In winter, the trees have withered, and they have gathered their vitality, allowing the wanton cold wind to sweep through the body, and vaguely revealing a faint sense of vicissitudes.

The cold and white set off make the season look a little monotonous, and the cold snowflakes fall from the sky, decorating the huge mountains in silver.

On top of the endless peaks, a brown-black dragon coiled at the top, its fierce eyes scanning the white world, as if looking for prey.

The cold of winter did not imprison the huge dragon body through sleep, it seemed that only the vast sky was the real home of this dragon, and the narrowness of the "cave" was unacceptable.

The hunger in the belly had roared into a ferocious roar, one after another, and burst out in the dragon's roar that shook the sky, completely tearing apart the silence of winter.

Finding food is already extremely difficult in winter, but a young figure sitting cross-legged on the ground catches the attention of the black dragon.

The flesh and blood of the human monk had always been highly coveted by demon beasts, and strands of saliva sprouted from the bloody dragon's mouth and crept out from the corners of its mouth.

Devouring seemed to have completely covered the entire consciousness of the dragon at this moment, shaking the dragon's body, swimming away at great speed, and swept away in the direction of the young man, and a dangerous aura emerged.

"Beast, get out!" The approach of the crisis had already been noticed by the old man beside the young man, and he saw that he raised his head slightly, and when he held his breath and concentrated, a special aura rose to the sky.

The strong aura of slaughter is most perfectly displayed in these three words, and it seems that only a truly strong person can control the power that does not belong to him so casually.

At this point, Mu Hei gradually withdrew his gaze deep into the clouds, his eyes once again focused on Sun Wukong's body, and quietly felt the aura fluctuations in the other party's body.

And the thoughts of the shepherd, at this moment, followed the amplitude of the other party's aura and gradually drifted into the long river of memory, tracing the long past...

Cultivation is a boring thing, and there is no shortcut to follow, only by relying on the long-term precipitation of time can we create great miracles and achieve that eternal and unchanging myth.

How many strong cultivators have personally experienced the passage of time and witnessed the vicissitudes of life, and the ruthlessness of the years has been perfectly reflected in their bodies, making the monks numb.

The death of a loved one will no longer catalyze a tear in the corner of their eye, only the stars in the night sky can awaken the memories buried deep in their hearts, and these memories will eventually be associated with cultivation.

The shepherd is a person who has been devastated by cultivation, and his long life is not what he is seeking, as if he is a superfluous existence, and he has no meaning to this world at all, which is what he has realized for thousands of years.

"The years are ruthless, the cultivation is unintentional, there is no way in the world, it seems that only death is the real way to liberation, but I still have an unfinished mission, Mo, wait for me." The shepherd raised his head slightly, and his words were quite charming.

Gradually pulling the distant thoughts back to reality, Mu Hei could clearly feel at this time that the Tai Chi blood in Sun Wukong's body was flowing extremely fast in his bloodline with a rapid momentum.

After a long period of cultivation, Sun Wukong's bloodline toughness has been strengthened to the maximum, and no matter how fast the blood flows, it will never cause the slightest damage in the bloodline.

In order to achieve these goals, Sun Wukong can be said to have paid a great price, and it is essential to run around the mountains for a week with a heavy Hanhai dark gold hun on his back every day...

And the slightest cold qi that permeated his body was being poured into the huge Hanhai Dark Golden Gourd one after another, and he was allowed to unleash the essence of the sea to refine it.

"That's right, the infusion of heaven and earth aura has been extremely proficient without the slightest delay." With the sudden infusion of aura, in an instant, the light blue essence of the sea turned over the river and the sea in the gourd with a surging momentum.

In just a few moments, the pure aura of heaven and earth will sprout out from the pale blue water body, like mushrooms after a rain, but if you want to cut down these "spring bamboo shoots" smoothly, it will take a lot of effort.

After a long period of contact, Sun Wukong found that this essence of the sea is far from being as simple and likable as it seems on the surface, but in fact, there are many special features in its body.

The essence of the sea is like a naughty child, when you have candy in your hand, it will pout and laugh at you, but if you are empty-handed, it will ignore you.

And this so-called sugar is the "divine thought" that Sun Wukong regularly pours into it, and the divine thought is a wonderful product naturally derived from the monk's cultivation, such as the sweat that appears on the surface of the body after strenuous exercise.

Divine thoughts do not have any auxiliary effect on the monks, but they are a good food for the essence of the sea, and only after pouring into the divine thoughts can they catalyze the essence of the sea and stimulate the strong power of refining and refining in their bodies.

In addition, the Divine Mind is also a necessary auxiliary thing when performing Li Yanluo, and only when the Divine Mind is sufficient can the essence of the sea be catalyzed into mist when the Hanhai Divine Technique is controlled, so that it will not disperse.

If the divine thought is thin, the light blue mist will suddenly disperse under the blowing of the wind, without any substantive effect, so the divine thought is not only an auxiliary, but also the core of Li Yanluo's existence.

With the gradual increase in physical strength and aura strength, the divine thought reserves in the monk's body will also be gradually expanded, which is why the heir of the priest will let Sun Wukong train his physical fitness hard.

His eyes opened slightly, Sun Wu evened out his breathing, and then several special words gushed out of his mouth, which was the starting text of the Hanhai Divine Formula: "A, Luo, Nai, and Xu." ”

The violent vibration inside the Hanhai Dark Golden Hurd was a deliberate response to the words in Sun Wukong's mouth, and then a fist-sized sea essence burst out from the gourd and was suspended in the void.

"Rainstorm Pear Blossom!" The aura in the White Blood Palace moved with his thoughts, and quickly condensed in Sun Wukong's palm, and then the cold meaning suddenly emerged, and was completely poured into the essence of the sea in front of him.

In an instant, the light blue water body was presented in the void in front of Sun Wukong in a foggy way, like a layer of light veil, swept by the breeze, although it was not dispersed, but it was already showing a tendency to scatter.

"The condensation needs to be blown away by the wind, and the light is not transparent, and your fog seems too thin to have any value." Mu Hei's comment completely shattered the little excitement in Sun Wukong's heart.

"After more than a month of cultivation, I finally condensed into the first Li Yanluo, I didn't expect it to be so unbearable in your mouth." The helpless expression on his cheeks seemed to be deliberately venting the ups and downs of Sun Wukong's heart.

"Flaws don't make perfect because of a few words from me, instead of pursuing verbal encouragement, it is better to practice diligently to make your results impeccable." What the shepherd said is reasonable, and Sun Wukong has nothing to refute.

"When your Li Yanluo reaches the required standard, I will take you to the Fallen Canyon, and then you can present the two sets of theology in the form of a body." At this point, his gaze gradually drifted to the distant sky.

Looking at the sun wheel hidden in the back of the clouds, a sentence full of old meaning suddenly appeared in the heart of the herd: "This body method has been silent with me for a hundred years, and it is time for the object to return to its original owner." ”

ps: During this time, the update stays up until midnight, let me rest for a few days, and after a while the update will return to normal.