Dai Daojin stood still, looking down at the location of the earthwork just now, which was flat and neat, and there was nothing unusual.

Carefully comprehend what happened just now, when the "Circumferential Earth Strength" was running, it was not the traditional refining and refining qi, which was transformed by its own essence and blood, but was directly taken from heaven and earth.

This cultivated true qi is free and spiritual, and when it is first born, it is very susceptible to the influence of the cultivator's thoughts, or the two influence each other.

Conversely, if the state of mind is insufficient, the stronger the true qi is, the stronger the spirituality, and the two influence each other, the greater the influence of the cultivator, the greater the desire, and if the state of mind is insufficient, it will be controlled by its own desires until it is completely out of control, and then the "Heavenly Tribulation" will arise on its own.

Wangui Zang is like this, he was originally a merchant under Xicheng, comprehending the way of heaven from the way of business, and cultivating the "Six Void Skills of Circulation" for thousands of miles a day, but unfortunately the Taoist heart is easy to obtain, but it is difficult to keep. Martial arts is originally to fight bravely and ruthlessly, to bully the weak, and not to kill the gods, how easy it is to say. The stronger his martial arts, the greater his ambitions, and he gradually couldn't control the desires and ambitions in his heart, and finally fell into human desire and was devoured.

If it weren't for the fact that he had concentrated on seclusion and stopped using force for decades, and then Lu gradually broke the six void poisons with the "method of dividing demons", I am afraid that he would inevitably die a tragic death under the catastrophe.

The most important thing is that this method follows the innate eight trigrams, eight kinds of internal strength, each of which is different in nature, after combining the two into one, it is practiced into a chaotic qi, this group of true qi is different from any internal strength in the world, no need to guide, natural growth, it can be said that once the martial arts are on the body, they can no longer get rid of it.

The infinite growth of true qi will inevitably face two tests, one is the meridians, and the increase in water flow will inevitably have higher requirements for the river, otherwise the embankment will be destroyed and people will die; the other is the state of mind, and the growth of true qi must have a corresponding state of mind to control.

Dai Daojin thought of this, and said softly: "Seek the infinite way with a limited body......"

Immediately, he sighed softly.

Even though there are many drawbacks in this mental method, there are still countless people who go forward and follow suit, just because after practicing to the top, they open the way in the mountains, turn into dragons in the water, and Feng Xuan resists the wind, which is almost no different from immortals.

And......

Dai Daojin's eyes flashed, this skill has been practiced to the fullest, since it can mobilize the power of wind, thunder, water and fire, heaven, earth and mountains for his own use, if it is based on this, as long as he is strong enough, he may not be able to control the water veins and earth veins in the world, change the sky and the earth in a wave of his hand, sink the ground into the sea, pull the water into the peak, the wind and tsunami between the breaths, the world Zeguo, who in the world can resist it?

It's not a dream to be alone against the country.

Dai Daojin couldn't help but smack his lips and shook his head, but the thoughts in his mind lingered.

......

At night, in a deep house, in the study, candlelight flickered.

Behind the desk, a scribe in Tsing Yi was bowing his head, holding a pen in his hand, writing something, and several figures stood below, waiting silently.

No one spoke, and the only thing left in the study was the burning candles and the occasional crackling sound.

After a while, the scribe in Tsing Yi stopped writing and raised his head, only to see a rectangular face, full of heaven, and a handsome appearance, with a wisp of black beard, which was even more elegant and elegant, and his temperament was extraordinary.

In particular, the eyes are extremely bright, dark and deep, and the wisdom is hidden.

The Tsing Yi scribe's voice was magnetic, "Not returned." ”

Among the few people standing in front of him, there was an old man who walked out, this person was dressed in linen straw sandals, with a huge head, but a thin neck, and he was wearing a half-cut Confucian shirt, like a short coat worn by a child, and the whole person looked quite funny.

