My apprentice is a little weird?

Chapter 447 Raising Hands to Repel the Heavenly Tribulation

Rumbling--

Above the sky, dark clouds covered the sky, as dark as ink.

The red-gold earth energy rose from the depths of the Cangwu Mountains, entwined with the surging black clouds, and transformed into roaring dragons and snakes, causing the wind to roar, tigers to howl, and monkeys to cry.

Horrifying streaks of purple lightning flickered in the clouds, as if a world-destroying divine punishment was about to descend.

All the spirit beasts and monsters in the mountains were crawling on the ground, trembling, a fear that came from their natural life instincts.

In the Wuyin Valley, the immortal atmosphere disappeared and it became as noisy as a bustling city in the mortal world.

Those who had been practicing hard in seclusion for years were forcibly disturbed by the disorder of heaven's will. They broke out of seclusion one after another and looked at the sky with horror on their faces.

But no one dared to take off into the air.

"Is this... a punishment from heaven? Or a calamity from heaven?!"

"Impossible! What realm of existence could cause such a terrifying phenomenon in heaven and earth?!"

"Why...why can't I even think of running away...the feeling of impending disaster is so clear!"

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In the Wuyin Valley, the thirty-six caves roared at the same time, and pillars of light shot out into the sky.

The light pillars connected with each other's energy, quickly forming a huge defensive formation that enveloped the entire valley.

At the same time, in the main hall of Wuyin Valley.

Sect leader Li Muran sat high above, and all the elders on both sides appeared, even the supreme elder who had not appeared for a long time. Everyone's face was full of horror.

"What happened? I was in seclusion contemplating what I had learned from the Heavenly Root last time. How could the earth veins suddenly vibrate?!"

"Yes, Master! I spent decades meditating to gain a tiny bit of Qi, but this interruption has completely ruined all my efforts! Could it be that an external enemy has discovered our sect's secret and is coming to attack?!"

The elders were talking at once, and the hall was filled with noise.

The Grand Elder's eyes were half closed, and his majestic gaze swept across the people below.

"Quiet."

Two words were spoken, and one could hear a pin drop in the hall.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the leader Li Muran who remained silent in the main seat.

Li Muran slowly raised his head, his sight seemed to penetrate the dome of the palace, looking at the rolling sky, and sighed softly.

"Heaven is simply not tolerated by heaven and earth. We have secretly stolen its power... Today we are suddenly in chaos. Perhaps... this is really a punishment from heaven."

"This, this, this! Couldn't it be that a senior is undergoing a tribulation here?!" an elder asked unwillingly.

Li Muran shook his head, a hint of despair in his voice: "The heavenly tribulation will lock onto a target, and its energy will gather. But this heavenly punishment... its energy will spread, and a storm is about to come. Its target is probably our entire Mist Hidden Valley..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar again, and everyone looked pale and uneasy.

Li Muran no longer paid attention to the chaos below, but just frowned, his heart full of doubts.

"Heavenly punishment... shouldn't happen? My plan hasn't even been implemented yet, why did it fall so early?"

"What went wrong..."

Suddenly, he felt something in his heart, and turned his head sharply, his eyes looking in the direction of the spiritual spring.

…………

In the spiritual spring.

The river sounds without wind.

He did not use any magical powers, but just stood barefoot, leisurely on the misty spring surface.

The water is calm and there are no ripples.

His black hair fell like a waterfall on his shoulders, his eyes were half closed, and his whole body exuded a kind of ethereal temperament, as if he was about to fly away on the wind in the next moment, so free and easy.

On the shore, Yin Li was staring in amazement.

She felt that the figure of the gentleman in her eyes seemed to turn into a ray of light, illuminating the darkest corner of her soul.

Those self-destructive emotions that she had been suppressing for a long time, and that she herself had not even noticed, at this moment, quietly melted away like ice and snow in the spring breeze.

An unprecedented sense of ease and peace came over me.

Immediately afterwards, a feeling of fatigue that came from the origin of life swept over me.

She was physically healthy and her mind was clearer than ever, but she was sleepy, extremely sleepy.

The moment before her consciousness fell into darkness, she looked at the figure and a smile as bright as a summer flower bloomed on the corner of her mouth.

"Sir, you are fine..."

Before she finished her words, a golden lotus quietly blossomed from beneath her body, growing in the wind and gently "swallowing" her into its heart.

Auspicious clouds and lucky aura rise around it, surrounding the golden lotus as if guarding a rare treasure.

On the side, Sister Bao was completely dumbfounded. She held her magic gourd and stared at Jiang Yan helplessly.

"You! You! Have you become an immortal?!"

"You... you accomplished something that no one has been able to do for thousands of years?!"

Jiang Yan slowly opened his eyes. They were a pair of calm eyes, so deep that they seemed to reflect the heavens and the world.

He just looked at Baojie quietly, which made her feel uncomfortable all over and even a little restrained like a child facing an elder.

"I...I said something wrong?"

