More than 10 million monks gathered together, densely packed with no end in sight.

However, the Miasma Forest canceled the original plan, and more than 10 million monks lined up directly horizontally and advanced with spells.

The miasma was directly reduced to nothing in countless spells.

Jiang Lin stood aside and didn't make a move, Huang Zhongjian sighed beside Jiang Lin, "It's too direct, I'm afraid that the seniors who laid down this barrier back then wouldn't have thought that their formation would be broken like this." ”

Jiang Lin said with a smile, "As long as everyone is united, there is nothing that cannot be overcome." ”

The black trapped dragon swamp, in the middle of which is a road tens of meters wide, stretches into the distance, and the sense of conquest is unimaginable.

This means that all unknown regions will be conquered by humans, and the whole world will be in the hands of humans.

The mountain-like dragon is far less terrifying than it is in reality.

Every time the dragon moves, the swamp will form a wave, flying up to a height of 100 meters.

The smell of the monk's body woke up the dragon from a long distance, and the dragon was trapped in place, roaring and attacking the monk.

The earth monks were constantly rotating in batches, blocking in front of everyone.

Countless spells were found on Jiaolong's body, but he couldn't even react.

Water droplets wear anciently, no matter how powerful things are, in the face of numbers, they will be slowly eroded.

After more than ten days, blood flowers began to appear on Jiaolong's body.

There was more and more blood in the swamp, and the black swamp slowly turned red.

For more than a month, tens of millions of spells hit Jiaolong every moment.

When the dragon fell into the swamp, the nearby swamps were smashed open, forming a valley one hundred and ten meters deep.

The earth monks were busy hardening the swamp around Jiaolong, and this was the first harvest.

A dragon is worth billions of credits, and everyone has hundreds of credits.

In this kind of group battle, there is no way for individual strength to be revealed, and it can only be divided equally among each monk.

Some monks didn't care about these hundreds of credits, they were thrilled by the feeling of battle, and they were excited by the moment when the dragon fell.

Jiaolong was shipped out by its own Nanyang courier personnel, and various parts of Jiaolong began to appear for sale in the virtual space.

At this time, Nanyang Express began to play a real role, and many overseas monks entered the virtual space for the corpse of the dragon.

The Geocentric Valley and the Danwang Palace all began to book with the Shenyan Sect, and the Geocentric Valley even promised to increase manpower again and practice the landing nameplate for the sake of the dragon's corpse.

The first dragon, because of the cautious relationship, took more than a month. The second dragon only took a month.

One hundred dragons, at Jiang Lin's request, only killed twenty, and it took nearly two years.

With such a huge body, if all the hundred dragons are killed, the market will not be able to digest it at all, and the price will fall sharply.

The corpse is not like a divine rosary, it cannot be stored for a long time at all, and the frozen state will slowly deteriorate.

The forbidden desert, many monks pushed all the way forward, and the blood fruit trees all remained intact.

Beyond the first mountain of bones, a dense group of heroic spirits finally appeared in front of him.

This is the greatest wealth of the ancient battlefield.

Jiang Lin shouted, "Now all the personnel move forward according to the group, and all the harvests will be handed over to the Nanyang Express staff in the rear, and the system will convert them into credits according to their respective harvests." After three years, it will be handed over to the Beizong garrison, and within a hundred years after the Beizong garrison, you will have a certain percentage of dividends. ”

Three years is the harvest time for many monks, and only with the help of so many monks can we move forward in front of such a density of heroic spirits.

Huang Zhongjian sighed, "It's a pity, Mei'er and Sister Slowly have both been cultivating, and the Divine Rosary here is a good thing." ”

Jiang Lin nodded and said, "Let's go, this is the best place to practice the Divine Mind Spell." The power of the Divine Mind spell will increase here, and when the Divine Mind is restored, the Divine Mind will become more dense. ”

In Jiang Lin's Divine Thoughts, ten thousand Divine Thoughts Thorns had already been stored, which was already the limit of Jiang Lin's ability to store.

More than 10 million monks dispersed the density of the Heroic Spirits, otherwise, no matter how powerful the monks were, they would not be able to withstand the tens of thousands of Heroic Spirits living together and pounce on them.

Just like the dragon that was killed by many monks in front of it, ants can also bite and kill elephants.

Jiang Lin and Huang Zhongjian went up together and began to destroy the Heroic Spirits and practice the Divine Mind Spell.

Each time the Divine Mind Thorn stabs a Heroic Spirit, it will become a little smaller until it slowly disappears.

It was in the midst of the wear and tear of this divine thought thorn and the heroic spirit that Jiang Lin could slightly sense the essence of the divine thought.

Divine thoughts are made up of individual thoughts, and it is only in the physical body that thoughts can be constantly generated.

But why does Buddhism want to abandon the physical body, can the divine mind really leave the physical body and live forever?

Jiang Lin continued to comprehend the countless thoughts in his thoughts, but the doubts in his heart were increasing more and more.

This is the step of learning, and with learning, everyone has constant questions.

And the continuous answering of questions constitutes the whole process of learning.

Doubts are also the driving force for learning, Jiang Lin gradually began to be interested in divine thoughts, this is another avenue with no end.

Jiang Lin fell into thinking, but it made Huang Zhongjian busy.

All the monks have experienced the conquest of the virtual space, only to move forward slowly.

However, Jiang Lin had this kind of combat experience for the first time, and with the elimination of the heroic spirits one by one, Jiang Lin slowly began to break away from the entire battle line.

Huang Zhongjian hurriedly resisted beside Jiang Lin, and he really didn't want to interrupt Jiang Lin's hard-won understanding.

With the help of the confused divine thoughts on the battlefield and this rare epiphany, Jiang Lin gradually felt the existence of the divine realm.

With Jiang Lin's divine thoughts of less than the eighth level, he kept touching the edge of the divine realm.

The divine realm is definitely different from the virtual space.

Everything in the virtual space is virtual, but the divine realm is real, it seems to exist in another space, but it is an independent world.

With the continuous contact with the edge of the Divine Realm, Jiang Lin's divine thoughts slowly grew, and he was about to break through to the eighth level.

At this time, Jiang Lin was woken up by Huang Zhongjian.

Jiang Lin was already at the forefront, and Huang Zhongjian's divine thoughts were already injured, and he couldn't resist it anymore.

Jiang Lin hurriedly hugged Huang Zhongjian and teleported to the back of the team, but he was afraid for a while.

If it was a little later, not only Huang Zhongjian's life would not be guaranteed, but Jiang Lin would also die unconsciously.

In just a moment, the ten thousand divine thoughts in Jiang Lin's mind had been consumed.

In the epiphany, Jiang Lin used all the Divine Thoughts Thorns one after another, and he didn't test the problem of hitting and wasting at all, just for the moment when the Divine Thoughts Thorns kept colliding and wearing.

Sitting meditation and visualization are different experiences, and in the process of contemplating oneself, one thought after another is constantly generated, which should be what Buddhism says, and wisdom is born in concentration.

This thought that is generating all the time is to represent oneself, so how can we keep thinking about it.

It doesn't matter if the number of thoughts is small, but for a monk like a Buddha who uses his thoughts all the time, this is extremely important.

It is no wonder that Buddhists do not attach importance to the body, they see the body as a kind of bondage to the mind.

The violent consumption of divine thoughts, and the continuous recovery, consume the energy of the body, and it is no wonder that Taoism and Buddhism are always in a state of opposition.

This is knowing one and not knowing the other.

Jiang Lin has finally understood why the Taoist Buddha can't cultivate at the same time.