Volume 1 The first acquaintance with the path of cultivating immortals

Chapter Thirty-Nine: Forgetting the Sea Yumo listens to spiritual power

Through the mist, I saw the dim moon halo hanging around the mist, and I couldn't see the moon's original face in a circle, only the yellow halo. The autumn night breeze carries the cold mist in the face, and the cold loneliness of late autumn is used. The cold permeated the darkness, and the night wind carried the atomized monsters back and forth around Yumo.

The distant Qinglong Peak, next to the stream that used to frolic, the former second senior brother and the former master flashed in front of them one by one from time to time, and various things continued to ...... in this fog.

A little boy who was born grew up slowly, grew up, took a wife and had children, and was full of friends, and he could have lived a peaceful life. One day he was obsessed with gambling, and within a few days, he went bankrupt.

In this fog, the man accidentally negligently injured someone, went to prison, and then broke up his marriage,...... He lost everything, from the old friends to no one to watch, this foggy man reached the low point of his life.

The man in the fog was faced with the ridicule and ridicule, indifference and snobbery of his former friends, and the man in the fog felt deeply humiliated and indignant but helpless. In remorse, pain, and despair,......。

The man in the fog turned into a beggar begging along the street, and in front of a large mansion, he fainted from hunger, and was rescued by the housekeeper in the mansion. Zhisheng became the butler's henchman, and under the care of the butler, he became the second butler of the palace within a few years, and the housekeeper was old, and finally took over the position of the housekeeper and became the first person in the palace.

After some time, the emperor died, and the prince took over the throne. The housekeeper became an important minister of the court, and after several major events, he was also named the prince, the old emperor died on the battlefield, the old emperor's children were young, and with the help of many ministers and brothers, the people in the fog became the king of a country again.

In the past, he was full of friends, then to loneliness, and then to the king of a country, he experienced the ups and downs of life and the various states of the world.

I saw a meteor in the distance pierce the night sky, a seven-colored rainbow appeared in the sky, and a group of monks were fighting on the polar rainbow. There are many monks who build foundations and knots, and watch spells and magic weapons shuttling back and forth in the sky.

Look at the blue-clothed monk being hit by a meteor, another gray-clothed Taoist priest being burned by a child with flames, and a monk holding his hand high, forming a gossip pattern in the ground, emitting blue light on the ground.

The two groups of monks kept fighting, and at one point one monk was seriously injured and fell, and another monk was beaten to ashes by the magic weapon.

This kind of help is repeated here ...... a lot.

Yumo looked at these people with pain, confusion, and a sense of powerlessness, is this life?

In a trance, I heard a long howl, this voice Yumo was too familiar. Yumo's spirit lifted, this is Xiaobai's voice, am I entering the environment again? This long howl woke Yumo from his trance.

It's not an illusion, I'm still here, Xiaobai is also next to me, and I'm still sitting on the turtle, moving west along the water.

It's just that this fog is still in front of you, and if you don't look at the fog carefully, your consciousness won't be attracted by it.

Looking at the endless sea, I seem to be tired in my heart, maybe I am tired from watching this fog, or I may be tired from the Xuantian Illusion Mirror.

In short, Yumo looked at the sky and silently looked into the distance, where there were relatives and mothers. Yumo looked down at Xiaobai and Xuangui, the two of them were silent, this is my brother in this life, my partner who accompanies me for life.

The fog is better than life, the life of people in the fog has ups and downs, and in the end it is a relatively happy ending.

When the man in the fog is lost, his wife who abandoned him and his friends who are far away from him are in a good state of the world, and people are warm and cold. Life is like a dream, and a dream is like life.

The people in the fog just don't obey fate, and after becoming a housekeeper, they work hard to make progress, and finally be able to achieve the emperor of a country.

In the eyes of the monks, the emperor is a mustard, and mortals are like ants. And in the illusion of the battle between the immortals, the immortals are just passers-by between heaven and earth. A skill, a spell will also be wiped out, and there will be no corpse left.

