Chapter 150: The ontology of the sage
Masks were restless on the wall, swaying around and sneaking at Su Yun. When Su Yun was not paying attention, the mask would come down from the wall and turn into a human form.
These masked monsters are like nightmares in dreams. Different masks have different magical powers and different personalities, and often catch Su Yun off guard.
Each of them had unique skills, which made Su Yun busy, but gradually, he began to learn more combat skills from these weirdos.
Time passed by little by little, and Su Yun had experienced hundreds of battles, but still had not yet found the end of the Saint's House.
He felt a little uneasy: "This is the spiritual world of Saint Xue. My spirit can last for so long, but my body cannot last for so long!"
He was still extremely calm. Not only did the Huang Zhong count the timing, he could also use the Huang Zhong to remember the path he had walked.
He had passed through more than a hundred saints' dwellings. Although each saint's dwellings looked exactly the same, he could still see subtle differences.
This is because there is only one owner in each saint, and there is only one Xue Qing Mansion with a mask, and no other mask can become Xue Qing Mansion.
"A person's energy is limited, and it is impossible to learn too many supernatural powers. A mask in the saint represents a personality and a supernatural power of Xue Qing's mansion. His supernatural powers cannot be endless, and there will definitely be times when I finish it!"
As long as the maze has an end, he can go out!
In the real saint's residence, Su Yun sat opposite Xue Qing's mansion, still holding a teacup in his hand.
Xue Qingfu looked at the book Wei Wei Yingying with a smile: "Do Yingying still remember me?"
Yingying slapped her wings made of paper and flew around Su Yun, saying, "Of course I remember that you are Xue Taichang, Emperor Xue, Qiu Taichang, and Qu Taichang was the one who was responsible for managing the Heavenly Daoyuan. Where did you get Su Shizi's spiritual and spiritual world?"
"I spliced his spiritual world with my spiritual world, so you will fall out of his spiritual world."
Xue Qingfu looked at her with a smile and said, "Didn't you stay in Wenyuan Pavilion in Tiandaoyuan? Why did you run out?"
Yingying flew to Su Yun, stretched out her hands, opened Su Yun's eyes with difficulty, looked inside, and said, "Su Shizi kidnapped me out. He said that there was a book I had never read before, so I came out with him."
Xue Qingfu laughed and said, "You are just too simple. Yingying, do you still remember your previous life?"
Yingying thought for a while and said, "I liked reading very much before my lifetime. Later, when I died, I attached myself to the book. Xue Taichang, if you move him to your spiritual world for too long, will something happen?"
Xue Qingfu smiled and said, "How could something happen? His cultivation is not bad among spiritual scholars in the spiritual realm. Even if he doesn't eat or drink, he can last for more than ten days. I'm trapping him for more than ten days, which is better than him fighting with others outside thousands of times!"
He stood up, carried his hands on his back, and said proudly: "Qu Shuijing first teaches my disciples to express kindness. If I don't return this favor, will I still deserve to be called a saint?"
Suddenly, his pupils shrank slightly, he took a step forward, and picked up a rope from behind Su Yun.
Yingying's heart tightened and she hurriedly said, "It's Su Shizi's, who fell out of his spiritual world!"
Xue Qing Mansion picked up the immortal rope, his eyes flashed, and he smiled and said, "Although it is an amazing treasure, I am not greedy for him. This rope has hanged a saint. This is Cen Sheng's thing..."
He looked at Su Yun, walked around Su Yun for two steps, then turned his head to look at Su Yun, and asked in confusion: "How come Cen Sheng's things are on him? There are too many treasures on him..."
He picked up a piece of Heavenly Dao Order, Wenchang Order, and then picked up a piece of wooden box.
Yingying's heart tightened. She saw that Xue Qing's mansion had fumbled through it. It was obvious that she had never had a wooden box. So she put these treasures to Su Yun and said with a smile: "Su Shizi is so lucky. So many masters value him. This box was left to him by Lou Ban's Tianshi, right? Lou Ban can be sacred, but unfortunately the emperor did not. Yingying, do you know why he wanted to challenge me?"
Yingying breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I heard that Qiu Taichang wanted to accept him as a disciple. As a condition, he must defeat Di Ping."
Xue Qingfu's face changed slightly and he said in a dismay: "Battle against Di Ping? Does he know who Di Ping is? Do you dare to make such a big statement!"
