Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Heart of Travel

Lu Hongli's deep gaze flashed a glimmer of light, and it was fleeting, and he said softly: "You can tell me and listen to it."

Sima Yuan lowered his head and said with shame and shame on his face: "Don't dare to deceive the master, the disciple had the intention of traveling out of the sect before he was in charge of the sect, but he has not been able to get out because of many trivial and important things. And at the beginning, the sect was conquered by forty percent, and the position of the head of the sect was a heavy responsibility, so he didn't dare to say such an idea easily. ”

He paused for a moment and continued: "Now that the sect is on the right track, the disciple intends to go to the Eastern Wilderness countries to see the style of other states. ”

After finishing the Tao, Sima Yuan fell to the ground and said in a reverent voice: "Please also ask the master to be perfect!"

The words fell, and there was no response for a long time.

If outsiders are present, they will find a very strange scene.

But on the platform of the central peak of the hidden peak, a tall figure stood with his hands in his hands, looking down on the person in front of him with cold eyes.

The young figure in front of him was prostrate on the ground, like a clay sculpture, not daring to move.

I don't know how long it has been, the tall figure finally spoke up, and said slowly: "Since you know that the position of the head of the sect has a heavy responsibility, how can you knowingly commit a crime and abandon Zixiao's tens of thousands of disciples to go out alone?"

Sima Yuan's body trembled, and he lowered his head and said: "Sima thinks that there is a master in the sect to deter inside and outside, and there is an elder pavilion in the middle to mediate, and there are tens of thousands of disciples in the same sect who are united in their hearts, and the sect is already impregnable. ”

"Moreover, now that the Xuanyin Palace and the Phantom Dream Xuan have surrendered, the Evil God Palace has collapsed, and the Dragon Scale Prefecture is also controlled by my Qinghong, and there is no longer any existence that threatens my Zixiao's safety. In this way, the disciples have the heart to travel. ”

Lu Hongli's gaze was calm, like a deep blue pool, unfathomable.

After he was silent for a long time, he said slowly: "The lord of the family, how can you be in danger?"

Sima Yuan, who was prostrate on the ground, immediately said respectfully: "The disciple is willing to step down from the position of head of the sect in exchange for the opportunity of this trip!"

Lu Hongli looked down expressionlessly, his cold eyes flickering, and he didn't know what his deep meaning was.

After a while, he gently swung his sleeve robe and stepped away.

Sima Yuan leaned over the ground and didn't dare to get up.

Suddenly, a plain word came down from the air, "Since you are in charge, you can decide for yourself, why do you need the permission of others." ”

Sima Yuan cried with joy, raised his head and thanked him: "Disciple, thank you for your answer!"

There was no answer, only a few unknown birds chirping, mournful and mournful.

In an instant, the sword light rose again, and when it soared and swept away, it reached the peak of Zixiao Peak.

The sword light dispersed, revealing a figure.

Sima Yuan's expression was flat, his lips were pursed, and his eyes drooped, overlooking the bottom of Zixiao Peak.

At this time, it was noon, the sky was shining, and the blazing light was sprinkled, reflecting the glazed tiles of the Zhufeng Palace, and the golden light was shining.

Sima Yuan muttered to himself, "You are so confident?"

The sound of self-muttering disappeared in the whistling wind, and disappeared with the wind.

Before he knew it, the placket of his back was already soaked.

The boiling heat covers the body, and the soaked placket dries again.

Immediately, there is a sense of wetness again.

What Sima Yuan did was almost 'forcing the palace', especially for an existence with a strong desire to control, how could he tolerate chess pieces jumping out of the chessboard?

Sima Yuan's eyes were lowered, and he whispered: "It's just a matter of letting me grow, and I don't care about wandering away." ”

Sima Yuan squinted slightly, and the previous invitation to Master Lu Hongli was not only to test whether he had the intention of imprisoning him, but also to spy on his strength.

He muttered to himself, "What the hell do you want to do, drive me to conquer the Quartet for you, or will you always be a knife in your hand?"

If it is really just a pawn to conquer the Quartet, he will definitely not be let go this time.

If so, he thought to himself

The test is self-defeating.

