Zhuan Wangdong sat on the red soil and watched the practice of his friends. His practice was very simple. He didn't know any magic except mental power. But the practice here diluted the rules. When he tried to evolve his mental power, , like missing thoughts, slowly becoming sleepy.
There was no vegetation here, only sour red soil. He covered the soil with his clothes and lay down.
"How else can mental power evolve?" When he thought this way, he felt two breaths of the dead suddenly burst out around him. Yan Jiang and Ye Kairan withstood the pain of breaking through the realm of death and successfully advanced. , In fact, they did not bear the pain at all. Yan Jiang's special ability made their practice easier, which is why they all chose the path of magic.
The unique abilities of these chosen people are the most unparalleled skills in the world.
"Hey, how else can mental power evolve? Is it illusion?" Zhuan Wangdong's way of practice has always been to accumulate energy. From Fang Tianmu's perspective, it is to improve his energy level, and also It's strange that Zhuan Wangdong himself is not good at cultivation. Otherwise, with his dedicated cultivation method, his energy level would have been raised to the level of abandonment or widowhood.
Due to his weak physical condition, he did not have high hopes for entering the Culing Realm this time. In fact, the Culing Realm did not help his practice.
Yan Jiang walked to Zhuan Wangdong's side, and he felt his partner's helplessness. Yan Jiang asked: "Do you need me to help you?" Zhuan Wangdong sat up and replied: "No need." He pointed at his head and said: "Full of energy!" His unique mental power immediately transformed his His mental state became excited, he jumped up, moved his muscles,
"Although it's useless, I will still practice hard!" Yan Jiang smiled and motioned for him to sit down, and he sat on the ground first.
Zhuan Wangdong's spirit immediately changed and he sat obediently next to Yan Jiang. Yanjiang said: "Your ability is very special."
"Everyone has special abilities, aren't you special?"
"You're even more special."
"Oh, I don't think so. Which point are you referring to?" Yan Jiang said in a calm tone: "Your way of practice is not under the same rules as ours. You have independent rules of practice."
"Why do you say that?" Zhuan Wangdong waved his hand and said,
"Oh, don't comfort me. I haven't been good at practicing since I was a child. My brother is the one who is good at practicing. I'm not good at it."
"There is no one who can't do it." Yan Jiang's eyes stared into the distance, as if he was lost in memories.
"Kairan has not been good at practicing since he was a child. He suffered a lot at that time and was always beaten by Du Guixing. So the two have been competing since they were young. Even now, Kairan has never won."
"Oh? I sense that he is very talented."
"It's the result of hard work. His talent is not high."
"Do you want to persuade me to work hard? In fact, I have tried many times. Hard work is useless to me. I am really not good at practice, eh? By the way, you and Ye Kairan have been together since childhood. Where are you from? What does it have to do with the Galeder Black Thieves?"
"Ye Kairan, I, and Du Jixing come from the same place. They grew up together and I met them later. We grew up together and joined the gang of thieves together." Yan Jiang said to Zhuan Wangdong, "Kairan His practice was very unsatisfactory, and he almost gave up at one point, but it was Yan Zhi He Chi who taught him the true method of practice."
"The real method of cultivation? What do you mean?" Zhuan Wangdong asked doubtfully,
"Isn't Kairan still the magical pill of cultivation?" Yan Jiang replied: "Yanzhi Hechi said that the way to practice lies in one's own mind. It doesn't matter how you practice or how you practice. Different rules are just a shortcut and at the same time The shackles that bind the path of spiritual practice, everyone in the Black Bandits lives for freedom, but freedom is different in its own way. Knowing how late it is is the absolute freedom of practice. He is the true master of practice."
"So, what is the true method of cultivation?"
"The one that suits you is always the right one. Yan Zhi He Chi let Kairan accept hundreds of human cultivation methods. He has not practiced the Zhongli Realm and Yuqi Realm of Shenmowan, and Magic Pill has also What he started hastily before you joined, he dug out the few parts of hundreds of cultivation methods that suit him best and put them together."
"Ah? Can it still be used? Different cultivation methods cannot be integrated at all. For example, one cultivating the mind and another cultivating the body cannot be mixed into one."
"It works," Yan Jiang said decisively,
"The freedom of practice depends entirely on one's own will. When we look at a person's low qualifications for practice, it actually means that he is not suitable for this fixed way of practice. Those with outstanding talents are only suitable for the practice rules they are using. , once Kairan jumped out of the limitations of Shenmowan's practice, his talents were greatly expanded, and he broke through dozens of realms along the way, until now. The real way to practice is unregulated practice. You don't have to care about your own realm. Think of you. Yes, just keep exploring if you want to improve. There is no absolute sense of crushing between the Long people and the dead people. As long as you study a skill to the extreme, the Long people can also defeat the dead people."
"What you mean is that I don't need to continue to practice Shenmaan, but should concentrate on exploring spiritual power, right?"
"Yes, your technique is unique in the world and is obviously not on the same level as ours, so the rules of practice in the human world do not apply to you. Give up the Shenma Pills and try to develop your own unique practice rules in the field of spiritual power."
"I understand, thank you, Yan Jiang."
"Oh? You understand?"
"Yes, I'll give it a try." Yan Jiang left, and Zhuan Wangdong lay on the ground again, still closing his eyes. However, this time, he was not resting.
"Spirit...should not be energy. If it is, or it is an energy technique, then Fang Tianmu should be able to deal with me back then." Zhuan Wangdong thought,
"What if spirit is like energy, a kind of 'basis' that every living thing has? Living things should have at least three 'basis' for survival, namely 'vitality', 'energy' and 'spirit'. All three are indispensable. , no, one more thing is needed, it is the 'body'. My rivalry with my brother is a battle between 'spirit' and 'body', while Fang Tianmu and Wangxiang are a battle between 'vitality' and 'energy'. My brother has actually already The freedom of practice in the 'body' has been completed. In this way, the 'spirit' should indeed have an independent law. If 80% of the magic in the world comes from 'energy', then why is the 'spirit' Why can't we create the same kind of 'spiritual art'?"
"Can I touch the spirit..." Zhuan Wangdong suddenly fell asleep, but he suddenly opened his eyes again, but what he opened was not his eyes. He saw everything around him, as well as the sleeping people. Freedom, a ray of his soul attached to himself
"Doubt" broke away from his body, yes, he completed it
The first step in "spiritual" exploration - out-of-body experience.
