In Taoist practice, what you cultivate is the golden elixir, which is the way of heaven and earth.
The most orthodox magic practice is to cultivate the self, the original mind, and the body, and use the remaining insignificance to seize the countless creations in the world for one's own use.
And what you are cultivating is the self, so the first thing to become stronger is of course the most basic human body.
I recall that it was tens of thousands of years ago, when the mighty emperor of heaven and earth and the mighty demon died together. Thousands of years later, the body and soul of that emperor had long been wiped out and returned to heaven and earth, leaving only the Sunlight Immortal Sword to be passed down.
in the world.
Even if the body of the powerful demon master back then was completely destroyed by the suppression of the Sun Sword, he could still leave behind a set of demon bones that have withstood thousands of years of wind, frost, snow and rain! From this point alone, we can also see that the demonic master is
Some overbearing aspects of spiritual practice.
The black lotus rotates slowly, devouring the spiritual energy of heaven and earth at an extremely slow and almost inaudible speed, taking all the spiritual energy as its own, and then the spring breeze turns into rain, and the auspicious things silently strengthen Shen Lang's body.
"I'm really unwilling! My magic skills actually want to help the successor of the Sun Sword." Above the black lotus, the strong man in black robe raised his eyebrows coldly, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
However, when he saw Shen Lang's dream from Shen Lang's spiritual world, his expression suddenly became astonished.
"Um... a big red sedan chair, a big red hijab, one, two, three, four... four beautiful girls! One of them is a pair of twin sisters? And then a big, big bed?" The black-robed demon lord was dumbfounded.
Before going to see Shen Lang's dream, he felt that Shen Lang, as the master of the Yaori Sword and a destined emperor, would definitely dream about something like a golden horse and an iron horse, making great achievements, defeating the Demon Sect, helping the world, and proving the right way.
..
But how could he have imagined that in Shen Lang's dream, there were only singing and dancing birds, and beautiful women like jade. There were no gold and iron horses, no swords and blood, and no righteous and evil ways, but only sitting around a fire in a certain night.
The girls together, the barbecue on the grill, and the small peeled lychees on the dinner plate...
"What the hell! These are this kid's ultimate dreams? Is he really the master of the Sunshine Sword, the emperor of the future world?" Seeing this scene that is almost ordinary and ordinary, the devil is so calm.
, I couldn’t help but uttered foul language, and I sighed repeatedly, thinking, after all, this bastard has inherited his proud demon body, can he still be successful?
Later, when he thought of a certain issue again, the sighs and frustration on his face turned into ecstasy.
"Okay! Emperor of the Sun, Emperor of the Sun, I'm afraid you never dreamed that the next owner of the Sun Sword would be like this, right?" The Demon Lord thought about his old enemy and laughed:
"You spend all day thinking about eradicating evil and upholding the right path, but this kid only wants to enjoy pleasure, regardless of good or evil. You think about sacrificing yourself for others and for righteousness. But this kid only cares about himself, and just wants to make his life better.
You shoulder a mission, in order to complete the so-called
He missed his beauty due to his mission, and also missed his own life. Before he died, he was still sighing about what is the hardest thing to accept the kindness of a beauty. The pink skull brings troubles. But this kid would rather let down the world than let down the people around him. He left the beauty and old friend around him
It’s more important than your own life..."
"Okay! That's great! Although this kid's ideas are a bit futile, but no matter what, he still has a devil-like heart that is as comfortable as mine! And since he has a devil-like heart..."
The old devil in black robe, who originally planned to just fall asleep and ignore Shen Lang again, suddenly had an extremely bold idea in his heart. And once that idea appeared, he couldn't control himself...
Good and evil are not mutually exclusive? Can't they be practiced at the same time? What if they are practiced at the same time?
...
The next day, perhaps because the heavy rain last night had not stopped, it started to rain again just after dawn.
The thin raindrops fell silently. Shen Lang and the other three did not hold an umbrella, letting the pleasant raindrops fall on each other's shoulders, and then walked side by side towards the martial arts arena of Qingyun Huiwu in a happy mood.
At the Shenjian Peak seat in the martial arts arena, Liao Guanyun also did not hold an umbrella. His clothes and hair were soaked without knowing when. The gray clothes that clung to his body and kept dripping looked a little embarrassed. His long black hair had been washed by the rain.
It looks darker and brighter, and more cold and severe.
The rain in the early morning was very light, and it was far from being able to completely wet people's clothes. At least in a short period of time, it certainly couldn't wet people's clothes. But the heavy rain last night was very heavy, enough to wet people in an instant.
He became a drowned rat. But Liao Guanyun was so wet and so wet...
He has been standing here since last night...
Because there was a fire in his heart, and the anger burned his liver and gallbladder to the point of being unable to sleep at night, so he wanted to get wet in the rain.
Because he knew that no matter how heavy or fierce the rain was, it could not extinguish the anger in his heart, so he was nailed here like a sword that couldn't wait to be unsheathed! Just waiting for someone to appear, and then
Desperately wanting to vent all the anger in my heart!
Dong dong dong...
The dull bell finally rang, and Deacon Qin appeared on the ring holding a big black umbrella. Just like the previous three days, Gujing Wubo announced: "I declare..."
boom...
Liao Guanyun didn't even wait for Deacon Qin to announce. He jumped directly onto the martial arts stage like an arrow from a string and said in a cold voice: "Today is the final, you don't need to announce it!"
"Are you going to..." Deacon Qin's voice was slightly astringent, as he thought of some possibility.
"After yesterday, there were only ten people who advanced to the finals. And I..." Liao Guanyun sneered, suddenly looking at the few remaining contestants on the seats and saying: "I want to win consecutively today! I don't want to waste time.
, if anyone is dissatisfied, you can come to fight directly!"
"This...is he going to accept a wheel battle? Continuously accept challenges? Is he crazy?" The disciples watching the battle were stunned.
"Crazy? He is not crazy. He is a golden elixir realm monk. Who dares to challenge? Yesterday, senior sister Qian Ye directly admitted defeat to Shen Lang. According to the rules of the competition, those who admit defeat are equivalent to abstaining, so Liao Guanyun is the only one left among the contestants.
Who in the Golden Core Realm has the courage and qualifications to challenge him?"
"But even if he is the only Golden Core Realm monk, he can definitely win in the end. This approach is too arrogant!" A contestant at the ninth level of the True Spirit said angrily: "If you want to win consecutively,
, in his eyes, is it possible that contestants like us who have never stepped into the Golden Elixir Realm are all rubbish."
"Perhaps, in his eyes, we are really not worth mentioning." Zhang Xiaosheng, known as Qingyun Baixiaosheng, said sarcastically: "Of course, the most important thing is that he doesn't want to waste time with us little shrimps.
I don’t want to see us little shrimps fighting. Instead, I want to... deal with Shen Lang directly."
"You know what?"
"Have you forgotten that Liao Guanyun and Shen Lang had a fight with each other yesterday? And I heard that he has been standing here since last night, waiting for the final battle to come."