Monk Kongni, who swallows Dao spirits to solidify the incense world, needs a lot of incense souls, but this world is only external. Only after reaching the empty spiritual cultivation level, can the incense world and oneself be merged together. Oneself is the heaven and earth, which makes many incense souls worship oneself, thus possessing the supreme magical powers in the self heaven and earth.
In the four states of emptiness, it is extremely difficult for each level to be raised, especially the perfection of the ethereal to the emptiness, it is even more difficult. What it needs is not the incense realm, but the source of the emptiness!
The origin is divided into the real and the imaginary. For example, the five elements of thunder and fire are all the origins of reality. This kind of origin is visible and relatively easy to obtain. It does not require much insight. It only needs to integrate many of the same kind. Slowly let the source come true.
In this regard, Wang Lin's origins of flame and thunder were so great.
But among the origins, there is another kind of origin, such as cause and effect, life and death, true and false. It can't be seen, only sentimental. This kind of origin is extremely difficult to achieve, because it cannot be merged and can only be understood.
The reason why there are not many monks Kongxuan, the inside and outside of the world are added together, and there are only a dozen of millions or more monks. The main point is the difficulty of the virtual origin.
If there is a virtual origin when stepping into the third step, then there will be a lot of bottlenecks in the time of Kong Xuan, but after all, when the empty door is blasted, there are too few people with the virtual origin. In this way, If you want to reach the Kong Xuan realm, you need to re-understand the virtual origin, or grabbing, or self-enlightenment.
Although it is difficult to obtain the origin after the third step, many strange people and strangers have appeared in the past countless years, and they slowly came up with a method.
This method is very strange, but it has witnessed that the wisdom of the monks is very similar in many cases. Their method is to let the countless people of incense practice in their own incense world. These people of incense, in these With the help of great power, the speed of cultivation will increase by leaps and bounds, and the cycle of mountains and rivers will appear in the world of incense. In this way, the people of incense will not even know where they are. It is just an illusory world.
Based on this, let these incense people gain the power that even their cultivation base is illusory, and let them give birth to the people of the virtual origin by themselves for countless years.
Once the virtual origins appear, they will be swallowed away by the power that raised them immediately and become a part of themselves. Because all of this is illusory, and because these people of incense are part of their respective powerful bodies, this swallowing is extremely perfect.
Similarly, because even the cultivation base of these incense people is illusory, even when they walk out of their respective powerful incense circles, they will lose all their power and become ordinary people.
In these countless years, there have been people who have sought to find out whether the world in which they live is also a powerful existence in the incense world, but there is no answer to this.
The only verification point is that when you walk out of this world, if all your cultivation bases dissipate and become a mortal, then it is enough to show that your own existence is just an incense.
But if after stepping out, the cultivation base remains unchanged, it means everything, all is true!
Wang Lin walked in the starry sky of the Zhaohe Starfield, with his divine consciousness retracted from the head he grabbed with his right hand. The moment he grabbed the head before, he performed the soul search technique, and obtained from the middle-aged man. A lot of memories.
At this moment, the right hand was thrown back, and there was another one in the tens of thousands of heads behind Wang Lin. This was the first three-step mighty power among these nearly ten thousand cultivators, but it was by no means the last.
Zhaohe star field, there is no power at this moment, even if there is, it will only increase the soul of the dead, Wang Lin walks forward, and he sweeps Zhaohe like a Changhong.
All the cultivation stars he walked through were bloody storms, like a violent wind sweeping leaves, lifting countless heads and merging behind him.
The cultivating stars and the garrison positions of the monks outside the boundaries often flashed in white clothes when the call of death came. As Wang Lin walked step by step, the number of heads behind him became more and more, ten thousand, Fifteen thousand, twenty thousand... until the number of those heads reached nearly fifty thousand!
Fifty thousand heads, simple to say, but in fact, if you see it with your own eyes, it is enough to shake the minds of all cultivators. This is not simply the number of killings, and it is impossible to see carefully. These are the real heads, the thick ones. Bloody, you can smell it even from a long distance!
When Situ Nan and the thousands of monks came to Zhaohe, what they saw was the return of Zhaohe without a monk from outside the world! As they walked past the cultivation stars that were stained red with blood, one after another, cultivator Zhaohe joined in, followed Wang Lin's far away footsteps, and whizzed forward.
Wang Lin is at the front and they are at the back. Although there is an endless starry sky between them, Wang Lin's existence is like the head of a sharp sword. Everyone will walk together wherever it points!
The divine consciousness was withdrawn from the entire Zhaohe star field, and after confirming that there was no outsider cultivator here, Wang Lin took the nearly 50,000 heads behind him, and when the 50,000 heads screamed screaming at the same time, he stepped in when the world was shaking. Sea of clouds!