The night was dark, the fog was so heavy, and no one could give Yumo an answer. Yumo looked up at the fog shadows, the street was no one, the fog had no shape in the faint moonlight, and the stars were still struggling in the sky.

The starlight flickered and flickered, suddenly bright, suddenly dimmed, in the alternation of light and darkness, it was still flickering, as if to declare its existence and its uncompromising to this darkness and mist!

After Yumo finished watching the heavenly scene, he also closed his eyes and cultivated the Yuquan Immortal Cultivation Technique. Inhale the spirit into the body, the spiritual energy runs in the Great Zhoutian, and the spiritual energy reaches the sea of qi .......

The sky gradually brightened, Yumo took Xiaobai into the storage belt, sat on the back of the turtle, looked at the endless fog, Yumo thought about it, or go down to the water to try to see if he could break through the fog.

Yumo came to the bow of the boat, took off his coat, revealing a body of muscles that were stronger than his peers, fifteen-year-old Yumo has been drifting on the sea for more than a year, in this drifting, his body has become stronger, his divine sense has become stronger, and he has now reached the fourth layer of the Qi refining period, the realm of soul storage. This realm is the most critical period for cultivating immortals and cultivating the Dao, and the foundation will not go far in the future if you don't work hard. Now Yumo has also been in this realm for a long time, and among the three cyclones, the water spiritual power is the most sufficient, and it seems to have reached saturation.

Yumo wore a pair of big pants, jumped into the water, opened his eyes and looked at the water, the water was not very clear, and he was always a little dizzy when he looked at it. Yumo released Xiaobai from the moonlit night of the Twenty-fourth Bridge, and borrowed the spiritual eye to watch in the water, Xiaobai could only see one or two meters away if Yumo didn't come out.

With the help of Xiao Bai's spiritual eyes, this rain ink can be seen dozens of meters away at a glance.

Yumo found his way out underwater, feeling that this sea area was controlled by some prohibition and spell. Yumo was underwater, and when he saw some lost fish, he was spinning around underwater, and it seemed that he couldn't get out.

Yumo found that the small shrimp in the water seemed to have no reaction, there were more cyan shrimp in the sea, most of them were scavengers, and more shrimp meant that there were more animals coming in, and there were more animals dying here, so there were more scavenging shrimp.

Everything in the world has cause and effect, and Yumo remembered that the sea raised giant whales, whales fell to raise fish, and returned to the sea in ten years. Will this be my final destination?

Yumo slowly moved forward on the bottom of the sea, slowly going shallow, and the depth reached a certain level, and there were no more fish, and there was not a single shrimp to be seen.

Under the water, the rain and ink still can't see far, the sea water is still turbid, and without Xiaobai's spiritual eyes, it is blind.

Time is passing quickly, and the number of times Yumo goes to the sea has increased, and Yumo's observation seems to be spinning around in a certain place, just like a small fish in the sea. Because I can't feel it, I am a fan of the in-game and a bystander.

More than ten days have passed in a blink of an eye, and Yumo has not figured out how to do it.

After more than ten days of observation and experimentation, you ignore the fog in this sea of fog, and it can't confuse you.

Later, Yumo tried not to look at the fog, communicated with the turtle many times about the fog, and told Xiaobai many times about the fog, but there was no way.

"Hey, is the sky going to kill me?" For Yumo, who can come out alive in the Xuantian Secret Mirror, this time is really nothing.

Yumo once again looked for an exit in the sea for a long time, and caught some big fish that were spinning in place with Xiaobai and put them in the storage space.

In the past ten days, Yumo opened up a fish pond in the bright moonlit night of the 24th Bridge and put the fish caught in the sea.

Yumo put the seawater in the 7th grid of the herringbone grid, and there was half a grid of water, and put a lot of fish swirling here.

This is really a powerful spiritual weapon, and it can still exert its value after 10,000 years.

