Wilderness and city, barbarism and civilization, two completely different worlds, and even in the realm of too illusory, there is a foolish argument: the moon in the city is also brighter than in the wilderness. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Brighter? Shi Qingyu couldn't imagine that there was a brighter moon than this, the moonlight was thick and almost blazing, as a demon clan, he could feel the moonlight essence that was as thick as water, but after his cultivation was sealed, it was difficult to absorb and cultivate.

After thinking about it, he took out the newly purchased palm treasure and sent a message to Ling Qianqiu, "Are you going to go to Shennong's tomb?" ”

"Brother Shi, isn't he tempted by the high amount of spirit stones?" It was already late, but Ling Dashao's side was still full of energy, and the monks in the Qi refining period could not sleep for a few days, recovering their strength only through meditation.

"I can tell you, this spirit stone is not easy to earn, my father has already given me a grounding order, it's better to go out less these days, everything is not appropriate! Eh, wait, I found an interesting incident, I'll record it......" Then there was a rush of scurrying.

Speechless for a while, Shi Qingyu was almost certain that most of this guy was looking through the information of the ancient anecdotes he had found, this tireless spirit was used in cultivation, and with his talent, he had already built a foundation.

"Okay......" After a while, Ling Da Shao replied with satisfaction, and then said mysteriously: "Actually, I also divined a hexagram ......."

"Probably nothing has been figured out."

"Don't get complacent, even if you're right!" Ling Dashao was a little angry and defended: "I didn't calculate the exact hexagram, that's because I was just about to start the hexagram, and all my yarrow was broken, and I repeated it three times!" ”

Shi Qingyu frowned, silently half-paid, "Tell me about the detailed process......

"Eh......" didn't expect Shi Qingyu to be interested in this, he recalled the scene at that time, "That day, as soon as the news of Shennong's tomb came out, my father sternly warned me not to make trouble these days. I wondered, after learning the art of divination for so long, I was idle, even if I counted the events that were going to happen—"

"And then as soon as I had this thought, I came across the yarrow, and the yarrow broke, and after three times, I gave up...... How? Tell me what you have to say about this......"

"Say what?" Shi Qingyu rolled his eyes, "This shows that your skills are not perfect, and you are embarrassed!" ”

"I'm wondering if there will be secrets hidden in this Shennong Tomb, after all, there are many secrets of this ancient tomb in the primeval years......"

Before Shi Qingyu's words were finished, Ling Dashao let out a wail, "I really want to go, just thinking about it, the secrets in this mausoleum are exciting and crazy......

The resentment in this wailing can be felt clearly even if you haven't met.

"Let's be honest and go through your information, this kind of difficult assignment is not for you." After speaking, without waiting for a response, Shi Qingyu ended the conversation.

After the teasing was finished, Ling Dashao restrained his joking face, and the matter was more serious than he imagined. If Ling Da Shao's divination level is okay, and the three hexagrams are unfavorable, it is enough to show that the heavens are unpredictable, or that someone is using means to interfere with all this...... The water is very deep...... At least those who have this kind of means, at least they are the likes of land immortals above the Yuan Infant.

Besides, Ling Sanye was not a simple person, he was so resolute that he locked Ling Qianqiu at home, if he hadn't seen something, how could he have such a way of acting?

Now that the Nine Spikes Valley has appeared, there is a good chance that this Shennong tomb is true, which is also the reason why he is not ready to take Qing'er with him. A large tomb in ancient times, the degree of danger can be imagined.

With the follow-up tomb visit, the fact that "Shennong's tomb is real" will eventually be confirmed, and there will definitely be real power present at that time, and he will not have a chance to dye his hands in Jiusui Valley. So speculated, his opportunity is here, there is only once, and it is fleeting!

In an instant, countless thoughts passed through Shi Qingyu's heart, things were stripped layer by layer, and the stakes were laid out nakedly.

This thing has to be done, it has to be done as soon as possible, and it has to be done in the middle of the fire. Then the first thing to do is to improve your strength.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his mouth was like a black hole, he inhaled all the moonlight around him, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes were shining, as if the moonlight he had just inhaled had been moved to his eyes and then released.

It's been a long time since he used this ability, because every time he uses it, he has to consume too much energy, and now that the moonlight is just right, he can minimize his own loss, and he can't absorb Yuehua cultivation, but he can still do it just by absorbing it and using it immediately, but the conversion efficiency in the middle is extremely low.

The dense text that appeared in front of me was the idea of the Ming Wangguan that had not been in hand for a long time.

Buddhism's mental method pays attention to chance, and if you lack that little opportunity, it is likely that you will practice for a lifetime, and it will be difficult to step into the door. But who can dominate this fate?

Shi Qingyu hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, the ghost pupils worked, the pupils formed a black line, and the entire mental method had begun to be deconstructed in his divine consciousness.

Since time is pressing, there is no time to wait for opportunities, so we can only forcibly create opportunities. If there is a great Buddha who can watch from the sidelines, he will be stunned.

When there are eminent monks who practice the mind, they bathe and change their clothes, burn incense and meditate their minds, just for that opportunity; There are also wandering monks, who have gone through the red dust and laughed at the world, just for that opportunity; Ascetics, tirelessly, honing their bodies and minds, or for the sake of momentary chance...... Like Shi Qingyu, forcibly solving the mental method, this is like a robber, don't you ask if you want to be lucky?

Moreover, as time goes by, this mental method is disappearing little by little, which means that the deduction has been completed. At this time, Shi Qingyu's ghost pupil is like a scanner that restores the most basic mental method, and the brain is like a six-core processor, deducing the raw data to form a routine that is most suitable for his own cultivation......

Until the last word disappeared completely, Shi Qingyu's brows furrowed, and the entire sea of consciousness condensed into a rune. The tiredness in his eyes became more and more intense, and he decomposed and deduced at the same time, which was too serious for him. After all, he was now just a fourth-level Qi refining monk.

This rune is the essence of the whole Ming Wangguan thought?

Only then did I penetrate my divine sense, and I found that the scene changed, and Fu Culture made a picture?

No, it's a world, because his whole consciousness is in this picture. This picture is a world to him.

A simple world, a linden tree, a person.

People sit cross-legged under the trees, the world is empty, there is no wind, no birdsong, and you can't even feel the flow of time......