On this pure black holy river, Lian Duel suddenly felt that his heart was suddenly opened, like a charming lotus blooming on a stubborn stone, and the treasure of Darong, which is usually difficult to cultivate in the mixed state of mind, was actually like a bubble that rose naturally from Liandu's consciousness at this moment, just like a bubble that rose naturally, and floated in front of Liandu's eyes......

But this time, for the first time, the void space of the Great Rong Treasure turned out to be pure black......

The dark void space of the Great Rong Treasure was suspended above the holy river of the same utter darkness, which should have been elusive, but Lian Duan could truly feel the boundary between darkness and darkness......

Until, darkness and darkness no longer have a boundary......

In this unprecedentedly strong and clear mind, Lian Du felt the power of "pure consciousness" for the first time, the mind method is only used to assist, the realm is only used to flaunt, the real consciousness is a world of its own, people are like mustard seeds, they can accept Sumeru, which is also the reason for the real existence of this spell of the Great Rong Treasure!

On the holy river as black as falling ashes, Lian Du slowly opened his eyes, looking at the world in the vast darkness in front of him, although he could not see it, but it was still the world, since he could see it, it had been confirmed in his mind and consciousness, the people in the world were so free, and so imprisoned, they knew better than anyone how to be free, but they were willing to be trapped in an invisible cage. But once the mind goes beyond the limits of the physical body, once the mind goes beyond the constraints of reason, the world is like a mustard seed, contained in the Sumeru of a person's mind.

Before, when Lian Duel cultivated the treasure of Darong, he couldn't be teased by others and couldn't be disturbed by noise, but this time, Lian Duel's hand was pressed on the shoulder of others, slowly floating in the enchantment bubble, Lei Shunyun and Yun Geyao and the others could hear the conversation clearly, but the world in Lian Duel's mind had been completely opened!

Just like a lotus flower above heaven and earth, heaven and earth are not benevolent, and the lotus flower is not extinguished, just watching coldly.

Suddenly, a lightning-bolted, jellyfish-like white shadow floated past Lianduan's eyes......

Lian Du chased his gaze as if he had a premonition, only to see that in the vast gloom of the combination of the dark holy river and heaven and earth, an old man in white, robe, and feathered hair, Ling Bo, was far away......

Lianduan's heart seemed to be knocked hard, and he shouted loudly: "God on the Fog Creek!"

The long figure in white paused for a moment, waved his wide sleeves, turned around abruptly, and watched the duel silently in the distance.

The old man in white did not have a trace of variegation, his long hair was snow-white, his eyebrows were not stained, and his face seemed to be covered with light.....

Lian never moved his footsteps, but he felt that his mind had transcended the constraints of his body, and like an out-of-body soul, it was drifting like the wind in the direction of the god on the foggy stream......

"Don't look at it. Ahead, suddenly came the voice of the old man in white like a bell, "The treasure of the great Rong is a strange art, the nine realms seek truth, and the ten realms seek hypocrisy! Just like the things of this world, I have always asked for an understanding, and the end of the circle is confused, what you see may not be me, and the shell you are attached to may not be you, do you think you will meet me here and now, how do you know what time it is? Remember! Do what you want, do not exceed the rules! This is the mental method of the treasure of Darong, and it is also the mental method of the ten realms of the treasure of Darong, understand this reason, and go out on the ground!"

Suddenly, on the foggy stream dressed in white, Shen Guang waved his long sleeves, and on the dark and lightless holy river, rolled up a black water as black as crude oil, and the black water was like an invisible fist, hitting Lian Duel's face hard, and Lian Duan only felt that his head, the bridge of his nose and his upper teeth were cold and swishing and painful!

"Since I don't exist, how can I stir the black water? Since you are in your mind, how can your body be in pain with your mind! When you only listen to the sound of mosquitoes and flies, you will feel that your skin is itchy and the birds are falling, and even if you are close to the rice cup, it will be difficult to swallow it again! Everything in the world is only like a cup bow and a snake shadow, and delusions exist, but it is just a mediocre person disturbing himself, delusional nothingness, just useless fantasy, why not build a tree in a temple? Or be free in heaven and earth? There are many mediocre people in between, and mediocre people do not disturb themselves, so they will stand on the ground and clear themselves. Even if the treasure of the Great Grace is a mysterious and empty art, it still needs to be stored to guide people to practice, what can be spotless in the world? Who can do it all?

The end of the old man's loud voice was still echoing in Lian Duan's ears, Lian Duel opened his eyes suddenly, and his vision fell into the chaotic darkness again, where could he still find the trace of the god on the foggy stream?

Lian Du looked around blankly, only to feel that the void space of the Great Rong Treasure in his consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, and even if he thought about the heart method, he was almost unable to summon the appearance of the void space!

Even the determination was taken aback, could it be that the "truth and falsity" of the gods on the Wuxi River had a decisive shake on his consciousness?

In the midst of a panic, an inspiration suddenly popped up in my mind like a blister!

The god of Wuxi said that he did not exist, including his words, they were all false, so had he ever seen that white-clothed immortal? The white-clothed immortal may not be the god of Wuxi!

If the mind is extremely free, why should it rely on the treasure of the Great Grace to flaunt the heart?

Lian Du slowly closed his eyes, a wry smile, I see.......

The treasure of Darong, one realm is secluded, two realms are gods, three realms are sitting, four realms are lawful, five realms are heavenly, six realms are gods, seven realms are true, eight realms are sacred, and nine realms are selfless!

In just a short moment of the meeting between Fang Cai and the Fog Creek Gods, the Treasure of the Great Rong Cultivator had already sat in the Three Realms and advanced by leaps and bounds to the Six Realms to transform into a god!

Lian Duel only felt that his mind was extraordinarily ethereal, and suddenly, a big hand patted Lian Duel's shoulder from behind, Lei Shunyun raised his voice and said with a smile: "Lian Duel, are you distracted?"

The duel "hmm" sounded, and he was in a trance for a while.

"I said, what are we going to do next, when will we get out of this dark place?" Lei Shunyun grunted as if complaining, "You ignore me." ”

When Lian Du heard this, he was really a little stunned, the sentence that Shun Yun asked was so long ago that it seemed like a matter of his previous life, Lian Du was a little curious, and deliberately asked, "When did you ask?"

"Just now!" Lei Shunyun said puzzledly: "Just now, in the blink of an eye, you forgot everything?"

At this moment, even the determination trembled, that is to say, from being settled in the treasure of Darong, to quickly ascending to the six realms in the realm of the treasure of Darong, in fact, it only took a flick of his fingers!

Lian Du was slightly stunned, and in an instant, he was still able to face the gods on the Wuxi, how could people's minds not tolerate all things! This may be the supreme philosophy of the treasure of great tolerance!