Mo Xian took a copy of the thunder method and wrote down many tips, his mind was very clear, the ghosts in the Yin Wind Cave were rampant, and the thunder method was a masculine force, which should be able to restrain these ghosts.

He walked to the Yin Feng Cave, the Yin Feng Cave was in the back mountain, and a small room stood at the entrance of the Yin Feng Cave.

An old Taoist priest was dozing off, Mo Xian stood aside respectfully, the door was very deserted, and he couldn't see anyone for a long time.

After an hour, the Taoist priest finally woke up, stretched his waist, yawned, as if he was not fully awake, and recited a Taoist song in his mouth:"

It's gone, the Tao has fallen, and a few Taoists know the true self;

But the fish recognize pearls, and the grass seeds as fairy fruits.

is full of abandonment and curiosity, all of which are blessings and invite misfortune;

I always met the Master who didn't bow his head, and locked the door himself. ”

After singing, he seemed to be awake, looked up at Mo Xian, and Mo Xian made a salute: "Master, the disciple Mo Xian is punished to come here, and obey the arrangement of the master." ”

"You are Mo Xian, I heard that the Pure Nunnery Master of the Fahua Sect said that you are from the Yama Palace?"

"The disciple used to be a killer in the Yama Temple, but now he has changed his evil ways and returned to the Dao Gate. ”

"You have bloody hands, what kind of Tao are you cultivating!"

"A saint, always be good at saving people, so there is no abandonment of people!" Mo Xian quoted the words of the Tao Te Ching to answer him.

The old Taoist priest smiled, his eyes were smeared on his eyes, and under a smile, his mouth was full of white teeth, and his eyes were bright: "You will be clever, go in, you are covered in blood, I am afraid it is easier to attract those ghosts and ghosts, the old Taoist is old, and he sleeps more, so you go." ”

Yawned again, fell asleep on the table, and fell asleep.

Mo Xian's eyes were condensed, his face was suspicious, seeing that his body was loose and heavy, Mo Xian faintly felt that there was a forgotten word, this is a profound method, the vitality is deeply hidden, for a moment, Mo Xian couldn't feel that there was another person here, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have noticed that there was a person here.

He didn't enter the cave immediately, but silently felt it, and after a while, he stepped into the Yin Wind Cave.

As soon as Mo Xian left, Lao Dao moved and muttered, "The son can be taught." ”

Mo Xian walked to the entrance of the cave, he felt a thin film, a flash of brilliance, he entered the cave, it was the prohibition arranged at the entrance of the Yin Wind Cave, preventing the Yin Soul from going out of the cave, it was harmless to people, but for the Yin Soul, it was like a moat.

Now the time is not past noon, there is no wind in the wind cave for the time being, Mo Xian entered the cave, the cave was dim, different from the outside world, but it was not without light, Mo Xian looked up, there was a place in front of him, there was a natural high platform, Mo Xian knew that his destination was there.

He walked there, heard footsteps in the cave, and a bearded man appeared in front of him, he saw Mo Xian, and arched his hand: "You are also here to catch ghosts?"

Mo Xian saw the spirit ghost bag on his waist and smiled slightly: "Brother Tai is a good harvest, I'm afraid that the spirit ghost bag can't fit it." ”

He scratched his head: "Okay, if you want to catch the spirit ghost, I'm afraid you have to go deep into the cave, I'm Yan Tianyun, what's your name?"

"Don't be idle. ”

As soon as the words came out, Yan Tianyun was slightly stunned, and said embarrassedly: "It turned out to be Brother Mo, the four hours of the meridian are not easy to bear, I entered it, it was the end of the remaining time, and I came out at noon." ”

He had a good heart, and Mo Xian smiled and said, "I made a mistake and should be punished, Brother Yan should go quickly, noon is almost here." ”

"Brother Mo, take care. Yan Tianyun arched his hand and hurriedly walked out of the Yin Wind Tunnel.

Mo Xianpan sat on the high platform, he knew that the yin wind was coming, although he had heard of the yin wind, but he had not experienced it.

There seemed to be a whimpering sound in the distance, and a black yin wind blew overwhelmingly, and the sound was amazing, like a thousand angry howls, but it seemed to be sharply reduced, and when the wind blew, it was not as powerful as imagined.

A burst of irritation almost filled Mo Xian's heart, this situation was not normal, Mo Xian immediately used the golden light spell, and a layer of golden light emerged, blocking the yin wind.

Don't think to yourself, the yin wind is scary, it doesn't seem to be much.

As soon as he thought of this, the yin wind changed suddenly, as if the wind around him had stopped, and one by one the broken ghosts surrounded him, and a bloody aura was so great that even the golden light beside him was shaken.

Not only that, the yin wind seemed to awaken Mo Xian's memory, and unconsciously, Mo Xian's eyes were red, he couldn't sit still, and the golden light body protection spell had disappeared without a trace at this time.

Mo Xian felt that all the remnant souls in front of him, he seemed to know everything, countless memories were turned out, and all the people he killed were in front of him, even the companions who were not killed by him, and who had died since childhood, appeared in front of him.

Mo Xian screamed in his heart: "I was not afraid of you in your life, if you die as a ghost, and want to take my life, then let me die!"

He wanted to jump up, a little residual clarity in his heart, suppressed him, told him that it was an illusion, he bit his tongue in his mouth, his mouth was full of blood, and finally pressed his restless heart, he finally remembered the warning of the hidden void, all this is an illusion, how can it be so true.

