Feng Ling looked at Qingyang with a radiant look, and then looked at the sword in her hand, at this moment, she felt that there was a kind of mysterious liliang on her body, allowing her to step on the ground as if she were empty.

"This is the method of Edgeworth?" asked Feng Ling.

Qingyang said: "You have been inseparable from this sword for more than ten years, in fact, it can be regarded as a kind of sword cultivation, I just opened that door for you." ”

"I've always heard that the entrance door is just a layer of paper, and if you enter it, you will enter, and if you enter, it will be two different shijie, and I used to think that this was just a kind of pretend profoundness, but now I really realize it. Feng Ling said, gesturing with the sword in his hand.

Qingyang looked at Feng Ling silently, but the thoughts in his heart fluttered to the point where he didn't know, he was thinking about what Feng Ling's origin was, what kind of sword was the sword in her hand, thinking about the pair of eyes in Ah Bi City and the junior brother who was locked in a cage, thinking about the reason for the sudden collapse of the Tianyan Dao Sect and who were behind it, thinking about how the Tibetan God Destiny Box that his friend Ah Yuan's family would have twenty years ago would appear in the world, and thinking about who would be behind the wisp of divine thought in the heart of Fu Fengzi, who taught the Seven Star Life Protector Array to the non-Taoist people。

In the end, he thought that the master had expelled himself from the sect twenty years ago in accordance with the wishes of his uncles and uncles, and whether he had known that there would be such a day. In the end, he thought of whether it was a coincidence or someone was arranging everything when this "The Manifestation of the Heavenly Demon in His Heart" appeared in his hands.

Qingyang, who has stepped into the heavenly realm, has thoughts flying in his heart, the heavenly demon in his heart roars and roars, and his self closes his eyes and stands quietly under the disturbance of the heavenly demon, as if he is alone in the middle of the city to keep a peaceful old man reading a book.

The heavenly demons are wonderful, but what is refined after the subtlety is the self.

Qingyang walked in front, Muyang, Rongyang, and Feng Ling followed, following Qingyang on the road paved with black sand, and they could faintly hear the roar of the Heavenly Demon in their ears. The original yellow sand has turned into black sand at this time.

"Where are we going?" asked Feng Ling.

"Go forward. Qingyang said lightly.

"What's up ahead?" Feng Ling continued.

"There's everything ahead. ”

Just when Feng Ling asked this, it seemed to be an opportunity in the dark, and a kind of spiritual light seemed to be born in his heart to guide him, and there was everything he needed in front of him.

At the same time, there was a sense of urgency in his heart, a feeling that had been in his heart for a long time.

There was another silence, Rong Yang and Mu Yang looked at the place they walked underfoot, and their hearts were worried, twenty years ago they knew that Qing Yang had cultivated an evil Dao Secret, and even the Dharma intention in the Dharma Pillar would be polluted, which was also the reason why Qing Yang was expelled from the sect.

They were worried that Qingyang would one day be unable to control the manifestation of the twenty-four phase heavenly demons, and eventually become the biggest demon in this world, not to mention that the current situation of the Tianyan Dao sect made Qingyang unable to cultivate, although those heavenly demons had not yet manifested, they had already been exposed.

Feng Ling didn't care about these at all, she only wanted to meet the monk for a while now, in his opinion, there was nothing in this heavenly monk, a brittle one, and there was no great supernatural power.

"Why don't we go to that city? Feng Ling said suddenly.

Qingyang didn't pay attention to her this time, but she continued: "I heard you say that Ah Bicheng is terrifying, I went to slash it with a sword. ”

"You can't cut it. Mu Yang said suddenly.

“weishenme。 ”

"Your sword is not an ordinary sword, but now you can only cut some people and magic weapons at most. ”

"How do you know I can't kill that city? Feng Ling said loudly.

"The spiritual power in your sword may be enough, but your mental power is not enough. Mu Yang said lightly.

"What is mental strength. Feng Ling asked.

Mu Yang continued: "There is a saying that the heart is more than enough but the strength is insufficient. Do you feel any different from the sword in your hand when you wield it?"