"Ha~"

Jiang Yan chuckled and didn't answer, but just gestured for her to look around.

Baojie finally woke up from her dream and suddenly realized that the world had lost its color without her knowing when!

Above the sky, angry dragons are surging; beneath the earth, veins are bursting wildly!

"This is! A heavenly tribulation?! You..."

Sister Bao was horrified. All her attention had been drawn to Jiang Yan's strange behavior, and she didn't realize that she had already been in the cloud of disaster!

It's over now!

When a cultivator is going through tribulation, the most taboo thing is for outsiders to intrude. The heavenly tribulation will regard the intruder as an accomplice, and the power will be doubled, and the intruder will be struck together!

Baojie felt that she had gotten herself into trouble. She had only heard of the "tribulation of attaining enlightenment and becoming an immortal" in legends, and the ones she had seen with her own eyes were all pseudo-immortals who had attained enlightenment. She had never seen such a scene!

It's too late to run now! I'm about to be chopped into pieces!

Jiang Yan looked at her cute panicked look, chuckled, and stopped teasing her.

"It doesn't matter."

He spoke slowly, his voice not loud, but with a power that soothed everything.

"This world is incomplete, so no true immortal can be born. Therefore, this so-called heavenly tribulation is just a show."

"Having the 'momentum' without the 'power' wouldn't even help me shed this mortal body."

As he spoke, Jiang Yan slowly raised his hand.

It was an ordinary hand, without any worldly air or any magical power.

Then, he waved lightly at the apocalyptic scene.

Like brushing a speck of dust off your sleeve.

In an instant, the strange vision of heaven and earth that seemed to overturn the entire world suddenly receded like a tide!

Not annihilation, but retreat!

It was a spontaneous and respectful retreat!

It’s as if time goes backwards, the shot arrows fly back, and the splashed rivers flow back to their source!

But in a moment, the sky became clear, the earth became bright, and the clouds were light and the wind was gentle.

It was as if the devastating scene before had never happened.

Ordinary monks have no way of perceiving such a horrifying scene.

The disciples in the Mist Valley simply thought that the "heavenly punishment" had dissipated on its own. They all felt sad and were grateful for having survived the disaster.

However, no one could understand how terrifying the power contained in the event of "the retreat of heaven's punishment" itself.

Of course, this "one person" definitely does not include Baojie.

The supreme power of this "raising the palm to repel the heavenly calamity" move shocked her.

She just stood there motionless, staring with her big round eyes, her mind blank, completely losing the ability to think.

Jiang Yan had never seen such a "well-behaved" Bao Jie, and couldn't help but chuckle.

He flashed in front of Sister Bao and playfully scratched her small nose with his hand.

"Sister Bao, do you want to learn?"

"Do you want me to teach you?"

“I promise to teach you until you learn it.”

Baojie's body stiffened, and her face turned red, which was unusual for her. She clenched her fist and slammed away Jiang Yan's hand that was scratching her nose.

“Who wants to learn your ways?”

She turned her head away stubbornly.

"Even if you succeed, it's just luck, and... and..."

He couldn't continue speaking halfway through.

Jiang Yan looked at her hypocritical expression, a hint of mischief flashed in his eyes, and he waited quietly with a calm expression.

Sister Bao held it in for a long time, but finally couldn't pretend anymore. Her face fell, and she stared at Jiang Yan with a wronged but righteous look.

"Okay, okay! I do want to learn!"

She jumped up and down, waving her little fists.

"Wave your hand to repel the heavenly tribulation! Heavenly tribulation! That's a heavenly tribulation that even immortals have to be careful of! And you actually shooed it away like a fly!"

Seeing her like this, Jiang Yan couldn't help but chuckle: "Mo Zan, basic exercises are not six."

"Fuck you!"

Bao Jie was furious: "How many geniuses in the entire world of immortal cultivation are trapped in the state of refining emptiness and merging with the Tao, unable to make any progress. How many so-called Tao is easy to seek but difficult to attain, seeking the Tao by repeating the words of their predecessors and being constrained by their predecessors. Only by realizing the Tao on your own can you achieve true freedom. And now that you have achieved the Tao, I don't know how many heroes are envious, even I..."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but feel a little sad.

But Jiang Yan still looked calm and composed, as if the earth-shattering scene just now was just a casual act.

Baojie couldn't stand his pretentiousness and raised her chin slightly:

"Since you're so powerful, then tell me what path you've attained. What are its uses? Are you considered an immortal now? Also, why do you say this world is incomplete and can't become a true heavenly tribulation?"

A series of questions were thrown out, and Baojie's eyes flashed with curiosity, but she pretended to be reserved.

Jiang Yan smiled calmly, ready to keep the secret: "Well..."

"Snapped!"

A small fist hit him on the forehead accurately.

"Hiss!" Jiang Yan's immortal-like demeanor was instantly broken, and he covered his head with a grimacing face. "How could you hit so hard with such a small body!"

