"It is rumored that after cultivating to the ghost immortal, flying into the clouds, facing the baptism of heavenly thunder, and resisting the past, you can borrow the power of thunder to transform the divine soul from yīn to pure yang, and practice it into a yang god, with endless changes, vast magical powers, and more than human immortals, but this thunder and lightning is the power of heaven and earth, the power is too vast, and if you don't pay attention to it, your soul will fly away, no wonder Ziyue said that in all dynasties, amazing and brilliant cultivators have emerged in endlessly, but those who have cultivated to the realm of yang gods and become immortals are only in legends, and they have not appeared........."

After the chūn thunder in the sky rang out, it gradually subsided, and the chūn rain became more entangled.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, at the door, a group of thoughts that could not be seen by the naked eye slowly gathered, and finally gradually condensed into a human figure, which was Hong Yi.

Hong Yi's soul was condensed and formed, and he no longer dared to wander, and drifted towards his own body on the bed with difficulty, but it drifted very slowly, and it was unstable, as if it was going to disperse at any time, like an oil lamp in the wind and rain.

Finally drifting to the bed, the spirit seemed to be a drowning man grasping a life-saving straw and slammed into it.

After the spirit penetrated, Hong Yi's whole body was shocked, and after a long time, he opened his eyes, his face was pale, and he had completely lost his blood, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

Hong Yi only felt that he was extremely weak.

Sitting on the bed, I couldn't lift my strength at all.

This is the sequelae after being dissipated by thunder just now, and this time the soul damage is more serious than the last time he was injured by Hong Xuanji's qi and blood masculinity in Zhengfu!

As soon as the thunder rang out, the moment his soul was dissipated, Hong Yi immediately became faster, and his thoughts immediately entered the realm of thousands of generations of changes and immobility, and maintaining the truth.

Under such thoughts, there was finally a little seed of divine soul thoughts, and after the thunder, he barely recovered, but he was still greatly injured.

After the soul was dissipated just now, the horror in Hong Yi's heart seemed to have fallen into the boundless, incomparably dark and terrifying reincarnation, and then experienced a long reincarnation of thousands of lifetimes, which was enough to consume the horror of any soul's memory, helpless. Now that I've recovered, I'm still in a state of panic and don't want to try again.

"If it weren't really like not moving, the realm of this xìng indiscriminate would always remain in my thoughts, I'm afraid I would really be scattered now. ”

Hong Yi's face recovered a little bit of blood, and he muttered to himself.

Recalling the greater than all the fear and powerlessness after being shocked by Chūn Thunder just now, he was no longer at all sure in his heart about the cultivation path of surviving the thunder tribulation and cultivating into a Yang God after training the ghosts and immortals in the future, even if he had the supreme cultivation of the Divine Soul Technique of the Mida Sutra, he was not at all sure.

This kind of power of heaven and earth is not something that weak people can compete with at all. With just a little bit of strength, it can shatter any powerful ghost immortal into powder.

Suddenly, Hong Yi had a completely useless thought about his cultivation path. No matter how powerful a person is, he can't resist the thunderstorm of heaven and earth.

"Huh, my faith is shaken?"

"What is courage, what is sincerity? Ziyue, Concubine Yuan, and even my father? Those people who are Taishang Dao, Zhengyi, Fang Immortal Dao, and even Lifeless Dao and Vacuum Dao? Don't they know the power of heaven and earth? Their experience is ten times richer than mine, and they also know that the world is impermanent, heaven and earth are dangerous, and the road is as dangerous as the wind of the Nine Shadows. But they still moved forward without hesitation. On the path of cultivation, there is no room for the slightest wavering of faith. ”

Hong Yi felt that his confidence was shaken, and suddenly, he asked himself.

"I used to think that if I am familiar with poetry and books and understand the principles of righteousness, I will have courage in my heart, but these are all false, and I will do it in the outside, only when I really embark on the road of pursuing the other side and bear the power of heaven and earth, I can continue to move forward and be fearless, this is the real courage and sincerity. ”

Hong Yi asked himself, but also reflected on himself.

Every rhetorical question, every rhetorical question, Hong Yi felt something sincere, taking root from the depths of his heart.

"Amitayus, immeasurable light, no Amitabha in the south. ”

Suddenly, Hong Yi sincerely recited the last eleven words on the scriptures, formed a circle with his hands, knotted the Mita seal, and worshiped sincerely in his heart.

He is not worshipping the Buddha, but worshipping the sincere realm that even after endless calamities and thousands of lifetimes of reincarnation, he still maintains the true state of immobility.

This kind of realm, why is it not worthy of pious worship?

"The power of heaven and earth cannot be resisted. ”

At the same time, Hong Yi put his hands flat, looked at the sky outside the window, and made the most devout worship of the might of heaven and earth.

Under the vast majesty of the sky, there is no living creature that does not produce awe.

It wasn't until this moment today that he truly understood what the power of heaven and earth was.

To cultivate the Tao and cultivate martial arts is to break through the power of heaven and earth and reach the other side.

How much determination does it take to break through the limits of heaven and earth and the limits of life with this kind of weak life?

"The long road is long, the thorns are thick, the power of heaven and earth, man walks alone, bears everything alone. ”

At this moment, Hong Yi had a heartfelt admiration for all those who walked on the two roads of immortal road and martial arts, hoping to transcend and persevere, and at the same time, he also worshiped and awe.

A thought that contains plainness, joy, awe, and courage arises spontaneously in the depths of Hong Yi's heart.

Hong Yi's divine soul has a feeling of being reborn, this is not the growth of the divine soul, nor is it the jīng advancement of cultivation, but after experiencing the power of heaven and earth, there is no annihilation, and the baptism of the heart for the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

Whether it is an immortal cultivator or a martial artist, the path taken is a Jedi path. In the thousands of thorn bushes, surrounded by tigers, leopards, jackals and wolves, he carved out a path and walked forward alone.

In the boundless sea, the wind and waves are overwhelming, and they will be destroyed at any time, and the despair on the other side will never be seen.

Under the despair of not being able to see the other side, people can still be fearless and move forward firmly.

That's sincerity.

Constantly asking himself and constantly introspecting, Hong Yi finally touched the artistic conception of "sincerity", and pursued the true nature of the other side with a pious heart. How much wisdom, how much courage, how much perseverance, how much danger, how much righteousness?

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Hong Yi entered the realm of meditation between self-questioning and self-reflection.

The damaged soul slowly recovered, and after those introspections, the plainness, joy, awe, courage, wisdom, perseverance, and sincere thoughts that surged up in the heart were like the chūn rain that entwined the mian outside, nourishing the heart.

Until the night, and then at night, Hong Yi sat still like this, motionless.

One night passed, the sky was bright in the morning, the clouds broke through the sky, and a ray of sunshine shipped on Hong Yi's face, he woke up, opened his eyes, and there was a moving color between heaven and earth.

Silently transporting his soul, he suddenly went out of his body, facing the sun, Hong Yi still felt a tingling pain all over his body, and it was blurry.

Cultivation did not grow.

But Hong Yi's soul returned to his shell, but there was no impatience in his heart, nor was he irresistible anxiety because of the vast sunshine, but instead he had a strong courage for future cultivation and on the road of life.

Even if the sky is falling apart and the abyss is dead, I still insist on the sincerity of moving forward.