On the palace of the Hades, Su Jing was seriously injured.

Knowing the sea shijie, the heaven and the earth will open tomorrow, the thin clouds will rise, a little cool breeze will pass, and the rain will fall.

Inextricably linked, this rain comes from the endless sky, but after it falls, every drop is sprinkled on Su Jing, knowing Su Jing in the sea.

Su Jing's body in the main hall suddenly became wet, his hair was wet, and the blood stains on his body were gently washed by the rain.

After the blood stains were gone, the invisible rain penetrated into countless small wounds on the skin, and Su Jing's almost collapsed figure gradually stood up. When the bone cracks around the body are slowly healing and opening the sky, from the real to the virtual, the dragon ape is painted around the body, but what is broken is the chaos of the sea of knowledge; when the rain falls, the rain in the spiritual platform shijie is not visible but infiltrates the real body, and the injury heals quickly.

Cultivation is hard and dangerous, but in the final analysis, cultivation is for progress, not self-harm and self-destruction.

The cultivation of the Golden Crow Orthodox Law made him use all his strength, but this liliang was not consumed, because no matter whether the sea was chaotic or distinct, Su Jing would always be its master, and the Yuan Power consumed by him to open the sky was still there, but the place of existence and the way of existence were changed.

Now that the sea and the sky are open, this liliang has turned around and returned to moisturize Su Jing's body.

The injury is serious, but not fatal, and it is okay for a practitioner to be injured in his flesh, flesh, bones, and even internal organs, as long as the meridians are stable, he can recover quickly.

One virtual and one real, one goes and one returns, and suffers with all his might, the small Qiankun in the body and the shijie in the mind are truly compatible!

Both virtual and real Su Jing stopped writing, closed their eyes and smiled. I welcome a drizzle of washing.

The rain that had lasted for a whole month stopped, and Su Jing's injuries were fully healed, and he was like jade.

Zhihai shijie rain stopped and the sky did not clear, on the contrary, the ink clouds were dense in the sky. There is a purple arc shuttling in the clouds, which is very different from the dark clouds and thunder and lightning of the real world, and the clouds and thunder of the sea turn very slowly in the shape of thunderbolts and thunderbolts, but when they are cruising, they are like a lazy snake, slowly crawling in the sky, silently.

Keep your head high and open your eyes. Su Jing in the main hall looked at the roof. Su Jing in the sea looked at the 'snake' in the clouds.

Rumble!

The thunder shattered in Zhihai Shijie, and the 'snake' slowly crawling in the dark clouds seemed to feel Su Jing's gaze, and the rage, release, and suddenly revealed the majesty of Sensen, and the loud noise and strong light swept everything!

After the thunder. The clouds of ink in the sky were getting thicker and thicker. Purple Arc returned to its lazy appearance. But it crawled out of the endless haze, and just swam unhurriedly, landed, circled around Su Jing, and returned to the clouds. The bright body of thunder and lightning blended with its slowness, making the atmosphere of the world strange.

After watching it for a while, Su Jing didn't pay attention to it anymore, closed his eyes again, and didn't move for a long time, and this sitting was another three months of suddenly opening his eyes and jumping up!

The temple of the underworld Su Jingdong, the sea Su Jingdong!

The temple of the underworld is nothing different, and the wind and clouds of the sea are moving! At the moment when Su Jing jumped up, lightning and thunder thundered in the clouds, and the divine thunder hit like a whip and fell straight down, right above Su Jing's head!

In the sea of knowledge, Su Jing was hit by the thunder, and his body did not need to be stronger than the bubbles, and he was split, shattered, and invisible by the thunder with a bang;

In the Hades Temple, Su Jing snorted in low pain, and his body that had just jumped up fell back to the ground, his jade-like face showed a strange crimson, his body trembled slightly for a moment, and with a breath, he calmed down again.

When Su Jing of the real world returned to stability, Zhihai Shijie was still in the position where he was sitting before, and the new Su Jing condensed and took shape, and he was still holding the dragon ape in his hand.

As if nothing had happened, the purple arc in the sky slowly shuttled, and Su Jing sat steadily on the ground.

Another March, another leap. Su Jing soared into the sky, thunder and anger in the clouds, and hit the head vigorously, this time Su Jing had already taken precautions, and the dragon ape in his hand was like a sword, holding high, facing thunder, and stabbing!

