On this day, everyone lay comfortably in a row and slept all night. In the early morning of the next day, Du Xiaoyue was taken out of the cave by Huzi early and taught her the most basic body skills, the two of them taught seriously and studied hard, but in fact, they all knew that Du Xiaoyue was seventeen or eighteen years old, even if he was a child and had excellent talent, he would have to practice for ten or eight years to reach a normal level, let alone reach the Longren realm.

The pain in his heart made Mu Ziyun unable to sleep peacefully, and then he also got up, walked out of the cave, and saw Huzi and Du Xiaoyue, without making a sound, quietly bypassed and climbed to the top of the mountain. In the case of not using the body method and not flying, Mu Ziyun easily climbed to the top in a short time, and the more he climbed back, the more relaxed his body became, and the pain of the heart would gradually decrease, when Mu Ziyun climbed to the head and saw the fairy lake, the pain in the heart dropped to a stable point, it will continue to ache faintly, but it will not make Mu Ziyun too uncomfortable, Mu Ziyun guessed that this should be the result of the water vapor in the fairy lake, because someone mentioned before that the magic membrane that covers them is taken from this fairy lake.

He was not in a hurry to probe the bottom of the Immortal Lake, Mu Ziyun sat cross-legged on the ground, took out the secret book given to him by the Fang family, turned the first page, there was nothing, the second page remained the same, until the fourth page, the calligraphy and painting came out, the painting was really simple, there were dozens of small circles in a circle, two of which were written "Shen Yuan" and "Demon Yuan", Mu Ziyun guessed that this was the cultivator's double pill - God and Demon Pill, in the impression of the conversation with the Fang family, Mu Ziyun remembered that Fang Qihe mentioned the words "inner hoop" and "Yuan Qiu", It seems that the Yuan Ball is part of the inner hoop, and this painting roughly conveys this meaning.

After turning another page, there was a question that made people choose: "Continuing the gods and demons or being reborn." Below, there is also a small text that explains: "The road of gods and demons is a thousand miles in a day, but it can reach the peak in a thousand days, and the road to rebirth is heavy and bumpy, and it cannot be created in ten thousand days, and one will ascend to the sky as an immortal." "It seems that Mu Ziyun is to choose, whether to continue to cultivate the God and Demon Pill, this kind of effect is obvious, and the final result is average, or the road that finally reaches a fabulous point year after year. Mu Ziyun didn't know why, turned back, and found that the papers behind him were all blank, only the last page read: "Begin with blood and end with qi." ”

"These stereotypical old stubborns" Mu Ziyun laughed angrily: "There is no sincerity at all, I think I am reluctant to give me serious cheats." ”

Of course they won't give it to him, no matter how great the kindness is, it is impossible for the Fang family to hand over what the ancestors left to them, even if they themselves can't understand it at all. "Oops..."Mu Ziyun raised his head and sighed, thought about it, couldn't help but turn the page forward, and found that the words in front of him actually moved, at the beginning the two circles of Shenyuan and Demon Yuan expanded rapidly, and the Demon Yuan was faster, but when it reached a large enough, it began to distort, and Shenyuan was very stable, and the changes in the two made the inner hoop ring that wrapped them outside gradually disappear, and squeezed other small circles, and finally only left two large circles representing the God and Demon Pill.

Next, the painting changed back to its original state, and the god and demon pill still began to swell, but after only swelling three or four times, the other small circles still expanded one after another, driving the outermost inner hoop circle to also expand, and finally the big circle still disappeared, but this time, it was because the area of the paper was not enough. The meaning is probably that the cultivation of the God and Demon Pill is just all the way to the end, but judging from the performance of the Demon Pill, it should be full of many possibilities, but the cultivation of the inner hoop is decent, it starts from breaking through the small yuan balls, and improves their realm level by level, and finally the inner hoop will reach a terrifying extreme realm.

Mu Ziyun only thought about it for a few breaths, and then immediately made a decision, he said to himself: "Master doesn't have that much time, don't choose the cultivation path of his Fang family, with fire and thunder, I don't need to follow the normal cultivation method at all, I just need a container for energy." After making a decision, he bit his finger and dripped a drop of blood on the word god and demon, and the blood disappeared in the blink of an eye, Mu Ziyun thought that the blood was not enough, and he wanted to squeeze out some more, but it had already begun to change, and the word disappeared immediately, and then there was another word "god", the paper automatically turned up, and stopped at a blank page behind, and an inkstone appeared on it, but the painting was extremely exquisite, as if it was really an inkstone placed on it, and the ink in it was still faintly shaking, Mu Ziyun raised his hand, Subconsciously nodded over. When I raised my hand again, my fingers were covered with ink.

"Huh?" Mu Ziyun sniffed his fingers with interest, but the inkstone painted on the paper suddenly fell out and buckled on the ground, Mu Ziyun's body suddenly became weightless, and sank downward, but only sank a few feet, and then stopped, Mu Ziyun found himself entering a world of illusion, at least he thought so, and in fact, he was lying on the edge of the fairy lake, sleeping with the cheats.

