The Zidian, known as the three holy books of cultivation in the mainland, flew lightly into Ziwei's hand, and Ziwei herself had long heard that there was this thing at home, but she never knew where it was.

And now that it is really in his own hands, it is inevitable that there will be a burst of excitement in his heart.

Ziwei knelt down and bowed: Thank you for the grace of the emperor's grandfather, and the grandson is grateful.

Zi Heng and Zi Feng shouted loudly at the same time, Zi Heng looked at the eight behind Ziwei and said calmly: "After seeing what my grandson just said, are you willing to be my grandson's personal guard?"

The eight members of the Jin family immediately knelt down and said: We are willing to serve the young master for the work of dogs and horses, go to the soup and fire, and never give up.

Suddenly, eight essence blood flew out from each of their eyebrows, gathering together to form a magic array, Ziwei was surprised, she didn't expect them to use a blood contract, which was the same contract as those demon pets.

Let it live, it will live, let it die, and let it die, then die.

Ziwei had no choice but to be shocked and accepted the magic into her body.

In an instant, Ziwei learned everything about the eight people.

Ziwei nodded to them and said, "Since you have chosen me to be your master, I will not let you down."

Stand down.

Eight people saluted and pushed out of the room, Ziwei said: I got this purple book, what should I do.

Zi Heng said with a smile: You should do this, Ziwei is a flower in front of her again, and she has arrived at a place similar to a military camp, a martial arts arena, and all kinds of weapons.

There are also woods in the distance, etc.

Crape Myrtle is a stranger to this place and has never been here.

Zi Heng's voice once again remembered in Ziwei's mind: This is an illusion, a cultivation place for the successors of the Zi family in the past generations, and it has nothing to do with our shijie, and I am the master of this illusion realm, I will know everything you move, okay, you go and do your own thing.

Ziwei called the emperor's grandfather a few times, but no one paid attention, so she walked alone to sit cross-legged under the big tree at the edge of the woods, and Ziwei carefully opened the purple classic.

Oh, the unthinkable happened.

Crape Myrtle just turned the first page, a few pictures, a few words, but the pictures, each text, fell off from the purple classic, one by one, according to the page number, flew into Ziwei's mind in turn, in the depths of that mind, deeply rooted.

The purple canon is also divided into nine types, which deal with the nine orders.

The first level of foundation laying, Zidian majors in soul, so it is very important for soul cultivation, and the second level of soul cultivation is to further cultivate and consolidate one's Yuan Shen.

The third order of the god stage, the first order of the primary stage of zuihou, prepares for the leap.

The fourth order of flying over the stage, this can be said to be a qualitative leap, when people cultivate to this level, they can enter the Tao with their souls.

The fifth order of refining gods, when you reach this level, you can basically be regarded as a master, and you can already do everything in the sky.

The sixth order, which is a very important level, is related to a cultivator's future name, the soul transformation level.

People of the seventh order can be called masters, and generally rare appearances are called god-killing levels.

The eighth layer can already enter the ranks of peerless masters, and generally those at this level are the masters of a gang or the lords of a state, and those who can enter this ranks are already extremely rare.

It is known as the Soul Destroying Stage.

The ninth layer is as rare as a rarity, if it appears, it will be able to dominate the mainland side, no one will defeat the enemy, and when you reach this layer, you can live forever.

And in this layer of the purple canon - the purple qi comes from the east.

Zuihou, after the book was read automatically, only a purple cover and a blank sheet of paper remained, which gradually dissolved into powder, gently dissipated from between crape myrtle's hands, and disappeared with the wind.

The words were played back and forth in my mind like a projector, and Ziwei's eyes were gently closed, to feel the soul impact brought by the purple classic.

There are several major cultivation origins in the mainland, one is the "Purple Classic" of the Zi family, which focuses on morality and pays attention to formation gossip.

One is the "Xiaoyao Sutra" in Xiaoyao City, which majors in Confucianism and pays attention to Haoran Tiangang.

There is also Zhu Rongcheng's "Zhu Rong Decision", which majors in the Buddha's heart and pays attention to everything inside.

These three are known as the three major cultivation codes of the Perfect Continent, but these are all things that the three royal families have never passed on.

Therefore, it is difficult for people to find it.

I can only go to some academies to learn spells that are not too clever and some cultivation skills.

On the mainland, the so-called cultivation is very scattered, but most of them generally major in soul power.

Therefore, all the monks cultivated in the "Purple Classic" are divided into innate (including foundation building and consecration), and this is not important.

Starting from the soul is the threshold of truly stepping into the cultivation.

Into the soul, latent soul, melt the soul, transform the soul, sub-soul, ancient soul, true soul, return to the soul, holy soul.

Every three steps is a big threshold, and every time these three steps are reached, when the steps are broken, there will be a heavenly tribulation, and many geniuses will die on this terrible heavenly punishment.

Soul entry, soul latent soul, soul melting, transformation, the first three orders are called junior monks, and from the fourth order onwards, you can fly to the heavens and the earth, and enter everything.

