However, even if Zhang Zhiwei has reached the realm of sacrificing his thoughts and purity, no one can say what will happen to him in the interior scene.

After all, the inner scene is only somewhat similar to the third stage of meditation practice, not identical, and what happens to each person in it is still related to their personal circumstances.

It's like the old men in Wudang later, one by one, their meditation cultivation is not low, but after the cultivation wind, Qimen fell into the inner scene, and he was sleepy for decades, and there was no trick at all.

However, Zhang Zhiwei has already understood his own pattern, and he is still confident in these, no matter what happens, he should not get lost in it.

"It's better to choose a day than to hit the sun, since that's the case, let's settle here, enter the interior scene, and catch the demons!"

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Zhiwei immediately cultivated according to the warlock's method of determination.

"The practice of a warlock pays attention to the four meditations and eight determinations, the emptiness is boundless, and the desires brought by the five senses of the ears, nose, tongue and body are abandoned."

"Knowing the boundless, cutting off the desires of the five senses, and experiencing the real world with senses that ordinary people can't use."

"There is no place to decide, no longer use the brain but the original spirit to dominate the body......"

"It sounds mysterious, but it's actually very simple, this kind of thing is like a rippling water, the more you try to smooth it, the more turbulent it will be."

"And when you take your consciousness away, just watch it quietly, let it go around and don't respond to it, and it will slowly calm down eventually."

"Facing the myriad delusions with inaction is the highest state of meditation."

Sacrificing pure thoughts, this realm of meditation that many people can't get after all their lives, but in Zhang Zhiwei's view, it can be easily achieved by doing nothing.

There was no accident in Jinggong, the world in Zhang Zhiwei's eyes changed rapidly, the colorful world in his eyes was fading rapidly, everything became black and white in an instant, he seemed to be in another world, a world that was upside down in all directions.

"Is this the interior? According to Zhuge Qing's words, the inner scene is actually its own spiritual world, this is indeed the spiritual world, but it is not only the spiritual world, this feeling......"

Zhang Zhiwei looked around, the inner world gave him a very false feeling, but the falsehood revealed a bit of reality, this world is like writing or painting, too hard, the ink penetrates the paper, forming another upside-down calligraphy and painting on the back of the paper, and the real front can be peeked from the back traces.

"It's like ......"

Zhang Zhiwei had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he was just about to seize this ray of spiritual light and scatter it.

Suddenly, a figure covered in blood appeared, looking at Zhang Zhiwei face to face. Half of its face looked as if it had been hit with a blunt object, its flesh and blood were blurred, hideous and terrifying, and it was smiling at the moment.

Interrupted by a flash of aura, Zhang Zhiwei frowned, and looked at the hideous and terrifying bloody face in front of him with displeasure, and there was a flash of anger in his eyes.

Without saying a word, he slapped it, and directly pumped the face that twisted ninety degrees, and hung it on his neck at a strange angle, the tragedy was indescribable.

Zhang Zhiwei looked at the almost distorted figure condescendingly, and his gaze lingered for a moment on the unrecognizable face.

If before, this face was only half of the face hit by a blunt object, and the flesh and blood were blurred, now it can be said to be unrecognizable, and the traces of the blunt object blow on the face are particularly symmetrical.

"It's a little familiar, I hit the previous half of this thing's face!"

Zhang Zhiwei was thinking about it, more figures appeared from the void, most of these figures were hideous and terrifying, their bodies were mutilated, and they rushed towards Zhang Zhiwei like zombies out of the cage.

Looking at the faces of these corpses, Zhang Zhiwei was stunned for a moment.

There are some faces that he is quite familiar with, that is, the ones killed by going down the mountain this time, some of Zhang Zhiwei vaguely have some impression faces, they were killed before, and some have no impression at all.

"Repeating the same trick? Stinky monkey, do some bells and whistles, play horror movies with me, I don't think you can figure out who is the scary one, right?! ”

Zhang Zhiwei sneered, he naturally knew that this was an illusion in the interior scene.

The interior scene is my spiritual space, in this space, as long as I don't touch some forbidden things, I am an absolute god, and all my delusions can be magnified and satisfied.

The inner demon can manipulate the things in the inner scene, and Zhang Zhiwei, as the deity, can naturally do it.

With a wave of his hand, he could even unleash a huge thunderbolt that connected the heavens and the earth, instantly blasting these ghosts into powder.

But Zhang Zhiwei didn't do it, it didn't make sense, and he would be led by the devil.

Zhang Zhiwei has always been very aware of his own situation, and he also knows very well why his inner demons come out, it is the thirst for strength.

And where is the best place to meet this?

Undoubtedly the interior.

Here he is God, but a vain God.

Once he can't help it, or with curiosity, he uses the almost open power in the interior scene, he may indulge in it and expand the gap in his heart.

Of course, Zhang Zhiwei is still very confident in his own determination, and he firmly believes that he will not be addicted.

But self-confidence doesn't mean he will try.

Therefore, in the face of those overwhelming corpses, Zhang Zhiwei treated them with a normal heart, slapped them one by one, and killed them again as he killed them before.

It is worth mentioning that when Zhang Zhiwei killed them, these corpses showed extremely terrifying strength one by one, one move and one style, destroying the world at every turn, the scenery was beautiful, and the power was shocking, which was the power given to them by the inner world of the inner world.

But Zhang Zhiwei was unmoved, no matter if you move mountains and seas, or pick the stars and moons, destroy the city and cut off the river, he only has a slap anyway.

The slap is raised, the slap falls, and between the ups and downs, everything returns to nothingness, which is the collision between truth and falsehood.

Ordinary warlocks, after entering the interior scene, are in a state of separation of spirit and body, the body is in place, the spirit is active in the interior scene, and there is a line of connection between the body and the spirit.

With the help of this connection, the mind can be withdrawn from the interior scene at any time, and once this line of connection is broken, it is possible to indulge in the interior scene and never get out again.

But Zhang Zhiwei is different from them, even if he goes deep into the inner scene, the Yuan Shen and the physical body are still in a state of holding the Yuan Shouyi, and the spirit and spirit are perfectly united.

Breaking into the interior scene in this state is actually similar to stepping into the interior scene with a real body, which is a kind of crushing of high latitudes against low latitudes, and the demons make those illusory things with bells and whistles, which naturally can't shake Zhang Zhiwei's real slap.

"The small world of the human body is my home field, you are cowardly, to the interior scene, your home field, you are still a bad coward, I see that you still don't understand the situation, I can grasp the true fire of Samadhi at any time, there is no point in escaping, come out, come out with dignity!"

Zhang Zhiwei entered the interior scene to temper himself, to have a near-real trial, but he didn't plan to fight his brain and imagination with his demons in the interior scene.

But what responded to Zhang Zhiwei was the black fog, the sea of corpses and blood, the blood puddles that connected the heavens and the earth, and the terrifying blood-colored lightning...... It's a hellish scene.

The heart ape is still hibernating, snooping in the dark, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Although Zhang Zhiwei didn't see him, he could feel the malice that was like a man's back.

"I see that you are still inexorable, then I will personally arrest you!"

Zhang Zhiwei rolled up his sleeves and stepped into the hellish scene.