Dedicate One’s Mind

On the way back, Wu Yi was still recalling the battle between Hua Jianling and Ming Weiyan. It would be understandable if Wu Yi did not see the class struggle behind it when the two were fighting. But now that a person calms down and no longer realizes this secret, it is wrong.

However, even if he is aware of the class struggle contained in it, with Wu Yi's current status and having no access to Xuan Xingsi's operations behind the scenes, he can only lament that the interior of Yiqimen is not as harmonious as it seems from the outside. Act more carefully.

When he went back, Zhi Tianxuan no longer deliberately slowed down. The dragon roared incessantly, shaking its head and tail, dragging the cloud cart and leaving afterimages in the air. The air even made a roaring sound. Within two hours, he returned to Shijiazhuang. Pavilion.

"Don't forget to copy historical records." Before leaving, Zhi Tianxuan still reminded him.

Wu Yi sighed secretly in his heart, but did not forget to say: "Disciple understands."

Zhi Tianxuan disappeared from Wu Yi's eyes, but Wu Yi didn't dare to speculate on whether he was still paying attention to him in private, but he would rather believe that he was there than not, and there was nothing wrong with being cautious.

Wu Yi entered the stacks of bookshelves. There were tens of thousands of books on these bookshelves that were taller than three of him, and they all needed to be copied in Xuanwen. Even though Wu Yi had already started this process, he still thought in his mind. The matter is still heavy.

The familiar path led him to the place where he had copied before. Here were the memorabilia recorded by Han Xuzi, the first generation head of the sect, when he was in charge of the sect.

Wu Yi had only finished copying the first book so far. After taking down the second book, he couldn't help but sigh: "It would be great if someone could help me."

Bai Ze, who was hiding somewhere, suddenly jumped out, landed on Wu Yi's shoulder, and sneered disdainfully. Behind the sneer was the hope that Wu Yi would give up this unrealistic idea as soon as possible. If Wu Yi really seeks help from others, Zhi Tianxuan would definitely not hand over the inheritance to Wu Yi, but it would be more gain than loss.

Wu Yi glanced at Bai Ze and didn't refute anything. This guy appeared and disappeared at the same time due to his advanced cultivation. Wu Yi didn't even know if it was there or not, and the thoughts in his heart could only be hidden in the deepest part.

But Wu Yi simply couldn't keep his mind calm all the time. The ups and downs of emotions were normal. Wu Yi didn't know how much of Bai Ze's thoughts were probed into his heart, but it must be more than he imagined.

In fact, besides meeting old friends, Bai Ze spends most of his time with Wu Yi. After all, Wu Yi, who hides the secret of burning the emperor, is his greatest treasure.

Although Wu Yi didn't know what Bai Ze was thinking, but like Black Beetle, his interests overlapped and conflicted. Wu Yi needed to control this scale by himself and try his best to protect his own interests.

Ignoring Bai Ze's sneer, Wu Yi must have lost after the bickering. After all, his knowledge was there. Wu Yi was still thinking about how to copy historical records quickly.

To speed up the copying of historical books, Zhi Tianxuan has actually given a solution, which is to practice arithmetic. After Wu Yi practiced Taiyi Divine Number, his ability to deduce writing has indeed improved greatly, but it is far from what Wu Yi had in mind. There is still a big difference in speed.

I can't find anyone else to copy it, I can only rely on myself, but I only have one person. Wu Yi closed his eyes and frowned, thinking about a solution, hoping that the hard work of sharpening the knife could reduce some of the work of chopping wood.

"Wait." Wu Yi suddenly opened his eyes, thought of a way, and stood upright suddenly, shaking Bai Ze on his shoulder.

Bai Ze, who was pretending to be asleep, was very dissatisfied when he was woken up. He used his mind-reading skills and sensed the method Wu Yi came up with. He couldn't help but mocked: "It is indeed feasible for you to separate several groups of spiritual consciousness and copy several historical books at the same time, but spiritual consciousness The consumption is still the same, you need to spend more time to restore your spiritual consciousness.”

There are generally two ways to improve efficiency, one is to improve quality, and the other is to increase quantity. The method given by Zhi Tianxuan should be regarded as improving quality, and the method Wu Yi is thinking of now is to increase quantity.

However, the number was not so easy to increase. What Wu Yi thought was that since he couldn't ask anyone else to help him, why not just concentrate on copying many books.

But as Bai Ze said, multitasking consumes spiritual consciousness gradually, and it may not be much faster than copying books one by one.

But now that I have thought of this method, I have to give it a try, so as not to be scared away by Bai Ze's words. Besides, Wu Yi, who practices shadow escape, is also experienced in this aspect.

Having decided, Wu Yi no longer waited. His spiritual consciousness sank into the world of stone tablets and brought out several bodies that looked like him.

This was what he got when he climbed the ladder to heaven. It was the body of his true self that remained after annihilating his true self and his intelligence. It just served as the body of his shadow clone.

Since the strength of the true self is not inferior to him, after the shadow clone enters these bodies, the strength can be instantly upgraded to the realm of foundation building, which is much stronger than other shadow clones without the true self body.

Wu Yi has a total of one hundred and eight such true self bodies, which are as many as Zhou Tian. I wonder if the number of heavens is so, which is very magical.

After taking down four books in a row, Wu Yi planned to try copying five books at once to see what the effect was before making a decision.

