Chapter 12 The Lord of Yuanhong Mansion
Yuan, Jun, Shiya, omnipresent, omnipotent.
This is the answer that Xiao Yun gave the old ghost when he asked why he used "Yuan Hong" to make this mansion, but when he asked about the meaning of the word "Hong", he only got a "unspeakable" reply.
But Xiao Yun is not a fool, the mystery of the old ghosts has always made Xiao Yun feel awkward, but he has never doubted that they will be unfavorable to him, they take such a name, a strange name, it must have a special meaning, in a word, he is not strong enough, and he is not qualified to know the doorway inside.
However, he still muttered in his heart, isn't it enough to simply call it "Xiao Mansion", why is it so complicated?
Not surprisingly, Yuanhong Mansion's recruitment plan failed completely, not only because such a force that suddenly appeared had no way to win the trust of many scattered cultivators, but also because no one was willing to give up the bread that had been distributed to others, and more importantly, the so-called "Yuanhong Mansion", formerly known as "City Lord's Mansion", had many people killed in it, including the previous City Lord.
Many people are waiting to see their jokes, but what is strange is that the people in this so-called "Yuanhong Mansion" don't seem to care about anything at all, and still put a notice on the stone tablet where the city lord issued an order in the past, to the effect that after January, the Yuanhong Mansion was officially opened, and heroes from all walks of life were invited to come and watch the ceremony.
This makes people scratch their heads, there is not even a disciple, just open the mansion like this, and there is no invitation, a notice will send away all the large and small forces in the central capital, I always feel that it is too funny, I really don't know where this Yuanhong Mansion Lord is, so wonderful.
However, obviously, all forces did not pay much attention to this small Yuanhong Mansion, but there were still a lot of spies around Yuanhong Mansion, and the Yuanhong Mansion, which was originally deserted, became a little lively at this time, Xiao Yun didn't care too much about these, he just retreated every day and explored the house.
The strange thing is that since the name of the mansion was changed to Yuanhong Mansion, after the giant stone tablet engraved with the words "Yuanhong Mansion" of more than ten zhang was erected at the door of the mansion, the strange array atmosphere in the mansion was much stronger, and it continued to increase.
On this day, Xiao Yun was meditating and practicing in the secret room, and it was only ten days before the opening of the mansion, according to what the old ghost said, he just had to practice hard, and if there was something, they would call him.
The true yuan in his body is circulating rapidly, constantly refining every inch of his flesh and blood, making his physical body more and more perfect and strong, his cultivation has just advanced to the realm of melting heavens, and it will take time to go further, this is the time to polish his body and stabilize the realm.
The physical body is the foundation of a martial artist, the process of each martial artist's growth is also the process of polishing the physical body, even if it reaches the realm of opening the sky, the physical body still needs to be constantly polished and cultivated, and because of this, whether it is a strong person who cultivates the way of immortals or the way of the sword, once he encounters a martial artist, it is an extremely headache, and the defense of any martial artist is incomparable with that of a cultivator of the same level.
In Xiao Yun's sea of divine soul consciousness, the Dao Dao secret power runes flashed, and the divine chain composed of nine hundred and eighty-one dense runes continued to tremble, one third of which had been fused together, and the fused part looked dull, but it was full of an unpretentious atmosphere, and the Dao rhyme was profound, as Xiao Yun continued to cultivate and comprehend, the divine chain was still slowly fused, but the speed of this fusion was extremely slow, almost negligible.
Innate Phaseless Killing Divine Dao, this is a self-created exercise created by Xiao Yun based on the unmysterious ancient books, as well as "Xuanguang Refining Nerves" and that set of nameless fist techniques, although it is only a three-percent creation, but its power is so powerful that it will definitely surprise everyone.
Xiao Yun, whose eyes were closed, didn't know that when he was meditating and cultivating, the aura of the array around him had also become many times richer than outside, almost forming a substance, only to see countless runes floating around him, combining, and splitting.
Gradually, a vague magic circle appeared under him, and countless array runes frantically poured into the magic circle, making the formation clearer and clearer, and the faint white light emitted became more and more pure, I don't know how long it took, the formation finally condensed, and a strange white light wrapped Xiao Yun's body, and then the magic circle shone brightly, and Xiao Yun's figure disappeared into the secret room.
"Huh?"
At this moment, the old ghost who was discussing the opening of the mansion in the lobby of Yuanhong Mansion suddenly looked at the secret room, his gaze was very calm and ordinary, but it was this calm and ordinary eye that directly ignored the forbidden formation arranged by Xiao Yun to imprison and isolate his own breath, and saw Xiao Yun in the secret room, Xiao Yun who was gradually disappearing, and the formation that was about to be destroyed.
