Back in the Han Mansion, Wang Wu didn't ask Yuan Chonghui anything, but just said something meaningful: "Brother, how difficult and dangerous the cultivation is, my generation should be cautious!" and then left.

Yuan Chonghui recalled Wang Wu's words, recalled the scene of himself and Yao Meng doing it again and again in his mind, and suddenly understood something!

At this moment, Yuan Chonghui suddenly realized that his method of cultivating the Wild Dragon Fury Sea Recipe was still a little wrong, although he had mastered a trace of the sword intent of the first move, "Splitting the Mountain", and fused it with his own body, but it was still the sword intent of the master of the Wild Dragon Fury Sea Technique, not his own sword intent, it was someone else's sword intent that changed his body, not his own body that changed the sword intent! If this continues, as one's cultivation of the Furious Dragon Technique gradually deepens, the sword intent mastered will gradually increase, and one's body, including consciousness, will also be gradually changed by the sword intent, and once it reaches the time of success, oneself will become another copy of the master of the Furious Dragon Furious Sea Technique and completely lose oneself! Maybe if you don't wait for your cultivation to succeed, your body will not be able to hold so much sword intent and burst, and it is not necessary to become a complete madman! No wonder you can't control yourself when you fight with Yao Meng, I see!

Your honey, my arsenic!

Thinking of this, he felt a chill on his back, and a cold sweat broke out all of a sudden, but fortunately he only melted a trace of sword intent, and it was not too late to make amends! At the same time, he was happy for himself, because he truly understood the true meaning of the so-called contemplation of the sword intent of the Heavenless Great Sage, just like the triple realm of looking at mountains and water, he could not stay at the level of 'seeing mountains is mountains, and seeing water was water', but he must make a breakthrough in order to reach a higher level and return to the basics!

"This kind of exercise does not belong to this world, boy, you better use it sparingly, if it is known, the husband is not guilty of his crimes!"

"You must refine your own sword intent, in order to achieve the ability to send and receive from your heart, and control it freely; only by refining your own sword intent can you not be coveted by others!" He secretly made up his mind in his heart that he would never give up until he refined his own sword intent.

But how can you refine your own sword intent, and what about the trace of sword intent in your own divine consciousness?

According to the normal steps, the first step is to peel off the trace of knife intent that is fused into the body. The second step is to transform the stripped knife intent, just like the allusion of "confident", into your own knife intent.

For a Soul Yuan Realm Qi Refiner, this is so difficult, not to mention the pain suffered during the peeling, it is extremely difficult to identify that trace of sword intent from the body! It's like pouring half a cup of milk into water and mixing it, but when you want to separate the milk from the water again, it's difficult, Yuan Chonghui did such a difficult thing!

There are also two difficulties in the second step, the knife intent of the master of the Wild Dragon Fury Sea Jue "splitting the mountain" is the knife intent of "splitting", so what kind of knife intent will he give to "splitting the mountain"?

What is it?

How?

He sat in the practice room, adhering to the principle of thinking first and then acting, thinking about all kinds of encounters in his past life and this life, the corners of his mouth involuntarily twitched, and finally thought of the word "fight" that he understood in the Ming Dao Sect Chess Academy!

Only by fighting for anger can you not be angry!

Compete to be stronger!

Win to win!

Avenue Battle!

Brawl!

Contend!

Thinking of this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and after finding his sword intent of "splitting the mountain", he felt in a good mood, and the following is what to do!

As the saying goes, it's easier said than done. It means that doing is often more difficult than thinking, especially for cultivators, who are fighting for their lives with the heavens, and are more vulnerable to heavenly punishments.

After thinking about this, Yuan Chonghui can only take risks and do the opposite:

The first is to continue to visualize the "splitting mountain" diagram on the knife slip, attracting more "splitting mountain" knife intent.

The second is that no matter what the sword intent of the master of the Wild Dragon Fury Sea Jue is to "split the mountain", he just uses his own divine sense to refine these sword intents and make them his own, and the "mountain-splitting" sword intent branded with the word "fight".

The third is to use his own sword intent to sharpen away the trace of sword intent that merges with the divine sense. ”

Thinking of this, he was about to put it into practice, when Wutian's voice sounded again: "Boy, do I call you a genius or an idiot?"

His words made Yuan Chonghui stunned and didn't know how to answer.

Wutian continued to attack him: "If you say that you are a genius, this idea is really good, and you dare to think that others dare not think of it; if you say that you are an idiot, it is not an exaggeration, because you have forgotten the most fundamental point, that is, how to make your divine consciousness have the power and connotation of the word 'fight'? If not, this idea of yours is undoubtedly a fool's dream and whimsical!" Wutian's words are sharp and to the point, and hit the nail on the head.

