When people congratulated, Su Jing naturally wanted to 'thank you', and thanked Qi Donglai in his mouth, with a slight joy in his eyes. The little ghost on the side was not happy, but the boss was unhappy, and complained to Su Jing: "While saving people, are you still cultivating?

Without waiting for him to finish speaking, he shook his head and interrupted: "This is your loneliness, your master Su has a small breakthrough, it's not that he re-cultivates and doesn't save people, on the contrary, his breakthrough shows that he has the intention to save people." Saying that, Eclipse Hai looked at Su Jing: "With only the weight of 'fighting and helping to cultivate', your Golden Crow Fa is a first-class good cultivation method, which is enviable." ”

The Great Sage's gaze was really not bad.

If Su Jing's cultivation is the other righteous method of leaving the mountain, even if he has today's achievements, there is no way to get rid of the ink color, because in this world, only the yang fire can restrain the 'ink color', and with this heavy 'shengke' in hand, he can have a chance of winning.

And the ink giant spirit is really amazing, those 'ink' are obviously just a liliang, but it seems to have a spiritual wisdom, when it is refined by the yang fire, the 'ink' will not quietly wait for the other party to burn down little by little, the wisps of black threads or gather into a group, twist into a rope to resist, or swim out of an extremely thin and indisputable line, looking for the gap between the yang fire to counterattack the bone golden crow and the golden house! they have defended, attacked, and even twice 'ink' tried to give up the chain and instead erode Su Jing's cave sky: ' It knows what the enemy is. Where is the enemy.

As Su Jing said, where is this kind of refinement, it is simply a battle, a vicious battle.

Tianwu fights and breaks through in the fight.

The little ghost is more truthful, and he has followed You Langzheng for many years, don't look at his poor cultivation, but he understands a lot of cultivation principles, and shook his head: "Impossible! ”

This time, the Great Sage did not refute, but sighed. smiled: "Little ghost." It's nice to have that kind of insight. ”

Demon Mist didn't finish his words, and continued: "Cultivation is cultivation, and fighting is fighting, two completely different things. But they all have to consume the same source true power. It's as if there was only a basin of water. If you want to drink it when you are thirsty and itchy, and you want to wash your feet, it doesn't mean that you can't wash your feet while drinking this basin of water, but you have to say that you can wash your feet cleaner when you drink it well. That's not true. ”

"It's not enough," Su Jing laughed, the example of the little ghost is indeed a gimmick: "The so-called 'Tianwu is happy to fight, and the fight is diligent' is not a shortcut to my cultivation of the Fa, this statement is actually a 'artistic conception'." ”

In any case, fighting will occupy energy and Yuan Li, and it will inevitably hinder cultivation. However, the matter of cultivation must not be one-sided, according to the book luck Xingyuan, is the way for practitioners to strengthen the body, enhance liliang: liliang is bigger, can climb higher and jump farther, and when the body is strong, you can live longer and experience more, but whether it is to strengthen the body or increase strength, it is just 'preparation', as the heart, life is the foundation for the preparation and laying of the haode.

The body is important, the heart is the most important, life is the foundation, and sex is the little bit of spirit in the root.

Fighting will affect the luck of cultivation, and when the battle is extreme, and the intention to win soars in the heart, it is in line with the realm of the Golden Crow Dharma.

The dark power of the ink giant spirit will make Su Jing disgusted, and fighting with it, Su Jing's heart of victory is far better than the sword competition in the bright top gate back then, and it is not strange that a flower will fall on the top at this moment.

If we put it into words, in fact, no matter which genus of practice it is, the superior cultivation method will also have one thing in common: artistic conception.

Cultivating the Dharma is not just a matter of refining qi and becoming stronger, but also to understand the artistic conception contained in the cultivation of the Fa. This is the difference between the famous sects and the shallow small sects on the cultivation path, the disciples of the former are physically and mentally advanced and grow together in the cultivation, while the disciples of the latter have refined the skin but cannot refine the essence of the gods, and the difference between the two or three realms may not be much different at the beginning, but as the level of cultivation deepens, the difference between the two will be greater.

This difference is placed on the road of seeking immortals, and the former naturally go further, because they don't know what they cultivate is liliang, but also spirituality.

