Xiao Jiange slowly stepped forward and looked at the corpse of this martial artist, his eyes couldn't help but froze.

The martial artist's broken leg was caused by a knife wound, and it seemed that he also broke it with his own hands, Xiao Jiange's heart suddenly became solemn, and the illusion that could make a Condensing Realm double heaven cultivator lose his mind can be seen how terrifying it is, especially after this martial artist is still in danger after coming out of the fog, this is what makes Xiao Jiange feel frightened.

In this way, it seems that as long as you enter the illusion, once you fall into the illusion, you can only overcome and break this illusion, otherwise even if you get out of this fog, you will still be in danger of the illusion, Xiao Jiange thought secretly.

It seems that this illusion should be able to hook the demons in your heart, and if you don't break the demons, you can only die!

Xiao Jiange suddenly showed hesitation, and hesitated for a while, the corpse of a Concentration Realm Double Heaven Cultivator was placed in front of him, so if he thought that he could retreat after entering it.

And not only do you have to face this terrifying illusion but also have to be wary of the warriors around you, if someone can navigate through the fog freely, then there is only a dead end, and whether you can find the mirage beast trapped in the illusion and kill it is also a problem.

Xiao Jiange couldn't help but retreat a little when he thought of all the keys, it was obvious that this was equivalent to a dead end, although the bloodline of the ancient demon beasts was rare, but if he died because of this, it would be extremely cost-effective.

"To go in or not to enter" Xiao Jiange hesitated.

The bloodline of ancient demon beasts is rare, and Xiao Jiange has a hunch that he will have a big battle in the near future, and he has to step into the double heaven of the Condensing Realm as soon as possible, even if he doesn't do so, what should he do against those demon sect people in the future?

The people of the Demon Sect are all deeply cultivated, their scheming is deep, and they are all cultivated to the extreme in the major realms, if they don't fight hard, how can they compete with them in the future.

Xiao Jiange thought of this, and his heart was filled with a hint of excitement, if he missed this ancient demon beast and wanted to find it, I am afraid that it would be extremely difficult.

"That's it, the path of cultivation is already against the sky, if you are afraid, how to break through the realm. Xiao Jiange's eyes flickered, and then he gritted his teeth and muttered to himself.

The Demon Sect has already killed itself, which means that his whereabouts will be discovered by the people of the Demon Sect sooner or later, and if he doesn't become stronger, he is afraid that he will die when the time comes, and he will not know how to die.

Xiao Jiange's eyes became firm when he thought of this.

Instead of refining the body with ordinary demon beasts, it is better to take the risk of refining ancient demon beasts, since you want to become stronger, you have to be stronger, and I can be as strong as I can.

After Xiao Jiange made up his mind, he relaxed his mind, took a deep breath, got up and slowly walked towards the mist, wearing a mink coat, his temples were snow-white, and his white hair fluttered slightly in the wind.

If you want to break the illusion, you must have a firm state of mind, and how firm your state of mind is, then you can only let go of everything, have no desires and no desires, and have a clear state of mind.

As Xiao Jiange set off, the martial artists who observed around him were all incredible, and there were still people who were not afraid of death to go in and take a look.

"Hmm, it's a little interesting" Wushuangfeng in the dark looked at Xiao Jiange, who was calm and calm into the fog, and his eyes suddenly showed interest, for Xiao Jiange had met with Yuanlou before, and the swordsman and the swordsman naturally had a feeling, and the Wushuangfeng was deeply impressed by Xiao Jiange alone.

"I hope you can survive, I'll come to tie you up" The corners of Wushuangfeng's mouth curled, his smile playfully played, and he said to himself.

"Boom" on a mountain peak, a golden-veined Tibetan mastiff stepped on the ground with one foot, the corner of the mouth twitched slightly, and let out a low roar.

There was a figure sitting on top of the golden-veined Tibetan mastiff, and he seemed to have sensed it, and all the mountains and rivers around him fell into the godless eyes under its red cloth.

"Hmm, I hope I can successfully refine my body alive, otherwise my days of waiting will be wasted. The man bowed his head and whispered.

"Amitabha" The man stood in front of him and chanted a Buddha chant.

Stepping into the mist, Xiao Jiange felt a burst of surprise, and saw that there was a pink color all around, and there were ancient trees standing around him, and a bluestone ancient road meandered and spread from Xiao Jiange's feet, leading to the depths of the mist.

