no thoughts [cultivation]

Since Meng Yi stepped into the foundation building period, he often went to farther and more dangerous places to practice and sharpen.He has good luck, many opportunities, and he can always get many extraordinary things.

And because of his gratitude and admiration for Xuanwen, whenever there is something rare to see in the experience, Meng Yi first thinks that it must be given to the master.

Meng Yi has always felt that the relationship between him and Xuanwen is different from ordinary masters and apprentices, and there is a layer of life-saving and nurturing kindness in it.Even if he later left Danyan Peak and had his own peak, they could still be so close and think about each other, which is the best thing.

Because of this, he never defended against Xuan Wen.

When Meng Yi got this golden silk requiem wood seed, Xuanwen was the first thing he thought of.

When a cultivator meditates, whether he can calm down is very important.Concentration and calmness play a key role in understanding the mysterious law, or in stabilizing and breaking through the realm.

The background of Hongyan Sect is profound and unfathomable, and the resources in Xuanwen's own hands are also vast. It is more than enough to raise a golden silk requiem tree, even if the growth requirements are harsh and some spiritual energy is required.Remembering that the master has been looking for breakthrough opportunities for many years, Meng Yi thought that if he gave the seeds of the golden silk requiem wood to Xuanwen, it might be of some use.

Unexpectedly, in those hundreds of years, Xuanwen was not seeking a breakthrough, but had already had signs, but was restraining his urge to break through.

In this way, the seeds of the Golden Silk Requiem Wood have naturally survived until now.

After Meng Yi thought about it for a while, he remembered that the command arrow that could order the disciples in the sect to do anything, and the materials that could pass through the inscription on Jiuqu Peak were also given to Xuanwen by himself.

When Meng Yi went deep into a cave, he had good luck and fortune. Fortunately, after a narrow escape, he walked to the deepest place alive and obtained the inheritance of the cave and countless precious refining materials.

Those inheritances are fine, they don't apply to his and Xuanwen's spiritual root attributes, but these qi refining materials are very special.Its special feature is that if the craftsman has a good technique and the quality of the magic weapon refined is not bad, then he can use the materials obtained in the cave to make the magic weapon, and then he can print special spells on the magic weapon, producing Another kind of miraculous effect, defending the enemy and killing the enemy is twice the result with half the effort.

These materials are also things left by the people of the past, most of which can no longer be found today, as long as they are generally mentioned in the jade slips that record everything.

Xuan Wen is a master of refining weapons and has made great achievements in refining weapons.

If you are a craftsman, you must be very interested in strange weather materials, just like an alchemist will unconsciously pay attention to various elixir and fairy herbs, and even collect all kinds of spiritual herbs and flowers.

So, Meng Yi sent all the lotus picking to Xuanwen.

Hundreds of years later, the things I sent out, cast and engraved with formation orders, became objects for the other party to compensate and imprison me.

Meng Yichu was tortured 50 years ago, and he didn't know Xuanwen's intentions. He thought that he was partial and never put himself in the eyes, so he treated him like this.Thinking about it now, Xuanwen was just telling him in detail that the bond between them was so deep that it had penetrated into all kinds of little things around him that were barely noticeable.

Meng Yi guessed right, what Xuanwen did was to remind him all the things between them.

However, what Xuanwen didn't know was that in those years, Meng Yi never thought about the restrictions on entering and leaving Jiuqu Peak even though he used the inscriptions made of rare materials he obtained.

Because some things need to consume emotions when recalled, and Meng Yi has no love, so there is no such thing as "consumption".

The so-called vicissitudes of life, time has passed and circumstances have changed, should be the most sighing.

Meng Yi didn't even have the thought of "sighing".

Although Xuanwen didn't see any emotion in Meng Yi's eyes, he knew that he must have remembered the origin of the giant tree, and followed his thoughts and said, "There is no change between us."

Hearing this, Meng Yi raised his head slightly and looked at the blue sky above the cave.

The sky is clear and blue, the clouds are white and soft, and the highlands are far and wide, which is a vast and endless beauty, but at this time it is divided into a circle with broken edges by the roof of the cave.

Constrained in shape, limited in size.

As the scene is, so are the people.

"You are wrong." Meng Yi said lightly, "Everything has changed."

"Han'er." Xuan Wen said in a low voice, and paused every word, "Nothing has changed between us, and it will never change."

His tone was sure and decisive, he was speaking to Meng Yi as well as himself.

Let Meng Yi have no heart, no thoughts, no joy and no sorrow, in order to be able to despise those ants, and also to let him soar together with himself.He is different from those ordinary cultivators, so he shouldn't stick to it. The two of them should go through the tribulation together, leave the realm of cultivation, go to the realm of immortality, and support each other for a lifetime.

In Xuanwen's view, even after the fusion of heart and no thought, Meng Yi is still Meng Yi, and even becomes more perfect, without any flaws.

Meng Yi should have supreme power, stand above the clouds, don't need to fall in love with anyone, and don't need to look down on anyone, because those people are not worthy.

