There is a verse in the Buddhist scriptures: "If you want to be the dragon elephant of all Buddhas, you must first be a horse and a cow for all living beings."

This means that a person who has attained Buddhahood should go through the suffering of all sentencing beings in order to attain enlightenment.

Preaching immortality is a natural fruit of the tree.

This tree is rooted in all kinds of suffering in the rolling red dust, so that it can grow slowly.

Only by enduring hardship can we become enlightened.

The same is true of the Heavenly Immortals and Buddhas.

The erosion of the soul of the ink dust by the water of the river still exists, and the pain that penetrates deep into the soul still makes him feel like he has been reborn from the Nine Shadows every time he climbs ashore.

But what is even more remarkable is that his originally delicate and shiny skin has become dull, and the green silk is also a little dry.

Because the flesh and blood essence that can be supplied by his body gives priority to nourishing the divine soul.

That's why he can stay awake.

The natural corrosiveness of the Huangquan River water to the divine soul, although it deeply hurt Shen Lian's divine soul, but it made him Shen Lian's form and spirit, in order to survive, driven by instinct, there was a closer connection.

The relationship between the soul and the body is like the relationship between ordinary people and their families.

The soul is a human being, the physical body is a home, and the connection between people and home is closer, and only when there is a safe home can the heart be stable.

Mo Chen only felt that his current spirit was more condensed, and the lightness of his movements was far greater than before.

The sun and moon in the karmic chart remain the same, neither rising nor falling, never changing, and there is no means to observe time.

In this way, Mo Chen naturally continued to collect Yin jade, and after salvaging it ashore, he immediately absorbed and cultivated, and the cycle began over and over again.

The yin jade in the yellow spring also seems to be inexhaustible, and every once in a while, it will be re-condensed in large pieces.

At this time, he stood on the shore, measuring his body carefully, even though his soul was much weaker, Mo Chen felt that he was stronger than ever, and that was because his soul was more condensed, and there was a feeling of solidity.

This is to win by quality.

What's even more commendable is that while Mo Chen condenses his soul, his own cultivation has not stopped, and he has also been constantly contemplating the "Refinement of the Divine Decision" obtained at the Deserted Tower.

This magic recipe is very peculiar, and there is no method for the operation of the spiritual element, but the whole article expounds on the cultivation of visualization.

The object to visualize is not a sword, a knife, or any kind of divine weapon that can take people's lives, but to visualize oneself.

The magic trick is sprinkled with tens of thousands of words, mainly talking about how to visualize the self, strengthen the soul power, make the spirit more sensitive, and react more quickly.

This visualization of the self, according to the records of the gods, also has many doorways, and it is necessary to first visualize the form, then the appearance, and finally visualize the god and inject it into the form.

Until a certain level of cultivation and the soul is strong to a certain extent, this visualized self can break through the sea of eyebrows and minds in one fell swoop, get out of the body, and turn into an incarnation outside the body.

Of course, there are also other methods of using divine consciousness recorded in the divine formula, although they are also mysterious and abnormal, but compared to this external incarnation, they are a step shorter.

During this time, Phantom Ying was not idle, and kept tempering the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow.

However, her tempering method is a bit special, not using the smelting hammer to hammer and condense the extraction, but stretching out her fingers and waving lightly, directly calling the heavenly thunder to fall, directly splitting the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow and the Wind Summoning Stone.

In this way, the momentum is huge, the thunder is dense, the vastness is endless, and the waves are endless, and the ink dust is still the first time to see it, and it is breathtaking.

He thought that if he kept calling for thunder and slashing like this, he would not be able to hold on for such a long time.

If you think about it, the cultivation of the heyday of the illusion must be outstanding, at least it is also the peak of the Wandering Soul Realm, or the level of the Eternal Realm.

Until the end, Phantom Ying drank clearly, and a heavenly thunder seemed to come from ancient times, crossed the sky, burned all the clouds and smoke, and fell on the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow, suddenly blooming with a ghostly light.

Mochen realizes that his days of torture in the Yellow Spring are coming to an end.

Respectfully holding the divine sword handed over by Phantom Ying, Mo Chen felt that the appearance of the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow had not changed much, but the color of the sword was more gloomy, and the weight of the sword was a little heavier.

Mo Chen held it, and there was always a strange feeling, as if the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow had also learned to breathe, and was constantly exhaling the vitality of heaven and earth, so it was getting heavier and heavier.

However, although the sword is heavy, it moves at will, and it wields more lightly and ethereally.

"The sword contains the spirit, and your sword has two of my three souls. Phantom Ying gently exhaled a mouthful of turbidity, and the use of Lingyuan for such a long time must have consumed her greatly: "But the spirit needs to be nourished by the aura, and now the Great Xia Dragon Bird can absorb the aura by itself and wash away the impurities because of the blessing of the Wind Calling Stone, as long as it is given enough time, it will be able to go further." ”

Mo Chen was overjoyed, he knew that ordinary sects would put the divine weapons with instrument spirits in the spirit pool, so that they could gradually be cultivated.

Because all kinds of spiritual energy make up all things in heaven and earth, and are the source of all things, even ordinary people who don't know how to practice the Fa will be disease-free all their lives if they stay in an area with abundant spiritual energy, and even live for five or ten more years.

The same is true for magic weapons, the longer the aura is washed, they will be more subtle, and they may even give birth to unexpected abilities.

"And this. ”

As he spoke, Phantom Ying directly raised his hand, holding a pale golden spirit element, and slapped it at Mo Chen's eyebrows.

Mo Chen saw it in his eyes, but he didn't dodge, the illusion would harm himself, which was obviously impossible.

The next moment, Mo Chen felt that the world around him had collapsed, and the wind was howling, turning into pieces one after another, withering and scattering.

Mochen didn't know where he was, there was no sun and moon above, and there was no earth below, but he only felt that the wind was blowing in his face, and the rumbling sound in his ears was like thunder, which was the howl of a hurricane.

The wind is like a madness, the clothes are broken, the wind is curled again, the hair is broken, the skin is withered, and countless cracks are pulled!

The wind kept going, the ink dust withered, and the rapidly dried skin finally couldn't hold back the body anymore, and it was scattered, broken, and faded.

After the skin is the flesh and blood, and after the flesh is eroded by the wind, there are the bones, meridians, and five organs.

Mo Chen felt so powerlessly, feeling that he was being blown off by the ferocious hurricane layer by layer!

It was difficult to shake, and the pain of soul devouring that could be compared to the yellow spring water lingered, until finally, a strong light exploded in front of him, and in an instant, he flooded the heavens and the earth......

When he opened his eyes again, he was already sitting next to the blood word stele, and Phantom Ying was sitting in front of him, smiling smartly.

Without thinking about it, he knew what was going on, and Mo Chen immediately sat cross-legged and contemplated the sea of knowledge.

In addition to the vast thunder pool that had been cultivated so hard before, there was an egg-sized pale golden wheal, which was spinning gently.

No need to ask, this is the origin of the wind that Phantom Ying planted for him before, and the foundation of the wind path that he cast.

"The seniors are wonderful. Mochen got up and took it seriously, and he couldn't close his mouth with joy.

As Han Yan said before, only people with great opportunities can obtain the origin of popularity, so Mo Chen didn't take it seriously, but he didn't expect to complete this idea with the help of Phantom Ying at this time.

Phantom Ying waved his jade hand lightly, not caring at all: "I am a dragon clan, I am in charge of the wind and thunder of heaven and earth, and the matter of extracting the wind source from the wind summoning stone is almost impossible for you Terran craftsmen, but for me, it is not a difficult task. ”