Mind Cultivation Record

Xiao Mian was still shocked and confused until he returned to his quiet room.

"Using your own body to make swords! I didn't expect that in this period of the end of your cultivation, you would still have such a pure swordsmanship. It's rare! What a pity..."

"Refining the sword with his own body? Is it possible that Jing Chu, like senior Wu Lieyang, used his own energy to refining the Wushang Sword?"

"There are differences again! Wu Lieyang unilaterally strengthened the Star Magnetic Divine Sword, and Jing Chu, as he said, assimilated the Wushang Sword!" Seeing that Xiao Mian seemed to understand but not understand, Guitou simply pointed out: "From now on, the Wushang Sword and Jingchu will be one and the same. The Wushang Sword is Jingchu, and Jingchu is the Wushang Sword. Where the sword is, the person is there! The sword dies and the person dies!"

"This... could it be that what I said that day misled Jing Chu?"

"It can't be said to be misleading! After all, you are right, but any tangible weapon is destined to be destroyed one day. It was through this that Jing Chu became enlightened, and then he integrated the spirituality of Wuxi Sword into his body and soul. , thus forming the status quo of body and sword integration. You don’t have to worry too much! It’s not like no one practiced swords like this countless years ago! And as long as they can succeed, all of them will be peerless sword masters!

"Just what?"

"The Wushang Sword has become ethereal, and it is no longer possible to strengthen it on any material level! However, Jing Chu is the Wushang Sword, and if Jing Chu is strong, the Wushang Sword is strong. If you want to continuously improve the power of the Wushang Sword, you need to start from Jingchu needs to work hard..." After pondering for a moment, Guitou Haosheng said: "I want to extract some chapters from "The Curse of Ten Thousand Poisons" and compile it into a "Golden Curse" and send it to Jingchu. What do you think? how?"

""Golden Curse"? What does it do?"

"The "Golden Curse" allows Jing Chu's physical body to continuously absorb metal spiritual materials. While enhancing the power of Wushang Sword, it can also strengthen Jing Chu's physical body!"

"It's such a good thing, the troublemaker is getting old!"

"Don't be too happy yet! The "Ten Thousand Poisons Curse" is the secret technique of body refining of the ancient witch clan. Is it possible to make up the "Golden Curse" or not? That is to get the "Golden Curse". During practice, The pain is no less than when you are refining your body!"

"..., I believe in Jing Chu!"

"Forget it! I just want to help him because of how persistent he is in practicing swordsmanship. I'll just do my best and listen to fate..."

"Thank you, Mr. Ghost!"

After that, Guitou was free to tinker with the "Golden Curse".

Xiao Mian thought for a while and felt that Jing Chu's current situation was not necessarily a bad thing. If the "Golden Curse" really supplemented it, Jing Chu's achievements would be limitless.

Xiao Mian shook his head and focused on his practice.

Since entering Tianxia City this time, Xiao Mian has been practicing the "Ten Thousand Poison Curse" almost non-stop. Xiao Mian not only retrained the Soul-Eating Finger, but also practiced the Ten Thousand Poison Finger.

In terms of body refining, Xiao Mian's progress is already a bit ahead of schedule.

Because of this, Xiao Mian planned to practice the other two meridians.

It's okay to say that the God Refining lineage is just practicing the "Soul Separation and Soul Separation Technique".

In the qi training line, Xiao Mian tempered his true energy over and over again, and at the same time, he continued to refine his five elements of divine light.

In his spare time, Xiao Mian would even take out the "Sanqing Bible" and look at it carefully.

Suddenly one day, Xiao Mian's heart moved.

Xiao Mian took out a volume of ancient books from the white jade flying pendant.

Looking at the four small words "Yuqing Bible" written on the slightly yellowed book, Xiao Mian's expression was full of reminiscence...

This volume of "Yu Qing Bible" was the item that Xiao Mian spent on a low-grade spiritual stone when he participated in the auction in Lingchuanfang City for the first time that day.

It was precisely because of this volume of "Yu Qing Bible" that Xiao Mian formed a good relationship with the scholar who was an auctioneer at the time.

Only then did the ancient temple come to the rescue, and only then did Xiao Mian's Xuanfeng Sword come into being.

If this volume of "Yuqing Bible" is Xiao Mian's most successful investment since he began to practice Taoism, it would not be wrong...

Xiao Mian now took out this volume of "Yuqing Bible". Naturally, he not only wanted to recall the past, but also recalled Chi Lianxia's unintentional words that day.

The seller who auctioned this volume of "Yuqing Bible" was absolutely certain that this volume of "Yuqing Bible" was an heirloom of their family.

Xiao Mian kept it in mind that day, not wanting to have the time to explore the mystery until today...

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Mian slowly opened the volume of "Yuqing Bible".

At first, Xiao Mian just recited it silently, but gradually he began to recite it quietly.

"The wonder of Tao Qi is that its method is divine. All phenomena in the world are born from Yuan Qi, and there is not a single thing that is free from Yuan Qi. ... When Qi is gained, it exists, and when Qi is lost, it perishes. Those who survive cannot die, and those who die cannot live. If there is clear and turbid qi, things will be different. Those who obey the turbid qi will live, and those who control the turbid qi will kill people. The clear qi will be the sky, and the turbid qi will be the earth."

In the end, Xiao Mian forgot his original intention and was completely immersed in the mysterious and mysterious realm of reciting the "Yuqing Bible"...

