On both sides of the Nanzhou Ancient Road, the grass is green, the green mountains and green waters stretch in the distance, and Ye Chen walks on it, heading towards the Black Wood Mountain where monsters appear.

In fact, he knew that the monster was not a monster, because she had already opened her spiritual wisdom and cultivated into a yin god, except for the difference in body from humans, the others were exactly the same as humans, and she was the granddaughter of King Jinzhu, one of the eight great demon immortals.

King Jinzhu, one of the Eight Great Demon Immortals, is the national teacher of the Rouran Kingdom outside the Great Qian Empire.

When the Great Qian Empire collapsed the Great Zen Temple, the holy land of martial arts, many countries took advantage of the fire to loot, and many martial arts classics, Buddhist scriptures, divine soul Taoism, various resources, and even the bones and relics in the tomb were robbed with the destruction of the Great Zen Temple, and the Rouran Kingdom was one of them.

Among them, there is a book of double cultivation of law and martial arts that fell into the hands of the King of Jinzhu, called Dawei Tianlong! Martial arts and divine souls can be cultivated, only under the three classics of the Great Zen Temple, such as the past, the present and the future.

Coincidentally, the granddaughter of this Golden Bead Dharma King knew about this supernatural cultivation method.

Although the purpose of Ye Chen's trip was to go to the barren land to find the Qiankun cloth bag, but passing by here, if he could see the mighty Tianlong at a glance, it would also be a great opportunity.

But he didn't find the location of the big golden spider, but he knew that the big golden spider would definitely come out.

In a short time, the sky gradually darkened, the moonlight spread over the earth, and the light of the stars shimmered brightly, adding a little color to the dark night sky.

Because of the news of the appearance of monsters, there is no inn within a few hundred miles, so there is no one on the ancient road except for Ye Chen, and only the grass is swaying in the wind in the dark night.

In the distance, stretching over the Black Wood Mountain, there are many black shadows on the top of the mountains, like huge devils, crowded together with their teeth and claws, making people feel chills in their hearts. The mountain wind whistled in the distance, and it seemed to be a devil's sharp whistling.

Ye Chen didn't care, he found a place, sat on the ground, and with a movement of his heart, he slightly revealed a trace of his pure yang qi and blood that belonged to human immortals.

The realm of human immortals, the breath and spirit are absolutely introverted, you can do it without leakage, the body and soul are one, and the surrounding scenery and natural context are in harmony, you can't find it when you stand in front of you, and you can't find it if you stand in front of you, and you can't find it with a low-level thunder tribulation master.

Many thunder tribulation masters meet human immortals, and it's good to find out, if they can't find it, they are close to the martial arts powerhouse, and it is an instant lore.

Standing in front of you, you can't feel it, you can't find it, this is the horror of human immortals.

Swish!

Suddenly, Ye Chen's soul went out of his body, bringing a gust of yin wind, if someone was here, it was enough to make his back cold.

Ye Chen began to run the past Mida Sutra with the method of the appearance of the divine soul, tasting the true meaning of the past, cultivating his own divine soul, and the deity was always the center, like the heavens and the Tao, suppressing the visualization of the world.

Not long after, in Ye Chen's imaginary world, there was a Yaksha King holding a huge steel fork, with a green face and fangs, three feet tall, full of red hair, holding a pitch-black sharp steel fork, his hands and feet were all scales, and he was so terrifying that people were afraid of the trolls.

As soon as this Yaksha King appeared, he immediately killed Ye Chen, raised the steel fork, and forked down.

At this time, Ye Chen's mind moved, and the Buddha of the past in the extreme west appeared, becoming one with himself, and the golden light was shining, and the troll suddenly flinched and did not dare to move forward.

This is a means of the past mida sutra thoughts, and it is also a phenomenon of concentration, and it is also a demon in the human heart, and it is composed of distracting thoughts other than the true self of the person.

The demons in their hearts are powerful and terrifying, subduing their hearts and protecting the Dharma.

The higher a person's cultivation, the higher the demons he faces.

If the true self overcomes the demons of the heart, then the demons of the mind can be subdued and used as a protector of the Dharma. If the demon wins the true self, then he will become the demon of the heart, and the true self will no longer be.

To put it simply, it is to fight with oneself, just like a person who faces temptation and knows that it is wrong to do it, this is the defeat of the demon over the self.

People with this kind of mind will die on the first day of cultivation.

Therefore, in many cases, whether the Tao is one foot high or the magic is one foot high, it is between people's thoughts.

Now, Ye Chen has subdued this Yaksha King, and in the future, he can use him to kill the enemy.

But for Ye Chen, a Yaksha King can't bring him much pressure and help.

As soon as his mind moved, Ye Chen seemed to have fallen into the Shura Hell, and there seemed to be all kinds of terrible cries in his ears, surrounded by endlessly.

He didn't pay attention to it, the past Buddha in front of him flashed with golden light, and where the light shone, all kinds of terrible screams were immediately cut off, leaving only a bloody Shura King and Yaksha King standing on both sides of the Buddha, obedient and obedient.

Suddenly, the scene changed, he seemed to fall into the gentle countryside, surrounded by beautiful women like clouds, the beauty loomed, lingering and gentle, singing and dancing.

Ye Chen didn't pay attention to it, the golden light was emitted, and in the end, only a young woman was left sitting beside him, extremely pious, ready to listen to his orders to tempt the man, so that he would die unconsciously in the gentle township.

Suddenly, the scene changed again, fighting on all sides, a sea of corpses and blood, and being in the midst of the battlefield swords and guns.

Ye Chen still ignored it and continued as usual. In the end, a general appeared in front of him, and he also became a Dharma protector, ready to go to battle for him.

Swish!

Ye Chen's soul returned to its place, and he visualized that the world was separated from the Buddha of the past, and all kinds of demonic illusions such as the Yaksha King dissipated, and the deity sat in the center, as if it were not moving, and the Buddha was still guarding the extreme west in the past.

Everything was as calm as before, but Ye Chen could clearly feel that his spirit was a little tired, as long as he slept for a while, then his divine soul power could increase greatly.

Although, the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth lowered heavy shackles, and the power of his divine soul was inherently locked, but when he broke the shackles, he could cultivate.

Now, although Ye Chen did not have the ability to completely break the shackles of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, this did not affect his Divine Soul cultivation.

Ordinary people can turn their divine soul from weak to strong, and he can naturally do it too, as long as he continues to cultivate, the power of his divine soul can grow, and to a certain extent, he can further break the shackles of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

At that time, a steady stream of divine soul power was released, which would make him advance rapidly.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Ye Chen opened his eyes, because he heard a terrible strange cry from the mountains and forests in the distance.

After a few breaths, the cry grew closer, the first was miles away, and the second was close to the road.

After three or four sounds, the woods next to the road made a tumultuous noise, as if there were countless wild boars on a rampage.

Such a movement was enough for an ordinary martial arts master to stand up and his back to chill.

"Huh"

Another terrible cry echoed in Ye Chen's ears. At the same time, in the woods, a golden shadow suddenly popped out.

The golden shadow flickered and popped.

Suddenly, a cloud of white gas rushed into the air, suddenly dispersed, and turned into countless silk threads intertwined into a large net, covering Ye Chen.