As for how terrifying its strength was, Sima Yuan secretly thought about it for a while, and felt that if he fought alone, he was afraid that the demon god of the Evil God Temple and Nanmang would not be his opponents.

Of course, this was not his guess out of thin air, but when he faced the evil god, the Danzhu in the dantian did not move at all, but when he met Lu Hongli just now, the Danzhu trembled, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

Even when he resisted the blow of the Xiao Clan Ancestor at the beginning, he did not make Danzhu move lightly, as if it proved that the strength of his master was far from being as simple as showing it.

A glimmer of light flashed in Sima Yuan's eyes, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and a shocking guess popped up in his mind.

Who is Shizun? Is his name really Lu Hongli?

What he didn't realize was that when this thought appeared, the blue sky in all directions was darkened.

The clouds rolled over the fog, the hidden peaks shook, and there seemed to be a powerful consciousness descending.

All of this changed in an instant.

Sima Yuan's heart was slightly terrified, as if a cold sweat broke out, that kind of thought was just a doubt at first, and then it was like a seed taking root and sprouting in his heart.

Sima Yuan's eyes drooped, silently wiped away the fine sweat in his hands, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and his mind slowly calmed down.

Immediately, there seemed to be a light mist on his side, intending to cover up the strange appearance.

I don't know if it's an illusion, when the thoughts in Sima Yuan's heart were suppressed, the clouds and mist rolling on the hidden peak of the back mountain gradually subsided, and he fell into dead silence again.

On the top of Zixiao Peak, Sima Yuan raised his head and looked up, almost above the sky of flying immortals.

And that master must be a half-step spirit realm. The most tolerant existence in the Fang World is a half-step spirit god, once promoted to a true Heavenly Realm existence, it will either be suppressed by the 'Heavenly Dao' whose name is not visible, or it will soar to break through the boundary and turn into a rainbow.

In fact, the existence of the Heavenly Realm in the eyes of the world is not the real Spirit God Realm, and there is still a great distance from the real Spirit God Realm.

The so-called spiritual gods are also the gods of heaven and earth. Thousands of miles away, just a few miles away.

Sima Yuan's heart yearned, his eyes showed longing, and he muttered to himself: "Swim in the North Sea, twilight in the south." ”

In Sima Yuan's cognition, there is an essential difference between the Spirit God Realm and the Yuan Infant Realm, which can be called a great leap from the body of the mud pill to the body of the god.

Fade away the mortal womb of the flesh, condense a little divinity, and achieve the foundation of immortality.

If the foundation building period is when mortals get out of the quagmire and enter the ranks of cultivators, then the promotion from the primordial infant realm to the spirit god realm is the leap from human beings to 'gods'.

Therefore, if you enter the realm of Jindan, you are my generation, and if you reach the realm of spirits and gods, you know that I am not me.

Now Sima Yuan has reached the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, and his speed of cultivation has been unparalleled in the entire Western Underworld for thousands of years.

However, there are gains and losses, although Sima Yuan stepped into Yuanying early, and even condensed the world's rare 'Spirit Sword Domain', but his chance of crossing that moat was weakened by nearly thirty percent.

According to Sima Yuan's accumulated heritage, he could fight with the mid-stage powerhouse in the early stage of the Yuan Infant at the beginning, and now he can ambush and kill the later stage with the mid-stage cultivation.

Since the battle of the Zixiao faction, Sima Yuan led the Qinghong factions to fight in the south and the north, and successively attacked and subdued several sects, not to mention the confrontation with the late Yuan Infant, even the old antique hidden in the deepest part of the sect - the half-step spirit god has passed a few moves.

It is no exaggeration to say that the past few years were not only the most chaotic time in the three states of the Western Netherworld, but also the time when Sima Yuan had the most experience in fighting.

Fighting with Yuan Ying, life and death, and playing with half-step spirits, ten deaths and no life.

No one knew that after Sima Yuan took the blow of that Xiao Spirit God, he was already seriously injured.

But in that case, how could Sima Yuan dare to show weakness and show cowardice, naturally the more arrogant and unreasonable, the more fearful.

As for the retreat, half of the two years are spent healing.

