshan Secret Palace - Ancient Thunder Trial Field".

The all-consuming darkness could distort life and even taint his power.

But the filth was not eliminated after all, and the darkness in Jiang Yi's body was not so much that it could destroy the world.

The rocks and stars will be swallowed by the darkness of the universe, but that is also a long process.

As a temporary seal, it is enough to buy Jiang Yi time to defeat the darkness.

"Lianshan returns to Tibet."

As soon as Zhong Li opened his mouth, golden mountain patterns connected into one piece, transforming into a method to hide all things and seal the heaven and earth.

This was a seal he tailored for Jiang Yi after he learned about Jiang Yi's practice. He used Jiang Yi's former Eight Gates Locking Body and the secret of Lianshan Guizang to create a dark cage.

Of course, the premise of all this is that the protagonist's consciousness has not been swallowed by the darkness and has not gone crazy, otherwise, he would choose a simpler method.

The thick yellow sky appeared within the light curtain like an inverted continent.

The awe-inspiring divine power tilted down.

That is the Central Yellow Sky and the Five Directions Gods.

As the ancestor of all immortals, the magic used by Zhongli has incredible power.

The light curtain shrank downward.

The mountain-sized golden rock prison that imprisoned the dark, world-destroying Yinglong began to shrink after it was successfully built.

The Rock Prison method was once used to deal with sea beasts of all sizes in the sea. It has the ability to change size, and shrink and expand.

"Capture the spirits and subdue the ghosts, and let the true qi flow."

"Exorcise evil spirits and bind demons, and clear the mind both inside and out."

Zhongli drove the Bagua magic circle that condensed on the ground and in the sky and kept rotating.

Up to now, he has only used the power of Zhongli, the holder of the Eye of God of Rock Element, and some immortal arts and mortal magic that the holder of the Eye of God can use, so it is not considered a violation of the previous contract.

Jiang Yi is also the descendant of the immortal family, not a mortal from Liyue Harbor.

A colorful rock color appeared on the dark Yinglong's body.

The entire dragon's body appeared to be petrified, and thick rock force like a layer of crust covered the darkness beneath the earth.

Jiang Yi stood motionless, watching the endless golden light converge into his body.

The acupuncture points and meridians on the body lit up, the rushing darkness was covered with gold, runes and ancient seal culture formed a thin long river chain, the locks of the Eight Trigrams and the Eight Gates, the secret of Lianshan Guizang, were constructed on the pitch-black human body.

Ordinary people would not be able to withstand such rock elemental power, and would become lifeless stone sculptures.

But as Jiang Yi breathed in the dust and felt the stiffness of his body, he actually felt the vitality of the rock.

The central yellow sky shines on the stomach from the top of the head, the five gods of the five directions pull the chains to station the five internal organs, the eight trigrams lock the limbs and bones, and the Lianshan Guizang locks the meridians and acupoints.

All the strength in his body was blocked by the power of petrification, and the darkness was buried under the thick golden dust.

The rock inside the body is solid and has the color of gold and jade.

The huge, pitch-black Yinglong had its wings, head, tail and body nailed to the rock ridges, its body petrified. The rocks bound its flesh and claws, turning it into a stone sculpture that was shaking and struggling inside.

That is a dark force, an instinctive resistance and rejection.

Jiang Yi's power was sealed, and the dark Dharma image returned to his body. The power of blessing and protection was still in the filth, and he needed to find Ying to purify it and get pure wind and water elements for protection.

Today his body is extremely strong, comparable to that of an immortal, but under the influence of petrification, his limbs are stiff and his movements make him look like an old man.

Almost... about to hit the ground.