"Self-minded person, self-centered person, your idea is so original." Li Mengyi appeared behind the two of them at some point, and was so frightened that the bun in Liu Xi's hand was thrown into Wu Sijiu's face.
Li Mengyi grabbed the two little things and taught, "The principles of a saint lie in people, not in saints. Saints have no principles, but people have principles. Only when a saint is judged by others can he have a standard."
You can have a saint's benchmark and then drive towards the saint's benchmark, but you may not be able to reach it, and even if you reach it, others may not recognize it.
That’s why there is a saying about being strict with oneself! understand? "
"Oh! Got it! Got it!" Wu Sijiu suddenly realized that a saint is not only a gathering of strength, but also a gathering of mind, and a beacon that guides people!
Inaction and nature are the boundary, action and nature are holy!
It is true that saints are not restrained, and they do not restrain others. The so-called restraints and restraints are just imposed by ordinary people, and what they think is not wrong.
No wonder there are so many teachings from saints. I thought the saints had a lot to say, but it turns out there are so many saints...
Maybe the saints we think of ourselves also have saints in our own hearts?
"That's not right! Senior sister, why are you so knowledgeable?" Wu Sijiu put the back of his hand on her forehead thoughtfully and muttered... "I don't have a fever..."
"You're against me!" Li Mengyi grabbed his hair and slapped him several times. He almost made Wu Sijiu cry, but he also reminded him, "A man won't shed tears easily! Don't cry!"
"Senior sister is not gentle and considerate at all. No wonder senior brother doesn't want to marry you."
The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. By the time Liu Xi reminded him, it was too late, and he was slapped with several more slaps. Liu Xi turned around silently...
"Come on, Sijiu, eat a little, don't worry." Li Mengyi really seemed to have a fever, he picked up a meat bun, broke it open, and carefully fed it to his mouth. In a trance, he really felt like he was dreaming just now. …
Liu Xi covered his mouth with both hands, fearing that if he laughed out loud, he would be beaten by his senior sister like he was giving him a lesson, but as soon as he saw the third senior brother not far away, he couldn't hold it in at all...
"Mengyi, what are you..."
Li Mengyi pretended to be a lady and smoothed the bunch of hair that was in the way, "It's okay, Xiao Sijiu always doesn't pay attention to his posture, I helped him correct it."
The pinched voice made the three of them stand on end...
"Senior brother...Senior sister...I'm full..." Liu Xi hurriedly ran out. As soon as he left the door of the food shop, he couldn't hold back his laughter. The hearty laughter spread into the food shop...
"Oh! Xiao Wenwen, you haven't eaten yet, right? I'll get it for you! Get your favorite rice corner!"
Wu Sijiu could not help but look forward to seeing his senior sister walking away further and further. He was thinking about how to make a report... "Sijiu! Come with me!"
"Oh..." He followed dejectedly.
Jiang Wen only felt that the behavior of the three people was weirder than the last...
"Hundred Poisons and Evil State"
Wen Gu Wenmao has returned to the corpse forest, and the power of suppressing the prison is filling his intestines. He spreads his hands horizontally across his body, and his "celestial cave view" can reach every corner of the corpse forest.
"Prison heaven and earth, transform into Tao and regenerate."
As soon as the words fell, the prison-suppressing laws spread over a hundred miles around. Green grass sprouted all over the corpse forest in the desert, and green bamboos and pines sprouted from the ground, becoming towering in the blink of an eye.
Compared with the first time we saw it, there were less buzzing insects and roars, but other than that there was no difference at all.
Wen Guwenmao slowly groped to the edge of the corpse forest and found his broken right arm. Although this stiff right arm was good to use, it was not his own and he was not used to it.
He brought the right arm to his eyes and examined it. As Ah Ling said, it was completely dead and he would definitely not be able to reconnect it by his own means.
He walked back to the place where the Earth Dragon died, and the eighteen chains of "Destroyed Life" burst out and were bound in the air, and the "Tao Fruit" that swallowed the law slowly appeared...
As he expected, this thing cannot be destroyed, otherwise there would be very few of the three hundred laws left.
The Devouring "Dao Fruit" was held in Wen Mao's hand. The devouring power on it was so overbearing that even if it transformed into this, it would overflow.
Wen Mao swallowed unconsciously, licked his chapped lips, looked around for no one, and swallowed it directly.
A different kind of fire was boiling in the body, burning every organ, and even giving rise to a chill. Wen Mao used the power of suppressing the prison to stop the restless fire.
After the "Tao Fruit" was completely digested in his stomach, Wen Mao realized that it was tasteless.
But there is an aura of greed...
"well……"
Fu Shen was sitting on a strong branch of a strong pine tree, witnessing everything Wen Guwenmao did, and couldn't help but sigh...
