"What does this second state of mine mean by being in the state of freedom?"

Wang Yizhi muttered to himself, looking at the little white bird that flew to the palm print of the opposite mountain not far away to "explore the treasure", and there was no way to communicate with people with the doubts in his heart, but he did not give up, and shouted at the little white bird: "What is comfortable?"

"To be free is to be free, to think and to do whatever you want"

The little white bird felt the smooth stone wall in the palm print, and was very amazed, this natural feeling, as if this palm print appeared here, even gave people a strange feeling that there was a palm print and then a mountain.

"The Son of God is really good, and his understanding of Daoyi is beyond ordinary people, but how did he know it? Isn't it all Divine Sense Rubbing?"

The little white bird has seen Master Meng realize this palm print, and knows that it is powerful, but he doesn't know how Wang Yizhi realized this eighth-order advanced skill exercise, and as far as it knows, the Buddhist exercises all need the understanding of the Buddha to be displayed, otherwise it is to get the peerless skills of the Buddhist Gate, and it is just a useless book.

Thinking about it, the reply to Wang Yizhi's answer was very casual, it didn't have the time to chat with Wang Yizhi, and the shock of the palm print in front of it made it indescribable, so it could only lie in it and use the most essential way to feel the power.

Although the little white bird does not understand Buddhism, it knows that there are laws in nature, and Wang Yizhi's palm print left by a random palm, which has the law that melts into nature and becomes nature, although it is weak, but it should not be underestimated, this is also its pursuit, but it has no cultivation, and it is useless to have empty feelings.

"Buddhism, Transformation Exercises"

With Wang Yizhi's muttering, his weakened body, which had just recovered a little physical strength, gradually became huge, and he was trying to "furious beastification".

"Hey, young man, can't you stop for a while? wouldn't it be good to die so quickly and live a few more days?"

Regarding the ridicule and dissuasion of the little white bird, Wang Yizhi is still very interested.

While carrying out the cultivation of spitting, Wang Yizhi's divine consciousness is also slowly recovering, the previous black flames did not have much impact on Wang Yizhi's body, and his divine consciousness was seriously injured, which was a few points more serious than when he saved the beast master Huang Hua's childhood, fortunately, the little white bird had just given him a pill, although it was not as good as the "Replenishing Divine Pill" to some extent.

"Master Bird, what did you just give me to eat?

Wang Yizhi didn't see it either, and stretched out his hand to ask for it.

"Hmph, it's useless, this thing can only stimulate the medicinal properties when the body is exhausted and the mind is unconscious, you eat it now, it's better to take two more breaths of spiritual energy."

That being said, the little white bird still spit out a small jade bottle from his mouth, and three black pills were clearly visible lying inside, throwing them in the direction of Wang Yizhi and landing smoothly in front of Wang Yizhi.

"Where are we now, old bird?"

"The second line of defense in your Thousand Cities Domain, the 'Holy Sword City' closest to Longyang City" "For some cities in the Thousand Cities Domain, the little white bird is still very familiar, because these are recorded in the Spirit Beast Forest.

"When I get acquainted with the artistic conception of the exercises, we will set off at noon"

Wang Yizhi enjoyed the baptism of the first ray of sunshine, put away the pill, and began to enter the cultivation state, and the divine consciousness returned to the sea of divine consciousness again.

"Brother Mowei, I don't know when I will wake up, let me find the soul treasure medicine, I haven't encountered it, and I don't tell me how to use it"

After complaining and muttering for a while, Wang Yizhi's Divine Consciousness began to flicker with a faint light.

"Isn't the entry requirement of Buddhism quite high? I can actually practice, it's too powerful."

Wang Yizhi once again flipped through the exercise books printed by the divine consciousness in front of him, and the words in it became clear, and the scriptures were instigated in front of Wang Yizhi, shining with golden light.

Although Wang Yizhi saw it really, he didn't understand the meaning, he had never been in contact with Buddhist texts, and this exercise was only endowed with artistic conception, not the real ontology, so there was no cultivation guidance, and Wang Yizhi could only stare at the Buddhist texts in front of him.

Wang Yizhi tried to recall the different mentality when he released the "Heaven Breaking Palm" before, before he didn't have a beast, he was always painting a scoop according to the gourd, and he was not impressed by what happened after the beast, and no one reminded him that it was basically difficult for him to remember it on his own. Looking at the eighth-order advanced Buddhist skill rubbing exercise full of artistic conception at this moment, Wang Yizhi sighed helplessly: "How can this comprehend the artistic conception?"

"The Dragon"

With Wang Yizhi's divine thoughts, a flickering seventh-order advanced exercise appeared in front of Wang Yizhi, this is also a rubbing, but the artistic conception inside was also rubbed by Wang Yizhi.

Forcibly contacting the contact with the exercises, it will be counterattacked, which Wang Yizhi knows, but Wang Yizhi is not interested in the hundreds of seventh-order and below exercises, and he found that the rubbings of these seventh-order exercises can be directly cultivated for him, it is just a matter of artistic conception, which is nothing to people with high purity of divine consciousness or strong power of divine consciousness, but Wang Yizhi, a little child in the late stage of Linghu, how can he be associated with a powerful divine sense, then it can only be said that the purity of divine consciousness is high, and this discovery made Mo Lan happy, and even Master Meng had to sigh that he was lucky and picked up a treasure。 also asked Wang Yizhi to be a wizard no matter what.

