World of Cultivation

Form a pill!

So far, there are a total of two Jindan in the camp, Wei Sheng and Xie Shan.

Zongru Jiedan was beyond everyone’s expectations. Wei Sheng's elixir formation was the result of fighting and the concentration of the sword's heart, while Xie Shan's elixir formation was a qualitative change caused by quantitative changes. Zong Ru's talent can only be considered average, and although his cultivation is good, it is far from Xie Shan's terrifying accumulation.

Zong Ru, who is not the best in all aspects, is actually the third Dan Dan!

Shocked, everyone spontaneously spread their guard to prevent the blind evil fog from harassing Zongru.

Having witnessed the formation of pills twice in a row, everyone is no longer unfamiliar with the visions experienced during pill formation. A huge shadow appeared above Zongru's tent, like a light gray mist. The mist was billowing, and something seemed to be struggling inside.

Everyone looked up at the huge shadow in the sky, with a look of fear on their faces. From the appearance of the fog, a faint coercion enveloped everyone's hearts like a hill. The only ones who could remain calm were Wei Sheng and Xie Shan, but both of them looked nervous. Once the elixir formation fails, the person may be injured or his state may deteriorate, or his life may be at risk.

Moo!

A cry like a dragon or an elephant, like rolling thunder, rumbled deep in the shadows.

The air rippled irregularly, just like ripples in water. The people who were on guard all around felt a roar in their ears, as if they were exploding in their ears. The figures with advanced cultivation swayed, while those with slightly lower cultivation levels turned pale and retreated continuously.

Only then did a hurricane-like air wave reach in front of everyone.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※

"Wish power! Abandon the Buddha and die! How long have you not seen such pure and extreme wish power?" There seemed to be something shining in Wei's deep and serene eyes.

Pu Yao stared at the ever-changing mist in the sky, with a flash of throbbing in his heart.

Willing power!

It was a smell he had almost forgotten, but when it appeared again, the familiar throbbing also appeared again.

In the war three thousand years ago, he fought against many Zen cultivators, among which there was naturally a Zen cultivator with the power of aspiration. Meditation with the power of aspiration is the enemy that all demons least want to encounter. Whether it is sorcery or magic power, there are many vicious and sinister methods, but if Pu Yao were asked to choose the ten most vicious powers, Yuanli would definitely be among them.

The power of aspiration has nothing to do with the depth of meditation practice. It can be integrated into various spiritual powers. It is only related to the wish made in the heart of the person who makes the vow. The stronger the belief of the person making the vow, the stronger the will will be.

According to legend, if you can achieve the power of your vows through meditation, you can become a Buddha.

The most steadfast belief in the heart of every Zen practitioner is to become a Buddha, and the death wish is an unfulfilled wish. The death wish to abandon the Buddha is the cruelest and most tragic vow that can be made in meditation practice. Therefore, among many vows, the wish to abandon the Buddha and die is the most extreme one.

No one wants to be an enemy of Zen practice who makes a wish to abandon the Buddha and die. Once contaminated, this terrible wish power can directly hurt the soul, and there is almost no solution. It is synonymous with death.

Fortunately, not every Zen practitioner can make a vow, otherwise the war that year would not have been protracted. In fact, it is extremely rare to meditate to obtain the power of aspiration, and to meditate to make a wish to abandon the Buddha and die, even Pu Yao has never seen more than one palm.

I can actually see one here!

Pu Yao and Wei were both frightened.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※

In the entire camp, the one who was most shocked was none other than Yizheng.

Yi Zheng, who was born in the Great Buddhist Temple, came from a well-known family, but at this moment, he opened his mouth wide, looked up at the sky, and felt dazed in his head.

After falling into such a ghostly place, what he experienced and witnessed in just a few months completely overturned the knowledge he had formed on the mountain.

When he first met Wei Sheng, he was so impressed by Wei Sheng's talent that he felt that his life was simply in vain.

However, he never expected that this was just the beginning, and everything he saw next was as bizarre as a dream.

A guy about the same age as himself was the leader of thousands of people, but the others were surprisingly convinced.

In a place called Golden Crow Camp, everyone there has a fourth-grade Golden Crow Fire. He almost went crazy at that time. Can that thing be wholesaled?

In a place called Suzaku Camp, everyone there is a fighting maniac. Even the way they glance at people when walking is like knives. Yi Zheng was a rookie. He didn't know how powerful these people were, but the aura revealed by these lunatics made him tremble with fear.

A place called Weiying had its door closed all day, but the sound of fighting like wild beasts could be heard from inside from time to time. Every time he passed by, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

There are those who hold swords and close their eyes every day to meditate, there are those who carry black spears and fight tirelessly, there are little people who can fly, and there are naughty towers...

There are all kinds of weird and bizarre things.

We came from the Great Buddhist Temple, we practice Zen, and I don’t want to compete with you. Countless times late at night, Yi Zheng repeatedly comforted himself in this way.

To this day, he actually witnessed a meditator forming alchemy, witnessing a meditator making a vow, and witnessing a meditator making a death wish to abandon the Buddha, so he completely collapsed!

