There is a person in the void, named Xuan Lingzi, who is your original heart, visualizing its appearance, sticking to your original heart, and cultivating the Tao is also cultivating the heart, and if the original heart is not broken, then the soul will not be extinguished When the green tendons on his forehead burst out and his eyes were cracked, a passage in the middle of the first part of the bamboo slip came into his mind like a sudden bright light.

It was as if the green trees and grass growing in the desert had met the long-lost sweet spring, the strange blood red in the eyes slowly faded, and the heart beating frantically subsided little by little.

Xuan Lingzi? This strange book is called "Xuan Lingjue", could it be that Xuan Lingzi is the predecessor who wrote this strange book? Long Yunfeng's sword eyebrows raised slightly, and his two hands rested on his knees again.

The heart is not broken, and the soul is not extinguished! Could it be that this is the way to heal the soul? ”

The light of enlightenment flowed out of his slightly dim eyes little by little, like flowing water, and thoughts were running quickly in his mind.

After a moment of silence, he closed his eyes, trying to return his state of mind to the meditative state of concentration, and tried to visualize the form of Xuan Lingzi.

In an instant, he felt his whole body enter a void.

The breeze is blowing, the clouds are shrouded, and the refreshment is incomparably refreshing.

A face slowly appeared in front of his eyes.

The white and immaculate, without any worldly dirt, the bun coiled on the top of the head, and the three thousand green silk hanging down to the ears, make people just look at it, there is a sense of fairy wind bones, cordial and kind.

The gentle breeze was like a mother's gentle hand, gently caressing his soul, and in an instant, every broken thought seemed to be applied to the panacea, and the heart-rending pain slowly faded, and the scars on it were healing at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye.

It seems that this is really a way to repair the soul. Feeling the coolness and comfort coming from his thoughts, staring at the wound on his soul that was healing rapidly, Long Yunfeng smiled knowingly, let out a long breath, and finally let go of a big stone in his heart.

Sometimes, however, reality is much more complex and brutal than imagined.

Just when most of the thoughts in the whole body were repaired, the cracks in the center of the divine soul showed no signs of healing, although the gentle and warm breeze continued to blow, but after entering the wound, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, only slightly relieving the pain on the wound, but unable to make it heal.

If the previous breeze was a healing elixir, then now it is only an analgesic.

What's going on? Why can't the wounds on the mind of the Lord God be repaired? Long Yunfeng felt a burst of surprise when he landed, and his heart fell from heaven to the world, and the gloomy clouds that had just dispersed gathered on his face again.

Is it because there are limited ways to heal the wound, not the symptoms, or is it the wrong way I'm doing it? After all, he was a man who had wandered on the line of life and death many times, and he quickly recovered his composure from the horror and panic, and fell into deep thought again, carefully pondering the words.

The book says that the appearance of Xuan Lingzi is my original heart, and by visualizing the appearance of Xuan Lingzi's predecessors, I can repair my soul! Xuan Lingzi's appearance! “

Suddenly, as if someone had suddenly slapped him on the back of the head, his fine sword eyebrows trembled violently, and his deep eyes exuded a sharp essence, I don't know whether it was surprise or enlightenment.

There is no description of Xuan Lingzi's appearance in this book, let alone a portrait of him, the face in front of me is just my imagination! ”

That's right, the so-called Xuan Lingzi appearance in front of him that he visualized was indeed just his simple imagination.

The images of immortal people in classical Zhiwei novels and contemporary gods and demons film and television dramas are all long-haired, gentle and elegant, and do not eat the fireworks of the world! “

Therefore, after realizing that visualizing Xuan Lingzi's form had the potential to repair the damaged divine soul, such a face naturally appeared in his mind.

This is just his simple conjecture, not the real Xuan Lingzi!

Is it because of this that this method can only repair most of my thoughts, but not the main thoughts? ”

The dark eyes rolled irregularly, and the expression on his face was cloudy.

I have to visualize the real form of Xuan Lingzi so that I can repair those traumatized main thoughts? However, the real Xuan Lingzi predecessors may be legendary characters who existed in ancient times, do you want me to go back to that unknown era like the protagonists of some bloody novels, to see the dignity of Xuan Lingzi's predecessors? “

Thinking of this, Long Yunfeng couldn't help but feel angry and funny, and his heart once again fell into deep entanglement and helplessness.