Bao Jie proudly placed her hands on her waist and snorted, "Your master is no longer the same master he was decades ago, but your Bao Jie is still your Bao Jie. Don't keep me in suspense! Come on!"

Jiang Yan, who had been so ethereal just a moment ago, now looked like an ordinary person being bullied by a naughty kid. His extraordinary aura was completely gone. Seeing this contrast, Sister Bao felt very happy, and her eyes narrowed into crescents.

In the distance, a hidden figure opened his eyes wide. It was Su Xiaoli.

The changes in the world just now scared her.

I had come here to check on Yin Li, worried she might have gotten into trouble in the Spiritual Spring. But I hadn't expected to hear such a shocking conversation. My heart was pounding like a drum, and beads of sweat were forming on my forehead.

"Who are these two people? Why did they sneak into our sect? And they look quite advanced, perhaps even higher than the Sect Master..."

Su Xiaoli didn't dare to move. She could sense the other party's unfathomable cultivation, so she could only hide in the shadows and observe. Beneath the silk scarf wrapped around her head, a pair of furry cat ears trembled slightly with nervousness.

Jiang Yan had long been aware of her presence, but he didn't care at all and had no intention of pointing it out. Bao Jie's attention was completely focused on Jiang Yan, and she didn't notice that there was a third person present.

"Okay, okay, isn't that okay?" Jiang Yan rubbed his head helplessly.

"I used to think I was cultivating the Dao of Formations, the Dao of Swords, and the Dao of Talismans, but it wasn't until I delved deeper into my true heart that I realized my Dao wasn't like that."

He raised his hand and effortlessly swept it across the air. Instantly, spiritual mist rose, and the spiritual energy between heaven and earth converged, transforming into clouds that surrounded him. With a casual wave of his hand, thousands of flowers and butterflies fluttered in, dancing at his fingertips. The entire process was comfortable and natural, freehand and smooth, without the slightest trace of worldly airs.

Her fingers were as slender as jade, her skin was as flawless as cream, and her every move revealed an otherworldly aura, as if she were not an ordinary person.

Sister Bao stared at this scene that seemed like the creation of the world, her eyes widened, and her previous arrogance disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Su Xiaoli in the dark was so mesmerized that she didn't even notice the silk scarf wrapped around her head had loosened, and her exposed cat ears trembled slightly in the breeze.

"My Dao has many names. In the world of immortal cultivation, it is generally called the Dao of Mind and Matter, the Dao of Being and Non-being, the Dao of Contemplation, and the Dao of the Heart Realm."

Jiang Yan's voice was like a clear spring flowing over a stone: "But I like to call it the 'subjective and objective' way the most."

"The subjective and objective way?" Baojie murmured again.

"The Mind-Object Dao directly points to the transformation of mind and matter, advocating that the mind can transform matter, and matter can imprint the mind." Jiang Yan spoke as he gently stroked the flowers and butterflies beside him. "It's like using your subjective will to carve a formation in the objective world, making the mountains, rocks, and plants become extensions of your mind, and the laws of heaven and earth also flow according to your will."

As soon as he finished speaking, he lightly touched a flower with his fingertips, and the flower instantly transformed into a sword energy, extremely sharp. Then he gently stroked a butterfly, and the butterfly transformed into a formation pattern, floating in the air.

"The Way of Being and Non-being takes the intergeneration and mutual growth of being and non-being, emphasizing the extraction of subjective nothingness from objective reality, and then using nothingness to govern reality."

He flipped his palm, and the flower sword energy disappeared instantly, as if it had never existed, but reappeared the next moment, unpredictable.

"Observation and reflection are the way. Observation is objective reflection, reflection is subjective insight. Use observation to reflect objects, use objects to reflect the mind. Observation and reflection are harmonious, and this is the great way."

Jiang Yan closed his eyes, and everything in the world around him seemed to be reflected in his mind, and his state of mind was also reflected on everything, forming a wonderful resonance.

"In the Dao of the Heart Realm, the heart is the subjective realm, and the realm is the objective domain. What the heart thinks is manifested in the outside world, and what changes in the outside world can also be imprinted in the heart. Ultimately, the heart realm is the world, and the world is the heart realm."

As he spoke, the scene around the entire spiritual spring began to change subtly, as if it was changing within his mind.

Sister Bao was so shocked that she was speechless. She had never seen such a mysterious Taoism. She only had a glimpse of it at the beginning of the birth of her spirituality and the scenes of heaven and earth engraved in the origin, and had never seen it since then.

Su Xiaoli was so fascinated that she forgot to hide her cat ears, which swayed gently outside the silk scarf.

"But at the end of the day,"

Jiang Yan opened his eyes and smiled calmly, "I still prefer to call it the way of subjectivity and objectivity. If I am subjective, I control everything within the subjective, while remaining unmoved and invulnerable in the objective. In other words, whatever my heart desires, I control. So it encompasses the theory of the mind and the object."

As soon as he finished speaking, the flowers, butterflies, clouds, and spiritual energy around him changed according to his thoughts, as if the entire world was under his control.