Wu Ziling's body was very weak at this time, more than half of the meridians of his body were damaged, and even if there was a slight movement of his hands and feet, his whole body was accompanied by a violent tearing pain, and the meridians in all parts of his body twitched, and his internal organs and six organs were displaced.

Only then did he really clearly experience what it was like to be a wasted person, and this feeling of not being able to move made him very unaccustomed and extremely uncomfortable.

Even if he had experienced the consumption of Qiongzhi nectar-like divine water in the Taoist underground palace, his body had experienced a more violent impact, but it could not change his mood at the moment.

At that time, he fainted for only a moment, so he didn't feel too much, but at this moment, this state of internal damage will accompany him for a long time, even a lifetime.

Then there will be no light in his future, and all hopes, all ideals will disappear into the corners of history with time like a passing cloud.

Wu Ziling was a little gloomy and a little lost. He was worried, he was afraid, he was just an ordinary person, and his mental capacity was limited.

Wu Ziling stood dumbfounded, his eyes glazed out, tears in his eyes, and his body motionless, not knowing what he was thinking or recalling.

The night breeze ruffled the corners of his clothes and ruffled his black hair. At this moment, he seems to have become the protagonist of this heaven and earth, everyone is looking at him, and the picture is frozen at this moment, but it looks desolate and poignant.

The moonlight is like water, the stars are all over the sky, the blue light emitted on the heavenly monument is more and more blazing, and the heaven and earth seem to be plated with a layer of blue fairy gold, as if time and space are turning, and the sea of stars is reappearing.

Wu Ziling's eyes turned and looked around, a sea of forests, a high platform, and a heavenly monument all came into view.

Suddenly, he felt a little tired, a little tired, or since he came here, since he came to this world, he has never had a good rest, he is always so busy.

Busy being overwhelmed by all kinds of emotions, there is the anxiety of drifting outside, there is the thought of returning to his hometown, there is the radicalism of fighting for this, there is the loss of slow cultivation, and there is also the unyielding and fear of the moment of life and death.

And now, he was really tired, his eyes were blank, he knew nothing, he had nothing, he was bruised for an ethereal belief like a dream.

Wu Ziling's body couldn't move, he closed his eyes again, and he didn't struggle as if he was a little resigned, and he no longer thought nonsense.

Let the wind blow, let the Tao sing.

Gradually, the fear disappeared, the anxiety disappeared, and the loss disappeared.

Eventually, radicalism and indomitability disappeared, and only thoughts remained.

Thoughts are like melting icebergs and snow, rivers and seas, filling his heart and mind, constantly washing and imprisoning his thinking.

This is a bad thing, this is the framework, it is the shackles, it is the source, and it will bring many positive and negative impacts to Wu Ziling. But without exception, these are all burdens of a thousand pounds, and the pressure is increasing day by day, constantly piling up, and sooner or later it will break his body and mind.

At this time, Wu Ziling finally realized: "It's me who is in a hurry!"

He only has the lowest level of cultivation in heaven and earth, but he thinks about doing things that the highest level of heaven and earth may not have tried all day long, which is not a bit like a joke.

A joke that is not funny, only one day, when he can stand in this world in the realm, this idea can be realized.

Distant thoughts are scattered with the wind.

Wu Ziling stood in the wind, more and more dusty, and his temperament became more and more indifferent, as if nothing could disturb his heart.

At this time, the old man on the high platform couldn't stand, his eyes were like a fight, and they all observed Wu Ziling attentively.

"Obediently, it's amazing, this kid is actually enlightening!"

"How amazing can it be?"

"Qi condenses around the body and does not disperse, but it is enlightenment. It's just that this time there is an immovable breath of dust, but what is realized is not the way of the heavenly monument. ”

"Why, exactly?"

Everyone once again heated up and wanted to discuss the matter, but no one could say a thing or two. Even the person who was immortal and dao bones before, he was speechless at the moment, and it was difficult to guess what happened to Wu Ziling.

"Buzz ......"

A blue rainbow shot out from the heavenly monument, and the breath was breathtaking, which was like a finger, and it was a bit of a sense of breaking the sky and breaking the sun. Even the old men and seniors couldn't help but feel powerless to resist.

The big blue finger crossed the high platform, did not stop, but shot straight towards Wu Ziling.

This is to kill Wu Ziling with the power of thunder, cut off his vitality, and not give him a way to live.

Why? The old men don't know, Wu Zhai doesn't know, and Wu Ziling doesn't know.

The Heavenly Monument wants to kill?

"Unheard of, unseen!" was the sentiment of those present.

Wu Ziling's eyes still hadn't opened, but he also felt this earth-shattering aura. A kind of breath that is bigger than the sun, moon and stars, and it is not an exaggeration to compare it to the heavenly firmament, and everyone is in awe.

It's another Jedi Crisis, but unfortunately, it backfired, the blue light rolled like thunder, and after sweeping through Wu Ziling, he still stood in the wind and was unharmed!

The big blue finger was shattered, and it was still ruthlessly shattered by the dragon's chant, turning into a thick blue halo, and the Infinite Heaven Tablet Dao swallowed it, the clouds were steaming, and the gods were bright, wrapped around Wu Ziling's body.

At this time, Wu Ziling's injured and rickety figure no longer seemed to be languishing in this state, but like a blue fairy descending to earth, with a gesture, there was an infinite way that flickered in the meantime, sacred and inviolable.

Everyone looked at Wu Ziling in the endless Dao spitting, and at this moment, they couldn't even get hot in their eyes, their eyes were wide open, and they couldn't speak. This is really too bizarre, and the momentum of extermination has instead achieved the fruit of his enlightenment.

Is this still a human being? Just this cultivation, can you still not die like this?

Can people be so enlightened? I have been sitting here for dozens or hundreds of years, but I have not yet had an epiphany for a while!

"Amazing!" The old man who was immortal wind and bones before could only praise slightly, and even he was really a little surprised.

"Wu Qingyun, I don't accept you in my life, but what you said really said is in my heart, I have to obey it!. There was a sloppy old man who said to the old man of the fairy wind and bones, looking down on him, but the tone of this sentence was serious, and the convincing meaning was self-evident.

"Lao Yuan, you, you, you know that I don't have the heart to be competitive, why do you always have to compare with me, not with others. ”

"Hmph, I just can't get used to your indifferent life, but the old god is there, so I make a mystery and pretend!"

“......”

The rich Heavenly Monument Dao continued to dissipate around Wu Ziling, and most of Wu Ziling did not have time to absorb it, and dissipated between heaven and earth.

And only a small number of them were introduced into the dantian by Wu Ziling, even if this is already a small part of the Taoist rules, but it has immeasurable value.

The Tao is merging, and the dantian is transforming.

Bright and misty, this is the rule of the heavenly monument, it is a priceless treasure.

It turns out that the ordinary dantian wall has some changes at the moment, and the Tao is integrated into the dantian wall and turned into a pattern, which is the essence of the Dao Fu and the Dao rules. Pieces of Dao talismans are interwoven into Dao patterns, which are extremely strange.

The light dimmed, Wu Ziling's figure was no longer sacred, and he returned to his previous sick appearance, but he was more energetic.