This difference is the simplest example in the battle, leaving the inner gate of the mountain, the disciple of the fifth realm rushing evil, can easily defeat the cultivator of the six realms in the ordinary scattered cultivation portal, and the disciple of the refined cultivation true lineage who leaves the mountain, even if he has just formed a treasure bottle body, encounters an idle Yuan Shen realm cultivator has the power to fight.

It is not wrong to cultivate deeper and deeper in the realm, but this is just comparing yourself to yourself.

The same is true for the two disciples with different teachers and different cultivation methods, although they are in the same realm, their combat power may not be inferior to a few heavens and earths; the same is true for the two monks in different realms, the one with a shallow realm may not necessarily lose to the one with a high realm. Attributed to Su Jing, during the Southern Wilderness, the five realms of small cultivation to capture the big demon, and the six realms of the West Sea were consummated before he fought the evil Buddha: it was he who had an adventure and refined the five knots and three heavens; it was he who had the fate to have superior swordsmanship and a bag of good treasures; it was he who had luck, and he could only turn around and bite back if he didn't die, and it was also because he cultivated the Supreme True Method, so that his sex melted into his life, his heart was attached to his body, and his spirit and spirit were fastened to the Golden Crow Dharma.

Qi Donglai stretched out his hand and pointed to the top of Su Jing's head: "The flower bones are there, why don't they open?"

Su Jing followed his hand and raised his head, looked at the bud, and responded: "It's still a little short, so the flower hasn't bloomed." ”

"Where's the difference?" Qi Donglai asked.

"The fight was not enough, and it was almost over before the flowers bloomed. ”

Ahh

"It's still a little bit, but it's not about the overall situation, let's talk a few more words, and the residual ink on the twenty-one chain can be wiped clean. Su nodded, raised his eyebrows, shrugged his shoulders, and spread his hands, and he had to sell cheaply and obediently: "I haven't played enough, it's almost over." See. The flowers haven't bloomed!" Before he finished speaking, he turned into a muffled hum, Su Jing's expression changed slightly, and his face became gloomy.

Demon Mist was worried about Twenty-One Chain of Comfort, and when he saw Su Jing's face change color, Demon Mist's heart jumped violently: "What's wrong?"

Qi Donglai also cares about his companions, and he hates demons all the time, so he can't help but laugh strangely: "If you talk too much, you will be punished?"

Su Jing didn't answer, and was stunned for a moment. Stretched out his hand and gently patted Qi Donglai's wrist. The bearded man's body shook slightly, and he was pulled into the black stone cave.

The Black Stone Cave is not allowed to enter by demons, the Great Sage can't come, and Su Jing has to find someone to ask if he encounters a monster. Naturally, Qi Donglai is more suitable

Cave days. Huge copper rings across the reef. There is no trace of ink on the ring body, and the luster Cheng Liang and sharp gold color are a little sharp, and it doesn't seem to feel much at first glance. But if you look at it for a long time, you will feel a tingling pain: the light is like a needle, piercing the heart from the eye, and the pain is not intense, but more cold.

Qi Donglai narrowed his eyes: "What are you doing by pulling me in, and showing me when you have refined it?"

Su Jing in the cave shook his head and stretched out his hand to the corner of the reef: "This thing." ”

In the corner of the reef, a black cobblestone.

The reef in the sea is also black, and the cobblestone is completely inconspicuous, and even with Qi Donglai's eyesight, he ignored it at first. As Su Jing pointed out, Qi Donglai realized: It is true that it is also black, but the cobblestone is purer and clearer than the reef.

The difference between celadon and green jade.

In the process of refining the ink color for the copper ring, there was a fierce battle between Su Jingyanghuo and the Ink Giant Spirit Xuanli, and even the 'Golden Crow Feather Flower' flower bud was struck, which showed that the battle was fierce. Zuihou Su Jing won, and the ink color was refined layer by layer.

Su Jing's victory was decided, and he was about to completely wash away the few traces of ink that remained of Zuihou in one go, but unexpectedly, they suddenly circulated and swam out of a huge copper ring, turning into such a black cobblestone.

Explaining this, Qi Donglai wondered: "You don't care what it looks like." ”

Su Jing shook his head: "Mo said that it turned into stone, even if it becomes another Su Jing, I don't take it seriously, I still can't refine it by burning it with fire." ”

After turning into stone, the 'ink color' is no longer controlled by the yang fire! Not to mention the yang fire, the golden wind, the sword feather, the bone golden crow, and even the Yin Tianzi of the three corpses, many means are rotated, but none of them can hurt the stone for half a point!

