"Poof!" The flying sword easily pierced the fat monk's light mask, without the slightest slowdown, directly through the fat monk's chest, and the ironwood needle went straight through the fat monk's eyes after the light mask disappeared.

The fat monk's eyes opened, his body trembled, and he died!

Although Qi Cultivators separate the divine body from the soul, they cannot exist apart from the essence of life. Even if the monk succeeds in building the foundation, and the soul and the god eat the spirit leaf and turn into the soul, the spirit and the primordial spirit, they cannot exist without the body.

If you die, you will die!

Jiang Ping's divine sense swept over the fat monk's body, confirming that the fat monk was dead, and with a wave of his right hand, a strong aura threw a big pit on the ground, Jiang Ping then sent the fat monk into the big pit with exorcism, and a fireball was thrown into it, and the fat monk's body was instantly turned into ashes.

Jiang Ping picked up his storage bag and sealed the pit with earth.

The same monks, although hostile, but they can't let the corpses storm the wilderness.

Jiang Ping glanced in the direction where Cao Jiu had left, and Cao Jiu had disappeared. The fat monk died in dozens of breaths, Cao Jiu didn't escape for too long, besides, he underestimated Jiang Ping's divine sense range too much.

From beginning to end, Jiang Ping's divine sense had been swept over him.

In Jiang Ping's divine sense, a blood-stained monk found a hidden place and hid his body, and through camouflage outside, his divine consciousness could not detect it at all if he did not search carefully!

Running away is the next resort, your own breath will be more or less left on the road, and the enemy only needs to follow the breath to find it. It's better to lay down the breath maze and hide yourself.

Jiang Ping smiled coldly, stepped on the flying sword and flew for a moment and came to a large lake, the blue waves were vast, rippling slightly, there were boats in the lake, and many mortals were fishing. This lake is so big that it is even bigger than the jade lake in Qingle Palace!

Jiang Ping's divine sense probed, and he smiled coldly in his heart, "If I am really an ordinary Qi Refining Cultivator, this is indeed the best place to hide, but unfortunately, I am not!" He touched the fluff on the corner of his mouth, his expression calm.

"Cao Jiu, if you lose, you will lose by underestimating my divine sense!"

"Do you think my divine sense is only a hundred zhang?" In Jiang Ping's divine consciousness, at the bottom of the fifty zhang underground in the center of the Great Lake, a monk had opened a small cave underground, Cao Jiu's body was curled up, his face was puzzled, and his eyes looked up from time to time. This cave is so small that it can only be hidden. If it weren't for the fear of making too much noise or leaving a breath, Cao Jiu would not have wronged himself so much.

The penetration power of the divine consciousness in the soil is obviously much weaker than that in the air, although it is fifty zhang in the soil at the bottom of the lake, but it is impossible for the monk's divine consciousness to penetrate this place if it does not reach two hundred zhang.

Cao Jiu thought that Jiang Ping was a cultivator in the late stage of Qi refining, and no matter how defiant his divine sense was, it would be impossible to reach two hundred zhang, besides, the bottom of the lake was still dozens of zhang away from the water surface, if Jiang Ping couldn't be directly above the hiding place, the distance would be even farther!

He decided in his heart that there was nothing wrong with this lurking here!

Jiang Ping looked around, a huge dead tree fell on the edge of the lake, his heart moved, so he used a high-level flying knife magic weapon to cut it and chop it to make a canoe, the inside was flat and neat, Jiang Ping took out a futon and put it under his body, and lay comfortably in the canoe.

Jiang Ping is not in a hurry, there is still a long time before the March deadline, and it is useless to be anxious, he does not know the art of earth escape and water escape, so he has to wait slowly.

He doesn't allow himself to waste time, at this time, it's the state of mind that he is practicing!

It is not the method of mind cultivation founded by Jiang Ping himself, but a short method of mind cultivation mentioned by Jiude Zhenren when the technique of breathing is written in the "Nine Virtues Breath Technique", which divides the state of mind into nine layers of exercises, and in the "Nine Virtues Breath Technique", there are three articles with a total of three layers of exercises, and the middle three articles and the next three articles have a total of six layers of exercises. Moreover, this method is nameless, so Jiang Ping has no choice but to call it "The Method of Cultivating the Heart in a Nameless Sense".

These three articles are with the state of mind, the state of truth, and the realm of no self!

The so-called casual is that people go with their hearts, and their hearts move with others, which is the essence of their state of mind!

However, Jiang Ping can understand, but he doesn't know how to cultivate, because this is not a cultivation method, but a realm!

For example, in a situation of impatience, how to calm down like nothing, drink tea leisurely, and chat with people;

For example, in front of him is his own enemy, the thought in his heart is destroyed, and he drinks with him calmly, without any hatred;

When it is calm, it is like water without wind, and when it is stormy, it is like a storm.

This is the third level of the Nameless Method of Cultivating the Mind.

What he can experience now is that his mood is foggy at this time, and he doesn't know where he is, and the mood that follows his state of mind is that his eyes suddenly open up and his heart moves at will.

