Chapter 927: Mindfulness Tips

　　 Cold Moon, Breeze...
　　Under the icy moonlight, the earth was bright and bright, and the Seven Star Sect was stained with a layer of sacred light, white light. Especially the Lingyuan Lake not far from Jujian Peak, the silver light flickered, and Lingquan Guru guzzled with aura.
　　Ouyang Ming stood on the top of the mountain, looking down, blowing in the breeze, blowing away the alcohol in his body, and gradually clearing his eyes.
　　 He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "What's wrong today? Feelings fluctuate so much..."
　　 Sitting for another moment, he stood up resolutely, followed the rugged mountain road, and returned to the small courtyard. The emotions in his heart had completely dissipated.
This is how people are. Sometimes, they can't control their inner emotions at all. They are greedy, infatuated, love and hate, and hate parting. This is a person. If they can always be in a calm state, then they are not people. , But a machine.
　　 In the hut, candlelight swayed, Ouyang Ming snarled in his heart, and a line of golden fonts appeared again in the spiritual world. This is the idea.
The last time you practiced the idea of ​​ideology ended in failure, but this time, Ouyang Ming’s spiritual strength has been greatly improved, and even the cultivation has reached the high level of the spiritual person. It can be said that the whole person has been transformed. .
　　 The text is still the same as last time.
　　 "A thought of broken stars, a thought of withered rivers and seas, everything in heaven and earth, whether it is life or happiness, or death or destruction, are all between my thoughts."
　　Ouyang Ming chuckled, secretly said in the heart, really overbearing, this method of nourishing domineering with kingliness is really strange.
　　 The thought moved, and he fell into it, gathered his breath and began to practice the first chapter of the only thought, the voice of the devil.
　　 He sat cross-legged, fingers interlaced, forming a strange ghostly handprint.
　　 One breath, two breaths, three breaths...
　　After a breath, the buzzing sound in the spiritual world, like thousands of mosquitoes flapping their wings at the same time, is upsetting. Can't take it, why talk about cultivation?
　　 His eyes opened, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.
　　 secretly strange in his heart, is the method wrong, why can't he even do it?
His eyes turned to disperse the idea of ​​the mind in the spiritual world, but in a flash, he had already kept the spirit platform, mellow as one, the vitality sank to the bottom of his heart, his body dissipated, and merged into this world, dozens of square meters. Everything in it is under his control. This kind of mastery is not the same as the control when arranging the formation method. There is no such domineering way that can be used for the world, but it is more detailed.
　　 His eyes were opened, and the doubts in his eyes were even worse.
　　This... how could it be so strange? Although he didn't succeed in cultivation last time, he couldn't even enter Jingjing.
　　 Thinking for a long time, suddenly, his brain flashed with light, suddenly burst out a word, that is-domineering.
　　The only way to think is the secret of the dragon clan, which is extremely powerful, and the most notable feature of the dragon and phoenix clan is overbearing and extreme overbearing. If Ouyang Ming didn't have the majestic spirit of making a chessboard star as a child, and making a pipa road as a string, how could he only start the idea?
　　Ouyangming immediately figured out the trick after the idea came into being. This is like a matter of course, everything is so natural.
　　Ouyang Ming did not rush to practice the idea of ​​mind, but thought of centrifugation.
　　 Yes, it is centrifugation. In my mind, I recall the scene of blood burning while escaping in the centrifugal hands, throwing out the coagulation spear to trigger the scene of self-detonation...
The blood in 　　's body seemed to be ignited, and a kind of unshakable sharpness emerged from his body. This was an unstoppable decisive event. At this moment, Ouyang Ming remembered the words he saw, that there was still life in the sky, and that there was no possibility for the sky.
　　 He shouted and said, "What is the only idea, everything is broken, only I have a thought!"
　　 The moment the sound came in, the large characters in the spiritual world turned into a golden light, printed in Ouyang Ming's soul.
　　He only felt a tingling in the spiritual world, and faint.
　　 When he opened his eyes, he came to a mountain top, and in front of him was a sea of ​​corpses. A young man dressed in white was riding a white horse, holding a jug in his left hand and a long sword in his right hand, and blood kept falling along the long sword. Behind him, there are corpses of heights of ten or so, piled with dense human heads, like hills, with extremely fierce expressions and more terrifying expressions, as if they had seen incredible things before they died. In front of him, there are countless spirit beasts and human races, their faces are dignified, at least there are tens of thousands, the breath is extremely powerful, and the ones who cultivate the lowest are all reaching the realm of the Venerable.
　　This should be the inherited memory hidden in the ideology? Ouyang Ming glanced at him, and said inwardly that he looked away.
The man in white took a sip of wine and whispered: "Is it over? You want to leave me with such a person? Is it too delusional?" The voice was plain and plain, telling the facts, precisely because of this, it brought The shock of it is simply unimaginable. It seems that if he says he can't stay, then he can't stay. He hung the gourd on his belt, his face comfortable, and he saw no worries.
　　 "Hmm, look for death! The strong Phoenix people will come in a while, you can't walk away!" someone shouted.
