Hearing the sound, the black-robed man's face changed greatly, but as soon as he wanted to turn around, he felt a pain in his neck, and his eyes were black and unconscious.

Knocked out the black-robed man, Zhou Nan crawled out of the sealed dragon coffin, dealt with the black-clothed people who were in horror, and hurriedly cleaned the battlefield, and after destroying the corpse and destroying the traces of the corpse, he carried the black-robed man upside down, turned into a blue light, and flew into the distance.

That night, the whole royal capital was in a state of terror. The loud bangs that sounded from time to time, the sky-high fire, and the constantly shaking earth all left all kinds of marks in their fragile hearts. Suddenly, with the help of some good deeds, this matter spread ten, ten and hundred, and the three of them became tigers, and it was rumored that there were immortals and there was a big war.

The next day, the pioneer sent a few mortals to investigate, and when they saw that there was no danger, the middle-aged man and the old man sneaked back. Looking at the mansion that had been reduced to ruins, both of them opened their mouths wide and their faces were full of sluggishness, but they didn't know what was going on.

Last night, after attracting the black-robed people according to Zhou Nan's plan, taking advantage of the opportunity of their battle with Zhou Nan, these two guys sneaked away. But how it is, everyone knows.

With the black-robed man, Zhou Nan flew out of the royal capital, and after rushing hundreds of miles, he found a barren mountain, opened up a cave mansion, and got into it.

A day later, Zhou Nan opened his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief.

After a day's time, his injuries had fully recovered, and his mana had returned to its peak state. Standing up, Zhou Nan unfolded his thoughts, tightly enveloping the unconscious black-robed man on the side, squinting his eyes slightly, and probing carefully.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhou Nan put away his thoughts and frowned. This black-robed man's cultivation is in the middle stage of foundation building, and the strength of his divine soul is not much weaker than him, so it is still very difficult to search for souls. Therefore, Zhou Nan could only sigh helplessly and made a ruthless move.

Three days later, after a lot of effort, he tossed desperately, and felt that the black-robed man only had one breath left, and his soul was already extremely depressed, Zhou Nan smiled coldly, and stopped staying. Reaching out, it slammed into his head.

Suddenly, with a long series of obscure and extremely strange spells, Zhou Nan's eyes opened suddenly, and with a low shout, a green light shot out of his eyebrows, pierced the forehead of the black-robed man, flashed, and drilled into his head.

Zhou Nan's eyes were cold, the more the incantation was pronounced, the more urgent it became, and the body of the black-robed man also struggled violently unconsciously, with bursts of desperate roars coming out of his mouth, and his limbs were constantly waving, looking crazy, wanting to push Zhou Nan's hand away.

But Zhou Nan's hand, like an iron hoop, was firmly stuck in his head. No matter how the black-robed man struggled, he didn't relax at all. After a while, the black-robed man's roar weakened, and as soon as the seven orifices were loosened, blood flowed out. The bloodshot eyes, staring at the boss in a daze, staring at Zhou Nan, the whole person was already out of breath and intake in little air, and he was dying.

Putting away his hand, Zhou Nan burned the black-robed man on fire and picked up his storage bag. rubbed his slightly swollen eyebrows, sat cross-legged on the ground, and quietly breathed.

It took half an hour for Zhou Nan to recover from the sequelae of the soul searching technique. He snorted coldly into the air, and said in a dark voice, "Damn, there is no useful news." These guys are really cautious. ”

After scolding a few words, after stabilizing his mood, Zhou Nan pondered.

It turned out that judging from the results of his soul search for this black-robed man, he didn't get any valuable information at all.

The origin and identity of this group of black-robed people seemed to have been erased from their minds by the Great Divine Power Monks, and there was nothing useful left. In the depths of their souls, the only thing that knows the way is to attack more small families, small forces. This order, like a nail, was stuck in their minds and became their dominant.

Without getting any news, Zhou Nan waved his hand angrily, took out a large number of storage bags in his arms, and examined them carefully. Half an hour later, Zhou Nan was holding a fist-sized light blue bead in one hand, with an excited face.

"Tiangang Lei, I can't imagine this kind of thing. No wonder it's so powerful. After playing for a while, Zhou Nan took out a wooden box, carefully put away the Tiangang Thunder, and put it in his storage bag.

Tiangang Thunder, the evolved version of Tianleizi. Collect the heavenly thunder, add the earth fire, and it cannot be refined if it is not an ancestor of the Dan period. Each one has the full force of the Great Perfection monk in the late stage of foundation building. In the field of foundation building, it is a well-known killer. In the Yan Kingdom, it is the same name as the Blood Demon Gang Thunder of the Blood Demon Sect. Quantities are scarce, but they are not available.

Yesterday, the black-robed man detonated the Tiangang Thunder, and seeing that he couldn't escape, Zhou Nan had no choice but to sacrifice his strongest defense. But that's it, his shield spirit weapon and blue light shield only lasted for a short breath before they were broken to pieces. If he hadn't had an idea and hid in the sealed dragon coffin in time, he would have at least been seriously injured.

The attack of the Great Perfection of Foundation Building, in the foundation building period, has reached another height, far exceeding the late stage of foundation building. Even with Zhou Nan's strength, against such an enemy, he could only flee for his life in a hurry, and he couldn't afford to have the slightest sense of confrontation.