Now there is no major trouble, Sima Yuan

Naturally, we should seize the time and try our best to improve our cultivation.

His eyes are resolute, he does not enter the spirit, all beings are chess pieces, and it is difficult to escape the fate of being manipulated by others.

For example, it is difficult for him to guess even the true intentions of that person now.

Sima Yuan muttered to himself: "Only with the same strength can we get rid of the fate of the chess piece."

His eyes were deep, not to mention that there was also the great enemy Xiao Clan Ancestor who came and went in a hurry, and he was secretly eyeing him.

As for the huge force behind it, Sima Yuan couldn't even think about it.

He couldn't help but scold, this Xiao family was really like maggots attached to the bones, it was simply a ghost.

On the top of the peak, after a few curses, it returned to cold silence.

Sima Yuan said to himself: "If you want to become a spiritual god, you need to cultivate your spirit first, and if you want to cultivate your god, you must first go out of your body." ”

Immediately, he shook his head, sighed lightly, and said, "It's better to upgrade the cultivation to the later stage."

After pondering for a while, he flipped through it with his right hand, and an ancient codex appeared, on which several ancient seal characters came into view.

Sima Yuan muttered to himself: "Out of the acupoint." ”

This trick is not an exercise, but a method for the monk to 'move' the spirit baby out of the dantian acupoint, that is, the monk's 'out-of-body technique'.

In the Yuanying Triple Realm, Sima Yuan forcibly refined the soul inside the Danzhu into the Jindan, and broke the Dan through the Quartet Expedition Fighting Method, thus giving birth to a unique spirit infant body.

Afterwards, he went to the Lotus Secret Realm, investigated the secret of the idol, entered the divine sword, and beat the spirit baby with thousands of sword qi to complete the road of 'refining the baby'.

So as to completely step into the middle stage of the infant.

It can be said that since Sima Yuan stepped into the foundation building, it was the opportunities brought to him by the Danzhu, Jianfeng and Lotus Secret Realm that made him go further at critical moments and come to this day step by step.

Sima Yuan silently looked at his body, only to see that in the dantian, the body of the spirit infant was closing his eyes and kneeling in the spirit palace.

In his arms, a smooth Danzhu as large as a chicken egg was shining silver, exuding a soft glow.

If you look closely, you haven't found that Sima Yuan's breathing and vomiting are surprisingly consistent with the light of the Danzhu, like a shell with beads, living in symbiosis with eggs.

Moreover, Sima Yuan also found that after the spirit baby inhaled the light emitted by the Danzhu into his abdomen between his breaths, his infant body became more and more condensed, and gradually moved closer to the real person, as if it was a real baby.

At the same time, its own qi has gradually grown, and now it has only been a few years, and it is already comparable to the existence of the foundation.

Sima Yuan's eyes were strange, and he muttered to himself: "After the existence of the Yuan Infant was promoted to the 'Infant Refining Period', after tempering and beating, the Spirit Infant was able to walk out of the hole. But now it's just a foundation, and even if it comes out, it can't be my help. ”

"Forcibly out of the acupuncture, on the contrary, if there is a mistake, it may fall short. ”

Sima Yuan opened the codex, browsing and thinking, while secretly plotting.

The growth of a spirit baby requires a process, just like a mortal baby, from babbling to staggering, to walking like flying.

It takes more than ten years for the shortest ones, and as many as decades or even hundreds of years for the longest.

During this period, the cultivation and growth of the spirit infant is inseparable from the blessing of heaven and earth treasures, or the blessing of the elixir, which can help the spirit baby quickly improve the cultivation realm.

The codex is a remnant of the Taoist Temple at the top of Zixiao Peak, as if it is Xiao Han's thing.

After Sima Yuan killed Xiao Han at the beginning, many treasures and relics belonged to him.

He secretly thought, now that the Infant Refining Realm has just begun, if he wants to step into the last 'out-of-body realm' of the Yuan Infant True Realm, he still needs to polish and solidify the spirit infant again, so that it can withstand the wind and rain outside.

Later, when it is cultivated to the golden pill, it can be released.

Sima Yuan's eyes were looking eastward, shining brightly, as if he had made a decision.

In the coming decades, he may need to gain experience.