Volume 2: The Great Tribulation of the Lich Chapter 362: Hiding the Sword, Enlightenment, and Finally Relaxing
When Mingyu returned to Tanggu, it was a night in the ancient times. The night was dark and gloomy, with a few stars and no bright moon. It was a bit depressing and dull. This kind of weather was not pleasing.
"What's the hurry?"
Mingyu raised his eyebrows. He stopped outside Tang Valley, waved his sleeves and made the clouds change.
Night is still night.
But the night at this time is quiet, the breeze blows, the clouds and fog dissipate, the Milky Way gradually reveals its true appearance, the stars shine in the sky, and the bright moon hangs high, shining the light for eternity.
Mingyu nodded with satisfaction, and then stepped into the valley.
The Jade Tower is hidden behind the clouds, reveals the rosy clouds and stabilizes the five directions; Fusang supports the sun, suppresses the yang and is located in the center.
In Tang Valley, under the Fusang tree, beside the Golden Pool.
Sitting quietly at dawn, the ten crows are sleeping, and the jade rabbit is sleeping peacefully.
When Mingyu entered the valley, Xiye woke up first, his eyelids gradually opened, revealing a slit, and a murderous look flashed in his enchanting blue eyes. When he saw the graceful figure in white, the murderous look in his eyes suddenly disappeared, and in an instant he became calm, and then he closed his eyes again and soon fell into a deep sleep.
His mind had been tense for a long time and he was exhausted and tired.
Di Shieryue's ears moved slightly, and she also found that Mingyu had returned. The little rabbit was sleepy and called "Uncle" in a daze. The moonlight was flowing, and the bell on her right ear rang softly. In the blink of an eye, she jumped into Mingyu's arms, arched twice, changed to a comfortable position, and continued to sleep.
Mingyu couldn't help laughing when she heard the little one's snoring. She was afraid of waking her up again, so she had to hold her carefully. She walked slowly to the side of the hibiscus tree, sat cross-legged, closed her eyes, calmed her mind, concentrated her thoughts, and focused her mind on the Tao.
The Lingtai world is divided into four parts, upper and lower.
One is black, showing yin and existence of death; one is white, gathering yang and becoming life; one is red, falling into the path of immortality; one is gold, condensing luck and transforming into virtue.
Mingyu's soul resides under the Tree of Life, where he combines his true thoughts with his original self and realizes the profound truth.
What did you realize? Life and death, yin and yang!
The three thousand ways of heaven are life, the reincarnation of earth is death; controlling all spirits is life, commanding all ghosts is death; the immortal way of marriage is life, the devil way of heaven is death; infinite blessings are life, killing the world is death; creating countless things is life, annihilating all things is death...
The moon is yin, the sun is yang; evil is yin, righteousness is yang; stillness is yin, movement is yang; the earth is yin, the sky is yang; death is yin, life is yang; darkness is yin, light is yang; evil is yin, spirit is yang...
Everything comes down to life and death, everything goes to yin and yang.
The trip to Jin'ao Island was about listening to the teachings for three thousand years and understanding the teachings for three thousand years.
To listen is to listen to the heavens; to understand is to understand oneself.
Mingyu heard a lot from Tongtian, but finally refined it into four words, "intercept" and "sword", "qi" and "formation".
He himself also realized a lot, but in the end it was all summed up in four words: "life" and "death", "yin" and "yang".
Cut off the road to survive, draw the sword to see death, refine Qi to live, open the formation to die.
Inside Tang Valley, ten crows live, and it is extremely yang; outside Tang Valley, the vast night is approaching, and it is extremely yin.
Inside and outside are clearly distinguished, life and death are entangled, and yin and yang are intertwined.
This is a natural formation!
…
Mingyu hid his sword in Tanggu and meditated on the truth, waiting for the opportunity.
In Pangu Hall, eleven ancient witches sat cross-legged around a pool of blood. The heart in the pool was beating rapidly, and the power of the heart was being transferred to a tall and strong man. The man held a longbow tightly in his hand, and the longbow and he were soaked in Pangu's blood.
