To practice? or not to practice?

Wang Zhi's mind is now full of this question.

Five Hearts to Heaven is the most orthodox method of cultivating immortals, and after countless years of experience in the cultivation world, this should be the most secure way to cultivate.

Those profound immortal kings have no way of knowing, but they are not much different from each other.

But in Wang Zhi's opinion, the cultivation method demonstrated by the little figure in front of him was not only a different way, it was simply a great rebellion!

Could it be that this aura is drawn from the earth?

Absurd!

If you go crazy, it's no joke!

Wang Zhi's face was entangled, the heavens and men were at war in his heart, and he couldn't tell the difference between the top and the bottom for a while, whether to try the cultivation method of this figure was really a difficult choice for him.

At this moment, the figure suddenly dissipated, and a bubble exploded in the center of the jade plate, rippling in the spring water, breaking up the moon shadow like a jade plate.

Naturally, the black villain has also disappeared!

Wang Zhi's expression suddenly became panicked, looking at the rippling ripples from afar, his eyes contained various emotions such as nervousness, remorse, and self-blame, for fear that this figure would never appear again.

The world of cultivating immortals pays the most attention to the word "chance", and even miscellaneous servants like Wang Zhi have heard the story of many low-level disciples who soared into the sky and became powerful monks after getting the opportunity.

Could it be that it was because of his own hesitation that this opportunity slipped away from his eyes?

Wang Zhi couldn't help but feel full of remorse in his heart, although the villain's actions were all memorized by him, but a voice sounded from the bottom of his heart, that is, if he cultivated alone without the guidance of that figure, the end would definitely not be much better!

The king stared at the ripples and splashed so hard that the sweat from his forehead fell into his eyes without blinking.

"Poof!"

Another bubble exploded in the center of the ripples, and the spring splashed Wang Zhi's body, but he didn't care at all, staring at the ripples that were slowly calming down, and there were bloodshots in his eyes.

"Hahahaha......" When the water waves calmed down, Wang Zhi burst into laughter, and the sudden sound of laughter in the silent woods startled a group of birds.

What can make Wang Zhi's mood change abruptly is naturally related to the mysterious villain.

I saw that on the surface of the spring water that was gradually calming, the reflection of the moon like a jade plate reappeared, followed by the small figure sitting in the middle of the jade plate.

At this time, Wang Zhi was no longer entangled, because he had already seen through his own heart.

What about the secret method of the Demon Dao? What can the enemy of the whole world do?

The world of immortal cultivators relies on cultivation! It is the fist! It is the heroic ambition and heroic spirit that dares to practice against the sky!

Since there is a secret method of cultivation in front of you and an opportunity to change your fate, why not practice it?

Train!

At this time, the clear moonlight reflected when the blue waves rippled reflected on Wang Zhi's face, adding a sense of tenacity to it.

Wang Zhi barely supported his tired body, lifted his aching thighs with his hands, and sat cross-legged, his soles and palms pressed against the ground, trying to do the same as the figure.

When Wang Zhi completed this action, the villain in the middle of the jade plate suddenly shook for a moment, and it recovered in a blink of an eye, but if you look closely, you will find that it seems to be much more illusory than before.

At this time, the small spirit seed in Wang Zhi's dantian was emitting a faint light, and after a while, I saw this spirit seed spit out a drop of round, droplet-shaped things in the chaos and darkness.

If there were a foundation building monk who could see Wang Zhi's dantian at this time, he would definitely be surprised.

This is clearly an aura droplet that will only appear when the aura is so rich that it will appear to a certain extent!

And those who can achieve this level of liquid in the spiritual energy in their bodies are all foundation building monks. Even condensing such a small drop of spiritual liquid is already a sign of breaking through from the Qi refining period to the foundation building period!

It's just that at this moment, Wang Zhi didn't know anything about what was happening in the dantian, and it wasn't until the drop of spiritual liquid jumped out of the dantian restlessly that Wang Zhi was slightly aware.

It's just that at this time, the drop of spiritual liquid that broke away from the dantian had melted away like spring and snow, turning into a few wisps of rich spiritual energy that drilled into the flesh and blood of Wang Zhi's body, and disappeared without a trace.

At this time, Wang Zhi only felt that his abdomen was a little strange, but because he didn't eat dinner today, he thought it was caused by hunger, so he didn't pay attention.

When Wang Zhi followed the example of the little black man and bent his spine into an arc, he seemed to hear a voice ringing in his ears, like the murmur of a ghost.

"Cultivating the truth in the everlasting, cultivating wisdom without self, cultivating the mind in silence, fasting for the sacred, and emptiness for the king......"

At this time, the villain had disappeared, as if it had completed its mission, and at this moment, the mutation began!

Listening to the whispering in his ears, Wang Zhi's mind gradually calmed down and became empty, and soon he was too void and began a big dream.

And in this small corner of the Imperial Sword Sect, the aura between heaven and earth surged at the moment when Wang Zhi lost his mind, surging towards the shore of the clear spring where Wang Zhi was located like boiling water.

The violent wave of aura set off a wave of maple in the woods, and even blew a few toads lying on the stones to roll a few times, but all of them disappeared without a trace when they reached Wang Zhi's body.

At this moment, Wang Zhi's body was like a black hole, absorbing all these spiritual energy, even if a long time had passed, there was still no trace of spiritual energy overflowing.

It's just that the aura between heaven and earth has its limit after all, and at this time, it has just fallen into the night, and the aura has not yet reached the most intense moment, and the aura around Wang Zhi has been absorbed in a very short time.

