Boom…
Boom…
Boom…
Xia Ji clearly felt the beating of every nerve in his head and the transmission of every piece of information. At the same time, his goal was clearly reflected in his mind.
Ding!
[Kuroshio Mission 1-In-depth investigation of abnormal events in the sect] has been completed.
You can take Miaomiao out for three months and have three Miaomiao meal tickets.
Ding!
[Black Tide Mission 2 - Waiting to Come] is now open.
Mission Overview: You have made a great wish to wish the souls of the dead in the sky to rest in peace, so you chose to put your name on the true inscription. At the same time, a secret connection between you and the superior being of Kuroshio has also been established.
When this being comes, will your consciousness be assimilated by Him, or will you still be able to fulfill your wishes as an independent individual? There is no time limit and it can happen at any time, so please stay vigilant at all times.
Task rewards: It’s really hard to reward yourself…
Mission penalty: This series of missions is closed.
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It has been more than a month since Xia Ji returned to the Church of Death.
He also figured out that as long as no resentful masters and time travelers intervened, the fighting between monks and resentful spirits would still be in the category of normal calamity, but this calamity was only intensified.
The monks can independently kill the monks who have merged with the resentful spirits, and practice is to improve in many difficulties, and to escape from death.
He will maintain a reasonable, relatively fair, and promising environment, but if the difficulty of the environment increases, he will not ask more questions.
The complainer who has self-awareness and the time-traveler who has an invasion mission are no longer fair, and there is no hope. If they appear, he will stop them.
Think of it as protecting the human world.
In fact, we can't even talk about it in the human world. At the moment, it's just Yanzhou.
When Xia Ji was thinking about it, a "wuwu" sound came from the small charcoal stove in the corner of the courtyard, and white steam was already coming out of the big kettle. He stood up to get the newly boiled water and sprinkled a few slices of green tea on it. He filled the cup, then sat in the pavilion where the snow was falling, covering the side of the cup with his hands.
"Regardless of the Ancient Lord or the Wild Lord, if they want to assimilate me, they will use a mixture of spiritual power and karma to impact me. In other words, I need to strengthen my practice of these two powers from now on in order to be able to compete with the unknown in the black tide. exist in the future battle."
He took a sip of tea and murmured to himself, "If there is no power, then the wish is a joke. Although mental power will play a big role in this process, it still needs to be turned into actual power.
The so-called realm is just a measure of the level of cultivation of ordinary monks, but in this mysterious and mysterious world where no one has set foot, I have no reference.
How I wish I could practice some kind of skill and make rapid progress and solve all problems, but this is a real world and there will never be such a skill.
The future is uncertain…”
He sighed, "Lonely..."
"Karma, I can accumulate it by enlightening living beings and bearing their karma. What about spiritual power? How can I step into this mysterious and dark area
I have practiced many methods in the past, such as the Three Generations of Zen, but now that I look at it, it is not worthy of the name. I have said what I mean by sticking to the ten realms and cannot make any progress. It is obviously not a real powerful inheritance. There are still many things here. If you have doubts, don’t think about it first.
So…
In the final analysis, spiritual strength is actually an attitude towards life and a strength gained over time.
The king of a country may be as timid as a mouse, but a dog-slaughterer can draw his sword and live and die. When faced with difficulties and obstacles, some will choose to retreat, some will choose to continue moving forward, some will retreat after halfway forward, and some will see others If you retreat, you will also retreat. Some people keep going forward but die. Some people reach the end and think they have won. Some people reach the end and relax and then return to the starting point.
Spiritual power is not actual power, but power born from the power of the mind as the seed. "
Xia Ji suddenly remembered a sentence written in the "Tao Te Ching" in his previous life, and murmured:
"The greatest good is like water. Water benefits all things without fighting. It is disliked by everyone, so it is close to the Tao."
For a moment, he closed his eyes and made a decision in his heart.
At this moment, a figure tiptoed from the shadows, came behind Xia Ji, and then suddenly stretched out its two small hands.
Xia Ji felt that his eyes were blocked by ten little fingers and felt cold.
Immediately afterwards, a bird chirped from behind him, "Uncle always goes out alone and never takes others with him."
Xia Ji didn't know why Miaomiao changed her name again. Anyway, she just did whatever she wanted, she could shout whatever she wanted.
Xia Ji grabbed her hands and said, "If I were to remain anonymous and walk in the world, my life would not be so comfortable. Are you willing to come with me?"
Miaomiao continued to use the voice of a bird and said crisply: "Wherever you go, I will go. In the past, I lived this kind of life. I can even take you to see my secret garden."
Xia Ji felt warm in his heart, so he grabbed the cold little hands that were covering his eyes, and pulled Miaomiao to sit in his arms. However, as soon as Miaomiao sat down, she blushed and jumped up again, and then ran away.
Xia Ji didn't chase him, but looked into the distance and thought.
This time, he only brought Miaomiao and no one else, not even Nian Ying.
Because he himself didn’t know whether he would be assimilated by an existence at the level of the “Ancient Lord” or the “Desolate Lord”…
And if he is assimilated, his temperament will probably change drastically. Miaomiao is his own result, and she is destined to be with him. Even if he changes by then, he will still be bound by this cause and effect, but there is no need for others to come. Bear the consequences of a drastic change in your temperament.
Because he couldn't guarantee whether he would kill Nian Ying and Xiao Su if they were by his side at that time.
If it was the Ancient Lord who came, he thought it would be okay.
But if it is the Lord of Desolation, he has no chance of winning.
If it was the Lord of Catastrophe whose probability was extremely low, he would have already lost.
If it is the virtual master who wins the big prize, he will be completely defeated.
This is a last-ditch battle.
But if we seek to make further progress, how can we be foolproof
Time waits for no one, how can it wait for you indefinitely
While he was thinking about it, he saw a turtle dove landing in a corner of the ice and snow, shivering as if it was about to die...
He smiled and raised his hand, and the almost frozen turtle dove fell into his palm. With a layer of strong karma fluctuations, the turtle dove had begun to change.
Its body began to regain its vitality, its feathers began to become shiny, and its eyes began to shine, and then turned around, gradually becoming confused, and then curious, staring at Xia Ji.
Xia Ji pointed at the center of the turtle dove's eyebrows, which had opened its spiritual wisdom, and passed some information into its mind in the form of an initiation. Then he said warmly: "Don't do evil, just go ahead."
The turtle dove seemed to have wisdom in its eyes, but it was more filled with irresistible naughty energy. It was a little reluctant to part with it, but after looking at this novel world, it finally fluttered its wings and flew to the snowy sky, landing halfway. On the black tile wall of the courtyard, he bowed in the direction of Xia Ji again and looked at him eagerly.
Xia Jidao: "The world is big, go and see it."
The turtle dove understood what he said, and then reluctantly flew away.