A year later.

Pure heart and reason, conquer the heavens, and build one's own body, only then can you be a monk.

Practicing Qi, Building the Foundation, Jindan, Yuanying, Transforming Gods, Anti-Void, Thunder Tribulation, Mahayana, and above that, there are ethereal immortals.

Immortal?

It is said that it exists, but it has never appeared in front of the world.

Like the god of faith, it is said that there is nothing, but in all the collections, it is clearly recorded that the day rises and shatters the void.

Let's not talk about these illusory things for now.

The Holy Xia Continent, as an ordinary monk world, the god cultivator who carries the aura of heaven and earth in the eyes of the world is the extreme realm, and the anti-void, thunder tribulation, and Mahayana behind it only exist in the classics, and those who have really been promoted to such a realm, at least in the eyes of the world, have never appeared.

It is precisely because of this that in the eyes of everyone in the Ordinary Holy Xia Continent, Yuanying Monk is the top person, surpassing the land immortal who has returned to the true martial arts!

Now.

In the ice coffin cave, under the hat, Wan Yingmu's body has entered an empty state.

Yuanying Monk, the biggest difference is that the golden pill in the body is transformed into a baby, and the soul is shaped.

What a monk pays attention to is the state of mind, that is, the perception of the soul, so he needs to constantly understand his state of mind, and if he reaches the state of mind, all cultivation will come naturally, and once he attains the Tao, it is not wishful thinking.

And if the state of mind has not yet arrived, it is also the way of cultivation in the eyes of the world.

Going one step further, as if squeezing toothpaste, he continued to improve himself little by little, refining his body to the extreme realm, and forcibly elevating his soul, but the cultivation method that advanced compared to his state of mind was even more difficult.

At the dantian in Wan Yingmu's body, there is a small black yuan baby with a height of one inch, which looks very similar to Wan Yingmu, holding a mini black sword like an embroidery needle, doing the basic movements of martial arts swordsmanship over and over again, understanding the mystery of it, and appreciating the mystery of sword cultivation.

Although it is only the early stage of the Yuan Infant, as a sword cultivator with superior combat power to break through ten thousand laws, Wan Yingmu is indeed extraordinary in combat.

It can also be regarded as a rare genius in the Holy Summer Continent.

In the land of Tiannan, where the aura was originally thin, he could achieve transcendent achievements, and his martial arts attainments were naturally superior to those of other martial arts places.

This is not difficult to explain, Wan Yingmu used the sword cultivation method of combining human and sword, and after opening the evil energy seal, he killed the Meishesha Demon General who completely suppressed him with attributes.

Simple and mellow, no distractions.

Black Yuanying, after practicing one person and one sword for a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and opened his mouth, this already miniature bladeless heavy sword turned into a little starlight and was swallowed by Wan Yingmu Yuanying.

Everything Wan Yingmu did was just to become stronger and resurrect his junior sister.

In the process of cultivation, the state of mind is far more important than the talent, and such a simple state of mind naturally allows Wan Yingmu's cultivation to continue to improve.

A moment later.

Wan Yingmu opened his right eye.

After looking around the cave, the tall body of the withered old man stood up from the ground silently.

"The progress of his own realm, in the eyes of Tiannan Wulin, can almost be described as a myth, but if you want to improve from the early stage of the Yuan Infant to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant realm, I am afraid it will take at least a few decades. ”

After muttering to himself, Wan Yingmu silently looked at the woman in the ice coffin.

"The Yuanying realm is so difficult, and the later transformation period, needless to say, no wonder those Great Xia monks, when they reach the transformation stage, they seem to have reached the extreme realm. ”

If you want to hurry, you can't reach it, Wan Yingmu clearly knows this, and he didn't get anxious about anything, just moved forward steadily step by step.

Otherwise, it is a sign of demons in the heart, trying to get something for nothing.

However, in addition to such a step-by-step cultivation, Wan Yingmu also has three cultivation methods.

The most inferior way of cultivation is to use one's own devil identity to plunder the soul and forcibly ascend.

The medium cultivation method is the power of evil energy, seizing vitality and blessing one's body.

But in the eyes of the people at the main gate, this way is against the harmony of heaven and nature, it is really inappropriate, the lower realm can indeed achieve a quick effect, but when it reaches the higher realm, it will become a huge constraint, a vast shackle.

The highest way to cultivate is to be able to penetrate oneself.

This is also the origin of the entry of advanced monks, and the reason why the disciples of the main sect are discussing swords.

The comprehension of the soul state of mind and the collision of sword intent can be promoted on the basis of boring cultivation.

It is often said that listening to your words is better than reading a book for ten years.

Or an epiphany, better than a hundred years of penance.

All of this is the realization of the soul, which does exist, and it is not a lie.

"I don't know when the bewitching devil will summon him. ”

Muttering.

At this moment, Wan Yingmu seemed to be aware, and his right eye under the hat looked at the entrance of the cave, and a devil with black smoke slowly walked in from the cave door.

