The coffin of my life, the coffin of silence!

Isn't it just a coffin that is so great that you don't need to talk about it, what's the difference between understanding and not understanding?

Without expressing the thoughts in his heart, Lin Mochen said in a firm tone: "I will try to persist for a while." I'm not willing to give up like this, my wish hasn't come true yet?"

Mu Lao was not annoyed, "In your state, what's the difference between giving up and giving up?"

Without waiting for Lin Mochen to refute, he pulled Lin Mochen's consciousness in.

Mu Lao sat on the ground, surrounded not by the familiar coffin of loneliness, nor by the mysterious and abnormal law of loneliness, but by the turquoise walls.

Seeing Mu Lao again, Lin Mochen couldn't help but feel a little more down-to-earth and stable in his heart, a feeling of home.

Maybe it's the psychological effect.

"Evil breath enters the body. I just didn't want to give up. I'm just going to fight it and tell it that it's not that easy to kill me. I, Lin Mochen, knew that I would die, but I still had to die and struggle. ”

Looking at Lin Mochen, who was a little incoherent, Mu Lao showed a rare smile: "As long as you dare to insist, I can keep you from dying!"

"Don't comfort me, old grave. Life and death have long been sealed, I just want to symbolically fight to make this blood phoenix Neidan worth it. ”

"Blood Phoenix Neidan is a fart!" Mu Lao said disdainfully: "If it is used in other aspects, it is barely a treasure." But when it comes to decomposing vitality, it can only be counted as a thing. ”

Looking at Mu Lao, who was trembling, Lin Mochen's heart felt warm.

"Don't waste Mu Lao. If there is no result in a hundred years, there is no need for me to persist any longer. ”

In a hundred years, what else will they have left? Lin Mochen didn't dare to think about it, so he didn't think about it directly.

And even if he recovers and can cultivate, how long will it take to cultivate to the third generation of generals. A hundred years, two hundred years, or more.

All that's left is the detachment of the cross.

Those, does it make sense?

"Son, do you know me?"

The phantom of a tree appeared on Mu Lao's body, ancient, vicissitudes, long, huge, and heroic......

A charm that surpassed Lin Mochen's comprehension was entangled in his heart, and it was shocking like never before.

"The old man asked you to call me 'Mu Lao', it's the wood of wood. The reason why I recognize your connections so quickly is because I have a very high level of awareness of life. As long as you dare to persevere, the old man will be able to ensure that you will never lack life!"

Mu Lao?!

"Won't these affect your cultivation if these things don't affect you?"

"Of course there is, but it's nothing compared to the Coffin of Silence. ”

Mu Lao put away the phantom.

"In just a hundred years, it will consume a Blood Phoenix Desolate Inner Pill, and if it continues, it will be a literary number. Mu Lao, you don't have to lie to me. ”

"I don't blame you. Your knowledge is limited, and when you see Ming Zheng and Tu Zulang, you think you have reached the peak. In the real cultivation world, they can only barely be regarded as masters. You don't have to worry about me, if the old man thinks it's not worth it, he will naturally kick you away. ”

These words did not make waves in Lin Mochen's heart, no matter how happy he was.

I believed it. I'm going to try to keep going. But I can't guarantee that it hurts too much. ”

I don't know how long I lived, Mu Lao naturally saw that Lin Mochen was perfunctory to him, and did not continue to explain.

I didn't see it with my own eyes, and the emperor-level master was already the pinnacle on the bright side.

Moreover, it is not beneficial to know these based on the strength of the six generations of generals.

Nodding slightly, "The evil qi is an extremely high-level power in the earth, and after being refined by the Xuan Corpse for hundreds of millions of years, the power is unmatched. If it weren't for the fact that the network suppressed it in the bone marrow, you would have no chance of surviving. ”

"Even so, the evil qi is still wearing down the vitality of your body, and you need to replenish the vitality all the time. The pain in this, the emperor-level master can last for thousands of years, and he is definitely a strong-willed person. ”

"But Mo Chen, not only do you have endless vitality, but you also have the supreme treasure of the Coffin of Silence suppression, you will definitely be able to surpass them. ”

"There have been emperor-level masters who have encountered the same situation as me before?"

Lin Mochen thought that he had encountered this kind of situation, after all, he was the only one with the vitality of his connections.

"You are the only one in your realm, and the rest are either emperor-level masters or beyond this realm. ”

Lin Mochen pursed his lips to hide the joy in his heart, and a person with a network of vitality will elevate himself to the same treatment as those cattle people.

"Mu Lao, your Lonely Coffin can be used to suppress it, what should I do?"

"Although the two ideas are not yet perfectly integrated, they are still comparable to the preliminary perception rules. However, you don't have a real telekinesis manipulation method yet, so you can't help but discount it. I'm going to pass on a telekinetic method to you now, and it's almost enough to cultivate to the fourth layer. ”

Between the words, Lin Mochen had an additional exercise of "One Thought and Ten Thousand Laws" in his mind.

The mind was immersed, and despite the pain of the flesh, he began to study the exercises.

On the first level, the law gives birth to all thoughts, and pays attention to the idea of warmth. As soon as it was running, it was like taking off a layer of light yarn in my mind, and it became a little clearer.

For Lin Mochen, who is getting started with the idea of two realms, the benefit of this layer of exercises is that he completely understands the ideas he has.

Strike while the iron is hot.

The second layer is to give birth to me with all thoughts, pay attention to self-awareness, and perceive oneself with thoughts. Under the guidance of Lin Mochen, his thoughts rose and fell, sensing the situation of his body.

It's similar to the previous situation, but the things you see are more nuanced. In the depths of the veins, a faint dead gray lingered. As soon as the thought is closer, there is a tendency to dissolve.

"Evil Qi is the nemesis of all mental power and mental power, and your current horizontal distance is far from resisting it. Concentrate your heart and feel the true mound on the second floor"

Under Mu Lao's warning, Lin Mochen withdrew his mental power.

The mental power in his mind was tumbling, but he did not break through the second layer as he imagined.

"Feel me, give birth to me ......"

Ten thousand thoughts are to turn the original power of consciousness into mental power, and it is completed in the first layer.

Lin Mochen's mind suddenly flashed with inspiration, and countless thoughts formed a self in his mind. Then, countless thoughts dispersed, one thought first became a micro-self, then two, three......

On the second level, all thoughts are born and I am successful.

I turn all thoughts into thoughts.

One by one, the micro-self turned into one thought after another.

No, it shouldn't be such a simple conversion.

I read the exercises again.

I turn all thoughts into ten thousand thoughts, and pay attention to the word "transformation".

After becoming yourself with a thought again, perceive that thought through countless thoughts.

Pain!

A tearing pain suddenly appeared in his mind, and he instinctively hugged his head with his arms.