If you concentrate your mind, this is a picture. If your mind is empty, this is a picture.

The spiritual consciousness and magic power in the body are violently consumed, and the blood all over the body is boiling and sweating like rain, soaking through the Taoist robes. It is necessary to maintain the orderly movement of the magic power in the body, and to run with all one's strength to maintain a relatively static state of mental enlightenment. This is the dual cultivation of life and life.

Zhang Lie gradually relaxed and stopped in front of the increasingly huge Ziyang in his eyes, and then he sat cross-legged, gradually forgetting both things and myself.

Although the qi, blood and mana in his body were running like boiling at this moment and could help him break through to the seventh level of qi training at any time, Zhang Lie did not choose to do this.

Instead, he used his own magic power to stir up the qi and blood in his body, adding fuel to the flames, and used the momentum to forcefully attack the entrance to the Dantian between the eyebrows.

"It is not difficult for me to break through the seventh level of qi training using the Purple Heart Dafa. Especially after today's understanding, I obviously have a better and more important choice."

Compared with the seventh level of Qi training, this chapter of Shangdan Chongmai, which I learned from the Disha Sword Sutra, is the most important method for enlightenment.

The difficulty of understanding and practicing this method will not decrease with the improvement of the monk's cultivation level like most techniques and techniques. On the contrary, if you cannot complete this chapter of Shangdan Chongmai when you are laying the foundation for the Qi training realm, then your own cultivation level will become higher and higher in the future.

The higher the level, the harder it is to pass the level.

Because as the monks' cultivation improves, the strength of the acupoints in their bodies is also constantly improving. Zhang Lie has deeply understood this after six months of pondering and hard training, so at this moment, he also made the decision

Made the right choice.

Along with the surging impact of magic energy and blood, the breath in the body rises from the Dantian and reaches the throat. However, it does not come out through the mouth. Instead, it goes around the meridians of the neck, reaches the neck, and rises again. In an instant,

It rushed to the top of the Jade Pillow Point and condensed into a ball.

Gradually, Zhang Lie's face turned as red as blood, and he could already hear the cover above his head making a "clinking sound", but it was always just a little bit off.

"It's still a little worse, it's still a little worse... Why, why?"

"Yes, if what I have acquired is the orthodox and supreme art of the Great Dao, I will naturally have to proceed step by step and step by step. But what I have acquired is the Disha Sword Sutra, a killing art. Many times, I have to endure life and death and keep moving forward!"

Thinking of this, as time goes by, I feel that the magic energy and blood in my body are gradually exhausted and settling.

The arrogant and ferocious nature in Zhang Lie's bones was forced out. Sitting cross-legged, he suddenly raised his palm and struck his forehead with a heavy palm strike.

The head is the leader of the six yangs, and the upper elixir is the abode of the hundred gods. There is no mistake. Even in this world of immortal cultivation, the cultivation of the acupoints on the head is a taboo topic because it is too dangerous. If one goes astray,

A lifetime of hard work will be in vain, and your life will be gone.

It is also for this reason that despite the development of this world for hundreds of thousands of years, a technique like this chapter of Shangdan Chongmai has never been born.

"ah!"

"boom."

In an instant, blood gushed out from the young Taoist's mouth, nose, eyes, ears and seven orifices, making his originally handsome face look as terrifying as a demon.

boom!

Under the stimulation of external force, the force penetrates and vibrates, the energy, blood and mana suddenly rush through the entrance of the Jade Pillow Point, return to the source and enter the brain, forming the foundation of the Earthly Evil Sword Sutra.

The Mysterious Gate of Life and Death is the foundation of the Disha Swordsmanship. However, it cannot be broken through after the state of mind is mature and the cultivation level is advanced. It can only be broken through in the realm of Qi training, because the most important thing in the Disha Sword Sutra is the ruthlessness in the heart of the cultivator.

If the intention is not broken, life and death will be carried away, and the magic power, energy and blood will be useless. If the intention is broken, success and perfection will come naturally.

The body of the young Taoist sitting cross-legged was swaying, and then he suddenly fell backwards. It was unclear how much time had passed.

"Hahahahahaha..." After he gradually came to his senses, a burst of joyful laughter came from the dense grass.

Because at this moment, Zhang Lie knew clearly in his heart that he had grasped the biggest basis for him to gain a foothold in this world and even enter the avenue.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the competition is cruel and fierce, and countless monks fight to the death.

However, the high-level monks and sect monks who account for a small portion in number occupy the vast majority of the resources in this world. The largest number of monks in this world are individual monks. Naturally, the conflicts and confrontations between the two sides have never been cut off.

The territory of the Jinhong Valley, the head of the seven sects of the Yue Kingdom, is extremely vast. The mountain gate spans two spiritual mountains and covers a radius of thousands of miles. Even a monk in the late stage of Qi training has to be prepared to control the territory of the Jinhong Valley if he wants to do so.

The sword was used continuously for a month or two.

Occupying such a large territory, the selection and teaching of disciples has always been expensive. The total number of inner disciples of the sect is only two thousand, and counting the outer disciples who are mainly responsible for the operation of the sect's functions, it is only ten thousand.

With such resources, spiritual veins, elixirs, and exchanges with Taoist friends during cultivation, and good teachers teaching the secrets and secrets, it is no wonder that Jinhong Valley can continue to prosper and grow, with excellent disciples emerging one after another.

