"That righteous person, can you increase your cultivation time? two hours a day, how can it be enough?" Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"How much does it cost to cultivate divine skills? Ordinary people, sitting on the ground to practice, a quarter of an hour will be dizzy, and then a moment of soreness in the limbs, three moments of time has been two eyes black, an hour later, only afraid that they will fall to the ground, only the will is tenacious, can become a great instrument, in order to overcome all kinds of physical and mental suffering, adhere to the practice, and once the practice of the exercise has become a habit, it is difficult to change, because the vitality in the body has been in accordance with the fixed line of operation, junior brother, you are a person with outstanding talent, and there is a demon king in the body to guard, just afraid of doing the exercises, just like me or the benefactor of worship, completely forgetful of self, forget to sleep and eat, even the years and seasons are not known, trance A few years have passed, and the natural skills have been completed, and the world has been seenBut you don't know that a miracle skill, ordinary mediocre people need to cultivate a jiazi in order to barely find a little way, what about you? The three secret texts of the Demon Pavilion under his hand, not only the great success, comprehend the mystery of the decisive battle, and even improve it, this talent is not envied by others, but you take it for granted, then your own standards are compared to others, naturally think that everyone is the same as you, you must know that everything in the world is difficult, and the practice is particularly difficult, two hours a day, it is already the limit of most people in this fashion, among all beings, there is great perseverance, great perseverance, there are always very few. ”

"There were immortals in ancient times, preaching on the top of the mountains, there are 100 people who hear the Tao, 10 people who understand the Tao, and the one who does the Tao, everyone understands "Qingfeng Decision", and even I understand it, but there are very few people who can really persevere, what does Senior Brother mean?" "The world's divine skills are so difficult to learn, why doesn't anyone make him easier?" This question was no longer as natural as asking Zhang Mengmeng why he didn't improve the "Remnant Soul Sutra". He himself had improved his divine skills, and he was even improving the Demon Sect Divine Skills of the Demon Wing Pavilion last month, but he couldn't simplify them anyway. When he eliminated the "Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa", it was enough to more than double the complexity of this set of magic skills, if it weren't for the fact that the ghost Li Ming was also a scholar, I was afraid that he wouldn't be able to understand it, not to mention letting the ghost Li Ming regularly run to Chongwang's mansion to teach the three little girls, I was afraid that in the future, one old and three young people might not be able to perform what story to perform, he improved "Soul Killing", "Condensing Soul" and "Five Thunder Righteous Law", "Xuanluo Palm" and "Bright Prism Finger" from the stone tablet in the mountains And so on, that is really the shell of the divine skill, the core of the spell, just a step to guide the vitality into the body and store it, is the combination of magic rituals and meditation, it is simply a complex thing that only a magician above the second level can do, and even when performing the gong and breathing, he has to be distracted to make all kinds of calculations, it is simply to use a living person as a robot, and it is really difficult for the people around him to understand and do a good job of this complex and condensed spell position. He improved his own divine skills, and the more he changed, the more complicated it became, not to mention others, it was ten thousand people, and a strong man like Master Xuanzhi did not dare to modify his divine skills, the only person in the world who dared to change his divine skills casually was the old river who once had the name of "verbally criticizing the world", when would he rest, but the problem is, he is the most powerful two-legged walking creature in the world, and other people are too far away from his realm, how can they be compared with him?

Yinchen himself still can't simplify the magic skills, he can only modify the more complicated it becomes, and he knows that there is no reason to force others. In fact, having obtained the primordial inheritance, he can somehow know the source of the world's divine skills, and it is definitely not a Susanukino prostitution, but I am afraid that it is also a mysterious existence of the primordial level or the second class. Human beings can develop new divine skills from divine skills, but that also requires the cultivation of the peak of the primordial infant, and the creation of divine skills is only afraid that it is definitely not within the ability of human beings.

"Amitabha Buddha, what the junior brother said, it is really a pearl of words! That's right, those who listen to Zen don't know how many, and there are thousands of people who claim to have enlightenment, and the real body of the Buddha has only been so many since ancient times. Zen sighed lightly, and finally concluded: "The Alaya consciousness in the heart of the junior brother of Yinchen has not only not been extinguished, but has become more pure and condensed, which is a good thing, for the junior brother himself, or for the common people in the world, it is a good thing, the poor monk naturally wants to tell the teacher, let him also put down the hanging heart." ”

The three of them laughed softly, and the atmosphere in the soundproof barrier became more relaxed and comfortable, and Silver Dust chatted with the two friends, completely unaware that the excess dark power in his body was by no means something that could be explained by ordinary reasons, and it was not even a hedge that could be explained clearly.