Outside Pangu Temple, Chang'e, who had waited for a long time, knew that she could not change her husband's determination, so she sighed and turned away. She went to the Nine Heavens, the Nine Netherworlds, and finally to West Kunlun.
The Queen Mother of West Kunlun saw that the Nine-Sky Moon God was trapped in love, deceived by the Tao, and had no regrets for love, and she felt pity for him, so she gave him an elixir of immortality.
Chang'e bowed deeply and then left.
“Alas, they are all miserable people!” sighed the Queen Mother of the West.
…
Mingyu sat in Tanggu for a long time. He didn't know how many times the ten brothers had taken turns, how many times they had recited the Huangting Sutra, and how many times they had been chased by the Yin-Yang Sword. The little rabbit had been sent back to the Moon Palace long ago.
Xi Ye saw the Yin-Yang intention and lent a helping hand to Ming Yu. He used his power to bring down the night covering the four directions of Tang Valley, causing the area outside Tang Valley to fall into a state of polar night.
Mingyu had been meditating for ninety-nine years. The Jade Tower shook slightly and he woke up leisurely.
"Thanks!"
This is said to Xiye.
The purple-eyed boy smiled. He waved his hand to disperse the night, but Mingyu stopped him.
"Don't worry, it's still useful!"
Xiye nodded as if he understood something, and then asked, "What can I do?"
"I am the one who moves, you are the one who is still, just keep this night."
"good!"
Xi Ye disappeared in response and blended into the vast night.
The nine golden crows are still playing battle royale. They have long adapted to it and are enjoying it.
Mingyu summoned back the Yin-Yang Sword and taught them another game.
"Yellow Turban Warrior?"
The eyes of the nine golden crows lit up, and then a solar storm arose in Tanggu. Then, merits gathered like the sea, and one by one the yellow turban warriors were summoned out.
Summoning the Yellow Turban Warriors requires a lot of merit, but the Golden Crows are all merit tycoons, and they have accumulated merit for countless years and have never spent it. Every time they are on duty, they have merit, which is their salary. Three times a month, thirty-six times a year, three hundred and sixty times in ten years, three thousand and six hundred times in a hundred years, and thirty-six thousand times in a thousand years. They are so poor that they only have merit left.
Now, Mingyu opened a door for them, and the nine golden crows discovered a new world, a world full of joy. They earn merits by being on duty for three days a month, and spend merits for twenty-seven days a month. The golden crows finally found the fun of being the prince. They don’t have to leave Tanggu, they can get whatever they want. If the Yellow Turban Warrior is unwilling to spend one piece of merit , then they will spend ten pieces. If ten pieces are not enough, then they will spend a hundred pieces. Anyway, they have plenty of merit.
As a result, the nature of the Golden Crows, who had been strictly trained by Mingyu for more than three thousand years, was suddenly released. They spent a lot of merit to summon the Yellow Turban Warriors to play with them, and even asked the Yellow Turban Warriors to search for rare things all over the world and bring them to Tanggu.
As night fell, the Six Golden Crows who had returned from carrying the sun also learned this method. However, he did not let the Yellow Turban Warriors play with him. Instead, he studied various strange formations with them.
"Sixth brother, what are you doing?" asked the Ten Golden Crows.
Liu Jinwu said excitedly: "What do you think, I control them to fight?"
“That’s a good idea!”
Then, the Ten Golden Crows also joined his way of playing.
Mingyu was a little surprised by this, but she didn't stop him. Instead, she gave a lot of suggestions.
Shouyang Mountain, Bajing Palace, once again welcomed one saint after another.
They have been silent for too long, and all living beings in heaven and earth have forgotten that they are saints.
Their time is yet to come, and they must push the wheel of time so that this era that is blocking their path will pass as quickly as possible.
"Daoyou, it's time for us to move!"
"good!"
