This gaze was that until midnight, Wu Hao had been observing the spinning runes. The runes are like Star Swirl in the starry sky, with a little red light fluttering, but in the center of the red light, there are runes the size of a grain of rice, and the rune body is not red, but has no color, yes, it has no color, and it is almost transparent.

It's wonderful to be able to see where it is. The more he looked at it, the more frightened Wu Hao became, this rune seemed to really have life, the circulating vortex was the frequency of his breathing, the overflowing rune was its beating pulse, and the circulating red light was its scorching blood.

And the reason why the transparent runes outside are transparent is because they don't exist, so they are transparent. Of course, it does not mean that the invisible things do not exist, such as aura, which is the essence of heaven and earth, which is difficult for ordinary people to find, but those who cultivate immortals, or those who have achieved success in cultivation, or have extraordinary spiritual eyes, can see that the cultivation world is a world full of brilliance, and every spiritual object is composed of a cluster of light, regardless of people or things, everything is a natural manifestation.

The non-existence of runes is essentially different from the invisibility of aura, and this distinction is like aura like air, although it cannot be seen or touched clearly, but through practice, its existence can also be felt.

But the runes are like memories of the past, as if they were yesterday, every scene is so real, but it just doesn't exist, or it exists in the past, or it can only exist in the past, or the law is bound like this, like the sun rises and the moon sets, the tide rises and falls, everything is natural, where the law is, it is so, and where does it exist.

It's just that Wu Hao didn't know, looking at the wisps of runes, although they were all the size of a needle's eye, they looked at them one by one, they were roughly similar, densely packed with no less than tens of thousands, and he really felt dizzy.

Wu Hao watched the runes one by one, once, twice, three times until Wu Hao's consciousness was faintly painful. You must know that immortal cultivators have divine sense, which is better than what the world says about one glance and ten elements. A practice method is often obscure and extremely long, if the five senses of immortal cultivators are not stronger than mortals, how can they talk about cultivating immortals.

After his consciousness was tired, Wu Hao relaxed his mind, closed his eyes and recalled the runes he had just read, but found that his mind was empty, and nothing was left, as if that memory was sealed, maybe it was not sealed, but gone!

Obviously, when I was watching, I still had some understanding in my heart and some of my own experiences, but now when I sink down and think about it, there is nothing left.

"Hell yes!"

As a monk, Wu Hao could only scold in his heart, but he didn't really believe in the theory of ghosts and gods. The ghosts and monsters mentioned in the world are just some ghosts or other monsters, and they are just creatures struggling on the path of immortals.

After his consciousness recovered, Wu Hao watched it again and again, and later, the result remained the same, there was still nothing left, forgetting everything. After Wu Hao tried a few times, Rao was also panicked in his mind, which was panic about the unknown.

It's like an invisible big hand, silently erasing everything, all traces of Wu Hao's existence.

Wu Hao silently recited the Nine Heavens Star Formula, a trace of mana flowed, and the power that was controlled by himself made Wu Hao breathe a sigh of relief, as if he had found a trace of support.

"I don't need to be proven! because no one can erase me, I am who I am, the only me!"

This rune is so strange that looking at it for a long time can make people's Dao hearts unstable, make people doubt themselves, and make people believe in the unpredictable trajectory - fate.

"My life is up to me, it's up to me, everything has its own fixed number and arrangement, it's all bullshit. I want this day, I can't tolerate me from now on, if the gods and Buddhas of the heavens really exist, how can there be any ascension, my Dao heart, can not be shaken!"

This time, Wu Hao didn't deliberately memorize the runes, as if he was playing in the mountains and rivers, sitting and watching the clouds rise and fall. In my heart, I gradually forgot the shape of the rune, forgetting that it was a swirl of blood, forgetting the light, forgetting. Everything in the heart goes with the wind, all distracting thoughts become empty, and the body and mind seem to merge into the void.

In the secret room, Qingyun Ancestor, who was originally recuperating from his injuries, had a change in expression on his face, and he disappeared into the void in an instant.

Wu Hao had a lot of feelings, an indescribable feeling was born, the law moved at will, and the mana at the dantian was constantly surging, and it actually began to rotate slowly with the runes, and it was a little jerky at first, and gradually even the frequency turned into the same as the blood rune.

Qingyun Ancestor was hidden in the void, looking at Wu Hao who was guarding the edge of the Spirit Valley, an old face couldn't hide his surprise, and then he laughed, and the wrinkles were twisted together, like a chrysanthemum. The originally cloudy eyes also burst out with dazzling light.

It's just that Qingyun Ancestor is so hidden in the void, and he didn't interfere with Wu Hao, everything depends on Wu Hao.

The mana in the dantian rotated slowly, next to the blood-colored rune, like a twin star. It's just that no matter how realistic the mana vortex is, it doesn't have the feeling of a rune that makes people's hearts sway at a glance.

But even so, the mana vortex was also extremely mysterious, especially when Wu Hao got up in the middle of the night, the rotating mana vortex, paused, and then rotated rapidly, and only a red circular outline could be seen.