In my life, I have witnessed countless spirit beasts transform into humans

They all lose themselves in the pursuit of the road

I feel something in my heart and create this exercise

Looking at the few sentences that didn't appear before, but only now, Wang Yizhi was a little unclear So, looking at the handy cultivation mantra, and then looking at the few lines of scribbled words, Wang Yizhi inexplicably understood it, just like when he was practicing the "Great Reincarnation Technique".

Stage 1 "Berserk Beastification"

Only in despair can we be passively stimulated, and only when we lose completely can we get it completely.

Looking at the detailed guidance on how each of the three cultivation stages of the "Transformation Dragon Record" should be, Wang Yizhi was dumbfounded, he only took a general look when he originally rubbed it, Wang Yizhi didn't have much interest in these exercises below the seventh order, since he found out that the divine consciousness rubbing above the eighth order in the sea of divine consciousness could produce a faint resonance after performing exercises from others, he was not interested in these seventh-order exercises, especially the cultivation exercises, so a lot of content could only rely on his own pondering.

"Will the change of the human race in the direction of the spirit beast become irreversible?"

After a while, the sun was already shining, looking at the little white bird sleeping in the palm print opposite, Wang Yizhi roared angrily.

"I'm grass~"

The little white bird got up violently, turned over and flew towards the top of his head, and his little head hit the stone wall on the inner wall of the palm print, causing the little white bird to squint for a while.

"Of course you can change at will, your exercise, the level is so low, what impact can it have, and I heard that people who form spirit beasts can switch at will, I don't think that people will always maintain the form of spirit beasts after becoming spirit beasts, after all, human beings are the closest to the type of Taoism. ”

What does it mean to "transform bones into the scriptures" and "transform the flesh into shape"?

"I don't understand, you can take your time, after all, you still have to find the right beast blood, otherwise some spirit beast blood with mediocre qualifications will not help you in the future, and this exercise will be too chicken. ”

The little white bird stopped on Wang Yizhi's shoulder, looking at the young man with a serious face, a young man in front of him, the determination to become stronger is not just a casual talk, this exercise Wang Yizhi and the little white bird said, joking that he will never practice, and he will take the little white bird as the target of transformation when he cultivates, although Wang Yizhi is joking, he has also planned, that is the existence of thousands of miles

"Hmm"

Wang Yizhi nodded lightly, and grabbed the little white bird that relaxed his vigilance and leaned on his neck in the palm of his hand.

"Bastard stinky boy, what are you doing, what are you going to do, you can't kill me, you can't hurt me, I'm your equal contract partner, help, thunder, earth fire, save me~"

Wang Yizhi smiled and laughed: "It's not dangerous now, I'm just going to help you bleed, good to you, why do you think of me so much"

Saying that, Wang Yizhi plucked a piece of the fluff on the neck of the little white bird, revealing a piece of white tenderness, and bit it down, at first he just wanted to scare the little white bird, after all, this bad bird just saw a lot of things about him, he couldn't guarantee that the little white bird would not be able to report his troubles in the future, all he could do was to collect some interest first, but after biting down, there was a burst of aroma in the mouth, and an incoherent delicacy moved back and forth in Wang Yizhi's mouth, making his mouth more and more uncontrollably stronger.

"Bastard, you let go, bastard stinky boy, you let go of Lord Bird"

At first, it was only because Wang Yizhi was playing with it, but as the pain continued to increase, it knew that Wang Yizhi might really plan to eat it raw.

The more the little white bird struggled, the more it was bitten, and the little white bird was very anxious, and said in his heart: "No, the essence blood of the equal contract is still there, why don't you stop it? Why don't you punish him, do you really want him to eat the bird master raw?"

"Rough skin and thick meat"

Wang Yizhi embarrassedly helped the crystal beads on the neck of the little white bird, looked at the row of tooth marks and red marks on the neck of the little white bird, and complained embarrassedly.

"Bastard stinky boy, the bird is not finished with you, you are dead"

The little white bird hurriedly turned over and flew up, but in the blink of an eye, he took a large iron ball with a diameter of several meters out of nowhere, and was about to throw it at Wang Yizhi viciously, but it couldn't get rid of it, because the drop of equal contract essence blood in its body and Wang Yizhi was flickering, and it couldn't make any moves to hurt Wang Yizhi at all.

"Miscellaneous bird, I just wanted to help you catch worms, why are you so kind to take revenge?"

When Wang Yizhi just bit the little white bird, there was also the power in the dark to stop it, but Wang Yizhi's belief moved, thinking that the little white bird escaped the oath loophole, he thought that his mouth was to bite the little white bird insects, but he didn't expect that he could really get his mouth, as the lower mouth became more and more wide, Wang Yizhi was rebounded by the power of the underworld, otherwise his teeth were likely to be broken by the little white bird.

"Catch your uncle and grandma a stinky bug, you have a bug, bastard stinky boy, hum!"

The little white bird wanted to throw the big iron ball to Wang Yizhi to teach him some lessons, but it couldn't do it, and he couldn't do it, so he angrily threw the big iron ball to the opposite mountain wall, and with a bang~, the big iron ball was almost completely stuffed into the front wall, just next to Wang Yizhi's palm print with the Buddhist "swastika".

The little white bird made the surroundings shake non-stop, and there was a faint meaning of landslides and ground cracks.

"Take me, you ungrateful bald white chicken"

"Evil~"

The little white bird looked up to the sky and sighed, grief-stricken.