Thundered!

The cave shook violently, green smoke rose outside, and three more magic circles were scrapped.

There is no time for cultivation, and in the flick of a finger, a year is fleeting, and this is the third time that the magic circle has been destroyed.

The battle in the depths of the universe has entered a white heat, and some saints have begun to fight hard, and the entire desolate continent is trembling.

Neither monks nor mortals can bear this kind of coercion, and look forward to the early end of the holy war, for fear of repeating the mistakes of the past, like the immeasurable eons ago, there will be a tragedy of extinction, and the entire era will be buried.

At this time, if you look at the depths of the starry sky, you can find that cracks have begun to appear in the center of the Hongbarren Continent, and they continue to spread around.

The Flood Desolate Continent is already beginning to be overwhelmed.

The location where Wuqi is now is where the 100,000 mountains are located thousands of years later, and at this time it was not a 100,000 mountain, but a relatively flat plain, adjacent to the Great Zhou Dynasty.

At this time, the body was nearing the end, and the flesh and blood had almost grown.

In terms of appearance, compared with before, he is even more good-looking, the whole person is an inch taller, his eyebrows are more mature, and he has grown into a young man.

Crash!

The cloak shook, and the robe could not be added, which set off the wisdom and martial arts, the instrument was extraordinary, and the long hair was windless and automatic.

Suddenly, Wuqi's eyes opened.

Two rays of light shot out of his eyes and swept on a large bluestone.

The stone shattered.

This is not a pupil technique, nor is it a spell, but a body technique, and it is also the power of reshaping the body of the last nine turns.

Wu Qi felt that now he could suppress the monks of the sixth or seventh changes of the Law Realm with his physical body alone.

Of course, it is not absolute, if a monk reaches the level of boundless mana, no matter how strong your physical body is, it will also be suppressed.

However, such characters are rare, even if it is the king of Yama, as an ancient demon king, it is only at the level of Fa Ke Xuan.

Next is the shattered god, the broken god can be several times more dangerous than the broken body, extremely dangerous, the slightest carelessness, will fall into the land of no return.

It is true that you can't do it hastily, and at the moment, you should first sacrifice and refine the jade of creation, so that you can cover up your own life, so that people can't calculate it.

Thinking of this, there is no return to the original spirit, and it is waiting to be done.

Suddenly, Wuqi's face changed suddenly, his eyes were cold, and he emitted a faint green light, which was extremely terrifying.

The Jade of Creation is gone!

This surprise is not trivial, this jade has been collected in the depths of the Yuanshen, day and night sacrifice, although not to say that the heart and mind are connected, it is not far away, how can the gods disappear without knowing it?

At the moment, there was no Xuan Gong to run, and he began to induce, and the imprint was still there, and in his induction, the Jade of Creation had reached an extremely distant place.

"Yes, I see!"

What is the purpose of the great battle in the depths of the starry sky? Isn't it just a battle for the Jade of Creation!

There was already a Creation Jade here, so my Creation Jade disappeared as soon as I entered this time and space.

After figuring out this layer of cause and effect, he felt that he had some gains and losses, which was a sign of the instability of the Dao heart.

When the master is happy and angry, Taishan is pressed and his face does not change, how can he deceive his worries and joys, and fall down!

Originally, I was going to break through the cultivation to the Law Realm in one go, but now it seems that I am a little impatient.

The cultivation of monks mainly starts from the aspects of realm, physical body, primordial spirit, supernatural powers, spells, physical arts, and Dao heart.

Among them, the Dao heart is the foundation of cultivation.

Even if you go through thousands of disasters, you will not change your heart, and you will not lose your true colors.

"By the way, didn't I snatch half of the Heavenly Demon Heart from King Yama? I don't know what the use of this Heavenly Demon Heart is, can I sharpen my Dao Heart?"

Wu Qi thought of the half of the Heavenly Demon Heart, which was condensed by King Yama's slaughter of eight million demon clans, containing countless unjust ghosts, and the negative emotions in it could be used to sharpen themselves.

"Huh, what is this?"

The sheep fat jade net bottle, which usually weighs hundreds of catties, is like an ordinary vase at this time, and when you pinch it with your hand, it is broken into slag and scrapped, leaving only a ball of energy like a bird's nest.

It turned out that the two qi of yin and yang penetrated into it, sympathized with the evil qi and demonic qi, gave birth to changes, neutralized each other, dissolved the evil qi in it, contracted and expanded, cracked the bottle, and destroyed this magic weapon.

The original half of the Heavenly Demon Heart also ceased to exist, forming such a mass of energy, which was temporarily balanced, but it could be seen that it was extremely unstable, and it had great destructive power when it became irritable.

The magic weapon of the mutton fat jade net bottle was scrapped like this, and it was such a mess.

After studying it for a while, I didn't find out what it was for, so I simply put it aside and talk about it later.

For a long time, Wuqi has been like a marionette, and in the calculations of all parties, he can only continue to improve his cultivation and strive to get rid of the situation of being manipulated.

While there is time now, his enemies are not on the same plane as him, so he can slowly channel them.

"What is your own way, what is your ideal?"

Ask God! Ask! Ask yourself!

Since ancient times, not only monks, but even mortals have pondered this question, some have no answer, and some have given the answer.

