After reading this, Zhuo Yifan seemed to be obsessed with it, completely obsessed... He didn't even go back to Xuan Village, he didn't even take a sip of meat, or drink a drop of water. He just watched the movie for seven days and seven nights under this snowy pine tree without sleeping or eating.
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A small piece of turtle shell, all-encompassing. Many ancient secrets were written on it, and the battle between gods and men fascinated Zhuo Yifan.
"It's amazing!"
After reading an article about a battle between the saints and gods and the three demon gods, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but exclaimed in his heart. This battle example is just a portrait. But the moment it touched his eyes, it was like a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
, the picture of overflowing divine energy formed a torrent of memory, flowing through my heart with incomparable realism, as if I had transcended the ancient times and experienced that battle personally.
This is just a picture, nothing else has been recorded, but Zhuo Yifan has a feeling that he will never tire of it.
He was so immersed in it that he almost merged into this strange world, and was soon attracted by another battle.
It was a battle between a gray-haired old man of unknown age and a poor man.
The old man was seriously injured, even his weapons were destroyed, and he was about to die. However, Shen Xiongqi was in the prime of his life, and his appearance was full of ferociousness.
Roaring and shaking the sky, I saw Qiongqi spitting lava from his mouth. With unparalleled ferocity, he suddenly rushed over, his giant wings fluttered, covering the sky and covering the sun. It was as if he was about to jump out of the painting. Zhuo Yifan was terrified when he saw it.
Originally, there was no suspense about this battle. But at this moment, the old man who had run out of lamp oil and even destroyed his weapon actually picked up a fallen leaf from the ground and threw it suddenly.
With a "chi" sound, a thick sword energy shot out across the sky, tearing apart the world and conveying unrivaled divine power.
This leaf actually contains the supreme sword intention, which can turn the world around, shake the past and shake the present, as if it can open up the world and cut off everything!
Zhuo Yifan looked at this battle and felt more and more frightened. What kind of strong man was this? He could actually use a piece of tattered dead leaf to throw such a terrifying sword and suddenly turn the situation around? No need to think about it.
You know, this man is definitely a master of swordsmanship! No one can match his swordsmanship in this world!
Zhuo Yifan became more and more focused and looked tired. Three more days passed in the blink of an eye.
If anyone sees him, they will run away in fear.
Because Zhuo Yifan is completely obsessed now.
His originally bright and penetrating eyes were completely stained by blood, flashing with a strange red light, and even his seven orifices were bleeding. His whole body was red and hot, and the heat melted the snow around him, and the heavy snow fell around his body.
It turns into water vapor and evaporates.
But Zhuo Yifan didn't notice anything strange about himself, and was completely silent in this world, unable to extricate himself.
After a long, long time, he shook his hands, and the turtle shell fell to the ground with a clang.
Zhuo Yifan grabbed his hair, gasped in pain, gritted his teeth, his lips were bleeding, and his two blood-red eyes almost popped out of his sockets. He was completely obsessed!
At this moment, he felt extremely lonely. He came to this ordinary world alone. The pain and helplessness of losing power. The hatred for fate and cause and effect. All these negative emotions completely infected his soul.
Fight! Fight! I want to fight! Kill! Kill! I want to kill! Fight a bloody path, break this cause and effect, break this fate, kill all this!
Zhuo Yifan was in a state of mental confusion. He spit out a mouthful of blood and couldn't control himself at all. He kept rolling and roaring on the ground in pain.
Just as his thoughts were hazy, a bit of coldness fell on his eyebrows, like a needle that calmed the sea, instantly calming all the restlessness. The temperature was fading, the restlessness was calming, and as time went by, everything was returning to normal.
When Zhuo Yifan woke up, he found that his body was numb, including his limbs. He struggled to get up from the ground and saw that his body was soaked in blood and snow.
"Did I just go crazy?" He looked at all this in disbelief. He had studied it well, so why did he go crazy?
But from various phenomena, it turns out that he was indeed possessed just now. And the obsession was so severe that his life was almost hanging by a thread.
