Chapter 665: Puppet ‘big guy’

In the tomb of the saint, the world of colored glaze treasures.
Yang Jian was sitting cross-legged in front of the eighty-first colored glaze orb. The master of colored glaze was frowning and thinking about Yang Jian's problem. The surrounding saints were silent.
Yang Jian just asked about the origin of the "Lingyun" method. All the saints who fell during the time of Taishi all have Lingyun entrusting their true spirits. Is that the two older and more obscure Taichu and Taiyi before Taishi? In the age, there is also the law of Lingyun.
For a long time, Liuli Baozhu finally said: "It should be a method that has been passed down since ancient times. After the beginning, the Tao has changed greatly in the chaos, and there is no Lingyun method."
Yang Jian frowned, this was not the answer he wanted.
"But as for when this method appeared..." Liuli Baozhu gently shook his head, "I'm afraid no one has ever studied it."
Xue Ji leaned against the glazed platform, her slender figure and lazy style seemed to provoke her soul.
She also said: "I have inquired about all the remnants left by the saints, and the integrated information has nothing to do with the spirit. This was a practice widely circulated among the saints at the time of Taishi. Not much."
"Thank you seniors," Yang Jian bowed his head and thanked him, with a little disappointment written on his face.
He now really wants to know who the previous life is, but he doesn't want to get the light of the previous life, but he has some questions and wants to find out.
But don't make it to the end, his previous life was actually the big villain who wiped out a certain era, and that really caused him a headache...Although his previous life would not affect the present.
Liuli Baozhu said: "Can you tell me something about what the little friend saw in his previous life?"
Yang Jian hesitated a little, but he still briefly said what he saw; it was just that he deliberately hid many details, just saying that he had seen how he saw the battle.
After all, this is his own secret. Although it can be known to Xiao Lan, it cannot be said to these saints.
What is worried is still the uncertain identity in the previous life; the man with the disheveled hair in the previous life was too decisive when he sent the white shadow into the river of true spirits with one palm...
Of course, no matter what, Yang Jian knew what to do and where to stand.
"It should be at the end of the beginning."
"I heard from the little friend, it will not be a character of our generation."
"The beginning and the end of the Taichu, also known as the Dark Element of the Taichu, a force shrouded the tangible world at that time, and slaughtered creatures and destroyed the true spirits. After countless years after the end of that extremely dark era, the opening and rise of Taishi only took place."
"Yes, it should be a saint from the beginning."
"This strong man seems to have torn open the dark and skyless Anyuan with his own strength. It is really beyond our reach."
Many saint Can Ling expressed their opinions, and Yang Jian also listened dubiously.
In the beginning, the beginning of ten thousand ways; too easy, the Tao has not yet been born.
In other words, the creatures in the chaos at this time cannot understand how the great age of Tai Yi existed; from the beginning, there is a way to follow and a way to follow.
Yang Jian sighed lightly, not too much entangled in the matter.
He asked again: "Seniors, can the true spirit reincarnate in the true spirit long river?"
"Reincarnation?" Liuli Baozhu gently shook his head and smiled, "In today's tangible world, there may be many misunderstandings about the true spiritual river. The true spirit does not exist in the true spiritual river, but the true spirit resides in all things in the world. The long river is only the epitome of time, but the condensation of the avenue of time."
"If you take a knife to cut off the real primordial long river, you can see a great world in it. And if you walk down the long river half a step, and then cut off the real primordial river, what you see is still that great world, but the years It's a little later."
The Avenue of Time?
A little aura appeared in Yang Jian's heart, but it quickly disappeared.
A scribe-like saint Can Ling smiled and said, "The Dao of True Spirits flourished very much in the Taishi era. Nowadays, there are no ten methods of Dao. You don't know it is right for you."
Another old man said: "The true spirit is immortal. It swims in the tangible world. If you get the chance, you will evolve the soul. The soul is the beginning of the soul. This is the foundation of all spirits."
"The rise and fall of the soul, the heaven and the earth change from the dynasty to the tomb, and the creatures die from life, return to the true spirit, and swim in the tangible world. This is the principle that the true spirit is immortal.
Yang Jian nodded slowly, claiming that he was taught, and then thought for a while.
Simply put, the true spirit itself can ‘reincarnate on its own’, but the process is extremely long.
This theory also explains clearly, why before the opening of the Six Paths of Samsara, why Honghuang was not crushed by the souls of those creatures after death, but in fact they slowly dissipated the power of the soul, restored the true soul, and drifted away from the world. .
True Spirit, if you continue to study this path, you may discover the true meaning of the existence of this world in this lifetime.
The higher the level, the less he knew he knew, and Yang Jian sighed for a while and got the most important answer to this trip.
Probably, that white shadow should survive.
Yang Jian asked, "Is the true spirit immortal?"
"Yes, the true spirit is indeed indestructible, even if the saint takes action, it cannot really destroy the true spirit."
Yang Jian couldn't help but think of the battle between himself and the heavenly general Mo Han many years ago. At that time, he pinched Mo Han's'True Spirit' out, so what was the pinch out?
He asked the question in his mind, causing a few chuckles.
Xue Ji smiled and said, "The candle can be extinguished, but the candle is still there."