The sound of the fire shook the heavens and the earth, it was not a level of competition at all, Su Jing was smashed for the second time in the sea of knowledge, and Su Jing fell back to the same place for the second time in the underworld, pranayama. Soon, the third Su Jing appeared in the quiet man holding the magic pen in Zhihai.

It's still March, it's still leaping, it's still thunder! Su Jing is no longer fighting hard, the dragon ape has a round brush, and he is comfortable with his line of force, and the pen is raised above his head flutteringly and lightly. When the circle is flawless and the end is the time to start again, the yuan force continues to go back and forth with the circle, blocking the sky and thunder!

The ferocious thunder was really blocked by this 'one circle' for a moment, only for a moment, the thunder paused, the circle shattered, the thunder pounced again, and the top of Su Jing's head was bombarded.

With one stroke, Su Jing had already rushed out of three steps. Thunder chases. The pen moved again, raised too high, like a snake coiling and painting zigzags and turns, and it was strange to say that the thunder, which was originally the power of light, fell into Su Jing's pen power and immediately became slow and distorted.

It was only for a moment, and the power of the pen was broken, and the thunder python came out and killed Su Jing.

In just a moment, Su Jing ran out three more steps, suddenly roared, the dragon ape waved in a hurry, the third stroke, and the third sword, the pen passed, the air shattered, and the gray mouth - cut the void, and collect the thunder!

Thunder didn't know how to dodge, and dived into the void, but before all of it was submerged into the 'mouth', the sound of cracking sounded, the void shattered, the thunder broke the shackles, and caught up with Su Jing. There was no time to use new means, and in the thunder, Su Jing collapsed.

In the main hall, Su Jing fell heavily, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and the color of pain flashed across his face, and he quickly calmed down. Take a deep breath, freeze your body, and be quiet again

"What is he doing?" Xiao Xiangliu asked softly outside the hall, outsiders couldn't see the battle between people and thunder, Xiao Xiangliu only saw Su Jing holding a pen and jumping and playing in the hall, like a monkey.

The Shadow Monk was by his side.

Xiao Xiangliu went out of the customs and came to visit Su Jing, and the shadow monk in the ghost robe woke up from the meditation not long ago, knowing that Su Jing was doing a realm breaking practice, so the monk left and stopped Xiao Xiangliu at the door of the main hall.

"After Zhihai Shijie and the body are buckled, there will be a killing thunder Zhenshi, Su Jing must have the luck of the Yuan Force into the Xuanxu, and use his true body into the shadow body to meet the lightning killing. ”

The shadow monk is Su Jing's thirteenth soul, and when he melts into the ghost robe, he can see Su Jing's 'Battle of Knowing the Sea', and Su Jing is before he really starts the cultivation of this realm. The matter was discussed with the monks, so the shadow monk was clear about the process.

Quite similar to 'Open Heaven', Su Jing wants to support the body of the Yuan Consciousness Projection with his true strength, and use the Yuan Liliang to fight against the Thunder of the Xuan Void

Yuan Shen practice, the four realms, the most mysterious and ethereal is the Zuihou realm 'Da Yao Wen', the most bitter, the most tiring and troublesome is the first realm 'Ruyi Fetus', and compared with other sects of the Dharma, the Yanghuo Dharma 'Ruyi Fetus' is a big trouble in the suffering, and the trouble in the trouble.

Yang Huo Fa Ruyi Fetus, two major steps: fetus. Condense the shape and spirit of the primordial infant spirit fetus; Let this little primordial god really wake up and come back to life, and make sure with the first cry. When will this doll cry out, and when will this realm be considered to be completed.

In the previous step, 'getting pregnant', it is divided into two parts.

First, Su Jing had worked tirelessly for the previous seventeen years. Enter the sea shijie with a small body and break its chaos at the same time. The virtual and the real are superimposed on the real and the real are fused. More than 50 years ago, Su Jing borrowed painting talismans to condense his mind and chase the spirit. What we seek is to use the Xuan Xuan Soul to guide the original intention of the mind, and then to attract the true cultivation of the Yuan Force, to refine the state of mind, and at the same time to be familiar with the process of entering the void with the real and then returning to the truth from the mystery, if you can't calmly 'wander' between the void and the reality. This realm has not been repaired or broken at all.

After the opening of the sky, the thunder is broken and killed, and the yuan is born.