I don’t know how many days or nights passed, or how many times I recited it.

Suddenly one day, Xiao Mian trembled all over.

"Although Tao exists, it can be empty. Although the body exists, it can be nonexistent. It can be empty and nonexistent. This is called Tao."

As soon as the words were spoken, Xiao Mian remained silent.

The entire quiet room fell into silence.

Only Xiao Mian's own heartbeat beat slightly after a long interval.

Breathing in and out, contracting and releasing, between the clear and turbid, Xiao Mian felt enlightenment in his heart.

Although the "Yu Qing Bible" repeatedly emphasizes that Qi can be divided into pure and turbid Qi, Xiao Mian feels that it may not be as simple as written in the text.

It is said that clean air rises and turbid air sinks, but what about this human world?

Obviously, the two qi, clear and turbid, are by no means all that the "Yu Qing Bible" intends to describe.

It is said that Tao gives birth to one, gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things.

Xiao Mian keenly felt that if he could grasp the things in the "Jade Purity Bible" that were beyond the pure and turbid air, it might be the moment of his enlightenment!

It's easier said than done, so Xiao Mian had to explore slowly.

After that, for more than two months, Xiao Mian found nothing!

If it weren't for Xiao Mian, he would have polished the true essence, blood-refined Five Spirit Swords, and occasionally painted some talismans. Two months of work was wasted in this way, and it was really not worth the gain.

But on this day, Hu Xiner knocked on Xiao Mian's door.

"Miss Third, is there something wrong?"

"What? I can't come to you if I have nothing to do?" A pair of spiritual eyes glanced sideways at Xiao Mian, and Hu Xiner said playfully: "Have you forgotten what night it is?"

"Today? What day is today?"

"July 15th—Hungry Ghost Festival!"

"..., the Hungry Ghost Festival is the Hungry Ghost Festival, is there anything strange about it?"

"Ha! I lost to you! Of course you are fine! But our Hu family has something to do! Today is the day for our Hu family to worship their ancestors. Soon, my aunts will be back. Grandpa means to let me come Let me ask you, do you want to stay..."

"No! No! No! It's always inconvenient for outsiders like us to stay here when your Hu family is offering sacrifices to their ancestors, isn't it? Miss Third, wait a moment! I'm leaving now!"

"Hey! You don't have to be in such a hurry to leave..."

Seeing Xiao Mian running away from her, Hu Xiner felt angry and amused at the same time, thinking to herself, are my aunts so scary?

horrible!

Of course it's scary!

Hu Xiner's aunt is just a bunch of thousand-year-old vixens! ?

Think about Chi Mei, and then think about Zi Yue'er. What kind of climate has she not yet become, but she has already caused trouble? The one who can be called Grandma Hu by Hu Xin'er must be some seventh-level transformed demon, Xiao Mian Don't dare to wander around in front of them...

If you accidentally get targeted by that vixen, you will be doomed!

After leaving Hujiazhai, they saw Jingchu and three others. The four of them looked at each other and burst into laughter.

"Huh? Why don't you see Senior Qingqiu come out?"

"You're stupid!" Looking at Kong Yuanren with a puzzled face, Xiao Mian joked: "That Qingqiu Patriarch is actually the Qinghu incarnation. Speaking of which, it seems that he has never heard of any Taoist companions. ? Just take this opportunity to look for it! ”

"Senior Qingqiu is the Supreme Elder of Taoism. Isn't this... not appropriate?"

"Brother Yuan Ren! Do you really take his words seriously?"

But it was Jing Chu who woke up Kong Yuanren.

As for Yin Jiansheng, he has remained silent.

At this moment, the four of them headed towards Tianxia City.

Because it was the Hungry Ghost Festival, the entire Tianxia City was brightly lit.

Before entering Tianxia City, the four people's eyes were attracted by a large river surrounding the walls of Tianxia City. To be more precise, it was the lanterns on the river.

Looking around, the large white river is dotted with lanterns. At a rough count, there are probably not tens of thousands of lanterns.

"You're so good! How many boring people are there..."

Just as Xiao Mian said this, he suddenly felt a wave of hostility rushing towards him.

Looking back following the hostility, he saw a young monk who was only in the Qi training period, glaring at him with unabashed anger, his face full of anger.

Could it be that I said something wrong?

After touching his nose, Xiao Mian waved to Xiao Xiu.

"Let me ask you: What is your name?"

"Hmph! How could you, a rude person like you, deserve to know my name?"

"Hey! My cultivation level is not high, my arrogance is not small! How about you tell me where I was rude? If you are right, I will apologize to you, okay?"

Xiao Mian's words not only stunned the little cultivator, but also Jing Chu and the others were quite confused: What does it matter to a mere minor cultivator in the Qi training period?

"You really don't know the legend of Miluo River?"

"Miluo River? Is this Miluo River?"

This time, Xiao Mian was really interested.

"..., you are foreigners? No wonder!"

At that moment, Na Xiaoxiu talked about a legend...

It is said that hundreds of years ago, a black dragon appeared in the Miluo River. The black dragon did evil things, but it was so profound that no one could control it.

At this moment, a woman in white floated over.

The woman in white clothes was transformed into a white dragon, and she fought with the black dragon. Although she successfully suppressed the black dragon in the end, the woman in white clothes also died.

After that, the originally dark Miluo River turned into a white streak...