Dedicate One’s Mind

The wind howls, and the sound of killing comes from time to time. It is the ghosts fighting each other. As long as they kill each other, they can get the condensed Yin Qi of the other party. It is much faster than the efficiency of their own hard training, but Blindly seizing the opponent's Yin Qi will make your own Yin Qi mixed and impure, affecting future progress.

So most of the people who are fighting now are first-level ghosts. After advancing to spirit ghosts, they are wisely invented. Knowing that this will not work, they naturally look for places with pure yin energy to refine their own yin energy. This is why most spirit ghosts live in large areas. A reason inside Huai Town.

After Wu Yi finished recuperating, the eastern sky had already revealed a hint of bright color. Even if there was a fierce ghost here who was about to be promoted to the Ghost King, it could not completely stop the sun's rays. At most, it could be blocked. The power of heaven and earth was really impressive.

Wu Yi stood up and faced the east. He knew that a golden sun was rising in that direction and would spread light over the land of hundreds of millions of feet.

Seeing that the sun was about to rise, the ghosts had a completely different attitude. They screamed and stopped, and fled to a secluded place to hide. Even if the sun's brilliance was blocked by dark clouds and couldn't actually shine in, they were afraid of the sun. Instinct, especially for fierce ghosts like them, their souls will fly away when the sun shines on them, and they will not enter reincarnation.

Even extraordinary spirit ghosts would not like to walk under the sun. Last time, in order to let Zhen follow the two people with peace of mind, Wu Yi tried his best to coax Zhen.

The sun is out and we can do things again. Wu Yi secretly thought in his heart, how could Wu Yi be willing to accept the fact that he was frustrated and had his disguise skills broken by that ghost last night, and no valuable information was found.

"Cultivating the Dharma is now my weakest skill. Most of the techniques required in "Feng Dao Lu" involve the Dharma, but I didn't see any chapters describing how to practice the Dharma. Is it possible? Do we need to rely on the improvement of Qi to improve our Dharma cultivation?"

Wu Yi said angrily that he read the contents of "Feng Duo Lu" over and over again in his mind, but he really couldn't find any content about how to practice the Dharma. It's like giving you countless seeds of Qihua Yaocao, but But they won’t give you soil, even if you know that these flowers and plants are very precious, there is nothing you can do about it.

For the matter of Dahuai Town, it is absolutely not enough to rely on his own cultivation. No matter how confident he is, he is not arrogant enough to think that he can build the foundation and open the pulse in just a few days. Once he meets the first-level deacon professor in the sect, The ghost is ten dead and has no life.

If you can't take the right path, you can take the side path. Wu Yi has always pursued practicality first. As long as it can help him fish in troubled waters, he can't use any method. However, the most convenient Dharma path is blocked at the moment, which is really worrying.

With his current weak Dharma cultivation, it would take him a whole night to cultivate even if his mind is broken. I don’t know when and what month he will be able to find out what happened in Dahuai Town, and the people in the Taoist temple are currently The master is coming soon, at least Wu Yi thinks that the Taoist temple will definitely send a master here.

After all, it is not far from the Taoist temple. When a ghost disaster occurs around the Taoist temple, the master in the temple will not know how much blame he will receive. Wu Yi even guessed that Wang Chuchen might come. After all, if there are ghosts close to the ghost king, there are no other ghosts in the Taoist temple. People can suppress it.

"When the temple master comes, I won't have to stay any longer, hum." Wu Yi was heartbroken and stopped thinking about these trivial matters. His mind was completely absorbed in the desolate and simple stone tablet inscribed with "Fengduolu", trying to find out what it was. The method of cultivating the Dharma.

The desolate and dark stone tablet reaches into the sky, the mysterious and wonderful inscriptions, the countless evolutions, and most importantly, the majestic atmosphere that suppresses the heavens, all prove that the stone tablet has an extraordinary origin.

Looking at the stone tablet that evolved in his mind attentively, Wu Yi's mind circled around the stone tablet, but he still couldn't find the method he wanted.

Under this majestic stone tablet, Wu Yi couldn't help but feel a sense of insignificance, just like a mortal who obtained the Wordless Book and wanted to understand the endless truth contained in it, but found that he could not see anything.

After wandering outside the stone monument for a long time with no results, Wu Yi came up with the idea for some reason: since it can't be seen from the outside, let's go inside and maybe find out.

