Tribulation of Mysteries - Chapter 702

[Chapter 700 Tai Yin Reversed (Additional update for the cramped night leader!)]

Chen San is an ordinary villager in Chenjia Village.

He practiced a few boxing techniques when he was young, traveled to several mortal cities, and accumulated some money. After returning to his hometown, he was able to buy a house and dozens of acres of fertile land. His family was well off, and he was envied by many villagers.

But he knew that his life would be like this.

As a citizen of Daqian, he has seen more and desires more than other villagers.

For example… he knew that ‘immortals’ really existed, and he had even seen immortals take action several times himself.

However… cultivating immortals requires spiritual roots, but he has no spiritual roots!

This completely blocked his path to immortality!

Even though he returned to his hometown and was accompanied by his beloved wife and son, in the dead of night, when he recalled what happened before, he still couldn’t sleep at night, as if a hundred claws were scratching his heart.

This night.

He glanced at his beloved wife and son who were sleeping soundly, put on his coat, turned around and walked out of the room into the courtyard.

Looking at the bright moon, I couldn’t help but sigh: “I can only live a hundred years… I have no hope of becoming an immortal. I can only have more children and pass my hope to the next generation…”

Suddenly…

there was a muffled thunder in the sky, heavily clouded!

Just when Chen San thought it was going to rain, the dark clouds suddenly dissipated again, as if what he had seen before was nothing more than an illusion.

Chen San couldn’t help but look solemn, knowing that this change might be related to those immortals with great magical powers!

However, the next moment, he opened his mouth in surprise…

because the silver plate-like full moon was suddenly stained with a layer of crimson!

The bright crimson color reminded him of food inexplicably, and he swallowed saliva unconsciously…

“The Taiyin Star… turned red?”

Chen San turned pale with fright.

After all, to the ancients, Taiyin reversed meant that there would be a great disaster!

He was already thinking about whether to hoard food or even take his family into hiding in the mountains.

At this moment, Chen San suddenly let out a sigh.

Because above the red moon, he seemed to see… a tree again? !

The branches, which are made of flesh and blood, and like human arms, are constantly extending out of the scope of the lunar…

Beautiful!

An unimaginable sense of beauty beyond the extreme filled Chen San’s heart.

He found that in the few books he had studied, there was no sentence that could describe the beauty of the red mother tree.

Human language is inherently feeble.

In the midst of selfless gaze.

Chen San’s ears seemed to echo with hazy murmurs.

He has traveled all over the world, heard different local accents and slang, and also knows that “the pronunciation is different every ten miles, and the customs are different every hundred miles”. Some dialects may not be understood by anyone after traveling dozens of miles away.

But this time the language is completely different from those rural dialects!

Chen San confirmed that he had never heard this dialect at all, but he could understand the meaning…

The voice was saying:

“The God of Grains… is immortal…”

“…for… Xuan Ni…”

“Heaven and Earth… “

The root

is endless…it is inexhaustible…the mother of Tao!”

…

Chen San also searched hard for immortal cultivation books, but in the end he found nothing.

At this moment, tears filled his eyes, knowing that if there was a supreme secret book for cultivating immortals, it would be like this!

This is the real avenue!

Everything in nature can pursue the great road!

No, it’s the avenue that’s chasing people!

Even though I only heard a few sentences, those words and arrangements seemed to carry infinite meanings. Every time I understood and interpreted… a brand new scripture would be born.

There is no need for the Haoshou Qiongjing, no need for painstaking study and enlightenment…and no need to ask for interpretation…as long as you hear those nonsense words, you will automatically get the true meaning of the great road that many people dream of!

This made Chen San know a lot of knowledge inexplicably.

For example… everything is animistic!

As long as you use a few suitable methods, you can draw that little bit of ‘spiritual energy’ from the bodies of all animals and plants, such as chickens, ducks, fish, pigs, dogs, cattle, and sheep, through slaughtering, cooking, and swallowing.

As long as he accumulates enough ‘spirits’…even if he doesn’t have spiritual roots, he can still cultivate immortality!

Well…

actually spirituality and aura are completely different things.

But for an ordinary person, to gain power beyond the ordinary is to become an immortal!

“Cultivation to immortality!”

“I didn’t expect… I also have a destiny for immortality!”

Chen San clenched his fists, his eyes were bloodshot, and looked towards… the pig pen in the courtyard!

The next day.

When Chen San’s wife and son got up in the morning, they smelled an alluring fragrance.

When I came to the kitchen, I saw Chen Sanzheng cooking pork with a big spoon.

Seeing his wife coming over, he grinned widely: “Are you guys up? Today… our family is eating braised pork!”

“Eat pork! Eat pork!”

Chen San’s son jumped up and down with joy…

…

Time goes backwards Back to last night.

Qianyang City.

When the lunar yin is reversed and the red moon is in the sky.

Wails like wild beasts suddenly appeared throughout this city of cultivating immortals.

“The God of the Grain! The God of the Grain!”

A monk was holding a magical weapon, his hair disheveled, and he would kill anyone he saw!

The cultivators around him hurriedly evaded, and some took out magic weapons to fight back: “It’s not good… Fellow Taoist Wang has become possessed and gone crazy!”

“Don’t look at the lunar star in the sky… There are inner demons at work. Which Taoist friend has the Pure Heart Talisman or can remove it? The inner demon’s treasure?”

“Damn it… the Heart-Cleaning Curse is useless!”

“Where are the city guards? Where are the law enforcement monks?”

“Help… The Wu family who sells spiritual tea on the street is crazy… He turned into a flesh and blood monster!”

“A demon has sneaked into the city?”

“Go find the ancestor of Jiedan!”

…

Qianyang City is in chaos. There are monks everywhere, killing people crazily and even transforming into foreign objects!

The law enforcement monks are like moths flying to a flame, and some of them even go crazy themselves.

“Haha… The Gate of Xuan Ni! The Gate of Xuan Ni! I understand… I understand!”

Wanhua Tower.

This is a brothel where many lustful monks like to visit.

The female cultivators inside are said to have a demonic background and are extremely good at various combined cultivation techniques, which can make male cultivators ascend to the ninth heaven.

But now…

a pale, huge mountain of flesh suddenly burst through the entire attic. On top of the countless fat flesh, there were various incomplete limbs hanging, and faces in bliss appeared on the surface.

The one at the top is the face of the ancestor who is stationed here. Her face is full of joy, as if she has touched the avenue that she has never forgotten, and she has even ascended to immortality!

“Unexpectedly, the Linking Pill…”

A clear light appeared, and in it was an old man with a strange face. He was the Nascent Soul monster responsible for guarding Qianyang City!

“Elder Ancient!”

Several alchemy monks with lingering fears on their faces followed the old Yuanying monster in disgrace: “If the elder hadn’t saved us with the ‘Dust Falling Bell’ before, I’m afraid we would have been killed by that demon too. Controlled by the sound, he turned into a demon! “

“Huh… you usually don’t focus on your mind in practice, but when you suddenly encounter such a powerful inner demon invasion, it is inevitable that you will become possessed…”

The ancient elder held a jade-like stone in his hand. The bell said: “You are lucky! If I hadn’t happened to possess this magical weapon that specifically guards the mind and removes inner demons… you would have ended up like that Roshan!”

Many pill-forming monks looked at the various people dancing wildly on the Roshan. tentacles, and layers of cold sweat could not help but appear on my forehead…

(End of this chapter)