Seeing Fang Yan's doubts, Qiyang Daoist showed a little understanding: "Fang Yan, your current situation has nothing to do with homesickness, cultivation, or experience, but because after you arrived in the Xuanlan Domain, you lost the goal of cultivation.

Everyone must have their own goals in doing things, if there is no goal, it will not last, that is, in the mortal world, whether it is fame or fortune, or power, or wealth is always sought. ”

After a pause, the Qiyang Daoist said again: "Monks are no exception, some people cultivate for strong strength, some people for immortality, and some people for detachment, or for seeking the Tao, what do you want?"

Hearing the last shout of the Qiyang Daoist, Fang Yan's mind was at a loss, what am I cultivating for?

"Xiyan, let Fang Yan stay with me for a while, if he doesn't figure it out, you don't want to let him enter the battle to kill the demon again. Seeing that the dialect was like this, Qiyang Daoist simply got up and left the secret room, and entered another room at random, and at the same time, a divine sense entered Xi Yan's ears.

Xiyan, who was summoned by his uncle, looked slightly solemn, and wanted to get up to investigate, but finally there was no movement, and after a while, he closed his eyes cross-legged and urged his mind to recover.

Fang Yan, who was lost in thought, didn't even notice that the Qiyang Daoist had left this secret room, leaving him alone.

At this moment, there is only one thought hovering in the dialect's mind, what am I cultivating for.

From a water arrow back then, to the two monks of the Xuanyin Sect later, to the later Nangong Mu, Zhou Wenwu, Poison Luo, Rong Canghai father and son, and then to the ancestors and grandchildren of the Hua family on the Great Soul Star...... From stepping into the cultivation realm, every scene of experience flashed in Fang Yan's mind, from fighting with others, to cultivating by himself, and the baptism of thunder.

Immortality, strength, detachment, each seems to be what you want, but it is not what you really want, so what do you really want?

Suddenly, a thought flashed through the Fang Yan Heart Sect, what he wanted was not cultivation, nor strength, what he wanted was a kind of interest, a kind of freedom, from the beginning of the Chen Ji pawnshop to seek to leave the counter and enter the warehouse, and then followed Yaoguang into the Moling Sect to practice the cultivation of the true cultivation method, after seeing the magnificent world of cultivation, he wanted to travel the world unrestrained, just like he liked to explore ancient texts back then, just because of his interest, in the final analysis, what he wanted was to control his own destiny, and no longer be constrained by the strong, that is, the distraction or the stronger, or the invincible Heavenly Tribulation and Thunder Tribulation, all of them can no longer control themselves.

It's just that it is so difficult to really control your own destiny, there are countless strong people in the cultivation world, not to mention the existence of various natural catastrophes, there is no real freedom without strength, the higher the cultivation, the stronger the strength, the stronger the opponent may be, as strong as Cangdao and, even the old man in the Demon Suppression Hall will be trapped, unable to be truly free, with his current strength cultivation, it is difficult to explore the remote cultivation star of the Blue Star, if he encounters a place like the Lock Demon Tower, there is also nothing to do, not to mention the extremely gorgeous cultivation realm, as well as the Xuanlan domain of this cultivation holy land, only if you have the strength to make yourself stronger than your opponent, can you truly control your own destiny, and if you want to do this, you can only do it by cultivating hard.

It was as if the dark clouds covering the sky were suddenly penetrated by a bright light, and suddenly became clear, and in an instant, the mind of the dialect was also bright, and there was no longer the previous confusion in the consciousness, and the dialect sitting on the ground suddenly crossed a barrier, and the exercises around the body naturally urged to circulate, and suddenly Zhou Tian's starlight sprinkled down towards the stone room where the dialect was located, and penetrated into the body of the dialect.

Many people around were aware of this sudden movement, but originally this was the residence of the Heavenly Star Sect, the power of the stars was already ordinary, and this was the stone room of the Qiyang Daoist, but no one would have thought that the monk who attracted such a pure power of the stars would be the disciple of Fang Yan, the inner sect Yuanying.