Outside the sects, those casual cultivators and demons who have no sects and no sects are fighting over some spiritual veins and herbs all day long. In fact, what they are fighting for is just the leftovers of the major sects, and the big benefits will never come to them.

them.

In such a general environment and background, it is inevitable that some people will feel resentful and even take risks.

Under the blue sky, there is a group of Kun cultivators flying across the void.

Although Qi-training monks have low magic power, they are still capable of flying over short distances within the sect's territory.

"Senior Sister Mu Yun, these newly made Snow Silkworm Taoist robes are really beautiful! They are as white as snow and are not stained by the worldly dust. They also have the effect of clearing the mind and concentrating the mind to assist cultivation. Senior Sister, please keep one, our Master

The sisters alternated between wearing them. We have woven more than a hundred Snow Silkworm Taoist robes after practicing for more than ten years, but we ourselves have not been willing to wear one."

In the mid-air, several female cultivators wearing simple robes were flying. They used instruments to carefully hold several exquisitely crafted snow silk robes in their hands. They were chattering around a female cultivator wearing a black veil.

stop.

"Su Jin, if you say no, you can't. The Daxue Mulberry Garden we hosted is about to recover its capital. By selling this batch of cassocks, we can pay off all the external debts. Every extra month of debt will be a lot of profit."

Where's the money? Be good and be obedient. From now on, when the Snow Mulberry Garden is completely ours, you can wear as many snow silkworm robes as you want, but that's not possible now."

"Why is this like this? Senior Sister Mu Yun is so stingy!"

"It's just that I don't like Senior Sister Mu Yun anymore."

Seeing that the senior sister spoke harshly without any discussion, the younger female nuns around complained one after another. It was just a complaint. They were obviously very convinced of the senior sister in front of them, so after being clearly rejected, although they did not

He was willing to part with the cassock in his hands, but he didn't dare to say anything more.

However, at this moment, a gray light suddenly flew over from the grass below the female cultivators.

This attack was so sudden and cruel that most people were unable to react in time. Fortunately, the female cultivator Mu Yun, who was wearing a gray robe and a black veil, reacted very quickly. She suddenly pushed away the junior sister named Su Jin beside her.

Although the sword light passed by quickly and brought up blood flowers, it failed to penetrate the female cultivator's heart and kill her as expected.

"kill!"

However, that attack was just a front-end attack. Accompanied by a loud killing sound, magic weapons flew out from the grass below and attacked the female nuns in mid-air.

"Get behind me."

Mu Yun, a female nun wearing a black gauze mask, remained calm in the face of danger. She immediately activated the defensive talisman to spread a circle of light, and at the same time she rushed in front of everyone.

Because she was in charge of attracting attacks, the other female cultivators quickly recovered from their panic, and instead of flying around, they gathered behind Mu Yun.

But even so, under the sudden encirclement and attack of masked monks, the safety of these female monks was already in danger.

"Who are you, how dare you..."

Before Mu Yun could finish her threatening words, a junior sister next to her was cut into two pieces by the gray sword light that swept across the area.

The screams and the splash of blood suppressed all Mu Yun's words, and she could only frantically inject mana into the defensive talisman to protect herself.

"Senior Sister Mu, there are silent talismans and spiritual talismans around us. Our talisman cannot ask for help from the sect." A junior sister behind her said with a tearful voice. They are monks who devote most of their energy to production. Many of them have been cultivating for more than ten years.

I have never fought with anyone.

"Keep going, someone will soon discover something unusual about this place."

Even though he said this, even Mu Yun herself didn't have much confidence.

The entire sect territory is nearly ten thousand miles in radius. Apart from a few important buildings, more than 10,000 Jinhong Valley disciples are extremely sparsely distributed here, and this place is somewhat remote.

What's more, even if a fellow monk encounters him, unless he is a high-level monk in the Foundation Establishment or even the Purple Mansion Realm, he may not dare to rescue him when faced with dozens of other monks.

However, at this moment, in Mu Yun's eyes.

Behind the monks who were attacking all around, suddenly there was a ball of red light, quietly and swiftly approaching.

The leader of the group of female cultivators and thieves who besieged them was none other than the middle-aged Taoist who wielded a gray flying sword. He was originally a loose cultivator from Qinzhou in the Eastern Region who relied on plunder to support his Taoism. He ate wherever he went like a locust.

However, although they are like rogues, they will not attack the disciples of sects everywhere easily, lest they be hunted down and killed, making it difficult to survive.

These casual cultivators mainly rely on the fact that during peacetime, the mountain protection formations of various major sects are in a semi-dormant state, and use various methods to cross the defensive formations and sneak into the sect's territory.

Immortal cultivators pay attention to the unity of nature and man. There are often many naturally growing spiritual beasts and birds in large sects. Of course, the ones that remain are the ones that are not very aggressive.

These spiritual beasts and birds have become the targets of these casual cultivators and thieves. They dare not compete with the monsters and demons in unopened areas for living space, but they have no problem killing these less aggressive or even docile spirit beasts.

Already.

"If it weren't for your money being exposed, Taoist Master really wouldn't want to do anything to you. Tsk tsk tsk. Da Zong Kunxiu is all fair-skinned, beautiful, and plump. Brothers, work harder and capture a few alive. Everyone will be happy tonight!

"

"Haha, big brother is wise!"

Just as these casual cultivators burst into laughter, a flying sword with restrained red light suddenly burst out behind them. There seemed to be a blazing lotus blooming in the void, and waves of fire rushed towards them, followed by repeated screams.
Chapter completed!