After listening to the pavilion master's words, Zhan Changfeng asked, "Today's Dharma cultivation is actually the Tao cultivation at that time. The soul is used to merge the Tao seeds and cultivate the true form. How does the martial arts cultivator practice if it does not specialize in the soul?"
The master of the pavilion laughed, "This is Master Fu's creation. He opened up the sea of qi, controlled the power of the internal organs, and formed a small universe in accordance with the principles of the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth. He blended his body with the Tao and felt the heaven and the earth. , become a martial spirit on your own!"
Zhan Changfeng's expression moved slightly. She knew that martial arts had strengthened the internal organs and cultivated the body. She didn't expect that the principle behind this was also the principle of the small universe. This method was similar to the Qi training method of the Dragon Armor Divine Chapter.
It's just that it turns the energy of heaven and earth into the true energy rooted in itself, and uses the body as the cornerstone to prove the Tao with strength.
The Dragon Armor Divine Chapter uses the five internal organs to absorb the five essences of heaven and earth to strengthen the body. At the same time, it uses the power of the soul to cultivate these five essences into Hongmeng Zi? Niu?
"I have learned a lot after listening to my senior's words. I would like to thank you here." Zhan Changfeng stood up and bowed. Today's conversation not only confirmed that there was no deviation in her cultivation path, but also let her know the differences between Tao realms, which will be beneficial to her in the future. The practice has important reference value.
The master of the pavilion only accepted a half-ceremony, held up her hand and said, "You don't need to tell me, you can also know from other places that your realm is enough. The most important thing now is to keep up with your body cultivation and escape as soon as possible." Mortal fetus.”
"Follow the instructions carefully."
Zhan Changfeng asked some more questions about cultivation, and the pavilion master answered them one by one. When he turned around, he had already burned out several sticks of incense.
People have benefited a lot from the powerful person's advice. Zhan Changfeng was still not satisfied when she left the bronze lamp. Then she looked at the little fox in her arms, and then at the big fat doll with fingers in her mouth next to her, as if she had forgotten the original business. .
Zhan Changfeng returned to the bronze lamp and took out an ordinary gray stone. "I got this thing by chance. It can't be crushed, destroyed, or put into a storage bag. Can senior explain this?"
When the pavilion master saw her suddenly coming back, he thought there was something important. After listening to her words, he took it and took a look at it, and said casually, "This thing is called meson. It is usually used to make space tools. This one is of no use."
"I see, my knowledge is shallow." This meson was found on the body of an old man in ragged clothes. It seemed that he accidentally picked it up and put it away while traveling somewhere.
"But mesons generally don't appear one by one. Mesons are born in response to the power of the earth's veins and are contaminated by the laws of space. If they are generated, there will be at least a dozen grains."
"Is that so?" Unfortunately, she only saw a memory fragment of the old man in ragged clothes picking up the meson. It seemed to be in the wild mountains of the northwest. When he has time, he might be able to look for it.
The master of the pavilion added, "Ten or so grains can make a high-grade space artifact. If you find the boundless water of the Breathing Land, you can create a life space."
"Senior said these are all supreme treasures. They are rare in the world and are not easy to find."
"That's because your world is too small." The Pavilion Master recalled the past, "The great masters at that time liked to collect materials by themselves, build a space as a cave, or find boundary stones and directly create a small world for the younger generations to try. Refining.”
Zhan Changfeng thought for a moment, "If this junior is destined to get enough mesons, can I ask my seniors how to sacrifice space?"
The Pavilion Master smiled and said, "If you have this opportunity and luck, it doesn't matter if I add the icing on the cake."
"Junior, I would like to thank you in advance."
The Pavilion Master watched her leave, stroking his beard and sighing. In his time, he might not have been able to compete for this child. There might be a place for her among the ancestors.
However, today's world is not as good as it used to be. It is even more difficult to achieve enlightenment, not to mention that the venerable quasi-sages are all making moves. It's hard to say. It's hard to say.
