Plural Apostles

"He's..." Teresa was about to speak subconsciously, but she suddenly closed her mouth vigilantly, "How do I know where he is? Find it yourself!"

Fu Hua must be testing me!Be calm, Teresa, you have to be calm, and you must not show any signs!

Is it really okay to change your words to deceive people so openly?Fu Hua looked at Teresa inexplicably, and then suddenly realized that Teacher Siegfried was playing tricks on her again, right?But Teresa looked very happy just now, she didn't look like she was being tricked.

Seeing Teresa leaving in a hurry, Fu Hua frowned, which was really strange.

Anyway, hurry up and find Mr. Siegfried...

Chapter 520 Four Real Monks Dare to Straighten the Bread

After searching around but couldn't find anyone, Fu Hua thought for a while, if it wasn't for her inconvenient to talk now, she would have contacted directly with the communicator.

Go to Mr. Siegfried's bedroom, this is the last option.

After all, Siegfried is always messing with things or messing with others. He rarely stays in the bedroom, and he doesn't have the habit of sleeping or sleeping late. If he can't find it, Fu Hua can only choose to go to Siegfried's room to take a look. up.

Walking outside Siegfried's room, Fu Hua felt that there was someone in the room, and from the breath, he felt that it was Siegfried... Was he really in the room?

Raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Fu Hua? Come in."

Fu Hua pushed open the door and walked in, the corner of his mouth twitched, the smell of smoke and smoke!

"Fu Hua, what's the matter?"

Siegfried was sitting by the bed with a burning cigarette in his mouth, posing as a thinker. Under his feet was a pile of cigarette butts and ashes. The curling smoke swarmed out because Fu Hua opened the door. Flowing, it looks quite spectacular, as if Siegfried is about to become a fairy.

Fu Hua took out a pen and paper, and frowned: Teacher Siegfried, what are you doing?Why do you smoke so much?Is there anything you can't figure out?

"No, no, no, I think very well, but I'm just sad that I've lost something, and I'm not the type of person I thought I was." Zig Fei flicked the soot, exhaled a thick smoke, and continued He changed the subject, "Okay, what do you want me to do?"

There is a problem... There seems to be a problem with Teresa and Siegfried. What happened?Fu Hua was a little strange, but he didn't intend to go into it further. Anyway, it seemed strange, so it was not a big deal.

She raised her pen and wrote: Mu Fengyun felt that she was about to break through.

"Oh, we're going to break through...huh?" Siegfried stomped out the cigarette butt, looked up at Fu Hua, "Pohuashen, ascend to the sky?"

Fu Hua nodded, and wrote: He is eating Qiyana's steamed stuffed bun, ready to sharpen to the last step.

"Go! Take a look!" Siegfried stood up, quite curious, "Yesterday he ate a hundred buns in one go, and he dares to continue eating today. Is this guy crazy or out of his mind?"

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On the open space, Mu Fengyun was sitting cross-legged. Because Siegfried was not around, Qiyana, who was taking the place of buns for spirit stones, and Jizi, who was taking the place of Fu Hua, all looked at this young cultivator with strange and shocked expressions. .

Not only Qiyana and Jizi, monks were flying in the sky, and monks were standing beside the open space. These were warriors who dared to challenge again in order to obtain spirit stones. Mu Fengyun moved.

My generation of monks should be like this!

"...Not enough!" Mu Fengyun opened his eyes, forcibly suppressed his slightly distorted expression, and raised his hand resolutely, "Fellow Daoist! Please give me another bun, I can't move now."

Qiyana swallowed, took out a bun from the steamer and handed it to Mu Fengyun: "Here, your No.70 two buns, by the way, and your spirit stone..."

"There is no need for spirit stones, mere spirit stones are not as useful as steamed buns."

Mu Fengyun stuffed the steamed stuffed bun into his mouth, chewed it, chewed it twice, then with a ferocious expression, he forcibly exercised his mind, suppressed the fluctuations in his heart and spirit, and entered the meditation mode. After a few minutes of meditation, he Opening her eyes again, Qiyana handed over the buns in an instant.

"Did this guy take the wrong medicine? Or is it that Qiyana's steamed stuffed buns are comparable to Lingshi?" Siegfried, who came to the scene with Fu Hua, rubbed his chin, looked at Mu, who was in pain but insisted on eating the steamed stuffed buns. Fengyun, he squinted his eyes slightly, "From the breath, I feel that Mu Fengyun hasn't become much stronger."

"It's his heart that gets stronger."

Siegfei turned his head to look at Baili Yaomeng who was coming, and said hello: "Good morning, Miss Baili, what do you think of Mu Fengyun?"

"The food made by Qiyana is unpalatable, not really unpalatable...Mu Fengyun is using unpalatable steamed buns to hone his mind and will." Baili Yaomeng looked at Mu Fengyun quietly, completely seeing through Knowing the changes that the opponent is undergoing at the moment, "It takes 1 years to cultivate to become a god, and he has cultivated to the peak of a god, his talent is top-notch here... His body, divine sense, and aura have all been tempered to the point of transformation. The limit of the god stage, the only thing that is lacking is the heart."

Energy can be used to strengthen the body, spiritual thoughts and the spiritual energy held by oneself, and the water can be used to gradually push the three to the limit of the realm of transforming the gods. However, only the level of xinxing has nothing to do with energy. The method is to practice, to suppress other desires through very refreshing practice, to gradually indifference one's feelings, and reach a state that can barely be called ruthless.

Perhaps the high-level monks seem to have no problems with their words and deeds, but deep in their hearts, they are always peaceful and indifferent. Pleasure brings the pursuit and dedication to becoming a fairy.

Generally speaking, in the normal practice of a monk, except for the problem of transforming into a god and ascending to the sky, these monks who are basically retreating and practicing in the cave will not be dragged down by their xinxing. After retreating for decades, hundreds, or thousands of years, the mind will naturally become pure, and it will also be stable because of purity.

However, at this time, Mu Fengyun obviously did not use the method of discarding distracting thoughts through cultivation, but sharpened his will and heart through the pain of external forces.

"One more bun..."

"Come again..."

"I still want..."

Mu Fengyun kept eating buns one by one, conceptually unpalatable, and would never develop immunity from habit. There would be as much pain and shock as there should be. His expression was distorted, looking very painful, but And continue to meditate, suppress this pain, and not let the behavior change due to this impact—for example, hitting a mountain or something.

As time passed, Mu Fengyun, who was sitting cross-legged, gradually revealed a strange aura. He seemed a little happy, and continued to eat buns with the force of the impact.

It can support a monk to insist on eating Qiyana's buns... There should be no other reason than the desire to become a fairy.

This is the pain, come on more violently! !

Mu Fengyun gnawed on the steamed stuffed bun with a ferocious expression. He didn't want to eat it. The horrible smell was constantly threatening him and intimidating him. The pain caused by this choice is not what matters when you eat the buns, but the process of allowing yourself to eat the buns on your own initiative. This process is to continuously sharpen and baptize your mind.

Kiyana is already scared, oh my!Your buns won't eat dead people, right?This guy has already eaten a lot!

"In order to achieve the goal, no matter how difficult and dangerous obstacles can be overcome, no matter how deep the pain can be flown... But this guy must be shaking his head, right?" Siegfried stared at the endless eating of buns, his body was getting more and more mysterious. The more intense Mu Fengyun said, "Miss Baili, if monks all over the world have such will, what do you think?"

"There is no if." Baili Yaomeng said calmly, "If all the monks in the world can do this, then some monks would not be scared off before, choose to slowly absorb the energy of heaven and earth to practice, or even choose to give up the immortal way."