Feng Ling thought for a moment and said: "In the past, when the sword was wielded, the weight of the sword was only the weight of the sword, but now when the sword is swung, the greater the force used, the heavier the sword feels, but this weight is not that heavy, but a feeling, is this the reason why the mental strength is not enough?"

"That's right, in fact, a large part of what we call spiritual cultivation is also talking about this mental power. Because of the spiritual power and the Dharma, the master has already given us, and we ourselves have to practice how to control them. ”

Feng Ling thought silently, as if he was straightening out the relationship between spiritual power, legal will, and mental power.

"Mental strength actually refers to our own cultivation, right?"

In Qingyang's opinion, in fact, she is not very suitable for cultivation, perhaps this is also the reason why the senior brother chose her as a disciple of the Guardian Sect. Most of the disciples of the Guardian School are not good at cultivating, but they are also gifted people.

Mu Yang's thought just flashed in his heart, and he didn't say it, just listened to him continue: "Sadness, anger, hatred, love...... All of this can be transformed into mental power, but these emotions come and go quickly, and we can't wait until there is hatred or love in our hearts before casting spells, so most of the texts in the Great Dao Essentials among the various sects and sects are teaching us to connect the various emotions that arise in our hearts into mental power, which is also the reason why many practitioners always go to the world to experience and taste the sorrows and joys of the world. ”

Feng Ling was silent and digested after hearing this, she was thinking about how she should improve her cultivation, should she go through those loves and hates, and go through the midst of sorrow?

After thinking about it for a while, she couldn't figure it out, so she asked, she has never been a person who is willing to think too long. Mu Yang continued to reply: "Those sorrows, sorrows, loves, and hatreds need to be fully dedicated, and we can't force them, our practice is between every word, deed, and every action, just like meditation, meditation is a method of binding the heart, and over time it has its own mental strength to condense. In our current situation, I, your Uncle Rongyang and your master are all practicing, this kind of practice is not deliberately doing something, when something happens, you don't need to do anything deliberately, what you want is to control, and the invisible liliang will continue to surge in the heart. Cultivation is easier to say, the easier it is to do, but it is not easy to truly attain cultivation. ”

The four of them kept walking like this, Rong Yang and Mu Yang didn't ask where Qing Yang was going, while Feng Ling kept his head shut and didn't speak as if he was also trying to practice.

Originally, Qingyang wanted to find an elixir to heal Songyang and Shenyang's injuries, but after he sensed that he was going forward, and there was something waiting for him in front of him, a sense of urgency surged in his heart. He didn't know what the urgency was, as if it came from the soul.

Just when Feng Ling thought that he was going to go on like this, a snake came out of the void, and this snake was blood-red, as if it had been skinned.

He emerged from the void, twisted and vanished.

When Feng Ling saw it, he reached out and grabbed the hilt of his sword, eager to try. He asked Mu Yang what it was, and Mu Yang said that it was very similar to the witchcraft of the Jiuli clan.

The blood snake writhed and flashed in the void, far and near, Feng Ling was about to kill the other party, but Mu Yang stopped her. As a last resort, Mu Yang didn't want to make a feud with the Jiuli clan, although Qingyang killed an elder of the Jiuli clan, but now there is no one from the Jiuli clan to take revenge, and the one that appears now has not done anything.

The world seemed to be quiet at this moment, and the four of them seemed to have become lonely pedestrians in this world, walking alone between the vast world and the world.

Suddenly a white crane flew out of the sky, and the white crane seemed to fly down from the distant sky, and it circled above the heads of the four people, making a clear sound.

Qingyang raised his head to look at the white crane above his head, and suddenly asked, "Are you telling me not to go any further?"

The white crane didn't answer, but suddenly pecked into a void, and a blood-red snake appeared instantly, but quickly turned into a blood-red grass rope and fell into the clouds below and disappeared.

The white crane fluttered its wings and flew into the sky above where Qingyang was, with a mouth, it actually spit out a leaf from its mouth, the leaf fell, and Qingyang stretched out his finger and beckoned it into his hand, looking down at the verdant tree, only to see a line of words written on it.

"It's just reincarnation, so why move forward. ”