Chapter 1745 Understanding the Heavenly Book

No matter what Guan Ruoruo said, to find the soul technique that can advance to the Spirit Severing Stage, only the Wordless Heavenly Book of the Heavenly Soul Sect is indispensable. Ye Chunyang naturally has no reason to give up halfway.

Guan Ruoruo knew that Ye Chunyang had made up his mind, and after telling him some things he knew about the Wordless Heavenly Book, he said goodbye and left.

After parting at Tianxuan Mountain, the young man survived a desperate situation. Guan Ruoruo knew that he was not an ordinary person, and perhaps he could really gain something from the Wordless Heavenly Book.

It was getting late at night.

The weather was a little cool. Ye Yao and Lin Yu had returned to their rooms respectively, and Ye Chunyang was meditating in seclusion in the quiet room.

The clone Xiaobao was running the Origin Heavenly Scripture opposite to transfer spiritual energy to him, while he was sensing the Yuanshen in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The golden soul was almost a physical entity, and it was obviously at the peak of the Out-of-Body Stage. The only thing missing was an opportunity to step into the Spirit Severing Stage.

This time when he came to Tianhun Sect, he first encountered the top soul cultivators in the Spirit Division Stage. For example, Daoling Zhenren cultivated to the state where the soul and the world are one, which is the pinnacle.

Before entering the Demon God Realm, Ye Chunyang only relied on the ancient method "Soul Refining Technique" obtained from the human world to strengthen his soul. He did not know the use of soul skills, nor did he know that the soul also had different realms. He was looking forward to whether he could comprehend the cultivation method of advancing to the Spirit Division Stage in the wordless heavenly book of Tianhun Sect.

If he could successfully advance, he would be one step closer to ascending to the spirit world.

…

It was also late at night.

While Ye Chunyang was quietly waiting to comprehend the wordless heavenly book, the scene in Kunlun Ruins, Zhongzhou, hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Demon Realm, was completely different.

In the simple Taoist temple on the top of the peak, Haode Zhenren placed his whisk in front of him, his eyes slightly closed, and a faint spiritual light circulated around him.

The Taoist robes he wore were simple, but spotless. Sitting in the Taoist temple, he had an air of immortality, like a banished immortal.

After an unknown amount of time, Master Haode suddenly opened his eyes.

The cold wind blew around, and the candlelight in the Taoist temple flickered. Master Haode was awe-inspiring, and his eyes were sharp.

"Your distinguished guest has arrived, why don't you show up and have a chat." He looked at a place in the void, with a cold light in his eyes.

"I didn't expect there would be a person like you in the lower world." The void was silent for a long time, and a faint voice came, the Taoist temple lit up, and a figure vaguely emerged.

It was a handsome young man.

He was dressed in a green robe, with an outstanding temperament, his eyes as bright as the starry sky, and his head was full of majesty that looked down on all living beings.

When Master Haode heard the young man's words, he stood up and said, "You are from the lower world... Could it be you?"

"Since you have already guessed it, why ask more? I am here only to borrow something from you." The young man's eyes were like stars, with a bit of arrogance.

Master Haode's expression changed drastically. Under the strong breath of the young man, he couldn't help but lower his body slightly and said, "I wonder what you want?"

In front of this mysterious young man, Master Haode, who stood proudly at the top of the human race in the demon god world, couldn't help but feel in awe.

Because he knew that the young man was a powerful existence from the upper world, and the creatures in the lower world were as small as ants in his eyes.

The young man looked down at Master Haode with contempt in his eyes.

This is an innate arrogance. Any cultivator from the lower world is insignificant to him.

After a long time, the young man suddenly chuckled, slowly stretched out a hand, and said, "I want Kunlun Ruins!"

Master Haode raised his head suddenly, his body trembled wildly, and his magic power was generated.

But soon an overwhelming spiritual pressure descended, and his eyes opened wide, as if he had lost his soul, and his body did not move.

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Demon Realm.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

The atmosphere in Tianhun Sect was a little weird.

Many disciples gathered in a certain courtyard, looking around and whispering.

They all knew that there was an outsider monk who came to Tianhun Sect three days ago living in front of this courtyard, and they also heard some news about these three people.

It is said that Taoist Master Dao Ling personally met the young man that day, and the two talked for a long time, and then several elders treated them with courtesy.

The disciples of Tianhun Sect were all guessing the identity of this young man. Some said that he was the successor of Taoist Master Dao Ling who was accepted at the foot of the mountain, and some said that he was the offspring of a certain elder. For a while, there were many different opinions and they were full of curiosity about the young man.

What was even more strange was that Taoist Master Dao Ling's direct disciple Guan Ruoruo seemed to have close contacts with the three people recently, and it was obvious that he had a close relationship with them.

Guan Ruoruo is gifted and beautiful. After being taken back to Tianhun Sect, she almost became the goddess in the eyes of all the young male disciples. I don't know how many young talents admire her, but they have never been able to enter Guan Ruoruo's heart.

Now this woman who is regarded as the shining pearl of Tianhun Sect is actually having an ambiguous relationship with the mysterious young man, which makes all the young disciples feel uneasy.

So some people couldn't help but plan to provoke him in the courtyard to find out the truth about the young man.

But what was unexpected was that the young man did not show up. Instead, after they provoked him, he was violently beaten out of the door by a 17 or 18-year-old girl.

The weakness of soul cultivators is that they cannot fight in close combat, but the violent girl seems to have a very strong body. The weakness of soul cultivators has become her strength. Therefore, those who came up within the out-of-body stage were beaten black and blue by the girl and thrown out of the courtyard one after another.

