After that exquisite face was peeled off, what was revealed in the bronze mirror was another unfamiliar face.
The face with long hair scattered is as clear as a knife, and there is a cold and arrogant look between the eyebrows, which has nothing to do with Gong Ziyu's face.
The strange man in the bronze mirror has deep eyes, and his bright eyes are like two stars in the night sky. His seemingly young face has a profound wisdom that is very inconsistent with his age, as if countless vicissitudes of life have left traces on his face.
He just looked at himself in the bronze mirror quietly, and the flickering back in the candlelight looked extremely lonely.
His stern face, wise look, and lonely figure all indicate that although he is young, he has experienced countless worldly experiences and ups and downs.
Perhaps it can be said that he was originally a lonely person isolated in the world.
Or perhaps, the identity represented by his face is an existence that should not continue to exist in the world, or it has long been forgotten by the world.
But in his heart, it may not be important who he is. What is important is that he does not feel that the world has forgotten the long-standing identity he carries.
And, the name given by that identity.
Therefore, whether it is Gong Ziyu, who is called the Master of Life, or other people who are not yet familiar to the world, they are just identities that are intentionally created, and the birth of these identities has only one purpose. That is to hide a person, himself and his true identity.
So the person who truly possesses absolute wisdom and power is hidden behind those different identities. He treats the world as a game and a chess game. Those created identities are the game characters or chess pieces controlled by him, and the real But he was hiding in the darkness, enjoying the pleasure of controlling everything from a high position.
He wanders around the world, controls the layout, and analyzes human nature, because in his eyes, the world is just a game.
In the bronze mirror, he slowly closed his eyes, placed his hands on his Dantian, and began the breathing and breathing method that he had experienced countless times.
The extremely deep and powerful true energy in his body may backfire at any time under the long-term forced self-imprisonment, so he needs to use secret techniques to guide and condense it from time to time, and finally seal it in the body again.
There was silence in the dark room, except for the occasional flickering of candlelight.
The breath of a person who sits cross-legged and meditates gradually becomes subtle and peaceful. After one stick of incense, his breathing speed becomes extremely slow, and the rhythmic frequency between exhalation and inhalation is also slower than at least ten breaths.
After repeating this cycle for several times, a thin layer of mist-like Qi spread all over his body, and three white mist-like Qi formed on the Baihui point on the top of his head.
And this is a kind of advanced cultivation that people in the martial arts world dream of, called "Three Flowers Gathering on the Top". Anyone with such signs indicates that his internal cultivation has reached the realm of transformation.
With his long and very slow breathing, the three mist above his head rose higher and higher, and their shape became thicker and thicker. When it rose three feet above his head, the momentum suddenly changed. Three mists were like three backward waterfalls, flowing along his figure like living creatures.
As the three waterfall-like mists flowed, the mist-like clouds around him seemed to be pulled by some kind of force, and began to gather in an orderly manner towards the three mists during his breathing. When they were finally all gathered together, the three mist lines were as thick as arms and shaped like dragons and snakes.
A moment later, the three dragons and snakes escaped from the Baihui point above his head. The energy of the dragons and snakes visible to the naked eye was immediately connected end to end, circling around with them. In the quiet dark room, a strange scene suddenly appeared that could make people jaw-dropping.
At this time, the face in the bronze mirror was calm and solemn, indicating that this mysterious method of true energy movement was approaching a critical moment.
Sure enough, his long breathing gradually became faster as the three dragons and snakes moved around, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead.
After half a moment like this, his breathing suddenly stopped. The energy that was circulating around him immediately slowed down.
He put his palms together at his Dantian, and then took a deep breath.
Then the three dragon snakes that slowed down suddenly stopped around him following his deep breathing.
With his palms clasped together in a virtual and real way, and breathing deeply and continuously, the thirty-six acupuncture points on his body that were originally made by silver needles each emitted a stream of true energy. If the three dragon and snake qi machines were guided, each of them dispersed. Thirty-six little dragons and snakes appeared, corresponding to the thirty-six acupoints.
At this time, the face in the bronze mirror became more solemn and deep.
Then the strange phenomenon reappeared, and the energy around the person in the dark room was like dragons and snakes swimming around, and they continued to pour into the acupuncture points in different locations on the body.
My clothes were soaked with sweat again.
This rare method of condensing true energy in the world is undoubtedly enough to amaze and admire the martial arts of the world!
This unique and profound mysterious technique is called "Shenyou" among the martial arts mental techniques he practices.