"What's wrong?"
The strange thing is that the rest of them didn't sense anything, and looked at the old ghost suspiciously, and it was a little strange that the old ghost who was talking about it was so good that he suddenly came like this.
"It's okay, let's continue!"
The old ghost smiled slightly, shook his head and said.
Xiao Yun's eyes were tightly closed, and the true yuan in his body was surging, causing his body to have a bright white light flashing, at this time, he felt that it seemed that at this moment, many unclear truths were gradually becoming clear, making his cultivation seem to have improved a little.
Finally, the momentum on Xiao Yun's body slowly retreated, calmed down, and his eyes slowly opened.
His eyes began to be confused, full of confusion, as if he had forgotten who he was, and then he became clear again, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, quiet, indifferent, it was a kind of joy after an epiphany, but soon, his face became surprised again.
He clearly remembered that the place where he was retreating was a small secret room, and now, in front of him, it was a lush greenery, a grassland that he was sure he had never been to, but it was very familiar, and on that grassland, a little girl of about eight years old, was giggling, running, chasing butterflies on the earth.
"Brother, you're awake, come and help me catch butterflies. β
The little girl seemed to sense that he had woken up, still chasing butterflies in the distance, and shouted loudly, with a pleasant voice, which made people want to get close when they heard it.
For no reason, Xiao Yun seemed to believe the little girl's words, so he got up directly and walked in the direction of the little girl, with a hint of a smile on his face, but at the moment he got up, he felt that he seemed to have touched something, and then he saw it, what he touched was a speck of dust, a faint speck of dust, and then he also found that this place was very clean, and it seemed that the only disharmony was that speck of dust, but it was touched by him.
As a result, the scene in front of his eyes changed, there was no sky, no earth, everything seemed to have lost its meaning, only himself, in this infinite space, everything became dull.
He closed his eyes, as if he knew, as if he didn't know, it felt as if his soul was wrapped in some power, but he didn't want to break through the wrapping of this power, he only felt an indescribable comfort, from the soul to the body.
However, from the outside, it can be seen that his body, his body worthy of an artifact, is decaying, his originally smooth skin is becoming rough, his face is beginning to appear wrinkles and ugly black spots, and his hair is slowly turning gray, then white.
I don't know how long it took, maybe it was a year, maybe it was a moment, a white hair hovering on his head swayed, slowly falling off his head, as if he had received an order, the hair on his head began to fall out, at first it fell off one by one, and then it became a handful, and then later, he became a bald head, but the head was not shiny, like a monk in the temple, but full of folds, and his body, at this time, was like a completely dehydrated mummy, it seemed that only a human skin was left, and the pair of feet wrapped around him could instantly shatter the skeleton of the top-level spirit treasureγ
His eyes were still closed, but a gentle smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, which was weird, a mummy, who should have been expressionless, wasn't it?
"Who are you?"
His eyes were still closed, and there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was a sudden tremor in the space, and there seemed to be a voice appearing, muttering, it sounded like Xiao Yun's voice, but it didn't look like.
"And what about you? Who are you?"
This is another voice, it is a woman, plain and bland, but it is cool and cool, so that Xiao Yun's body is decaying as if there is a trace of moisture again.
"You are the one chosen by the Holy Ancestor. β
The woman didn't wait for Xiao Yun to answer, she just said it to herself.
"Who is the Holy Ancestor?"
It's still Xiao Yun's voice, but it's not, it's a tremor of space, it seems that this space is talking.
"He is the ancestor of my human race, the Formation Dao Holy Ancestor, one of the three Holy Ancestors who created the Terran Martial Dao, the Formation Dao, and the Dan Dao, you should know it. β
The voice seemed to be a little nostalgic and a little reluctant.
"Why should I know?"
Xiao Yun's voice was full of doubts.
"Twenty-seven years ago, I sensed the death of my eldest brother, he was in charge of the first part of the Holy Ancestor inheritance, and I sensed the breath of the eldest brother in your body, you got that part of the formation Dao inheritance, you should know some things about the Holy Ancestor. β
The woman's voice also seemed to be confused.
"I don't know, I really didn't know why, and suddenly I knew some things about the formation path, but twenty-seven years ago, I wasn't born yet, how could I get any Holy Ancestor inheritance. β
Xiao Yun's voice seemed to want to laugh, but he couldn't make that kind of sound, so he could only give up and said seriously.