"There's not a word in this book, how can this be cultivated?!" ”

Wuhua saw Ao Bing holding the "Book of Ghost Valley Heaven" that was not soaked in water droplets, looked at the inside and was still empty, and whispered with a pout.

"Senior Sister Wuhua, do you remember that day in the Water Curtain Cave, Master said that he was guided in his dream because he slept with this book on his pillow?"

Nameless seemed to suddenly remember what Daoist Duomeng said to Daoist Duoyu in the Water Curtain Cave.

"Well... No flower remembers. ”

Wuhua rolled her eyes, thought about it, and nodded affirmatively.

"Yes, Brother Ao, although there is no word in this book, but I think there must be something different, Master said that this is an immortal book handed down from the Guigu faction, but unfortunately it is nameless and dull, and I don't understand the true meaning of it when I bring it with me every day."

Nameless felt pity and regret, and there was a deep sense of shame in his words.

"Hahaha nameless brother, don't be so arrogant, this path of cultivation is not something that anyone can walk on, you and Wuhua have already embarked on this path, as for what realm of cultivation and what kind of deeds you have done, it is not something that can be explained overnight in this Taoist view. In the past, when I heard my father tell the story of the world, my father said that human cultivation has stayed in one realm for even hundreds of years, and some people have finally been promoted after a hundred years, and their longevity has increased again with the improvement of the realm, and some people have never improved at all until they die. ”

Ao Bing saw that Nameless's mood seemed to be a little low, so he spoke.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable... Brother Ao, Nameless has never thought of giving up, this book seems to be wordless, but Nameless thinks there must be a way to practice, but Nameless has not found it for the time being..."

Nameless just felt a little frustrated with "The Book of Heaven in the Ghost Valley", but Nameless never felt discouraged in his heart.

Nameless has a stoic character since he was a child, and at the beginning, when the Daoist Master taught Nameless Immortal Formula, he took out a small amount of Yuan Stone in Nameless's hands, but Nameless couldn't do what the Daoist Master said about the Qi into the body, and after failing many times in a row, the Daoist Master Duomeng was a little gloomy because of the water-repellent beads in the Nameless body.

Nameless was a little annoyed, but he was still trying, and even at night, in the mountains with a cool breeze, Nameless sat alone in the room, still trying.

Nameless put down the Yuan Stone in his hand, the number of milky white stones in the mountains is getting smaller and smaller, seeing that Duomeng Dao Chang is very cherished appearance, he knows that this thing must not be a mortal thing, he continues to draw qi into the body but keeps failing, holding this thing to cultivate, it is also a bit of a waste, if you leave this thing to the master, you will continue, cultivate alone.

After a sleepless night, he finally got something, and Nameless was finally able to taste what it was like to induce qi into the body as he said more than a dream, and he could feel a never-before-seen air flow from the dantian, which continued to circulate until it flowed to every corner of the body, and when the air flow passed, he could feel a slight feeling of heat, but it was not as painful as being burned by the flames, but with a slight numbness in the body.

Nameless is quietly immersed in these feelings, as if everything in the world has disappeared in front of him at this moment, even the mountain and this room in which he is located are gone, and only he is left floating in the middle of the air.

When Nameless opened his eyes, the feeling of floating disappeared in an instant, and Nameless didn't know what was going on, whether he had been sitting in this room or was really floating in the air, Nameless only knew that he had finally done what Master expected.

"This book is not like an ordinary immortal formula, this prince has never heard such an immortal recipe in his father's mouth, there are no words in the book, and it needs to be constantly understood. Your human cultivation methods are complex and diverse, and it is reasonable to have such a wordless heavenly book. ”

Ao Bing picked up the "Book of Heaven in the Ghost Valley" in his hand again and looked at it, but still found nothing.

"Nameless Senior Brother, Uncle Duomeng said that he had something in his dream when he slept on his pillow, if you also sleep on your pillow, maybe something can appear in your dream..."

Wuhua saw that Ao Bing couldn't say that he was ugly about this book, so he gave Wuming an idea on the side.

"This..."

Nameless listened to Wuhua's words, and his tone was stunned.

"Then or, Senior Brother Nameless, you can borrow this book with Wuhua for a day, sleep on the pillow of Wuhua and see if you can dream about something..."

Seeing the hesitation on Nameless' face, as if he was reluctant to use this book as a pillow, Wuhua was a little eager to try, wanting to know what he would dream of.

"Maybe that elder is just talking, if there is such a good thing, it is just a pillow to sleep can be gained, if the prince sleeps with this book on his pillow for thousands of years, wouldn't he be able to continue to grow and cultivate while sleeping?"

Ao Bing saw that Wuhua was obsessed with sleeping with this book on his pillow, and he didn't feel a little funny, and at first he didn't believe it when he said that his master was guided by falling asleep on his pillow.

Cultivation is to walk with the heavens, and for those who are extremely close to you or who think about it every day, you will definitely have some understanding in the dark.

Everyone has their own way, the road is in the line, there is everyone's cause and effect in the road, including everyone's chances, but also contains everyone's dangers, and because of getting along day and night, the Tao of extremely close people will be entangled, you have me, I have you, but it is not the same.

In the past, when the immortals and demons came out in large numbers, there were practitioners who practiced the art of peeping at the sky, and could predict the future and look at the past, but the snooping was not without a price, some of the practitioners of the art of peeping at the sky died alone, some died at home, and some at the cost of longevity, constantly peeping at the sky is also constantly accelerating to approach death, from ancient times to the present, people who practice the art of peeping at the sky generally have not had any good results.

The art of peeping at the sky goes against the sky, and can change people's lives, but the practitioner can not see his future, he can only continue to see his past, the art of peeping at the sky is different from other immortal techniques, even if he is talented, he may not be able to practice successfully, and gradually there are fewer and fewer people who practice the art of peeping at the sky.