Cold moon, cool breeze...
Under the cold moonlight, the earth was bright and clean, and the Seven Star Sect was covered with a layer of sacred brilliance, white light. Especially Lingyuan Lake, not far from Juejian Peak, is shining with silver light, and the spiritual spring is gurgling with spiritual energy.
Ouyang Ming stood on the top of the mountain, looking down into the distance. The breeze blew on his face, blowing away the smell of alcohol on his body, and his eyes gradually regained their clarity.
He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "What happened today? There are so many emotional fluctuations..."
After sitting for a while, he stood up resolutely and walked along the rugged mountain road back to the courtyard. The mixed emotions in his heart had completely dissipated.
That's how people are. Sometimes, they simply can't control their inner emotions, such as greed, anger, ignorance, love and evil, and hatred of separation. This is what humans are. If they can be in a calm and composed state all the time, they are not human. , but a machine.
In the hut, the candlelight flickered, Ouyang Ming roared in his heart, and a line of golden font appeared in the spiritual world again, which was the art of thinking alone.
The last time he practiced the Wei Nian Jue, he failed, but this time, Ouyang Ming's mental power has been greatly improved, and even his cultivation has reached the high level of a spiritual person. It can be said that his whole person has changed completely. .
The text remains the same as last time.
"With one thought, the stars are shattered, with one thought, the rivers and seas dry up, everything in the world is born or prospered, died or destroyed, all in one thought of mine."
Ouyang Ming chuckled and thought to himself, he is really domineering, this method of using kingly aura to nourish domineering aura is really strange.
As soon as the thought came to mind, he fell into it, gathered his energy and breathed it out, and began to practice the first general chapter of the mind-only art, the voice of gods and demons.
He sat cross-legged and intertwined his fingers, forming a strange and ghostly handprint.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths...
After a hundred breaths, there is a buzzing sound in the spiritual world, just like thousands of mosquitoes flapping their wings at the same time, which makes people upset. If you can't control your mind, how can you talk about cultivation
He opened his eyes, with a look of doubt in his eyes.
I secretly wonder in my heart, could it be that the method is wrong? Why can't I even achieve tranquility
Turning his eyes, he dispersed the mind-only art in the spiritual world. In just a moment, his heart was guarding the spiritual platform, as round as one, his energy sank into his heart, his aura dissipated, and he merged into this world, with an area of dozens of feet. Everything inside is under his control. This kind of control is different from the control when arranging the formation. It is not the kind of overbearing that can make the world law with one word, but more meticulous. The wind and grass are moving, and the grass and trees are sprouting, but they cannot escape Ouyang Ming's sense.
He opened his eyes, and the doubt in them became even worse.
How could this... be so strange? Although he didn't succeed in practicing last time, he couldn't even achieve tranquility.
After thinking for a long time, suddenly, a light flashed in his mind, and a word popped out, that was - domineering.
The Wei Nian Jue is a secret method of the Dragon Clan, which is extremely powerful. The most striking characteristic of the Dragon and Phoenix Clan is their domineering, extreme domineering. If Ouyang Ming didn't have the majestic spirit to use the sky as the stars on the chessboard and the earth as the strings of the pipa, how could he have mastered Wei Nian
After understanding the idea, Ouyang Ming immediately figured out the secret. It was as if everything came naturally.
Ouyang Ming did not rush to practice the Wei Nian Jue, but thought of separation.
Yes, it was Li Xin. He recalled in his mind the scene where his blood burned when he escaped from Li Xin's hands, and the scene where he threw the blood-coagulating spear and triggered the self-destruction...
The blood in his body seemed to have been ignited, and a sharpness that was indestructible came out of him. This was an unstoppable determination. At this moment, Ouyang Ming remembered a sentence he had seen: There is still hope for someone who can defy heaven, but it is absolutely impossible for someone to defy me.
He roared loudly and said: "What is a single thought? All things are shattered, but I have only one thought!"
The moment this voice came in, the big characters in the spiritual world turned into a golden light, imprinted in Ouyang Ming's soul.
He only felt a tingling sensation in his spiritual world and felt dizzy.
When he opened his eyes, he had reached the top of a mountain, and in front of him was a mountain of corpses and a sea of bones. A young man dressed in white rode a white horse, holding a wine bottle in his left hand and a long sword in his right hand. Blood kept flowing down the long sword. Behind him, there was a corpse about ten feet high, with human heads piled up densely like a hill next to it. Their expressions were extremely ferocious and horrified, as if they had seen something unbelievable during their lifetime. And directly in front of him, there were countless spiritual beasts and humans with solemn expressions. There were at least tens of thousands of them. Their auras were extremely powerful, and those with the lowest cultivation levels had reached the realm of venerables.
This should be the inherited memory hidden in the Wei Nian Jue? Ouyang Ming glanced at it, thought to himself, and then looked away.
The man in white took a sip of wine and said softly: "Are you done here? With such a small number of people, you want to keep me? Isn't it too wishful thinking?" This voice was flat and told the facts. It was precisely because of this that the The shock was simply unimaginable. It seemed that if he said he couldn't stay, then he definitely wouldn't be able to stay. He hung the gourd on his belt, looking satisfied and showing no trace of worry.
"Hmph, you're looking for death! The strong men from the Phoenix Clan will be here soon. You can't leave!" someone shouted.
