Dedicate One’s Mind

"No, I need to ask for clarification." Isn't the reason why Wu Yi didn't use the force method because of Zhi Tianxuan's words that if you reach a high level, you will be afraid that your body will merge with the world and it will be difficult to transcend?

If you have a grudge in your heart, you will inevitably be unable to do what you want and lose your footing.

When his mind came to the bead, Black Beetle saw Wu Yi entering again shortly after he left, and joked: "Did you come back specially to thank me? I agreed first, you're welcome."

Wu Yi looked serious and asked: "Can the technique you gave me really become like an artifact of heaven and earth's destiny after practicing it in the end?"

Black Beetle also dissipated his laughter and said: "No." Wu Yi's face suddenly changed. Is this playing tricks on him? I clearly said it could be done before.

Black Beetle continued: "If you practice the scriptures to the end, your body will be the universe, your hair will be the vegetation, your skin will be the soil, your blood will be the rivers, and your muscles will be the mountains. What will the magical artifacts of heaven and earth's fortune be like? You will be able to create them at will. One piece comes out." The voice was so exciting that it was as strong as an iron horse, swallowing thousands of miles. It was so majestic that Wu Yi admired it from the bottom of his heart.

"Isn't this a myth?" The story of the founder of the world, Pangu, is something that even a kid in the market can tell. But does such a state really exist?

Black Beetle did not explain too much and snorted lightly. Was it disdain or did he not know whether it was a myth? It was just to persuade Wu Yi. Only Black Beetle knew about it.

"Is it difficult to transcend this method before reaching a high level?" Wu Yi asked the original topic.

"What is detachment?" Black Beetle's eyes were as bright as fire, and he looked intently into Wu Yi's pupils.

Is this a question of your conscience? Wu Yi thought to himself and solemnly replied: "As long as the sun and the moon, I will not be disturbed by three disasters and five calamities. I will live a long life and be free and at ease."

"Tribulation is not determined by heaven, it is caused by man. As long as you exist in the world, you will suffer calamity for one day. It has nothing to do with the cultivation method." Black Beetle said in a disdainful tone.

Wu Yi retorted: "If this method makes me unable to leave this world for the rest of my life, everything I see every day will be ordinary. I will not be able to enjoy the pleasure of swimming. I will have eternal life, but I will not be free. It is like being trapped in a cage."

Sure enough, he still questioned the technique, and a glimmer of light flashed in the eyes of the black beetle, saying: "If you regard this world as heaven and earth, you will be an insect in this world; if you regard the upper world as heaven and earth, you will be a fish swimming in the upper world. "If you regard the heavens as heaven and earth, you will be like a giant Kun in the North Sea."

Wu Yi seemed to have been given a slap in the face. He thought for a moment and seemed to be stunned. Black Beetle finally said: "If you regard the world as the world, that's it. I guess you don't have such ambitions." After that, he shook his head. He nodded his head, sighed, and walked away.

Wu Yi didn't respond for a long time, his eyes were dull, and his mind wandered to nowhere. It turned out that what he had been worried about was nothing more than this?

The frog at the bottom of the well sees the well, regards the well as the world, and worries that he will be unable to live without the well when he grows up. Isn't this his current worry? How ridiculous, how sad, and extremely deplorable.

Wu Yi has been reflecting on himself for a long time. For a long time, the content of reflection has become more and more, and the things he has reflected on have become more and more profound.

Human beings are no more than a mayfly to heaven and earth. Mayflies have been for hundreds of generations, but heaven and earth are one.

Mayflies live and die day and night, and there is no way to know the outcome, but if the mayfly masters the way to survive for a long time, it becomes an existence like heaven and earth...

After an unknown amount of time, Wu Yi slowly stood up, came to Black Beetle, bowed respectfully, and said, "Thank you for your advice."

Black Beetle responded faintly while half asleep, not sure if he heard it.

Wu Yi didn't care, turned around and left, but suddenly the voice of the black beetle came from behind, "Heaven and earth support me, Kunpeng borrows the wind of June; I focus on heaven and earth, so that I can survive a hundred calamities."

Wu Yi paused for a moment, not knowing whether he heard it or not, and left Zhuzi silently.

"I don't know if I told you too early; I don't know if I should let him take this path." Black Beetle muttered to himself, feeling tangled in his heart, but he could only take one step at a time.

After leaving the beads, Wu Yi did not stay in the world of stone tablets for long. If nothing unexpected happened, the master Yuanying who mastered the divine weapon of heaven and earth's destiny would not let him go. The Mingyue Realm was not peaceful and he needed to avoid the limelight temporarily. Just in time to see how the Aquarium Pill Conference is being arranged.

Yiqimen is located in the outer sea, on the six islands. When I went out a few months later, I saw that it was already much more lively than when I first arrived. The monks were swimming around in twos and threes, chatting, and connecting with each other.

It's just that Wu Yi lives a seclusion in the family and doesn't have much time to socialize with. He doesn't know many people. He only has Shan Hui by his side, and he is just regarded as a maid. Although he is leisurely, he can't help but seem a bit deserted.

Not far from the island, boats stretch out and are connected in series. They are imprisoned by laws and are extremely strong. They are like a city. There are more monks here, and there are all kinds of items. From time to time, there are Yibao meetings for the monks to take from each other. required.

Wandering among the crowd, Wu Yi listened to the news that came to his ears from time to time, such as who was fighting so and so, how it was, what to watch, and then estimated what ranking he could get in the Pindan Conference. .

Wu Yi spent a few crystals and bought a copy of Waihai Shijixiao from Yi Sanxiu. It was similar to a news-like existence. It looked like a bamboo slip and was updated regularly.

From the daily schedule of the Dragon King to the scandal of the Dragon Girl, there was room for people to chat after tea and meals, and after several battles, Wu Yi was exhausted mentally and physically, so he could just relax for a while.

Wu Yi will not read the short comments that follow. Some monks may not even have the level of foundation building. They are blind and can see the leopard. Their comments are all based on conjecture. Reading too much will only make people sick.

With a quick glance, I know who has done what and why, and I have a general understanding in my mind.

Xu Shi went to Yuanyang Palace before. After Wu Yi scanned the name of Yuanyang Palace, he stopped for a moment and saw that it turned out to be a news that the disciples of Yuanyang Palace were inviting fights and came to Liudao.

War-loving people, seeking breakthroughs, invite fights everywhere. It is not strange to come to the Six Islands, but after arriving here, it is worth pondering and never leaving. It is said that it is difficult to leave because of injuries, but Wu Yi doesn't think so. Like being in contact here.

After he fiddled with the muddy water and took advantage of the situation to escape, the water did not clear up. The situation in Yuanyang Palace, which was sandwiched between the Shui Tribe and the Yiqi Sect, was still unstable.

If Wu Yi's prediction is correct, Ming Weiyan's purpose should be to take the opportunity to promote the return of Yuanyang Palace to a clan. Once successful, it will be a grand event. It will not only gain many disciples, but also damage the prestige of the Shui clan. It can be seen that the Taoist clan Yixin must be included in the history books and be included in a special book.

However, the Shui Tribe would not let go of Yuanyang Palace so easily. What would happen in the end? Wu Yi smiled, said nothing, and crushed the bamboo slips in his hand. It had nothing to do with him.

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