Qi Donglai was surprised: "Will it be so strong?" While speaking, he raised his hand and hit it with a magical power, and then he understood: it is not strong, but not strong.

The black cobblestone, which is real in the spiritual sense and visual scrutiny, is like a vivid illusion, and the magic spell and magic weapon blade hit it, and it can easily pass through it, and it can't hurt it in the slightest. Qi Donglai frowned: "Illusion?"

"Look!" Nianhua took over the topic, ran forward quickly, bent down to pick up the stone, and threw it in his hand a few times, Zuihou didn't reach out to pick it up, and the cobblestone fell on the reef with a bang.

The cobblestone that cannot be beaten by the supernatural power and cannot be fallen can be picked up by people.

Qi Donglai shook his head directly and said frankly to Su Jing: "I don't know what's going on. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a strange clattering sound, and the stone shook sharply in place, and in the blink of an eye, the cobblestone turned into mud, and suddenly it was softened, and it was piled up on the island and reef. Without waiting for everyone to wonder, in the next blink of an eye, the black mud suddenly 'bulged' again.

Like a candy blower, a piece of candy that is soft and collapsed quickly swells, becomes larger, becomes fuller, becomes shaped, becomes lifelike, and becomes a person.

Qi Donglai snorted coldly: "Su Qiangqiang, it's a mouthful!"

The djinn ink, black cobblestone, and black mud changed repeatedly to zuihou Su Jing.

The mud is swollen and transformed, Zuihou has become Su Jing, from the facial features, eyebrows and eyes to the body shape and clothing, all are the same, but there are two differences:

'Mud Sujing' is black, with black robes, black boots and black belts, and even the color of the skin is black;

On the other hand, Su Jing's eyes have always been clear and transparent, and there is always a positive meaning in the brightness, but the eyes of the black Su Jing are dull and twilight, vast and desolate is the difference between the look in this eye, so Su Jing is the Su Jing of the world, and the black Su Jing is the Immortal Buddha Su Jing!

Without thinking about it, Su Jing shot directly, Jin Feng Yang Huo plus a piece of sword light, as soon as he made a move, the three corpses and the sao people all joined the onslaught, but unfortunately it was useless, hitting and passing through, it was still the same as Fang Cai's round stone.

It was useless to fight, Su Jing turned his mind again, and wanted to throw the black Su Jing out of his body and keep this thing in his body. Su Jing faintly felt uneasy in his heart, and there was a great sage sitting outside, and he was not afraid that he would not be able to clean up this black monster that was not subject to spells.

But after the thought in his heart turned, Hei Su Jing didn't move!

The black stone from Fu Ping is not only a treasure to recognize the master, but also a big trick in Su Jing's body, this is really his territory, everything is in his heart, whoever wants to go has to go, and at this time Su Jing's face really changed.

'Hei Su Jing' suddenly smiled: "If you can't throw it out, it's a waste of effort." ”

Three words in the ordinary. The three corpses snorted in unison: I saw a person who was exactly the same as Su Jing. I already felt very strange in my heart, but there was a color difference between the two, but when Hei Su Jing spoke, from the tone to the voice, and even the faint taste of 'villain pride' in his words when he had the upper hand, it was no different from the real Su Jing.

The three corpses and the deity live in the same fate. Such a strange situation at first encounter. They really feel creepy. There were countless goosebumps running down my back. It was Su Jing, who listened to his own voice and listened to outsiders who were not the same voice, and he didn't react much when he heard Black Su Jing's words.

Look at the 'Black Su Jing' not far away for a moment. Su Jing's body relaxed: "Don't be in a hurry to fight first, let's talk a few words?"

The words were as if he had never done anything, and 'Hei Sujing' seemed to really understand the way 'himself' spoke, not only did he feel weird, but he smiled lightly and nodded: "There is no class." If you ask, I will answer. ”

Su Jing had heard this tone many times, and after a while, he spoke: "What are you?"

"I'm you. As if he felt that the other party had asked a stupid question, 'Hei Sujing' laughed, but then he changed the conversation again: "But you are not me." Saying that, he stretched out his hand and gently knocked on the reef where he was sitting, knocked off a piece the size of an egg, and raised his hand and threw it towards Su Jing, Liliang is no bigger than a mortal throwing stone.

Su Jing did not move, and the stone slammed, hit, pierced, and fell to the ground, making a series of sounds.

