I put "Hell Ghost Drawing" on the bookshelf, and I don't plan to continue to visualize, but after the fruitful results, I know that it is enough to stop.

I woke up and realized that after contemplating, it looks like I am in good spirits, but in fact, it takes too much mental energy to condense the "thoughts", and if I continue to visualize, the overdraft of my mental power will outweigh the losses.

Although "Hell Ghost Drawing" is a replica, it is also extremely terrifying, after all, it is the handwriting of Cui Fujun, even if Shen Yun is not there, its shape is complex and colorful, and it is not something that ordinary ghosts can visualize at one time.

It can be said that the qualifications of the awakening Tianzhong, if it is in the heavenly realm or the human world, will definitely be rushed to collect by the Great Immortal Sect, and then cultivated as a core disciple, guarded by the strong, and provided with many resources.

However, he is in the underworld, and the rules of nature in the underworld are the most obvious, and the general trend in the underworld is no matter how rebellious the qualifications are, and the genius who has not grown up will always be just a vase, without any value, and may die halfway.

Only by becoming a strong man will the general trend extend an olive branch and cast a favored eye. Of course, there are exceptions to everything, and the descendants of the great power will enjoy the treatment of geniuses.

For example, Yan Li, the little daughter of the Yin Tianzi, was soaked in the Yellow Spring as soon as she was born, and the condensed ghost body was definitely more powerful than awakening, and her cultivation speed was almost like a rocket, going straight up to nine days.

Su Xing was very aware of the current situation, and he knew that his ghost body was only an ordinary ghost, and it might be nothing compared to the heirs of the big ghost.

How to become a strong person, how to be invincible at the same level, and even fight beyond the level, in addition to high-level cultivation, you need countless adventures, high-level exercises, powerful treasures, and extreme realms!

Although the heirs of the big ghosts are powerful, they enjoy countless resources, the ghost body is condensed, and the cultivation speed is fast, but the awakening also has an advantage that they don't have, that is, the meritorious soul!

Su Xing's eyes moved, and he fell on the "Meng Po Great Forgetting Sutra" on the bookshelf, and his eyes flashed with a hint of fire.

"The Great Forgetting Sutra of Meng Po should be a high-level exercise that is not inferior to the Sutra of Impermanence and the Sutra of Ghost Dao Sen Luo, if I complete the cultivation of the Sutra of the Mud Plough, can I practice the Sutra of Forgetting the Sutra of Meng Po?"

Saying that, the awakened heart began to drift a little, so from the shore of the Santu River to now he has settled in the suburbs of Xudu, and the journey has been smooth, there are not too many twists and turns and sufferings, and it can even be said that luck has been favoring him.

Take out "Meng Po Da Forget Sutra", wake up and hold the book in both hands, excited, let go of the thin pages, the first page is a slim girl.

This is a charcoal portrait, the rough lines of the black and pink miraculously depict the softness of the girl, the black hair is pulled into two braids, and the toner left on it turns into a little star, embellishing the youthful vitality of the girl, and the beauty of the cardamom years is moving.

The cardamom girl in the portrait has large, bright eyes, a small cherry mouth open, revealing a small tiger tooth, and she is holding her hands into horns, as if calling someone from afar.

"What a young girl full of youth, this should not be a self-portrait, it seems that the painter is very attentive and integrates his own emotions into it. The moment she woke up, she showed a stunning look, the girl did not have a peerless face, but the overflowing youthful atmosphere was moving.

If you are not mistaken, the background of the portrait is on the banks of the Lechuan River, with green bamboo and clear springs, and orchids all over the ground, which is the old underworld where the Lechuan River has not yet been polluted.

I don't know why, I woke up and thought of the boatman who was holding a flat boat in Lethe, and an inexplicable sorrow appeared in his heart, and his palm gently stroked the charcoal drawing, how much has passed, the girl's youth is still the same, and it will always be recorded in the book, and only each generation of Meng Po can see it.

"This girl is the first Meng Po, the real Meng Po" Su Xing said suddenly, immediately shocked, "Huh, why do I think so!"

He touched his face, sneered, flipped the first page, and continued reading.

"Too forgetful, the pursuit of the avenue! Meng Po sells soup, why do you want to forget?"

The opening chapter is a self-question, pointing directly to the sadness and deep doubts of the Dao heart.

Su Xing's brows furrowed slightly, his heart for seeking the Tao was not strong, how to go further on the path of cultivation.

"Let's keep reading, you don't necessarily choose it to cultivate, read a lot of books, it will be good for future cultivation. ”

The thin dozen pages are mostly full of doubtful remarks that the heart of the Tao is wavering. Only in the second half of "Meng Po's Great Forgetfulness", the content suddenly turned, the peaks and loops turned, and the heart of the Tao immediately became as solid as a golden stone, every word was beautiful, and every sentence was true. When I woke up and read, I sometimes suddenly realized, sometimes confused, and did not really understand it.

"The second half of the "Meng Po Great Forgetting Sutra" is simply a precious heavenly book, full of truth and mystery between the lines!" Su Xing closed the scripture, his expression was pious, his tone was extremely excited, and he began to savor what he had just seen.

"Yes, yes, yes"

"Obscure, can't you remember clearly?"

"Hey, how did I forget half of it?"

Wake up and think about it, more and more doubtful, and then slap his leg and shout: "What's the matter! Didn't I have the ability to forget?

