Author: Battle of Tiandu

Time passed, three months later.

Halfway up the mountainside of Xiaozhu Peak, in a misty cave, wisps of heaven and earth aura can be faintly seen, slowly gathering from this mountain forest.

These converging and mixed heaven and earth aura, like white ribbons, swirled to form a swimming snake, pouring into the body of the man who was meditating cross-legged on the futon at this time.

The young man shrouded in light, as the light on the surface of his body flowed, absorbing these heavenly and earth spiritual powers into his body, and then passing through his meridians and blood vessels, and transporting them to the Qi Sea Dantian.

He continued to refine and purify these mixed spiritual energy, and finally transformed it into a drop of pure spiritual power, which was stored in his lower abdomen dantian for his use.

This young man, who had been consolidating his cultivation realm for more than three months, had fine sweat stains on his slightly dark and ordinary face, and at this moment, under his closed eyelids, there were slight signs of movement in his second eyes.

The man's chest is slightly undulating one after the other, which is much smaller than that of ordinary people.

Although he seemed to be calmly cultivating with his eyes closed like a wooden stake, his brows were tightly knit and his facial muscles twitched slightly.

Then, the next moment, I saw a crack suddenly open at the corner of his mouth, and a bright red blood line flowed out along the gap at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, in the sea of consciousness of the young man, two figures of equal strength were fighting to the death, and all kinds of vicious moves were displayed one after another in these two almost transparent figures.

There was a burst of punches and kicks to the flesh, all of which hit each other hard, and the two almost identical figures wanted to kill each other.

"Where are you from?" said the figure who had the upper hand on the offensive at this moment, in a deep voice.

"Haha"......

The figure that was slightly inferior to half a point, with a hideous and terrifying face, a strange smile in its mouth, waved its fist deafly, and struck at the gloomy figure, unwilling to answer his question.

The gloomy figure, almost at the same time, he also raised his huge fist, and blasted away, a storm-like fist shadow, under the two of them sparing no effort and doing their best, this sea of consciousness was shattered.

"Although you look exactly like me, you are not the real me, but you are just a demon born of my thoughts, since this is the case, then don't blame me for being rude."

The figure with an extremely gloomy face said this, he suddenly raised his hand and pointed at his eyebrows, and shouted in a low voice: "Come out for me, help me kill this demon."

Almost the next moment, a white point of light suddenly flashed from the center of his eyebrows, and after a violent humming sound, a white disc with a milky halo suddenly appeared.

Wisps of the sluggish power of time, like a flood beast, rippled out of the white disc, and almost at that moment, this sea of consciousness was swept away.

At this moment, this wisp of the sluggish force of time suddenly stopped the fist, which was less than an inch away from the door in front of him.

On this fist as big as a sandbag, a tremendous force that moves the heart is constantly surging, and its power can almost shatter a mountain, and it contains a terrifying power that makes people feel terrified to see.

"I'm not reconciled, you...... You wait for me, and when you turn into a baby, I will make a comeback."

The hideous and terrifying figure said word by word, and then his figure collapsed, and immediately he turned into wisps of black smoke and disappeared into nothing in this sea of consciousness.

Beyond the sea of consciousness.

Lin Yunchen, who was meditating cross-legged in the cave mansion and consolidating his cultivation realm, slowly opened his eyes, let out a long breath of turbid breath in his mouth, then raised his sleeves, wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth, and took a few deep breaths with some palpitations.

Lin Yunchen didn't plan to get up immediately, so he reached into his arms, took out a pill to restore mana, and began to repair his wounded divine sense.

The repeated battles between him and the demons in his heart, each of them wanted to devour each other and become the master of this body, Lin Yunchen After this battle, although his divine sense was attacked a lot.

However, he defeated the other party unexpectedly, and the power of his divine consciousness was much stronger than when he had just built the foundation, so to speak, more than twice as powerful.

Thinking of such a fight between the original owner and the inner demon, it is almost impossible for the monks of the foundation building period and even the monks of the Jindan period to appear.

Lin Yunchen can be said to be an exception, he had a demon in his heart during the foundation building period, which was a great opportunity for him.

About a stick of incense after that.

As the protective light shield on Lin Yunchen's body dissipated, his consciousness and physical condition had already improved a little in this short period of time, his frowning brows immediately relaxed, and his face became as usual, calm and calm.

He raised his eyes to look at the empty cave mansion, and muttered to himself: "Calculate the time, it's almost three months! Finally, the realm of the early stage of foundation building has been consolidated, and there is no longer any need to worry about being eaten by the demons in my heart."

Lin Yunchen said this, he didn't care at all about what the demon said when he left, he didn't care at all, he didn't care if he could form a golden pill in the future.