The trick of 'Mo Su Jing', the real Su Jing will also.

Seeing this, Qi Donglai seemed to have thought of something, and he didn't say hello, he raised his hand and hit Su Jing with a spell, this spell was ordinary, if Su Jing was really outside, he could dissolve it casually, and it wouldn't hurt him.

The spell of the demon heir passed through Su Jing's body and failed.

Qi Donglai was thoughtful, and 'Mo Sujing' praised Qiu Suhan: "You are a smart person. As he spoke, he stood up and walked in front of Su Jing: "Don't use Xiu Yuan's true power, just rely on yourself, let's punch each other." ”

Su Jing didn't talk nonsense, raised a punch to hit the other party, 'Mo Sujing' raised his fist to meet him, and the sound of 'pop' was a blow, Mo Sujing took two steps back, Su Jing was even more miserable, he fell to the ground with his back facing the sky, and he suffered a loss under the competition.

But in a boxing fight, the real key is not who wins or loses, but whether Su Jing, who is not injured by external forces, can only hit each other with his own strength.

The three dwarves were confused, one was more confused than the other, but Qi Donglai suddenly realized!

'Mo Sujing' understood Qiu Xuhan's expression, nodded to Qi Donglai first, and then said to Su Jing: "Outsiders understand, don't you know it yourself?"

Su Jing in the cave is not real, just a mental incarnation, he is 'virtual', although because it is his own body, his own acupoints, so that this mind can do anything in the cave to urge the Yuan to move the law to drink and play cards, but in the final analysis, the mind is still the mind, for the void, no matter how sharp the magic weapon can not damage him, just like the flying arrow blade, no matter how sharp it is, it can't hurt the shadow - both Su Jing are not harmed by external forces, just because they are both 'virtual'.

However, with the insight of advanced cultivators, and then think about it in another position, it is true that the mind is empty, but the root of the mind is also a 'liliang', but this liliang's method of luck is special, its performance is different from those fierce warriors pull mountains and rivers, flying swords and thousands of miles to take their lives, 'virtual' is not non-existent, but the way of existence is different from others - the two Su Jing can fight each other, but also because they are both 'virtual', exactly the same virtual. Sitting on the same liliang, they can fight against each other.

'Mo Sujing' didn't chase after Su Jing, he took a few steps back and returned to the reef, so he had a good time to win, and temporarily diverted the topic: "If you dare to be an enemy of the gods, you should always know the methods of some gods." ”

Su Jing replied truthfully: "I have seen twofold: invading the gods and seizing words. ”

'Mo Sujing' looked very happy: "Have you ever seen the word snatcher? ”

Su Jing smiled: "Well, the one who grabbed the word made me cut it." ”

'Mo Sujing' was not angry at all: "People, they will always be stupid, and if they are stupid, they will do wrong things, it is inevitable." I don't blame you, you can do more things in the future to atone for your crimes. ”

"Let's get down to business," Akame among the three corpses was a little impatient, and his red eyes glared at 'Mo Sujing', how did he look at him unpleasantly: "How did you get here?"

Mo Sujing really 'has no class', and does not hide the answer he gave: Mo Juling's law is subtle, and his liliang contains a little 'wisdom and spirit', just like what Su Jing saw and felt when he refined Mo Qin for the twenty-first chain: the black liliang is alive.

With this kind of liliang as an enemy, the body and consciousness will be attacked at the same time, like Wang Lingtong lying in the bonsai mountain, he in order to save the younger generation, alone after the break to meet the strong enemy, in the fierce battle was invaded by a piece of ink power, and then before his body was injured, Wang Lingtong's mind was bewitched by the 'wisdom spirit spirit' in the ink power, from the enemy to the believer.

"I'm that little bit of 'wisdom spirit'," Mo Sujing pointed to himself and smiled: "But there are always people in the world who can't eat the ancients, and not everyone is willing to listen to my teachings, just like him." As he spoke, he pointed his finger in a different direction, pointing to the huge copper chain not far away.

Then, still the same finger, turning again, Mo Sujing pointed to Su Jing: "And you." ”——

Xiaowa two months, today with her to do several examinations, the process is a little rugged, I don't know if it is the reason for the injection, after returning home, the baby is much more energetic than usual, lung capacity has increased greatly, crying for a long time and loud, his father is in a very poor state, writing hard, two more and into a big chapter, than normal loss of a thousand words, sorry. (To be continued......)