He kept a little clear, and found that all the ghosts pounced on him, and the cold feeling was to the bone, as if his own flesh and skin did not belong to him.

He felt that his body had become skin and bones, old and decaying, more serious than the loss of vitality last time, Mo Xian had fear in his heart for no reason, between life and death, there was a great terror, he could be regarded as embodied, what was more terrifying than clearly feeling that he was going to death little by little.

He put his heart on this, he was unwilling, but he didn't seem to be able to move, and he wanted to use his true qi, but it didn't work, as if everything was a nightmare.

He doesn't give up, how many times he has fallen into a desperate situation, he just relies on this spirit of not giving up to get out of danger, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, he just doesn't give up.

He struggled in his heart, and suddenly he remembered, he hadn't heard of anyone dying in the Yin Wind Cave, was it just a fake, a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, he was just not far from the entrance of the Yin Wind Cave, could it be that all this was a fake.

He tried his best to stay awake, and people felt it, although it was like a thousand cuts, he still couldn't scream, which was good, at least it showed that he was still alive.

As soon as he thought of this, he thought of the old Taoist priest's sleeping appearance, his body was loose, heavy, and forgetful, right a forgotten word, at this time, Mo Xian thought of forgetting, he didn't know, all this, secretly in line with the Zen essence of Buddhism, "Diamond Sutra" has clouds: no one, no self, no sentient beings, and no longevity.

Everything is selfless and unlikely, the external causes such as suffering disappear with it, the external sensation disappears, and a joy is born from the heart, which is a kind of ecstasy, he is immersed in joy, he does not know, he inadvertently breaks into the realm of the first meditation.

The old Taoist priest fell into the illusion of Mo Xian, and frowned unconsciously, he was the senior brother of the hidden void, the hidden void had long taken care of him, and asked him to take care of Mo Xian, he was proficient in sleeping skills, known as the sleeping fairy, Mo Xian found out that he was different, and he was happy in his heart for the hidden void.

When Mo Xian entered the cave, he remembered that Mo Xian was a killer before, it can be said that he was full of blood, if he entered in the middle of the night, the first level would be easy to pass, why did he come at this time, but Mo Xian had already entered it, and he smiled bitterly, he would not pretend if he knew it, this kid would give him a stick head-on.

Bloody all over his body, I am afraid that the yin wind at noon will be prosperous by the bloody breath, and the power will be increased several times, he has a hard time to eat, is it to save him, otherwise, although there is no fundamental harm to him, I am afraid that it will leave a shadow in the bottom of his heart.

Qian Wuzi was observing Mo Xian, and saw that Mo Xian fell into an illusion, in the yin wind at noon, there were only some weak yin spirits, and they couldn't hurt people at all, because in the middle of the day, the yang energy was the most abundant at noon.

Even in the Yin Wind Tunnel, this law still exists, not to mention that Mo Xian did not go deeper.

Suddenly, Qian Wuzi smiled, this guy, when will he enter meditation, it is not so much meditation as sitting and forgetting, but it is not pure sitting and forgetting, don't care about him, he is fine at noon.

Authentic meditation is defined by desire to go deeper, and gradually become disgusted with centrifugation, and thus from desire to define and go deep into the ground, and then the eight touches occur, and the beginning of meditation begins to fill the heart, and then the heart is filled with joy, and then the disgust of centrifugation is further deepened.

But Mo Xian is introduced by forgetting, the eight touches are not triggered at all, he suffers, compared to the eight touches, it is so strong that he should not enter the first meditation at all, but enter the first meditation, give up the suffering and get happiness, tireless centrifugation, will not enter the second meditation.

Speaking of his first meditation, it is closer to sitting and forgetting, but it is more joyful than sitting and forgetting.

Gradually, the yin wind has subsided, the yin wind has ended at noon, Mo Xian also got out of the concentration, he was surprised to find that he had nothing to do at all, it turned out that what he experienced was an illusion, looking at himself, his own merits did not increase, but a little regressed, but the interior seemed to be brighter, he seemed to be different, in what aspect?

He felt very puzzled, he seemed to be a little purer, and seemed to be a lot more relaxed, Mo Xian didn't know, the yin wind entered the body, and his body and mind were cultivated, and the yang energy in the body naturally reacted, and the impurities in the body and mind were partially removed.

A noon yin wind, almost made Mo Xian plant a big heel, then, down the unitary time yin wind, logically speaking, the unitary time is the time when the gold line between heaven and earth is vigorous, the yin wind is naturally golden, full of killing, that should be when the military soul is in its prime, it is better to take advantage of this time to practice a thunder method.

The thunder method he refined, known as the Shenxiao Thunder Method, however, what he is currently refining is only the foundation, for the palm thunder, visualizing the thunder god, changing myriadly, gathering the yin and yang qi of heaven and earth, and releasing it in the palm.

Mo Xian studied the thunder method here, and unconsciously, the unitary time had arrived, Mo Xian heard the roar of ten thousand holes, like thunder, a yin wind rose from the depths of the cave, as if there were thousands of drums, and before it was close, a cold and cold pounced with determination.

There seemed to be countless ironclad soldiers in the wind, faintly seeing countless black smoke into arrows, shooting head-on, Mo Xian put his hand down, the yin and yang qi fought together, and there was a thunderous sound, clearing a large piece.

The yin wind was also angry, and there seemed to be a killing sound in the wind, like a golden iron horse, surrounding it.