Chapter Ninety-Seven: The Enemy Is Terrible

Zhu Yuan was very confident in his path as a Dao Master.

He firmly believes that holding on to oneness will not stop him.

Walking briskly forward, within a few minutes, a fiery sensation appeared on the tips of his fingers, and then spread rapidly, until he was in the cerebral marrow.

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Zhu Yuan shuddered.

Yes, he managed to touch the Orb of Consciousness.

However, a strange phenomenon has emerged.

Between Zhu Yuan's heart and the cerebral marrow, it was very hot and bright, but up and down his body, his skin and muscles were so cold that he trembled.

Such a strange state suddenly appeared in Zhu Yuan's body.

He didn't have time to think about it, he could only completely fall into consciousness and not give him a chance to escape.

If you can't succeed this time, wait until this strange feeling occurs next time, and I don't know when.

He let out a low roar and said slightly: "This world, can't stop me, and you can't do it." ”

"I am who I am, the eternal ray of hope, and I am going to do:

The patron saint of this world. ”

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Like a glass shattering on the ground, like the sound of doubt caused by a momentary power outage, it is more like a comet that accidentally crosses the sky, leaving people with eternal memories at the same time, has disappeared into the distance.

The sound is so special, and the feeling it brings to Zhu Yuan can be described as different, and it is transcendent.

If a person can only love once in his life, then the appearance of this voice brings Zhu Yuan a wonderful feeling when lovers confess to each other.

Satisfaction and happiness coexist, excitement and responsibility go hand in hand.

Yes, Zhu Yuan stretched out his hands to hug the ball of consciousness at this moment, tightly taking him into his arms, and even, he tried to integrate himself into it.

And at the moment when this thought appeared, the ball of consciousness moved.

It drilled directly into Zhu Yuan's body.

It only took a minute for him to completely enter Zhu Yuan's body.

Then he was very familiar with finding his place to stay for a long time, and after a while, he successfully completed the task and fused the memories that belonged to Zhu Yuan himself.

Zhu Yuan immediately smiled at the corner of his mouth and said slightly: "It seems that I succeeded." ”

From the outside, Zhu Yuan's body became almost white and flawless, like an unopened piece of jade, revealing the first light of the world, and the appearance of all people and things would defile this most pure thing of the first opening of heaven and earth.

Niu Mang's eyes showed surprise, and he couldn't believe what he saw.

Behind him, there stood a monk with a sword and a man with a jade tree in the wind, but slightly shrunken.

Although there was no color in the eyes of the two, they were really surprised and uneasy in their hearts.

Wu Qiankun said slightly: "Guardian of the continent, it is really him. This is true. ”

Feng Yu nodded, and said categorically: "The light of Lingshen has appeared, how can it not be?"

"This kid is better than me. This kind of thing will come out. ”

Then patting his chest, Feng Yu said worriedly: "Fortunately, this is not outside, if the gangsters find the light of Lingshen, even if they give everything they have, they will take action, and even if we old immortals shoot together, it will not help." ”

Niu Mang maintains a good habit when the big man speaks, that is, he never interjects.

But at the moment, he couldn't help it.

"As long as they dare, I will not spare any of them. ”

Niu is righteous and awe-inspiring, righteous and righteous, as if he is ready to dedicate himself at any time.

Wu Qiankun and Feng Yu glanced at each other and laughed at the same time.

Feng Yu took two steps forward, his slender white arm in the depths, slapped Niu Mang, and said: "If you want to say that, I can't help it, but I need to remind you to do it yourself." ”

Wu Qiankun also smiled: "Yes, those guys are not easy to deal with." ”

As soon as Niu Mang finished speaking, he regretted it.

Just as he was about to accept the reality, he suddenly heard such words, and a question suddenly appeared in his heart: What kind of character made the two god-level powerhouses show such uneasy emotions?

I couldn't calm my mind for a long time.

He retracted his previous adverbial and whispered slightly, "Who is it?"

Feng Yu shrugged his shoulders, made a bull mang's side, cocked Erlang's legs, looked directly at the clouds in the distance from the window, and said slightly: "It's not the number one enemy of Brother Gai back then, the organization established. ”

"That's?"

Feng Yu folded his mouth, and in the middle of his words, he suddenly stopped talking.

He seemed to remember the fact that he was unhappy, and he couldn't let go of his heart for a long time, and suddenly stopped talking.

After Niu Mang asked once, he didn't dare to ask again. In case he offends Feng Yu, he has no good fruit to eat.

A few minutes passed, and Feng Yu didn't have the momentum to prepare to speak.

His eyes showed remorse, his handsome face was distorted, his purple flowing hair was hung up by a gust of wind, and a kind of sorrow and melancholy appeared on Feng Yu's body.

This genius who has been fearless all his life and steals the world's genius will be sad because of one thing, I really don't know what kind of big thing it is.

When Wu Qiankun saw Feng Yu like this, he knew that he remembered the past.

He changed his posture, facing Zhu Yuan's body, and said in a low voice: "It's Banjiang that stains blood." ”

Banjiang is stained with blood, Niu Mang will not be a stranger, and he has even dealt with him many times.

But he didn't expect that the strength of the other party made the god-level powerhouses so jealous.

And from Feng Yu's expression, it can be seen that Gai Shuangtian has suffered a lot of losses in the hands of Banjiang's blood.

What kind of strength is this?

Niu Mang felt that the blood stained in Banjiang he had seen before was just the tip of the iceberg, he was just a blind man touching an elephant, a blind leaf, like a frog at the bottom of a well.

