Under the ruins, Wang Yi sat against the wall, his legs crossed, his hands touching his knees, his palms facing the sky, his eyes closed, not sucking or spitting, like a rock, let the outside wind and sun blow, unmoved. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, if you look closely, you will find that Wang Yi is still breathing, but the frequency is very low, the movements are very small, and every breath is silent, like a dormant old turtle, the breath is long and powerful.

Wang Yi was in a state similar to turtle breath at this time, because he didn't know how long he would stay in this barren secret realm, what Wang Yi could do was to minimize his consumption, and turtle breath was the best way Wang Yi could do at present.

The turtle is a long-lived thing, there is a psychic giant turtle and even can extend its life for thousands of years, its life is long, far more than the monk, even the Taoist ancestors can not be compared with it, after there are powerful monks, the spirit turtle breathes and understands, and has a method called fetal breath, and the practice can prolong life.

Later, although this great power was not immortal, he also lived to five thousand, far surpassing many Taoist ancestors, and then the news came out, and the fetal breath method became famous in the cultivation world, attracting countless monks to seek after, and even set off a bloody storm.

It was only later that the monks discovered that the fetal breath method could not be practiced at all, and the fetal breath method paid attention to boasting about breathing, spitting out the old and accepting the new, returning to the fetus, raising the innate Qi, and obtaining the foundation of immortality, with a total of four realms, namely, concentration, latent breath, true determination, and determination.

According to the speculation of the great power, as long as the monk can reach the state of determination, so that the god and the mind are in harmony, the heart is in the Qi, the Qi envelops the outside of the god, the chaos is combined, and the mist does not disperse, he can achieve immortality.

In a way, this great power can be said to have opened up another path of immortality, so that all sentient beings have the method of immortality, because the fetal breath technique does not need to be supported by cultivation, that is to say, it is possible for any mortal fetus to practice fetal breath and achieve immortality.

It's a pity that this is impossible to achieve at all, the fetal breath method is not repeated only re-enlightenment, not enlightenment, after all, it is just an empty place, the threshold for entry is so high, it is staggering, if you want to enter the first realm of fetal breath to concentrate, the cultivator must be clear in the mind, understand the true self, this is for monks except for those monks above the real person, basically no one can do it, let alone mortals struggling in the rolling red dust.

The most important thing is that the first two realms of the fetal breath method cannot prolong life, and only when the true determination is reached, can there be a chance to prolong life. This made many monks lose their voices, because the true determination is too ethereal, the so-called true determination is to fix the true self, not to be moved by external objects, to do the law, to do nothing, to save first and then forget, to know but not to keep, to have the intention into no intention, intentional into unintentional, to reach the state of no thought and no desire.

And this is what many Taoist ancestors can't do, after all, most of the monks have a strong obsession, compared to the ethereal method of fetal breath, the monk is more willing to choose the way of practicing qi and immortality, after all, the way of practicing qi, although there are many ups and downs, but after all, there are traces to follow, not a castle in the air.

Later, the fetal breath method gradually disappeared in the cultivation world, and only the turtle breath technique simplified by the monks from it was still widely spread in the cultivation world. The so-called turtle breath technique, in fact, is not a spell, just a method to regulate the monk's breathing, there is no life extension effect of the fetal breath method, of course, there is not such a high threshold, the monk can be cultivated, its only effect is to regulate the monk's breathing, reduce the monk's consumption.

Now Wang Yi is using the Turtle Breath Technique, just to reduce his consumption, after all, he doesn't know when the monks of the Zhenhai Sect will make a move, maybe immediately, maybe a day, maybe ten days, and there is no water source or food in this secret territory, all Wang Yi can rely on is a little reserve in his storage bag, what he can do is to minimize consumption and let himself last as long as possible. Only in this way can he get out of the secret realm alive.

Suddenly, Wang Yi, who was pranayama with his eyes closed and motionless as a rock, suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a flash of surprise in his dark eyes.

Wang Yi, who had originally entered the state of turtle breath, suddenly felt the ground shaking slightly, which was suspected to be a sign of the earth dragon's reflexion, and under the suspicion, Wang Yi immediately sobered up.

Getting up, Wang Yi immediately blessed himself with the light body technique, and quickly left the place, because he had already felt the shock getting stronger and stronger, and the ruins behind him probably wouldn't last long.

Boom, Wang Yi didn't run far, there was a loud noise behind him, I don't know how many years of the hall collapsed, stirring up a piece of dust, looking back, looking at the hall that was gradually submerged in the sea of sand, Wang Yi couldn't help but sigh.

Wang Yi suddenly stumbled, and the shock came even bigger, and more importantly, Wang Yi couldn't help but feel that the ground was shaking, even the sky was shaking, and the three rounds of the sun were even more shaky, and then Wang Yi saw the unforgettable scene in his life.

Originally, there was no dark night, the sky suddenly darkened, Wang Yi looked up in astonishment, only to see a giant claw covered with golden hair, which could cover the sky, appeared out of thin air, and grabbed the three suns in the sky.

The giant claw covers the sky, and where it passes, it is densely filled with dark space cracks, it seems that the secret space is overwhelmed, and seeing that the giant claw is about to take the three rounds of the great sun into his hands, a birdsong sounded between the heavens and the earth, and its sound was faint, like the fairy sound above the nine heavens, rippling in Wang Yi's heart, and it lasted for a long time.

The phantom of three birds and finches appeared in the three suns, its shape resembled a phoenix, covered with golden feathers, with three legs on its abdomen, surrounded by red flames, like a spirit in the fire.

Although Wang Yi's knowledge is not extensive, Wang Yi still knows the three-legged golden crow of the true spirit demon that is widely spread in the Kyushu world.

Looking at the three-legged golden crow bathed in flames and spreading its wings, Wang Yi couldn't help but be even more surprised, he didn't expect to see the three-legged golden crow in this barren secret realm, although it was only a phantom.

You must know that the three-legged golden crow is strong, and it is also a top existence in the true spirit, far from being comparable to the mirage dragon, although there is a legend in the Kyushu world, but its true body has long disappeared in the Kyushu world.

With the appearance of the phantom of the three-legged golden crow, the three rounds of the Great Sun Golden Light made a big effort, and they all worked together to resist the giant claws.

With a crisp sound, the defense formed by the golden light only lasted for thirty breaths under the giant claw, and it was easily crushed, the defense was broken, the sun's light dimmed suddenly, and the phantom of the three-legged golden crow also turned into nothingness and disappeared without a trace.

However, it is not completely useless, at least it has bought some time, and the three rounds of the great sun turned into three streamers at this moment, scattering in all directions, and the giant claw could only reach out and pick up a sun and take it into the bag. The other two suns set in two different directions.

Seeing that the giant claw easily grasped the big day in his hand, Wang Yi had to marvel that this was the real immortal method, holding the big day in his hand, only in the backhand, this scene was firmly imprinted in Wang Yi's heart, but what Wang Yi didn't know was that this was not the real sun.

Hmph, a cold snort sounded between heaven and earth, as if dissatisfied, as if disdainful, another golden haired giant claw appeared out of thin air, grabbing a falling sun.

The other sun fell in the direction of Wang Yi.