Could it be that my soul is really going to manipulate my body in a half-crippled state for the rest of my life, and if so, what is the difference between killing me? ”

Emotions such as resentment and unwillingness instantly burned like a fire in his mind.

Words like it is better to die than to live in his world, there is no place to stand, it is just an excuse used by cowards and people who are greedy for life and afraid of death to comfort themselves in order to live in the world, what he believes in is that he would rather die standing than live on his stomach, and would rather be broken than broken!

Cultivating the Tao is also cultivating the heart, if the heart is not broken, the soul will not be destroyed! “

This sentence was like lightning in his mind, which had fallen into a state of disorder, like a bright light in the night, illuminating the way forward.

Is it possible to stick to your heart is the key? Long Yunfeng's eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized.

What is my heart? Why am I so obsessed with practicing martial arts, and why do I work so hard to make myself strong? “

He was asking himself over and over again that he was looking for answers.

The wind was biting, and the rain was pouring down.

In the humble orphanage, a sturdy baby boy lay in the arms of the old superintendent, and kept letting out a deafening cry.

Is that the one who just got picked up by the old dean? Ripples rippled in his heart, and his eyes, which were as deep as a black hole, and had always looked at people with cold eyes, turned a little red.

In a brightly lit room, a tall girl with long hair and a shawl and an elegant and pretty face is smiling like a flower, patiently guiding a young boy in his homework.

Sister Tingting! When he saw the girl's face, he almost screamed with excitement.

Brother Yunfeng, come on, I'll play hide and seek together. In a dilapidated courtyard, a group of plainly dressed children were smiling and calling to him enthusiastically.

That's it, brothers and sisters in the orphanage! “

Looking at the familiar faces, Long Yunfeng's eyes instantly moistened!

Yunfeng, I hope you will hold me forever like this, and I hope to be with you forever. ”

At the edge of the flowers, under the sunset, a girl with long hair fluttering, a face as white as snow, and a school uniform threw herself into his arms like a fierce child, and hugged his strong waist tightly.

Her delicate face is as delicate as a porcelain doll, her long eyelashes are like elaborate decorations, and her clear eyes are full of affection.

Xiaoxuan! “

In an instant, tears poured out like a flood that burst the embankment, and swept across his slightly pale face.

This is his first love, and it is also the person he will decide to protect for the rest of his life!

Although she has now disappeared from his world, deep down he still can't forget her, and still hopes to protect her.

The old dean, Sister Tingting, and the brothers and sisters in the orphanage are all people who they have to protect.

Isn't it to work so hard to make yourself strong just to protect the people you want to protect?

Could it be that my heart is to guard! ”

A powerful force struck in an instant, overwhelming, indestructible, and unstoppable.

However, the resolute fighting spirit was derived from his heart, and the thoughts in his soul swelled rapidly, and he instantly felt that his whole body was filled with unparalleled confidence and strength.

In an instant, dazzling pillars of golden light rose in front of his eyes, and in the pillars of light, the blurred human face gradually became clear.

Deep as the sky, but clear as mirror-like eyes, high nose bridge, square mouth, handsome and elegant, extraordinary temperament.

A snow-white robe was worn on his slender and straight body, which set off his strong and elegant temperament just right.

Is this the predecessor of Xuan Lingzi who wrote this strange book? Long Yunfeng looked at the dignity bathed in the glow in front of him stupidly, as if, that was his self thousands of generations ago, or that what those clear eyes wanted to express was his own heart!

The originally gentle breeze became extremely violent in an instant, like a twelve-level typhoon, pouring fiercely into the wounds of his main divine thoughts.

However, his divine soul had a feeling like a spring breeze, and the scars on the main divine mind were immediately repaired at a speed that could be seen with the naked eye.

After the main mind was repaired, the scene in front of him disappeared, and everything returned to reality.

Long Yunfeng stood up, rejuvenated his muscles and bones, and found that he had regained his previous strength.

Cultivation is really not a game that ordinary people can play, and they can kill at any time! ”

Thinking that he would have to experience all kinds of mental illusions in the future, and even survive the thunder tribulation, he couldn't help but feel a little helpless and a little dazed.

Cultivating Taoism is like sailing against the current, once you set foot on it, it is a road of no return.