Calm and steady, Wang Zhao's mind was washed by the fist intent of the scorching sun, as if it was constantly heading towards a deeper world.

That is the vast ocean reached by the human mind, nay, the depths of the heart, the root of the soul, and then after cutting back three thousand threads of trouble, suppressing the instinct of the acquired Lord consciousness.

The ocean of the mind called the world of the unconscious.

Some people once believed that human potential is unlimited, and that the body is a great secret that can become a universe of its own.

The Immortal Martial Arts is based on this kind of thinking, and it is created by doing everything possible to develop the potential of the body.

But since the physical body has unlimited potential, does the fist intent, or the origin of the martial will, the mind, have unlimited potential?

The potential of the mind is more difficult to develop than the potential of the body, because the mind is an illusory and difficult thing to touch, not to mention that human consciousness occupies only a small part of the total consciousness.

To develop the mind is to constantly expand one's own main consciousness in the ocean of consciousness, to transform all the unconscious into the main consciousness, and to truly achieve the unity of mind and mind.

At this moment, under the stimulation of the devil's flesh man, Wang Qian unexpectedly entered this secret realm called the forbidden area of God.

Whether it is human immortal martial arts, ghost immortal spells, or law phase immortal martial arts, the creation of the law has originally entered the forbidden area of God, deduced new cultivation methods from the ocean of their own minds, and created one system after another.

At this moment, Wang Qian also seemed to have stepped on the steps of his predecessors, creating a new method in the forbidden area of God.

Suddenly, in the eyes of Ping An Mingjin, Wang Qian moved.

Although Wang Qian was still closing his eyes, his body began to move like instinct, and step by step, he showed all the martial arts moves he had seen in the past few days and everything contained in the fist intent of the devil muscle man just now.

There is no self, there is no you, there is no other, there is no desire, there is no desire.

That is the purest mind, and there is no martial arts evolution that shakes the soul and creates flaws. This is no longer single-mindedness, but a more mysterious nothingness than one.

Extremely hidden, there is no intention, but it has a more powerful spiritual power than the mind.

"Forget yourself and forget him, is the spirit and the flesh one?" Ping An Mingjin observed Wang Qian's current situation, and subconsciously commented: "After accepting the fist intent of the peak martial saint, it only took fifteen minutes to recover, and even entered the realm of the unity of spirit and flesh. ”

"This talent is indeed owned by Tianjiao, but it is still not as good as me."

Although Ping An Mingjin didn't care much about it, he had already been shocked by Wang Yuan's talent.

After Tang Keke and the Devil Flesh Man left, although Ping An Mingjin went to paste the talisman paper, his mind kept paying attention to Wang Qian's side, afraid that something would happen to him.

"Alas... In this way, the body is not absorbed enough nutrients, and I am afraid that what I will lose is my own lifespan! Ping An Mingjin sensed that the blood on Wang Yuan's body was getting stronger and stronger, but the worry in his heart was getting heavier and heavier.

The evolution of the human body is impossible without energy to support it, if Wang Qian himself has the physique of a great grandmaster, this martial arts, or even promoted to a martial saint, will naturally not have any problems, but the current situation is more like a dark blue plus point, and Wang Zhao's own physique can't bear it at all.

"Whew..." After a martial arts performance, Wang Qian let out a long breath, and finally opened his eyes, which were originally as green as a wolf, but at this moment, they were more like they were burning, exuding a strange sense of ghost fire.

The spirit is full, but the body is hungry, and the physical fatigue and mental deviation make Wang Qian unable to adapt to it all of a sudden.

Wang Qian endured the hunger sensation in his body, and only felt that his current self could even swallow a whole killer whale.

"Here you go." Ping An Mingjin took out a small bag, threw it to Wang Yuan, and said, "Since you are awake and have nothing to do, go with me to paste talisman paper, and accumulate yin virtue when you die." ”

After saying this, Ping An Mingjin walked out with a small jump, leaving only Wang Qian with a golden back.

Wang Qian opened the small bag given by Ping An Mingjin, and found that in addition to a few pieces of rune paper, there were also a few fragrant pills inside, and he couldn't help laughing: "It's really a textbook tsundere!" ”

Wang Qian, who was hungry and cold, didn't want to think about it, so he swallowed the few cyan pills with a fragrant smell, only to feel that as soon as the pills entered his mouth, they turned into a cold breath, like the legendary mutton fat gold dew, constantly moisturizing Wang Qian's body.

Subsequently, a thick blood qi erupted from Wang Qian's body, Wang Qian hurriedly gathered his mind, and entered the mysterious spiritual secret realm again, the whole person had no desire and no desire, and was intoxicated with the calculation of martial arts.

Wang Qian's hand began to move again, his hand became like a boneless soft creature, dancing like a golden snake wrapped in silk, and then it turned into a thunderous long whip, swinging towards the empty front, setting off a sonic boom.

In the ocean of unconsciousness, Wang Qian has begun to combine the martial arts of Feng Yu Xiu and the fist intent of the devil muscle man that he sees today, creating a move that has both the ruthlessness of Feng Yu Xiu and the domineering spirit of the devil muscle man.

Although Wang Qian is now lacking in foundation and knowledge to create a new system like many sages and Dharma creators, it is not difficult to integrate various moves into one.

As the effect of the pill began to weaken, the movements in Wang Qian's hand also stopped, and the blood and qi in the pill were almost exhausted by Wang Qian, and if he performed martial arts like this, he would only hurt the foundation of life again.

Originally, Ping An Mingjin did not use up the pill when he was promoted to Martial Saint, and the remaining pill was handed over to Wang Qian in order to treat his damaged life root, but unexpectedly, after taking the pill, Wang Qian urged Gu Flesh again and broke through again.

Of course, for Wang Yuan, this may be the most ideal method, using lifespan as the price to promote the potential of the body, and quickly reach the realm similar to human immortals, otherwise it will be useless if he dies in Alice's territory with more lifespan.

"Thirty-six Luqi." Wang Qian, who had finished his practice, took out the page of the thirty-six road qi that Tang Keke had given him just now, and planned to take a closer look.

It is difficult to say whether each page is an independent practice or a complement to each other, because since ancient times, no one has successfully cultivated all the thirty-six pages.

Turning the sky over the thirty-six Luqi is another chance for Wang Qian to live, if he can learn anything from it, according to the devil's muscles and flesh people's respect for this miraculous skill, it is not difficult to survive in the hands of Alice.

It's just that the difficulty of comprehending one of these wonders is probably more difficult than cultivating as an immortal in one night!