There is no Yin-Yang Street in the original world, and Xue Wusuan is not ready to set it up now because it is not yet time. Therefore, Haotian can only trade with Xue Wusuan now, just like old man Jian Chen and the others before. There is no loss or loss.
Earning, it is good if everyone can get benefits, and Haotian himself feels relatively lucky.
After entering the Wu Dao system, many things are very different from when I was a monk. The methods and magical powers need to be changed, so what I learned before actually has no value as before.
Xue Wusuan also said before that he also learned things from reference. And the only valuable things to him were the knowledge Haotian accumulated over countless years. Some of them he also understood thoroughly,
There were also some that he had never thought of.
A creature is a story, a bloody and mysterious scene.
So what about the pathless Yama? So what if it can wander through the life journeys of countless creatures? It is not necessarily easy to obtain knowledge. This is the most mysterious and magical understanding in individual existence. If you want to realize it, you need talent, understanding, and experience.
, luck is indispensable.
Xue Wusuan was in a good mood, and he did not expect Haotian to be so cheerful. But now was not the time to meditate and practice, and the original world was not a suitable place for a breakthrough.
"Tell me how you feel about Longhu Academy." Xue Wusuan lit his cigarette and asked Haotian.
"Sven."
Haotian didn't hesitate and just said two words.
"Sven? Tell me more specifically."
"Whether it is the students here or the teachers who teach, there is not much blood in their hearts, and they have no clear understanding of the thorns on the road of spiritual practice. I even went to sit in on every teacher's class, and there was not even a decent practical lesson.
There are no courses or courses related to actual combat. Even if I mention it in passing, it is ridiculously pale.
Mr. Yan, please forgive me for speaking frankly. No matter how high the cultivation level is, the monks trained in this kind of environment can hardly be called strong."
A strong person is just a man of the heart! If the heart is not strong, no matter how strong the strength is, it will still be weak; if the heart is as hard as stone, no matter how small the strength is, it will burst out with the power to destroy the world.
A monk is someone who cultivates me.
First cultivate the qi, then cultivate the body, and finally cultivate the spirit. And what is outside these three but controls the success or failure of these three is "cultivation of the mind." A monk who does not cultivate the mind is not a monk, let alone a monk.
Become a strong person.
The purpose of cultivating the Tao and cultivating the mind is to conform to the way of heaven and then change one's destiny against it. The purpose of cultivating the devil is to strengthen oneself, control one's own desires and not be deceived by desires.
This seems easy to do, but it is harder than Suitian. Even when Haotian was at his peak, he did not dare to say that his heart had reached the point of being invulnerable, and he was still far away from that point.
In the secular world, with its seven emotions and six desires, and the decisions of life and death, how can it be so easy to accept everything and remain untainted?
And this is also a skill that all the monks who are staggering between life and death have been honing since they first set foot on this road. However, in Haotian's eyes, these monks at Longhu Academy, whether they are teachers
No one, not even a student, has ever consciously cultivated the "heart".
This is not possible. With this level of "heart", you are not worthy and impossible to become a monk. You will not live long.
"Oh? The cultivation of the heart? Then how do you think they should be strengthened?" Xue Wusuan didn't know, but now he wanted to hear Haotian's thoughts.
"This plane is different now than it was when I was there. The monks are no longer the protagonists, and it is relatively peaceful. Killing and bloodshed are no longer the norm here. It is a bit difficult to temper their hearts through suffering. Maybe arrange a
Can a large phantom array be of some use?"
Although Haotian saw the problem, the solution was not ideal. After all, the illusion array was just an illusion array, and they were all false. As long as this thing had this awareness, it would greatly compromise the tempering.
But at present, this is the only appropriate solution that Haotian can think of. After all, he doesn't know if the Yan Jun in front of him has other arrangements or methods.
"Illusion? It's not bad. It's okay for students who are still young. But it's not suitable for adult monks. Let's go and have a look at your house. What's going on over there now?
It should be almost finished."
Home?
Haotian was stunned at first, and then stood up with Xue Wusuan, understanding that the "home" in Xue Wusuan's words refers to the place where he once gathered his supreme majesty and glory, and it was also the place that was completely destroyed by the way of heaven: heaven.
It took nearly a year to remove nearly 100,000 substitutes of the True Fairyland. The ruins of the Heavenly Realm have completely changed from before. It does not mean that they have been sorted out, but that they have been "cleaned". Everything that still has value has been
Everything was taken away. Now, this former heaven is truly impoverished.
"This place is very vast, even much wider than the earth where the academy is located. It is not good to waste it like this." Xue Wusuan looked around, and the dense avatars were suspended above his head. After a moment, they were all taken away by him.
Got up.
This scene made Haotian beside him a little stunned. One hundred thousand true fairyland? And the aura and soul fluctuations are exactly the same. No need to guess, it must be the method of this Lord of Hell. But he has never heard of this method.
Relying on these alone, Haotian dared to conclude that even the Great Immortal Luotian had no other choice but to escape when faced with hundreds of thousands of true immortals.
"Let's renovate this place, what do you think?" Xue Wusuan held a cigarette between his fingers, talking with a smile and waving it lightly.
"There must be mountains."
No matter what Haotian is still thinking or preparing to ask, he will be interrupted by the sudden changes around him.
The roaring sound suddenly exploded along with Xue Wusuan's voice, and mountains rose up one after another in a continuous line, even beyond the end of Haotian's field of vision.
"Well, the mountains can't all be the same, there should be some changes." Xue Wusuan said, and the thoughts in his mind were also spinning. At the same time, the mountains also changed, and some began to become strangely shaped, even black or red.
, accompanied by strong evil spirits emerging from the cracks in the rocks of these mountains. After a few breaths, these mountains seemed extremely oppressive.
There are mountains, and then there are trees, all kinds of strange-shaped trees, some of which have fruits.
Then there are rivers, swamps, and even deserts. Almost all natural environments appear here. It can be regarded as reshaping a new "world".
"Okay, now it's almost dangerous." As he said that, Xue Wusuan waved his hand, and densely packed figures of over a thousand people and beasts appeared not far in front of him.
Haotian looked around and muttered: "Isn't this a little too dangerous?"