He said unconsciously, "How could it be him?"

"How could it be him?"

Wu Qiankun continued to explain: "Mercenaries and killers are relative, just like thighs and arms, each performing its own duties, each standing in its own position, the well water does not interfere with the river water, occasionally crosses the line, and it is extremely easy to control, but once the other party's strength intervenes between the two and breaks the original balance, it will be absolutely fatal to the two." ”

When Niu Mang heard this, he had already guessed what strength it was.

"Ghost Country!"

Wu Qiankun didn't answer, but nodded his head three times.

Niu Mang understood, he guessed correctly.

It was precisely because of the intervention of the ghost country that the balance between the two was broken and became the fuse.

It only takes an opportunity to go to war.

Obviously, the opportunity then came.

Niu Mang even guessed that the breeding and development of this fuse, and even the final outbreak, were related to the man in front of him who was lying on the bed, motionless, and his whole body emitted a spiritual light.

Even he suspected that it was the appearance of the man in front of him that led to the great war.

Although it is groundless, Niu Mang firmly believes it.

To be able to unite the strongest monks outside the five major forces and fight for them is something that ordinary small things or small people can't do, at least it needs the kind of person who can decide the future situation.

Zhu Yuan is undoubtedly the best choice.

The consciousness finally found its own memories completely, and it only took a very short time to successfully merge.

Zhu Yuan only felt that his whole body was clear, and a wonderful energy began to swim all over his body, unimpeded, without encountering the slightest resistance, when the twelve main veins were finished, under the inner vision, Zhu Yuan found that countless bright spots appeared on his body, corresponding to three hundred and sixty-five acupoints.

"I see. ”

The light of Lingshen never disappeared, and it shone directly on Zhu Yuan's body, and layers of faint clouds and mist on his body converged into a mysterious and obscure rune.

Zhu Yuan's consciousness was awake, and when he saw the rune, he was very surprised.

"The Spirit Shen Fragment is really worthy of being the most quintessential thing, and it can actually emit the light of the Spirit Shen. ”

Yes, the light of Lingshen comes from the essence of Zhu Yuan's body.

With the help and support of the runes, the rest is much easier.

In the flexibility and change, you can find your true source of strength, concentrate or disperse, and let yourself play.

This is the second point of the void of the mountains.

Zhu Yuan passed this level very quickly, and it only took ten minutes to complete it.

This depends on the appearance of the light of spiritual sinking, after all, whether the mind is concentrated or not, the biggest impact is the collection and release of broken qi. And the spirit essence is the highest combination and willpower that represents the breaking qi.

Is the so-called mastering of the pivot key, and the rest still a problem?

It's impossible!

Forget, completely forget.

This is also very simple compared to Zhu Yuan.

Basically, it is easy to master, and it is a state of coming and going when it is called.

If anything?

Only if you can get back to your original state after forgetting, or whether you can go deep into the bone marrow.

There are many types of forgetting, such as complete forgetting, intermittent forgetting, proficient forgetting, and convulsive forgetting.

There are many, many more, and I won't list them all.

What Zhu Yuan needs to remember is proficiency forgetting.

This is not a problem for Zhu Yuan.

After all, since he was a child, he was able to walk the end and starting points of hundreds of thousands of roads in Yuanshan Town, as well as the names of places, and he couldn't do it without a good memory.

How is it possible to deal with beggars and small traders and vendors in the neighborhood without writing down something?

It was as if a voice was calling out to him.

"Twenty percent, thirty-five percent ......"

Zhu Yuan's expression was rigorous and meticulous, as if he had seen a holy envoy.

Listening to the most instinctive voice can make you more courageous and wise.

At first, it was Xingchen Kuiyun and Shending, then it was the Dao Pattern Technique, and then the exercises on the wordless scriptures, sword moves, sword patterns, and sword domains had to be completely forgotten.

Do your own thing, and you'll be more than half successful.

Zhu Yuan spent more than ten minutes in this state.

Zhu Yuancai was able to get out of the state of forgetting, exhaled slightly, and said, "It should have succeeded." ”

After speaking, Zhu Yuan stood abruptly on the sea of heaven, looking at the surging and splashing ocean in front of him, and said, "This is where the dream begins." ”

"People should be down-to-earth and move forward one oar. ”

As soon as these words came out, he felt that his body had been sublimated like never before. And in the next moment, he felt like he had forgotten.

That kind of complete forgetfulness cannot be expressed in words.

He couldn't think of the slightest exercise, but when he wanted to use it, he could easily play it.

There was a voice in my heart whispering silently, ten percent... Nine percent...

It represents that you are about to forget completely, and fall into a state of complete amnesia.

8 percent ...... Per cent......

Zhu Yuan's body gradually became transparent, slowly disappearing into nothingness, and there was not the slightest trace of it.

If it disappears completely, then he has completed forgetting and successfully survived the mountain.

"I don't believe it, I can't make it. ”

Zhu Yuan snorted lightly, quickly attacked, and then jumped up and began to look forward to his heavenly sea.

It's like a victor visiting his own territory, and the sense of pride, pride, is incomparably enjoyable and comfortable.

Obviously, Zhu Yuan is in this state at the moment.

He thought silently in his mind, four percent... Three percent... Per cent.

And one last time, there is only one step away from success, as long as he climbs it, he will have nothing to fear.

"I'm going to make it. ”

Zhu Yuan said so.

Yes, he did.

A very crisp sound appeared in my ears.

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