Mixed Miners

The gods of more than forty road miners sit cross-legged in the spirits, revealing the shadows of the gossip underneath. A large number of spirits wrap the gods in it and keep rolling, and a thick atmosphere continues to spread. come out.

Yang Ling’s knowledge swept to find the plough, and then fell in front of him.

"哗啦~" The spiritual liquid hanging around the omnipotent gods fell, and then slowly opened his eyes and saw Yang Ling, and quickly stood up and handed over: "See the master!"

"Planting friends don't have to be polite, go out with me!" Yang Ling's sleeves flicked out of the tiankeng. Although there was a lot of doubts, it was almost at the same time.

"What is the master's command?" Since the ploughing has been sworn, Yang Ling has now vowed to pay attention to his name.

"Planting friends, you and I don't have to be servant and servant in the future. There are two things to come to you today. The first is this..." Yang Ling put his hands on the stalks that have been collected in his ring. Floating out.

"This...this is my way...the body?" If the ploughing is not like a thunder, the mouth can be stuffed into a big duck egg.

"Yes, at the time of the battle at the Xuanjing Mine, we entered the bronze palace. In order to create a chance for us to escape, we will fight hard and leave this body. I should have returned it to you. But you should know my concerns!" Yang Ling said faintly.

"Know know!" After all, it was a great monk of the Tao. He soon returned to God. Yang Ling’s concern naturally knew that he was wary of occupying the nest.

"That's good!" Yang Ling breathed a sigh of relief. "I will give back to the Taoist friend, and I will save my life. Yang Ling has no teeth to forget, and I hope that my friends will not be tempted."

"No, no, the owner can rest assured that when he was able to escape from the Xuanjing mine, he relied on his master's own strength. He would never dare to have any resentment. Now the master has returned the Taoist body, let me at least a thousand years ahead of schedule. Restoring the realm, such a great grace, the ploughing of the liver and the brain can not repay!"

If the ploughing is not foolish, he will be prepared to squat, but he will be dragged by Yang Ling. "Plowing the road, you and me will meet each other, life and death, and don't be so polite in the future. To be honest, this matter is too little for me. Otherwise, the Taoist friend has already returned to the realm, so why wait until now. Today I am looking for a friend, and there is something to do."

"The owner please say!" Geng did not fool to say.

So Yang Ling said that he couldn’t break through to the one-dimensional situation. After cultivating, he didn’t think about it for a long time. “The situation of the master belongs to a cognitive barrier, which is very common in the environment, and this is also Why do most of the realms remain in the state of solitude, because the rules are intangible and invisible, and they belong to something that can only be understood and cannot be said. Even in the realm, it is only a kind of near intuition. To feel the existence of rules, use the existing inheritance spells to communicate the power of the rules, but this method is very limited, and often there are some uncontrollable consequences. If you enter a sphere, you must truly understand and comprehend. Rules, use your own gods to see the rules, use the power of the soul to combine the rules, and then use the huge aura to completely solidify the rules in your own dojo, form a rule seed, and then this rule seed will evolve itself. The branch forms a new system of rules, and this rule system is actually the same as the rules of the outside world, except that it belongs only to the monks themselves. The effect of the method of speaking and speaking, therefore, only when it reaches the one-dimensional environment is the beginning of the real understanding and use of the rules, and once it reaches the one-dimensional environment, the probability of breaking through the yin and yang environment will have more than 50% in the future, and the situation of annihilation will be one yuan. This chance is less than one percent."

"Then how can I see the rules with God?" Yang Ling still doesn't understand. He now sees that rules use consciousness, not god. He has a strong sense of God but can't touch the rules at all. shadow.

"This..." The ploughing of the fools also made it difficult to describe, and kept licking the beard on the chin.

"What is the rule that the friend saw?" Yang Ling had to change the question.

If you don’t think about it for a long time, you still shake your head. "Master, this rule can only be said to be unspeakable. If you understand it, you don't understand it. If you don't understand it, you can't make it clear. If the master wants to step into a realm, he must Look carefully at everything around you, like this tree vine..."

Tilling and not pointing to the altar of the altar said: "In the eyes of mortals, it is the tree vine, but in the eyes of ordinary monks, it is actually a powerful energy body, but in the eyes of the Tao, we understand that it should be a myriad of rules The complex that is condensed together is a kind of appearance in which life, death, space, time and other rules are intertwined with each other and accumulated with energy materials such as aura and life. We can only observe the growth of tree vines, aging and withering. , death, climbing, entanglement, flowering, fruiting, and even adaptation to various environments, the wind, rain and snow experienced, through these appearances to comprehend the nature of the rules under the surface..."

An hour later, Yang Ling thoughtfully returned to the waterfall canyon.

Although cultivating did not solve his problems, he gave him a very big inspiration. For the hard work of cultivation like him, the help is quite big.

Sitting cross-legged on an open space next to the pool, Yang Ling enters the eyes like an old man, and then the gods shed it, covering the dozens of kilometers, one flower and one grass, one tree and one leaf, one sand and one stone, the mountain water insect The birds are all clearly presented in the mind.

This sitting is a full three years~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Three years later, Yangling is like a stone. The body has been completely submerged by the stalks of flowers and vines all over the place. In the quiet canyon, I can’t feel his slightest breath. .

The waterfall roared, the water was tumbling, the water was flowing, the flowers blossomed, countless bee-eaters flew around him, and even the birds nested on the tree vines above his head.

At this time, in his mind, there were no flowers and insects, and the traces of the mountain and stone vines left only a white mist that was tumbling, and the fog was still disappearing rapidly.

Time flies again and it is a year passed.

Among the canyons, the plants grow more lush, the bees and butterflies fly, the birds flock in groups, and the roaring birdsong reverberate in the canyon, and from time to time there are large and small beasts coming out of the dense woods to drink.

At this time, Yang Ling’s thoughts only left the size of a basketball ball and continued to swing around the top and bottom. While flying, the shape of the water polo changed constantly, and the tiny foggy star was in the water polo. Among them, they constantly jumped and flowed, and suddenly gathered. 8)