The runic Star Swirl seemed to sense, and a milky white ray of light shot into the mana vortex. The white light is like a bridge, and an inexplicable force is transmitted between the two. The whole process seems to be a long time, and it seems to be only a moment, and it seems that time is slightly out of order.

The white pillar of light disappeared, and the blood-colored runes that rotated extremely quickly overflowed, and with a "buzz", it exploded violently, and the aftermath of the wave made the dantian all shocked. In the center, the original rotating mana disappeared, and a palm-sized spirit rune appeared, and with a touch of his heart, Wu Hao actually gave birth to a kind of talisman, this talisman is in his hand, and I have the pride in the world.

Wu Hao showed excitement in the night, and then was forcibly pressed down again, the most taboo arrogance on the road to cultivation, there are many things about capsizing in the gutter.

Qingyun Ancestor, who had been waiting until midnight, saw the excitement on Wu Hao's face, and knew that Wu Hao's enlightenment had succeeded, and his old face turned red with a smile. Seeing that Wu Hao was just unfazed in an instant, he secretly said that Wu Hao had a good heart, and he couldn't close his mouth with a smile.

You must know that a genius is a genius only when he is alive, and if he dies, he is nothing, and no one will remember you, but he is just a handful of loess on the road to the fairy road. Only through the immortal road, feathering the flying immortals, and achieving the supreme avenue, will it be passed down by future generations.

The spirit rune at Wu Hao's dantian, under the movement of his mind, turned into mist-like mana and was stored in the dantian. Just for a moment, I don't know if it was an illusion, Wu Hao saw a fragment of rune, hidden in the depths of Rune Star Swirl, and the surrounding beasts appeared. It's just that these things are fleeting, and Wu Hao doesn't know if there is an illusion.

However, Wu Hao didn't think deeply, came to a rejuvenating grass, and touched a dark yellow rejuvenating grass. A little bit of index finger, a trace of mana condensed on it, and as soon as his heart moved, the mana was like a butterfly piercing a flower, and it condensed into a spirit rune in the blink of an eye.

The spirit rune is gathered by blood-colored mana, but it is not bleeding, but there is a faint white halo, but the spirit rhyme is restrained, not very obvious.

Qingyun Ancestor somewhere in the void, looking at the spirit rune in Wu Hao's hand, stretched out his divine sense to explore, but as soon as he touched it, he was swallowed silently, and immediately cut off that wisp of divine consciousness in shock.

Wu Hao's face changed, and the spirit rune at his fingertips shot towards the sky. The spirit rune, which was originally the size of a fingernail, rose in the wind, turned into the size of a palm, and hit the void.

The spirit rune flashed brightly, hitting the void fiercely, like a bright firework, blooming in an instant, and a cloud of spiritual energy rose up. The aftermath of the agitation fell around the small courtyard, and deep pits appeared, making the house a mess.

Such an amazing blow from the spirit rune did not make Wu Hao's face appear half happy, but instead looked at the place where the spirit rune exploded with a look of surprise.

The blue light flashed, and an old man appeared in the void, and the old man stood in the void, and on his right hand was a jumping spirit rune, which was the spirit rune condensed by Wu Hao.

"Building the Foundation"

Wu Hao secretly screamed in his heart, with a look of panic on his face, he leaned over to salute the old man, and said respectfully.

"The elder forgives the sin, the disciple just saw someone peeping and subconsciously attacked, not intentionally offending the majesty of the elder. ”

Seeing Wu Haocheng's frightened appearance, the old man's face turned angry, and he pinched his finger at the spirit rune, turning into a spirit and disappearing. He said sharply to Wu Hao.

"Boy, for a lifetime, if you live like this, you can't do what you want to do, you can't say what you want to say, how can you be happy. ”

Wu Hao was a little surprised in his heart, he didn't know what this person's intention was when he said these words, but he didn't know how to answer for a while.

The old man didn't dare to speak when he saw Wu Hao, his old face was flat, and his jaw and beard trembled with anger.

"If you don't answer, don't blame the old man for letting your soul fly away, and you will never fall into reincarnation. ”

As soon as these words came out, Wu Hao's face could no longer be calm, and a wave of anger was born in his heart, and a rare bloody eruption went straight to his brain.

"Happy and free? Immortals have a bad fate, in order to survive, how can they be honest and wronged? Monks are already deceitful to each other, even if they bow their heads for the sake of profit, what can they do?"

When the old man saw Wu Hao shouting, he was not angry but happy, his voice was like a tiger, but it turned into a sigh when it fell on Wu Hao's ears.

"Wrong, wrong, you're wrong. ”

Wu Hao actually had to inch in, thinking that these old monsters were really as moody as the rumors, and he had just offended him so much, I was afraid that he would die in his hands.

The momentum of an outlaw arose, and the anger that had been suppressed for a long time in his heart exploded. Since he embarked on the cultivation realm, there has not been a day that has not been cautious, and along the way, how many have become inflammatory, how many are frightened, and how many lives are hanging by a thread. What is all this for, to become an immortal? Everyone in the world says that they can become immortals, but who can easily succeed, for this illusory wish, a person, forget his love, and go through a lifetime like this. Is it worth it? Is it really worth it?

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