That world is like a blank paper, all around is blank, if you sink your heart into reverie, you must be able to imagine such a picture, the horizon, the zenith, the ground, all white in all directions, it seems to be within reach, but in fact it is very far away, there is no sound, all you hear is your own heartbeat and gasps, at this time, your body sinks down, and after looking down, you find that you are standing on a small boat, this boat is completely sketched out, you understand, you have entered a blank paper, and there are people, I'm painting with a brush dipped in ink.

Mu Ziyun's buttocks sat down, his hand was on the side of the boat, wet, with a smell, he raised his hand and found that it was stained with ink, and he couldn't shake it off, the boat was also rough and a little bizarre, how it tricked it could not be counted as a boat, Xu is the painter found this, so he drew three lines of not necessarily wavy lengths under the boat outlined by that stroke, and then drew some water lines, so Mu Ziyun heard the sound of water, looked down at the boat, patted his head with his hand dipped in ink, and said in a daze: " This water is too fake, isn't it? The water he sees in his paintings is actually a wavy line drawn by a brush.

However, with the water, the boat could move, and Mu Ziyun stood at the bow of the boat. As the boat drifted, his mood gradually eased a lot, and he realized that he had reached the realm of the ethereal spirit, but in fact, his mind became blank. A mountain suddenly appeared in front of the right, apparently the ink thrown up by the brush, before he could see clearly, there was a mountain on the left, this mountain is much more exquisite, there are edges and corners in place, it is a masterpiece of connoisseurs, during the period is accompanied by the sound of apes, the boat travels in it, crosses the big rivers, crosses the mountains and dangerous peaks, crosses a picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, in the end, he has forgotten his starting point, but also forgot who he is, after the combination of the mind and the painting, the first thing to bring is a kind of emotion, that emotion, called loneliness.

But this is a painting, a painting called "God", its road is very long, each section is so similar, it seems that the painter painted a thousand miles, but did not travel a thousand miles, mountains, water, is just a repeated reflection in his heart, many times, Mu Ziyun wants to jump into the water, trying to escape from the painting, when he tries to, he does not encounter any resistance, he can get out at any time, he can end at any time.

Later, there were fewer and fewer mountains, and the ink color of the sky was even farther away from him, when everything disappeared, and there were only a few wavy lines and a boat outlined by one stroke, Mu Ziyun felt a little remorseful and wanted to go back and go again. And when the wavy line disappears, the boat is gone, and only one point of him is left in the blank world, it means that the painting has ended, and it is a blank sheet of paper at the beginning, and it is a blank paper painting at the end. Mu Ziyun was hazy and didn't understand the true meaning of the "god" painting at all, so, in fact, he was not suitable for cultivating the divine pill at all.

When he withdrew, it was very simple, Mu Ziyun just had a thought flashing in his mind, and he sat down next to the fairy lake again, holding the cheats in his hand, and looked down to see that on the page, this time it was not "God", but the word "Demon". The paper automatically turned up again, and when he reached a blank page, in the blink of an eye, he saw a lotus flower, a lotus flower that bloomed like bright red blood. Mu Ziyun looked at the painting, and after deviating the paper slightly, he saw that behind the paper, there was a real lotus flower that was exactly the same as in the painting, and it turned out that he had entered a world of illusion again. It doesn't matter what is around, because Mu Ziyun's eyes are subconsciously focused on the lotus, there are no lotus leaves, no lotus roots, only a lotus branch, inserted in the clear water, each petal is coiled with a few drops of water, falling into the water from time to time, stirring up a ripple.

The red lotus has not changed, but Mu Ziyun feels that it is becoming more and more beautiful, and anyone who sees it is like eating a poppy, deeply falling into that state of forgetfulness, and will be reluctant to move his feet, because it is too beautiful, more beautiful, and continues to beautify people's hearts quickly. However, when the beauty reached the extreme, black thorns grew on the flower branches, some black thorns grew into deformed branches, flower bones appeared on the branches, and after blooming, it was a deformed lotus, gradually, more abnormal changes began, everything was developing towards the other side of Mu Ziyun's consciousness, more than a dozen black, gray, green and so on sick lotus, the red lotus was clustered in it, the flower branch itself has become a monster, it is a few zhang high from the water surface, the flower branch is bent and twisted, and many tumors have grown, among which there are three or four humanoid green lotus roots.

Mu Ziyun couldn't stand it anymore, he couldn't accept the beautiful things to change into this appearance, he began to dislike it, the original clear water was stained by the lotus, although the red lotus on the top was still moving, but he couldn't resist the disgust in Mu Ziyun's heart, in the end, when the story of this illusion world was not over, Mu Ziyun chose to escape, and retreated in a gloomy manner, it turned out that compared with the cultivation god pill, Mu Ziyun was even more unsuitable for cultivating the magic pill....

At this time, the cheats burned, and Mu Ziyun could control the flames, but even if all the fire was sucked away, the cheats were still turning into ashes, and in the end, only three pages were left, Mu Ziyun picked it up and looked at it, it was covered with words, and the first one read: Point God Pass