When Ziwei saw this, her heart was excited.

But after the fourth level, each level is a world of difference, and if you talk about skipping the challenge, the probability is basically 0.

But there are also his advantages to this level, and the fourth-order soul transformation cultivator, even if he doesn't cultivate, will live for tens of thousands of years.

And not to mention the others.

Longer, tens of thousands of years, hundreds of thousands of years.

Until they reach the level of the Holy Soul, they can live forever and ascend to the immortal realm.

Ziwei suddenly opened her eyes, and as if she was crazy, she raised her head to the sky and let out a long roar.

This made her so excited.

What kind of concept is eternal life, if he was in his previous life, he would not have thought about it, but now he dares, and he suddenly sees the road ahead.

Once again, I shouted in my heart: I want to be stronger!

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But there are so many people who want to cultivate to the Holy Soul, but there are so few people who really reach that level, there is not one in ten thousand.

Ziwei's fiery new heart instantly cooled in half, but he was still very excited.

The Tianxing Zi family has always been in the hands of the descendants of the Zi family, which is an unchangeable and eternal fact, and there is a reason for this.

Because, the bloodline of the branch may not be concentrated enough, and there are some things on the purple canon that he can't use at all.

Back then, there were several branches of the Zi family who got a few things from nowhere and forcibly used them, but Zuihou only died in an explosion.

Their blood simply cannot withstand such a great purifying power.

Moreover, the City Lord of Heavenly Star City of each generation must have reached the level of the Holy Soul before he can take the position, if all the functions cannot make it a Holy Soul.

The castle lords of the previous generation will continue until the next few generations grow up.

The corners of Ziwei's mouth twitched, she didn't expect that the imperial grandfather who she saw every day was already immortal, no wonder she said that the last city lord and the last city lord were still playing the mainland.

It's all eternal life.

What else do you say?

The fanaticism in Ziwei's heart.

In the real shijie, Zi Heng sat on the throne and said to Zi Feng: I think back then, when I was locked up there by my imperial grandfather, after seeing it, I was even more surprised than him.

And when my father was the emperor, just looking at your expression, we were all the same.

Above the main hall, the laughter of Zi Heng and Zi Feng's father and son echoed for a long time.

Back in the fantasy world, Ziwei no longer fantasizes, he knows that fantasy is useless, only his actual actions are the most important.

If you want what you want, then the pit must be haode, so you have to put in more effort than usual.

After Ziwei's comparison, she knew that she was the innate foundation building period, and she didn't even enter the door, so she was embarrassed.

I feel very embarrassed, but I don't know that other people's years of hard work may be able to enter the foundation building period, but he just comprehended the number of meetings to achieve it, and it is so solid.

Once again, the mind is free of clutter, everything is evolving in the mind, and the weak soul power is swimming in the blood vessels, again and again, it is very difficult to open up those unopened meridians and acupuncture points.

That kind of heart-piercing pain, clenching his teeth tightly, he didn't teach a sound.

After those soul powers swam all over the body, Zuihou returned to the sea of eyebrows, where the endless ocean could be accommodated, but the little soul power of Ziwei was a trace of mist.

In the process of swimming, those soul powers were washing their bodies, and Zuihou brought out the dirty things in his body through sweat.

If you major in soul power, you will definitely raise your soul well.

But I still don't know where the soul is, and Ziwei is speechless.

When I opened my eyes and stood up, I felt extremely comfortable, but my body was dirty.

Shouting at the sky: Grandpa, I want water.

In an instant, the water in the sky slanted down, washing away the dirt on Ziwei's body and also washing away Ziwei's temper.

Zi Heng Dao: If you want to come out, just go to the martial arts arena and break all the spears standing around the martial arts arena with both hands before you can come out.

Ziwei complained bitterly in her heart, but on the surface, she was still very strong and said: I know, I will definitely do it.

Ziwei picked up a spear, which was longer than the two of them, after all, he was only 6 years old now.

Those hands were just able to hold the barrel of the gun, Ziwei bent for a long time and looked at it without even bending, and in a fit of anger, her soul power exploded.

With a movement of both hands, the gun snapped.

Ziwei glared at herself, looking incredible, but immediately went to break the second one, and broke it again, until Zuihou was one of them, sweating profusely, and her soul power was seriously overdrawn, and it was difficult to pick up the gun with both hands, and she didn't react for a long time, and she had to use the spear to support her body.

Taking a deep breath, Ziwei burst into a shout, and Liliang, who lifted his whole body, broke Zuihou's gun with difficulty.

And he, too, fell down in response, and he used the Liliang who stood up to break Zuihou's gun, and his little hands were full of blood.

This is hard to grind out.

Zi Heng sighed, but he couldn't be a little soft on Ziwei, and all of a sudden, he sent Ziwei back to his Ziwei Pavilion and let his two maids, Xiaoqing and Xiaoyu, take care of it.

And he also found his third emperor brother Ziwen to talk about something...... (To be continued) for clicks, for recommendations, for comments, a small pen in this xiexie everyone.

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