SWDnovel Chapter 119 The Corpse-Guarding Lamp
Chapter 119 The Corpse-Guarding Lamp
Grandma Tianjing looked puzzled.
"is that so?"
"Oh, it seems there are records of this before. You're really lucky!"
She was a stone demon, not a human, so naturally she had never practiced human techniques. Her previous teachings were mostly based on her racial talents and her extensive experience, which led her to copy books without being able to distinguish between truth and falsehood. However, since it seemed to match something in her memory, she took it as true.
"Child, you're lucky to be alive..." she said, her face still trembling with fear. "What if you had become a living dead because of this!"
"Grandma, I'm so ashamed to face anyone now..."
"It's my fault, it's my fault. If I had known you were so talented and progressed so quickly, I should have taught you the method of leaving your body."
"Can you still hold on? I'll show you the Body-Guarding Technique right now, a technique called the Corpse-Guarding Lamp!"
Yang Silang nodded vigorously.
Grandma Tianjing pointed to the scroll on the wall, and a beam of green light shot out.
The scroll rippled, and a figure immediately appeared. It was a familiar face—the white-faced, long-bearded Taoist who had vomited blood after failing to open his eyes last time.
However, the Taoist in the painting has a few gray hairs on his beard, making him seem a few years older.
The Taoist's figure fluctuated slightly, appearing illusory and unreal.
This is a mirage demon demanding benefits.
Yang Silang flicked his finger and dripped blood. His soul was injured, but his blood and qi were unharmed. The mirage demon ate the blood, and the image on the scroll immediately stabilized.
The Taoist priest was sitting cross-legged, and a scroll was hanging on the wall opposite him.
Yang Silang was used to it; it was another picture-within-a-picture perspective.
The scroll on the wall unfurled, and after the Taoist dripped blood, the image of the Ruyi Heavenly Venerable appeared, but this Heavenly Venerable had no face.
However, the fact that the Taoist was able to cultivate this step of the technique clearly meant that he had also successfully opened his third eye.
The image of Ruyi Tianzun is transparent, so as to show how the divine soul inside operates. The surrounding area is a semi-transparent circular space, and one can vaguely see the white bone sky, flesh mountains and blood rivers outside the space.
Having gone through the introspection stage, Yang Silang immediately understood that what was displayed before him was the divine soul manifestation within the Niwan Palace.
Ruyi Tianzun breathes with a peculiar rhythm, and with each inhale and exhale, the power of wind and thunder can be faintly heard.
Previously, the breathing techniques used to stabilize the Niwan point, generate the spirit and soul, and apply the Dragon Eyes were all methods to strengthen the spirit and soul.
But this time the breathing was different. Even through the painting, Yang Silang could hear that his already damaged soul seemed to have been injured even more, causing him a great headache.
"Watch closely, this breathing technique is called the Soul Separation Technique. It separates the soul's thoughts to condense the Corpse Lamp!" Granny Tianjing reminded loudly from the side.
Ruyi Tianzun's breathing became faster and faster, and his soul light flickered erratically. With a unique frequency of vibration, it finally reached a certain point.
A soft click.
Part of its soul light detached from its body and landed in the Niwan Palace.
The overall form of the Ruyi Tianzun was intact, but its light was dim and much weaker. He sat cross-legged, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, and cast a series of magic seals onto the fallen ball of light, causing it to shake restlessly, as if something inside was about to break out of its body.
And so they persisted for an unknown period of time.
A soft popping sound.
The detached ball of light transformed into the shape of a lamp, without a core but burning with a blue flame.
With a wave of his hand, the image of the Heavenly Venerable Ruyi absorbed the lamp into his body.
The scroll image on the wall ends here, and the blank space next to it is filled with text explanations.
The general idea is that if the soul leaves the body and does not return, the physical body becomes a living corpse; if the spirit and body cannot be united, then the spirit dies and the body perishes.
In order to successfully allow the soul to leave the body and return at will, a lamp needs to be lit. That is, the main thought of the soul is cut off and a portion of thought is generated, which is then visualized as a lamp.
When the soul leaves the body, the body becomes a living corpse, hence this method is called the Corpse-Guarding Lamp Method.