What he practices is a secret technique of a mysterious sect, called "Controlling the Void without Phase". This kind of unusual martial arts can be divided into three realms: "Yu Hui", "Xiaoyao" and "Shenyou". In each realm, there are two smaller realms of heaven. When the three realms are combined into one, they are called the "six heaven realms".
If you can cultivate the three realms to the "Six Heaven Realm", it will be the highest realm of controlling the void without phase, and its power will be incomparable. According to the words of an ancestor of that mysterious sect, Wuxiang Controls Xuruo until it reaches the most perfect level of merit and virtue, which can almost reach the realm of gong ginseng and creation, and the world is boundless.
Although the people in the dark room already have the skills of the "Spiritual Movement" realm, they don't know how many realms of "Six Heaven Realm" cultivation there are.
The darkroom was quiet, so time seemed to pass very slowly. About the time of another stick of incense had passed, and thirty-three of the thirty-six dragons and snakes wrapped around the man had been introduced into the body by the qi machine. Now only the last three are still lingering outside the three acupuncture points.
At this time, his face was covered with sweat, and his solemn expression showed a bit of exhaustion and pain.
His face suddenly twitched, as if he was using his greatest strength to absorb the energy of the last three dragons and snakes.
After a while, with the heavy breathing in his mouth, a dragon-snake aura slowly swam into an acupuncture point.
The remaining two dragon snakes were lingering at the acupuncture points on his back spine.
His eyes were closed, his brows were furrowed, his clothes were swaying in the wind, and his body had begun to tremble violently. Obviously these last two acupuncture points are the most difficult hurdles to break through in the "Shenyou" realm.
But at this time, his consciousness suddenly changed again.
The reason why I say "again" is because this situation has happened more than once.
The sea of true energy in his body has almost calmed down, but only the last two acupoints have not been breached, so the seemingly perfect state has a small but extremely harmful gap.
Now, in the consciousness space where he had reached the state of selflessness, a thunder suddenly exploded.
After the thunder, the originally empty spiritual world suddenly fell into darkness, and then a burst of chaotic illusions emerged.
But his physical body was still extremely sharp, but at this moment he only felt a stinging pain in his mind, and his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
In the dark virtual scene, waves of illusions appear like mirrors, flowers, and moon...
A frail middle-aged man fell under the knife of a group of fierce soldiers, and the woman with the knife in her back raised her bloody and desperate face; in the cold wind and snow, the thin child was led like an animal, and the corpses were piled high. The manor house, the resolute eyes of a boy in the raging fire; the majestic figure in the dilapidated house before dawn, the spring-like scenery in the snow-capped mountains, the three wandering figures from the ends of the earth...
The dark consciousness space turned blood red in these messy illusions, and the blood red spread like a tide. A figure with a knife slowly approached in the blood tide...
The person who has fallen into the illusion of spiritual consciousness and cannot extricate himself is now beating like a drum, his whole body is like needles, and the true energy in his body has begun to flow out of control.
In the illusion, the blood tide faded and turned into a raging fire. In the raging fire, a boy slowly raised his head, his face full of horror and despair...
There was another thunderclap, and the consciousness space transformed again. Blood red and darkness intertwined into a huge leafless ancient tree. The ferocious and winding branches on the tree were like the minions of the mysterious demon, forming a strange and quiet place in the illusory world. scene.
Opposite the ancient tree, under the intertwined light and shadow of blood red and darkness, high up, an arrogant and quiet man sat alone behind a game of the game, looking ahead.
In those eyes, there was playfulness, scorn, loneliness, and...a touch of sadness.
He saw a man who looked like a young man with a flowing hairband walking quietly next to the ancient tree.
It turned out to be a familiar face - Gong Ziyu!
Gong Ziyu looked at the person behind the chessboard and suddenly asked: "Are you okay?"
The wise but aloof man looked at Gong Ziyu and said calmly: "In this world, did I ask you to come?"
Gong Ziyu glanced at him and said with a smile: "If I didn't come, how would you know if you were still here?"
The person behind the chessboard suddenly sneered: "It's really interesting. When will the chess pieces be able to move by themselves?"
Gong Ziyu slid his fingers from the hairband on his chest, his face expressionless, and said: "If you don't even have chess pieces in your hand, even if there is a wonderful game, you will have nowhere to go."
Hearing this, the person behind the chess game suddenly picked up a white piece and said calmly: "You should know that in my chess game, any chess piece can become a discarded piece at any time."
With a flick of his finger, the white stone flew towards Gong Ziyu.
Gong Ziyu didn't move, and he picked up Bai Zi between his fingers.
He smiled and said: "Your chess skills don't stop there."
The man behind the chessboard twitched his face.
Gong Ziyu suddenly smiled mysteriously and said, "What about him?"