"Oh, really?" The man in white chuckled, and with a flick of his fingers, a fingerwind popped out from his fingertips. The speed was extremely fast, and it directly shattered the speaker's heart. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and a powerful suction force burst out. He grabbed the person directly in his hand, cut off his head, and threw the head on the hill of stacked heads like garbage.
People who saw this scene had only one thought in their minds, and that was domineering, unspeakable domineering.
The man in white clothes chuckled lightly. He rode a white horse and walked towards the crowd. Every time he took a step, the tens of thousands of people in front took a step back. He raised his shoulders and lifted up the world, suppressing everyone's momentum.
"Let's take action together to kill this dragon. If he leaves, with his vengeful nature, everyone who comes today will be worse than dead!" A man in green roared in a muffled voice.
"Well, I don't believe it. We have so many masters and we can't hold him back. As long as the strong man from the Phoenix Clan arrives, even if he is strong, he will only fall. We are already on the line and have to take action!"
The sound spread, and immediately gained the support of many people present. They all took out their magical flying swords and swarmed forward, followed by a tragic aura.
The man in white had cold eyes and said with a smile: "You have no idea how big the gap is between you and me."
With a slight tap of his toes, he jumped up, and a majestic momentum swept across the world. A golden light burst out from his eyes, and he made the secrets with his hands like flying. He said in a low voice: "Only read the secret, destroy the stars. Once you think of it, all things will wither." ." Before he finished speaking, golden light burst out from his eyes, completely filling the entire world.
The tyrannical spiritual power filled the golden light and turned into a golden storm, crushing forward. Wherever it passed, cracks appeared in the space. To describe it, it was like a heavy hammer hitting porcelain, because The power contained was too great, and countless mottled white spots appeared.
With one blow, half of these tens of thousands of people were lost.
The earth was stained red with blood, and it could even be described as a river of blood.
He was dressed in white clothes, and even his hair was not messy at all. He slowly landed on the white horse and sat down.
There were stumps and broken arms everywhere. He rode a white horse and walked forward. No one dared to stop him. What does it mean to be domineering? This is domineering.
At this time, there was a phoenix cry in the sky, the wind and clouds reversed, and the color of the world changed.
"As expected of the Dragon Clan who has mastered the art of thinking alone. He nourishes his domineering spirit with his royal aura. He is truly extraordinary." As the words spread in all directions, a hundred-foot-long phoenix came from the sky. His feathers are gorgeous and colorful, as if they have condensed all the luck in the world. They are so gorgeous that they reflect the sky in a colorful and radiant way.
The man in white's eyes also became serious.
"Buzz..." With a long roar, all the mist within a hundred miles turned upside down, the mountain peaks shattered, and the man in white turned into a hundred-foot golden dragon and soared into the sky. His body was covered with the most sacred gold, becoming the only color in the world. Suppressing all the light, under this long roar, the space in front of him was like being made with thin and dense marks by countless blades, shattered inch by inch, and crushed towards the Phoenix.
A dragon and a phoenix fight in the sky.
The scene in front of him suddenly fluctuated violently, and all the scenes ended here.
Ouyang Ming returned to an ordinary small courtyard of the Seven Star Sect. The moonlight was cold and shining through the window. His eyes were shining brightly, and he secretly thought in his heart that this was the only thought technique.
All things in the world, life and death, are all in one thought.
His thoughts moved slightly, he gathered his energy and exhaled. This time, he fell into silence in less than a breath.
The cultivation method of Wei Nian Jue turned into countless avenues entrenched in Ouyang Ming's mind. It came naturally without any obstruction. A domineering intention slowly emerged from him, and his understanding of Wei Nian Jue became deeper and deeper.
Suddenly, he gathered his breath and breathed out, his throat moved, and a strange sound came out.
This is the point where Wei Nian Jue has reached a small level of success, this is the voice of gods and demons. And at the moment when the sound spread, it seemed that even the breeze blowing gently outside the window had stopped, and wherever the sound passed, it produced a tearing force that frightened Ouyang Ming, and it seemed that it could It's like tearing everything in this world to pieces.
Ouyang Ming opened and closed his eyes, filled with joy.
He secretly thought in his mind that even though Wei Nian Jue was only a small success, if the voice of gods and demons suddenly roared out unexpectedly, it would have a magical effect on winning the battle even against a peak spiritual person.
Of course, what Ouyang Ming is looking forward to most is when he reaches great success in the cultivation of Wei Nian Jue.
He saw that the man in white used the mind-only technique to gather energy and exhale, killing tens of thousands of people in one blow.
And he has the unique spiritual world of the Feng Clan, and the Wei Nian Jue happens to be based on mental power. The stronger the mental power, the stronger the attack power. If Ouyang Ming can combine the Wei Nian Jue with the Feng Clan's unique spiritual world, Cooperating with each other, what kind of brilliance can this dragon secret method bloom in his hands
Thinking of this, Ouyang Ming was breathing rapidly and wanted to scream.
Taking a deep breath, Ouyang Ming suppressed the thought and continued to ponder it carefully.
Ouyang Ming's current combat power is enough to defeat ordinary peak spiritual practitioners of casual cultivators. Even peak spiritual practitioners with inheritance can handle it calmly. No matter what, he can be considered a master in the spiritual world.