As a result, Jiang Ping slowly cultivated this state of mind while his divine sense was monitoring Cao Jiu.

The art of state of mind must be learned.

In fact, the state of mind naturally grows with the growth of the monk's cultivation, and the stronger the state of mind, the more demons there will be in the cultivation in the future, because there is no soil for the birth of demons in a strong state of mind.

The mood is like that of a general who leads his troops to fight, and the general starts from a small soldier, and then the chief, the captain, and the centurion...... Each time you ascend a step, you can improve the ability to lead troops by one step.

If the ability to lead the soldiers can't catch up with the speed of the steps, the general can't lead the soldiers, the strength will inevitably be restricted, and the due effect will not be played, and the monk's cultivation is the same, the mood is not at home, and the aura is more and more, so it can not control the aura well, at this time, the aura will become the 'demonic energy', which is the best soil for the birth of demons!

This matter in the immortal cultivation world is not too small, the cultivation of immortal cultivators is already difficult, the strength improvement is slow, the stronger the heart to improve the strength, the more demons will follow, and there are many monks planted on it!

Jiang Ping knew that he was different from them, his strength was improved and distorted, his divine sense and body were strong, his soul was secondary, and his aura cultivation was again, if his state of mind could not keep up, who knew if there would be a big problem in the future.

In this way, Jiang Ping floated on the big lake, and he was swimming.

When the mortal fisherman saw Jiang Ping, he only said that a certain son of a family was here to relax and enjoy the scenery, swimming in the lake and enjoying the scenery, and he was curious.

Day 1......

Day 3......

Day 7......

It would not be strange for mortals to see Jiang Ping again. How could the observation of mortals escape Jiang Ping's divine sense, he took in the expressions and reactions of these people.

At the beginning, Jiang Ping still felt weird, he was like a juggling monkey for others to observe, he was not a monkey and it was almost the same, and later, Jiang Ping saw the expressions of mortals again, as if he was mingling with them, there was nothing strange, until the seventh day later, Jiang Ping felt that he enjoyed this feeling very much, mortals did not think that Jiang Ping was an alternative human being, and Jiang Ping did not feel that mortals were mortals, but a part of everything in this heaven and earth.

"Huh, has your mood changed?" Jiang Ping found that the original state of mind was a little clearer at this time, although it was not the feeling of seeing the sun, but it was more transparent than others.

In fact, the Qi Refining Period does not involve the state of mind, and the Qi Refining Period cultivators are not much different from mortals, their lifespan is similar to that of mortals, and they belong to the same level between heaven and earth.

If the mind of a mortal is not controlled, he is depressed and nervous! And a monk is a madman!

Heaven and earth did not treat them differently, and their mood did not change much.

Therefore, the first layer of the "Nameless Mind Cultivation Method" corresponds not to the Qi refining period, but to the foundation building period!

Only the foundation is the biggest watershed that separates mortals from monks!

Jiang Ping's heart was happy, and he was a little happy, he felt that he was a genius in cultivation! It had only been a few days, and he had already achieved results! If the cultivation time was longer......

Jiang Ping didn't know, he was wrong at this time, and he was outrageously wrong!

Suddenly, Jiang Ping's eyes opened suddenly, he sat up straight, his mind moved, and the entire canoe was shrouded in divine consciousness, which did not change in the eyes of mortals, nor did it change in the eyes of monks!

Jiang Ping felt strange in his heart at this time, he always felt that some spiritual light was wandering in his mind, but he never caught it, he didn't have time to think about it, in his divine sense, a monk climbed up cautiously.

Cao Jiu was like a mouse, swimming from the bottom of the lake into the water, and his divine consciousness was released, observing the scene in the lake. But his divine sense was too small to detect the existence of a single vessel.

He cautiously poked a head out of the middle of the lake, his mind and eyes were used to look at the lake, and suddenly, he was startled, not far from him, there was a large wooden stake floating on the water.

Luckily, no one!

His tense heart dropped abruptly, and he flew out of the water, a long knife under his feet. Fly straight to the shore.

Just flew to the shore, suddenly, a small cold light flew behind him, and when he found it, he was already close!

Cao Jiu didn't think twice, bent down and tilted his head, and the flying needle penetrated through his ears, the speed was too fast, and there was not a single bead of blood left on the white flying needle.

His face changed, and there were two flying needles behind him!

At this time, the one in front turned back, and two flew in the back, forming a pinching momentum!

His body fell sharply, and the three flying needles turned and followed!

"Poof!" Two sounds, two white flying needles pierced Cao Jiu's body, and the previous flying needle stayed on Cao Jiu's face!

"It's you!"

Cao Jiu stood on the ground in pain, heard the breaking sound of his feet trampling on a branch behind him, and then saw the flying needle, and knew who the person behind him was.

"You've been guarding me on the lake for seven days!" he said hatefully!

Jiang Ping smiled slightly and said, "Cats catch mice, have you ever seen cats in a hurry? It's usually mice that are in a hurry, aren't they?"