Xiao Jiange couldn't help but marvel slightly when he saw such a scene, it seems that this bluestone ancient road leads to the depths of the mist, Xiao Jiange's eyes narrowed slightly, it seems that the illusion will be presented one by one on this ancient road.

"Now that I am at ease, I want to see what illusions can destroy my mind. The corners of Xiao Jiange's mouth curled, his eyes showed a look of confidence, and his heart was clear, and his heart was suddenly empty, and he stepped out from the bluestone ancient road.

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Above a stream, a flat boat slowly drifts with the waves, the river goes wherever the boat goes, the boat passes through thousands of mountains and thousands of heavens, the past is like smoke floating in front of the eyes, just like the few clouds above the sunny day.

A middle-aged Taoist priest in a yellow robe lay leisurely on his back on the boat, with a dog crawling on the boat.

The breeze is slow, the boat moves slowly, a person and a dog are leisurely on the boat, enjoying the quiet breeze, exhaling the fresh air of the sky and earth, and feeling at ease.

"The world is impermanent, people are like duckweed, just like this boat drifting with the waves, misty green mountains, secluded green rivers, stacked white clouds are blowing in front of me, like smoke behind me. ”

"Shouldn't we feel at ease with green mountains, flowing waters, and white clouds, and such a wonderful scene in the world? The middle-aged Taoist priest in a yellow Taoist robe looked up at the sky and the secluded road.

"Why haven't I felt free and happy since I cultivated the Tao?" the middle-aged Taoist priest in a yellow robe suddenly whispered to himself.

"Cultivation is here, the great heaven and earth are at my disposal, money and power are just between me turning my palms and raising my hands, why do I feel uncomfortable and unhappy?" he asked, looking at the earth dog crawling next to him.

The earth dog is still crawling, closing its eyes to rest, feeling the breeze blowing in its face, it can't help but feel a burst of comfort, can't help but shrug its drooping ears, stretch out its dog legs and lazy waist, and don't glance at the middle-aged Taoist priest's question.

"Hmm, yes, you're not her" A trace of essence flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist priest, and his eyes lit up, as if he had understood.

At that time, it was also a melodious boat, not a man and a dog on the boat, but a man and a woman, the woman was beautiful and aura, the man was wearing sewing and mending, two people secretly survived, and one set up a stall to tell fortunes.

The same flat boat, similar scenery, the middle-aged Taoist priest finally understood why he couldn't be happy, and he couldn't help but sigh faintly.

"Even if the scenery in the world is picturesque, even if the wind is blowing for thousands of miles, even if the green mountains and white clouds are thousands of days, what is the sky?"

"It's all inferior to you, inferior to you. The middle-aged Taoist priest raised his hand and sighed with a look of remembrance.

"Freedom is happy because you are by your side. The middle-aged Taoist priest whispered softly, covering his face with his palms, and looking at the world through his fingers.

"I've seen through all the heart passes, but you can't break it, you can't break it. A trace of tears appeared in the corners of the middle-aged Taoist priest's eyes, and he remembered what his master had said to him back then.

"Cultivating the Tao and cultivating the Tao, what is the Tao? Only when the mind is clear can we be at ease, and in this way, we can see the Tao. ”

"Master, how do you achieve a clear state of mind?"

"A cultivator should see through the red dust, and when you can see through the seven emotions and six desires, you will be able to achieve a clear state of mind, and then you will become enlightened. ”

"What are the seven emotions and six desires?"

"The seven emotions are joy, anger, sorrow, thought, sorrow, fear, and surprise, and the six desires are the eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body, and mind."

Thinking back, the middle-aged Taoist priest chuckled, "Seven emotions and six desires?"

"I finally understood why people in the world often say a word of intercession, and they don't know what to do or what to do. The middle-aged Taoist priest suddenly burst into tears and slowly flowed down the boat.

A fallen leaf drifted by, soothing a gust of breeze.

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In a Taoist collection, the secluded Taoist temple stands, the ancient pines are side by side, there is little incense on a yellow incense burner, and an old man wearing a Taoist robe is more than half a year old and sits on the futon in front of the incense burner, he sighs leisurely.

"Idiot, since you can't put it down, why not mention it?" the old man looked up at the sky and whispered.

"Isn't it another way to put it down?"