"Have you heard? We have a new Taoist disciple in Nanfeng!"
"Where did that person come from? He actually became a Taoist disciple directly? This is so unfair!"
"Origin? I heard that this person's name is Xiao Ping. He is a third-generation handyman. Her Royal Highness the Saint personally selected him from the handymen and brought him back to our South Peak."
"Tell me, is Xiao Ping the face of Her Highness the Saint? Otherwise."
"Hush! Silence! Are you seeking death for talking about His Highness the Holy Land?"
One disciple after another walked towards the south peak while discussing in a low voice.
"Xiao Ping?"
Among the crowd, a handsome young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes could not help but frown.
next moment.
He slowly closed his eyes.
Countless branches of the future within three days were instantly staged before his eyes.
Tens of breaths later.
The young man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes opened his eyes and shook his head carelessly.
It's just a small character who has no connection with him in the future, so there's no need to take it seriously.
Fuxiuyuan.
Elder Fuxiu sat cross-legged on a futon, and opposite him was Chen Zhixing, who was also sitting cross-legged.
"Xiao Ping, do you know what the purpose of our Nanfeng is?" Fu Xiu said calmly with his eyes half open and half closed.
"Manpower will eventually be exhausted, but mental power is infinite." Chen Zhixing replied.
"That's right."
Fuxiu nodded and said: "The world's use of spiritual thoughts is actually very narrow. Most of them only use spiritual thoughts to detect sound transmission, while a small number use spiritual thoughts as an attack method to attack the opponent's sea of consciousness.
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Chen Zhixing nodded, most of his spiritual thoughts worked in this way.
Fuxiu smiled slightly and said: "Of course, the functions of spiritual thoughts are bizarre. If you only use spiritual thoughts for exploration or attack, it is tantamount to guarding a golden mountain without using it. It is really a waste of natural resources."
"The real spiritual thoughts should be that the infinite and wonderful effects of spiritual thoughts are as big as your thoughts!"
"A powerful spiritual monk should be able to turn falsehood into reality, create things out of thin air, speak the law, and think of the Kingdom of God just by relying on his spiritual thoughts!"
Chen Zhixing frowned slightly: "Refining falsehood into reality? Creating things out of thin air?"
"That's right."
Fuxiu smiled and said: "What does it mean to refine falsehood and become true? It means that if I say this world is true, then this world is true; if I say this world is false, then this world will be false! Because I use my spiritual thoughts to
Directly controls your thoughts and distorts your senses!"
Chen Zhixing had a thoughtful look on his face after hearing this.
These thoughts had indeed never occurred to him before today.
"So I say that it is extremely low-level to just use spiritual thoughts as an offensive method, or just for detection and scanning!"
Fuxiu said with a smile: "In my opinion, the real use of spiritual thoughts is for control! Control the other party's thoughts, control the other party's senses, turn the other party into a puppet on strings, and let yourself control it!"
After a pause, Fu Xiu changed the topic and said: "Of course, these methods are still too far away from you, so we will not consider them for the time being and will take them step by step."
After the words fell, Fu Xiu turned his right hand, and a thin book appeared in his hand.
He handed the book to Chen Zhixing and said:
"This is "Yan Shen Lu". There are five levels in total. You should start practicing from the first level."
Chen Zhixing took "Yan Shen Lu" and looked towards the first floor.
The first level is very simple, it is to use spiritual thoughts to condense one realistic object after another.
"Xiao Ping, come here, I will demonstrate it to you once."
Fu Xiu smiled, then spread his hands, and a light suddenly flashed in his eyes.
next moment.
In Fu Xiu's hand, he saw a lifelike unicorn.
Qilin has a lion's head, antlers, tiger's eyes, an elk's body, dragon scales, and an ox's tail. It moves back and forth in Fu Xiu's hands, and from time to time it raises its front hooves and spits out traces of flames.
It's lifelike and lifelike.
"Xiao Ping, you practice first. When you can use your spiritual mind to manifest such a unicorn, then you will have mastered the first level."
Fu Xiu smiled slightly and prepared to get up and leave.
Seeing that Chen Zhixing was looking down in thought, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Don't worry, practicing this method requires a high concentration of mental power, and then depicting it in the mind countless times, thinking all the details in place, and then trying to realize it.
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"I think it took me a whole month to practice the first level. During this month, I stayed up and stayed up all night to practice."
"Just take your time."
After saying that, Fuxiu turned around and planned to go to the back room to practice.
He just took two steps.
"Elder Fuxiu, I seem to be successful, do you think so?"
An uncertain voice sounded.
"It's done? Haha, it's impossible. Don't be too hasty."
Elder Fuxiu spoke with a smile and glanced back casually.
The words were barely spoken.
"Um?!!!"
Fuxiu's eyes suddenly widened, and the smile on his face instantly froze.
I saw Chen Zhixing holding up his right hand. In his right hand, there was a black jade unicorn with flames on its feet, looking up to the sky and roaring!
"you you you"
Fu Xiu took a few steps back and looked at the ink jade unicorn in Chen Zhixing's hand made of spiritual thoughts, with a look of disbelief on his face.
Don't wait for him to speak.
