Chapter Ninety-Six: The Realm of Perception

At this moment, seeing the faint drifting mist, the look on Ye Tianfei's face changed drastically, it was a kind of instrument that he didn't dare to trust at all, he only had it, but it would be in the hands of today's girl, full of confusion.

Extremely puzzled, he seemed to understand something, pointed to the mist, and continued: "You are trying to say that the origin of everything is due to it. ‘’

"It's not stupid, it's just a mist that can affect people's hearts and minds, and I was corroded at that time. Ye Xiaotian's pretty face turned red again, lowered his head, and listened to his voice, extremely shy: "And aroused people's wishes, so they kissed." ‘’

Seeing the girl Yunyun, Ye Tianfei seemed to suddenly realize, and said, "This is what it looks like." ‘’

"Today, I'm clear, people's first kiss, the unclear is gone, it's very vibrant." Ye Xiaotian stared at the male god with dead eyes, like two unsheathed swords, as if they were about to dismantle him in eight pieces, without blinking.

''Big deal, I'm just going to work you.'' Ye Tianfei said as promised, expounding it very naturally, and there was no shame at all.

''You', not as strong as me, protect me, unless the sun comes out of the west, no, it should be the south.'' Ye Xiaotian's argument that he never contained, and he never trickled down.

As soon as the words fell, she felt that the void here had become extremely suppressed in a moment, and the source of the clouds was Ye Tianfei.

In front of him, the male god's pair of fists, I don't know when, once held fiercely, because of the force, you can perhaps understand the green tendons, and even the fingers continue to move, and the blood marks of the Tao are excavated.

On the other hand, his pair of pupils, which have never been extremely cold, seem to be two black holes, devouring all emotions, only ruthless, just like a snake, faintly from the depths, digging scarlet, it seems to become a fierce beast in an instant, emitting a strong killing intent.

Seeing this, Ye Xiaotian had palpitations, couldn't help but be afraid, and removed a few steps from his acquaintance, which shows how terrifying he is.

Even she saw it for the first time, no longer speaking, and the words she said clearly and clearly shook the male god's scales.

It wasn't until a long time later that Ye Tianfei came over normally, staring at Ye Xiaotian lightly for a moment, just closed his pupils, quickly mediated his emotions, and sank into his thoughts.

''Hmm!''

However, this time, the world of today's soul is completely different, and there are many brushstrokes and patterns, which come into view, and his body and mind are extremely shocked. Looking at Ye Tianfei who closed his eyes, Ye Xiaotian walked over slowly, but she was extremely careful, because of the appearance of the suitable male god, it was too scary.

At that moment, she only felt that the void was frozen because of this, and from the eyes of the male god, she saw infinite grief, which could also be said to be missing, and there seemed to be no trickle of affection, and the whole side became gloomy, which was the first time she saw it.

Of course, today's rules have been restored, but invisibly, you can still feel that the male god at this time is completely different from before, and it is clear that he has been said to his heart, as if he has been aroused for a long time, and suddenly it is like a raging flame, wanting to burn the Nine Heavens.

Ye Xiaotian's beautiful eyes flashed with different colors, that was a kind of emotion to watch, to relieve the suspicion in happiness, and urgently want to know after all, after all, what made him cause Yunyun?

But now, it is impossible or impossible to know, and after a deep look, the girl also closed her pupils, sank her mind, and the quiet water flowed with ripples, and she was scattered in circles, and her delicate body, the brilliance bloomed, and the divine energy flowed, as if she was a holy spirit, a treasure*.

At the same time, in Ye Tianfei's thoughts, the void unearthed a few patterns, and a lot of brush and ink, which came into view, and was extremely shocking.

Because, in the face of this, he could perhaps feel the blood in his body, moving more quickly, and there was a secret bump that came out, filling his limbs and hundreds of bones, causing all this.

If you look at it from the outside world, you can see that the pores all over his body are stretched, spraying a ray of light, wrapping his body, like a cocoon, waiting for the time to turn into a butterfly.

Winter Wind looks at it intently, one by one, the patterns seem to be natural and natural, each one is issued with extra rhyme, the book of heaven is general, it seems to condense the road marks, there are secret lines.

Looking at it carefully, it was a living being, sitting cross-legged there, without any brilliance, but it made his heart, which couldn't help but stir, and it was difficult to resist the suppression, because it was simply used in the soul, an abyssal sea, boundless.

The divine consciousness of the winter wind day felt that it was completely cloudy, and the male god mediated the breathing, as well as the energy turbulence of the body, and soon consolidated, at this time, there was only holiness, loftiness and lofty, which could or may have suffered.