　　 "Oh, is it?" The man in white chuckled softly, his fingers flicked, and a wind popped from his fingertips. The speed was so extreme that it directly shattered the speaker's heart. He stretched out his hand, a powerful suction burst out, grabbed the person directly in his hand, cut off his head, and threw his head on the hill where the heads were stacked like a garbage.
　　 Those who saw this scene had only one idea in their hearts, that is overbearing, indescribable overbearing.
　　The man in white chuckled, and the white man rode a white horse, and walked towards the crowd. Every step, the tens of thousands of people in the front stepped back, shouldering their shoulders, carrying the world, and pressing down everyone's momentum.
　　 "Together, kill this dragon, if he is gone, with the spirit of his eyes, everyone who comes today will be as good as death!" A Tsing Yi man growled.
　　 "Well, I don't believe it. We have so many masters, we can't hold him back. As long as the Phoenix clan comes, even if he is strong, he will only fall. We are already on the line, we have to send it, we have to shoot!"
　　 This voice spread, and immediately got the support of many people present, all took out magic weapon flying sword, swarmed up, a tragic breath followed.
　　The white man's eyes were cold and he smiled and said, "You don't even know how far away you are from me."
With a light toe, I jumped up, and a magnificent momentum swept through the eight wildernesses, a golden light burst out of my eyes, and my hands pinched the tactics as if flying, whispering: "The only way is to destroy the stars, when you think about it, everything is dry. "The words did not fall, the golden light burst out in his eyes, and the whole world was completely diffused.
The tyrannical spiritual power flooded into the golden light, turned into a golden storm, and rolled forward, wherever the space was crazed, it really needs to be described, just like a pounding hammer hitting on porcelain, because The power contained is too great, there are countless mottled white spots.
　　 Under a single blow, these tens of thousands of people were half less.
　　 The earth is red with blood, and it can even be described as blood flowing into a river.
　　 As soon as he was dressed in white, he didn't even have a mess of hair, and he slowly fell on the white horse and sat down.
　　 is full of broken limbs and broken arms. He rode a white horse and walked forward. No one dared to stop it. What is overbearing, this is overbearing.
　　 At this time, a humming sound came from the sky, the wind and clouds reversed, and the color of the world changed.
　　 "It is indeed a dragon clan who cultivated mindfulness to Dacheng, and nourish his dominance with kingliness. It is really extraordinary." When the words spread to the four sides, a hundred-foot-long phoenix struck from the sky. His feathers are gorgeous and colorful, as if all the luck in the world is condensed, gorgeous and unmatched, reflecting the sky brilliantly and radiantly.
　　The white man's eyes also became dignified.
"Om..." There was a long roar, the fog within a hundred miles of the whole circle was reversed, the peaks were broken, the man in white turned into a golden dragon, rising from the sky, he was all the most sacred gold, and became the only color in this world. , All the light was pressed down. Under this long roar, the space in front of him was like a thin and dense trace drawn by countless blades, broken by inches, and rolled away against the Phoenix.
　　One dragon and one phoenix, fighting in the sky.
　　 The foreground image suddenly fluctuated sharply, and all the pictures ended.
　　Ouyang Ming returned to an ordinary small courtyard in Qixingzong, the moonlight was cold, and the light came in from the window. The light in his eyes was shining brightly, and the dark path in his heart, it turned out to be the only decision.
　　Everything in the world, life and death, all in one thought.
　　The thoughts moved slightly, and he gathered his breath, but this time, he fell into silence before he died.
　　The method of cultivation of mindfulness decision became countless avenues entrenched in Ouyang Ming's mind, it came into being, and there was no obstruction at all. An overbearing intention slowly emerged from him, and the understanding of mindfulness determination became deeper and deeper.
　　 Suddenly, he gathered his breath, his throat moved, and a strange voice spit out.
This is the only way to reach Xiaocheng, this is the voice of the devil~EbookFREE.me~ And at the moment when the sound spreads, it seems that even the gentle breeze blowing outside the window has stopped, and What this voice passed through produced a tearing power that shocked Ouyang Ming, and seemed to be able to tear up everything in this world.
　　 Ouyang Ming opened his eyes and closed with delight.
　　 secretly said that although the mindfulness is only a small success, but if unexpectedly, suddenly roaring the voice of the gods and demons, even against the peak spirit, it also has a magical effect to establish the victory.
　　 Of course, what Ouyang Ming expects more is when the mindfulness is determined to achieve maximum success.
　　But he saw that the white man used the mindfulness decision to gather his energy, and killed tens of thousands of people with one blow.
And he possesses the unique spiritual world of the Feng nationality, and the mindfulness just happens to be based on spiritual power. The stronger the spiritual power, the stronger the attack power. If Ouyang Ming can use the mindfulness and the unique spiritual world of the Phoenix, Cooperating with each other, what kind of glory can this dragon clan secret bloom in his hands?
　　Thinking of this, Ouyang Ming also had shortness of breath, and wished for a long cry.
　　 took a deep breath, Ouyang Ming forcibly suppressed the idea, and continued to speculate carefully.
　　 Ouyang Ming's current combat power is enough to defeat the ordinary peak spirits, even if they are inherited peak spirits, he can handle it calmly. In any case, in the spirit world can be regarded as a master. ...
　　
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