I saw the black jade unicorn in Chen Zhixing's hand suddenly shattered, and in an instant it turned into a nine-day divine phoenix holding flames all over its body. Every feather, every claw, and even the noble and stern eyes were all lifelike.
To the extreme!
The Nine Heavens Divine Phoenix changed again and turned into a nine-clawed green dragon that breathed dragon breath.
Bi Fan!
Camel cow!
Golden-winged roc!
Xuanwu bears the monument!
But in the blink of an eye, Chen Zhixing was like a magician, the scene in his hand changed again and again, turning into one after another legendary wild beasts.
"That's enough!"
The golden light in Elder Fuxiu's eyes soared, and he looked at Chen Zhixing with a look of shock and horror on his face.
At this moment, his whole body was shaking uncontrollably.
evildoer!
What kind of monster is this?!
He looked at Chen Zhixing. He who originally wanted to kill Chen Zhixing could not help but feel a sense of pity for his talent at this moment.
Such a genius, such understanding.
From ancient times to the present, I am afraid there are not many!
Compared with such a heaven-defying understanding, all the innate psychic bodies and limit-breaking divine thoughts look dim!
If such a genius does not die young, he will definitely stand on top of the world in the future!
And if you can become this person's master, I'm afraid you can also ascend to heaven and leave your name forever!
"Elder Fuxiu, do you think I am right to do this?"
Chen Zhixing opened his mouth and said.
After hearing this, Elder Fu Xiu slowly came back to his senses. Still unable to hide the shock on his face, he nodded and said, "Yes, that's right! You have mastered the first level of this."
After speaking, Elder Fuxiu took a deep breath and suppressed the uproar in his mind.
If he went back ten years ago, he had not absorbed other people's spiritual thoughts, and even a few days ago, he had not killed Elder Fushen.
Perhaps, he really couldn't help but regard this person as a true disciple and teach him to become a talent at all costs.
It's a pity that everything is too late.
There is no turning back when the bow is drawn.
From the moment he took up the idea of sucking other people's blood and essence, there was no turning back.
next moment.
A huge greed and impatience arose in his heart.
This guy must be killed as soon as possible!
Otherwise, once Mo Yuemei is allowed to see this boy's true talent.
Not to mention the position of true disciple, even if Mo Yuemei gave up the position at the top of the peak to this person, she would be happy to do so!
Thinking of this, Fu Xiu said without hesitation:
"Xiao Ping, since you have completed the first level, let's start practicing the second level."
"I have a place of pure cultivation outside the holy land. There are natural concentration needles there, which can make you enter a state of concentration and practice better."
"How about I take you to that pure cultivation place to practice?"
Chen Zhixing looked at Fu Xiu with a kind and kind smile on his face, scratched his head and said with a naive smile: "Okay, I will listen to the elders."
When Fu Xiu heard this, his hands twitched in excitement and he couldn't help but laugh:
"Okay, okay, then we'll set off immediately."
After a while.
Fuxiu took Chen Zhixing away from Tianlan Holy Land and walked towards a wilderness.
"Elder, how long will it take to arrive?" Chen Zhixing followed Fu Xiu and asked calmly.
"Don't rush, don't rush, we'll be there soon."
Fuxiu's eyes were fiery and he replied lightly.
After a while.
A wooden house in the forest appeared in front of the two of them.
"Go in." Fu Xiu smiled.
"good."
Chen Zhixing didn't doubt that he was there, he laughed innocently and walked into the wooden house.
The wooden house is not big, and there is nothing else inside except a futon.
"Quick! Sit on this futon!" Fu Xiu's voice became trembling, with a hint of uncontrollable urgency.
"Elder, you seem to be in a hurry?" Chen Zhixing suddenly said with a faint smile.
"Urgent? Ahem, maybe I'm a little too impatient. Mainly because your talent is too strong, Ping'er. I want to see what your second level of practice will be like." Fu Xiu forced a smile on his face.
"Really?"
Chen Zhixing blinked and said: "Elder, there is no one here, you won't harm me, right?"
As soon as this was said.
Fu Xiu's pupils suddenly contracted into needle-like shapes.
This silly boy won't find out, right?
Just when Fu Xiu's eyes flashed with sternness, he was about to kill him.
"Just kidding. Elder Fuxiu is kind-hearted and upright, how could he harm me, right?"
Chen Zhixing smiled and sat cross-legged on the futon.
Fu Xiu was stunned when he heard this, and then a smile quickly appeared on his face.
"Ah, yes, yes, how could I harm you?"
Fuxiu cupped his fists and coughed dryly, then said:
"Come on, Xiao Ping, listen to me now and don't resist."
"Close your eyes and let your mind go."
"Bao Yuan returns to unity, calm down and calm down."
As Fu Xiu spoke, Chen Zhixing slowly closed his eyes and let his thoughts go, just as he said.
"Right, that is it!"
Fu Xiu kept swallowing his saliva, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and touched the top of Chen Zhixing's head.
at the same time.
Chen Zhixing's cultivation also quietly reached its peak.
A trace of the bull demon's power began to boil within his body.
In the void, crystal white petals began to float down.
"It's now!"
A sharp look flashed in Fu Xiu's eyes, and his big hand suddenly accelerated and slapped Chen Zhixing's head hard.
Chen Zhixing also opened his eyes, with a fierce look flashing in his eyes.