"You kid, you're so stupid, you're so stupid! The words of this seat do not mean that you should give up foreign things.

Martial arts cultivation is like crossing a river for people. If you can borrow the help of a boat and travel at double speed to reach the other shore early, then why not? ”

The light in the red-robed man's eyes became more and more faintly disillusioned. It was as if anyone under his gaze would have nothing to hide.

"Lord Chiyin, the juniors are dull, please make it clear."

Qingji was losing his soul and was more and more overwhelmed by this reprimand.

The supreme cultivation of the red-robed man who met the god and killed the god had already seen it deeply just now. But I can't imagine that the work of the tongue is also cloud-turning, black and white at will.

The other party's remarks seem to be very different from what he said earlier: 'Those who are obsessed with external things and want to achieve them are ultimately on the path'.

But no matter what kind of words come out of his mouth, they will be filled with the majesty of the invincible power of antiquity. But it is also like the sound of the avenue, which resonates with people's hearts and feels taken for granted.

"Stupid! When a man crosses the river by boat, he asks to reach the other side. There is no elm head that wants to take the ship ashore! ”

Just when Qingji was even more conflicted and tangled, he didn't understand what the other party wanted to say. The red-robed man once again made him stunned as if he had been electrocuted.

"Is there an elm head that wants to go ashore on a ship? Is there an elm head that wants to take the ship ashore? Yes! Yes! I'm the elm head that wants to go ashore! ”

"In my heart, I rely too much on the power of the stone snail, on the divine golden lamp of the Soul Sea, and even more on the powerful cultivation of the warriors of the Meng Abyss Realm. As soon as I lost them, I panicked.

In fact, what was tested in this blood sea world before was not the strength of martial arts, but only the firmness of the heart. But my state of mind has become fragile because of the loss of so many supports.

As a warrior, it is understandable to rely on all the power that can make you powerful.

But if you indulge in it, the heart of a warrior will be enslaved by power. So that at any time, they cannot leave each other and exist independently, how is this different from trying to blackmail the ship to go ashore? ”

"That's right! Just now, as long as I was unencumbered, I didn't take the loss of those dependencies as a thing. Even if you can't endure endlessly in the Blood Sea World.

But my state of mind can at least be very stable, and the time I can support it will certainly not be so short. ”

After a long time, Qingji came back to his senses. His eyes shone like two lights in them.

As a martial artist, who doesn't want to pursue the path of supreme power. If it is not one thing not to take the loss of vital martial arts dependence, how easy is it to say?

But if the state of mind is fragile, let you have the courage to cover the world, after all, it is water without a source and a tree without roots. Once you encounter the poverty of combat strength, how can you rely on yourself?

Just like the red-robed young man who slaughtered the blood sea in all directions before, he wiped out all the enemies in that earth-shattering battle, but after that, his own cultivation was gone.

Next, he was attacked and killed by the Flying Winged Demon Leopard. If it is someone else, as the pinnacle of power, the combat power is completely lost, and you are trapped in such a lifeless place, how can you still be dissatisfied and desperate and your mood will be shattered.

Who can be like the young man in the red robe who is still as calm as water and unmoved.

In the last battle, the strength of the martial arts was obviously secondary. Only the indestructible heart of a warrior can make the red-robed young man abandon all emotional fluctuations. As long as there is a breath left, we will not be left to die.

In the end, he was able to take advantage of the Demon Leopard's immature experience and distraction to forcibly throw out one of his palms that had been inadvertently grabbed by the other party.

At that moment, Yi Qingji's eyesight could see it clearly. The red-robed young man used his severed palm as a weapon, and the Jedi counterattacked, and his heart was better than gold and iron, which was enough to make any warrior awe and awe.

But his physical and soul powers were all exhausted, and there was no way to slash the severed palm into the demon leopard's chest covered with black crystal scales.

However, in the end, it just got in. And the palm of that hand seemed to be full of independent spirituality, crushing the young heart of the demon leopard that was beating vigorously like the rising sun.

That unbelievable killing blow was neither the power of the physical body, nor the slightest fluctuation of the source qi of heaven and earth and the mind of the soul.

The flesh and blood peeled off the palm bones seemed to become an extension of the body of the red-robed young man at that moment.

Or more precisely, although it has detached from its body, it has always obeyed the unwavering warrior heart of the red-robed youth.

Qingji had never imagined before that when a person's state of mind was firm to a certain point of inconceivability, he might have a mysterious power similar to the fulfillment of his wishes.

Otherwise, it is really difficult to explain why the red-robed young man not only succeeded in killing the demon leopard in the end, but also achieved a huge breakthrough in martial arts.

The reason why the red-robed man detained a wisp of his soul and mind to this strange blood sea world may be that his real intention is to let him witness this mysterious and unspeakable scene with his own eyes.

The sea of blood is trapped in the heart, and it is also refining the heart. From the red-robed boy to the red-robed youth, until the last red-robed man.

The rise of an astonishing power is not all about how powerful his natural endowment is, and how the opportunities he has obtained are against the sky.

Only when and where it is, it can always be unhindered and unhurried.

With the heart to control the strength rather than the heart to work the heart, the more you fight, the more courageous, and finally transcendent into the sainthood, and even invincible in the world.

Faintly figured out this truth, Qingji was relieved and let out a long breath.

He felt that although his martial arts cultivation had not made any progress, his heart was as if it had been tempered by the Blood Sea World and had been tempered with countless impurities, becoming clear and transparent, untainted with dust.

Of course, this feeling is not all true. The real state of unhindered heart is far beyond his reach today.

However, having touched on this truth, it is like seeing the light in the night. Even if they are far away, they can always follow the trail of their light and gradually get closer.

"Thank you Akakure-sama for your teaching, and the younger generation will benefit immensely."

With endless gratitude, Qingji bowed deeply to the red-robed man.

After a slight sigh, he said solemnly: "If the junior revisits the Blood Sea World now, he can support half more breathing time." ”

"Half a breath? That's it. ”

When the red-robed man heard this, the strange light in his eyes gradually faded away. I don't know if he is satisfied or disappointed with Qingji's words. Ban Yan sighed:

"Little one, the wisp of holy will left by this seat is about to dissipate. Since Brother Tianbo favors you, and in you, this seat has sensed the breath of some old people.

Forget about others, but what ...... That...... Hey, since you have such a relationship with this seat, why should this seat let you be the true master of this Chiyin Peak.

It's just a pity that although the innate killing intent in your heart has been tempered by this seat in the blood sea world in every way, it is still weak and impure, and it is difficult to inherit the mantle of this seat.

Otherwise, the "Blood Sea Sword Sutra" of this seat is in the world, and how can it let the "White Tiger Sword Sutra" steal the title of "Qing's Three Thousand Martial Arts, the No. 1 in Killing Power". ”

(End of chapter)