"This ......" Yuan Chonghui heard Wutian's words, and suddenly he was like a deflated ball, deflated!

"Can we just follow the trend and let it go?" can't even you do it?" Yuan Chonghui asked helplessly.

Wutian was angry at this stinky boy whose heart was higher than the sky but who had cultivated to a low level: "You are obviously underestimating the Great Sage Master! Look at me without a body and only a soul! If I could have done it in the past, but now it is not what it used to be, unless I return to the original state! But if I can't do it, it doesn't mean I don't know!"

Yuan Chonghui was overjoyed when he heard what he said: "Senior, please tell me what is the solution?"

"Let me take you away!" He also wanted to tease Yuan Chonghui, deliberately causing extraneous branches.

"you! If you really want to be reborn, go and take the dog, barking, it must sound better than you say!" Yuan Chonghui knew that he was teasing himself, and said angrily.

"Oh, the stinky boy is angry, of course my method can really work, but there is another way, do you want to listen to it!"

"If you want to say it, just say it, don't talk about pulling it down, don't complain about the ugly appearance of the body I found for you in the future!" Yuan Chonghui came back to his senses and began to learn to pinch his tone.

"Okay, I'm kidding you, it's so atmospheric!" Hearing him say this, the Heavenless Great Sage quickly changed his tone, "Boy, don't you have a question charm, you can use it to try!"

"How do you try?" Hearing this, Yuan Chonghui came to the momentum and had a feeling of brightness.

"You can use your divine sense to communicate with it, pass on your thoughts to it, and maybe there will be unexpected gains, after all, it is a Taoist mansion, and it is still very good in terms of Taoism!" Wutian lost his strength at this time, yawned and said.

"How can I communicate with him? It's in my mind, but it's not affected by my sense. ”

"I don't know about this, I've already made up my mind, and the rest is your own business, okay, it's time for me to rest. Wutian picked up the picker very irresponsibly and left it alone.

"This ......" Yuan Chonghui's hateful teeth itched, if the Great Sage of Heaven appeared in front of him at this time, he believed without doubt that he would go up and give him an old fist, I will make you cheap, and say words with a head and no tail!

However, now, he has no choice but to follow the lawless train of thought, that is, to find a way to communicate with the Taoist Talisman to see if there is a miracle. "But how do you communicate?" Judging from the current situation, every time it appears, it is when it visualizes the sword intent of "splitting the mountain", and it can't use this way to tease it out and then communicate! But every time it is like a foodie devouring the knife intent, how can it take care of itself! Besides, when it uses such a method, its own divine consciousness is also in pain, how can it effectively concentrate its mind and use its divine consciousness to express the sword intent of "fighting"?

Yuan Chonghui shook his head and denied the idea.

Is there any other way? Yuan Chonghui rubbed his temples to calm himself down and think about his relationship with Dao Fu.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, maybe he could try it like this! He remembered the situation of the characters on the walls in the underground palace, and couldn't help but read the words on his lips: "Xuanhuang Heaven and Earth, for whom is the split? Who created the desolate universe? For whom is the sun and the moon moving? For whom are the stars blooming?" If the heavens are unkind, who will ask the heavens? If the earth is unjust, who will blame the earth? If the heavens crush me, who will split the heavens? If the earth detains me, who will trample the earth?......"

At this moment, a miracle happened! As his voice sounded, the Dao Fu first poked his head out of his heart, and then jumped out, swimming and hovering in his body with his voice, as if he was very happy.

"There is a door!" Yuan Chonghui was overjoyed, and hurriedly used his divine sense to convey his strong idea of "fighting" to it.

After feeling Yuan Chonghui's thoughts, the Taoist talisman stopped circling, and not long after, a small character with the word "fight" written in the center was thrown out by it, and it seemed to be very disdainful, and then circled again, and slipped into his heart.

Yuan Chonghui happily wrapped this "fight" character with his own divine sense, and it was exactly the same as the intention he wanted to express, not bad at all, and with the change of his own mind, it also changed, it was like a condensation of the idea itself, no different from the incarnation of the idea.

"The Daoist Talisman is really magical!" Yuan Chonghui sighed in his heart, "I have to make good use of such a good thing in the future, otherwise I am so sorry for God's gift to me, to use a sentence of lawlessness, by the way, 'wasting luck is to be punished by God!" Yuan Chonghui was a little nervous at this time.

