At this time, the sky was full of stars and the mountains were silent.

Yi Yan sat in the room, closing the door and window.

He suppressed all the thoughts in his heart, and all the worldly things lingered in his heart to see the power of calmness. The depth and shallowness of his practice do not depend on the level of magic power, but on the power of calmness.

When practicing and casting magic, it seems to be moving, but in fact it is extremely quiet and stable inside. Even between the limits of life and death, the thought of calmness will not dissipate. If it dissipates, the magic will disappear.

People who are new to practice often cannot suppress their thoughts when things are lingering in the world. At this time, they should not force themselves to enter into tranquility, otherwise they will not only fail to enter into tranquility, but will also breed the demons of their hearts.

No one taught Yi Yan's skill of entering into tranquility. Since he left the house, his experience in fighting with others has quickly enriched. Now he can be in danger and keep quiet thoughts in his mind. This is a talent, and it is also a kind of mind that has been tempered between life and death.

As for the true concept of law and Taoism based on true practice, he may not be as good as those disciples who have just entered the mountain gate for one or two years and have not even learned magic.

The way of practice is sometimes more of a feeling of enlightenment. Although Yi Yan has not entered the mountain gate to study, he can find that silence in the chaotic dust thoughts and calm the beating of his heart deep in his heart.

The stars are blurred, the crescent moon hangs on the top of the mountain, and the fog rises from the Zijing Mountain.

Since Yi Yan became the turtle Gu Yuanshen, every time he entered into meditation, he seemed to be in harmony with the world. It was a feeling of intoxication. Although every time he woke up, he seemed to have gained something but had nothing. This feeling of sinking into his heart as if he had the intention of Taoism was the most itchy and intoxicating.

However, today is different. Today, Yi Yan enters meditation mainly to feel the difference in one's own experience.

My thoughts sink deep in my heart and observe the dark darkness.

The deeper the consciousness, the deeper and deeper, and a little light slowly appeared in the endless darkness. The first thing that appeared were the marks, which were spell talisman seals. The marks were dull and dull, as if buried in the dust of thousands of years, and the light was hard to appear. However, there was a mark in them, which was the divine talisman seal.

The consciousness sinks again, and a faint golden light slowly emerges in the darkness. The golden light seems to be getting closer and closer in the deep sea, and the golden light becomes brighter and brighter. Finally, the light is shining heavily, filling Yi Yan's consciousness.

It was a talisman floating in the endless darkness, with golden light on it. I looked up and seemed to reach Lingxiao. I looked down and saw the ghost realm of the Yellow Springs.

There are runes on the golden talisman, connected one by one, like written in blood-stained gold powder.

He knew that this was the rune engraved on his back by Xiao Chaogui, which was what he called a heavenly strip.

His consciousness had already merged with the turtle Gu and turned into the turtle soul. When the consciousness contacted the heavenly strip, he felt a lofty thought pouring into his heart, and in an instant it seemed to spread throughout his limbs and stimulating his soul.

It was a kind of divine will and thought that could not be measured. In just a moment, it took root and sprouted in the heart, and the branches and leaves were lush in the blink of an eye, just like what you thought, what you gained and realized.

Yi Yan, who lives alone in the dark wooden house, lingered in golden light on his back, rising from his back and climbed up to his head.

There seemed to be countless spells decomposing and dissolving in the golden light. The runes were turned and circling, like endless mystery hidden in it. Widths of white mist appeared in the void. A black turtle in the void slowly formed. As soon as it was formed, the turtle roared silently to the sky. The white mist gathered in the void and gathered on Yi Yan's head. When it was turned, it turned like a wave.

In a blink of an eye, the room was filled with white mist. In the darkness, Yi Yan's body was light golden light, illuminating the dark room, making the white mist turn around, like in the heavenly palace outside the clouds.

Yi Yan was in a daze and felt that when he came to the Nine Night Clouds, a golden armored god spoke to him. His voice was empty and shocked, his ears were shaking, but he couldn't hear anything clearly. He just felt that there was a lot more in his heart. When he came to his senses, he still sat in the dark room.

However, now he feels that the world changes and the world is different.

His eyes were still closed, but the soul of the black turtle had greatly changed. The soul of the black turtle, which was originally illusory, had condensed half of its true form at this time. He saw golden patterns on his back armor, his head was raised high, and he sucked into the void in large mouthfuls. Every time it sucked, white mist would appear in the void and was sucked into his mouth by the black turtle.

The black turtle has mysterious golden patterns on its head, which goes down along its neck and is integrated with the armor.

But the tail and limbs were hidden in the white mist, and it was hard to see clearly, just like a black turtle with mysterious golden patterns on the top of her head floating on the water, only seeing the back of her head.

Yi Yan already understood that the white mist was the faith and vows of people in the Zijing Mountains, and that heavenly rule allowed him to absorb these faith and vows.

"A talisman of heaven has actually entered the divine way." Yi Yan sighed in his heart. He never wanted to practice the divine way.

Even though he had not practiced for a long time, he knew that the divine way was not prosperous, the heavenly court had long disappeared into nothingness, and the mountain gods had long been gone. There were still some temples in the world, but no one knew whether there were any real gods still there, or were occupied by the demon gods, or that it was the temples that wished him to fully gain faith and secretly occupied the position of the gods.

The Tao of God once flourished, and during that period, the Taoist ancestor returned from the great disaster, transformed himself into a world, and preached the world. That was a real time when all things were prosperous. God, immortal, Buddha, demon, and sage, these five kinds of Tao fruits occupy seats in the world, and many small Tao fruits show their light in the world, competing with the Tao.

