Chapter 2 Ancient Bell Condensation 9th Grade Boy
Chapter 2 Ancient Bell Condenses the Ninth-Rank Boy
Chu Tai was dazed by the sound of the scriptures being chanted, and everything in front of his eyes was blurry. When he calmed down again, he looked around.
The clouds are rising and the white mist is everywhere, like a dream.
Looking upwards, there was purple air condensing, like a long rainbow, the boundless mist absorbed the light of the sun, moon and stars, the accumulated jade-colored auspicious air floated and rolled everywhere, the inside was sparkling, reflecting countless figures.
Those human figures were real and unreal, and could not be seen clearly. One could only vaguely see that they were filled with Taoist Qi, with colorful splendor dancing above their heads, holding up lotus flowers the size of sea bowls, which were shining brightly, with the stamens spinning silk and hanging upside down, with streams of light converging on them, like pearls hanging from a necklace, very gorgeous.
Chu Tai forced himself to stay awake and continued to look around, trying to find a way out, but he was blinded by the light. He tried to see one person clearly, but it was still blurry and hazy. He only felt that those people seemed to be behind the fog, but were actually far away in the sky.
As time went by, the sound of chanting echoing in my ears became more and more ethereal.
A sense of purity, nature, and the true meaning of being as good as water surrounded Chu Tai's mind, making him unable to help but listen carefully. He immediately felt relaxed, as if a clear stream was blowing over pebbles, brushing away the dust, and a gentle breeze was passing by the mountains, blowing away the clouds and mist, revealing his inner truth.
As his mind gradually emptied, auspicious light gradually rose around Chu Tai, and there was also clear air lingering. Faintly, there were phantoms of cranes dancing, as if they were going to take him to the holy land of immortals, the supreme realm.
The originally blurry figures around him gradually became clearer, and Chu Tai gradually understood that these people gathered here to listen to an immortal preaching the Tao.
It was a white-haired old man, who sat in the center, with wind and fire energies forming a cushion under his body. In his hand he held a black and white whisk, and behind his head there were seventy-two colored halos rotating, and three thousand mysterious articles dancing in the light.
Just by seeing the other person, Chu Tai's heart trembled, thousands of Taoist sounds echoed in his ears, and his body began to emit a faint glow uncontrollably. His appearance, which could only be described as handsome, gradually transformed into a more perfect state.
At the same time, the "Ming Yue Guan Cun Fa" that he had memorized in his heart and practiced for more than a year also turned into several incomplete runes flying around him, and was quickly improved to fill the gaps.
Gradually, auspicious clouds converged to form an illusory long silk that circled behind Chu Tai. The two ends of the long silk passed through his hands and flew backwards, creating ripples in the air. The runes transformed by "Ming Yue Guan Cun Fa" merged with the lotus that fell from the sky and landed on his head, gradually turning into jade, as if forming a Taoist crown.
Just as the lotus was about to touch Chu Tai's head, a melodious bell sounded.
Looking up, he saw an ancient bell standing above his head, shattering the lotus and runes.
Divine texts then emerged on the bell wall, one after another, rotating with the brilliant light, gradually breaking away from the bell wall, flying and circling, faintly forming a series of sacrificial texts to worship the gods. The ancient sacrificial voices suppressed the sounds of chanting, and illusory shadows gradually appeared beside Chu Tai.
A ray of light that is extremely clear and pure, emitting a bright and precious light that unifies all things. There is mist flowing all around, giving off a mighty aura that seems like the power of heaven.
A path that carries all things, solemn as a mountain, and as thick as the earth. If you pay a little attention, you can feel a pure essence like the earth's rejuvenation, but there seems to be a slight air of decay hidden in it.
A brilliant and majestic spirit, dazzling and vast, with thousands of rays of light flowing down...
'But is it one or two?'
Chu Tai looked at the nine phantoms surrounding the ancient bell, and finally stopped at one place. He felt a sense of doubt in his heart, because in his eyes, at first there were two entangled, twisted and intertwined phantoms, but after looking at it for a long time, it seemed to be one phantom. If it was one phantom, then there should be eight phantoms around the ancient bell. "Donghuang?"
As the sound of the bell echoed, the Taoist sitting in the center turned around and looked at the ancient bell above Chu Tai's head. The sound he made was like hundreds of billions of Taoists chanting in unison, layer upon layer, and the sound of the bell made Chu Tai's ears hurt.
Then, a faint light appeared in those pupils that were like the sky, and they looked at Chu Tai.
With a simple eye contact, Chu Tai seemed to see the endless past of living beings in those eyes. The huge amount of information instantly overwhelmed his mind. He instinctively tried to resist, but his body continued to transform, and he couldn't help but exude a bit of dreamy aura. A pure and holy light emanated from his body, illuminating his flesh like glass.
The mist was curling up, like a dream. A faint mist appeared around the ancient bell. A soft light, like the light of the sun and the softness of the moon fell down. With a gentle touch, a little light appeared around Chu Tai. He shook his head and woke up. Everything before seemed to be just an illusion, and the huge amount of information seemed to have never appeared.
After calming his mind, Chu Tai's eyes were attracted by the thing in front of him again. It was the collection of spiritual light emerging from his body, and it was also the thing that was like liquefied jade that Tianmen Divine Lord had injected into his body before.
But what was different from before was that the dozens of wonderful golden lines that were originally intertwined inside the liquid gradually faded under the influence of the phantom, and finally only three were left, which quickly merged and turned into a strange talisman.
The moment he saw the talisman, a name naturally emerged in Chu Tai's mind [Ninth Grade Boy], and then a lot of information appeared in his mind.
Apart from a secret method of collecting the moon that should be an upgrade from "The Method of Ming Yue Guan Cun", there are more basic knowledge of cultivation and some simple rituals, such as corresponding talismans, spells, gangs, secrets and steps. The combination of the two allows Chu Tai to obtain some means to cast simple spells by consuming the energy and materials prepared in advance.
The most important thing is, with the blessing of the name [Tongzi] and the comprehension of the secret method of collecting the moon, Chu Tai's body naturally gave birth to magical power containing some of the characteristics of moonlight.
Chu Tai instantly understood what Si Ming meant when he said that he would gain abilities if he survived.
But before he could think about it, everything before his eyes changed again, and he returned to his original place, in front of Tianmen God.
At this time, the God of Tianmen was holding a dark gourd that was two feet high. Black smoke wrapped in green bean-sized ghost fire spewed out from the mouth of the gourd and scattered around. In the black smoke, there were also large and small demon flags standing in rows, arranged according to the positions of the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams, tightly binding the two young men in the center.
Chu Tai saw clearly that the young man was his companion who had been cast into the liquid jade-like substance by the Tianmen God like him.
Unlike before, the two young men in front of him became more handsome.
A person with a faint glow on his body and a halo like the morning glow behind his head. Flames followed him with every move he made. He was like a fairy in flames, ready to burn away the dark air around him.
One of them had a green glow surging on his body, and there was a round light floating behind his head. His long sleeves were waving, and the shadow of a lotus leaf emerged, holding up the falling black air. In the center, there was dew floating up and down, neutralizing it.
But these methods were useless in front of Tianmen God. Wisps of black air continued to erode the bodies of the two young men, and the halo like the morning light was also stained with a little turbidity.
The extra knowledge in Chu Tai's memory made him understand that Tianmen Divine Lord was trying to refine the two teenagers into demon gods. Although he was unclear why Tianmen Divine Lord was refining them so slowly given the huge gap in their cultivation levels, he knew that the teenagers would not be able to hold on for long.
(End of this chapter)