Some converge, while others are diametrically opposed.

"Is it really to reign over the world and experience the pleasure of being the only one?"

"What about after the reign of the king, and what do you pursue?"

"It's the same as Mintian, coercing the way of heaven to order the world?"

"Or is it like a saint, heaven and earth are chessboards, and all beings are chess pieces?"

"What is the difference between deceitful and fighting endlessly, so it is different from mortals?"

"What is life, what is death, what is detachment?"

One question after another kept coming up in his mind, and he was asking himself, what is the truth in this world, and what is everything in this world for?

"Why is he the eighth generation of Min Tian, and why did Qiu start calculating himself before he was born?"

At this time, Wuqi's aura began to be disordered, and his consciousness was deeply immersed in constant questioning.

The eight or nine primordial gods actually showed signs of collapse.

One question after another was repeated, in a loop, forming question marks one after another, turning around in front of Wuqi's body, forming a circle that wrapped his consciousness.

Syllable!

Maybe it's a moment, maybe it's a thousand years.

Like glass, the Yuanshen of Wuqi cracked and began to shatter, and he didn't pay attention to these, he was still asking the sky, asking questions, and asking himself.

At the moment when the primordial god collapsed, two scriptures rushed out of his body.

"The body of nothingness, the birth of ghosts and gods, the body of a real person, the sun and the moon are the same, the heaven and the earth are chaotic, the weeds are rampant, the avenue is full of dogs, the merit of seizing the sky, the rules are my master, and the nine turns are self-......"

"Yuan Yuan turns qi, condenses qi and passes through the gods, eight or nine changes, the underworld is added to the body, there is a way without a heart, the heart proves the Tao, there is a heart without a Tao, the heart proves the heart, the god form is easy, and the heart of the Tao is one......"

This is the Nine Turns Xuangong and the Eighty-Nine Xuangong, at this time the two scriptures are like yin and yang, and the characters form a Taiji diagram.

The nine turns of Xuangong are the yang side, and the eight or nine Xuangong are the yin side, and the two constantly exchange positions and rotate slowly.

When he was young, a living creature appeared on the Taiji diagram, as if he had returned to the beginning of the era, when the saint opened the world.

Those are two villains, a witch and a demon, constantly moving closer to the center, but they have never been able to get along, their breath is refuted, and their ideas are conflicting.

These changes finally caught Wuqi's attention, and his spiritual consciousness was freed from the three questions, and he was drawn in, chewing on two scriptures, observing the two little creatures.

Spiritual consciousness is a person's thoughts, is a little spiritual light in the depths of the heart, different from the divine thought of the original god, which is possessed by all living beings in heaven and earth, also called the true spirit, also known as the true self.

However, many people, including some Dao realm supernatural powers, may not be able to find their true selves.

At this time, the eight or nine primordial gods that had no rise finally shattered and turned into powder.

Suddenly, the grinding disc in the depths of the primordial spirit emerged, and a white figure came out of it.

This figure turned out to be Min Tian, glanced at Wuqi, didn't speak, just smiled, and then turned into a wisp of flame, and slowly moved to the bottom of the Taiji diagram formed by the two scriptures.

This is the fire of wisdom, there is no specific color form, it can be red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue, purple, like a bell, like a ding, like a furnace, like a tower, like a sword, like a sword, like a wheel.

At the same time, the box formed by the alchemy furnace was automatically opened, and the medicinal power of the Nine Turns Golden Pill was like a stream of water, flowing towards the fire of wisdom.

With the injection of the medicinal power of the Nine Turns Golden Pill, the fire of wisdom burned vigorously, and the Taiji Diagram began to distort and deform, and the two little creatures, a witch and a demon, also jumped around hotly.

Slowly, the two little creatures ceased to repel each other, and under the action of the fire of wisdom, there was a fusion, and the edges of the Taiji diagram were also rolled up, like lotus leaves in a pond, wrapped in two drops of dew.

As time passed, the medicinal power of the Nine Turns Golden Pill continued to be consumed, and finally, it was all exhausted.

At this time, the Taiji diagram formed by the two scriptures turned into a golden pill, and this golden pill has dense small characters on it, which constitutes the supreme scriptures.

"Hahahaha!

Without a long laugh, he opened his eyes.

"Whoosh!"

Jin Dan suddenly shone brightly, kept spinning, and turned into a chain of golden symbols, infused into the center of Wuqi's eyebrows.

"Focus!"

The shattered eight or nine primordial gods began to condense, and the reshaping was completed in less than a moment, a hundred times faster than the physical body, and the condensed primordial gods exuded the light of wisdom, illuminating the entire cave.

"God and form are one!"

The original spirit and the physical body have all been reshaped, Wuqi has entered the rebirth change, and the whole person's cultivation has risen a little.

In the process, he ignited the fire of wisdom, which was Min Tian's calculation, and hid the fire in the millstone of nothingness.

Use this method to complete the inheritance and ensure that the inheritance continues.

It can be said that there is a intention to plant flowers that do not bloom, and there is no intention to plant willows and willows.

If it weren't for the unfounded questioning of the sky, asking questions, and asking oneself, which triggered the spark of wisdom left by Mintian, Tiangong would not know when it would be able to transform.

Everything is a fixed number, and Min Tian has already given him the answer.