"Yu Yu 130 years ago, since the Qianyuan Realm was born ......" Cheng Daonan put his hands behind his back, his face was indifferent, and his voice was loud, as if he was a great Confucian who wrote books and spoke quietly, and what he said was not a scripture, nor a secret method, just some things in his life. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The first sentence of this opening said that he was born from the small world of Qianyuan more than 130 years ago. It is a very ordinary sentence, but in his words and thoughts, there is a trace of indescribable rhyme, which is in line with the avenue.

Everyone seemed to see a baby, crying in swaddling clothes, soft and natural, the world was quiet, and all things germinated, very mystical and magical. And all the warriors, as if they had become babies, turned from acquired to congenital, and the original restless and complicated thoughts returned to calm.

Cheng Daonan continued to recite, telling some deeds in his life. He didn't specifically pick out those more important things to talk about, but said whatever he thought of as he thought.

It can be some battles that you have encountered in danger, or you can be in a certain place, eating a delicious food, and being very happy.

And with his speech, everyone was guided by his words earnestly, and gradually entered an inexplicable world. There, everyone plays a different role, feeling the joys, sorrows, sorrows and sorrows of themselves and others.

And the pure yang qi that had been refined above the sky also slowly dispersed towards the surroundings, about one-third of it remained in Jinwu Mountain, and the rest were scattered into various parts of the Extreme Martial Dao Gate.

The major martial artists who fell into that strange realm automatically operated the magic techniques in their bodies, absorbing these mist, merging with their flesh and blood, and maintaining a solid foundation.

For a person, the mind is the master, and the body is the foundation, and both are indispensable. The mind regulates everything, and if it is covered with dust and the spiritual light is not visible, it is easy to become muddy and dull. And if the body is weak and not strong enough to match the mind, the body will collapse and the mind will become rootless duckweed.

Preaching in the south of the Enlightenment is to elevate the hearts of all martial artists, and use their powerful thoughts to bring these martial artists into a realm that they cannot enter, so that they can feel the power of the high realm mind. And he refined the pure yang qi in order to nourish the martial artist's body, so as not to deviate from the mind and body.

This situation often happens in mortals, because mortals do not cultivate the physical body, but the improvement of the soul does not require any cultivation method, maybe the impact of something will make the soul transform, and the hand will not be satisfied.

For example, many people who study painting, after observing the master's paintings, their horizons will be greatly improved, and when they look back at their own works, they will feel crude, but they have no ability to change, at this time, the whole person will have an illusion, their painting skills have regressed.

In fact, it's not that the painting skills have regressed, but that the soul has improved.

If the soul and body of the warrior are not matched, they will feel that their martial arts power has regressed, and after a long time, they will have a depressed mentality, which will affect their soul and make the soul regress.

The preaching lasted for about an hour, and it was only then that Chengdaonan gradually retracted his thoughts. However, at this time, all the martial artists were still immersed in that inexplicable realm, and they needed to wait for a while before they could wake up.

"It's really amazing, and it can preach, which is really great for the disciples. Ye Xi stood on the side of the Heavenly Palace, looked at the entire Extreme Martial Dao Gate, and spoke.

"The soul of the Ancestor of the Enlightened South is also powerful, except for the half-immortals, I have never seen anyone else dare to preach on such a large scale. Li Lingyue nodded, agreeing with her words very much.

This preaching does not mean that it can be done casually, at least there must be the cultivation of the Divine Soul Realm, because after the Divine Soul Realm, the Divine Soul will be completely stabilized.

However, the martial artists of the Divine Soul Realm have preached a few people at most, and the time is only a stick of incense, and no matter how long it is, it will not be able to stand it. At the ancestor level, they can generally preach from hundreds to thousands.

Preaching tens of thousands of people at one time like this, spreading tens of thousands of miles of territory, and lasting for an hour, was only possible for Zhang Ling Ancestor before.

Within the sect, it is really important to have an existence that can preach on such a large scale, and it can raise the strength of all the disciples to a higher level.

Even if it is preached once in a hundred years, after thousands of years or tens of thousands of years, the benefits produced are extremely staggering.

"Ah...... What a long dream. After about a few pillars of incense, suddenly a disciple stretched his waist, his eyes opened, and the essence light flickered in his pupils.

He had just had a dream that he had become a baby, born and raised in a strange world, where there was no martial arts, but the culture was extremely well developed, and the dynasty used rituals to rule the people. Those in power are powerless, but they can decide the life and death of others with a single word.

This martial artist felt that this world was very absurd at first, how could this be possible, how could you let others listen to you without power. However, as he grew up in it, he found that what can really rule people is not force, but people's hearts.

So, he calmed down and integrated himself into that world, and the martial arts fighting techniques he had learned in his previous life were more like a dream, and he couldn't use them at all in this world.

He studied the scriptures, read poetry, learned etiquette, and understood the outline. In the end, he passed the examination method and became an official of that dynasty, and in the struggle of the invisible sword and sword, he climbed to a high position and became a very popular minister.

Sometimes, force will solve a lot of things for you, but sometimes, force can also become an obstacle for you, making you unable to see many things clearly.

In this world, there is no force, but we can see people's hearts better. Martial artists cultivate martial arts, but they are also cultivating their minds,

After waking up from the dream, everything in the dream is like a bubble, broken and incomplete. But some of the deep-seated insights in it remained in my heart.

After clarifying his thoughts, the disciple stood up, bowed in the direction of Jinwu Mountain, and then turned his head and left. He knew that he had gained a great accomplishment in this preaching, which would have an immeasurable effect on his future practice.

The rest of the warriors also woke up quickly, and everyone also saluted to Jinwu Mountain, expressing their respect and gratitude to Cheng Daonan. (To be continued.) )