In fact, the primordial gods are all transformed, and the distraction of the gods is the first step in cultivating the immortality of the primordial gods.

Under the realm of the four thousand transformations of the primordial gods, although the primordial gods can also rely on the characteristics of the primordial gods to gather and disperse, and the uncertain nature of the void and reality, they have quite strong survival ability. However, only by cultivating the Ten Thousand Transformation Realm, the divine thoughts can be one and ten thousand, ten thousand and one, and every divine thought that the Yuan Shen divides is equivalent to an extra life. Without a means specifically targeted, it is very difficult to kill.

This has to do with the true spirit.

When a person dies, the true spirit is dispersed and returned to heaven and earth. A monk who has not cultivated the Ten Thousand Transformation Divine Thoughts is a Yuan Shen, and after the death of the main body, it will also be quickly annihilated. Because this primordial spirit can't keep the true spirit. Only when the primordial spirit is tempered to the point that every divine thought can retain the true spirit, can it be regarded as entering the first level of the primordial immortality.

Therefore, the Ten Thousand Transformation Realm is extremely important to the monks.

And it is also the level of cultivation at this level that determines the upper limit of the monk's longevity in the Yuan Shen realm.

The deeper the cultivation of the Fourfold Ten Thousand Transformation Realm, the more stable and profound the Yuan Shen is, and the longer the longevity will be. The limit is in the number of one yuan.

That is to say, after this realm, the monk's longevity in the Yuan Shen Realm has a fixed number. Until he breaks through the Nine Levels of the Yuan Shen and achieves the Earth Immortal True Monarch, Shou Yuan will break through the limit and enter a new level.

Mortals are physically old, and they often die before they reach the limit of longevity. And many monks, every minute and every second, swallow the Yuan Qi and nourish the physical body, often after the Yuan Shen decays, the physical body is still very fresh. Even if the primordial spirit is dispersed and the true spirit returns to heaven and earth, the physical body can be immortal for countless years.

Quite the opposite of mortals.

Zhao Yu wanted to know his longevity in the Yuan Shen Realm, and he had to complete his cultivation in the Wanhua Realm. When he breaks through the fifth level of the Yuan Shen, he will be able to know his longevity limit in an instant.

...

The monk's greatest enemy is himself.

If you say that you are killed, you are unwilling. If you can't grasp the heart of the Dao and cut off your path, that's the real sorrow.

And among them, the most powerful is loneliness.

It doesn't matter if you love or dislike it. The most important thing is to strengthen the heart of the Tao and insist that your own path will never change. And the most threatening thing to the Dao heart is loneliness.

The monk has a long life, and he is lonely and long. The vast majority of a monk's life is spent in silent practice. Fighting, killing, and killing is only a very small part of life. That's why loneliness is great.

In particular, many monks have encountered a bottleneck in their cultivation and have not made an inch of progress for many years. If you don't get the magic of the Great Road, the more lonely your heart becomes, and your heart is like ashes.

For such a monk, the road is almost cut off.

Therefore, many monks, in addition to their practice, have their own little hobbies. When you are lonely, you don't practice. Or play with flowers and plants, or paint and write books, or fish and carve, or even go out to kill and kill, find an opponent to scare, all these things, all kinds of strange.

Zhao Yu wanted to go out and play, but unfortunately he couldn't get out of being imprisoned here.

When you're alone, time gets slower and slower. When he was tired of practice, Zhao Yu exhausted his mind and found other ways to relieve his boredom.

At the end of the day, even monks need to communicate. What's more, Zhao Yu is far from reaching the kind of Dao heart realm that has been sitting for hundreds of millions of years and remains unchanged.

He first enclosed a piece of land outside the hut, hiked down the mountain, collected some flowers and plants in the forest, and brought them back to plant. Then out of nowhere, I got a swarm of spirit bees and ate honey. But after a long time, I felt bored again. So he fenced it and brought some livestock from the bottom of the hill and raised them in captivity as if they were ordinary pigs.

Or bring a small thing with you, similar to cats and dogs.

But after a long time, the old man died of old age, and gradually felt that it was no longer interesting.

Later, they went all over the mountains to find stones for ornamentation. Later, even to the point of a random stone, he could see some inexplicable scenery from it.

The stones were no longer interesting, so they got some wood, carved and carved, and soon blocked the outside of the hut.

He made a set of furniture by himself, and then developed to a major renovation of the thatched hut to build a palace. If you take a closer look, it is clearly the same as the Luoyang Palace in the late Han Dynasty when it was still in the universe.

After a while, I felt bored again.

This time, I didn't play with flowers and plants, but found some crops at the bottom of the mountain. A field is planted and then used to make wine.

When the palace pantry and wine jars were full, I didn't find it interesting. So he played carving again, and this time, he carved out many profound things in his memory.

The five daughters of Zhaoji, Cao Mengde, large and small statues, are simply lifelike. There are guards at the gate of the palace, all of them are carved guards, and even the ministers around the court are also carved out one by one, and they all kneel left and right in the hall.

But in the end, dead things are still dead things, and they are still lonely. After thinking about it, I thought about the puppet technique again.

Zhao Yu is not good at puppet skills, but he has never eaten pork and has seen pigs run. The realm is here, and it is not difficult to delve into it.

It's nothing more than a slight difference from the method of refining weapons.

So after a while, the statues in the palace came to life.

Zhao Yu didn't think about completely following the procedure of refining magic weapons, and the thousands of statues in the palace were all no more than the level of magic weapons. It's not difficult to refine. What really consumes time is the construction of magic spirits for these puppets.

Of course, such a magic spirit is far inferior to a real magic weapon magic spirit. But Zhao Yu doesn't need them to be comparable to magic weapons.

Refine a blank magic spirit, construct a memory according to your own memories, and imprint it into it.

So the Luoyang Palace of the Han Empire reappeared in the French universe.

But it didn't take long for Zhao Yu to feel bad again.

Because these puppets are all refined by him, and he is their master. It can't give Zhao Yu the feeling he needs at all.

After thinking about it, Zhao Yu simply erased his connection to the puppets, and then covered it up with false memories. Make the puppets feel like they're real people. Cao Mengde is Cao Mengde, and Han Tianzi is Han Tianzi.

Only the five daughters of Zhao Ji, Zhao Yu never did this.

The statue of the five women, quietly in the ashram where he sits, is always by his side.

...

When Zhao Yu was being hunted down, he wanted a quiet environment to practice. But after practicing here for a long time, I repeatedly recall the urgency of the time, which I find very interesting.

In fact, people are so cheap.

When Zhao Yu broke through to the Yuan Shen Seven Heavenly Yuan Realm one day, he suddenly remembered that it was time for Xianxia Immortal Jun to let him out?

After searching his memory, Zhao Yu got a positive answer.

At the beginning, Xianxia Immortal Jun imprisoned him here and clearly told him that he would come to see him when he cultivated to a high-grade primordial god.

"But why haven't you come yet?"

Zhao Yu stood in front of the palace, and one stop was three years.

It's like a stone, but in this stone, there is a volcano.

So one day three years later, Zhao Yu roared angrily, and with one palm, he smashed the palace behind him into nothingness, and punched a big hole in the hill under his feet.