The atmosphere on Longhu Mountain is relatively relaxed, there is no hustle and bustle in the city, and there is an Internet or something, so it is very good to relax in your spare time.

As a retreat, Dragon Tiger Mountain doesn't exactly take advantage of my heart.

It is impossible for me to enter the ancestral land of the back mountain of Longhu Mountain to cultivate, and I can't go to the stone cave, so I can only stay behind the Taoist temple outside to cultivate.

The Taoist temple is also responsible for receiving tourists, as the current generation of heavenly masters, Zhang Quanshun Tianshi prefers to receive tourists, rather than talking about Xuan asked.

Life in the mountains is peaceful, but also boring.

I am a more contradictory person, commonly known as hypocrisy, on the one hand, I hate the noise in the city, some people are noisy in my ear, I like to be quiet, but on the other hand, when it comes to this quiet place, I miss the office a little.

It's not the environment that can't be still, it's my own heart.

I discovered this in a pavilion where the rising sun shone brightly and the clouds were dazzling.

But I wasn't alone, there was a crowd of tourists with cameras.

There is a small gathering spirit array set up on Longhu Mountain, and this is an excellent place for aura, so the aura is indeed more abundant than Yangcheng, I don't know how much.

In this environment, after overcoming my mental obstacles, I became very comfortable in my cultivation.

There is only a thin layer of window paper that blocks the way from entering the country, but it is very difficult to really break through.

In the first half of the month on Longhu Mountain, I launched several attacks, but I failed until this morning.

The Wangshan Pavilion built on the side of the mountain peak was covered with a layer of mist, and at this time the New Year had passed.

Tourists are rare and rare, the old wave of tourists go home for the New Year, and the new wave of tourists has not yet arrived.

So there was no one around me, no sunrise this morning, and a layer of golden fish-scale clouds covered the sky.

An old ape skimmed over the tree and grimaced at me.

A touch of golden glow shone through the gap in the clouds, and accurately shone on the old ape's face, and the old ape's eyes shrank, and his claws loosened, and he fell from the tree.

But the old ape was not alarmed, and the white-haired old ape twisted and jumped, his claws hooked the bark of the tree, and then fell lightly to the ground.

The old ape is safe and sound, and I am not really interested in the experience of a monkey, even if it is an old ape, falling from a tree is likely to kill him.

But the moment the old ape fell, I seemed to feel something.

He was talking to me, but I couldn't make out what he was saying.

After the old ape landed, although he was shocked, he still disappeared in three and two columns.

The ending that seems to be realized is that there is nothing, and everything is like a mirror.

A day passed, at dusk, I was still a little hesitant, it was hard to say whether it was right or wrong to come to Longhu Mountain for a half-moon retreat, but it is true that I have not improved until now.

Continue or embark on the return journey?

To be honest, I was a little hesitant in my heart, my breakthrough was imminent, but the slightest incongruity made me return several times in vain.

Shouldn't it be like that, shouldn't the practice be gradual?

I was puzzled, but the current Zhang Tianshi really couldn't solve my doubts from the perspective of Dao cultivation.

The old Zhang Tianshi was sent to the sky by the Longbo giant, and the old and the new were replaced in a hurry, so Zhang Tianshi's cultivation was not very high, and he sometimes felt uncomfortable in his heart when he thought about it, because few of these elders obeyed him.

I thought about it for a while, closed my eyes and meditated cross-legged.

A giant tree appeared in my Yuan Shen Soul, this is a divine tree that cannot be described in words, and at the top of the divine tree, there is a divine light that cannot be constructed.

A golden-red glow shone on my primordial spirit, and a little impurity was expelled with the visualization of the smell of the Great Sun and the Fire of Fuki.

The process of polishing the Yang God is boring, but it is also very useful.

The breath of the yang god continued to rise, and finally touched that point.

Suddenly, the figure of an iron-backed ape flashed in front of the Wood Method.

An old ape naturally couldn't do this, so the old ape's body twisted for a while, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a black bull with four jagged horns.

The old ape actually flashed out of the Fumu Dharma, and the four-horned black bull was the Badge, which also came from the Fumu Vision.

The rooster roared in the sky, and the overbearing bull roar continued to echo my primordial spirit.

The Yang God, which had been polished by me like fiery red glass, immediately trembled, and I mobilized the power of the Yuan Shen, and the 30,000-zhang body of Fumu shone at the same time.

The golden fluid flames turned into iron locks, tightly binding towards the body of the deacon.

Both of these are illusory things, but at this time, their existence is like substance.

Long after I took back the fire that burned away the corpse, it wasn't just mana that brought me.

Not only did my mana increase directly help me cross a small realm, but on the other hand, the remaining indomitable and hatred in my body was also contaminated with my yang god.

It is precisely for this reason that whenever I am about to break through, an inexplicable obstacle will appear, and finally my breakthrough will be interrupted.

I thought that this obstacle came from the outside world, or it was a lack of aura, or a red dust, but I didn't expect that this obstacle came from myself.

At this time, the rein was constantly raging, and the golden-red flame lock was broken countless times by him, and one by one the fire crows jumped down from the buttress and hit the body of the deacon.

The existence of this cause is the obstacle that I have broken through, and I naturally will not let it go unnoticed.

One after another, the divine light bloomed, and countless wounds appeared on the body of the decoon.

The roe is not flesh and blood, nor is it a real thing, so it is not drenched in blood, but has countless cracks on its body.

Black smoke erupted outward from those cracks, and after a burst of golden flame, the black smoke was scorched.

It will take a long time for this kind of wear and tear, and the remnants of the descents have been attached to my Yang God for a while, so it is not so easy to be uprooted by me.

At this time, my biggest gain was actually to force the deer out, so that I could discover its existence and then exorcise it.

The remnants of the reins came from the outside world, not in my yang gods, nor my own distractions, so its power was not that it could not be suppressed, and soon, whether it was resentment or residual thoughts, they were all suppressed by me under the body of Fumu.

The fire of Fumu is constantly calcining the remnants of the deer, and the black gas is constantly disappearing, and it is estimated that in a few days, the remnants of the deuterine will completely disappear.

Although I am constantly struggling to regain my freedom again, I will not take it lightly again.

(End of chapter)