"No, absolutely not!" Su Xing shook his head again and again, his face full of disbelief, he hurriedly read the "Meng Po Great Forgetting Sutra", and then recalled the content again.

"No! I forgot again!" Su Xing's face changed, and he continued to read.

After a stick of incense, he woke up with a cloudy face, holding "Meng Po Da Forgetting Sutra" in both hands, more than a dozen pages thin, just like a lead block.

"I don't believe in evil anymore! I can remember the Xinhua dictionary on the side, but I can't remember you!" Su Xing did it with "Meng Po Da Forgetting Sutra", breathless, like a child, he stretched out his fingers, and the strength of the power chakra gathered on his fingertips, and carved a line of words on the bookcase.

"I can't remember, can't you carve it!" Su Xing was so angry that he gritted his teeth, and the tips of his fingers swiped on the wooden cabinet, and the sawdust fell, leaving a strong and powerful handwriting, and burned the "Meng Po Great Forgetting Sutra"!

Brush, brush

The sound of rustling sounded in the silent scripture pavilion, the ever-bright lamp illuminated the basement, and the golden statue was dignified, standing in the center, implying the pride of standing up to the sky and the earth. Barefoot on the ground, covered with a shirtless robe, like a sage in the world, with a sword on his back, he seems to be a heavenly immortal. With long hair spread over his shoulders and a faint hint of compassion on his face, he is a living Buddha.

It is a mysterious and wonderful statue, awakened as a treasure, surrounded by a circle of bookshelves, empty and scattered with books.

Awakening named the Treasure Pavilion, it naturally has the ambition of filling the bookshelves and collecting 10,000 volumes of scriptures.

"Whew~" Su Xing breathed a long sigh of relief, subconsciously reached out and touched his forehead, only to find that there was no sweat, he smiled proudly, "Finally let me finish carving, "Meng Po Da Forget", "Meng Po Da Forget", you are a dead thing after all, how can you beat your Uncle Su?"

"Huh?"

Wake up and look back to appreciate the lettering in front of you, and her smug expression suddenly stiffened!

"What's going on!" he screamed, and frantically threw himself on the wooden frame, groping the surface of the wood with both hands.

"How can this be? How can this be? What about my lettering! What about my "Meng Po Da Forgetting Sutra"!" Su Xing's hands were clasped indiscriminately, and the whole ghost was confused, and the words he had worked so hard to pick out with his fingers were disappearing little by little!

Disappear into thin air, as if an invisible hand is erasing it!

Awakened and did not believe in evil, he looked back at the inscription he had just carved, and found that the handwriting that had just been carved was still very clear, but now it was gradually blurred.

It's too weird to be powerless!

"What a hell of a thing!"

Wake up and be a ghost now, otherwise he would have to be scared to death, he sat down on the ground, looking down at the corner of the bookshelf and the sawdust he had buckled.

"Convinced!" Su Xing said with a wry smile, he was completely defeated by a book, the world is so big that the cultivation is still weak, and many wonderful events are incomprehensible.

Perhaps, it can't be recorded, but it is really the mystery of "Meng Po Forgetting Sutra", only the great supernatural person will record the mysterious "Meng Po Forgetting Sutra" in books for future ghosts to learn and understand.

Su Xing sighed, suffering from gains and losses: "It's better to find a time to return the "Meng Po Great Forgetting Sutra" to Meng Po, and by the way, take a look at the distant years in the bridge, there is an account to settle with him." ”

Saying that, Su Xing seemed to think of a few ghosts, and the last time I bought materials, I accidentally met Lu Jian.

"Hehe, there are still those ghosts, and they have to settle down well. The gentleman takes revenge, ten years is not too late, and the villain takes revenge, not overnight and a half. Wake up shook his wrist and made a crackling sound, and a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Nai He Bridge, Lethe River, is far away from the residence of Su Xing, although it is also in the suburbs of Xudu, but it is almost north and south, one is in the west of Xudu, and the other is in the east.

How big is it? Generally speaking, it is only a hundred places, that is, half the size of half a country in the world!

It's really hard to imagine how big it is, is it the size of a city? The city walls are like mountains, and a piece of land is circled on the underworld as a city!

Wake up and drive a sports car for half a day is just to wander around the edge of the capital, the real area is in the famous mountain, on which is the tenth hall - the Son of Heaven Palace!

Speaking of the feet of the Son of Heaven, in fact, the distance is too far and the scope is vast, otherwise there is no need for the city god of the capital to manage the capital.

"Find a time to go, at least until you can ride the clouds. "Wake up and think about the distance, my scalp is numb, and I decided to cultivate to improve to the realm of ghosts, and I can soar through the clouds and fog.

In fact, he also thought about Meng Po coming to the door to pick it up, but thinking of the never-ending long queue in front of Meng Po's stall, unless Meng Po retired, there would be no chance to come at all.

"It's all about strength!" Wake gritted his teeth, his fists clenched, his eyes burst into light, and his heart burst into flames.

Meritorious soul, Xuanhuang meritorious and virtuous qi, becoming a strong person is not a fantasy and cannot be realized!

Wake up and put away the "Meng Po Great Forgetting Sutra" again, the slightly impetuous heart gradually calmed down, the spirit seems to have been tempered, becoming more crystal clear, and the ghost thoughts in the heavenly soul are shining, like a "branch and leaf" growing on the "canopy".