The young monk walked and gave birth to a lotus flower.

After all, it was one of the five emperors, Zhuo Yuming's heart was weak for a while, and he wanted to retreat. But since entering this mustard seed space, he has never been able to manipulate his body, and can only watch the young monk get closer and closer.

"Since the donor has a little Buddha heart from his uncle, then Liuchen has formed a relationship with the donor. Uncle Shi's last wisp of divine thought has died, and this world is about to be annihilated, so the little monk will send the donor out. I believe that in the future in the ethereal spirit world, the little monk and the benefactor should have a chance to meet again. ”

The spirit of the ghost Rulai was full of compassion and whispered to Zhuo Yuming. This Buddha fate has belonged to him for a long time, but now it is obtained by people outside the Buddha in front of him, but there is no resentment on his face.

The young monk suddenly took a step, and his whole body crashed into Zhuo Yuming, and a burst of golden light flashed, just like a phantom, crashed into Zhuo Yuming's body and disappeared.

The young man sitting cross-legged on the ground suddenly opened his eyes.

In front of me is still the flying painting wall.

Zhuo Yuming stood up and looked around, surrounded by sparse figures. The moon was already hanging in the sky overhead, and the stars were looming.

It seems that he has only just fallen into the mustard seed world of the old monk for more than an hour. From the chaos into the clouds, to the two questions and answers with the old monk, and finally the appearance of the ghost, it obviously feels like it's just half a cup of tea. His deity had been sitting in front of this painting wall for almost two hours, and when his divine sense came out before, it was just sunset. Looking back, he actually left his body and stayed here for so long, let alone the assassin of Yoika Mountain, I am afraid that any low-level monk can easily damage his body. After coming back to his senses, Zhuo Yuming couldn't help but be afraid for a while.

In fact, most of the monks are reluctant to go out of their bodies and travel far away with their original spirits. Because without the primordial spirit, the body is like a statue, but if anyone approaches, it is at the mercy of slaughter. Therefore, when a monk travels far away, he will inevitably place his body in an absolutely safe place such as the secret room of the master or the private forbidden cave, and there are often fellow disciples or disciples guarding him. Zhuo Yuming's previous out-of-body actions were not reckless, he only released part of his divine consciousness to observe the mural outside his body, but if there was a change, he could withdraw his divine consciousness at any time, but unexpectedly, all his divine consciousness would be sucked into the small world, and he was forcibly cut off from the physical body.

This trip has gone through variables, except for a few more words of Buddha's verses, I still have no clue about that bit of Buddha's light. After a busy trip, Zhuo Yuming had no choice but to return.

When I returned to the Ascending Pavilion and passed by the door of Shu Jinran's room, I found that the room was still brightly lit, and there was a faint sound of my body moving, presumably practicing boxing again. Zhuo Yuming didn't know that she didn't know how good it was, but what was the benefit of practicing boxing moves, after all, he only knew a little about martial arts cultivation.

There are three martial arts in the world: boiling the body, enriching the fist intention, and improving the body. And Shu Jinran keeps punching every day, and he can't figure out which one he is strengthening.

After hesitating for a moment, he withdrew his right hand, which had just raised to knock on the door, and walked back to his room.

He revealed his heart to Shu Jinran during the day, but the other party's reaction was not as he wished. Although no matter whether the two talk and interact on weekdays or Shu Jinran shows concern for herself, it shows that she has no bad feelings towards herself, but after all, she still didn't give herself a positive answer today. Otherwise, how could I go to the flying painting wall to comprehend the Buddha fate of Nalaoshzi, at this time it should be the willow tops on the moon, and people are about after dusk.

Zhuo Yuming sat at the table, looking at the bright moon wheel in the night sky through the open window, stunned.

For some reason, the bright moon Qinghui looked at it, and it seemed to gradually transform into a smiling face of Miss Shu.

"Alas, is it true that the woman in the world is the biggest obstacle on the path of cultivation? Senior brother, senior brother, senior brother has not understood the truth of your golden words until today. Senior brother is now full of demons and is at a loss, I really want to listen to your earnest teachings, senior brother. ”

I recalled my previous life, the elder brother of the famous lover in a state, and the complex face of the senior brother who hugged his neck several times and told the woman in the world who was enchanting, grinding people's dignity, and destroying the heart of humanity, and was willing to bear the suffering of all beings in heaven and earth with his own body. couldn't help but sigh, Zhuo Yuming covered his face with his hands and muttered in a low voice.

Suddenly, there was a movement in his arms.

Zhuo Yuming took out a pocket flying sword with a silver-white body and a length of about six inches from the jade pen in his arms. At this time, the flying sword was trembling slightly, and it emitted an extremely low sword sound.

In a flash, a white light shot out of the window and hovered between Zhuo Yuming's fingers.

It was a small flying sword that was no different from Zhuo Yuming's other hand.

Zhuo Yuming threw a wisp of divine consciousness into it, and after a while, he loosened his fingers, and then pinched his hand, and the flying sword turned into white light again and broke out of the window. Zhuo Yuming also took the original flying sword into his arms.

This flying sword is a multi-type communication flying sword, and there are several refining places in the Void Spirit Realm that specialize in refining this kind of magic weapon for long-distance communication between monks. Between the two flying swords, relying on each other's imprint sensing, they can track themselves. The monk only needs to write the transmitted information with his divine consciousness on the jade tablet embedded in the flying sword, and then the receiving monk will immerse and read it with his divine sense. After refining this kind of communication magic weapon, the imprint between the two is extremely sensitive, and it can support communication across multiple states, which is extremely convenient. The only deficiency is that it is easy to be intercepted by other monks on the high-altitude path.

This one in Zhuo Yuming's hand was given by the Sword Saint when he visited the two celestials in the Demon City before. And the flying sword that just broke through the sky was issued by the Sword Master. After Zhuo Yuming received the summons from the Sword Master, he engraved the content of the reply inside, and the Flying Sword of the Summons would naturally follow the trail of the flying sword on the Sword Master's body and automatically fly back.

After sending away the flying sword, Zhuo Yuming pondered about his own cultivation again.

At present, the Emperor Sutra is in order, and the improvement of cultivation is just an accumulation process of water drops and stones. After decades of cultivation, the Divine Night Thunder Method and the Tongtian Divine Urn will not have much of a breakthrough in the short term. The Eight Desolation Divine Knife has just become a small success, and the cultivation method of the two elephants of wind and fire with short boards has also gone to the forefront. The shortcomings of the two elephants of wind and fire are made up, and after the four elephants of water, fire, wind and thunder go hand in hand, they will naturally improve. As for the four elephants of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, it depends on the monk's own perception, and there is no other auxiliary method at all.

The key to the refining method of the dragon trick lies in the essence and blood of the dragon, and it must rely on external objects, so you have to pay more attention on the road in the future. After all, the improvement of the physique, for the Qi Refiner, is equivalent to improving the ability to save life, and the importance is self-evident.

In fact, Zhuo Yuming's saddest thing is the magic power of blue eyes and white pupils.

The blue eyes can break through the vanity, and the white pupils are in charge of attacking. Once such a strange and unpredictable pupil technique is achieved, it will undoubtedly be a huge increase in one's own combat power.

It's a pity that the cultivation difficulty of the blue-eyed and white-eyed pupils is even more difficult than the Eight Desolation Divine Sword, and it seems that it is necessary to pay more attention to see if you can find the heavenly and earthly treasures that can help improve the pupil power.