Yinchen never knew that hedging physique requires a light angel and a vampire to combine for rebellious love and give birth to a baby boy before he will appear in the world, his parents are both descendants of Huaxia, and it is impossible for him to have angel blood or blood blood in his body!

Is he really hedging physique?

Nobody knows.

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【Showa 8 June 20】

Time flashed to the middle of summer, it was the sun was scorching, when the summer dynasty was turbulent, after three days of shaky and a little boring, the silver dust that was swayed by the passenger ship staggered a little and jumped off the board, to the East China Sea Xuanluo Island, here is about a few dozen nautical miles from the land, it is very close, there are many small islands and reefs around the big Xuanluo Island exposed on the sea surface of the wind and waves, it has long been completely occupied by the colorful coral and green vegetation, between the branches, it is stuffed with the round nest of seabirds, and there are several newborn chicks from time to time The plush heads of the newborn chicks come out from time to time, and the air is full of the soft chirping sound of the little seabirds。

The island where Silver Dust landed is still full of vegetation, except for a small pier and a narrow dirt road, it is full of green and even a little mighty. The small wharf and the dirt road were built by the monks of Hanshan Temple, and there was no copper plate for the people of the world, which was a thorough righteous act, and it was this kind of righteous act that made the people of the world admire Hanshan Temple, so that they continued to burn incense for thousands of years. Yinchen and his party came down, and after that, he said goodbye to Chan, although he now brought a team of forbidden troops, but he acted as a disciple of the Golden Sword Sect, he and Bai Ji were here, waiting for Wan Jianxin or the true king Zhao Guangyi.

Although everyone in the secret realm is in a state of zero-sum game, there are always some people who can really put their own selfish interests aside and devote themselves to the great cause of righteousness, holding each other together, uniting, sharing interests equally, and resisting the underworld, these people, including the Golden Sword Gate, the Iron Sword Gate, and the True King's Mansion that secretly cooperates, and may even include the Hanshan Temple as the home field.

At this time, the mountain protection array on the island has been smashed by the head of Hanshan Temple with a high-grade holy weapon, and there is no decent danger at all, so Kuzen took Xuanzhi back to the mountain gate of Hanshan Temple to prepare for the Dharma Day activities in the ninth Double Ninth Festival in September。 Hanshan Temple is such a big battle in the secret realm, so that the righteous and demonic paths who come and go are all bowed to their ears, and they dare not provoke any incidents, and they don't even dare to have a fight between the two realms. The people of the righteous path are looking at the fairness and prestige of the Hanshan Temple, and feel that it will hurt the face of the monks by doing it on the "first plate of the Hanshan Temple", while the people of the demon path are worried that once they conflict with the righteous path, if the two sides fight to make up for the rest, it is inevitable that the people of the Hanshan Temple will intervene, and at that time, the demons will have no ability to run away.

This kind of peace and quiet was reflected on the dock, and together with the passenger ship that went to sea with Yinchen, there were several awning boats with small green flags painted on them, and many men and women with gloomy faces and dark green capes and robes with green pointed hats and dark green capes came down from above, their eyes were sharp and cold, and when they swept over Yinchen's side, even people with such a big nerve as Prison frowned slightly.

"Do you even dare to try your luck if you don't have a cultivator?"

"Silence! This time we are also here to try our luck, don't laugh at others! Our Cave Snake Gang, although it has developed well in the past few years, it is just a medium-sized gate valve that relies on the protection of the Demon Wei Pavilion, in the realm of Hanshan Temple, it is still necessary to be low-key and low-key!" Another voice came from among the group of people, Yinchen heard it clearly, it was Zhan Guang's voice, his secret realm career five years ago was the most memorable time for him now, and the voices and smiles of everyone he had seen there had never been blurred or forgotten.

