Reading this time, Zhuo Yifan was like a demon, completely stupid. I didn't even go back to Xuancun, I didn't even take a sip of meat, I didn't drink a drop of water, I watched it for seven days and seven nights under this snow feather pine.

A small piece of turtle shell, all-encompassing. It is written that many ancient secrets, the great war between gods and men, make Zhuo Yifan obsessed.

"That's amazing!"

After reading an example of the victory between the Holy Clan gods and the three demon gods, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but shout in his heart. This example is just a portrait. But the moment it touched his eyes, the picture of the mountain of corpses and the sea of blood and the overflowing of divine energy formed a torrent of memories, which flowed through my heart very really, as if I had crossed the primeval world and experienced the battle in person.

This is just a picture, and nothing else has been burned, but Zhuo Yifan has a feeling that he never gets tired of looking at it.

He was so engrossed that he almost melted into this strange world, and was soon drawn to another battle.

It was a battle between an old man with gray hair who did not know his age and a strange hair.

The old man was badly wounded, his weapons were destroyed, and he was about to die. And the god is in his prime, and his fierce posture is vigorous.

roaring and shaking the sky, I saw Qi Qi spitting magma, fierce and powerful, suddenly pounced, huge wings fluttering, covering the sky and the sun, as if he was about to jump out of the painting. Zhuo Yifan was shocked when he saw it.

Originally, this battle was no longer in suspense. However, at this moment, the old man, who had run out of lamp oil and even destroyed his weapons, actually picked up a fallen leaf from the ground and threw it violently.

With a "whoosh", a thick sword qi ran out horizontally, tearing the heavens and the earth. Convey the power of the world.

This leaf between. It actually contains supreme sword intent. Turning the tide, the ancient and the present, as if it can open up the world and cut off a qiē!

Zhuo Yifan looked at this battle, and felt more and more frightened, what level of powerhouse is this? Can he actually throw such a terrifying sword with a tattered dead leaf and turn the situation around at once? This person is definitely a swordsmanship master!

Zhuo Yifan became more and more focused, looking tired and unaware, and three full days passed in a blink of an eye.

If anyone saw him, they would run away in fear.

Because the current Zhuo Yifan is completely enchanted.

The original pair of bright and transparent eyes were completely infected with blood, flashing with a strange red light, and even the seven orifices were bleeding. He was red and hot, and the heat melted the snow around him. The snow that fell around him turned into vapor and evaporated.

But Zhuo Yifan didn't notice his abnormality. Completely silent in this world, unable to extricate yourself.

After a long time, his hands shook, and the turtle shell in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

Zhuo Yifan grabbed his hair, panting in pain, gritting his teeth, his lips were already dripping with blood, and his two blood-red eyes were almost out of his sockets, completely crazy!

At this moment, he felt extremely lonely, alone in this ordinary world, the pain and helplessness of losing his strength. Hatred of fate, of cause and effect. All of this qiē negativity completely infected his soul.

Fight, fight, I want to fight, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!

Zhuo Yifan was in a state of confusion, spitting out a mouthful of blood, completely unable to help himself, and kept rolling on the ground in pain, roaring.

Just as his thoughts were hazy, a little coldness fell to the center of his eyebrows, like a needle that fixed the sea, and instantly smoothed all the restlessness. The temperature is subsiding, the agitation is calming, and as time goes by, everything is returning to normal.

When Zhuo Yifan woke up, he found that his body was numb, and even his limbs were paralyzed. He struggled to get up from the ground, only to see that he was soaked with blood and snow.

"I just went mad?" he looked at this qiē in disbelief, how could he go mad after studying it well?

But on the surface of all kinds of phenomena, he did go crazy just now. And the enchantment is very powerful, almost hanging by a thread.

"That'...... Who saved me?" Zhuo Yifan suddenly thought of the coldness between his eyebrows when he was confused and hot just now. I couldn't help but touch it with my hand, but found that there seemed to be a thorn between my eyebrows.

He plucked the thorn off, took a closer look, and was surprised, this was actually a pine needle?

"Brother Yu!" Zhuo Yifan hugged the tree tightly, and his heart was moved: "Thank you Brother Yu!

Xue Yusong didn't move, and Zhuo Yifan didn't move. Wait quietly for a response. It wasn't until a short time later, when the trunk shook slightly, that he let go of his hand and picked up the turtle shell on the ground.

Only this time, there was a lot of complexity in his gaze.

Generally speaking, before going mad, cultivators would feel hot and dry in order to make countermeasures, but this time was different.

When he was studying, he didn't feel anything unusual, but he seemed to be invisible, and when he really reacted, it was too late. It's not that Xue Yusong woke him up at a critical moment, and this life has to be explained here.

"It's terrible to go mad and fall into the invisible. ”

Zhuo Yifan stroked the turtle shell and did not continue to study. It's not that I'm afraid, but I'm just a little emotional. He didn't expect that with his current state of mind, he would actually go crazy and almost die.

"It would be nice if there was Lin Shen and Xuanmeng, they would instruct me, how to learn......" Zhuo Yifan stared at the turtle shell, and suddenly had a feeling of not knowing where to start, very entangled. I have already gone mad for the first time, and there will inevitably be a second and a third time......

The first time, Xue Yusong saved himself, but what about the next few times? Who will save him?

"Who can sue me, what should I do?" Zhuo Yifan sighed, and then his spiritual power probed, and he just swept the eight words of the opening chapter, and then withdrew.

The opening eight characters are the inscription - "If I have no heart, no desire and no desire." ”

"If I have no heart, no desire, no desire......" Zhuo Yifan didn't pay attention to these eight words at first, but now he chews it carefully, but he feels that there is a special charm in it.

"These eight characters, is it telling those who practice this exercise to be free of desires and desires?" He paid special attention to the point of emptying distracting thoughts and merging with heaven and earth before he went to practice. This can go crazy, so what is the right thing to do?

Zhuo Yifan realized that he had not obtained the essentials and had not mastered the key to cultivating this exercise.

This key is very likely to be the "key" that the old man of the Secret Valley said! As long as you can hold this key, the day when you can restore your strength is just around the corner.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Yifan sat down with the turtle shell in his hand and thought about it carefully, his mouth kept thinking about it, and he chewed the meaning of these eight words repeatedly, but he never understood it.

"The world has searched for the traces of God, and all kinds of hard work have been fruitless. Helplessly, the years go by, and the glitz and glamour are empty. My heart is like a bright moon, dancing to the sky, picking the sun and the moon, and grabbing the star spectrum ......" Sitting under the tree, Zhuo Yifan suddenly heard a melodious and elegant singing. At first glance, the lyrics may sound untasteful, but after savoring them, there is a different kind of comfort.

Who is singing this song? His eyes probed curiously, but he found that the visitor was dressed in a cloth coat, with unkempt hair, a bamboo basket on his back, and a small axe, and he was actually a woodcutter. It didn't seem to be anything unusual, but when you look closely, there is an indescribable sense of peace on his face.

Looking at the woodcutter, gradually, Zhuo Yifan's body suddenly froze.

Although it was noon, it was not warm, even ordinary cultivators in the refining stage had to wear at least a thin cotton coat so as not to feel cold. The woodcutter, on the other hand, was wearing only a coarse cloth coat and a coarse cloth shorts that reached only to the knees. A pair of grass shoes full of holes paced around on the snow, leaving no footprints......

Zhuo Yifan's eyes flashed, with this, plus the previous song. He was sure that this woodcutter was not an ordinary person. (To be continued......)