Chapter 40: Indulgence

The candle flame flickered, causing the text on the book page to flicker in and out. A wolf-brush regular script soaked in ink fell down and was picked up again. He made several attempts to write, but never managed to write a single word.

Yinfeng sighed, put down his pen, closed the "Golden Record of the Emperor" in front of him, and pushed out the door.

The moon is half-curved.

Outside the pavilion is a cliff with a sharp mountain wind, occasionally mixed with the roar of a night owl. The outline of the mountains is like splashed ink, and the Minjiang River breaks out of the valley and runs majestically southward, like a sparkling jade belt that spans the sky and the earth.

Yin Feng stood on the railing, looking up at the half-moon in the night sky. I really don't know why tonight suddenly came, and my heart was full of waves. The half-moon was like a hook, and how many past events in the reincarnation were hooked up?

The wind whistled extremely sharply, the clouds were thick, the night sky was like a gauze net, and there were no stars. There was a faint wind halo around the crescent moon, and there was a faint crimson color, and the long night sky seemed to be weeping and singing.

Yinfeng secretly calculated that the eighth day of the 10th lunar month would be auspicious, good for marriage and travel. It was still the same unchanging result. Regardless of Ziwei Dou Shu, innate hexagrams, or Feng Shui and the Five Elements, Yinfeng could not figure out what was abnormal today.

place.

Looking at the desolate night, he suddenly felt that the scene in front of him was shaking slightly and was a little blurry. There was a faint warmth on his cheeks, as if tears were flowing again. He stretched out his hand to wipe it, and his face was as smooth as jade, but there was nothing there.

. Yinfeng sighed secretly in his heart. Since the night, he has been so restless, and it has begun to affect his perception and consciousness.

Compared with when he first woke up, he has learned a lot about the world. He is naturally gifted and smart. In just a few years, he has a general grasp of the world, the distribution of forces in the world, and some basic human etiquette.

As he became more sophisticated in the world, he gradually lost his almost instinctive understanding and practice of the way of heaven.

At that time, Yinfeng knew what he should do when and where, but he had almost no idea why he did it. But now, he understood the world and understood the truth, but he completely lost his direction and completely lost his direction.

I don't know what to do anymore.

Why? Why?

Perhaps this is what is said in the annotation of "Shanghuang Jinlu" that "the spiritual platform is covered with dirt, and the desires of the gods are covered with dust"?

Now that he has lost his tranquility, a hole seems to be torn open in the depths of his spiritual consciousness. One after another, the past events are pushing out, drowning the stone in his heart for a moment, especially the waves from the front and the back are pouring in endlessly. Looking back on all the past events, this time

His understanding at that time was different from that at that time. His heart was beating faster and faster, and every beat was hitting his chest hard.

Yinfeng's figure suddenly disappeared, and reappeared in front of the cliff a moment later, but this time there was a jar of strong wine beside him. Yinfeng lifted the jar of wine, waved his palm like a knife, cut off the mud seal at the mouth of the jar, and raised

He opened his mouth and drank half the jar of strong wine in just a few gulps! He suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a strong smell of alcohol that was almost burning. He waved his sleeves to wipe away the alcohol stains around his mouth. He felt that the waves in his heart were like the tidal wave of an angry sea.

The depression lies across the chest, and it wants to burst out several times, but it is firmly sealed in the chest by an invisible barrier, preventing it from being vented.

Yinfeng raised his hand and pointed, and a golden lotus flower appeared out of thin air in front of the cliff. The lotus heart was blazing with fire. He stepped onto the lotus flower, and with his mind moving, he rose into the night. Only a little stream of light was seen climbing rapidly, like

Comet reverses the sky.

In the strong mountain wind, Yin Feng raised the altar and drank heavily. This drink was like a whale swallowing, like a tide, half the jar of strong wine merged into a line, and rushed straight into his belly! The wine splashed everywhere, wetting his hair and clothes. Yin Feng

I just felt a blazing flame igniting from my Dantian and heading straight towards the sky. It was an indescribable joy. I couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar, the sound could be heard for hundreds of miles!

He activated the longevity lotus under his feet, and his whole body turned into a golden light, which instantly circled the peak three times and soared into the sky!

That clear roar still echoed in the peaks and lingered for a long time.

At the top of Qingcheng Mountain, four real people of the Xu generation in Qingxu Palace were gathering to discuss matters. Hearing the faint whistling sound, Xu Tian couldn't help but frowned and said: "It's Yin Feng! Did something happen to him? Or should I follow him?"

have a look?"

Xu Xuan heard the whistling sound, stroking his beard and closing his eyes to meditate. After a moment, he said: "It seems that he is just agitated. Yinfeng always relies on luck to act according to nature, and most of them don't follow common sense. We can't break the key, and in the end

The best thing is to let nature take its course. Let him go."

Xu Tian frowned and said: "He acts recklessly. If he never comes back, what will happen to the "Golden Record of the Emperor"?"

Xu Xuan said calmly: "That can only be said to be destiny. I think Yinfeng will return to the mountain after his mood calms down. It's best not to disturb him at this time. Let's continue to read these pages of "The Golden Record of the Emperor"!

There are three slightly yellowed pages placed on the desk where the four real people are sitting around. There are many small words written next to the text, and many more comments have been added in the headers and footers of the upper and lower pages. These comments are in very fresh ink, and it seems that they are very fresh.

It must have been written recently. These three pages are the three pages from the original "Golden Record of the Emperor" which is regarded as a treasure by Qingxu Palace.

The howling sound not only echoed among the peaks, but also penetrated deep into the ground.