At this moment, the current patterns have become clear from ambiguity, on each picture scroll, there is a figure sitting on the plate, but the only difference is the veins of the body of the living soul.

Winter Fengtian's eyes looked at the one close to him, a figure sitting cross-legged, after all, it was just the appearance of a person, and there were no other lines on the bottom, compared with other patterns, even invisibly, the rhyme that came out of it, was much weaker, it could be said that it was incomparably thin.

Then, the male god looked away and looked at the second one, which grew a little bit, but it was still very light.

Immediately after that, the third sheet, the fourth chapter......

At the end, all the patterns, everything was finished, but Ye Tianfei didn't understand, what was depicted, after all, what was being said, his heart was filled with confusion, after all, about the cultivation path, he was a newcomer, and he didn't inquire at all.

Then, his eyes completely moved away from the patterns to look at the brushstrokes, hoping that he could experience them, explore the mystery, and solve the doubts.

However, he still lost, because of the many brushstrokes, there was no trickle-down ordering, even if there were two words along the way, I didn't know what the meaning was, and I couldn't understand him at all.

At this moment, Ye Tianfei couldn't be quieter anymore, although he discovered the patterns and brushwork, but he was still confused, and he looked at it over and over again, but the consequences were the same, and he got nothing.

It's really like a book from heaven, and mortals can't understand it.

''Isn't it...... It is necessary to be listed all the way, so that you can see through it. Not long after, Ye Tianfei expected that after all, those patterns all had lines, and they were not the same, they were a little different.

Thinking of this, he sat down cross-legged, and since everything hung in the void and could not be touched, there was only one facility, which was to change the smell of his body and gather it all the way.

However, the next moment, the male god's eyes widened, because of those patterns, any one of them was extremely heavy, like mountains, difficult to move, and there was no spicy appearance at all, which was very difficult.

Time passed, just one moved, Ye Tianfei was about to collapse, the energy of his body appearance was extremely weak, and he almost dried up.

He stopped in a hurry, afraid that he would hurt the Dao Ji, even if he didn't really cultivate first, but the more critical he was, the more he should be cautious, because he didn't dare to trickle down sloppily because of the sloppiness that would come to him.

Sitting there cross-legged, Ye Tianfei's heart was ethereal, and the breath between his mouth and nose was extremely rhythmic at this time, and he was extremely energetic, incomparably natural.

Calm down, the male god can perhaps feel that the invisible meaning is surging towards him, and the surrounding void has become clear, not to mention that he is in the middle, his body is crystal clear.

Soon after, the regulation reached the extreme peak, which was more than twice as fast as Pingju, and the result was also doubly prominent, and every part of the body was flowing with explosive energy.

Once again, he spewed the smell of everything, moved the third pattern, and converged on the first two, and divided everything, and the rhyme that was issued was much more violent at once, echoing in the void, holy and majestic.

Time passed slowly, and after all, before and after three hours of rapid time, all the patterns and everything were separated, and those brushstrokes and inks were also moved one after another, and the same was held.

Over there, Ye Tianfei wiped off the beads of sweat the size of a bean on his eyebrows, and took a few deep breaths of cold air, because in this process, the smell of his body had dried up more than a dozen times before it was completed.

And, more than one time, the time of connection will also increase a lot, otherwise it will not be possible to do it at all, after all, there is a limit to people's talents, and one more time will probably lead to tense internal injuries, hindering bones, probably organs.

After calming down, Ye Tianfei raised his head again, looked at the pattern and pen and ink, and knew what he wanted to confess, after all.

The level of the monks, respectively, and the grade.

Unified time, the body of the male god, wrapped in the distribution of rhyme, the sound of blood activity, as huge as thunder, five internal organs, hundreds of limbs, all the stuffed energy, extremely numerous, much stronger than before.

The scene of Yunyun, as if washing his hands without drying, every inch of skin, the current void, all the patterns and brushwork, everything was gathered all the way, Ye Tianfei understood what it was, and the difference in cultivation grades was clearly excavated.

The unification of time, the meaning of distribution, is also incomparably ambitious, the male god is removed, the body is wrapped, at this moment, every inch of flesh and blood, are blooming with brilliance, although it is not very gorgeous, but extremely gentle, the whole face is much more holy.

The eyes of the male god looked and saw the first step: awakening.

If the body is chaotic, it contains divine energy, an inch of flesh and blood, a piece of skin, and even a family, it can be extremely powerful, splitting mountains and breaking waves. ‘’

''Get rid of nature, transcend the world, manipulate nature, and become a god. ‘’

''The starting point of everything, another universe, ordinary physique, turning failure into peculiarity, is the true meaning of awakening. ‘’

Winter Wind Tian read it quietly, but there was an incomparable shock in my heart, this is the first platform for cultivation, awakening.