But the thunder is powerful, and the simple Yuan Xiu Liliang has no chance of winning against it -- the cultivation is not deep enough, and the strength is not enough, because the Golden Crow is happy to fight! Only the realm and mana are cultivated, but there is no fighting skill to meet the enemy, what kind of Golden Crow disciple is it! If you want to fight against the thunder, you must not only enter the Xuan with the cultivation of the Yuan, but also enter the Xuan with the fighting skills, the runes, the sword method, the wind method, the fire method, everything, in short, you have to fight!

Fight is a fight, but your treasure can't be brought into Zhihai Shijie, when Su Jing fights against the thunder, he has a dragon ape in his hand, but it has its shape, in this 'battle', there is no difference between holding a pen and holding a sword and holding a stick and holding a noodle in his hand, but Su Jing has used a pen into the sword in recent decades, and he has not deliberately changed it to a sword when he uses it well.

The shadow monk explained carefully, and Xiao Xiangliu thought thoughtfully: "How can he break that thunder?"

"This is the practice, the thunder has no chance of winning, and the only way to do it is to use the silk silk: to delay by means of use, during which the disciples of the Golden Crow need to step on the yang fire gang, nine hundred and ninety-nine steps, you can lay down an extremely blazing magic array, and the formation will destroy the law, and after the formation is formed, the cultivator can no longer move a little, and he must bear the thunder again when he is extinguished, and when he blocks the Yuan fetus knot, it doesn't hurt if he can't stop it, and start all over again. After the monk finished speaking, he paused and added: "Su Jing opened the sky, seventeen years." It's been almost a year since the opening of the sky, and he just walked nine steps that time. ”

This account is too easy to calculate, and Xiang Liu said 'oh': "I'll go to retreat again, let him continue to practice." ”

Xiao Xiangliu came and went, and the shadow monk returned to the ghost robe.

Su Jing sat still and breathed and pulled back, preparing to get up for the fourth time and take a few steps for the fourth time? He didn't know, he didn't care, he loved a few steps, it didn't matter, he was practicing

Eighteen years in the world, eighteen years in Middle-earth.

Elder Hong frowned, and Senior Brother Whisper: "This kind of entry is too exaggerated, isn't it?"

Shen He smiled slightly: "It's okay to wake up, how?" The first three words are the secret words of the junior sister, and the later questions are the apprentices who closed their eyes and settled down, fish fry.

It has been eighteen years since the fish fry were introduced, and the first realm of cultivation reached the sky, and it took four years, eleven months and three days to win his uncle Su Shi who was wandering in the world; Su Jing burned incense to break Ningqing after returning to the mountain, shocking the world, and the fish fry was not showing weakness, he was about to shock the world: the disciple of the head of the mountain has not broken Ningqing for more than thirteen years.

Shen He was worried, but he pretended not to be worried, and smiled lightly: "How do you feel?" The head of the house has already begun to think in his heart, whether to use external forces to help him pass this pass.

The fry opened their eyes and woke up from their steasing, but they were still a little ignorant and could not come back to their senses immediately, and after pondering for a moment, he suddenly raised his head and smiled.

Xiaowa has grown into a teenager, for the sake of cultivation, he looks younger than his actual age, fourteen or fifteen years old, he has grown up, his eyes are brighter, and his head is rounder, but the 'problem' has not changed, he has been in the sect for so long, except for three years ago, he showed a smile on the eve of Mr. Pu Jia's robbery and flying immortals, and he has never smiled again.

This time, he suddenly smiled at the master, and immediately startled Hongjing: Senior brother's catastrophe has arrived?!

Shen He's eyes also flickered, and he didn't know the bottom of his heart. Fortunately, Yu Miao'er spoke: "Master Qiyu, this retreat has gained a lot of disciples in quiet meditation, and finally realized why I can't smile!" After saying that, he found that Elder Hong was also there, and he was busy saluting Uncle Shi again.

"Comprehend the mystery and figure out why you can't laugh, so you laughed?" Elder Red waved his hand to signal that he didn't need to be polite, and then asked with interest.

"Yes. Yu Miao responded, the smile on his face disappeared as he spoke, and the young man's eyes were heavy: "I can't laugh because I don't want to laugh, I always feel heavy, and I can't laugh if I want to, but I don't know why" I don't want to, until today, I finally understand: the disciple can't laugh because of the catastrophe that is coming!"

After all, he was still a young man, and his mind was not calm enough, Yu Miao took a deep breath and struggled to suppress the throbbing in his heart: "Master Qiyu, the disciple thinks that he doesn't think it, but he sees through it: the tide of the Spirit Yuan that has not been encountered in 30,000 years, in fact, can actually be regarded as 'returning to the light'. (To be continued......)