Yingying complained: "You whisper! I observed for a few days and found that he really didn't know who Di Ping [Youyou Reading www.uutxt.me] was! He didn't know who Di Ping was, but he knew that Di Ping was very strong and might surpass you and Qiu Taichang in the same realm, so he planned to challenge you first."
Xue Qing's mansion was stunned and suddenly laughed: "I understand, I understand!"
He sat down again and reached out to serve the tea, but the tea cup was empty.
Yingying grabbed the teapot and flew up, poured tea for him, and said, "What does Xue Taichang understand?"
"I understand Qiu Shuijing's actions."
Xue Qingfu picked up the teacup, put it on his lips and sniffed it, and said leisurely: "Qu Shuijing deserves the nickname of Qiu Old Fox. His purpose is to let Su Shizi defeat Di Ping. If Di Ping loses, he knows that he has improved the Great Unification Kung Fu. You guess, Di Ping knows that he has done the first thing he needs to do after he improves the Great Unification Kung Fu?"
Yingying shook her head in confusion.
"The first thing Di Ping had to do was to recall Qiu Shuijing back to Dongdu, grant him a great official, and leave him in Dongdu to study the method of immortality for himself!"
Xue Qing's house was drinking tea and smiled and said, "Quo Shuijing was attacked by civil and military ministers in the court because of his political views, and his hair fell into the world. But how could he admit defeat easily? He wanted to go back, and he wanted the emperor to bow his head and admit his mistakes to him and ask him to go back! His political views will be no longer hindered! Unfortunately..."
Yingying was dumbfounded when she heard this, and she didn't know that there were so many passages in it, and asked, "What a pity?"
Xue Qing's mansion put down the teacup and said lightly: "It's a pity that Your Majesty did not ask the people about Changsheng. Qiu Shuijing is a capable man, but for one day the emperor was in power, his passion was still useless after all."
He let out a long sigh and said, "However, it is indeed a good idea to use the method of immortality to lure the emperor. It is just a matter of causing trouble for me and Zuo Pushe."
He slapped the table suddenly and sneered: "The day when Su Shizi defeated the Emperor Ping is the day when he Qiu Shuijing Qiu Taichang returns to Dongdu, restore his official position, and even advances one step further! As for the rebellion of the seven major families, what does it have to do with him Qiu Taichang?"
Yingying dared not speak.
"It's easy to keep him."
Xue Qing's mansion looked out the window and whispered: "As long as Su Shizi cannot defeat Di Ping..."
Yingying looked up at him and hurriedly said, "You are a saint, you can't do anything random!"
Xue Qing Mansion's eyes were deep and his voice was a little hoarse and vicissitudes: "Ying, although I have the name of a saint, this saint is always fake. A real saint was granted by the emperor. I also need a great contribution to force the emperor to summon me back to Dongdu and to be granted a saint..."
Yingying was stunned and said to herself: "He called me Ying, not Yingying."
"But you are right, I really can't interfere with Su Shizi. Qiu Shuijing and I compete fairly. I and him have the strategy of returning to Dongdu. If I break his strategy because of this, he will also destroy my plan. He is also a person who is expected to become a saint, since he is a fellow Taoist..."
Xue Qingfu smiled slightly and said, "I'll give you this opportunity."
He said silently in his heart: "The real me is hidden in my spiritual world, Su Shizi, if you can find the real me, I am not wearing a mask. Regardless of whether you can defeat me or not, you will have great progress!"
Time passed little by little, and it came to night without realizing it. Su Yun still had not woken up. The servant came up and lit the green lamp. Saint Xue waved and said, "The guest won't eat, please take the new book I wrote."
The servant said yes, and brought a book. Xue Qing's mansion pushed it to Yingying and said, "I'm afraid you're hungry, so I'll eat some books to make my stomach first. Su Shizi will not be able to come out."
At the Sakyamuni Courtyard of Wenchang Academy, suddenly there was a loud bang from the main hall. The main hall vibrated violently, and a terrifying sound came from inside, as if some monster was hitting the main hall.
The monks were wearing robes and looked out, and saw dragons roaring and horses in the hall, neighing and roaring, as if there were real dragons and divine horses fighting in the hall.
Monk Tu Ming pushed the monks away, squeezed forward, and asked, "What's wrong with this palace?"
A monk said, "Senior brother, someone sent a stone carved horse to the school today. He said that Su Shizi ordered people to send it to the school and asked Zuo Pushe to help him watch. Zuo Pushe was not free, so he threw it into our Sakyamuni courtyard, saying that the horse would be locked in a strong place and tied up."