He walked to the back of the desk, stood behind the Tsing Yi scribe, and between his movements, there was a squeak sound, pushing the Tsing Yi scribe out from behind the desk, it turned out that the Tsing Yi scribe was actually sitting in a wheelchair, his legs were empty, and he swayed gently as the wheelchair walked.

The man with the big head then picked up another cup of tea and handed it to the scribe.

The scribe took a sip, his bright eyes looked at the person standing below, and smiled gently: "Zhiwei, what are you looking for me?"

Qin Zhiwei was obviously extremely respectful to this person, and bowed down and said, "Lord...... Host, stay with me...... ...... at home That guy ...... yesterday Yesterday, go ...... Let's go. ”

It turned out that this Tsing Yi scribe was Qin Zhiwei's robber, the lord of Xicheng Tianbu, and Shen Zhouxu, nicknamed "Tiansuan", and his six major robbers "tasted a little and never forgot to live, and the Xuantong ghost nose was immeasurable", and Qin Zhiwei was "a little taste".

When Shen Zhouxu heard this, he didn't care and said, "Let's go." ”

Qin Zhiwei sighed, his expression slightly depressed.

At this time, the old man with the big head smiled and said: "Master, after you heard the fried fish talk about that person half a year ago, after you pondered, you said, 'This person ate your fish, but there was no reaction, he is not a simple person, if he has any situation in the future, report it to me in time.'" That's why the fish fry comes to you. ”

As he spoke, the old man shook his head, obviously a little proud of his memory of his master's casual words half a year ago, and by the way, there were some jokes that Shen Zhouxu's memory was not as good as his.

This big-headed old man is none other than Mo Yi, one of the six major slaves, who does not read any books, never forgets his eyes, and has a super strong memory.

Shen Zhouxu had long been accustomed to the naïve nature of these slave robbers, and he didn't care, but when he heard this explanation, he also reflected, nodded, looked at Qin Zhiwei and smiled: "Well, I know, other than that, is there anything else?"

Qin Zhiwei thought for a moment and said, "It's still ...... And him...... Take a ...... A green-headed ...... The girl who made it. Immediately, Xianbi's appearance was described.

When Mo Yi heard this, he immediately said: "This girl, isn't it the earth Xianbi?" He has an excellent memory, and the people and things he has seen are all remembered in his head.

Shen Zhou's brows furrowed slightly, how did the people from the ground come to Nanjing? Then I thought of the news that came a few days ago, a disciple in the ground injured his fellow disciples, went out of the ground, and stole the Zhen Ministry's peerless "Tai Sui Sutra", could it be that it was to hunt down this person?

After thinking for a long time, he asked, "Have you seen where they went?"

Qin Zhiwei shook his head.

Shen Zhouxu asked again: "Since it was yesterday, why shouldn't you come late to report?"

Qin Zhiwei hung his head and didn't dare to look at him, and said in a muffled voice: "Forget ...... Forgot. ”

Suddenly, Mo Yi next to him let out a laugh, causing Qin Zhiwei to look at him angrily, Mo Yi ignored it, but instead held his head high and was triumphant, his appearance was a little funny.

Shen Zhou was silent for a moment, sighed lightly, and said to the other person standing in the study: "I haven't returned, let people check the whereabouts of these two people." ”

The man was standing in a slightly darker place, wearing a hat under which he was pale, as if he had not seen the sun for a long time, and a scar from his forehead to his neck, and his flesh rolled up, which was extremely terrifying, like a strange snake coiled on his face.

This person is Shen Zhouxu's six major slaves in the "immeasurable" Yan Weiwei, this person's robbery power gathered in his feet, coming and going like the wind, immeasurable strength, traveling thousands of miles a day, treading water without a trace, when he was about to die, he was rescued by Shen Zhouxu, willing to rob slaves, and loyal to Shen Zhouxu.

After Yan Weigui listened, he was silent, arched his hand and turned to leave.

Shen Zhou looked at him and left, thinking with his eyes, this Nanjing City passed through his layout, and the dark lines were all over it, as long as these two people did not leave this place, he was not worried that he would not find it.