Among the nine provinces, there are many cultivators in the Nine-level Realm of Zhenhu. These people have been immersed in this realm for many years and have long improved their own foundation to the extreme, that is, their physical bodies meet the standards, but they still find it difficult to break through the sea of divineness.
Therefore, not everyone who has the opportunity to break through the sea of God can achieve their long-cherished wishes. Only a few people can enable the power of their own mind and spirit to complete the transformation, nurture the soul and turn it into divine thoughts.
Lu Ye had already taken this step, but it was a coincidence, and it was a protection of his subconscious under the stimulation of external forces.
Because his physical strength is only in the True Lake Realm, and his divine thoughts are enough to control, his divine thoughts have not grown much. According to the elder brother, only when the foundation of his physical body is improved to a level that the divine thoughts are difficult to control will his subconscious mind have the need to change, and then it will be an opportunity to be promoted to the divine sea.
So what Lu Ye has to do now is very simple, and he is still just practicing and constantly enhancing his physical foundation.
"Of course, while improving one's physical strength, one must also temper one's own mind and spirit... Only by moving forward in unison can one achieve the best results. However, your situation is special. Others will have shackles when they are promoted to the sea of divine things, but it should happen naturally to you."
After all, they have already nurtured the soul body. There is no saying that the level is that as long as the strength is accumulated enough, they will naturally be promoted.
"How to temper the mind?" Lu Ye asked humbly.
Feng Wujiang smiled slightly: "For ordinary monks in Zhenhu realm, the best way to temper their minds is to visualize."
"Visualize?"
"When you are meditating, visualize the structure of some objects in your mind, and re-exit them as completely as possible. At the beginning, visualize some simple things. After you become proficient, you will increase the difficulty. In this way, the power of your mind will be consumed during the visualization process. When your mind is exhausted, you will slowly recover and repeat the process of consumption and recovery, and the mind will be tempered." Feng Wujiang said and looked at Lu Ye: "Generally, monks from major sects have started to prepare for this matter at the seventh level of Zhenhu Realm or even earlier, just to lay a good foundation. Each sect has their own visualization method, and each has its own advantages and disadvantages. This is also part of the foundation of their respective sects. It cannot be generalized. If you are in Jiuzhou, the head sect should have passed on these."
Lu Ye nodded. In this regard, his situation was a bit hard to say, mainly because his cultivation progressed too quickly.
I have never heard of such things before. Perhaps the head sect and second senior sister thought that his cultivation was too low and he couldn't use it for the time being, so I didn't tell him this so as not to disturb his mood.
As a result, when he could use it, he was caught by Yu Daiwei's woman, and then he came to the blood refining world.
If I hadn't heard from my senior brother today, Lu Ye wouldn't have known that there was such a secret method.
The elder brother changed his tone: "Of course, that is the method of tempering the mind and spirit in the True Lake realm. The younger brother already has divine thoughts, so it is much simpler. You just need to constantly consume your divine thoughts and then slowly recover."
"Can you use some auxiliary recovery objects?" Lu Yewen said, "For example, Soul-washing Water?"
If this is possible, then the effect of tempering his spiritual consciousness will be countless times better than that of normal people.
"It's better not." Feng Wujiang shook his head, "This period is very important to you. Any behavior that can boost growth is discouraged. It's best to let it go. There is still one year left. I believe you can do it."
"One year?" Lu Ye was puzzled, "What will happen in a year?"
Feng Wujiang smiled: "Junior brother, don't you think about staying here forever, right? In a year, the Tianjizhu will be activated."
Lu Ye's expression was excited: "Senior brother means..."
Feng Wujiang said: "You are different from us. We are all people who have reached the end of our practice. Jiuzhou Tianji sent us here. On the one hand, we asked us to find ways to save the human race here and plan for the future of the human race in this world. On the other hand, we are probably afraid of leaving us in Jiuzhou to stir up the storm."
Over the years, those who are qualified to be sent to the blood refining world by Jiuzhou Tianji are the top strong people of all eras. They have reached the end of their practice and have no way to make progress. Such people continue to stay in Jiuzhou, which is ultimately a restless factor, so Jiuzhou Tianji sent them here to let them shine here.
Lu Ye was the first person to be sent here with his cultivation level in the True Lake Realm, and he was sent here as a helping hand.
It was precisely with his arrival that the Ju Blood Holy Land could resist the encirclement and suppression of the blood clan army this time.
"There is no way to be sure, but I guess, junior brother, you have a great chance to return to Jiuzhou."
"Senior brother, can you go back with those old seniors?" Lu Yewen.
Feng Wujiang shook his head: "I tried it before when the Tianji Pillar was activated, but it was impossible to make a move."
Lu Ye calmed down and said, "I understand."
Within one year, you will be promoted to the Divine Sea and return to Jiuzhou. This is what you need to do next.