Like guiding a ship through the darkest night, avoiding dangerous underwater reefs.
Because the corpse lamp and the main thought of the soul originate from the same source, as long as the soul leaves the body and does not stray far, it can see the location of the corpse lamp. When the thought of returning arises, the corpse lamp will resonate with the soul and actively guide the soul back to its place.
The prerequisite for lighting the corpse lamp is to separate the soul. Once the corpse lamp is lit, the soul will no longer be afraid to leave the body.
The scroll also provides a quick method: find an old lamp in reality, soak it in blood, and then visualize it residing in the Niwan Palace day and night. This makes it easier for the mind and spirit to split.
This is an auxiliary method of observing the moon from the well.
The pale-faced Taoist sat comfortably on the futon, holding a lamp in his hand. The lamp had no wick and no oil in its body; it was a lamp without a source. The material was ordinary-looking, and the lamp body was slightly blackened by the flame, indicating that it had been around for many years.
The Taoist flicked his fingers, performing a magic seal, and sprayed drops of blood onto the lamp, turning it bright red. Then he held the lamp with both hands, closed his eyes, and began to meditate.
After an unknown amount of time, he squeezed the lamp into iron powder with both hands, laughed loudly and stood up. Clearly, his soul in his Niwan Palace had undergone a change, and he had successfully lit the corpse lamp.
After reading the entire "Corpse-Guarding Lamp Technique," Yang Silang was somewhat moved, realizing that this was how the senior Taoist priest resolved the dangers encountered when the soul left the body.
It turns out I was just missing a lamp!
We need to light it when we get back!
After he finished watching, Grandma Tianjing gave him a long and detailed explanation.
"My child, I see your spirit is broken; you should rest and recuperate for a few days!"
"Forget about the Realm of Wandering Gods."
"After a month or two of recuperation, once your soul has recovered, lighting the corpse lamp won't be difficult for you."
"To reach the Nascent Soul Realm with just seven incense sticks... hmm, that's quite impressive."
"Actually, for ordinary people practicing cultivation, one stick of incense can last for several days. In total, it is normal for seven sticks of incense to last for more than a month or two."
"You used up only one incense stick in one night, that's too much. It would be a shame if you wasted any of it."
Yang Silang raised an eyebrow upon hearing this.
Grandma doesn't believe in her own abilities!
Tonight, use the Rejuvenation Technique to restore your soul; at the latest, start lighting the lamps tomorrow.
He couldn't wait to say goodbye and leave Wujing Tower. He returned to his room and carefully examined the lamps inside.
Although Yang Silang was only temporary, the house was not. Everything inside was prepared according to the standards of a proper instructor. The copper oil lamps were gleaming and made of high-quality brass.
"No, no...it's too new..."
"Not enough years."
Yang Silang's brow furrowed, a plan forming in his mind. He hurriedly took the lantern and went out.
The instructors' quarters at the martial arts academy were a small courtyard surrounded by rows of houses for the instructors' assistants.
He took the copper lamp and pushed the door open to enter.
Wang Daniu, shirtless and wearing only underwear, lay sprawled on the bed, engrossed in reading "The Record of Encounters with Demons" under the dim light of a blackened, crookedly cast iron lamp.
He was so startled when Yang Silang suddenly burst in that he trembled and threw down his books and other belongings.
"Fourth Brother, what brings you here?"
Yang Silang looked down at the Demon-Seeing Record on the ground and smirked. No wonder he couldn't find the book for some time; it turned out Wang Daniu had taken it.
When Wang Daniu saw his gaze fall upon him, he gave an awkward chuckle.
"Fourth Brother, I was just tired from practicing my boxing, so I watched this to pass the time."
"I'm not watching anymore, I'm going to practice my boxing now..."
Yang Silang simply placed the bronze lamp on the table, took the black iron lamp, and left.
"I want to read, but your light isn't working properly. Let's switch lights..."
Wang Daniu didn't react until his figure disappeared. He looked at the brand-new bronze lamp on the table, which was obviously much better than his iron lamp.
Da Niu's eyes welled up with tears.
"Fourth Brother...my dear brother..."
the other side.
