Chapter 1113 of the first volume of the Doctor of the Wandering Country;

After Xiao Wuyou caught a set of lights, he looked at the white bone mirror and kept flying towards another white spot.

At this time, his heart is grateful for the help of Providence, but in a short time, this gratitude will turn into resentment.

Seven days later, Xiao Wuyou wandered around the periphery of the Death Ridge and finally found eight white and one large yellow ghost fire, but except for the first one, he had never seen a green ghost fire. On his White Bone Demon Mirror, there was no other flash of light except for a red dot, which indicated that there was no ghost fire around Xiao Wulan.

But Xiao Wuyou is not in a hurry to go deep into the mountain of death. He randomly found a piece of dead wood and sat under it. Then his eyes slowly closed, causing his consciousness to sink into the sea.

At this time, in his understanding of the sea, there were nine points of light, emitting a faint light, compared to the time when he captured it, it had already been deformed, and without thinking about it, the soul in it had been eaten cleanly by the cold, leaving only the memory fragments that Xiao Wu needed.

Xiao Wulan's eyes were staring at a faint light. He vaguely saw photographs twinkling in the star cluster, which were supposed to be memories of the deceased's life.

Zuo Leng appeared beside Xiao Wuyou and also looked at the mask. He said to Xiao Wuyou: "These are the fragments of memories left by the monks, and they are also the biggest troubles in their lives. ”

"The greatest perseverance in life?"

Zuo Leng nodded and said, "Okay, yes, the so-called memory fragments can be said to be the resentment of the deceased, or the persistence of the deceased. In these insistences, there are a variety of emotions. If the deceased had a deep blood feud before his death, then this insistence is the wrath of the heavens, if he experienced it before he died. Dead love, this persistence is love, what you have to do now is to absorb these persistences, feel all kinds of thoughts, and thus realize your seven emotions, understand?

Xiao Wuyu nodded and said, "Okay, I understand." "Then, we should reach out and grab one.

But Zuo Lengfeng held his hand and said, "Wait a minute." ”

"Hmm, what's wrong?" Xiao Wu asked.

Zuo Leng looked at the group of lights and said softly: "To absorb these memory fragments, it is like feeling the attachment of the deceased. You have to sink into them, but you can pull them out. If you're confused about persistence in the process, then in the end, you won't be that worried. So you have to take it one step at a time. Don't rush forward. You know what? Because once you're attracted to other people's opinions, everyone but yourself can wake you up. ”

It is an alternative form of practice that does not seem to cause physical harm, but the danger is more terrifying than fighting a monk who is far from his own realm. If they're not careful, they'll be doomed forever. Therefore, Zuo Leng also kept repeatedly admonishing them, which is why he had to practice Wu Soul's artistic conception for more than six years. Time.

The time to catch the ghost fire is the second, and the most time-consuming is to feel the persistence step by step in the camp.

Xiao nodded anxiously. Even if Zuo Leng didn't say it, he would treat it carefully. That's why he didn't immediately go deep into the mountain of death. If he gets tired of dealing with white ghost fires, he no longer needs to capture higher level ghost fires.

Then, Xiao Wuyou grabbed a light group and swallowed it directly. He realized that the image of his fantasy at sea was also eyes closed and knee-deep, and he carefully felt the change in mood.

At the moment when Xiao Wulan swallowed the memory fragments, an indescribable sense of sadness came to her heart, and Xiao Wulan seemed to be immersed in a dream. He ceased to be himself, but became a person he did not know.

It was a person he didn't know, but it was as if the person was his own, and it really felt like a dream, and people couldn't tell it, and the sad scene made them stay in it and feel it carefully.

Zuo Leng stood next to Xiao Wuyu's ghost and looked at him quietly. He said a voice that only he could hear: "Xiao Wuyu, whether you succeed or not depends on whether you really have the genius of the seven emotions. ”

Although Zuo Leng is not strictly speaking a real Wu Soul Realm monk, he still has a deep understanding of some common knowledge of the Wu Soul Realm. Although his memory is flawed, he has forgotten more things under the premise of practice, and in his later practice, he has a deep memory of things. So Xiao Wuyou also knows his seven emotions and souls very well.

Human monks have a wide variety of emotions from birth. Whether others understand it or not, there must be a thought in the monk's heart. Therefore, it can be said that the seven emotions of the soul are one of the easiest artistic concepts in the world.

But while it's easy to start, it's very difficult to get it to a high level. In short, it was clear to the onlookers, and the authorities were fascinated. External things can be used to understand the mood. They can also be observed and guessed as spectators. However, since these seven emotions are one of their own, it is obviously more difficult to deepen their understanding.

Xiao Wuyou's ability to grasp seven emotions at such an age can be considered rare, but Zuo Leng's understanding of this is not surprising. Maybe the quality of his will is not as good as Zuo Leng's, but before absorbing the ghost fire, Xiao Wuyou's talent in his state of mind was not yet known.

Willpower is the direction of the path of cultivation, and talent is like a ship in a voyage. No matter how correct the direction is, if it's a raft, how can it sail far in the tide?

But just when Zuo Leng was thinking like this, Xiao Wuyou, who had closed his eyes, suddenly opened his eyes.

"What's going on?" why did you stop feeling?" Zuo asked coldly.

Xiao Wuyu shook his head lightly and said, "Nothing happened, but he already realized it. After that, he ignored Zuo Leng and stood aside, and directly grabbed another light group.

Zuo Leng was like a real ghost, looking at the carefree Xiao Wu with another big and narrow heart, and a huge wave was set off in his heart. He lost his voice and said, "How is it possible to realize that even an hour is not enough?" Am I mistaken? If it wasn't for my memory, it was true.

According to Zuo Leng's memory, if we want to realize the artistic conception of Wu Soul, we can't calculate it in a day or two. People with strong artistic conception of martial spirits often only have a few months or even a few years of experience at a time. Even with such fragments of memory as a supplement, we should not have done it in such a short time. Now Xiao Wu is relieved. It took less than an hour to realize that it was over.

"Look again. Don't worry. Look again. ”

If Zuo Leng was still alive, he might find that he was breathing faster and heavier at this point. He didn't fall into deep thought, but stared at Xiao Wuyi without hesitation, hoping to confirm it again.

An hour passed quickly, and half an hour later, Xiao Wuyou opened his eyes again, looked at the third set of lights, and then closed his eyes again, immersed in that feeling.

"It's true. It's true. Haha, Shang Adi won't let me down. Ha ha. ”

Zuo Leng saw Xiao Wu's movements, and finally confirmed that Xiao Wu you really completed a feeling in a short period of time. An hour may seem like a long time, but for an epiphany, it's negligible. There is only one circumstance that can explain this manifestation.

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