In the vast world, only myself is the one who can go to the end with him.

He is his own.

"Han'er, in the future, you will always understand me." In this world, only the two of them should have the same heart, and only the two of them can stand on top of the world.

"I don't understand."

Meng Yi said "no" instead of "no". Whether it's the past, today, or the future, there is no such possibility.

Xuan Wen stared sideways at Meng Yi, his eyes were unfathomable: "Then Han'er thinks, what has changed?"

Meng Yi only said: "There is no more trust between you and me."

The frankness of the past seems like a joke now.

"Who says there is no trust anymore?" Xuanwen raised his hand slowly, stopped on Meng Yi's shoulder, and lightly brushed the green leaves on his shoulder, "You trust me now."

Meng also said nothing.

"You believe that I won't harm you, you believe everything I say, that's why you stand here so calmly," Xuan Wen looked directly into Meng Yi's eyes, "Han'er, this is trust."

This is certainly not trust.

What Xuan Wen said was right, Meng Yi never doubted that he would not do anything to himself, but that was only because he already knew Xuan Wen's character well.

And in this vast world, there are countless people who will not harm Meng Yi. Of course, most of them are strangers who have never met before. If I really want to talk about it in detail, from a certain point of view, he also trusts these "strangers" I won't hurt myself.

Seeing that Meng Yi remained silent and did not speak for a long time, Xuan Wen asked back, "What do you think is trust?"

"Trust," Meng Yi glanced sideways, glanced at Xuan Wen lightly, and said calmly, "I will smile at you."

Hearing this, Xuanwen's pupils shrank for a moment, and then returned to normal in just a moment. If he hadn't been staring at him all the time, he might not have noticed it.

Meng Yi's smile...?

The expression in Xuanwen's eyes was unpredictable, and he closed his eyes slightly to hide the momentary loss of control: "When you and I ascend to the immortal world together, you will eventually laugh."

Yes, as long as Meng Yi is his own, then they will have a long life and their lives will be equal to the sky, and his Han'er will eventually smile at him.

"Han'er, it's time to practice, use the water from the Lingquan pool."

After saying that, Xuan Wen didn't wait for Meng Yi to respond, he just waved his hand lightly, and Meng Yi's body suddenly appeared in the Lingquan Pool.Meng Yi was sitting cross-legged, floating above the spiritual spring pool that was steaming with smoky aura. In an instant, all the aura that had condensed into substance swirled and condensed into a tangled thread, which penetrated into Meng Yi's body.

With another move from Xuanwen, Meng Yi's crossed legs touched the water of the spiritual spring, and then slowly descended until the water of the spiritual spring was below his chest.

The clean and clear spiritual spring water directly came into contact with the skin, and instantly poured into Meng Yi's meridians and lungs, nourishing his body.Occasionally, the meridians and dantian feel slightly sore, swollen and hot, which is a sign of gradually widening, and the lungs only feel that they are being washed and sharpened by layers of rich and clear spiritual energy.

Almost in an instant, Meng Yi's realm became deeper again.

Xuanwen's eyes revealed a look of satisfaction, Meng Yi's current situation broke through the realm of the late Mahayana at this time, but it was easy to come by.

"I said, as long as you can do it, you can kill me at any time." Staring at Meng Yi soaked in the spiritual spring, Xuan Wen raised the corners of his lips and said, "Therefore, you can practice as much as you want, and I will wait for you When you catch up with me."

"If you die, I can belong to anyone."

Hearing this, Xuan Wen narrowed his eyes coldly.

"Han'er, you already know how to make me angry."

Meng Yi said indifferently: "Don't dare."

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Ying Shuangping didn't meditate and rest all night for several days in succession. He searched for news everywhere. If his body was exhausted, he would hold the high-grade spirit stone in his hand to replenish his spirit energy.

In this way, the current power distribution of the Cheng family in Nanlu was finally clarified.

Knowing the distribution of the Cheng family and knowing the recent movements of the Cheng family, it's time to find an opportunity to make a move.

Ying Shuangping stood in a secret place, looking expressionlessly at several Cheng family disciples in the distance, with countless emotions surging in his eyes, the blood and hatred buried in his heart gradually awakened and churned, brewing and fermenting into a strong killing intent.He will repay the Ying family's territory and robbed resources, as well as the lives of thousands of people including the master and servants of the Ying family.

It is only right and proper to pay for what is paid for in blood.

Ying Shuangping packed up her things, concealed the traces of her past visits, and returned towards the Hongyan Sect of the Eastern Continent without stopping.

The next step is to return to the Hongyan Sect, according to Xuan Wen, to improve his cultivation in a short period of time, and sort out all the usable spirit weapons, puppets, and formations left by his Ying family.These things, together with the means and spells and spiritual weapons and spears that Xuanwen gave him when he made a deal with Xuanwen, can turn his own strength into a team of magic soldiers.

To wash Cheng's family with blood with his own hands, he will do what he says.