Even in the Heavenly Star Sect, only a few people know that the dialect has comprehended the true meaning of the Nebula Jue, and the dialect is to urge the Nebula Jue to rarely absorb the power of the stars in front of people, in order not to be too showy, but at this moment, it is unintentionally attracting such a pure power of the stars, if the dialect is sober, it will not be so, but at this moment the dialect is quiet in a realm, but all this happened naturally.

Qiyang Daoren, who was aware of the movement, smiled slightly, and casually threw out a formation to envelop the stone chamber and defend it, and then recovered his mana with peace of mind.

But I didn't know that at this moment, in the depths of the formation under the Demon Yuan Ridge, the two distracted late-stage great cultivators sitting cross-legged suddenly opened their eyes, it was the soul Dao man and the War Emperor who had been stationed here, and they were fighting fiercely outside, and it was rare for the two of them to show up, in fact, unless a demon clone of the Demon Venerable level flashed, these two ancestor figures had been sitting under this mountain peak imprisoned by a mysterious rune.

"Has this seal moved again?" The soul Dao man looked at the rune seal flickering in front of him, and his joy was overflowing.

"Well, it's been a few years since the last time, and it seems that this time the fluctuations are a little more violent. "The War Emperor on the side who was full of battle spirit was also probing this mysterious rune.

As the War Emperor said, this time it was not only a little more intense, but it also lasted a lot longer, almost a day, it was still shaking, but no matter how the Soul Dao people explored, the War Emperor still couldn't find any clues, and he didn't know why this mysterious rune moved.

The two ancestors did not give up, they were still concentrating on the investigation, and at this moment, just like it started without warning, at this moment, it stopped trembling without warning, and the fluctuations stopped abruptly, leaving only the two ancestors with regretful faces.

"What is the reason for this, this seal will fluctuate on its own, and if we can't find the cause, we still have no hope of opening the seal after all. The rolling battle intent retracted his body, and after all, the war emperor who still hadn't found out the result said slowly.

"I don't think this time is the same as before, but it's hard to tell for a while, but it would be nice if there were a few more days. With a wave of his hand, several runes emerged from around the mountain peak in front of him and withdrew into his hand, looking carefully, each rune looked like a small human shape, and then carefully probed, it was actually a rune condensed by the divine soul, and only the soul Dao had such a means.

After speaking, the two of them stopped talking, sat down again, and closed their eyes again and ignored their surroundings.

"Well, why am I here?" Fang Yan, who opened his eyes, suddenly had some doubts, and only after a little thought did he remember the previous things, thought of the Qiyang Daoist's questioning and his own fascination, and thought of many things that he had thought of before, and he actually settled down a little unconsciously, maybe only before the predecessors of the Heavenly Star Sect would he be so relaxed and relieved.

Suddenly, Fang Yan sensed a strangeness, his body seemed to have changed greatly, and Fang Yan wanted to probe it more carefully even if he probed his divine sense into his body.

"Uh-ha. A moment later, the dialect let out another questioning sound, followed by a joyful laugh.

Although he didn't feel how much time had passed, Fang Yan probed his body and found that his cultivation had actually improved by leaps and bounds after this time of spiritual cultivation, although there was still a distance from the Yuanying Great Perfection, but it was enough to save himself a hundred or even hundreds of years of cultivation.

The improvement of strength and the saving of a hundred and ten years of effort are enough to make people happy, but what Fang Yan is really happy about is not this, what really makes Fang Yan happy is the improvement of his own state of mind, which makes Fang Yan much happier than the improvement of his cultivation strength.

At this moment, Fang Yan noticed the change in his mind, and there was no longer the previous feeling of depression, the whole body was transparent from the inside to the outside, and the whole person was refreshed, indescribably happy, even if he thought about the hometown of his old man, there were no longer so many ties.

Fang Yan knew that all of this was because of the two shouts and questions of the Qiyang Daoist, which allowed him to figure out some things and understand what his cultivation was, so that there was a change now.

Fighting with the sky, fighting with the earth, fighting with people, all are means, and what they do is to control their own destiny.

It's just that what kind of cultivation does it take to be able to do this? Maybe when you reach the master-like strength of the Lock Demon Tower, you can be truly at ease?