Chapter 204: An Qisheng's rich spiritual world

After acquiring the inheritance of Wang Yangming's mind, An Qisheng's learning of anything has been much faster.

I fully developed his amazing talents above the spirit.

After entering the Jiufu Realm, whether it was Wang Quan Lao Dao's nameless boy gong, or later dragon-and-tiger pure yang, Dao Soul Seduction, Tian Yi Dao Jing could be learned once, and there was almost no obstacle.

The Ferris Wheel is naturally no exception.

Even, because of his numerous dreaming experiences, the practice of this ferris wheel is much faster than other martial arts!

In just two months, he has broken the triple state of 'seeing people', 'seeing me', 'seeing all beings', and stepping into the fourth level of 'seeing the world' in the Ferris Wheel!

Hey ~

An Qisheng tapped his finger on the desktop.

Substantial ripples splashed where his fingers meet the table, spreading out like a circle of heart.

似 It seems that the space where it is turned into water!

Ripple echoes with the sound waves on this 'water surface'.

"this is......."

The bead stagnated in the palm of the old monk.

The body shape of the old Taoist priests just outside his arm suddenly rises up and gets bigger and wrong. The old Taoist priests have not changed, but they are shrinking and becoming smaller.

He was actually drawn into the spiritual world by him?

The old monk shook his face, and the beads made by the monk relic in his hand were almost crushed.

Suddenly, the old monk suddenly stood up, and the beads in his palm suddenly brightened.

Humming ~

It is like a small sun rising.

纵 But even if the light shines, the infinite light and heat instantly penetrate the four sides, but the ripples that slowly echo are spreading freely.

Even when the light and heat exploded, the diffusion became more turbulent.

Separated from him, his taller figure seemed to be in another dimension of space, without being affected in the slightest.

"how can that be!"

There was a shock on the old monk's deep wrinkled face.

这一 The string of beads in his palm was created by the relics left behind by the ancient monks of Zhuanlun Temple, and it is the foundation of his desire to see the veins further!

Similarly, it is also an important reliance on him to be able to motivate the spiritual world with his vitality.

Able to magnify his ‘God’ several times, and has a very powerful breaking effect on all spiritual magic.

曾经 He used this treasure to take a note from Bailian Mozong's palm to teach Mrs. Bailian 'Vacuum Hometown'.

But at this moment, did not break the spiritual world of the old Taoist priest?

This old Taoist actually learned the runner method, and he learned more deeply than himself?

how can that be?

As if the flames were burning, the shocked face of the old monk was reflected.

"Don't think about it!"

The surging spirit was suppressed by him instantly. The old monk sat down between his sleeves, his eyes closed, and the prayer beads were chanted in soft golden light.

He has perfected the revolving method for decades, and he knows more about the powerful mental fighting method.

If it is not good, he will break his soul and die, so that even the teacher's runner King Buddha Kingdom cannot enter.

"Concentrate, is it useful?"

Luan Qisheng's eyes were falling, overlooking the small old monk like an ant above the ground.

Crackling ~

He slowly raised his hand and tapped his fingers lightly.

Humming ~

The pure and vast spiritual power is like a sudden uproar over the surging rivers and seas, which instantly wiped out the spiritual world framed by the old monk and completely drowned it.

Since he began practicing the Ferris Wheel, he thought about how he would structure his own spiritual world.

In the past, the big devil framed the blood sea hell, but everyone who was drawn into it often endured thousands of tortures in the world, breaking the enemy's spirit with the most severe punishment.

To achieve the effect of thoroughly enemies' spirit and soul.

But for him as a man, he has gone through two eras of information explosion, but this is too pediatric.

Just so, what's the point?

If you want to kill, the fists are enough, to kill, and the destruction of the body is enough, why do you have to spend a lot of time with this wheel of rotation?

Xun Yi, at the beginning of his practice, he had countless thoughts on how to make the most of this Ferris Wheel.

After a few months of thinking, he finally saw a prototype.

This old monk is here, it is just right, I can just experiment one or two.

Hey lala ~

的 While the rolling tide of spirits flooded everything, the old monk opened his eyes in shock.

I was beaten out of my state of mind.

Suddenly his heart trembled, he suddenly found that he was standing on a square like a white jade.

At the infinite height, two sun-like eyes are flowing downward:

"Welcome to.......

my world! "

Boom!

I am as if the sound of sky is roaring. The old monk just felt the shock of my heart, and I did n’t know where he was.

The next moment, he was completely drowned out of his spirit.

When I opened my eyes again.