There is almost no hope for half a point, in the future realm, condensed into the legendary Yuan Infant Period, let alone mention, it is almost impossible, and it is useless to think about it.

In fact, when Lin Yunchen had just succeeded in building the foundation, he vaguely felt that there was a trace of ominous aura in his heart, after reading some classics left by his predecessors.

Only then did Lin Yunchen know that in the hearts of some foundation building cultivators who had just advanced, there might have been a trace of divine thoughts and demons, and if they were not handled properly, they would become a big disaster in the future.

Regarding the heart demon, before Lin Yunchen entered the immortal cultivation realm, he still knew a little bit about it, after all, Lin Yunchen was also a scholar before.

I know that the demons in my heart are born from my own thoughts, and they must be destroyed by my own thoughts.

For example, the wicked person who has done a lot of evil, what they are most afraid of is that their restless demons will disturb their reason and mind, and encourage him to continue to do evil, so that he will always be restless, and he will not dare to appear in a crowded place, so he can only hide in that dark corner.

As the saying goes, a small good person has a vicious dog in his heart, and a great good person has a demon dragon in his heart.

In every normal person's heart, there is good and evil, and as for the good and evil, there will be more of them, and it is all up to one's own cautious weighing left and right and properly disposing of it.

Lin Yunchen's eyes flashed slightly, and after thinking about it again and again in his heart, he raised his hand and gently touched his forehead, and the peep mirror that had saved his life many times flashed out.

Lin Yunchen looked at the ordinary peep mirror in the palm of his hand, and had some inexplicable whims, "Why doesn't this look like a mirror, why is it called "you" peep mirror, is it because that person has a bad brain and gives you a name indiscriminately."

After this battle with the demons, some picture fragments inexplicably appeared in his mind, Lin Yunchen was in that moment, his eyes captured a picture, he seemed to see a brilliant door.

"No matter what he does, I'd better give it a try first and see if I'm mistaken."

As Lin Yunchen spoke, he cut a finger with his fingernail, and a drop of bright red blood flowed out, and then dripped into the peeping mirror, and then he began to chant silently according to the mantra he saw in his memory.

Probably dozens of breaths later.

The twelve notches on the surface of the Speculating Mirror slowly began to emit a milky white halo, and the master in the middle of it, under a blur, suddenly clicked, and then exploded.

The entire white disc suddenly began to tremble violently, Lin Yunchen's hand couldn't grasp this palm-sized disc a little, he couldn't help but be secretly frightened, but in his mouth, he still didn't want to stop, chanting that obscure mantra.

As the power of the white disc trembled, it became more and more intense, and finally broke away from Lin Yunchen's palm, it hovered in mid-air, and its surface suddenly began to change.

The runes hidden in them all lit up, and the twelve notches disappeared, and almost at the moment when the twelve notches disappeared, the surface of the runes was full of light, and an invisible pillar of light rushed to the sky.

However, at this moment, the white disc burst open, forming countless fragments, and the invisible pillar of light that rushed to the sky disappeared.

Lin Yunchen was stunned by the sudden change in front of him, looked at this incredible scene in a daze, and exclaimed in disbelief: "What is the situation, can you not be so scary." ”

Suddenly, the countless pieces that had broken apart began to reassemble one after the other, and almost after eight or nine breaths, a mirror with twelve corners appeared, after a flash of light.

Lin Yunchen, who was stunned on the spot, looked at the mirror in mid-air with a little dull gaze, and after a while, he scratched his head stupidly.

"Is this the real peep mirror, I blame myself for not knowing Mount Tai and looking at you wrongly." Lin Yunchen, who came back to his senses, flicked his fingers, and a mana was struck, wrapping the mirrors of the twelve corners one by one, and summoning them back to his hands.

"Let me see if there is that door in your stomach", Lin Yunchen carefully looked at the mirror in his hand, and another mana was injected into it, and then he closed his eyes.

In a trance, Lin Yunchen's divine consciousness power slowly entered this mirror, and soon after, a high wall towering into the clouds stood in front of him, blocking the way of Lin Yunchen's divine consciousness power.

On the gate, there is a line of small letters engraved on the seal.

"The Tao is nothing, it can not be speculated and studied, the Tao of cultivation, the emphasis is on cultivating the mind, the avenue is natural, everything is the five elements of yin and yang, if the person who comes can meditate on the three thousand avenues, you can enter this door, you can get immortality."

With the power of this divine sense, the moment I finished reading this paragraph, there was a violent stinging pain.

Lin Yunchen, who was sitting cross-legged in the cave, turned over and fell to the ground, fainting.

The mirror, which had originally turned into twelve corners, exploded with a thud and quickly reassembled into its original form.

A white disc, after the fragments were reassembled, then appeared, and it floated silently in the middle of the cave, slowly rotating.