He approached the stone tablet with his mind and touched it with his palms first. Since it was all manifestation of the spirit, his palms passed through the surface of the stone tablet, and an extremely comfortable feeling came from his palm. Wu Yi subconsciously wanted to completely enter the stone tablet with his whole body.

It seems to contain endless mysteries, the principles of heaven and man, the ways of all living beings, everything you need. As long as you enter, you can get it. In fact, Wu Yi did the same, and his mind completely entered the stone tablet.

At this time, in the outside world, Wu Yi's aura seemed very strange, looming, and seemed to be gradually being isolated from the world.

Wu Yi is about to disappear from this world.

Sensing that the connection between his master and him was getting weaker and weaker, and might even disappear, Xiao, who was protecting Wu Yi, flew around anxiously, looking at the peaceful Wu Yi, not knowing what to do.

Even the black beetle in the bead felt the looming flames around him. He hurriedly stopped everything he was doing, expanded his consciousness, and immediately understood what happened. He couldn't help but curse: "What is this idiot doing? Does he want to enter the underworld? Himself Just look for death, why bother me?" Soon, the black beetle's body began to become looming, making it want to cry.

Black Beetle and Wu Yi are indeed both prosperous and destructive.

This stone monument is actually a boundary monument, a boundary monument between the two realms of life and death. It exists in every world where there are living beings, but not everyone can see it. This is the ultimate principle of heaven and earth, the manifestation of the great road, and chance. Only those who have it can see it, but it is rare to see it even if you don't have the opportunity to become an immortal or an ancestor.

Strictly speaking, the stone monument that exists in Wu Yi's mind is not a real boundary monument, but his understanding of the boundary monument contained in the technique created by a powerful person who has seen the boundary monument before. But even this glimmer of understanding , which is also a discussion of the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, and is definitely not something Wu Yi can get involved in at the moment.

Wu Yi's carelessness inadvertently affected the law of the great road, the way of life and death, from life to death. That's why the black beetle scolded Wu Yi for not knowing whether to live or die.

Generally speaking, monks will only initially understand the power of the great avenue after reaching the golden elixir stage, commonly known as the law. There are three thousand great avenues, and there is no distinction between high and low. If any one is missing, the world will have flaws and the world will not run smoothly.

And this stone tablet can no longer be described as one avenue, it should be said to be a combination of avenues. It seems that Wu Yi is currently entangled with only one of them, but in fact it is mixed with countless other avenues, making it difficult to distinguish. Hard to leave.

It is common for monks after the golden elixir stage to control a trace of the Dao. It is common for them to rely on the laws of the Dao in daily battles. It is also common for the power of the opponent's law to be entrenched in their own bodies and cannot be dissipated. However, that is just a law that the monks themselves understand. It can still be evicted with some effort.

What involves Wu Yi is the stone tablet evolved from the great road, which is different in nature. Unless Wu Yi understands it himself, no one can help him.

What makes Wu Yi strange is that after his mind was completely immersed in the stone tablet, what he saw was still a stone tablet. For a moment, Wu Yi even thought that he had not entered the stone tablet, it was just an illusion, but then Wu Yi knew that he had not entered the stone tablet. There was an hallucination, because this stone tablet seemed more ordinary, not at all as intricately carved and intricately carved as shown on the outside, let alone mysterious and profound text.

Wu Yi was not disappointed. He thought of the beads he saw for the first time. They were also so simple and dim. The treasures are self-obscuring. You can find something extraordinary by just looking at whether they are bright or not.

The world inside the stone tablet is chaotic and chaotic. There is only one stone tablet, which looks empty.

There was nothing mysterious about it from the appearance. Wu Yi tried to touch it with his left hand. The stone tablet was like a phantom. His white hand passed straight through it. He didn't feel that there was another world or anything strange.

But when Wu Yi looked at his left hand that had passed through the stone monument, his face was horrified, his heartbeat was racing, and he was sweating profusely. His hand turned into white bones, and there seemed to be a strange force inside that prevented Wu Yi from pulling his hand back.

"What the hell, damn it." Looking at his left hand that was being held tightly, Wu Yi finally began to feel that he might have been careless. He suddenly thought, "How did I get in here."

With his cautious temperament, he would not be so impulsive, so it could only be that there was something wrong with this stone tablet. Wu Yi frowned, his stern expression showing.

