Chapter five hundred and eighty third
Since fighting with Wang De, Ye Chu has been practicing in the cave. Wang De has not caused trouble for him. Ye Chu sat on a huge rock every day, quietly watching the clouds roll and the vast starry sky.
Days passed day by day, and soon a week passed. Ye Chu was even more lazy. Every day, Wang Peng came clearly and saw Ye Chu sitting on the huge rock with dew on his eyebrows and hair.
Although there was a cave, Ye Chu had never slept in it. This shocked Wang Peng. He thought that Ye Chu was really hard at practicing, but what made him curious was that Ye Chu sat there for a day but could not see him absorbing the energy of heaven and earth, just sitting there.
"It's really weird!" Wang Peng muttered a few times, but he didn't dare to ask more questions after seeing Ye Chu's strength.
It was another morning, and the first light of the morning light shone on Ye Chu. The dew on Ye Chu's body reflected the light, making Ye Chu halo like a halo.
Ye Chu opened his eyes and felt that the Qinglian was eroded a lot by the Cold Fire Emperor again. Ye Chu retreated from the sea of energy and his face was calm. He looked at the sky with his eyes and thought that for so many days, the blood should have been sent to Xixi long ago.
With the help of those blood and the old madman, Xixi should be able to survive this danger.
"Wang Peng! Take me to Qunshu Pavilion!" Ye Chu stood up and shouted to Wang Peng who was standing beside him.
When Wang Peng heard Ye Chu say this, he became excited and responded anxiously: "Okay!"
After so many days, Ye Chu finally gave up his idle sitting and was about to go to Qunshu Pavilion. Wang Peng has always taken good care of Ye Chu, and the big reason is that he hopes Ye Chu will take him into Qunshu Pavilion.
There are countless books in Qunshu Pavilion, all about the practice of evil spirit art. Wang Peng has never been in a few times because his authority is not enough. Only the disciples of Lan Yu can enter and exit at will. Moreover, the disciples of Lan Yu can bring people in. Wang Peng has long been thinking about such treatment. If he can enter Qunshu Pavilion once, he can find the answers to the bottlenecks he encountered in his practice.
Ye Chu turned over and stood up, and the dew on his body shook down, his long hair flew, with a bit of dispersion.
"Let's go!" Ye Chu asked Wang Peng to lead the way.
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Qunshu Pavilion: A major place in the Sha Ling Pavilion. It is located on the top of the mountain, and it goes straight into the sky, and is made of blue metal. It is carved with divine beasts all over its body, which is very majestic and majestic.
There are nine floors of the pavilion, and each floor has countless hiding techniques. Normally, disciples cannot get close to the Qunshu Pavilion. Only those who reach the Lan Yu generation can enter and exit freely, and can only watch, not take it out. Of course, they can only watch the first three floors at will. As for the fourth floor, they need contributions to the sect and the authority that each disciple has.
But even if only the first three levels can be entered, this is enough to make people crazy. Because this is enough to bring a person into the palace of the evil spirits, and various knowledge about the evil spirits can be explained from it.
Ye Chu walked to the mountain of Qunshu Pavilion. As soon as he arrived at this mountain, he could see a towering pagoda.
The pagoda stands there, which is very shocking. The clouds float around it, setting it up like a fairy tower. It exudes a majestic aura.
Seeing Ye Chu lost his mind, Wang Peng introduced with a smug look on his face: "The tower of Qunshu Pavilion has rumored that it fell to Tianxiao Pavilion from outside the sky. It has divine power. Although I don't know if it is true, all the disciples think that this tower is definitely an extraordinary thing."
Ye Chu smiled and walked to the tower. Standing at its feet, he felt the towering and majesticity of the tower.
Taking back his mind from the shock of the tower body, Ye Chu stepped towards the tower gate, showed Lan Yu to check for the disciples guarding the tower gate, and walked in with Wang Peng.
As soon as Ye Chu walked in, he presented a huge mural in front of him. The mural was made of blue iron. On the mural was a man. The man stood on a huge rock on the top of the mountain, and there was endless cliffs under his feet. The man was dancing in clothes, showing his freedom and freedom. Clouds floated by his feet, which would be as if he was to be the top of the head. Especially the man had a tremendous appearance, just like a man in an immortal, who would go with the wind in the next moment.
Such a free and flawless mural made Ye Chu look straight at it, staring blankly.
"Senior Brother Ye Chu, this mural depicts an immortal. The Lord of the Sha Ling Pavilion once said that there is endless artistic conception. The fertile magic is in it, but although the master of the pavilion knows that there are magic magic, he cannot understand it. The brothers and sisters of all generations have tried to break the secrets of the mural again and again, but no one is able to obtain the magic magic." Wang Peng explained to Ye Chu, looking at Ye Chu, preparing to let Ye Chu leave.
But Ye Chu walked towards the mural step by step, looking at the mural in front of him with obsession, and ignored him no matter how he shouted.
Wang Peng frowned, but saw Ye Chu reaching out to touch the clouds in the mural.
"Senior Brother Ye Chu!" Wang Peng shouted, signaling Ye Chu that the mural should not be touched randomly.
But as soon as Wang Peng's words fell, he blinked hard. In just a moment, Ye Chu seemed to disappear in front of him.
After blinking hard, I saw Ye Chu standing in front of him.
"This..." Wang Peng widened his eyes, with a look of disbelief. It was definitely not an illusion just now. Ye Chu really disappeared in front of him for a moment, without Ye Chu's breath at all, as if Ye Chu was drifting away with the wind. But Wang Peng knew that Ye Chu had never moved when he stood there.
"Damn it! How could this happen?" Wang Peng knew that he was not strong enough, and it was not surprising that he could not feel Ye Chu's breath. But even his eyes deceived him, making him feel that Ye Chu did not exist, which was too amazing.
Wang Peng bit his lip and looked at Ye Chu. He reached out to pull Ye Chu, but saw Ye Chu staring at the mural, standing there blankly, his body motionless, his eyes staring at the front with clear eyes, everything outside had no effect on him.
This appearance made Wang Peng swallow his saliva, and then he thought of a possibility. He widened his eyes: "This... is... entering... into meditation!"
Wang Peng cannot be calm, and the meaning of entering into meditation alone is too great. After entering into meditation for a moment, it is more effective than practicing the Yuan Ling for one month. The practice of entering into meditation has great help to the Yuan Ling.
There is a legend that one can become an immortal after entering into meditation. Although this is just a legend, it can be enough to explain the benefits of entering into meditation.
Wang Peng didn't want to believe that Ye Chu could actually see this mural and enter into meditation. What does this mean? Did Ye Chu realize something from this mural? If this is true, it would be amazing.
You know, this mural may give birth to Dafa.
Wang Peng looked at Ye Chu blankly, and Ye Chu stood there quietly. If Wang Peng hadn't opened his eyes wide and looked at Ye Chu, he wouldn't have felt Ye Chu's existence.
Chapter completed!