After a busy day, Yumo was a little tired, lying in the water and letting go of his divine sense, wanting to try to blend his divine consciousness and water together like in the Xuantian Fantasy Realm, and slowly little by little, the divine consciousness was gently pushed away by the unknown forbidden, can't it be fused?

The divine consciousness once found the fog in the air, tried to blend with it, but was gently pushed away.

The breeze was blowing, and a trace of autumn struck people, and Yumo's body jumped up from the water and came to the old turtle's body.

Yumo lay flat on the body of the old turtle, his divine consciousness was slowly catching the wind, and the wind slowly blew from Yumo's body, and a trace of divine consciousness fell in the wind, moving forward with the wind, and the wind blew from the northeast to the south.

Yumo's divine consciousness drifted in the air, and there was an intermittent connection with Yumo.

Another trace of consciousness made a date with the wind, dancing in the wind.

Yumo's spiritual power is much stronger than that of the monks of the same period, but it is not as strong as in the Xuantian Secret Realm, because only the soul enters there, and there is no body, so Yumo is out of the Xuantian Secret Realm, and the purple aura in the Purple Mansion is only a little more, not as strong as in the Secret Realm. But in the powerful divine consciousness in the secret mirror, Yumo has controlled a divine consciousness that is as powerful as a heavenly immortal, so there are not many people in the world who are stronger than him in the control of divine consciousness.

Yumo's divine consciousness can only extend forty meters outside the body, and there is no eye to observe it, but a trace of divine consciousness is released, and his divine consciousness can feel it, which is different. If the consciousness does not end up giving back information, then it will travel far and wide until the consciousness ends.

A trace of divine consciousness fluttered in the wind, and individual divine consciousness fell into the water, flickering in the water, moving along the water.

It didn't take long for the consciousness in the water to be swallowed up by the water.

As the days passed, Yumo analyzed the signals transmitted by his divine consciousness in the air.

A month has passed, and one day Yumo opened his eyes, this sea of fog is really big.

The speed of the wind was astonishing, and in the course of a month, Yumo's divine consciousness was blown out of this misty area twice.

Yumo kept these two sections of the Divine Consciousness in mind, controlling the Xuan Turtle to move in the direction of the Divine Consciousness's flying.

As the sun set, I saw a person on a hill from a distance, monkeys. The figure is constantly elongating, blending into the sea and sky.

The night came again, and the night did not move forward, Yumo put away the turtle and Xiaobai and came to the Shenxing boat.

Xiao Bai was in the cabin, Yumo was lying on the deck, looking at the stars in the sky, twinkling and twinkling, as if he was winking at Yumo.

Yumo looked at the northern sky, where there was an extremely bright star, and there were seven stars not far from it, and those seven were not what people called the Big Dipper?

These seven stars Yumo still remembers the names are: Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Shaking Light Seven Stars.

The ancients imagined that these seven stars were connected to the shape of the bucket of ancient scooping wine, so it was called the Beidou.

The Big Dipper appeared in different directions in the sky at different times in different seasons and nights, so the ancients decided the seasons according to the direction of the bucket handle at the beginning and dusk: the bucket handle points to the east, the world is spring, the bucket handle guide, the world is summer, the bucket handle points to the west, the world is autumn, the bucket handle refers to the north, the world is winter.

People use the Big Dipper to refer to the four seasons, guide the north, fortune-telling reasoning, house site selection, yin and yang array, etc.; the Big Dipper is also a good choice for monks to absorb the power of the heavens, the power of the Big Dipper is not the spiritual power of the mortal world, this power can be compared with the purple aura from the east. There are also a few people in history who have absorbed the star power of Beidou and refined extraordinary cultivation and achieved heroic deeds.

The status of the Big Dipper in the Kyushu continent is very lofty, their status is much higher than that of the emperors of various countries, the Big Dipper is a god, and there are many legends about them in the world.

According to legend, the Big Dipper is magical, and everything in the world can be moved, regardless of the southeast, northwest, and middle, there is Wuji next to the Big Dipper.