Who is the Zen practitioner?

Among the ten Buddhist temples that are sacred places for meditation, he knows that there are three people who have the power of vows, Master Shishu of the Discipline Hall, Master Shishuzu, and Seventh Master Aunt.

Abandoning the Buddha and wishing to die, oh, that kind of legendary thing, just listen to it.

But why do you want to appear in front of him...

Yi Zheng suddenly felt that the shining signboard of the Great Buddha Temple was still dazzling in front of this Zen monk who was born in Yeluzi, but for some reason, it lost a lot of momentum.

Buddha is on top!

Yi Zheng held his head in his hands and stared blankly at the shadows gradually forming in the sky.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※

A vague figure gradually took shape.

The huge slave ship looked like a toy at the feet of this figure. It is like an ancient giant, overlooking all living beings from a high position. Everyone in the camp took a breath of air, and the boundless pressure roared in like an overwhelming force.

Wei Sheng's face showed a solemn look, he took a step forward, his parallel fingers formed a sword, and he stroked gently in circles.

Everyone felt that the coercion that enveloped their bodies suddenly disappeared, and their faces filled with fear relaxed a lot.

Wei Sheng and Xie Shan looked at each other with serious expressions on their faces. They both noticed that there was something unusual in Zongru Jiedan.

Moo!

The vague giant suddenly raised his head and roared loudly, and the sound spread far and wide throughout the countryside!

The depths of the evil mist caused turmoil.

The giant's vague figure continued to change.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※

Zuo Mo, who was breaking through the battlefield of Fengluo Wu Prison, was unaware of the huge commotion in the camp.

He was relieved that the battle to break the prison was not touched this time. If the battle to break out of prison is triggered again, then he will have no choice but to hit the wall. Thinking about it, I just broke Mo Shuimingkong and caused so many endless troubles.

After making money, Zuo Mo found it troublesome. Although this thing is money, it is not as popular as the crystal, and I can’t spend it anyway.

Feng Luowu's prison battlefield is dominated by phantom killings. Let [Pink Skull Annihilation] be used vigorously, and Zuo Mo shouted with joy. Sure enough, no matter how powerful the magic is, it needs to be used more often. Zuo Mo obviously noticed that his [Pink Skull Annihilation] was becoming more and more handy.

The masterful Zuo Mo was soon not satisfied with simply using [Pink Skull Annihilation], and he began to try to change the magic.

Suddenly I remembered the battle with Mo Ruhuo that day, the feeling of being caught at the last moment...

Zuo Mo's eyes suddenly lit up.

※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※

The arch formed by intertwined blue-green vines emits a faint light. This is the Demon Gate. Cultivators have teleportation arrays, demon clans have demon gates, and demon clans have blood pools.

It's time to go home.

Looking at the Demon Gate, Mu Xi's thoughts surged in her mind. After several years of fighting, she felt indescribably happy to be able to return home safely. She had never been away from home for so long before, and when she thought of her mother's tears when she was preparing to go off to war, she felt sad in her heart.

Winning a big victory was the only thing that made her feel worthwhile. Her talent, which she cultivated since she was a child, was average, and she was not very eye-catching among the young people in the clan. It was not until she became a warrior that her talent became increasingly prominent. The opportunity to fight on behalf of the Wood Clan fell on her, which was something she had never expected. The clan leader's order aroused many doubts. You know, she is the youngest among all the leading generals.

Fortunately, I didn't mess up the matter. Although I didn't take much credit, I didn't make any mistakes.

"Let's go." She said quietly.

At this moment, a demon in military uniform suddenly arrived in a hurry. Mu Xi identified this demon as a mid-level general in the Dutian Blood Realm Defense Line, and Mu Xi had a relationship with him. The other party looked anxious and slightly frightened, and Mu Xi felt an inexplicable suddenness in her heart.

"Lord Mangzhan!" she called to him.

Mangzhan's steps stagnated, and then he saw Mu Xi, and he woke up as if from a dream: "It's Master Mu Xi!"

For any warrior, the skill of calming down and nourishing Qi is the basic foundation. Such a rude expression made the ominous premonition in her heart a little heavier. She asked softly: "But there is a war?"

The expression on Mang Zhan's face changed, his eyes suddenly turned red, and his voice was hoarse: "The front line is defeated."

"Ah!" Mu Xi and the adjutant's expressions suddenly changed.

"Three days ago, a few cultivators appeared outside the defense line. We sent a small team to clear out this area. Soon we received news that the small team was surrounded and asked for help. Lord Yanshang led the team to support. Unexpectedly, the other party took the opportunity to attack the defense line, and the attack was extremely Violent. Lord Yanshang rushed back to help, but was ambushed on the way back. The Fire Legion was completely destroyed, and Lord Yan also died. Several teams that went to support Lord Yanshang encountered ambushes and suffered heavy losses!"

Mang Zhan's tone was sad.

Mu Xi's face turned as pale as paper. My QT room is open! Fang Xiang’s official QT room number [9177] click to enter