White suddenly turned into black.
Gong Ziyu turned his head slightly and looked under the ancient tree.
In the shadow under the tree roots as huge as a demon body, there is a man with flying hair and black body.
He lowered his head and looked at something in his hand.
That's a bamboo flute. An extremely ordinary flute.
The person behind the chessboard sneered again: "They are all chess pieces, so what?"
Gong Ziyu looked at the black shadow and smiled.
The black figure did not raise his head and said in a hoarse and low tone: "If you dare to release the complete me, you will definitely regret what you say now."
The man behind the chessboard twitched his mouth again.
Then he smiled coldly and said: "It's so interesting. In my world, you actually want to own yourself?"
Gong Ziyu sighed softly: "With your wisdom, you should understand that the fun of all games is actually the unexpected variables that are under your control, because there are no absolutes in this world."
The man suddenly put his hand on his forehead and let out a deep laugh.
Then he stretched out a hand and opened his palm in the void. In his sight, both the young master and the black shadow were under his control.
"Shut up!" He said coldly: "Is there anything unexpected under my palm?"
"If that's the case, then why are you here?" Gong Ziyu shook his head and said, "Don't you realize that you are a hypocritical, cowardly and pitiful person?"
"If he wasn't cowardly, he wouldn't have imprisoned me here." The black shadow under the tree roots suddenly turned his head and shouted sternly: "Let me out and give me my sword back!"
A face that is extremely arrogant and cold!
"Get away!" The person behind the chessboard suddenly shouted coldly. He bent his palm and grabbed it, and the space and the two of them were instantly shattered.
Among those broken afterimages, two faces were rushing towards his face like ghosts...
"call……"
A heavy breathing came from his mouth, and he broke away from the nightmare-like consciousness, as if there were strong winds and huge waves crashing in his mind.
The two dragon snakes behind him were struggling and twisting outside the cave, as if they couldn't get in.
He was sweating profusely, and when he opened his eyes, he waved his hands, and there was already a silver needle in his hand.
As the shadows of his hands flew, thirty-six silver needles entered his body again.
The surging true energy in his body finally gradually calmed down.
He calmed down, unwilling but helpless to let the energy of the two dragons and snakes dissipate into nothingness.
"It's been almost two years, and I still haven't been able to break through the second realm of the Divine Movement, and the visions in my consciousness are getting more and more serious." He looked gloomy and said to himself: "What else can we do to unify the three realms? ?”
This answer, except for himself, no one knows now.
If he hadn't been at the beginning of the divine movement and had extraordinary willpower, otherwise, with his behavior of forcing himself to improve his state regardless of the limits of his body, he would have already broken his consciousness and gone crazy and turned into a crazy maniac. .
He lowered his hands as if exhausted, and his unfamiliar face was pale, as if he was exhausted. This round of celestial movement had already consumed a lot of energy on him.
After the unusual storm, there was silence. He was soaked all over, and his back felt as cold as a snake crawling across it.
"Haste makes waste." He slowly recovered his mind, sorted out his chaotic thoughts, and secretly warned himself: "There is no way to control the void, and the mystery is endless. The key points in it are obscure and profound, and you have to be eager for success. Gotta break through.”
He has extremely superior intelligence, so he can regain his composure in a very short time.
However, after calming down, he still couldn't hide the anxiety in his heart.
"But I have exhausted my efforts for several years and tried countless methods. Why can't I pass this last hurdle? What else should I do?"
His face showed a gloomy and angry look.
It can be seen that behind the quiet wisdom, there is still suppressed moodiness.
"Master, you once said that over the past hundreds of years, there have been no more than ten people who can reach the Six Heavens Realm. Then I will tell you now, I, Xiao Yi, will definitely become one of those ten people."
Xiao Yi, this name that has never been known to the world, represents a person who has never been known to the world. At this moment, his eyes flashed with incomparable perseverance.
He has absolute confidence in himself.
Then he gently adjusted his breathing again, sensing the changes in the true energy in his body, and it seemed that everything had returned to normal.
He suddenly looked down at the bowl and smiled softly.
When he smiled, all his arrogance, confidence, and wisdom came back.
"Since everything takes time, let's take it slow."
He reached for a bottle and poured the contents into a bowl...
Silence returned to the darkroom, only his hands continued to work skillfully and delicately...
Half an hour later, under the candlelight, he raised his hands, and there was a human face on his hands.
"What a handsome face." He looked at that face and sighed sincerely, "No wonder so many women like it."
He smiled with satisfaction, waved his sleeves, and the candle flame suddenly went out.
The whole room was as dark as ink.
