Canghai said in his heart: "Tongshen...... Psychic ...... Could it be that this is a secret left by those two gods? My life is still alive now, which means that the man in white lost his hand at that time. So, this book was left by the man in black? If so, why did he keep it? Since he came to my rescue, he must have no ill will. Well...... Yes, he must have seen that I had good qualifications and wanted to take me as an apprentice. But because I was in a hurry to leave in advance, I left a book for me to study. ”

After some self-explanation, he nodded again and again, as if he was really a bone genius, with outstanding talent, and the top masters were all obscene when they saw it.

I was feeling good about myself, and with the sound of the book, I automatically turned another page.

The text continues to appear, and the opening chapter reads: "The cultivators of the world all use the Seven Paths as the Dharma of God. The whole body, the meridians, the marrow, the ventilation, the five elements, the enlightenment avenue, and the law of control are for the gods. However, the seven links are perfect, the years are long, the qualifications are superb, the whole body is 30 years, the meridian is 30 years, the marrow is 30 years, the ventilation is 30 years, the five elements are 100 years, the road of enlightenment is 1,000 years, to the law of control, it is not fate and can not be sought, and it is rare to meet in 10,000 years. Mortals are short in age, and throughout their lives, there are very few people who have combined the five elements, and they sigh ......"

Canghai said in his heart: "This book is really a cultivation secret. It is said above that the Seven Paths are certainly the essence of cultivation, but if they are practiced according to the rules, even those with extraordinary qualifications will need thousands of years to reach the realm of the Great Dao of Enlightenment, not to mention the final law of general control. Where can mortal bodies like us have such a long lifespan to consume? This book is quite right. ”

Continue to read, and the book also wrote: "All the hardships of cultivation are not in grinding muscles and bones, not in lightning strikes and fire sacrifices, and the shackles lie in their longevity." This God is sympathetic to all cultivators......"

Canghai's heart jumped suddenly, and he said, "This god...... The owner of this book claims to be a god! This book must have a lot to do with the two men who came before it. ”

Although he was almost killed, he was deeply shocked and yearned for the ability of the two of them at that time. At this time, it was confirmed that this was a secret book of God, and I couldn't help but be surprised and delighted.

I saw that the latter text wrote: "This god is sympathetic to all cultivators, breaks the checks and balances of the heavenly way, creates this mystery, and simplifies the redundancy. Those who are destined can be connected to the gods in a hundred years. ”

Canghai is even more delighted. If mortals can cultivate to the realm of the gods, then they can naturally live forever and live as long as the sky. But the biggest contradiction is that the cultivation process itself takes thousands of years, and the normal lifespan of a mortal is only a hundred, just like a person climbing a ten-meter ladder to pick the fruit at a height of a hundred meters, it is absolutely impossible. Now this "Divine Mystery" says that it can shrink the cultivation time of tens of thousands of years to a hundred years, which is really incredible. This is what all cultivators want.

In the ecstasy of the sea, without waiting for the book to turn itself, he reached out and opened it to the last page. However, the last page reads: "Those who are fortunate enough to obtain this book do not need to practice hard day and night, and the mystery should be cultivated by themselves." ”

Canghai was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart: "There is no need to practice day and night, the mystery is cultivated by itself." But what does this mean? Can you learn it spontaneously without cultivating? If you don't eat a piece of meat, how can it fill your stomach? How can there be such a truth in the world?"

Thinking about it, it was difficult to figure it out for a while. Looking at the mystery again, there is no method of cultivation at the end of the article, only a trick called "Breaking the Phoenix". The hint of the trick "Breaking the Phoenix" is to say, "The mystery is not successful, if you encounter a strong enemy, you can save your life." This is followed by a short section of how to use "Broken Phoenix", which ends here. Other than that, there is not a word about how to cultivate the mysteries.

Canghai grabbed the "Mystery of the Gods" and flipped through it dozens of times, shaking and shaking, but he never found a way to cultivate it. I couldn't help but be disappointed. Xin said: "This trick is used when encountering a strong enemy, and it is conceivable that it must be very powerful." But if you haven't cultivated, how can you use it? If you don't have a longbow, it's just a waste. ”

But this is a relic of the gods after all, and it is normal not to see it for a while. Just as he was about to put it back in his backpack and wait for it to go back and slowly refer to it, suddenly the word "Tong" on the title page jumped out of the book and hit him with a pop.

Canghai screamed, holding his head with both hands, only to feel as if something had penetrated into his head, and he was dizzy.

Before he came back to his senses, the second word "god" also jumped up, pounced and hit the seal hall again.

Canghai felt that there were two insects in his head that were biting indiscriminately, and the pain was unbearable, so in a panic, he hurriedly took a few steps back. At this time, the words in the book bounced into the air one after another, forming a queue, as if they wanted to attack repeatedly. Canghai hurriedly blocked Yin Tang with both hands, and said in his heart: "I protect my eyebrows, I can't come in this time?"

The thought moved, and with a flutter, a word flew in from his mouth, rolled and pounded in his throat, and slipped all the way to his stomach.

Canghai was shocked and frightened, not knowing whether it was a curse or a blessing, but those words burrowed into the body, and the sharp pain like gnawing was real. At that moment, his mouth was tightly closed.

In a trance, those words in the air were like random arrows, puff

In the sea, I felt that those words penetrated into the skin, infiltrated into the bones, and scurried around in the body, like ten thousand ants devouring the body, trying to eat themselves into empty shells. He rolled on the ground in pain. The pain of the thorns on the ground was nothing compared to that.

Canghai scratched with both hands, trying to catch the things in his body, but he couldn't catch anything, only scratched himself and was scarred. The pain in the body is even worse. Later, he didn't even have the strength to struggle, so he just lay on the ground and gasped.

In a daze, one moment it is like falling into a wolf's den and being torn apart by the wolves piece by piece, one moment it is like falling into a sea of fire, being burned and scorched, one moment it is like sinking into an iceberg and the cold invades the bone marrow, and one moment it is like being struck by a giant hammer, the bones are shattered and hammered into flesh. The sea could not move, and only a wisp of consciousness remained in the darkness.

Vaguely, it seemed that the wisp of consciousness drove something out of the hundreds of bones of the body one by one, and converged along the meridian lines to the dantian. Those meridians were originally extremely narrow and blocked, and they were driven by consciousness to eat the words in the "Divine Mysteries" all the way, and they actually expanded and opened up all the meridians.

Those words entered the dantian and gradually turned into a stream of air. Canghai's consciousness suddenly felt warm. This air flow swirled in the dantian for a while, and then extended outward along the meridians. Every time I pass through, I feel that the pain is weakened.

After the airflow spread to every corner of the body, it immediately returned to the dantian and traveled for a small week. Strange to say, the musculoskeletal that was swept by the air flow seemed to have a faint trace of suction.

The suction penetrated the skin, poked out of the body, and actually ingested the slightest aura from the outside world into the body without any scruples, and then entered the dantian from the meridians, fusing with the air flow.

I don't know how long it took, but Canghai's body finally came to sense. Consciousness returns to the brain. When I opened my eyes slowly, I saw that the white ground around me was covered with snow. The snow in the sky was not very large, but the snow was very thick, and it must have been several days and nights.