Lu Ye is still very confident in this. Although there are many dangers in his practice, at least he has not encountered many ups and downs on the road to improving himself, and has already accumulated an indomitable mentality and momentum.
I believe this time will be no exception.
After saying goodbye to Feng Wujiang, Lu Ye did not rush to practice, but took Dao Thirteen to the Holy Mountain and walked around and toured the Holy Island at will.
A year is still long, so there is no need to rush for a moment. Moreover, his injury has only recovered, so it is not easy to enter the state of cultivation immediately.
The entire Holy Island is a huge gathering place for human races. No matter whether it is cultivating or ordinary people, monks and mortals live together, and they are in a state of joy. Perhaps because they have just repelled the blood clan army, the holy island is filled with joy and atmosphere, and the scene of lights and decorations can be seen everywhere.
On the streets, there were crowds of people, and many shops were lined with them, and the atmosphere of fireworks in the world was filled with fireworks.
Lu Ye rarely sees this kind of scene. Perhaps this is the city where some mortals gather in Jiuzhou are like this, but since he embarked on the path of cultivation, he rarely contacted a large number of mortals, which is inevitable that he is novel.
As Lu Ye walked and watched, a candied haws came towards him, shouting, and the straw target he was carrying was filled with crystal clear candied haws.
Lu Ye stopped the owner of the goods and asked about the price. He was about to buy two to taste it, but suddenly he remembered that he had no currency here at all.
There was no spiritual stone or pill. As early as when he was promoted to the eighth level of Zhenhu, he used up his stored cultivation resources.
The elder sister who sold tofu not far away said, "Give him two candied haws, I'll pay."
When Lu Ye heard the sound, he turned his head and looked at the corners of his eyes twitched.
After a while, Lu Ye and Dao Shisan were holding a string of candied haws and standing next to Sister Tofu, Lu Ye still couldn't believe his eyes: "Senior, I almost recognized you when you put on your clothes."
Yue Ji raised her hand and knocked him on the head: "Speak well."
Lu Ye also knew that he had made a mistake, mainly because he didn't expect Yue Ji to be here, and she was dressed in this style.
Before, Yue Ji was covered with a thin gauze, and her graceful body was faintly visible, which made people's blood radiant. Now she is wearing coarse cloth clothes, with a square scarf on her head, and rolled her sleeves to her elbow, looking like a farmer's woman.
"Senior, what are you doing?" Lu Ye was really puzzled.
"Selling tofu." Yue Ji replied for granted, "You always have to make a living."
Lu Ye was amused and crying. The seventh generation leader of the Wanfa Sect in Leizhou and a figure at the peak of the Divine Sea Realm ran to this blood refining world to sell tofu. If the disciples of Wanfa Sect saw this, how could they feel?
Moreover, how can a senior expert like Yue Ji need ordinary things to make a living?
Lu Ye can see that she is playing with life, and she can only sigh that it is always elusive for experts to act.
"I can't sell tofu?" Yue Ji looked at him squintly.
"Can you sell it or sell it!" Lu Ye didn't dare to say a word.
"When I was young, I sold tofu to make a living. Later, I was attracted by a monk from Wanfa Sect and accepted it as a disciple. Now I am just returning to my old career. What's there to make a fuss about?" Yue Ji said, pointing to the opposite street: "Look at the old man over there."
Lu Ye looked in the direction she pointed and saw an old man napping in the sun at the door of a small shop. Several children came to him and poked his nostrils with dog tail grass. He didn't raise his eyes, but just waved it occasionally, causing the children to laugh.
There was a cloth banner next to the old man, with a big calculating character on it, which was extremely eye-catching.
"Somewhat familiar..." Lu Ye said, thinking, wasn't this one of the more than 70 old seniors?
"He... is he telling fortunes for someone?" Lu Ye died speechlessly.
"Just a little bit of interest." Yue Ji smiled, "We are so unhappy and can't die. Life is boring, so we can only have some fun by ourselves."
"Senior said this." Lu Ye didn't know how to answer.
But it may be the truth. The old seniors have a life span, but there is no way out. This is a torture for any monk who has been pursuing a higher level all his life.
It would be fine if there was really no future. The key is that each of them could clearly feel that there was still a road ahead, but they could not find it.
So they had no complaints about Jiuzhou Tianji sending them to the blood refining world. At least, when they came here, they found what they wanted to do. Unlike in Jiuzhou, they had to take the airs of their old seniors and be arrogant about their identity.
"Is it delicious?" Yue Ji suddenly asked.
Lu Ye handed over half of the candied haws: "Do you try it?"
Yue Ji rolled her eyes: "Eat quickly, and help me shout after you finish eating."
Lu Ye almost choked to death, and finally swallowed the candied haws: "Senior, you're a bit too much. Two strings of candied haws cost only a few dollars. I'll return them to you afterwards."
"Stop talking nonsense!"
After a moment, a crisp shout sounded on the tofu stall: "Selling tofu, fresh and tender tofu..."