His current situation is a steady victory against the monks in the early stage of foundation building. For the monks in the middle of the foundation building, half a catty and eight taels, winning or losing depends on the situation. For the monks in the later stage of the foundation building, they can only fall into the disadvantage, but they have more than enough to protect themselves. As for the later stage of building the foundation, Zhou Nan could only smile bitterly, and he didn't have much power to resist at all.

The reason why the black demons were invincible during the foundation building period was not because of how high their cultivation was, but because of their immortal body. As long as the battle cannot be resolved in a short time, or flee. That is, the monks who built the foundation of the Great Perfection, and the black evil in the later stage of the foundation building only had to fall in the end.

This is also the reason why Zhou Nan fled in the first place, even if he had the upper hand with blood and courage for a while, he did not dare to drag it out. And in the case of the black shas, the monks who have built the foundation of the Great Perfection are basically already the 'black shasers' in this realm!

All in all, the gap in strength is so big that it is a certain distance, and the conspiracy to calculate these things is really a little pale.

The rest of the things, except for a few spiritual weapons on the body of the black-robed man in the middle stage of foundation building, the rest, Zhou Nan just looked at it casually, and saw that it was not of great value, so he casually threw it into the storage bag and prepared to dispose of it later.

After checking it, although he still didn't get any useful news, Zhou Nan's face was full of smiles. It is not worth the trip to be able to harvest a Tiangang thunder in a battle. You must know that with his cultivation, he will not be able to refine the bloodless thunder at all. Therefore, this Tiangang Thunder is another killer weapon for him, and at a critical time, it is something that can save his life, how can he not be happy?

After putting away his things, Zhou Nan didn't plan to stay in this wilderness, so he got out of the cave and flew into the distance. But he didn't plan to return to Xia again. Such a big thing happened, and the black-robed people suffered such a big loss, and the power behind them would definitely not give up.

The person who comes back next time must be an even more terrifying existence. He goes back now, and it's purely self-defeating. Premeditated fishing as bait, that's called trouble-free. Knowing that the road is a fish hook and biting it, it is a fool. Zhou Nan would not be hopelessly stupid, even if there was only a one percent probability of this matter, he would not take any chances. The reason why he has survived so far is inseparable from his prudence.

Fortunately, after killing a group of black-robed people, his task was completed. When the time comes, as long as they hand over one item on their body, someone will naturally evaluate their contributions. It can be said that Zhou Nan is now light and has nothing to do. also fulfilled his parents' last wish, even if he left the Yan Kingdom and the Xuanhuo Sect now, it is not impossible.

In the next time, Zhou Nan did not have a definite goal, and while wandering, he felt the various states of life and improved his mood. Although the cultivation cannot reach the Dan period, just the accumulation of ordinary spiritual energy can improve the cultivation. But the state of mind is just as important.

The state of mind is a mysterious and mysterious thing. It is neither visible nor touchable, but it is real.

The state of mind, with the improvement of cultivation, the more obvious the manifestation of the appearance. It is embodied in the monk's attitude when encountering difficulties, bottlenecks, and demons. People with a high mood are not shocked when dealing with things, and they can talk and laugh with a knife on their necks. People with a poor mood are panicked and timid when things happen. Simple things can be messed up.

It seems like it's a matter of guts. But this is not the case, although guts can also play a role. But the most important thing is the issue of the depth of the world. The deeper the world, and the person who can have an epiphany and break free, must be in a very good state of mind. These people often have a great deed, and they will become famous for thousands of years.

But don't think that this is the end goal, and that the state of mind is the ultimate goal. Immortal cultivators, fighting with the sky, the earth, and people, what they want is to go against the sky, constantly improve their cultivation, and finally attain the Tao and achieve true immortals.

Therefore, the state of mind, the cultivation, the power, the wealth, everything is in the service of this ultimate goal. As long as you can accomplish the goal of becoming an immortal, even if you give up the world and your feelings, you will not hesitate to do so.

Time is a terrible thing, and it is fair to all people. Whether you are a powerful and high-ranking person, or a beggar who is embarrassed and falls on the streets. Time will not deviate in the slightest because of your identity and your achievements.

Therefore, what immortal cultivators have to do is to seize every minute and every second and move forward bravely.

While we can't stop the passage of time, we can get ahead of it. As long as you can cultivate into a true immortal, that time, you will never catch up with your footsteps. That means that if nothing happens, you will live forever.

This may be the biggest difference between immortal cultivators and mortals. And mortals, no matter how hard they try, it is impossible to go ahead of time, and after a few decades, no matter how unwilling you are, it is just a handful of loess.

Therefore, mortals pay more attention to what benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, faith, love, and so on. In order to burn out their own light and heat in the shortest possible time. Only in this way will they feel at ease and feel that their lives are worthwhile.

But immortal cultivators are different, as long as their cultivation is constantly improving, they can completely obtain ten or even a hundred times more lifespan than mortals. In the long years, even the strongest feelings will gradually fade with the passage of time. And in the end, all that's left is the tasteless blandness. And how to find one's own true knowledge in the ordinary, that is what immortal cultivators should do.