Chapter Twenty-Eight: Where is the Fear?

"I don't know what kind of realm this person cultivates, and I can feel it by looking at it like this, it's really hard to figure it out. Zhang Qian's heart shook slightly, and he was even more surprised that the woman left a talisman, he was able to hide the divine sense of such a master, and after the old man glanced at him, he closed his gaze and ignored it, obviously deceived in the past, I didn't know that Zhang Qian was still peeping in secret, and he was talking to Yang Jiye.

As soon as he spoke, the voice sounded in Zhang Qian's ears, as if he was beside him.

"What a wonderful method!" Zhang Qian couldn't help but admire, and then listened attentively.

"Do you expect to be able to make the Yuan Essence converge in a few days?" the old man suddenly spoke, not caring that Yang Jiye was in the process of entering the meditation.

As soon as Lao Dao spoke, this Yang Jiye immediately woke up from the fixed realm, and there was no hindrance, obviously his heart had reached an extremely terrifying realm, and he almost moved from his heart to send and receive freely, and then he got up and replied: "Within ten days." ”

"Hmm. Lao Dao nodded, as if thinking about something, and then said, "What about in three years?"

Yang Jiye pondered for a moment, and then said: "Within three years, we will inevitably penetrate the twelve canons and enter the realm of drawing hurdles and filling in the realm, as for whether we can form a golden pill, it depends on the chance." Seeing that his expression was calm and ordinary, if when he said something inconsequential, he did not have the slightest caution and pride, he was obviously extremely confident, and Zhang Qian, who listened, also frowned slightly, with murderous intent, and finally knew why such a glimpse of light was left before the woman's illusion dissipated.

The two are lifelong enemies, and their grudges are irresolvable, presumably they want to use his shadow to build a high wall in their Dao hearts.

"Fear, fear, everything is just between life and death, why other worries, mediocrity is just disturbing themselves!" Zhang Qian waved his sleeves and stood up, not caring, naturally he would not leave any shadow in his heart, even if this Yang Jiye's cultivation realm is far better than him now, the situation for him can be described as the right time and place and the people are mourning, but it doesn't matter, to put it mildly, it's just a battle, and you can't hide it, it's better to face it calmly, and there is only murder in your heart.

He paced slowly, to the scene of the glittering shadows.

Now that his realm has been stabilized, it is obvious that the magic realm of his heart is broken, then this scene should be condensed with spells, and he naturally wants to explore the mysteries, but the talisman has long been integrated into the void, and it is impossible to trace, Zhang Qian can only watch quietly, in order to have a deeper understanding of this Yang Jiye, and there will be more chances of winning in the future, and then the old man has a look of relief on his face, and said to him: "Two years later, there will be a big competition between the sects, and the disciples of the true transmission of the seventy-two peaks will participate, and they will be given a spiritual treasure if they win the first place. One upper-level elixir, which is secondary, also gives a dojo, which is one of the seventy-two peaks. ”

Yang Jiye was slightly suspicious and asked, "The Black Cloud Hall gathers the spiritual veins of the five main peaks, is there anything better than this among the seventy-two peaks?"

"It's not, but only the seventy-two peak masters can compete for the position of head. As soon as the old man said this, Yang Jiye was also a little surprised, but his expression changed in an instant, and his eyes revealed a strong fighting spirit, and he didn't feel that this matter was too far away, so he was silent, and only listened to the old man continue: "This head has cultivated into a primordial god, and began to peep into the door of all wonders, and can not be burdened by mundane affairs, so naturally you have to abdicate and make way for the virtuous, as long as you become the master of a peak, you are eligible to compete for the next head, and I secretly help you, it is not without a chance, but you can also convince the public." ”

"With the teacher's words, the disciples naturally have a heart of contention. Yang Jiye nodded, his eyes were full of cold air, and there was a kind of ruthlessness and determination to sweep away everything, and then asked: "It's just that the seventy-two peaks now have their own masters, how can there be any extra dojos, could it be ......?"

Although he did not explain, the reference was already extremely explicit, and it was naturally cannibalistic.

Now no, there are one or two peak masters who died, and naturally there will be.

"You don't need to worry too much, the sect is bigger than every ten years, now it has been a thousand years, the rules have already been established, it is adhering to the natural law of survival of the fittest, the capable are on the incompetent, if you are at the bottom of the ranking, you will naturally have to remove the position of the peak master, go to the door to serve as a secular position, even the disciples can't teach it, and they don't have much ability, occupying the dojo to cultivate is a pure waste of resources. "The old man spoke arrogantly, and degraded those powerful outer door elders as worthless.