With the sharp weapon of "fighting" characters, he suddenly became energetic, and no longer looked forward and hesitated, so he immediately used his divine sense to visualize the diagram of "splitting mountains". As soon as his divine consciousness came into contact with it, as before, the pattern suddenly shone brightly, enveloping his divine consciousness into it, and his whole body was covered with an indomitable sword intent, and the silk sword light jumped in the sea of consciousness, shuttling in the meridians of the body,......

The black-and-white pattern and Hongmeng Zhu in the sea of consciousness continued to radiate ten thousand soft rays of light, resisting this boundless murderous aura and nourishing his damaged divine sense, and the Dao Talisman also came out of it as before, jumping, happily devouring the sword intent and sword light softened by the Hongmeng Bead, until only a trace of sword intent remained!

At this time, Yuan Chonghui didn't want to be in a hurry to absorb and melt it like last time, but used his divine sense to capture it with the "fight" character!

But this knife is very slippery and cunning, whenever the "fight" character is close to it, it always avoids it, unwilling to let the "fight" character approach, just like holding an embroidery needle to stab a flying bee, this difficulty can be imagined.

In the end, Yuan Chonghui took a lot of effort and was exhausted before he captured it into the "fight" character, and it still rushed left and right when it entered the "fight" character, unwilling to submit to this, which shows its strong resilience.

But after entering the "fight" character, Yuan Chonghui controlled his divine sense, let the "fight" character rotate at high speed, began to grind away its original "split" characteristics little by little, and then slowly branded his own "fight" true meaning.

I don't know how long it took, the light in the "fight" character is flourishing, and the knife intent of "splitting" in it suddenly disappears, replaced by a trace of the knife intent of "fighting", hovering happily in the "fight" character, which is very enjoyable, and on the other hand, the "fight" character seems to be a little bigger than the original. With one thought, Yuan Chonghui called out the knife intent of "fighting" from the character of "fighting", and felt as easy to control as if calling his own arm.

"It worked!" At this moment, he was extremely excited and proud!

Just when he got carried away, a trace of the "split" knife intent that had melted in his body suddenly jumped out and slashed towards the "fight" knife intent.

"Choke!" the two silk sword intentions met in a narrow way, and there was a sense of contention that either you died or I died, and they fought in the sea of knowledge!

"Ah!" Yuan Chonghui had a splitting headache at this moment, held his head and screamed in pain, and hurriedly used the "fight" character to put away his trace of "fight" knife intent, and the "split" knife intent lost his opponent, and disappeared quietly in his body.

Yuan Chonghui was sweating profusely at this time, and his whole body was soaked, thinking back to the scene just now, he had palpitations, and it seemed that he could not release his "fight" sword intent until it developed into a crushing potential.

In this way, he visualized the knife intent of "splitting" again and again, and then used the "fight" character to strengthen his "fight" knife intent, and when he felt that the time had come, he released the knife intent of "fighting", and at this time, the knife intent of "splitting" integrated into the body was silent, and there was no movement.

Yuan Chonghui was speechless for a while, "When the head is shrunken turtle, right! I don't believe you won't come out!" Yuan Chonghui curled his lips, and with the interest of catching a mouse, he used his mind and divine sense to begin to melt the knife intent of "fighting", who knew that before the knife intent of "fighting" merged with the body, the knife intent of "splitting" automatically ran out, and without waiting for the "fighting" character to be captured, he suddenly jumped into the knife-shaped book and disappeared.

Yuan Chonghui felt incredible, but it was not bad, and a big hidden danger was finally eliminated! He breathed a long sigh of relief, no worries, he began to boldly fuse the sword intent of "fighting" with the whole body, when the complete fusion was completed, he only felt that the muscles, bones, qi and blood in the body had a kind of Zheng Zheng sound, and at this time, wisps of heat were surging in the depths of his heart to respond to this Zheng Zheng sound.

Six words suddenly popped up in Yuan Chonghui's heart: Don't give in!

At this time, Yuan Chonghui suddenly had a hint of enlightenment, these six words are probably the essence of the sword intent of splitting mountains!

The "fight" character sensed this hot current in the heart, happily swam into the heart, settled down, as if this was its hometown and happy land! And the sword intent of "fighting" integrated into the body was also all taken in by it, and the two were as close as the scabbard and the blade.

The original exposed aura and light were also gone, and he reverted to an ordinary qi refiner in appearance.

"Success!" This time he completely eliminated the defect of not being able to control the sword intent, and his body was further tempered in all aspects from divine consciousness to musculoskeletal skills, and he also mastered the way to communicate with the Taoist talisman, laying a solid foundation for fully mastering the exercises on the book in the future.

Afterwards, Yuan Chonghui summed up a proverb for himself: On the path of cultivation, if there is no self, you will mistake me!