A flash of white light flashed, and Wu Yi Qigen cut off his left arm, completely getting rid of the strange force behind the stone tablet.

There was no blood or anything on the broken wound. His current body was made of his mind, but Wu Yi's complexion turned pale in an instant. Although the damage to his mind was not visible on the body surface, it caused more damage to people. And nothing less.

Outside, Wu Yi was sitting on a tree. At this time, a mouthful of blood spurted out and his body fell backward. If not for the quick eyesight and quick hands of Zhen, who hurriedly caught Wu Yi and spread Wu Yi flat on the ground, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Humans have three treasures, essence, energy and spirit, one of which is indispensable to ensure the health of the human body. The loss of one will cause changes in the other two.

Things didn't end after Wu Yi cut off his left arm. The left arm that fell on the ground changed suddenly and turned into another Wu Yi, but it was an old image. If Wu Yi hadn't vaguely seen She showed some looks, and she couldn't believe that this was what she would look like when she was old.

What surprised Wu Yi even more was that the old man actually spoke.

"I can't believe it. My today is your tomorrow. In a few days, Wang Chuchen will come here and kill the ghosts. You will get nothing. When you return to the temple, you will be suppressed by Sun Zhijie for an excuse. You will never get ahead in your life. Stay in the realm of refining qi."

After the old man finished speaking, he threw his head up and laughed. The laughter was filled with bitterness and helplessness, as well as endless unwillingness. In the end, all the unwillingness turned into deep loneliness, as if he thought that this was what he should be like.

"Give up, don't look for any dharma or dharma. God's actions are constant and destiny is determined. We mortals can't change anything."

Wu Yi originally thought he could get some useful information, but who knew it was this. He imagined an air blade to kill the old man in front of him and continued his search.

If he gave up now, he would really end up in this situation. The old man's words not only did not extinguish his passion for searching, but instead strengthened his motivation to persist.

The old man was cut into two parts after being killed. What he said was similar to what he said before, but Wu Yi's final outcome was a little better. Wu Yi didn't listen to what they had to say, and raised his hand with two more air blades.

It was divided into two, then two into four, and so on. In the end, Wu Yi simply stopped wasting his energy and just wanted to squeeze into the nearest part of the stone monument to check it out. However, the crowd was so heavy that not only could he not squeeze in, but Wu Yi was squeezed away from the stone monument. Getting further and further away, even the shadow of the stone tablet can no longer be seen.

Wu Yi was angry in his heart. He concentrated all his energy and sent out a powerful air blade, sweeping out a large open space around him. However, before Wu Yi had time to move forward, the crowd appeared again, even stronger than before.

Knowing that this was not going to work, Wu Yi tried hard not to be squeezed away by the crowd while thinking hard about a solution.

Listening to the endless voices urging him to give up, Wu Yi felt extremely painful. However, this pain could not be eliminated and could only be endured.

I don’t know how much time passed, but Wu Yi’s eyes were red, bloodshot, and sunken, like a person who had not slept for many days.

The sounds in his ears could no longer be heard clearly, and there was buzzing noise everywhere. Wu Yi had no strength to stop the crowds of people pushing him, and he was pushed farther and farther away from the stone monument.

But if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that there is a trace of clarity and tranquility in Wu Yi's eyes, but it is hidden under the endless bloodshot eyes and appears so weak.

Suddenly, all the sounds completely disappeared, and the silence was eerie. Wu Yi fell to the ground helplessly. He used his last bit of strength to raise his head, looked at the stone tablet in the distance, and said disdainfully: "My fate is up to me, not to God. ”

The stone tablet gradually dispersed, and at the same time, the whole world gradually disappeared. Wu Yi's mind returned to the present world. When he opened his eyes, what he saw was Xiao's worried eyes and the expression of joy that he was awake.

He had just fallen to the ground not long ago. The endless time he endured in the world of stone tablets turned out to be just a moment. Wu Yi smiled happily and then fell asleep tiredly. Although the real world was only a moment, what he experienced in his mind was really countless. Time.

Wu Yi, who was sleeping, exuded an aura of tranquility. Upon sensing this scene, the black beetle was first glad that he did not have to accompany Wu Yi to the funeral. However, after noticing the aura of tranquility exuding from Wu Yi, it originally stopped joking. Gong's expression became much more solemn.