The essence of the sea of fire, full of scorching yang spirit, Su Jingzai is also familiar with the golden crow yang fire.

It was not an enemy attack, but a 'natural disaster'. The fire came from the sky, and it was caused by Yang Saburo's cultivation.

Yang Saburo can't be blamed for this, she greeted Su Jing not long ago, saying that the weather would be bad and changeable.

As soon as he entered the Jingjing meditation, he caught up with Yang Saburo to fall into the sea of fire, which was Su Jing's luck.

The sea of fire is surging, but the real anode true flame is pitiful, and it will not hurt Su Jing, but the bamboo shed that has just been erected is finished, and it is not appropriate to put it outside if you don't listen to it, Su Jing changed her mind and took her back to the cave.

Standing in place and watching for a while, seeing that the fury tide of the sea of fire had no intention of retreating, Su Jing was too lazy to wait, and raised his breath again and sat on the ground.

The flames were rolling and mighty, but no matter how fierce the fire tide was, they would quietly disappear when they approached Su Jing's body, or retreat or detour. Attached to each other, Yang Saburo can never untie the shackles, and the fire caused by her can't hurt Su Jing.

If you look at it from a bird's-eye view of the sky, the fire is enchanting within a radius of 800 miles, but a young man in the center sits upright, quiet and serene, smiling calmly.

In the cave sky, a mental projection accompanied Bu Ting, his voice was low and gentle, his mouth didn't listen for a moment, talking and laughing, but unconsciously, Su Jing's body in the cave sky was shallow, more and more 'thin', more and more 'transparent', so slowly and slowly, completely disappeared: the ten minds and minds were one, all the distracting thoughts were empty, and Su Jing re-entered the ethereal and pure quiet.

It was exactly the same as last time, and I didn't know how long I sat in the silence, and suddenly a white light bloomed in the spiritual platform of the sea of knowledge.

Bloom but not disperse. A shallow but clear cloud of treasure light was filling, and the most quiet cloud of smoke in the depths of the bamboo forest at dawn seemed to form a shape in the light fluttering, but Su Jing couldn't see what it was.

Pure and quiet people, in the foolishness, from the mind to the brain is completely stagnant, he is looking but he doesn't know what he is looking at, he can hear but can't understand any sound.

Suddenly, Su Jing moved. Long: Visible to the naked eye. His hair was growing inch by inch, inch by inch.

The hair did not grow quickly, like a lazy snake, stretching slowly. But hair growth should be slow and undetectable. It can be 'seen' at this moment. It's fast enough! The hair grew three feet longer, and it was now, and the knife in his left hand was swung violently. Slash at the boulder in your left hand.

There was a soft sound of 'Zheng', so pleasant, the stone that was either not affected by the blade or directly destroyed before finally turned into a treasure jade spirit stone at this moment, and it was slashed by the knife, and a redundant corner was lowered.

Carved stone, the first knife!

However, how much time can it take to swing the knife? With Su Jing's speed, he doesn't need half a snap of his fingers. But in this 'less than half a snap of his fingers', his hair was scattered all over his body, almost hanging down his waist, and his skin was full of wrinkles, and his originally quiet and bright eyes were abrupt and sloppy, and Su Jing aged in an instant.

Su Jing didn't even hold on for a moment, a mouthful of black and purple plasma gushed out of his mouth and nose, and his body fell down weakly, and he fainted.

In the second half of the year, the weather near Mount Moyeli is unpredictable, and the dark sky will suddenly burst into the scorching sun, and suddenly the world becomes warm, and the good times will never last long, and the short tea will only be half an hour, and the weather will become hotter and hotter, until the air will be blazing and burning, and the flames from all directions will gather in the sea of fire and collide in all directions. Before the rain could extinguish the fire, a terrible cold wind swept in, bringing with it a torrent of snow, which could accumulate three feet of snow on the ground in a short hour, and all kinds of terrible weather clashed with each other, and there was no transition or sign of the appearance and substitution.

In the wind, fire, rain, and snow, Su Jing lay down, Yang Saburo came, sat opposite him for seven days and seven nights, watching his white hair fall out inch by inch, watching his wrinkles all over his body slowly disappear, and watching his dry skin reappear, Yang Saburo put his mind at ease and returned to Jiuxiao to do her cultivation.

Half a year later, Su Jing woke up, and it was raining heavily, and it was going crazy.

'Old age' faded, and Su Jing was still the same, but after the long hair turned white and fell, the new black hair grew out of shape and was messy, just covering his eyes.

Su Jing in Moye raised his head, opened his mouth to get water, and the fire in his throat was burning, and the rain came just in time.

I just took a sip, and suddenly coughed, choking on water has become commonplace in recent years, but this time I really can't blame luck, everyone has to choke Su Jing was angry as soon as he woke up: "What kind of rain are you shining, spicy soy sauce!"

Salty and spicy rain that is not fresh at all.

After shouting, he was still unwilling, and Su Jing shouted again: "Why don't you stop getting two steamed buns down, and give me one anyway!"

The laughter of Yang Saburo in the sea came: The dead world is dead and chaotic, this rain is born from 'death' and comes from 'chaos', you are like ordinary rain, you can drink it?