Quietly, Wan Yingmu put the ice coffin into the Qiankun bag.

Tick, tick, tick, tick......

The sound of flowing water is constant, and the dark river flows.

The black shadow was only about Mi Xu, dressed in a tattered animal skin coat, with a vigorous posture and slightly emaciated, holding a huge pipe, the smoke pot was half the size of its head, and the smoke rings that came out were actually in the shape of a skull.

The devil's small eyes looked at the mysterious devil in the hat robe.

"It's you, who killed Mei Shesha and killed my bloodline?"

The voice was ethereal, and the devil did not open his mouth, but was speaking in ventriloquism, standing calmly, with a thin sword behind him.

Wan Yingmu said calmly: "I killed you, are you here to take revenge?"

As he spoke, the bladeless heavy sword circled around his body at high speed, and then plunged into the ground with a "bang", landing right under his right hand.

"My name is Lynx, I used to be the owner of this cave, and then after this place was snatched away by Mei Shesha, my bloodline became her servant, so I practiced day and night, in order to regain everything that should have belonged to me!

Taking a deep breath of the smoke pot, a series of skull smoke rings erupted from both nostrils, squinting with a look of desperate resentment.

"Today, only one of the two of us can live, since you can kill Mei Shesha, use you to test my efforts. ”

Shout.

The dark shadow flickered and passed.

Wan Yingmu's reaction was not unpleasant, and he swung out a sword, swallowing mountains and rivers in anger.

But after seeing this flexible little dot tossing in the air for a few consecutive laps, he measured Wan Yingmu's sword qi with a blow, stepped on the tip of Wan Yingmu's bladeless heavy sword, and a pair of short and thin calves stepped on it again and again, like a dragonfly, holding a thin sword, and stabbed at Wan Yingmu.

Kindness?

This kind of kendo is a type that Wan Yingmu has never been exposed to.

After a moment of stunnedness, Wan Yingmu's right-handed bladeless heavy sword rotated with his arm, and with a "buzz" sound, it spun.

At the same time, Wan Yingmu's free left index finger gathered an astonishing true qi, pointed forward, and with a "boom", a sword shadow swept out.

This nimble little black shadow stepping on Wan Yingmu's bladeless heavy sword, first dealt with the sudden change under his feet, and then the thrust of the thin sword in his hand, after being offset by Wan Yingmu's sword shadow, a hovering force in the air was unloaded, but when he saw Wan Yingmu open his mouth, it was actually another sword shadow, which was extremely fast.

"Roar!"

The skull smoke rings of the lynx suddenly gathered in front of him, neutralizing Wan Yingmu's successive attacks.

Rumble......

This is not over, Wan Yingmu held the bladeless heavy sword and attacked closely, a giant sword imprint of more than five meters was clearly spread on the stone floor, and in the afterimage, although the lynx avoided Wan Yingmu's stormy attack, he was still injured by the sword qi, and stood firmly dozens of meters away again, under the scale armor of the animal skin, a drop of blood stains gathered, and slowly flowed.

It's not Wan Yingmu's opponent at all.

"Woo......"

He couldn't help but let out a mournful cry in his mouth, and the lynx "coughed" twice, slightly unstable.

"It is worthy of defeating the devil of Mei Shesha, with the same high-level demon strength, you have reached such a level! You came from outside the territory, is this the swordsmanship of your world?"

A short encounter, the winner is the winner.

The lynx was unsteady on his feet, already knowing his final result, maintaining his last dignity and looking at Wan Yingmu.

It seemed to see a natural giant, and the looming sword qi was ready to be released in its body at any time, but it did not neglect it at all because of its own strength, and regarded every battle as a battle of life and death, and went all out.

Wan Yingmu knew the other party's state and walked step by step.

Under the hat, he said calmly: "Your swordsmanship is also very peculiar, so I can also comprehend it." ”

Wan Yingmu's words are true.

Although this short competition only lasted for a moment, the significance to Wan Yingmu was no less than this year's cultivation and understanding.

However, despite this, when Wan Yingmu approached Li Lynx a few meters away, an afterimage still disappeared.

The next moment.

The thin body of the lynx snorted, the pipe flew out, and the body "bang" was swept on the stone wall by the bladeless heavy sword, blood stains splashed, the body was shattered, and the soul floated out.

Quietly swallowed the soul of the lynx.

"In the devil's world, there are so many magic sword masters, I don't know how many there are, and this kind of life-and-death competition sword comprehension seems to be more able to make people realize the true essence of it than the sword debate between the disciples of the main gate. In retrospect, the two fastest times I made my progress were the continuous extermination of the Demon Gate in the Heavenly Walking Dao, and the leapfrog experience of returning to the true realm after the battle of the trolls. ”

Muttering to himself, Wan Yingmu glanced at the Demon Cave Mansion, where he had been staying for more than a year, and then walked out of the cave without looking back.

There is no nostalgia, everything here is just a scenery for yourself.