The corpse in the body was restless, to the point where it could no longer be suppressed. It was thinking of backlash against itself.
Wen Mao knelt on the ground weakly, holding his throat with both hands, blocking Peng Yu's transformation...
Seeing how unbearable he was, Fu Shen decisively jumped down from the tree, and with just one stretch of his hand, he summoned the corpse inside Wen Mao's body. His condition eased a lot, and he managed to stand up by holding on to a tree.
"When did you follow?"
Fu Shen crushed Wen Mao's corpse into a ball and threw it back to him, while Peng staggered and screamed faintly...
"Rather than saying when I followed, it's better to say that I never left." Fu Shen's figure turned into gravel and dispersed, exactly the same as last time.
This strange method of transformation really surprised Wen Guwenmao. No wonder he couldn't feel a trace of Qi Yun flowing since the last time.
In other words, he was not the real person these two times?
The method of transformation is extremely depleting of Qi Yun, yet Fu Shen can still endure it despite using it frequently?
It seems that these tens of thousands of years have really accumulated a lot of energy.
But instead of minding his own business, Wen Mao glanced at Peng Di, who was turned into a ball. He could vaguely see what the mouth was roaring.
He put the peng into his mouth and chewed it bit by bit... he could still feel its restlessness.
Wen Mao casually found a place to sit down and calmed down to refine the devoured "Tao Fruit" in his body. His greed became more and more serious...
Even when chewing pengzi, I will feel this hot and unbearable feeling, which is particularly uneasy.
It's like an addictive pleasure.
He casually formed a spiritual zombie, took off his arm and chewed it. After savoring it carefully, he found that the taste was not good, and even rancid. The reason why he thought it was delicious before was because of the pleasure of chewing.
Inexplicably, I felt that I was in perfect harmony with this "Law of Devouring".
It's dark...
"Border Pass"——
At the cliff of "Qiushuiguan", a man in a pure white robe was leaning on a piece of bluestone. This man's eyes were lifeless. It was different from Fu Shen's return to nature, but more like he had lost his ambition.
Looking at the strange place on the other side...
He caressed the white fox in his arms, and the fox also licked his arms, being extremely well-behaved in his arms.
"Just show up when you're here."
After the words fell, there were a few awkward laughs first, and Fu Shen's figure slowly condensed, and he sat on the bluestone without noticing, "Long time no see."
He slowly stroked the fox in his arms, without even looking at Fu Shen, and said, "I don't go to the Three Treasures Hall for anything."
"Why do you say that? Isn't it okay for me to come and see my old friends?"
He raised his head and stared at Fu Shen, his two pairs of dull eyes looking at each other, "Old friend? Are you referring to the ancient sword? Or me?"
"A little bit of both."
Fu Shen wanted to go over and touch the fox, but he held the fox away and almost fell to the ground.
"I heard that there is a successor to the Prison Suppression Law? Have you met him?"
Although he asked this question, when he thought about it, Fu Shen must have seen it before. After all, he attached great importance to every controller of this law.
"Do you still remember that Wen Guhua who killed seventeen monsters and hundreds of saints in the same realm?"
"I have an impression. I remember that he was the last clan leader of the Great Zang lineage, right?"
Fu Shen nodded and said, "That's right. He resigned from the position of clan leader and went to the border gate to die, just to make other orthodox orders put down their vigilance against the great zombies and zombies."
The man interrupted Fu Shen in confusion and asked, "Why did you mention him?"
"The new prison-suppressing law controller is Wen Guhua's son - the famous writer Wenmao."
This result was really unexpected, but he did not show his surprise and left the cliff first with the fox in his arms.
Fu Shen also turned into sand and drifted away again...
"Hundred Poisons and Evil State"——
Above the "Corpse Forest", the heavenly catastrophe has arrived. This thunder catastrophe is faintly exposed and bloody, which is even more embarrassing than the previous one. Wen Mao's expression is unhappy and disdainful.
Watching the Nine-turn Thunder Dragon attack...
"just."
"The method of suppressing prison - Devouring the Great Way"
A water dragon sprang out of Wen Mao's body, swallowing the thunder dragon into its stomach with its bloody mouth open, and red and white thunder and lightning flashed out.
Just listen to the sound of "bang"!
The water dragon turned into drizzle and covered the entire forest of corpses. The thunder dragon was actually unscathed, with all four claws in front, the dragon's tail raised high, and the blurry dragon head exuding pure "thunder breath"
The roar it made shook the whole world, and the splashes of lightning were like ambergris saliva, dripping on the ground full of cold water, and the ignited fire flickered incessantly.
"Principles of Prison Suppression - One Word, a Great Silent Prison"
Thunder Dragon and Wen Guwenmao were in a new world together, but this world was really restricted. The walls on all sides were covered with plaster, and the roof was covered with a curved arch.