The master of the pavilion is secretly worried. The styles of the venerable quasi-sages of each generation are actually the same. They only choose those who are lucky to make arrangements. If she can have such a talent, no one will believe her, or she will not be favored by others. There is already a powerful person standing behind her, or she is the reincarnation of someone. In this world, how can there be a truly happy person? I just hope that Lianwei did not choose the wrong person, so that Chunjiang Pavilion will not make the same mistake again.
Zhan Changfeng sorted out his new insights, left the big fat white fox doll in the stone room to practice, and went out to see the master prison Violet Thorn.
The names of both of them are already on the list on the nameplate, indicating that they have passed the evaluation of Dianjiangtai and can practice fighting skills at Dianjiangtai.
After a message transmission, only Jinji returned, and Jinji was watching Shuo Yu fighting with others.
Zhan Changfeng entered the viewing room, and several monks nearby had strange expressions on their faces and took a few steps away.
She couldn't see their faces, but Sumireji could see them clearly.
Zhan Changfeng was judged to have zero points and got a hundred consecutive kills. He didn't have to listen carefully, he could piece together a rough idea from other people's conversations. Most of them were envious and fearful, but this time he saw those monks looking at Zhan Changfeng. How could there be a sense of gloating and waiting for a good show in Feng's eyes?
Teng Yao asked Zhan Changfeng straightforwardly, and Zhan Changfeng replied indifferently, "Maybe he's bored."
It seems like that, when I get bored, I focus on other people's gossip.
"How many games have you played?"
Jinji glanced at the fighting room. Shuo Jing was lifting a monk above his head. His wild punches that hit the flesh were painful to watch. "In the twelfth game, you don't know. He heard others say that you At that time, I started to kill hundreds of times, my eyes were green, I guess I won’t stop until I’m exhausted.”
"He's really fit for battle."
"That's obvious."
"What about you, why don't you go out and give it a try?"
Jinji Yuran said, "Do I want to be beaten too?"
Zhan Changfeng turned his head and "looked" at him, "What are you afraid of? Since you have cultivated Taoism, you have forgotten the deliberate division of human cultivators into demon cultivators. Even if they exclude demon cultivators, so what, it only proves that they have not cultivated well enough. Just a bunch of poor people."
"Use your identity as a monk to win or lose. If someone covets your body or your spiritual fire, then retaliate severely. If you are in trouble, you can come to me. Although I don't have much power, I will order Taichung. Except for those who have never seen it, First and second, others are no longer my opponents, so I can still protect you."
He ranked Taichung and ranked Mo third. The first time they fought, she might have been at a disadvantage, but now that her strength has exploded, she still has the strength to defeat him.
Of course, individual strength is only secondary. Soon, people in the Corps who have background support will no longer dare to stumble at will.
Junji couldn't help but feel embarrassed when she pointedly pierced the worries and uneasiness in her heart. After hearing her words, she felt even more embarrassed, but she felt a little relieved.
He did not doubt the truth of her words to protect you, nor did he doubt whether her strength could protect him. He whispered, "I keep my identity as a monk in mind, but there are always voices around me of people and monsters discriminating against each other. , being affected by these voices is also because my state of mind is not enough, I will try my best to correct it."
"Recently, I have been focusing more on self-cultivation." Zhan Changfeng mentioned again.
The Thunder of Punishing Evil strikes people who have evil thoughts in their hearts. It is a trivial matter to lose their cultivation. The bad thing is that it is difficult to recover the lost cultivation level. You must replenish your state of mind, practice slowly, and wear away the remaining evil spirit of Punishing Evil. force.
Looking on the bright side, this process can also be regarded as a kind of precipitation, and it is important to correct your mentality.
Junji's mentality is not bad, and it shouldn't be too difficult to restore his cultivation.
Zhan Changfeng's enlightenment and clear support also made Jinji feel relieved. At least he had some protection in Taichung, where the majority of people were cultivators. Even if some monks stare at me like they are looking at treasures, they still have the confidence to face it.