When Monk Tu Ming heard the sound in the hall, his face changed slightly, and he said in a lost voice: "It's probably the tomb beast of Tianshiyuan! It's killed by Tiantian. How can this thing be locked in Jialan Palace? It alarmed Venerable Jialan. When the Venerable descends, he will kill the horse!"
He hurriedly opened the hall door and broke in. He saw a monster covered in dragon scales, horse heads, dragon body and horse tail, with sharp claws clasped the head of Venerable Jialan's golden body sculpture, pushed the golden body down, stepped on it, and blasted fire in his mouth and nose, making him feel murderous intent.
Monk Tu Ming was shocked: "Why didn't the Venerable come..."
He knew something was wrong and was about to escape when suddenly the horse rushed to the front. Monk Tu Ming was about to resist, but Long Xiong held his head with a claw and stepped on the ground. He quickly shouted to the other monks: "Go and ask me for help! Close the door, close the door, don't run out by it!"
The monks hurriedly closed the door.
Long Xiong hissed angrily, waved his claws and threw Tu Ming aside, broke into the door, and looked out through the crack of the door.
Monk Tu Ming bumped into the golden statue of Venerable Jialan, widened his eyes and poked out his tongue to pretend to be dead, but saw the statue of Venerable Jialan suddenly blinking.
Tu Ming was startled and almost screamed.
The golden statue quickly blocked his mouth with a finger thicker than Tu Ming's head. Tu Ming pushed the finger away with difficulty and lowered his voice: "Honor, our Sakyamuni Courtyard is your temple. I thought you didn't know about this, but I didn't expect you to have come! You were bullied by this tomb beast, and you still dare not fight back?"
"I can't beat it."
The golden statue of Venerable Jialan cried out, "And I dare not fight back! This beast is the mount of the owner of Dongling. A few days ago, the owner of Dongling said that his Longxiong had been lost, but he didn't expect to be hidden here. After beating his horse, he wouldn't demolish my temple?"
Longxiong seemed to hear the sound, turned his head suddenly and stared at them fiercely.
Tu Ming and the golden statue quickly pretended to be dead. Tu Ming looked ferocious and spit out his tongue, but saw the golden statue spit out his tongue, and thought to himself: "You are a statue, why are you pretending to be so like this... Pushe, Pushe, come and help..."
The Longxiong walked over fiercely, sniffed beside the two of them, but didn't smell anything, then turned around.
Tu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly the Longxiong sat on the golden statue with his butt, raised his legs and placed them on his body. The two front legs were placed back on the neck and belly of the golden statue, shaking his legs.
Tu Ming complained secretly, but saw the dragon-watching horse pouting and whistling leisurely.
"Pushe is not at home!"
The voices of monks outside came, shouting: "Senior brother, Taoist Xianyun said, "Pu She ran to supervise Saint Xue and protect Su Shizi. The Taoist said, "You endure it, and endure it until dawn will pass."
the next day.
The monks opened the Kalan Hall and tried hard to pull Tu Ming out of the petrified dragon claws. Tu Ming was sore and said angrily: "Send this horse to the Emperor's Hall! Our Sakyamuni Courtyard cannot afford to serve you!"
Seven days later, Yingying read all the books in Xue Qing's house, but Su Yun still did not leave the spiritual world of Xue Qing's house.
Several maids were worried that Su Yun would hurt his body if he had been hungry for too long, so they made soup and fed him.
Yingying was worried and walked around the tea table. Xue Qing's mansion had no food or drink, and closed her eyes to rest. Yingying couldn't help but fly up, came to him, lifted one of his eyelids, and asked, "Where has Su Shizi gone?"
Xue Qingfu smiled and said, "He has arrived at the edge of my spiritual world and is about to come out..."
He had just said this, and suddenly his face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "He has walked back again!"
In the spiritual world of Xue Qing’s mansion, Su Yun has traveled to more than 800 saints’ residences, fought with more than 800 Xue Qing’s mansions wearing different masks, and experienced more than 800 different magical powers!
He pushed open the last door, and outside the door was his spiritual world, but Su Yun closed the door and turned around and walked back.
"The number of masks hanging in these saints is fixed, there are 1,068 types of masks, and I am still a little short of it. And..."
He closed his eyes, walked in the maze-like saint's residence like a saint, and whispered: "The real Xue Qing Mansion is hidden in this saint's residence. Only by fighting with him can this trip be considered worthy!"
"What a courage!"
Chapter completed!