Zhang Qian listened to what he said, and did understand a little, "That White Bone Daoist has not asked about the world since he came back from Tianquan Peak, and has devoted himself to retreat, and it seems that he is also preparing for the big competition in three years, which means that he will not easily get out of the customs in this world." He had a little idea in his mind, and was about to listen, but he saw that the scene before him was fading, and the sound was ethereal, and it gradually fell silent, but for a moment there was no trace of it, so he had to give up.

At present, the fear and demons have passed, the sea of bitterness has opened up to two inches, the essence of the body has increased exponentially, and the divine consciousness is naturally much stronger, and it is also more sensitive to all kinds of breaths and substances between heaven and earth.

After a few days of contemplation in the face of the poisonous fire of the earth's lungs, he can condense the true fire to the size of a candle flame, and he can easily kill people when he pops out his fingers.

There is no difference from Lu Yang's performance that day, but the former is performed in the Kwai Water Fire Extinguishing Array, but he is in the underground palace with a strong breath of fire, and it cannot be generalized, there is still a gap between the two.

"Why is it that my heart demon realm is ten times more dangerous than others, and it is much easier to comprehend spells than ordinary monks?" Zhang Qian After this month-long retreat, Zhang Qian gradually found that there was a trace of surprise between himself and normal people, but he didn't know why, originally he suspected that Yu Daoyuan's technique was related, but he was also proficient in medical science, so he naturally knew that there was nothing to do with the two, the former cultivated the physical body, while the inner demon was born from the divine consciousness.

Divine consciousness is the sixth sense of a cultivator, and the stronger the divine sense, the more profound the perception of heaven and earth, and it will improve with the realm.

"My inner demon is dangerous, and it is easier for me to comprehend the spell than ordinary people, which means that my divine sense is far superior to that of the cultivators of the same realm, is this good or bad?" Zhang Qian pondered in his heart, and gradually understood, but he didn't know the cause, he could only consider the consequences and the future, the stronger the divine sense, the clearer the cultivator's sense of the surrounding heaven and earth, this is naturally an excellent thing, but it also means that he has suffered more profound heaven and earth tribulations, such as these two inner demons.

From refining the form and building the foundation to the Jindan Avenue, there are two heavenly tribulations, namely the Heart Demon Tribulation and the Wind and Fire Tribulation.

When the catastrophe of ordinary monks is coming, they are all trembling and trembling like walking on thin ice, and his calamity is a hundred times more dangerous than others, and the future is confusing for a while, but Zhang Qianzi is not afraid, if I have my life, I can plant a golden lotus in the fire, if I am suffering from my life, my heart can't help myself, how to ask for that glimmer of life?

He put the useless thought aside, took out the worn-out jade fragment and fiddled with it in the palm of his hand.

Cultivators can greatly improve their own strength by using tools outside the body, but if they want to drive external objects, they naturally have conditions, the first is the divine consciousness, which is equivalent to the hub between the artifact and themselves, the divine consciousness is weak, and it is impossible to communicate with the artifact at all, and the second is cultivation, because the magic weapon that drives the consumption is also their own essence or true qi, although the exquisite magic weapon can draw all kinds of power from heaven and earth, but it always needs a dominant power.

Now Zhang Qian knows that his divine sense is far superior to those in the same realm, and his body is full of Yuan essence, so he has the heart to try.

If you can successfully refine this magic weapon, although you don't know the effect, it will definitely be good for you.

He squinted his eyes slightly, his divine sense was like a wind, and he slowly wrapped the shabby jade in his hand, and he could vaguely feel the residual smell of earth on it, which seemed to come from the deep underground, not polluted by the world, with a clean and pure feeling, and it seemed extremely lonely, and the divine consciousness was like touching a hard rock, it was difficult to go deep into it, Zhang Qian naturally refused to give up, but just pounced on it.

When he first touched this broken jade with his divine sense, it was difficult to even detect the existence of this thing.

And now that you have overcome the fear and demons, you can clearly feel the aura emanating from this thing, which is a breakthrough, not without hope.

For three days, he sat here quietly, and his whole body seemed to be enchanted.

Suddenly, there was a bang in his mind, and the Yuan Essence in the sea of qi shook in the slightest.

Then the divine consciousness fell into an ethereal space, surrounded by pitch black, but not blocked from the outside world, and the tongue of fire in the dungeon could still be seen, but the edge of this darkness was like a thin line that separated the two spaces.

The outside is full of fire, but the darkness is like eternity.