Under the illumination of the flickering torch, an extremely sharp, paper-thin three-inch silver knife suddenly trembled slightly, and the cut mark under the knife that should have been absolutely straight immediately had an almost invisible bend.

The hand holding the knife was white and slender, as delicate as a woman's. The hand froze slightly, then retracted it, and threw the silver knife on the stone platform with a clang.

Xian Wu looked at the almost flawless jade leg with various cuts in front of him with regret, and could only sigh. He waved his hand, and a wisp of cold wind blew up the jade leg and the blood stains on the stone platform, sweeping them away.

In the underground spring that passes around the platform, the water in the underground spring is rapid, carrying this bright red water away and disappearing into the darkness.

Xuanyu pulled off the blood-stained white cloth on his body, soaked naked into the hot spring in the corner of the stone hall, looked up at the ceiling of the stone hall, first pinched his fingers and counted silently for a moment, and then cursed loudly: "Fuck your mother! This is

The auspicious days of the zodiac, the howling of ghosts in the middle of the night, etc., made me unstable, and I wasted such a good piece of material! But then again, your howling is really extraordinary, and such a thick mountain wall can't stop it

, if you fail to cultivate and become an immortal, you will be reborn as a mourner in the next life, but you will really not starve to death!"

He cursed for a whole moment before letting out a breath of bad breath. However, the entire formation of the cave was designed for him, so these curses could only linger in the cave hall and could not penetrate the four walls of the cave entrance.

Compared with the momentum of the roaring wind coming through the mountain, there is a world of difference.

After shouting for a while, Wuwu seemed to be a little tired, and his delicate and fair skin gradually turned red under the hot spring water. He stroked his skin gently, and his rapidly rising chest gradually calmed down. He closed his eyes.

Lifting your eyes, your whole body sank into the spring water with tiny bubbles, and you slowly relaxed.

At this moment, a small piece of gravel suddenly fell from the air and fell into the hot spring with a splash, splashing a few drops of spring water on the face of nothingness.

Void's eyes suddenly opened, and the light shone uncertainly in a pair of dark pupils. In an instant, the black color faded away, and the thick blood surged up, occupying the entire pupils in an instant. For a time, the entire cave hall was filled with a layer of dark red light, as if

Everything was stained with blood.

A hand that was sinking under the water slowly lifted up and opened it bit by bit in front of his eyes.

In the palm of my hand, there is the piece of gravel that just fell into the water. There is a small piece of bright red color painted on the corner of the stone. It looks like a natural color. I don’t know what kind of pigment it is painted with. Although it has been soaked in water, it has not faded at all.

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Xianwu closed his eyes and held his breath, then opened them again after a moment, and once again looked at the small piece of gravel in his palm. The small piece of bright red on the gravel became more and more brilliant, and it appeared in the dim light of the cave.

There was something strange about it. Wuwu exhaled a breath of turbid air and raised his head to look at the top of the cave.

The ceiling of the cave was densely covered with spells, the four walls, and even the ground were the same. Together, they formed a three-corpse-locking formation. Like a heaven and earth net, they tightly held the three souls and seven souls of nothingness. There was no gap for them to take advantage of. This made him very special.

With Xuxuan's consent, he couldn't even get out of the cave.

Xuanwu's eyes were like lightning, and he only searched the abbot's place, and in an instant he had locked on a place in the center of the three corpses' soul-locking formation. A small corner was missing from the bright red spell, which happened to be exactly the same as the gravel in Xuanwu's hand.

Wuwu suddenly stood up from the hot spring, his eyes were full of blood, and he slowly floated into the air. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, stood there with his head bowed for a moment, and then shouted loudly, with a sound like thunder, and suddenly waved his hands upward!

If there were substantial blood streaks seeping out of his body, it would instantly spread to every angle of the cave, colliding with the three-corpse soul-locking formation from all directions!

At this impact, there was no light or thunder, but the majestic natural stone hall seemed to jump suddenly!

This sound and a simple movement almost exhausted all the real energy in Xianwu's body. He stood frozen in the air, with a streak of bright blood flashing under his skin from time to time, and the veins on the side of his neck were beating rapidly.

Suddenly there were several soft crackling sounds in the silence, and several more gravels fell from the cave roof. Although the three-corpse soul-locking formation only damaged six or seven of the hundreds of spells, in the eyes of nothingness

, this formation is really riddled with holes and vulnerable to a single blow.

In the long laughter that was almost crazy, debris from the cave roof fell like rain. In just an instant, all three corpses locked in the formation were destroyed.

The void stood motionless in the void, his eyes were tightly closed, and his skin was green and white. After changing ten colors in succession, it slowly returned to its former whiteness and tenderness. He laughed sinisterly, and his delicate and feminine features were somewhat

Distorted, there was no black or white in his eyes, only blood mist filled the air, almost seeping out of his eyes.

He leaned forward, fell to the ground, and walked towards the exit of the stone hall. When he reached the exit, his body trembled slightly, hesitated for a moment, and finally took that step!

After taking this step, nothingness naturally left the stone hall. This time, he was unscathed. There was no soul-rending pain in the past, nor was there a danger of being extinguished and unable to reincarnate.

Xu Xuan stood there for a long time, then a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said to himself: "Xu Xuan, Xu Xuan, you have imprisoned me for many years, but you didn't expect that such a day would come again, right? It's in vain that you can reach the sky.

I didn’t expect that boy’s cry to have such an effect!”

He strode through the winding natural tunnel, finally emerged from the cave, stood on the cliff and looked around, taking a deep breath of the cool and clear mountain air at night.
Chapter completed!