However, there is another passage: "Those who are awakened must listen to the main road, add rhyme and energy, and be able to remember and remember." ‘’

At this moment, Ye Tianfei finally understood why there were so many spicy mortals, originally Yunyun, Dalu, Yiyun, and energy, all three could not be missing.

The great road, the construction of the universe, the criterion of all things, the very original order.

Yiyun, in his understanding, is the parchment, the foundation of awakening.

Energetic must be determined to be able to suffer, and detachment is the limit to be reached.

After all, at the first time of the excavation of those patterns and brushwork, he felt that the parchment in his arms became incomparably blazing, like a small sun, releasing inexplicable energy, and entering his thoughts, all of which were generated by this, and the meaning of continuous succession.

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of Han Mengling, the first time he became a monk, it was because of her, at that time, all the people in the village were surrounded by the Tao rhyme of her delicate body, so at the same time, he woke up to his physique, and he was elegant and natural.

Thinking of this, the smell of the male god became cold, but in response, the fighting spirit in his eyes doubled his prosperity, turning into a raging flame, illuminating the very deep darkness, and there was no trickle of hopelessness.

''Wait for me, I will definitely save you back, no matter what the odds are.'' ''The words are strong and sonorous.

Then, he continued to look down, and the pattern over there was flipping, like a book of heaven being opened, and there was still a figure sitting cross-legged, but the veins of the body were more, and the rhyme of the distribution was naturally stronger.

In those patterns, the figure sitting cross-legged is more lively than the previous one, as if it is gradually coming to life, the spirituality in the body is awakened, the flesh and blood are awakened, just like the present.

One by one, all the treasures*, although there are only veins, but they emit a transcendent smell, and it seems that the eternal Holy Spirit cannot inflict harm.

This is the second state of the human body: the spiritual realm.

''Awaken the root of wisdom, the divinity is self-gushing, open up the hidden potential, gain strength, truly manipulate nature, raise your hands and feet, and move mountains and reclaim the sea. ‘’

''The body is nature, and the body is strength. ‘’

At this time, Ye Tianfei's heart can't be quiet, he lowered his head and looked at his body, which must also contain such strength, but he can't wake up now, and he can't feel it at all, he is still a mortal fetus.

Then, his eyes looked at the last few patterns, which was the end of the point: the Casting Realm.

''Wangwen Shengyi, forging magic weapons, belonging to the human body's divine weapons. ‘’

Dong Fengtian read it word by word, and felt extremely frightened, because this is the need to cast soldiers in the body, after all, what to do, but there is no record of pen and ink.

After a while, the male god showed a suspicious look again, isn't it only these three points, and the way of cultivation is too simple and instantaneous, far from being imagined for a long time, and it takes several lifetimes.

However, after thinking about it carefully, I thought that not everything, all of them were only the first three points, and the others, or maybe the owner of the parchment, had never reached it, so it was not recorded.

''It has to be Yunyun. Ye Tianfei looked at the pattern's gaze and calmed his mind, he knew that today's very urgent work was the first step to complete cultivation, awaken the body, and truly enter the path of cultivation.

He remembered the premise of awakening, the big road, the rhyme, the energy, the lack of one of the three is not good, at this time, I only know the latter two, and the big road, but can not listen.

Ye Tianfei is very missing, isn't it because his cultivation has nothing to do with him, he can only be a mortal, extremely unwilling.

This time, it is completely different from the last time, without Han Mengling's Daoyun sponsorship, he can only rely on himself, and today's facilities without trickle-down and the sound of the poor road will not be able to wake up to victory.

However, he did not abandon it, and glanced at himself, his divine sense flowing through his body, every inch of his body, and exploring the ethereal vitality.

At the end, his eyes stopped at his abdomen, which was the meaning of the Speech Master, where there was a universe, which was surrounded by mist, but contained the criterion of purity, and could perhaps be satisfied with the premise of awakening.

However, if it cannot be changed, it will not be guided, and it will not be effective.

In Italy, a brilliant sun hung high, reflecting the void in a bright hall, and the divine sense felt that it was also emitting Dao power, but Ye Tianfei didn't understand how to change, let alone the sound of the road.

Later, he looked at the three veins, and immediately saw the hope, and his divine sense probed out, wrapped the ups and downs, and his mind moved, turning into three shocks, passing through the fog that surrounded the universe, and entering the sun.

In an instant, the sun was doubly blazing, brilliant and eye-catching, as if it was injected with energy, violently jolting, and emitting Dao power, surging out, filling the limbs and hundreds of remains.