When Yu Huifei returned to the ninth floor, Po Meng was no longer there, but Cui Jue was still sitting there reading.
Seeing no one around, Yu Huifei immediately came over and asked, "Old Cui, what's the point of this Meng Po soup?"
Cui Jue said: "It's nothing. After drinking it, I forgot everything."
Yu Huifei narrowed his eyes...
Before he could ask questions, Cui Jue continued: "When others drink the Meng Po soup in the underworld, they forget everything. Let's put it this way, you were a human being at the moment, but after drinking it, you are worse than a monkey.
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Yu Huifei had a sudden thought and was a little afraid to drink.
Cui Jue said: "But you are different. To be precise, the Mengpo soup in your hand is not the same version as the Mengpo soup those ghosts drink.
The Meng Po soup in your hand is considered a fine brew! After drinking it, you will forget everything in a short period of time and fall into a state of emptiness.
This state is close to that of a baby in the mother's womb.
Do you know what is most taboo in spiritual practice?"
Yu Huifei said subconsciously: "I have distracting thoughts!"
Cui Jue nodded: "Yes, and this Mengpo soup can make you completely free of any distracting thoughts, just like a baby in your mother's womb. To put it bluntly, it allows your soul to step into the innate realm first. When the spiritual realm is reached,
It’s much easier in the physical body. Do you understand?”
Yu Huifei understood.
Cui Jue sighed: "This earthly world is no better than the fairyland in heaven, where there is abundant spiritual energy. People have practiced in that environment since childhood, and their minds are much simpler. But in the mortal world, turbidity is billowing, all kinds of desires are flowing, and people's hearts are distracted.
Too many. To be honest, even if there is no seal from heaven, it is difficult to find a saint in the current human environment. Those who do are mostly demons.
Now, after sealing off the aura of heaven and earth and being isolated from the world, distracting thoughts are even heavier.
Ordinary people here, even if you really give them the Nine Sheaths of Cicada and an environment like the Ninth Floor, they can only cultivate to the eighth level at most. In the ninth level, you can break through the barriers of the human body, break through the confinement of heaven and earth, and return to nature.
, stepping into the innate realm, unless there is a great opportunity, there is no chance."
Hearing this, Yu Huifei couldn't help but sigh: "Are mortals destined to be mortals for the rest of their lives?"
Cui Jue said with a smile: "Of course not. If they accumulate good deeds and have enough virtue, our underworld will send them to the immortal world. If their virtue is high enough, it is not impossible to become a god or an immortal directly. This mortal world is an obstacle, but it is also an opportunity.
To be honest, even those monks in the earthly and immortal world would be jealous to death if I take a chance on the road of becoming an immortal in a hundred years."
After hearing this, Yu Huifei felt much more balanced, otherwise he would really feel that God was unfair.
After calming down, Yu Huifei confirmed again and again that after drinking the Meng Po Soup in his hand, he only lost his memory for three days, not permanently, and then carried Meng Po Soup up to the third floor.
After drinking Meng Po soup, Yu Huifei quickly crossed his legs and meditated.
The power in the body is moving, and the effects of the medicine are beginning to take effect.
However, Yu Huifei, who had entered the innate state, had no intention of interrupting his practice. Instead, he watched the power swimming in his body with great concentration. In the dark, he seemed to have opened a pair of pure eyes without a trace of impurities in his body.
His eyes looked at the power. It was like a child seeing an interesting toy. Before he lost interest, his attention was extremely concentrated without any distracting thoughts.
Just like this, originally, the speed at which he was running his skills would take an hour a week, but after he became distracted, the speed of the skills in his body began to speed up, and it became faster and faster. It felt like someone was driving, and then suddenly
I pressed the accelerator to the bottom, feeling the force pushing my back, and drove away wildly.
At the same time, Yu Huifei's body also began to turn red, and gradually a trace of steam began to evaporate through the blood capillaries.
Originally, Yu Huifei's skin was crystal clear, but at this moment, it began to slowly dry up, and even wrinkles appeared...
In one day, Yu Huifei's body seemed to have aged more than ten years. His face was full of wrinkles and vicissitudes of life. As long as his eyes were still looking at his body pure and flawless, he continued to accelerate his skills as if playing a racing game.
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In the middle of the night, Cui Jue came and looked at the changes in Yu Huifei's body and nodded slightly.
Beside him, Bai Wuchang's Yugong said worriedly: "Isn't this kid going to make himself useless?"
Cui Jue smiled and said: "You always become gods through meritorious deeds. You have never walked the path of cultivation, so you don't understand. As the saying goes, the yin pole produces yang, and the yang pole produces yin. This is the truth. The nine sheaths of the cicada in the eighth flush have already destroyed his physical body.
Pushed to the extreme of human acquired nature. But if you want to break through the shackles and reach the ninth level, the innate realm, you must destroy everything in the past, refine all the acquired flesh, flesh, and essence, discard what can be discarded, and keep the most essence.
Part of it is the innate energy brought out from the mother's womb.
In fact, most people have lost their temper long ago.
But after cultivating the Nine Cicada Scabbards, you can let your physical body slowly condense that breath back in the process of constant transformation.
This last hurdle, if ordinary people practice it, they will not be able to pass it in their lifetime.
But Xiaoyu has us by his side, so he doesn’t have to worry."
Yu Gong took out a bottle of elixir: "I still have some elixirs here, can I use them?"
Cui Jue said: "Wait a little longer. When he officially starts to cultivate immortality, let's lay the foundation for him. Now, let him break through on his own. This is the most critical level and the most difficult level. It is a human being.
Dragon, just look at this leap. If he steps over it, he will have a solid foundation and the future road will be smooth. If he doesn't pass... then he can only hope that the Taoist Master of the Immortality Path is a bastard who goes around killing people. Give him a chance to kill the devil.
An opportunity for meritorious deity."
Yu Gong nodded and put away the elixir.
After waiting for a long time, Yu Huifei's body became more and more shriveled up, and finally only a layer of skin covering the bones was left.
Those who knew it was a human being, but those who didn't knew it thought he had turned into a mummy.
The next day, Yu Huifei's body shriveled up and turned gray-white, like a real corpse...
On the third day, all of Yu Huifei's hair fell off and he looked like a skeleton.
Seeing this, the black and white impermanence, the bull-headed horse-faced, and the roaring dog couldn't sit still, and began to circle around, muttering: "Little fish, come on, don't embarrass us..."
"Xiaoyu, work harder, it's the last day, you must make a breakthrough!"
"Xiaoyu, we can still be considered half of your masters, so you have to be worthy of us." Hei Wuchang was also muttering.
Yu Gong took out the medicine bottle and stuffed it back again, going back and forth dozens of times.
Wu Daozi was playing chess with Cui Jue, but he was obviously absent-minded.
Logically speaking, the relationship between Wu Daozi and Yu Huifei is not that deep, but Liu Xin is his most proud disciple now. At least the most proud disciple in the world...