"Hmm!" Yuan Qingwei looked at the child below, pondered for a moment, and took out the Sancai Guanyun Mirror to take a picture of it.

As a magic weapon of the mirror, it has considerable advantages in communicating yin and yang, creating illusion, and reflecting reality.

Although the Sancai Guanyun Mirror focuses on seeing through illusions and pointing directly to the direction of reality, on the contrary, as a medium of illusion, it also has some peculiar uses.

Although the children under the mountain are spirits born from the leylines, they have a natural advantage in spiritual awareness and cultivation compared to ordinary people.

But in the face of the three-talent viewing mirror that absorbs part of the world's origin, it is still too inferior.

Today's three-talent viewing mirror has evolved into a mirror with the help of the growing number of three-talent qi in the Bliss Spirit House.

Ordinary monks in the mage realm may not be able to see through it immediately when they are suddenly observed by the treasure mirror, how can a slightly supernatural child escape from it?

He was easily drawn into the illusion, unable to even discern the line between the real and the unreal.

This is also Yuan Qingwei's great exploration of the path of cultivation, he has experience in several worlds, and he actually has his own speculation about the cultivation method of the main world.

In Yuan Qingwei's view, the cultivation method of the main world can be summarized simply as refining qi, concentrating on the mind, and cultivating the truth.

Among them, there is no doubt that refining qi is the foundation of immortal dao cultivation, and it is also the basis for immortal dao immortality and sublimation of the essence of one's own life.

Contemplation is an important part of the Overworld's resistance to the erosion of spiritual breath and whispering.

The final cultivation is the product of the confrontation with the spiritual world. Strictly speaking, the legal domain of the mage realm is actually the influence of the monk's personal reality on the outside world, and it can be classified into the category of cultivation.

Although the meaning of cultivating truth is profound, the most important point must have the meaning of "cultivating the truth".

The best thing to do in this regard is the Bliss Spirit House in the hands of Yuan Qingwei.

This magic weapon originated from Ji Hu, in Yuan Qingwei's view, it may be a concrete exploration of his concept of cultivation.

Nowadays, the Sancai Guanyun Mirror is also reflecting the changes in the Bliss Spirit House, and gradually evolves into a real phantory, don't look at the Senluo everything in the mirror is just an illusion.

However, with the change of the Bliss Spirit House from the virtual to the real, Vientiane will naturally become more and more real, just as the Bliss Spirit House gradually extends out of the real Three Realms Heaven and Earth under the sacrifice of Yuan Qingwei.

The world in the mirror will gradually become real, and even for the child today, the world in the mirror is actually a reality.

From this point of view, the theory of the four false combinations of Buddhism is also a wise saying! Looking at the boy who was studying in the mirror and coming and going to the world, he stretched out his hand and wiped it, and everything in the mirror began to be reversed, and the originally smooth path of cultivation began to appear all kinds of ups and downs.

But to Yuan Qingwei's surprise, this guy never gave up.

He always had a kind of naïve optimism, and liked to seek one in ten thousand, or even one in a million, hope in despair, and even gave up his own practice for this.

In the midst of the earthquake, he suppressed the leylines, even if the seven orifices bleed, he tried to delay for an extra minute; In the waves, he cut through the wind and waves to rescue the fishermen; In the midst of the famine, he traveled from place to place in search of food......

Gradually, Yuan Qingwei's gaze gradually became solemn, he did not control the three talents in the mirror of the universe, but constantly extracted the will power of the rest of the world, integrated into it, and turned into the spirituality of all beings in the universe, so that all beings have more changes.

The kid began to get hurt, and the funny thing was that he was not injured by a natural disaster, but by the people he helped.

At that time, he learned a word "Shengmien, Doumien".

After he was sad for a while, he understood another word: "emergency relief is not poverty relief".

He began to pay attention to the scale of his help to others, and in the process, he gradually learned that only proper kindness can make people grateful, and if the scale is not right, it will only raise an enemy for himself.

'Heartlight?' Yuan Qingwei's eyes darkened, and his gaze at the boy couldn't help but soften a little.

The light of the heart is a derivative of nature, but it has the ability to spread outward, similar to the light of nature, but different from it.

I have to give a judgment, which is similar to the light of the Buddha of nature, the brilliance of the lights of ten thousand lights, and the initial prototype of the Dharma Realm of the Mage Realm.

And let me see how far you can go!" 'Yuan Qingwei intercepted part of the turbid aura from the hands of the Netherworld Heavenly Son Shinto incarnation, and then absorbed some of the illusory aura from the hands of the Shinto avatar of the main world, and the two were mixed together and merged into the Bliss Spirit House.

A ruin evolved into the world of the Elysian Spiritual House, and then he connected the Sancai Viewing Mirror to the Elysian Spiritual House and sent the boy into it.

The dazed boy shook his head, his memories of his original practice had been suppressed, and he looked at the ruins around him, and the fresh traces flowing from some of the stones.

I didn't care why I was here, I didn't care why there was no one around, and I didn't care about the height of the surrounding buildings. He simply stepped forward to save people, and pulled down the rubble with his hands, and the pieces of dirt and stones were peeled apart, and a bloody corpse was dug out of it little by little.

Wisps of black gas surrounded the corpse, conjuring up a phantom around the boy, and whispering in his ear, "Why do you still want to save people? Don't you know that the people down there are all dead? Why dig it up? Isn't it right to bury underneath? It also saves the burial! ”

"But someone is waiting for them!"

After the boy had finished speaking, he continued to pull at the stones, the sharp edges of the gravel, making him immature, and blood flowed from his fingertips, mixed with the dirt and rubble.

Another corpse was dug up, and this time the black qi flowing out turned into a cultivator, standing beside the boy: "Leave with me?" I can teach you the art of immortality! ”

"But someone is waiting for them!"

The boy was silent for a moment, and after giving the same answer, he continued to dig, and gradually his fingers were already a blur of flesh and blood, and the pale bone structure could be faintly visible.

But he didn't seem to feel any pain, just kept digging.

Third, Fourth, Fifth...... The corpses were dug up, and wisps of black gas were entangled around the young man, and finally turned into the appearance of the man who adopted him in the past, looking at the boy and saying excitedly: "Baby, come with me, the immortal who sent you back then came to see you." ”

"Dad! But someone is waiting for them! ”

The boy replied stubbornly, his usually demented personality because of his soul, at this time, it made people feel a little ridiculous, but also a little bitter.

The feeling of moist eyes made his adoptive father silent for a while before turning away.

And at the moment of turning around, the adoptive father's figure also gradually collapsed, turning into wisps of black gas, and gradually penetrating in the air, turning into colorful gray smoke, and after condensing again, he came to his side again.

At this time, his adoptive father was already full of gray hair, his loose skin was covered with old age spots, the breath of death was condensed on his body, it seemed that he would die in the next moment, he came to persuade the boy, he was too old and was going to die, I hope the boy can go back and see.

The boy froze for a moment, raised his hand, and realized that he didn't know when, he had grown up, and his hands were covered with wounds and calluses, and he could not see the slightest delicate skin.

He looked at his surroundings, groaning in the ruins, and said, "But someone is waiting for them!" ”

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