After splitting into four shadows and going out, Wu Yi immediately began to write rapidly. The endless lines of mysterious text came into view, explaining one after another major events that happened ten thousand years ago.

One after another, amazing talents appeared, either achieving high status, or turning into a handful of loess. They were glorious, desolate, and famous. They defeated everyone in the world, but they were also brutally killed and died in a foreign land.

Historical books, with the most objective, calm and direct words, connect one great man after another. There are winners, but more often than not there are losers hidden under the winners, becoming the ladder of bones for the winners.

Mysterious texts are like a tide, and visions are changing, all pouring into Wu Yi's sea of ​​consciousness, forcing Wu Yi to process and analyze them as quickly as possible, and write them into words on the tip of his pen.

In the final analysis, shadow clones are still the differentiation of spiritual consciousness. With Wu Yi's current level of shadow escape, he is not qualified to evolve a shadow clone with independent consciousness and the ability to analyze and handle things independently.

What the shadow clone sees will be gathered into Wu Yi's sea of ​​consciousness, and then instructions will be sent from Wu Yi's sea of ​​consciousness, and the shadow clone will write down the mysterious text.

Although it looks simple, the most difficult thing is that there must be no mistakes in the five lines, otherwise the work will fall short. Once the mysterious text is disordered, the previous text will be invalid.

The sound of turning books, copying books, the sound of spiritual energy flowing, and the sounds expressed in the images evolved from Xuanwen. All kinds of sounds are mixed together, and they are numerous and complex.

Although Wu Yi, who was full of energy, felt a little pressure, he still persevered. It took him three hours to copy five books, which was ten times faster than the three days he spent copying the first book. several times.

The biggest reason is the Taiyi Divine Number. The method of arithmetic has a unique advantage over the deduction of Xuanwen. At present, the biggest influence on Wu Yi's copying speed is Xuanwen. If he were to copy in ordinary script, Wu Yi would not need more than three hours. He said he had copied thirty or three hundred books. How could it be as difficult as it is now?

After taking a short rest to calm down the fluctuating spiritual consciousness, Wu Yi did not rush to increase the number of shadow clones. Five was roughly his current limit. If there were more, there would be a high probability of copying errors, which would affect the entire copying speed.

Wu Yi took down the five historical books and continued the previous operation. Bai Ze watched silently, his eyes staying on the real body and the shadow clone for a long time.

He naturally knew the origin of the Shadow Escape technique. They were both Taoist tools. Bai Ze often talked with the spirits of the Jing Pavilion, but he had never seen his true body.

For others, it is good to be able to kill the true self. Who would deliberately keep it? If Wu Yi hadn't greatly increased his strength after enlightenment, he would not have been able to destroy the consciousness and retain the body.

Two variables coexisted at the same time, coupled with Wu Yi's majestic spiritual consciousness refined by contemplating the stone tablets, three variables coexisted in a mixed manner. Even the well-informed Bai Ze did not dare to say that he knew which direction things would develop next. , Wu Yi is a mysterious existence to him.

But the more this happens, the more Bai Ze clings to Wu Yi, trying to squeeze out every last bit of Wu Yi's secrets.

After copying fifteen books in a row, Wu Yi had consumed most of his spiritual consciousness and could no longer copy. The key to writing Xuanwen was to finish it in one go. If there was a slight pause in the middle, all the previous work would be wasted. Wu Yi did not want to take the risk and stopped. At this time, It took nearly a day.

For Wu Yi, the easiest way to restore spiritual consciousness is to visualize the stele. On the one hand, it increases the area of ​​the stele world and moves one step closer to evolving into a small world. On the other hand, the growing stele world can produce more yin. Qi to make up for the spiritual consciousness he consumed.

One night passed, and the spiritual consciousness was restored. The world of stone tablets grew a little, but almost not at all. Wu Yi's spiritual consciousness also increased a little, but almost not at all.

However, this is how cultivation is. Only quantitative accumulation can ultimately achieve a qualitative leap. Most monks who dream of reaching the sky in one step will be blocked by their inner demons and become obsessed.

Such dull days passed day by day, and in the blink of an eye, three months passed. Wu Yi continued his own cycle in the process of exhausting his spiritual consciousness to copy historical books, regaining his spiritual consciousness, and continuing to copy, without worrying about it.

In addition to the growth of the world of stone tablets and the increase of spiritual consciousness, Wu Yi did not notice that his heart was becoming clearer and clearer, and the remaining fire poison in his body was gradually being eliminated, almost to nothing. It seemed that this step was achieved naturally, and his wisdom Tianxuan's initial goal was achieved.

Another day, after Wu Yi finished copying the book, a transmission note on his sleeve made a disturbing sound. Wu Yi couldn't help showing doubts. He had hardly interacted with others after entering the inner door. At this time, it would be Who is looking for him?

He took it out and saw that it was a message from Li Gu, "The Biluo Realm will be opened in one month."

Wu Yi shook his head and thought about it. The Biluo Realm was the place where the last true inheritance was fought. It was a small realm attached to the Cangbang Realm. The two realms were connected from time to time, that is, they were opened from time to time. It was Zheng Guangming who said that he saw the so-called Purple Realm. The place where the Qingling Aperture Stone is located, and according to Li Gu, the Purple Qingling Aperture Stone can improve the quality of the elixir.

Wu Yi gently stroked his green beard, and without thinking for a long time, he bowed to him and said, "Pavilion Master, my disciple will be going to Biluo Realm in one month. I sincerely ask for permission from Pavilion Master."