"When you can bring that towering tree back to life with physical contact alone, you will be considered to have reached the realm of integration. ”

The realm spirit pointed to a dead tree in the distance, and his tone suddenly became sad, at this moment he was like the withered tree, the old wounds left over from the war of gods and demons were too heavy.

Looking at the big tree that the vision spirit was pointing to, Jing Yao pulled the corners of her mouth, and her eyes estimated that the area was about the size of the three orphanages in her previous life, and she said decadently: "That's okay to wait." ”

"There is still a long way to go. The realm spirit said leisurely: "What I have most now is time, and I can grow with you." You're going to have to work hard. ”

The realm spirit also told Jing Yao about the three realms of Dao heart clarity, one is life, the second is death, and the third is reincarnation!

What is Dao Heart?

It is the causal cycle of this world, and the so-called clarity refers to the indifference after breaking through life and death.

The statement of the realm spirit was a little exaggerated, at least Jing Yao thought so.

And according to the trick taught by the other party, she was surprised to find that it was the Tao Te Ching in her previous life, that is, the one written by the rumored Taishang Laojun, she suddenly felt ridiculous, it was just a Taoist book of self-cultivation, and it turned out to be a strange book generated by heaven and earth!

In response to Jing Yao's questioning, the realm spirit asked rhetorically: How do you know that this is not a huge work handed down by Li Er? Hundreds of people read thousands of books, and different people come to different conclusions when they read the books, but what I teach you is the most authentic.

You bull, you are reasonable! This is Jing Yao's rebuttal.

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After Jing Yao returned to reality, Zhao Shengnan had already slept, and looked at the sky It was already three o'clock, seeing that it was about to dawn, and the sword art conference was about to start, Jing Yao was full of confidence at this time, as long as the last batch of disciples did not participate in the trial, she was absolutely sure that she would rush into the top ten and get the opportunity to practice in Haozheng Tower.

But the conversation with the world spirit before parting also made Jing Yao pay attention, it is not a powerful exercise that can make people stronger.

The key is the person's qualifications, whether they can realize the Dao heart, even if the qualifications are poor, it doesn't matter, diligence is the boat, heaven rewards diligence, as long as you are willing to insist on practice, you can also cultivate the Dao heart.

And in the end, Jing Yao asked a difficult question that stumped the cultivation of the immortal realm for ten thousand years, why was it enough to cultivate, but it couldn't soar?

The reply of the realm spirit was that the opportunity had not yet arrived, and after saying the word fate, the realm spirit was included in the stone tablet and never heard back.

Jing Yao could only retreat helplessly.

"Edgeworth Flying Immortals!"

Jing Yao muttered an underestimate, and when he signed up, Lin Tianxing played with a sword, although his face did not show anything, but he was envious in his heart.

But he still has three great realms before he can enter the Jindan realm.

She didn't feel anything like it before, but since the end of the conference in the council hall, Jing Yao felt that her thirst for power was unprecedentedly strong, especially when she had just entered the peak of Qi training, and she deeply felt what a watershed the gap between realms was.

In the past, when she was practicing the third layer of qi, she felt that Liu Jingru, who was practicing the seventh layer of qi, was at most a little more powerful than herself, but after entering the Great Perfection of Qi training, she found the essential difference.

After she builds the foundation, she can incorporate the fairy sword into her body, and she can also perceive the changes in the breath between heaven and earth, and it is only at this time that she can be regarded as a mortal.