As a result, although the young soul cultivators were suspicious, they dared not rush into the courtyard again, so as not to be beaten miserably by the girl again.

At noon on the fourth day, Ye Chunyang was just coming out of the quiet room when a figure walked up to him.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, Grand Elder Dao Ling is already waiting in the Heavenly Soul Hall, and he has specially ordered me to take you there." Mu Kui said with a smile.

Ye Chunyang's mind moved. Is he finally going to the Heavenly Soul Palace to comprehend the Wordless Heavenly Book?

He explained to Ye Yao and others, then nodded with a smile and said: "Elder Lao, please lead the way."

Mukui didn't say anything, and flew away in the clouds.

Ye Chunyang followed behind.

After crossing several lush green peaks, Mu Kui took Ye Chunyang to the outside of a majestic ancient palace. The entire hall was made of ancient bronze, with carved dragons and painted buildings. It was majestic and had the words "Tianhun Palace" written on it.

At this time, the door of the palace opened, and standing inside was an elegant middle-aged man, who was none other than Dao Ling.

"You came."

Master Dao Ling looked back with a smile in his eyes.

Ye Chunyang smiled and nodded easily.

"Let's take a look. This is the wordless heavenly book of our Heavenly Soul Sect. All the soul skills are contained in it. Fellow Taoists can choose any piece to comprehend it, but the chance is only once. If you don't succeed in comprehending it after choosing it, the rest will be lost. The Wordless Heavenly Book will also reject you, and then you will not be able to find other enlightenment from the Wordless Heavenly Book." Master Dao Ling pointed to the front and said.

Ye Chunyang looked up and saw seven gray stone tablets suspended in the hall, about seven inches high, emitting wisps of faint light. When he got close to them, he felt huge pressure coming on them.

The surface of these stone tablets is as smooth as a mirror, without any text or patterns, but they give people a sense of majesty and majesty, as if there are endless mysteries contained in them.

"Is this the Wordless Heavenly Book?" Ye Chunyang's eyes flickered and he looked at the middle piece. It seemed that it should be the piece that Guan Ruoruo said was easier to understand.

"How about it? Which piece of the Wordless Heavenly Book did you choose, fellow Taoist?" Master Dao Ling asked with a smile.

Ye Chunyang stepped forward, his eyes slowly passing over the seven stone tablets, feeling silently in his heart.

At this time, he did not release his spiritual thoughts, but relied on his spiritual feelings. When his eyes passed by the fourth wordless heavenly book, he paused slightly. According to Guan Ruoruo's words, the fourth wordless heavenly book gave him insights. The chance of using the technique was greater, but for some reason, Ye Chunyang felt that it might not be the case.

After pondering for a moment, he crossed the fourth stone tablet.

"Buzz."

Suddenly, there was a clear sound in the sea of ​​consciousness. Ye Chunyang's soul was about to move, and his eyes suddenly fell on the last stone tablet.

This stone tablet was the same as other wordless heavenly books. On the surface, there was no abnormality. However, what surprised Ye Chunyang was that when he observed the stone tablet, there seemed to be a strange resonance in his soul.

He took a step forward and walked under the stone tablet.

"Do you want Fellow Daoist Ye to understand this wordless heavenly book?" Mu Kui said in a loss of voice.

When Master Dao Ling saw Ye Chunyang's behavior, his face became a little weird.

"Is there anything wrong with this wordless heavenly book?" Ye Chunyang frowned, and the two of them looked obviously wrong.

Mu Kui's eyes flickered and he looked at Master Dao Ling.

"There is nothing wrong with this wordless heavenly book." Master Dao Ling chuckled and said, "But if fellow Taoist chooses it, I still have to tell you something."

"What's the matter?" Ye Chunyang asked.

Master Dao Ling smiled and said: "To be honest with you fellow Taoist, these seven wordless heavenly books of our sect were left by the great powers of ancient times. There have always been people in our sect who have comprehended the spiritual arts in the six stone tablets, and the third The four pieces are the best among them, but this seventh piece... Ever since the wordless heavenly book was handed down, no one except the first generation ancestor of our sect can understand the techniques inside. "

"Oh?" Ye Chunyang was a little surprised.

Is there something else magical about this seventh wordless book?

As if he knew what Ye Chunyang was thinking, Master Dao Ling shrugged and said: "No one knows if there is anything unusual in this book. Taoist friends have not yet begun to understand it. You can choose another one."

Ye Chunyang looked at several pieces respectively, and finally turned to the seventh stone tablet, his eyebrows slightly condensed.

At this time, his soul still showed strange phenomena, which was not seen when he looked at other stone tablets.

Ye Chunyang immediately smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I will choose this monument."

Seeing Ye Chunyang's insistence, Master Dao Ling didn't say anything. He chuckled and said, "In that case, fellow Taoist can start to realize it now, but I would like to ask fellow Taoist to come up with the method of cultivating the spiritual power of primordial spirit."

Paying the money with one hand and delivering the goods with the other, Master Dao Ling was not polite at all.

Ye Chunyang had no objection to this. He threw a jade slip to the other party and walked towards the seventh stone tablet.

Bursts of gray light radiated from the stone tablet, like a Hongmeng luster, ancient and mysterious. He closed his eyes, and a clear sound came out from the sea of ​​consciousness. His spiritual consciousness turned into substance and headed straight for the stone tablet like a tide.

"This boy's consciousness is so powerful."

Seeing this extremely condensed consciousness, a hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of Dao Ling and Mu Kui.

On Dao Ling's face, the smile visibly faded, revealing a solemn look.

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