"It is rumored that after practicing the ghost immortal, he flew into the clouds on the body, faced the baptism of heavenly thunder and resisted it. He could use the power of thunder to transform his soul from Yin to Pure Yang, and practiced into Yang God, with endless changes and vast supernatural powers, which was even better than human and immortals. However, this thunder and lightning are the power of heaven and earth, and the power is too great. If you don't pay attention, your soul will be scattered. No wonder Ziyue said that there are many amazing people who have cultivated in all dynasties, but those who have cultivated to the realm of Yang God and become immortals are only in the legend and have not appeared..."

After the spring thunder in the sky sounded, it gradually subsided, and the spring rain became even more lingering.

I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly, at the door, a ball of thoughts that were invisible to the naked eye slowly gathered together, and finally gradually condensed into a human form, which was Hong Yi.

Hong Yi's soul condensed and formed, and he no longer dared to wander. He floated towards his body on the bed with difficulty, but it floated very slowly and was unstable, as if it was about to disperse at any time, like an oil lamp in the wind and rain.

Finally, he floated to the bed, and his soul seemed to be a drowning person who caught a life-saving straw and suddenly got in.

After the soul penetrated, Hong Yi's whole body shook. After a long time, he opened his eyes, his face pale, and completely lost his blood color, just like a person who had just recovered from a serious illness.

Hong Yi only felt that he was extremely weak.

Sitting on the bed, I can't raise my strength at all.

This is the sequelae after being dispersed by thunder. This time the soul damage is more serious than the last time he was injured by Hong Xuanji's qi and blood masculinity in the main palace!

Just as the spring thunder sounded and the soul dissipated, Hong Yi immediately became quick and his thoughts immediately entered the realm of changing nature in thousands of lifetimes and maintaining true nature.

Under such thoughts, a little seed of soul thought was finally left. After the thunder, he barely recovered, but he was still seriously injured.

Just after his soul was terrified, the horror in Hong Yi's heart seemed to have fallen into the endless, dark and terrifying cycle of reincarnation. Then he experienced a long reincarnation of thousands of lifetimes, enough to wipe out the horror of any soul's memory and helplessness. Now that he has recovered, he is still in a state of terror and never wants to try again.

"If there is no real nature and the state of being unchanged and the state of nature remains in my mind, I'm afraid I'll be really distracted now."

Hong Yi's face slightly regained a little bloody, and he talked to himself.

Recalling the fear that was more than anything else after being shocked by spring thunder, he was powerless, and he was no longer sure about the cultivation path of training ghost immortals in the future, through the thunder tribulation and practicing the Yang God. Even with the supreme cultivation technique of practicing souls in the Amitabha Sutra, he was not sure at all.

This kind of power of heaven and earth is not something that weak people can resist. With just a little bit of power, any powerful ghost immortal can be broken into powder.

Hong Yi suddenly had a completely useless idea about his own cultivation path. No matter how powerful a person is, he cannot withstand the mine disaster.

"Hmm? My confidence was shaken?"

"What is courage, what is sincerity? Ziyue? Yuanfei? Even father? The Supreme Tao, the righteous path, the Fangxian Path, and even the True Void Path? Don't you know the power of heaven and earth? Their experience is ten times richer than me. They also know that the world is impermanent, the heaven and earth are dangerous, and the road is as dangerous as the wind of the Nine Netherworlds. But they still move forward without hesitation. There is no way to waver in the road of cultivation."

Hong Yi felt that his confidence was shaken, and suddenly asked himself back.

"I used to think that if you read poetry and books well and understand the principles, you will have courage in your heart, but these are all false, and you can do it on the outside but the others. Only after you truly embark on the road of pursuing the other side and endure the power of heaven and earth, you can continue to move forward without fear. This is the real courage and sincerity."

Hong Yi asked himself, and not only reflected on himself.

Every time he asked a question, every time he asked a question, Hong Yi felt something sincere, which took root and sprouted from the bottom of his heart.

"Infinite Life, Infinite Light, Namo Amitabha."

Suddenly, Hong Yi was sincerely reciting the last eleven words in the scriptures, making the seal of Amitabha, and worshiping sincerely in his heart.

He did not worship the Buddha, but worshiped the realm of sincerity that even after endless disasters and thousands of cycles of reincarnation, he still maintained his true nature and remained as true as he was.

Why is this state not worthy of pious worship?

"The power of heaven and earth cannot be confronted."

At the same time, Hong Yi put his hands flat, looked at the sky outside the window, and worshiped the most devoutly of the power of heaven and earth.

Under the vast power of the sky, no creature will not be awe.

It was not until this moment that he truly understood what the power of heaven and earth is.

When people practice Taoism and martial arts, they are breaking through the power of heaven and earth and reaching the other shore.

How determined is it to make such a weak life? How strong is it to break through the limits of heaven and earth? How strong is it to make?

"The long road is long, with thorns spreading, the power of heaven and earth is alone, and people walk alone in it, enduring everything."

At this moment, Hong Yi felt sincere admiration for all those who were walking on the two paths of immortality and martial arts, hoping to transcend and persevere, and at the same time, he worshiped and respected the most piously.

A thought that contains plainness, joy, awe, courage, arises naturally deep in Hong Yi's heart.

Hong Yi's soul felt a complete transformation. This was not the growth of the soul, nor the diligence of cultivation, but the baptism of the heart after experiencing the power of heaven and earth, and after experiencing the power of heaven and earth, it was not destroyed and the rest of the disaster.

Whether it is an immortal cultivator or a warrior, the path he takes is a way to the world. He opens up a path alone among the mountains and forests surrounded by thousands of thorns and tigers, leopards and jackals, and moves forward with difficulty.

In the boundless sea, the wind and waves are overwhelming and will be destroyed at any time, and you will never see the despair of the other shore.

In the despair that cannot see the other shore, people can still move forward fearlessly.

This is sincerity.

Constantly asking and constantly reflecting on himself, Hong Yi finally touched the artistic conception of "sincerity" and pursued the true nature of the other side with a pious heart. How much wisdom, courage, how much perseverance, how much danger, how much determination?

Hong Yi entered the state of meditation while asking and reflecting himself.

The damaged soul slowly recovered. After reflecting on the truth, joy, awe, courage, wisdom, perseverance, and sincerity that surged in the heart was like the lingering spring rain outside, nourishing the heart.

Until night and then at night, Hong Yi sat in meditation, motionless.

One night passed, and it was bright in the morning, and the clouds broke through, and a ray of sunlight shone on Hong Yi's face. He woke up and opened his eyes. There was a moving color between the sky and the earth.

He silently moved his soul and suddenly left his body. Facing the sun, Hong Yi still felt a tingling pain all over his body, blurred.

Cultivation has not increased.

However, Hong Yi's soul returned to his shell, but he did not feel impatient or irresistible anxiety because of the vast sunshine. He was replaced by a kind of strong courage for future practice and life.

Even if the sky collapses and the earth is broken, and there is a dead end in the abyss ahead, I still insist on moving forward with sincerity.
Chapter completed!