Su Jing had nothing to say, took out the water brought by Zhongtu from his bag, rinsed his mouth and moistened his throat to quench his thirst.

When people were 'drinking water', there was already a divine sense projected in the sky of the Black Stone Cave, and this Su Jing smiled happily: "My knife, do you see it?

The Eastern Tuhan family pays attention to feng shui, since ancient times, there is a 'dragon vein', there are many legends and wonderful, such as the ancient dragon, in the life of the clouds and rain by the heaven and earth;

But even if he doesn't understand, he can at least know that the dragon veins are undulating, the spiritual mountains are extended, and many mountains are really hidden in the spirits, and a 'good mountain' can not only nourish thousands of living beings in the realm by itself, but also overflow to the outside and bless the surroundings.

In this regard, the old stone of the Southern Wilderness monster who has just achieved the demon fairy flying away in Middle Earth is proficient in abnormality, and the knowledge of the old stone is not as classic as the Eastern Tu Han family, and the inheritance is carried forward, the goblin is the descendant of the Great Sage, and the blood is so pure that it can no longer be pure, and he knows and is proficient in the way of the mountain without learning it.

In the Southern Wilderness, the old stone and Su Jing together to fight the flood snake, common suffering, chatting once mentioned the 'dragon vein' said, the old stone was full of interest, but at that time Su Jing five realms a small repair, the knowledge is really limited, after chatting a few words the old stone lost interest, waved his hand and said: the mountain of the dragon vein, you don't want to be too pretentious about its origin, it is called a product to look at it, born with great spirituality, the first product in the mountain, it is called 'dragon vein'. And the way of the mountain, the simplest thing to pay attention to is 'four flat and eight stable', a product of the dragon vein, four can be alone, eight Yongzhen vast world!

In a world, the four 'dragon vein mountains' echo each other, and they can claim to be square and round, not affected by the general climate; if there are eight Yipin mountains taking root and encircling them, the heavens and the earth can be more spiritual, and become beautiful.

Brother Erming's box of 'broken stones', without exception, are all 'dragon vein mountain species', planted and grown, that is, Yipin Mountain.

To build a house, you have to prepare bricks, open a green building, you have to invite a girl, the king of the eyes wants to build the world, there is a jar of Tianshui Lingjing in the Qilin Library, and it is not uncommon to have an extra box of Yipinshan seeds.

However, these seeds are not grass seeds and saplings, and one is directly thrown out and buried in the soil, and it will not grow until the heaven and earth collapse.

Opening the true form is what Su Jing did half a year ago, the ethereal knife: in the pure silence, the distracting thoughts retreated, and then the 'true thoughts' were born on the spiritual platform, and the true thoughts were cut down!

The so-called 'true thought', also known as 'latent knowledge', is actually the most direct projection of Su Jingxin's fundamental thoughts.

If he reaches the realm of Brother Erming, Minghui is in the soul and sees the true self and his heart, and any of his thoughts is 'true thoughts, subconscious', and he can carve this mountain into whatever he wants, but no matter how clear Su Jing's mind is, it is too far away from the other Hades kings in terms of mood. With his current state of mind, there is no chance of 'choosing' at all:

The carving spirit planted the true form, and he couldn't carve the stone into the shape he wanted, but he could only carve the stone into something that appeared in his true thoughts.

If the most important thing he misses in his heart is a potato, then the spirit seed he carved is a potato, and in the future, there will be a mountain that looks like a potato in this Moyer world.

And the true thoughts are hidden deep in the heart, even I can't see through the mortals who think they know what the deepest thoughts of their hearts are, this is the realm of seeing mountains as mountains;

But when you step into the practice, as your horizons continue to improve, the cultivator will gradually ask in his mind: Is that really what I want? That's why I have to be enlightened, I have to see the nature of my mind, and I have to really know myself, which is the realm of seeing mountains and not mountains.

It is not until the enlightenment that you can see through the freedom, and then you have the opportunity to become an immortal, and at this time it is 'look at the mountain or the mountain'.

'Confused' but not 'confused', the process of cultivation is the process of chasing the original heart. Now Su Jing didn't know what his true thoughts and subconscious knowledge were, and all he could do was rely on the guidance of his heart to wield a knife and carve a stone, in order to attract the spirituality in the stone.

In the Black Stone Cave, Su Jing chattered, and sometimes he himself was surprised, it turned out that he was so broken-mouthed. When you don't listen to it, you don't need to deliberately look for topics, your mouth is chasing your thoughts, and you always have something to say, as if you can't finish it.

In the big world, Su Jing sat in the pouring rain of 'spicy soy sauce', picked up the stone in his hand, and looked at it carefully. Open the true form, it's not a knife to finish, you have to really carve out the things you really think of in your heart, and now you have just completed a knife, and some of the back are grinding.

And just carved a knife, the stone just fell off a small corner, I can't see what it will look like in the future, so Su Jing is very curious: What will I carve out?

There is also crazy hair growth when meditating, and aging in an instant when a knife falls, this stalk Su Jing has not yet figured it out. Why this is so, it doesn't matter how it hurts your body, this mountain Sujing must be planted. (To be continued......)