The main difference is that in the past, the cultivation of forgetting dust would evenly allocate the time to the Infinite Sutra and the Red Spirit Divine Codex, and if it was allocated to the Infinite Sutra, a part of it would also be specially used for the Ten Thousand Beasts Spectrum to strengthen its control over the body in the state of psychic void. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

It is also based on this understanding of "more skills do not pressure the body", so when people propose to him, he dives into the magma in a psychic virtual state, and then wanders between life and death.

In this way, although it seems that every exercise has been exercised, the actual time spent on each exercise has been greatly shortened, resulting in him practicing very hard, but he has not really taken action.

After receiving this lesson, after returning to Wuxiang Peak, Forget Chen couldn't go out of retreat, and he had to practice a real killing move with a breath, so he selected the most developed Ten Thousand Beasts Spectrum at present and carried out special exercises.

"It's almost tipping point!"

Another half an hour passed, and seeing that Wangchen's movements gradually slowed down, but there was still no sign of stopping, among the deacon elders, a trace of worry flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man with a pockmarked face, and his toes moved forward slightly, as if he was ready to rescue at any time.

However, just as he was about to act, suddenly the magma "poofed", and a torrent rose into the sky, revealing a man covered in fire, his eyebrows were burnt yellow, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

The true element in his body was about to be exhausted, and Forget Dust broke away from the bottom of the magma in time, and hit the liquid level headlong, his whole body was burned to ashes, and the fire points all over his body burned his skin red.

"Puff"

With the help of the two deacons and elders, Forget Chen finally extinguished the fire on his body, he knelt on one knee on the edge of the platform, gasping for breath, and his face was suffocated into a purple face due to the lack of breathing for a long time, and he slowly regained his blood color.

"Now, if I face Chen Ding again, I will be sure! What about others? I will challenge him!"

Unexpectedly, the first thing that Wangchen said after finishing the retreat was to find a place from Chen Dingna, and the numb-faced and white-bearded old man glanced at each other, and they both saw deep helplessness in each other's eyes.

Seeing the reactions of the two, Forget Chen asked puzzled:

"What's the matter? Could it be that you think that I can't beat Chen Ding at the moment?"

"Forget the dust, Chen Ding is already dead, he was killed by Fang Shou. ”

After that, the white-bearded old man told Forget Chen about everything that happened in the pattern gate after his retreat, including Fang Shou's killing of Chen Ding, defeating Fang Shijie, and then the comeback of the seventy-two cave demons, and the dragon clan attacking and being forced to retreat, and a series of events, which made people like Wangchen who were not surprised couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and gave birth to a feeling of being in a different world.

After telling Forget Chen one by one, the white-bearded old man let out a sigh of relief, patted the shoulder of Forget Chen, who was obviously a little lost, and said softly with relief:

"Don't be discouraged, a Chen Ding is destined to not be your opponent, I hope you can set your goals high in the future, and try your best to defend the square without destroying unity!"

"Yes, in less than half a month, you will have to face the grim reality of experience, and outside, there will be an endless stream of strong people, who will greatly broaden your current understanding. The middle-aged man with a pockmarked face also added.

"Mm-hmm, don't worry. Forget the dust swept away the decadence of failing to defeat Chen Ding with his own hands, and a strong confidence reappeared on his face, "The future is promising!"

......

On the peak of Shenmeng.

"Alas, Yue'er has been stuffy in the peak for more than half a month, and she hasn't gone out for a walk, it seems that her mind is not ordinary......"

When the female cultivator of Shenmeng Peak lingered in the tower city, Jiao Shouyue sat in the flower field planted on the top of the peak in a daze, this look of the six gods without a master was seen by her master Cangqing, she couldn't help but feel a pain in her heart, put aside the flowers in front of her, walked over slowly, and found a relatively flat stone next to the latter and sat down, as if talking to herself:

"In this life, you will meet all kinds of people, by chance, there will be one or two, deeply imprinted in your heart, but all the good is best left only in the memories of warmth, the persistence of reality, but will break this beauty, isn't it?"

"Master......" Jiao Shouyue came back to her senses, and suddenly found that Cangqing was sitting beside her, and her face suddenly turned into an apple with shame, and she buried her head in the other party's arms, and said with self-reproach in her words:

"I don't know why, as the best sister, Fang'er has a lover, I should be happy for her, but no matter what, I just can't be happy, which makes me feel very guilty. ”

"Child, don't blame yourself, feelings will suddenly burst out from the deepest part of your heart without you knowing, but it is ...... to you"

At this moment, Cangqing no longer has the usual style, but like a weathered elder, he clicked on the mustard in Jiao Shouyue's heart:

"Ignorant feelings, not to like, let alone rise to the height of 'love', Yue'er, now that the teacher wants you to ask yourself, do you really like that Fang Shou?"

Jiao Shouyue was slightly stunned, but soon subconsciously said:

"It's plausible, but when you think about it, it doesn't seem like there's anything you really can't let go. ”

"That's just good feelings. Cangqing touched the back of Jiao Shouyue's head dotingly, "Child, you are about to go through the training, go out, when you leave the ancestral court, you will be forced to stand on your own, and at that time, you will gradually understand, good feelings, but just a fleeting thought, the root is not in attracting each other, but caring about the word 'desire'......"

......

Twin Peaks.

Compared to the depression of the other peaks, the body surface of the giant of the Twin Peaks, which was badly damaged and missing a head, was crawling with strong men sweating profusely on the rope that was coming down from the top.

They carried thousands of catties of Dading on their backs, humming and climbing upwards with their bare hands, and only when they reached the top of the mountain could they rest for a while.

Among this group of strong men, there was a rough young man with a particularly strong expression, like a male lion running on the flat ground, who was the first to pounce on the top of the mountain, and won the first laurel, and the reward was a large vat of wine.

Seeing that the young man had been rewarded, he unplugged the plug used to seal it, buried his head in the jar, and drank it in a big gulp

Immediately afterwards, a young man who was exactly the same as his appearance wiped the hot sweat from his forehead and couldn't help but smile bitterly:

"San Lang, I've never seen you work so hard in the past. ”

These two people are the brothers Xiao Erlang and San Lang of Twin Peaks.

"Isn't it because of that Fang Shou? Hmph! I hate him to death!"

After that, there were twins in third or fourth place, and their reward was only a bottle the size of a medicine bottle, which was not yet full, and for a man of their stature, it was simply not enough to take a sip.