With a "whew", the Wanhua Hammer flew above Zhuge Ke's head, he shook slightly, closed his eyes and waited for death, but he was a bit of a bachelor.

Wu Yi rubbed his hands, "Heaven has the virtue of a good life, I won't kill you, hand over your natal essence blood and divine sense imprint, and I'll let you go." ”

Zhuge Ke shook his head and said without hesitation, "You kill me!"

In this world, the natal essence blood and the origin divine consciousness are indeed very important, and after being controlled by others, it is like a lifeline being controlled. Natal essence blood will cause physical instability and even collapse, the core divine consciousness will cause the divine consciousness band to be deciphered, the divine consciousness sea is easy to be attacked or even abolished, and the natal magic weapon can be easily taken away.

However, it is not absolutely in control of life and death. As long as the controlled and the person in control never meet, or there is the power of the predecessors to protect them, or the controller automatically disappears into the world.

In a sense, the path of cultivation of the controlled person will be extremely bumpy, because the key to cultivating the truth lies in the original self, and the original self is accused of being damaged, and the future of cultivation is extremely limited, which is completely unbearable for a monk who is interested in the great way.

Wu Yi rubbed his forehead, it was really nerve-wracking, "The power in your family must be something I can't afford to offend, I can't kill it, I can't let it go, you teach me, what should I do?"

This time, Senior Brother Zhuge turned his head very quickly, and shouted, "I swear to the heavens in the name of my Zhuge Family Dao Ancestor, and if I am not good to Your Excellency again, let me die miserably!" I will accompany you spirit stones, 10,000, no, 100,000 spirit stones, this is all my spirit stones in 20 years!"

Wu Yi bowed slightly, "Let's make an IOU!"

He happily collected the IOU, although he did not have a single spirit stone on his body, he was a creditor, and his paper wealth was tens of thousands.

It is worthy of being an elite of the big sect, and it is considered to be the top.

If this one doesn't fall, the next one will not be so polite, he can't beat the master, and there is no consequence of beating the dog. The Ten Thousand Flower Hammer flew towards the fourth-layer monk of the condensate, "For the tiger, the grass cares for human life, the dog slave is worse than the dog master!" The Ten Thousand Flower Hammer turned into a phantom, burrowed into the monk's body, and in an instant, it came out of the top of his head. The monk's hair turned white at a rate visible to the naked eye, and his flesh, muscles, bones and skin were rapidly aging. He roared hoarsely, "Kill me!

Wu Yi sneered, "Abolish the cultivation you rely on to do evil, and fend for yourself!"

"And you!" the Kaleidohua Hammer trembled slightly, pointing at the third monk, and the third-layer monk of the condensate was frightened, kneeling on the ground and kowtowing. "Hand over your divine consciousness and essence blood, and roll with your companion!" Wu Yi shouted, the monk presented his divine consciousness essence blood according to his words, and then helped his white-haired and old companion, stumbling and holding his head, the field was empty, the mountain road was rugged, and the three monks who had no spiritual power and were seriously injured were not as good as mortals.

Wu Yi watched it for a long time, and firmly remembered this picture in his mind, if he fell into the hands of others, he would end up so miserably, or even life was worse than death! This is the cruel world of cultivation!

In a sense, mastering the blood and consciousness is tantamount to forming a mortal enmity with the controlled.

Wu Yi is not a person who is easy to kill, he can't do it decisively, he can't do it by cutting grass and eradicating the roots, and he can't do things that harm his family and implicate innocents.

Those who do evil will be rewarded, but they cannot be overdone. In the cultivation realm, the weak eat the strong, and it is inevitable to have grudges with others, but because of personal vendettas, killing a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, but seeking to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, is not the way of benevolence and righteousness. If so, what is the essential difference between him and the cruel and murderous monks whom he despises?

Whether it is benevolence and righteousness, or the kindness of a woman, without this benevolence, blindly killing decisively, he is worried that he will lose his true self, exiled in this distant time and space, unable to extricate himself, and will never find his way home.

The night breeze was cool, the air was fresh, and Wu Yi stood for a long time, until most of his physical injuries had recovered, but the torture of his heart strengthened his faith and stabilized his Dao heart.

Don't forget the original intention, you have to always.

My dear relatives, one day we will be together!

After thinking through it, the mood is extremely comfortable, and I can't wait to look up to the sky and howl, no wonder they all say that cultivating the truth is cultivating the mind, and the growth of spiritual cultivation must be matched with the maturity of the state of mind.

Coupled with the incomparably abundant spiritual power of the double pebble Jindan, Wu Yi was inaccessible everywhere in his body, examined his divine sense, increased slightly, and reached the appearance of the realm of the third layer of divine consciousness of the condensate, the body was damaged and reorganized, faintly revealing the treasure light, and the strength seemed to catch up with the low-level magic weapon, and it was estimated that it reached 1600 spirit shields, which increased tenfold, from being difficult to hurt by ordinary soldiers, and becoming a magic weapon difficult to hurt!

Especially the spiritual power, two golden pills have grown strangely at the bottom of the divine consciousness bridge, which are not in the realm of golden pills but have golden pill spiritual power!

With a flash of inspiration, he thought of the mystical realm where his divine consciousness resonated with the spirit of plants and trees just now, and the next moment, his body had already merged into another towering tree hundreds of meters away, hoping to return to the mystical divine consciousness sharing again.

However, he could no longer enter that magical realm, and it was difficult to feel the rhythm of the spirit of the grass and trees.

The chirping of summer insects, the chirping of night owls, the fields of midsummer are full of vitality, just like every summer night that Wu Yi is familiar with, it seems that the mutation just now is just a dream!

After waking up from the dream, Wu Yi wanted to cry without tears and found that the more than 1,000 spirit stones left in the storage bag had become his best snacks, and they had become penniless poor bastards!

Fortunately, most of the materials piled up in the storage bag are still there, and through the distant space of the storage bag, they can't absorb the spiritual energy in the spiritual materials! Wu Yi rushed to Huoyan Peak in despair, now it's okay, the registration fee is gone, can it be that he opens his mouth to ask Guangcheng Zhenren? That would be too embarrassing.

When he returned to Huoyan Peak, he was bumping into Mo Lei, who had just been released from the Discipline Hall, he hadn't seen him for three or four days, the sturdy young man looked haggard, obviously worried about the safety of the clansmen, and he was very worried when he saw Wu Yi covered in tatters and bloodstains.

Wu Yi skipped the details and only said that it was due to cultivation.

Wu Yi quipped, "With a scumbag on his face, is this going to fight a bachelor for a lifetime?" Turning his fingers into a knife, his spiritual power swirled, and in the blink of an eye, his full face was slashed, revealing Qing Bangbang's well-defined face, "Okay, now the handsome guy is back." Wu Yi looked at Mo Lei with satisfaction.

After Mo Lei went back, he registered the information of each monk of the Mo family one by one, and the mountains of low-level materials in the storage bag were all prepared for the Mo family to refine the elixir magic weapon, and it would be more efficient to prescribe the right medicine.

In Wu Yi's cave in the servant area, he slept until he woke up naturally, and the two suns of the five stars penetrated through the window lattices on the east and west sides respectively, casting two shadows on the furnishings in the cave, and among the bright pillars of light that came down through the window, the lively spiritual power molecules flew and scattered, reflecting a blurry aura that only Wu Yi could see, and he stared blankly at the smooth stone top of the cave, at a loss.