"Then...who saved me?" Zhuo Yifan suddenly thought of the cold feeling between his eyebrows when he was confused and hot all over. He couldn't help but use his hand to ejaculate, only to find that there seemed to be a stick between his eyebrows.
Root thorn.
He pulled out the thorn and took a closer look. He was surprised to see that it was actually a pine needle. Was it this snow-feather pine that saved him?
"Brother Yu!" Zhuo Yifan hugged the tree tightly, feeling moved in his heart: "Thank you so much, Brother Yu! I owe you a favor!"
Xue Yusong didn't move, and neither did Zhuo Yifan. He waited quietly for a response. It wasn't until soon after that the tree trunk shook slightly that he let go of his hand and picked up the turtle shell on the ground again.
Only this time, there was a lot of complexity in his eyes.
Generally speaking, before going crazy, practitioners will feel hot and hot in order to make countermeasures, but this time it is different.
When he was studying, he didn't feel anything strange, but his obsession seemed to be invisible. By the time he really reacted, it was already too late. Cuo Fei Xue Yusong woke him up at the critical moment, and his life would be handed down.
here.
"It's so scary to be obsessed with something invisible."
Zhuo Yifan rubbed the turtle shell and did not continue to study. It was not because he was afraid, but he was a little emotional. He did not expect that with his current state of mind, he would actually become obsessed and almost die.
"It would be great if Lin Shen and Xuan Meng were here. They would tell me how to learn..." Zhuo Yifan stared at the turtle shell and suddenly felt like he had no idea what to do. He was very confused. He had gone off the rails.
If you are possessed by a demon for the first time, there will inevitably be a second time, a third time...
The first time, Xueyusong saved him, but what about the next few times? Who would save him?
"Who can tell me what I should do?" Zhuo Yifan sighed, then he penetrated his mind and just scanned the opening eight words before exiting.
The eight characters at the beginning of this chapter are the inscription - "I have no intention, no desires and no desires."
"If I have no intention, no desire and no pursuit..." Zhuo Yifan didn't pay attention to these eight words at first, but now he chewed them carefully, but he felt that there was a special charm in it.
"Are these eight characters telling people in this book to have no desires or desires?" Zhuo Yifan wondered. He paid special attention to clearing away distracting thoughts and blending with heaven and earth before he went to practice.
. This can lead to obsession, so what is the correct way to do it?
Only then did Zhuo Yifan realize that he had not grasped the key point and had not mastered the key to **.
This key is most likely the "key" that the old man from the Secret Valley mentioned! As long as you can hold this key, the day when you can regain your strength is just around the corner.
Thinking of this, Zhuo Yifan sat down and thought carefully with the turtle shell in his hands. He kept thinking about it in his mouth, chewing the meaning of these eight words over and over, but he still couldn't understand it clearly.
"The world is searching for the traces of God, but all kinds of hard work has failed. But the years have passed, and all the glory has been in vain. My heart is like the bright moon, dancing on the road to the sky, picking up the sun and the moon and returning, grabbing the star spectrum..." Sitting cross-legged in the tree
Next, Zhuo Yifan suddenly heard a melodious and elegant singing voice. The lyrics seemed unfamiliar to him at first, but after savoring them carefully, he felt a different kind of comfort.
Who is singing this song? I looked around curiously, only to find that the person who came was dressed in cloth, with disheveled hair, a bamboo basket on his back, and a small ax in his hand. He turned out to be a woodcutter. He didn't look strange at all.
place, but upon closer inspection, there is an indescribable sense of peace on his face.
Looking at the woodcutter, Zhuo Yifan suddenly paused.
Although it is noon now, it is not warm at all. Even ordinary monks in the physical training stage must at least wear a thin cotton coat to avoid feeling cold. But this woodcutter only wore a coarse cloth and a simple
Coarse shorts that reached to the knees and a pair of straw shoes full of holes, just pacing back and forth on the snow without leaving any footprints...
Zhuo Yifan's eyes flashed. Based on this and the previous Taoist song, he could be sure that this woodcutter was by no means an ordinary person. (To be continued.)