What caught my eye was an old walled house, a mottled roof, and a big, unpredictable, rough face that caught my eyes.

who am I?

This is where?

Who are they?

"This child is a bit ugly ..."

"Newborn children are so crumpled."

"Grow up just fine ..."

He never heard it, but the words that he understood naturally sounded in his ear.

He turned his neck hard to look, it was a woman with a tired and loving face leaning on the couch.

"Dalang is watching me!"

The woman smiled weakly and looked at the man:

"Wu Lang, you haven't named your child yet."

"Where can I get a name if I don't know a few characters? Wait for some money to come and ask a gentleman to give a name."

The man hesitated for a moment and then said:

"Let ’s call it Dalang now, Wu Dalang ..."

‘Wu Da Lang ....’

There was a trace of sleepiness in his spirit, and he fell asleep.

........

It is not only pain that can break the spirit, there are many ways.

In the depths of a shimmering soul, a picture of the Tao blooms under the radiance of water.

Luan Qisheng slowly flipped a white jade scroll in his hand, and as his mind turned, the images in the scroll constantly changed.

He is not enough to outline a perfect world with his current spiritual state.

In fact, even the former skyscraper is not enough to outline a complete world.

Da Ferris also knew this, so he just outlined a sea hell, and tortured the enemy's soul and spirit simply and brutally.

If the enemy collapses, he will use his imagination to rewrite his soul and tamper with his memory.

即便 Even if the enemy has passed by, it will inevitably suffer indelible damage.

Because of spiritual confrontation, it is a loss of ‘God’. After heavy damage, it is naturally simple to want to kill.

But because of being too single, when it comes to people who really don't put pain in their hearts and are extremely firm, they can easily suffer a big loss.

This is also the reason why he was beheaded by the Lord of the Sparrows.

With such a lesson learned, An Qisheng has more consideration of his own spiritual world. At this time, he is not enough to outline a complete spiritual world, and he does not want to outline a penalty that has no potential as a skyscraper. Ground.

It's very simple, first outline a corner, see small as big, and you can improve step by step.

"The old monk's mind is indeed firm, and his spirit is rare and pure, at least it can support it for a longer time ..."

Luan Qisheng looked at the scroll.

In his present spirit, it is natural and simple to defeat the old monk with such a spirit, but such a simple and rude means is too wasteful of such a precious experiment.

With the spiritual power of the old monk, I was able to persist for a long time.

However, An Qisheng is not in a hurry. The two people he lacked most were ‘stories’ one by one.

But this is no rush.

的 The rolling and polishing of each other's spirits has great benefits to their own spirits.

It's a pity that even if he didn't want to easily obliterate the spirit of this old monk, but in his spiritual world, even if he didn't do anything, he would be consumed.

I have the physical body to rely on, and the energy can be replenished.

The old monk who had severed the connection between his body and his spirit, but his spirit could only become weaker and weaker until he was completely destroyed.

Purr ~

On the official path shining by the light, An Qisheng slowly opened his eyes.

Before the Eunuch Road, it was empty. Where were any tea house guests and horse goods?

He has only one hand folded, the old monk standing in the middle of the official road.

Everything is an illusion.

"Spiritual duel is far more dangerous than head-to-head killing."

Luan Qisheng slowly exhaled a spit.

发现 When the old monk first appeared, he found out, and at that time, he was still a mile away, and at this time, he was no more than ten feet away.

精神 The mental confrontation between the two seemed slow, but it was just a few snaps of time.

I really want to be affected by the spirit in the face-to-face decisive battle.

However, his ‘God’ is stronger than that old monk, and there is still more than three points left in the duel, that is, the old monk has not been enveloped by his spiritual world, nor can he hurt him.

But if it is a few months ago that his five internal organs and meridians have not yet condensed and met this old monk at that time, it is really a deer who has died, it is not known yet.

The old monk clasped his hands on the official path, and the breeze swayed his monk's robe, as if there was no difference.

But in his deep eye sockets, his eyes were dangled, and he lost all the colors ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The badness of runner law, and he had the courage to show it off. "

He whispered to himself, and An Qisheng picked up the string of relic beads from his hands.

The monk at the Zhuanzhuan Temple is famous for having no body. This old monk is even more so. In addition to this string of beads, it is also worth a little bit of money.

"It's a prototype of a magic soldier, but it's not suitable for me."

Luan Qisheng gathered up the beads and walked past the old monk, facing the breeze towards the distance.

Purr ~

Behind him, a ray of fire roamed like a snake, and devoured the old monk as a whole.

Under the light and shadow, the torch was burning on the official road.

Sting until it burns to ashes.