Yang Silang took the old iron lamp back into the house, busied himself for a while, poured out the lamp oil, cut off the wick, and then did nothing but sit quietly cross-legged.
As soon as dawn broke, he suddenly opened his eyes. The number of times he could use his supernatural powers for the day had been refreshed, and he could use them to his heart's content again!
"Rejuvenation!"
"Rejuvenation!"
"Rejuvenation!"
After an hour, Yang Silang used the Rejuvenation Divine Power three times in a row, finally restoring most of his soul... He didn't dare to restore it to its best state because the Corpse Lamp had not yet been lit.
He didn't want to have to use his teleportation ability to save his life again—what if he teleported outside this time?
Yang Silang held the iron lamp in his hands, and drops of blood were forced from his fingertips, gradually turning the smoke-blackened iron lamp into a bright red color. At the same time, he used the Soul Splitting Breathing Technique.
huh... huh...
The breathing rhythm is sometimes fast and sometimes slow, sometimes fast like rain pattering on banana leaves, and sometimes slow like an old turtle exhaling.
Within the Niwan Palace, the divine soul manifested as the Ruyi Heavenly Venerable, simultaneously forming hand seals, and the light emanating from his body vibrated and flickered in unpredictable motion.
This continued for an unknown period of time.
Sensing the opportune moment, Yang Silang rubbed his fingers together to ignite the fifth incense stick, took a deep breath of the fragrant mist, and transformed it into soul power.
Take advantage of this opportunity.
The image of Ruyi Tianzun flashed with a blue light, and immediately a ball of light rolled out and fell off, causing the light of the image's body to dim considerably in an instant.
Yang Silang took another breath of the calming incense mist.
"Forge the lamp!"
Body and soul simultaneously formed hand seals. Outside, both palms struck the old iron lamp stained with blood; inside the Niwan Palace, the Heavenly Venerable Ruyi struck the ball of blue light with both hands.
boo...
A soft sound came from inside the Niwan Palace.
The azure light receded and transformed, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, revealing an ancient, simple azure lamp that ignited without fire, its flame glowing with a faint, eerie soul fire.
With a wave of his hand, the Ruyi Celestial Venerable caused the corpse lamp to rise slowly, land in his palm, and then merge into his body.
The corpse-lighting lamp is now complete!
The moment this lamp is lit, it instantly connects with the soul and the mind, with an invisible and intangible link between them, like the umbilical cord of a fetus, connecting the soul and the body.
The statue of Ruyi Tianzun took another deep breath.
hiss……
The inhalation was so intense that most of the calming incense in the incense burner was immediately depleted!
Thick, milky-white fragrant mist, like two white dragons, entered my nostrils and poured into my soul and body.
In an instant, his soul surged, its size and strength not only immediately reaching the state it had when it was in danger last time, but also quickly surpassing it, becoming increasingly solid.
next moment.
Yang Silang's perspective shifted instantly, returning to the Niwan Palace. He realized that his consciousness had been absorbed by the divine soul, and his divine soul body lightly lifted off the "ground" and flew into the sky.
This time, Yang Silang was not flustered.
He calmly watched as his soul emerged from his physical head, passed through the Baihui acupoint on the top of his head, and swam out of his body.
Although it was normal temperature outside, the soul still felt icy cold. Fortunately, perhaps because the soul was growing stronger, it was not the kind of deathly cold that would forcibly freeze and peel away the soul light.
It's tolerable.
When the soul looks down, because it is detached from the body, the spiritual sense cannot see through the physical body and cannot see inward.
It's tolerable.
When the soul looks down, because it is detached from the body, the spiritual sense cannot see through the physical body and cannot see inward.
Yet, one can clearly sense that within the massive, mountain-like head below, there is a tiny but resilient entity closely connected to the soul, the two having an inseparable relationship, and through the flesh, it seems to be faintly glowing.
Like a beacon in the darkness, its light is soft, but the longer you stare at it, the brighter it becomes. Eventually, it shines like the sun in the sky, making its presence impossible to ignore.
Isn't it just my own corpse lamp?
"return!"
A thought flashed through Yang Silang's mind.