It was difficult for Gu Beichen not to feel angry. He was from an excellent family background and had extraordinary talents. At a young age, he was admitted to the Donghuang Pavilion, one of the three university palaces.
However, two Jiazi are now the perfect cultivation of Nascent Soul, and they have a certain amount of arrogance. In this human race's martial arts performance, and the selection of the royal city, which person of the same generation doesn't want to win a spot and show off his ambitions?
But they were too strong. The five academy disciples who suppressed Di Zhao were too strong. No one could take the place to participate in martial arts from them, and the same was true for him.
That's why he was so angry when he saw the cultivator whose aura had obviously just entered the Nascent Soul Consummation. He couldn't defeat those five monsters, but the person in front of him was also inferior to him.
Why? Why can someone who is inferior to me have a bronze medal for participating in the competition?
Gu Beichen couldn't suppress his unwillingness. This unwillingness turned into the nourishment for his anger, so he stabbed him a few times, but the cultivator opposite was also from a Grade A city and won the only qualification for the competition. This is the moment of high spirits.
Naturally, a quarrel broke out. Both parties simply knew that the rules could not be violated, so they refrained from taking action and did not ask the city's law enforcement team to arrest them. Otherwise, the city's rules were strict and the consequences would be unimaginable.
As he walked back to his cave, he still felt unhappy after all.
No matter what level of cultivation one reaches, it is still difficult to get rid of the seven emotions and six desires, love, hate, anger and delusion. If one truly transcends desires and distracting thoughts, then I am afraid that the realm alone has surpassed that of the immortals in heaven.
The world is full of hustle and bustle, all come and go for benefit.
Gu Beichen has stepped into the Nascent Soul and has clearly understood the Taoist Heart. However, the martial arts competition is a big deal. For human cultivators, it can be said to be an opportunity to reach the sky in one step and benefit for a lifetime. It touches the fundamental interests, and his heart surges and is difficult to restrain. It’s also considered normal.
He suppressed a bad feeling in his heart and did not notice an illusory butterfly flying behind him.
Between the real and the imaginary, the butterfly flaps its smooth silver-purple wings, filled with an incomparable mysterious power that makes it impossible to capture or glimpse its figure.
It quietly landed on Gu Beichen's shoulder, turning into a stream of light and sinking into his head.
Gu Beichen stopped, his eyes filled with confusion. Did something unusual happen just now? It seemed as if he had been stabbed slightly, and the monk's intuition was extremely sharp.
He pursed his lips and thought to himself, could it be that the monk with whom he had just argued was behind the scenes?
In the Niwan Palace, Nascent Soul's perfect thought power suddenly surged. He looked over his whole body and found no trace. Thinking about it, that person couldn't be that stupid. If something happened to him, the elders of the clan would never do it. Give up and give up.
Since he is entangled today, he will definitely be targeted first. If something goes wrong, his place in the competition will definitely not be guaranteed. Maybe he is unfounded.
But his mind force suddenly poured into the stone bead hanging on the soul in Niwan Palace, and a burst of brilliance erupted from it. In the end, nothing was noticed, and Gu Beichen breathed a sigh of relief.
Exhausting his mind power, he was a little weak at the moment. Not far ahead was the cave, and he transformed into a ray of light and entered.
Pei Xihe in the dark looked pale at the moment, and the fox was faintly worried on her shoulder.
"How are you doing now?"
She didn't reply for a while. The backlash made her mind confused at the moment. A stinging pain came. After a few slightly heavy breathing sounds, Pei Xihe recovered.
"I'm okay, he's really cautious."
The upper and lower parts of "Tao Heart Planting Demons" have been asked to be found by Pei Xihe. After they are combined, if the Demon Sutra is completed, it will show its own power that surpasses the first-level skills and is full of mysteries.
Her power of telepathy is now extremely close to the realm of spirit transformation, and coupled with the exquisiteness of the magic of cultivating demons, even though Gu Beichen is the Nascent Soul Consummation, there is no trace of the butterfly of demonic thought.
It's just that the power of the stone bead is really powerful. I'm afraid it was the treasure that his teacher found to protect his Niwan. At that moment, Niandie almost became manifest.
The Butterfly of Demonic Thoughts is a branch of her consciousness, the diffraction of thoughts, and the presentation of magic power, so Pei Xihe chose to use it as a medium to withstand the power of the stone beads. In this way, the Butterfly of Demonic Thoughts was not noticed, and her Niwan Palace was Withstood the crazy bombardment of the power of the stone beads.
As expected, no one can look down upon her. She regained her breath and smiled.
"However, it will take three hours for Niandie to be planted before I can penetrate his soul and obtain his memory."
Whether it was the fox and the ancestor who had a similar aura to the god she said, or the news from Donghuang Pavilion, she needed it.
This method is quite overbearing, hard to find and hard to detect. Even a monk with strong strength and foundation like Gu Beichen will accidentally have his memory spied on. It can be said to be more powerful than searching for souls.
But there are also many restrictions. A thought butterfly consumes more than half of Pei Xihe's thought power, and it can only be used on monks not higher than her own realm. Although the god-transforming monks can also try, more than 60% of them may be killed. Capture the traces and pursue them in reverse.
But if used properly, it can be of great convenience.
She exhaled.
"Let's go back to the cave. Let's slowly plan the next thing."
The fox nodded, and Pei Xihe's feet were slightly lit up with a silver halo. A small formation was outlined, and immediately one person and one fox returned to his cave through the teleportation array.
…
Deep in the fairy temple, in the realm of nothingness, there is not a trace of light around, it is like a black curtain, but there is a faint flash of flowing silver light, which makes people think of the eternal starry sky.
But suddenly a radiance like the bright moon burst out and scattered.
The sleeping woman woke up. Her pupils were deep, more mysterious than the starry night, as if she had spanned thousands of years. The moment she woke up, she was a little confused, but it quickly dissipated.
"Linlang."
"May you be able to bear all this."
Her body turned into the most shimmering light in this dark night, like feathers, and finally dissipated invisible. A golden sword and a hollow blue mysterious bead around her quickly faded away. , smeared with the ashes of death.
Time weathers and turns everything into ashes.
In the end, only a piece of jade was left on the spot, and her last appearance was left, suddenly raising her lips and smiling.
Born as jade, he returned as jade, the ancient immortal jade finally got what he wanted.
The surroundings dimmed again, leaving only a round piece of suet-fat white jade in place, not very regular, with small and dense scriptures engraved on its surface.
Quiet and eternal.
…
Three hours finally passed, and Pei Xihe's lost telepathy had also recovered.
She closed her eyes, and on the training platform in the cave, a silver-purple light suddenly appeared between her eyebrows.
Immediately, Pei Xihe opened his eyes, pointed his right hand at the light spot, and took out a ball of telepathy. It was like a cocoon, and with two flutters, a butterfly emerged from the cocoon.
The butterfly fluttered and landed on her hand.
Pei Xihe's eyes flashed with silver-purple light, and a large number of memories suddenly hit his mind. After a while, he had already glanced at Gu Beichen's memories.
"When Ying Fei comes out of seclusion, we will kill him with one strike."
Those cultivators who transform themselves into spirits are really a serious problem for them!
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