There are many disciples of each sect, and they are everywhere in the practice of Dharma and theory of Taoism. All the world's laws and ten are formed at that time, and most of the world's sects were passed down at that time.

Unlike now, the world is dark, as if the end of the world is coming.

Sitting in meditation, entering into meditation, the primordial spirit black turtle swallows and exhales the power of faith and vows. Yi Yan only felt that the magic power of his body was surging. In this Zijing Mountain, there was a feeling of a fish flowing in the water at will.

But when he was quiet and observing his magic talisman seals, he found that the talisman seals were entangled with a layer of golden light. They could see but could not perceive them. He knew that they were really sealed.

The magic power that slowly grew on his body was extremely similar to the divine power he had asked God to obtain. The only difference was that the one he asked to borrow was more pure, while this one was mixed and impure.

When the sun shone on the windowsill, Yi Yan had already stood up and opened the door. A person had arrived at the door, which was He Zhiwen.

He Zhiwen was slightly stunned, as if he didn't expect that the door would open before he knocked on it.

"Uncle Baishan asked me to come to Mr. Qisu's place. If you have any needs, Mr. Qisu just told me."

He Zhiwen said this, and he found that Yi Yan changed into a black cloth today and covered his eyes. At the same time, he felt that Yi Yan had a special feeling. He couldn't say this feeling, as if it was even more mysterious. Even though he was clearly standing here, he felt that this person no longer belonged to the human world.

If placed in the sea of ​​people, you can find a unique sense of breath from the inside.

Yi Yan himself would not refuse someone to listen to it. He was about to stroll around the Zijing Mountain.

So, under the leadership of He Zhiwen, Yi Yan turned in the Zijing Mountain.

As he walked, his consciousness melted like snow. The Xuan Turtle Yuanshen swallowed and sucked the power of faith and wishes. When he returned to his residence, he had sensed a violent aura in the power of faith and wishes.

This is integrated into the power of faith and vows, and it cannot be expelled at all. At first, there was only a faint feeling. Another day passed. He understood that this was from the burning carbon tourists in the Zijing Mountains, and their dissatisfaction with the poor life in their hearts. This dissatisfaction was suppressed in their hearts and turned into tyranny. When one day they reached an explosion, they would sweep the world like a flood.

This tyranny was not clear at first, but after a few days, he was already a little scared. The tyranny seemed to be able to arouse the tyranny in his heart, as if it could change a person's nature. The tyranny in the soul of the black turtle was strengthened again, and the black turtle's eyes slowly turned into blood.

Yi Yan suddenly thought: "This black turtle soul has a bit of true turtle nature. Or, the ancestral spirit mark that the turtle was refined is just an introduction. Why will it grow in the end? I'm afraid Zhao Yu himself doesn't know whether the soul controls people or the soul controls people?"

He felt uneasy when he thought about this, but there was no good idea.

You have to enter into meditation and reflect on yourself, hoping that you can find the spirit as soon as possible, so that you can have something to hold on. If you have something to hold on, your mind will not be easily changed.

When he lived in the Bauhinia Mountain for the fifth day, there was no secret to him in the Bauhinia Mountain.

He was tattooed with a heavenly strip, which could absorb faith, and faith brought a lot of information. After the Xuan Turtle Yuanshen swallowed the life spirit, because it was in the Zijing Mountain, he could not know what the subtle changes had in the Xuan Turtle Yuanshen. Now the Xuan Turtle Yuanshen will no longer suppress and will no longer hurt.

Not only will there be no sting, but it also feels like a fish in water. Yi Yan has now discovered the changes of the Black Turtle devouring the Life Spirit. The soul of the Black Turtle already has magical powers like a Life Spirit, and can capture some information from the world.

When the soul is perfect, it can reflect on the void and observe the stars of the world. Capturing some information is of course a small witch when the soul is perfect, but it is extremely practical for Yi Yan now.

He already knew the names of the mountain people in Zijing Mountain, and Yi Yan could know what they said at night.

He knew that this was because in the Zijing Mountain, he could hear these through his soul more easily. If it were outside, it would definitely not be so easy to hear things.

Even if he did not devour the soul of the Black Turtle, he could know a lot through his faith and vows. Now that the two are combined, he knows more.

He knew the most core people of the God-worshiping Cult, and what he still needs to know now is what magical powers they each have. He also had a guess about this, guessing that their spells all came from the ten heavenly lines, just like the one engraved on his back. As for whether they were engraved on their bodies, they could not guess.

"It belongs to the way of God. The magic power does not come from asking God to borrow power, but the faith and vows of the people in the Bauhinia Mountain. If one day people in the Bauhinia Mountain can rebel and succeed, the country established may be the kingdom of God. Perhaps a god will reappear on earth, or there will be no god at all, but someone in the world gathers faith and turns into gods."

This was Yi Yan's guess, and at this time he had already had a desire to leave.

It was somewhat unexpected that this trip was so smooth. Although it took a long time, he did not encounter any danger. As for the inscription on a heavenly strip, he could only go back later. Anyway, his original magic power was eliminated and it was difficult to use magic.

But he made up his mind to return here in the future.

But when he wanted to leave without saying goodbye, Baishan actually came to him and said that Brother Tian was looking for him.

The moment he saw Baishan, he suddenly became alert in his heart. He looked at Baishan through the magical power of the Xuan Turtle's life. He saw that his body was full of blood and a sharp sword light cut across his neck.
Chapter completed!