The Yunhai Star Territory was the front line of the Great War. There were a large number of monks from both sides who died here. As soon as he stepped into this area, Wang Lin faintly felt that countless souls seemed to exist, and he let out a roar.
He closed his eyes and opened them sharply after feeling for a moment, his eyes revealed murderous intent, and he stepped forward, with fifty thousand heads floating behind him, looking from a distance like a sea of human heads, shocking.
"Fifty thousand heads can form a life-and-death formation!" As Wang Lin moved forward, most of the floating continents that existed in the cloud sea star field at this moment have collapsed and fell apart, and the scene is no longer there.
Those continents that existed were largely occupied by outside monks. These outside monks lived in the sea of clouds for a long time, and because the sea of clouds was the front line of the war that year, there were almost no monks in the world, and all of them died.
The entire sea of clouds has completely become a fief outside the world!
Wang Lin’s divine consciousness spread, and instantly enveloped the entire sea of clouds. Within his divine consciousness, everything in the sea of clouds clearly emerged in his mind. Looking at the sea of clouds that had already lost his familiarity, Wang Lin’s anger was in his heart. , Like the roar of a storm.
The spread of his divine consciousness did not hide the slightest, but in a domineering way, he informed all the monks outside the realm in this sea of clouds of his coming.
Within his divine consciousness, the cultivators who were stationed on the continent awakened from meditation. In the shock, they all raised their heads and looked to the sky. A feeling of frightening and throbbing quickly grew in their minds.
Wang Lin's divine consciousness swept across the sea of clouds like a big wave, like a continuous heavy cone, banging loudly in the hearts of all the monks outside the boundary.
In the depths of the sea of clouds, there is a rare cultivating star. This star was originally the gate of the Po Tianzong, but now it has become a ruin. Endless blue-purple seagrass grows on this ground, about a hundred meters high, far away. Look, it's like this cultivation star has grown hair.
The entire cultivation star was completely filled with this endless purple seaweed. In the center of this cultivation star, among the endless seaweed, there is a huge branch about several tens of meters thick, that is a big purple flower!
It is about a thousand feet tall, very conspicuous among the countless seaweeds, as if those seaweeds were born because of it, the flower did not bloom, but there was a flower bone flower about ten meters in size at the top.
The flower bone is round, and the inside is faintly transparent. There is a woman sitting cross-legged. This woman is very beautiful. She is dressed in Tsing Yi and sits cross-legged.
A breath of the mid-stage of the third step Kongni slowly radiated from the flower bone, and the moment Wang Lin's divine consciousness swept across this cultivation star, the woman in the flower bone suddenly opened her eyes.
There was a hint of shock in his eyes, and as his eyes opened, the endless seaweed on the cultivation star squirmed.
Far away from this comprehension star, in the fog of the sea of clouds that connected to the outside world, there is a floating continent. There are countless outside cultivators on this continent. They are flying rapidly in the room, slowly moving a block of big rocks, and forming one. Huge temple.
This temple already has a rudimentary form, and there is a statue on it. Behind this statue are two huge black wings. The appearance of the statue reveals a majesty in its hideousness.
The statue engraved is not a person, but a huge bat beast!
On top of this statue, there is an old man in a red robe sitting cross-legged. The mark on the eyebrows of this old man is also a black bat! The moment Wang Lin's consciousness swept over here, the old man opened his eyes in amazement, stood up abruptly, looked at the sky, his expression paled suddenly.
At the same time, in the Naluotian Star Territory, at this moment, there were hundreds of thousands of outside cultivators, and there were several outside powers, and several of them participated in the siege of Wang Lin's repair!
These hundreds of thousands of outside cultivators were surrounded by layers, and at a glance they were densely packed and occupying the endless starry sky. Each of their expressions contained exhaustion, but the fierceness under exhaustion did not dissipate in the slightest.
Surrounded by these hundreds of thousands of cultivators, is a majestic formation composed of nine hundred and ninety-nine cultivation stars. In that formation, there are some monks in the realm on each cultivation star. They are here, already. Resist fiercely for a long time.
At the very center of this formation, there is a circular altar, which is surrounded by a hazy mist and can only be faintly visible, with a person sitting cross-legged on it.
On a comprehension star, pink clothes fluttering, a woman with an indifferent expression bit her lower lip, her eyes gradually rising in despair.
On the other Cultivation Star, Mu Bing's eyebrows and long hair were tied, and he was dressed in white, with a beautiful face revealing dazedness.
On these cultivation stars, there are figures familiar to Wang Lin, they are here.