Eighteen chains drooped down, and each chain was filled with blood. Each chain became richer and bloodier.
Wen Guwen was sitting on a cold dragon chair, holding his face with one hand, staring with interest at the brontosaurus restrained by two big dark and empty hands.
The right hand suddenly exerted force, and the Brontosaurus roared, and the electric sparks all over the ground beat in an orderly manner. The left hand took the opportunity to grab the Brontosaurus' tongue and pulled it off forcefully.
The Brontosaurus collapsed on the ground, its body twisting with difficulty. Its appearance was blurry, but its ferocity could be clearly felt.
Little by little, they turned into nothingness and were refined by this hell...
By the time Wen Mao left the prison, the sky had cleared up, but it was just a little dark. He leaned against a tree casually, which was really a waste of time.
Enter the realm of "body tempering"!
Now that we have broken through the "Body Tempering" realm, there is still one key point left before we can truly enter this great realm - giving birth to "Immortal Bones"
But I don’t know where the map fell, and there is no clear direction at all.
He closed his eyes and concentrated, calming down to consider where to go next...
If I remember correctly, there is a "Curse Spirit Kingdom" in the southeast of Xie State. Most of them are followers of the living dead Xia Jie, one of the four great corpse ancestors in the past. They pay the most attention to the art of body refining.
Going there to take advantage of the opportunity to forge bones is definitely the best choice. If you are lucky, you might even meet Ah Ling.
After deciding where to go, Wen Mao immediately got up and set off, driving day and night. He didn't know how many years he had spent. He only remembered that he had witnessed countless stars shining and the setting sun.
His long hair shawl has reached his waist. He got a blue shirt from somewhere to protect his body. The concentric button was also tied around his neck, but he was still wandering around the mountain in front of him, as if he was imprisoned. The eagle's free will has been polished away from its edges.
Looking back, I saw that the stone steps were all jagged and uneven, and the place they came from and the place they went were all the same. I was too anxious to notice this matter, and I didn't know how many years were wasted because of such a trivial matter.
His anger reached the sky, and the power of the "Prison Suppression Law" enveloped the mountain top. Blood-stained chains connected the mountain top. He stepped on those chains to get through the mountain top.
But when I looked around again, I saw the same mountain again.
"Donor, could it be that you have been deceived by this "Bai Zhuan Mountain"? "A monk in unusually neat but patched cassocks emerged from behind him to talk.
"Bai Zhuan Mountain?"
The monk knew at a glance that the person in front of him was completely ignorant, so he simply told him everything and explained to him in detail what this "Hundred Turns Mountain" was:
This "Bai Zhuan Mountain" can be traced back to the benefactor one hundred thousand years ago. At that time, this place was still a desolate land, no crops grew, and most of the people around it died of poverty and starvation.
After the benefactor passed by this place, I don't know what method he used, but he actually turned this place into a mountain out of thin air. On this mountain, there were green grass and green water, breeze and hundreds of birds gathered together, and the crops he planted grew better than anywhere else.
The most amazing thing is this mountain road that turns hundreds of times. He said that it connects the twenty-four peaks together and leads to the same destination through different paths. Therefore, there are actually twenty-four mountains in one mountain.
But there is also a problem. When passing here, you must carefully observe the stone steps under your feet. You must not take the wrong step, otherwise you will be dragged up to the other hills.
Of course, there is also a better point. They are connected in series, so they will not fall to death when they reach another mountain.
After saying that, the monk gave him a demonstration. The monk looked at the road under his feet, took a step back and disappeared. When Wen Mao was still at a loss, he took another step back.
"Thank you for wasting your time, Master." Wen Mao imitated him and bowed with his hands together.
"The donor is very polite. The poor monk happens to have nothing to do, so he can take the donor across the Hundred Turns Mountain."
Wen Guwen shook his head, bowed to him again and left first. As early as when he was in retreat, his master had deliberately told himself - "Whenever you are outside, you should never trust those who are monks and Taoists."
And this world is really interesting. He is sitting on the stone steps, and the power of suppressing the prison is flowing into every part of the twenty-four peaks, and there is actually a force that matches it.
It's just like……
"The last prison-suppressing law?" Wen Mao muttered to himself. Continue to feel the power of our ancestors...
The law of suppressing prison inherits Tao and heaven, becomes Tao on earth, combines Tao and heaven and earth, and forms heaven and earth on its own.
"Principles of Prison Suppression—The Presentation of Heaven and Earth"
A straight and unobstructed road appeared in front of Wenmao, but the mountain peaks at his feet did not disappear. Perhaps it was intentional by the ancestors?
He looked down and saw that the original scene was full of hungry children, women and children...