Although Zhan Guang said that he wanted to keep a low profile, the arrogance in his tone of Lao Tzu's first place in the Eight Desolations and Six Fields in the sky and on the ground could be heard clearly by anyone. The male and female monks of the so-called Cave Snake Gang who came with him all snickered in a low voice, their laughter was treacherous and cold, and several other loose cultivators who came from the same boat with Yinchen, together with the team of guards brought by Yinchen, couldn't help but feel their scalps tingle, and even their bodies trembled slightly.

None of these people are below the realm of transforming qi, which seems to be a powerful force that cannot be provoked compared to the standard of entering the body as a master in the world.

"Ignore them, it's just a bunch of demons. Prison Worship lowered his voice and said to Silver Dust, the Qi Transformation Realm seems to be terrifying, but if you really want to use the Heavenly Rules to duel one-on-one, I am afraid that only one of these people can compare with Prison Worship, and the others are all things that can be done by staggering and breaking the defense.

"It's not an evil spirit, it's just a group of middle and second diseases. Yinchen's voice was not polite at all: "I really don't know what kind of guys who cry when they see the puppet sect and call their mother, what kind of arrogance do they have in front of the master." After Yinchen finished speaking, he pulled up the prison and left, his voice was not lowered at all, but he was afraid that the people on the dock would hear it.

"Boy, don't enter the secret realm if you have the ability! If you fall into the hands of your grandfather, you will know that there are rules on this Jianghu Road that require careful words and deeds!" There was a yin and yang strange voice behind him, not Zhan Guang's voice, it seemed to be his doorman? Yinchen didn't have the heart to tell the difference, he didn't even have the mood to know whether the owner of that voice was a man or a woman.

"I remember your words, we'll see you in the secret realm!" Yinchen replied to him in a loud voice, and walked slowly along the dirt road, and those people from the so-called Cave Snake Gang did not catch up and did not relent.

Liang Zi is knotted, but neither Yinchen nor Prison worship is taken to heart, in the secret realm, all conventional or slightly unconventional means of messaging are prohibited, whether it is an individual or a sect, after entering it, it is a dark forest, everything needs to be groped and killed alone, sectarian hatred, good and evil festivals, these must be settled in the secret realm sooner or later, solved in the secret realm, and now make a feud with the devil, but just a few days earlier.

They had walked about a mile along the dusty improvised road, and they saw a sudden opening and majestic majesty. It was a square with a side length of about four or five miles, and although it was not worth mentioning compared to the entire Xuanluo Island, compared to the people standing in the square, it seemed quite wide and even empty. At that time, there were many tents set up on the square, some were simple and elegant, and some were dark and luxurious, with clear boundaries on the left and right, silently confronting, around the elegant and simple tents on the left, most of them were very clean, except for a few spiritual weapons and swords that were inserted on the ground as a protective array, it was difficult to see a trace of messy and dirty, and the luxury tent on the right was much more ugly, broken wine jars, broken bowls, rotten wooden barrels, broken clothes that somehow became bloodstained, and even a few bodies of maids who played with the rest of the body, all exposed to the air, arrogant and eye-catching, strangely, where there was not the slightest mosquito circling, the stench was unbearable, only a stream of cold and evil blood light had already swirled around each tent. Yinchen glanced at it, and he roughly understood the ownership of these tents, which were nothing more than the Demon Wei Pavilion, the Poison Dragon Sect, the Blood Demon Gate, Zhenghuanggang, the Demon Palace, and some newly formed demon Dao forces mixed in, most of them were the kind of "Wild Demon Dao" that couldn't survive for a moment without killing people and bloodletting Behind these tents, there are more taller and more gorgeous tents, where the tents are now so beautiful, from time to time a few servants like uncultivated soft feet are set aside from the inside, to arrange some things for the master's house, and around the tents, all the guards in the shape of killing Matt raised their eyebrows, and fiercely isolated these gorgeous black tents from the dark red, dark blue, dark purple, and dark green tents of the demons, as if to show that they were not demons. The surroundings of these tents were also clean, but the small pieces such as broken porcelain and rags, as well as the marks of brooms slicing across the ground, were still obvious, and it was clear that there were people cleaning them from time to time, reflecting a kind of artificial cleanliness, and in fact the leftover wine jars and the women who played with them were still outside, just like the demons, and then they were cleaned by the servants who were quick to go.