Yi Heng panicked in his heart, so his words were urgent and angry without respect.
Who doesn't want to achieve perfection in the process of cultivating immortals? Anyone who hears that he can't practice to the extreme, I'm afraid his reaction is not much different from him.
"I can't reach the extreme, but I can reach Mahayana!" The monk in blue seemed to see through his thoughts, but the unofficial on his face gradually became blurred and could not see the expression on his face.
Yi Heng is worried. It should be that the strength of the soul is about to be exhausted, so this is the case. But why only talk about the key?
You can get to Mahayana. It seems that this Mahayana still only regards itself as a tool to complete the task, and only needs to complete the task by yourself.
It can give him up, but how dare he give himself up? Therefore, he urgently asked again, "please teach me!"
The friar in blue hesitated slightly and said peacefully: "before the cultivation of the human race and the transformation of God, there is no stress, but from the transformation of God, it is necessary to integrate the law, body and soul, and make a breakthrough at the same time, so as to reach the extreme. It is light to say, but there is no one in ten thousand."
"Among the Terran friars, although there are few advanced stars in one or two of the three, there are one or two people every thousand years, and none of the three advanced at the same time, or even tens of thousands of years. Otherwise, how can other races have a chance to turn over?"
The more Yi Heng listens, the colder he feels in his heart, and his thoughts are in a mess again.
"If you still have a great chance, even if you can't reach the extreme, it's not impossible to advance the starry sky with your soul, and this chance may be after you finish your task..."
The face and body shape of the monk in blue have gradually blurred, and even the extremely tempting words have become blurred.
But the vague words still shocked Yi Heng's heart. He didn't dare to waste too much time. He bit his teeth and said, "if it is, if the younger generation goes deep into 30000 miles underground, how to tell the elder!"
"This wisp of soul of the Buddha no longer maintains consciousness and is attached to the jade slips. Once the jade slips are crushed, the Buddha will immediately know that the broken void will arrive in an instant..."
In the divine sense, in the jade slips, the words of the monks in blue gradually became inaudible, and the whole body began to blur and blur like ink paintings soaked in water.
The blurred and scattered ink did not disappear, but gradually gathered. After a moment, it gathered into a fist sized ink mark, which was deeply branded in the blank jade slips.
Yi Heng waited for a cup of tea and determined that there was no change before he took back the divine knowledge from the jade slips.
Taking back his divine consciousness, he finally felt that the whole person, no matter his mind or body, still belonged to himself. At this time, he found that his whole body was already wet.
For more than two hours, whether it is the identification of stars and stones, the secret of dry stars, or the secret of the ultimate cultivation of human friars, it is unheard of and unheard of before.
But all this is a blow to his current situation.
The state of cultivation can not reach the extreme, which is undoubtedly a negation of his thousands of years of cultivation. Even if he gets lucky to enter Mahayana in the future, and then get lucky to enter the realm of stars, there is no chance to reach the extreme.
Unexpectedly, on the earth, the soul broke through the advanced level of the five-tier rate, then killed the four sides with the power of the soul and destroyed the cultivation system left by the seven races on the earth. Now, it has become the culprit hindering the achievement of the ultimate.
It is an eternal truth that the way of heaven makes up for deficiencies and benefits.
He sat quietly on the stone bed, his body did not dare to move, his face was as heavy as water, and his eyes were cloudy.
But a moment later, he immediately cheered up.
There were only four monks who could be sent here, including him. Of course, those three who had betrayed were not included in his calculation.
We must go to the Millennium gathering.
Yi Heng carefully put the jade slips back into the ring, relieved slightly in his heart, operated the skill and evaporated the sweat stains all over his body in an instant.
Two hundred and forty-one hours later, the Lucifer family gathered.
He knew why he had to count by hours. At this time, his sense of urgency was stronger. He had to flee here whether he went or not.
If you want to get a chance, you must complete the task first, and is this task easy to complete?
Two Mahayana friars entered the ground, and finally disappeared without sending a message.
The way to send a message is just to crush the jade slips. For any friar, it's just instant Kung Fu, and they didn't even win it.
He felt a movement, and a pure light flew out of the storage ring. As soon as he grabbed it with his left hand, he held it, looked down, and a golden flying sword lay quietly in the palm of his hand.
The body of the sword is golden and three inches long. It's like a toy and doesn't open the front.
He found that most of the monks' magic weapon here was a small flying sword, which should be related to the fact that the dry star was full of stones.
Except for different bricks, all the people we meet are mainly magic weapons of flying sword.
It's easy to think differently, just like its name. It's not only the way to think about problems, but also to act differently from others, and even the magic weapon is different from others.
This flying sword was obtained from Pei Renshou's white jade ring. It was collected by friars during the period of refining emptiness. It must be of high grade.
Now it has been involved in Pei Renshou's whirlpool of free Dharma stars and stones, and has been involved in the powerful task. It is even more necessary to grab the eight trigrams plate from Li Chengdai. If the power of soul cannot be used, it can only rely on dharma and body.
Before, I was poor and had no chance to find magic weapons. Now I naturally have to refine more and be prepared.
The divine sense probes into the flying sword in the palm of the hand. Refining is not as simple as the master's flying sword. As long as the Dharma array is not very complex, it only needs a cup of tea.
The divine sense had entered the flying sword without accident, but when he saw the internal structure of the flying sword, his eyes suddenly showed surprise.
"How is that possible?" He couldn't help but ask himself in a low voice. He thought that this flying sword could be collected in the white jade ring by the friar in the empty period of refining. Even if it wasn't the best magic weapon, it should also be the best magic weapon.
But now it seems that it is a magic weapon without product.
Inside the flying sword, there is not a dense Dharma array in the imagination, but a blank one. There is one Dharma array, but it is only the simplest Dharma array.
Just brand the divine knowledge on the Dharma array to activate this flying sword. It's so simple. Where do you need tea Kung Fu? In an instant.
There's no magic weapon, but what magic weapon? In this way, the power of this flying sword attack will be greatly weakened, or there is no power at all. If the mana is strong, the power will be great, and if the mana is weak, the power will be small.
"Is it true that all the magic weapons here are like this?" When he thought about it carefully, he found that when all the friars drove the flying sword to attack, there was almost no change. They all went straight. At most, they missed one hit and immediately turned around and attacked again.
The golden flying sword, which was carefully held before, felt extremely chicken ribs at this time.
"Ding" made a light sound and threw the flying sword on his left hand on the stone bed. He didn't believe in evil after all. Was the magic weapon in the Friar's ring in the empty period so unbearable?
"Bang, bang, Ping, Ping." There was a loud noise from the stone house, and six magic weapons were scattered on the stone bed.
Among them, the flying sword has four handles, one is gold, and the other three are silver. They are all about three inches in size, just like toys.
In addition, there is a shield and a magic weapon in the shape of gloves.
Release the divine sense and explore the five magic weapons at the same time, with a strange look in his eyes.