Yang Jian was stunned, and smiled freely, all the troubles in his heart were gone.
The true spirit is like a candle, and the light of the candle is the soul; if the candle is blown out, the candle will disappear in the dark, but it still exists.
It's that simple.
"The predecessors are all talking about the'tangible realm', is there still an'invisible realm'?"
"Oh..." Liuli Baozhu sighed, "We don't know if there is an invisible realm, but at the peak of the Taishi era, we jointly searched the entire tangible realm, but did not find the powerful enemies that destroyed the beginning. So the tangible realm and the invisible realm were proposed. Otherwise, where does the powerful enemy come from?"
Yang Jian couldn't help being silent. After thinking for a long time, he felt that he had solved a puzzle and blown a veil. Unexpectedly, there was more confusion and more cover up behind him.
Okay, all of these must be explored step by step.
Yang Jian didn't ask any more. The saints began to inquire about many details of Yang Jian about his past life. Yang Jian thought about it in his heart, and told some of these details to the predecessors who had actually died out.
No one knows who that person is.
All the saints' Canlings speculated that the [Hua Lingyun] they practiced has changed due to the changes in the Dark Essence Tao in the beginning.
None of the true spirits of the Taishi sages can return from the spiritual cloud, which is the best example; not to mention that the spiritual cloud wraps the body of the sage and then stands up to fight the enemy.
But what Yang Jian said was nothing false, and [Hua Lingyun] didn't feel the slightest regret. That should be the influence of the change of Taoism.
Liuli Baozhu sent Yang Jian back to Xuandu City.
When he stepped out of the condensed glazed door, Yang Jian felt in his heart that he would not go to the tomb of the saint for a long time.
But after all, I still have to go. There is a strong enemy suppressed, and that is the existence that can answer all questions and all doubts.
After sighing, Yang Jian looked at the witches who were practicing in the corner of Xuandu City, and was a little dazed.
Then he released Kitty Hawk again, teasing it in his hand, making Kitty squint comfortably, and rubbed against Yang Jian's fingers affectionately.
Let it stand on its shoulders honestly, stepping out of Xuandu City, to follow Xiao Hei's trace, and get rid of the demon master Kunpeng as soon as possible.
As soon as he was about to leave, he suddenly saw Puppet Fourteen, wrapped in cloth strips, beckoning on the city wall, Yang Jian didn't think much, and flew to the city wall.
"What's wrong?" Yang Jian asked curiously.
On weekdays, the four puppets are in a state of retreat, unless Yang Jian or Xuan Du asks them, and they have never actively greeted others.
Puppet Fourteen pointed to the root of the other wall with a little surprise in his voice, "Old man is looking for you."
"Old man?"
Yang Jian leaned forward and looked over there. He suddenly saw the old man sitting in a pile of iron stones. Thinking of what Xuan Du had said about this old man, Yang Jian suddenly looked bewildered.
Isn't this crazy?
The puppet Taoist powerhouse at the same time as Pangu Great God, in order to prove his sanctification by the puppet way, he forced himself into a puppet...
After that, this puppet Taoist also created countless puppets in Xuandu City...
"Go now." Puppet Fourteen urged, and Yang Jian nodded, jumped down from the top of the city, fell hundreds of feet away from the old man, and walked over.
"Junior Yang Jian, meet senior."
Yang Jian shouted from a distance, and the old man who was putting together the puppet raised his head. The lifeless eyes and the somewhat messy long hair made Yang Jian unable to stop.
The old man stared at Yang Jian for a while, as if his spirituality was not as good as Puppet Fourteen; but Yang Jian didn't dare to be careless in his heart~EbookFREE.me~ and he had a preconceived respect for the powerhouses of Pangu God's contemporary.
at last……
"Sage reincarnation... Eight-nine Profound Art... Yang Jian... come here..."
The old man stood up slowly, his movements a little stiff, and there seemed to be two wooden legs carved from dead wood under his robe, which made Yang Jian always feel that the dead wood would break at any time.
The old puppet slowly raised his hand and patted it lightly on the wall. He heard a sound of a machine, a stone door opened silently, and there was a fiery breath rushing toward his face.
The inside of the city wall seems to be hollowed out?
Yang Jian took a step to follow him, and looked inward cautiously, then he immediately respected.
The law of the universe is used here to extend the universe inside the city wall more than ten times...
It seems to be a vast ‘factory workshop’ with busy figures everywhere, magma rushes in the grooves, and ‘gears’ tens of meters in size can be seen everywhere floating in the air, slowly rotating...
And the busy figures everywhere, upon closer inspection, they all looked like old puppets.
"Puppet Dao...Incarnation Art...is to create countless selves...hehe..."
The old puppet said with a smile, and walked in front of him with his hands behind his back.
Yang Jian kept looking around, shocked waves in his heart, too many situations he couldn't explain, too many novel things that made him curious.
Puppet Road...
No wonder how an old man can personally create hundreds of thousands or millions of puppets in a short time.
Here, Yang Jian saw the first assembly line in the flood era...
At that moment, Yang Jian seemed to hear a ‘ding’ and saw a brand new ‘skill tree’.
"Here... come in... I'll... change... mouth..."