The gradual thinning of the aura seemed to cause dissatisfaction with the black hole in Wang Zhi's body, only to see that the air around Wang Zhi suddenly sudden, and a more huge suction force emanated from his body, making all the weeds beside Wang Zhi crawl towards him, as if the people of the mortal world knelt down to worship their emperor.

And the aura that had not been affected before was also driven by this suction at this time, swept in, and all of them were incorporated into the bottomless pit.

The aura around Wang Zhi's body has been so thick that it has formed a line of aura practice, and from a distance, it seems that countless milky white tentacles have grown on his body, stretching into this piece of heaven and earth.

It's just that under such a huge infusion of aura, Wang Zhi's cultivation has not increased significantly, and the aura seeds in the dantian are still chaotic, and there is not even a wisp of aura.

If Wang Zhi was still conscious, he would have found that the massive aura had not entered the dantian, but had all bypassed the dantian and entered his stomach!

According to the common sense of the immortal cultivation world, such a huge amount of spiritual energy, not to mention entering the internal organs, should have exploded and died the moment these huge spiritual qi entered the physical body.

At this time, the pain that vaguely appeared on Wang Zhi's face also made people wonder if he would explode in the next moment.

In fact, at this time, the meridians in Wang Zhi's body had begun to be unable to withstand such a violent aura, and many meridians had begun to break in unison.

The pain was so great that Wang Zhi couldn't help but let out a muffled snort.

But at this time, the aura that the drop of spiritual liquid turned into emerged at this time, forming a network-like filling at the broken part of its meridians, so that the meridians of its whole body were not completely broken, but were in a state of broken threads.

It's just that this is only temporary, if these meridians can't be repaired soon, Wang Zhi will probably not even think about cultivating in this life!

At this moment, a mysterious power entered Wang Zhi's body and began to repair these meridians, while guiding the direction of this spiritual energy surge.

And the source of this mysterious power is under Wang Zhi's body!

To be precise, this power comes from the earth!

This mysterious power poured into Wang Zhi's feet and palms, leaving behind a grayish-yellow liquid after passing through the meridians of his limbs.

The liquid quickly solidified into patches of cuticles that not only filled in the damaged meridians, but also strengthened the meridians throughout the body like armor. The cold texture revealed its sturdy characteristics, and it was also this stratum corneum that protected Wang Zhi's meridians from being blown up by these aura.

And the place where these colored liquids are most concentrated is Wang Zhi's stomach, the gray-yellow stratum corneum is slowly integrated into the flesh and blood under the immersion of massive aura, and a quaint and wild aura is spreading.

At this time, Wang Zhi's stomach had become unrecognizable, and just by looking at it, there was a violent intention to devour all things, and countless spiritual energy poured into it, and even the water could not splash.

And in the miscellaneous service place not far from the foot of this mountain, several miscellaneous disciples who chose to cultivate at this time were suddenly shocked to find that no matter how hard they tried to operate the Qi Cultivation Decision, they could not find a wisp of spiritual energy from this heaven and earth, as if those spiritual qi had disappeared at the same time.

But after these handymen couldn't figure it out, they could only go to bed early and forget about it, after all, the daily handyman work was not so easy to do. Instead of having that time to think about something that has nothing to do with you, it is better to rest early and recover your strength.

So, on this silent and deserted night, a small handyman disciple began the craziest cultivation in his life.

It was also the first metamorphosis in his life!

......

Tick, tick.

A few drops of early morning dew drip along the leaves of the fresh grass into the spring water, creating a few ripples.

A small shrimp swimming slowly approached the shore and stopped in front of a pebble immersed in the spring water.

This kind of shrimp is a low-level spiritual creature of the Imperial Sword Sect, and it is generally used as one of the auxiliary materials for making spiritual food in the stove fire room, and its meat is delicious.

It's just that this spirit shrimp is not on this pebble to rest.

I saw that the two long whiskers in its jaw were constantly shaking, several legs were also shaking violently, and its body accelerated violently, and the pebble became the target of its impact.

The size of the spirit shrimp is very small, not as big as a teenager's palm, but seeing the scene of this spirit shrimp constantly hitting the stones, anyone will feel a great power, contained in this small body.

Even if he can't hear the sound, every time he struggles to hit the stone, there will always be a thumping sound in his heart.

It's just that how the delicate body of the spirit shrimp is compared with the hard pebbles, soon, the spirit shrimp is already covered in scales, and the skin is open.

After a certain impact, the legs of the prawn no longer shake and lose the thrust of the water, its body slowly sinks until it falls to the bottom of the extremely deep spring.

It's just dead.

Dead like a speck of dust everywhere, there were occasional spirit shrimp swimming around, but they didn't care, and they didn't even get close.

Perhaps it is because they have limited intellect and do not understand the death of their kindred, and what is there to be sad about.

Perhaps, they are already commonplace.

I'm used to seeing life wither, and I know that I will be like this one day, so I've long been surprised.

Just then, the spirit shrimp that had already died suddenly trembled, and then slowly became violent.

I saw a spirit shrimp with cyan patterns drilled out of a tattered leather armor, and there were even aura fluctuations on its body!

This spirit shrimp actually took advantage of the molting opportunity to absorb the aura and have the cultivation of the first layer of qi refining!

It has officially changed from a microscopic spiritual creature with no spiritual intelligence to an alien who has embarked on the path of cultivation, and has become a new life!

A mayfly has embarked on the road of changing his life against the sky!

At this time, above the water, a breeze blew by, setting off ripples. A slightly cool breeze blew onto the face of the boy on the shore, bringing a little dampness.

On the young man's calm face, a pair of black eyes slowly opened, shooting out two rays of essence.

At this time, everything is the same as before, and it seems that everywhere has become different.