In the sea of ​​consciousness, this sharp spiritual consciousness, like a sword, quickly broke into it, and it was endless, extremely vast, even Wen Tianbao was caught off guard.

However, when this spirit broke through Wen Tianbao's sea of ​​consciousness barrier, Baoyu once again stimulated a wave, almost turning into a sword-shaped spiritual consciousness, and then it was shaken like a crack, shattered into starry light and fell into Wen Tianbao's sea of ​​consciousness.

"What's in your mind?" The young monk suddenly squirted out a mouthful of blood, his whole body trembled. As the powerful spiritual consciousness dissipated, his eyes gradually dimmed.

At this moment, Wen Tianbao also closed his eyes and immersed in his mind. Everything was silent and the world seemed to become empty. After the sharp spiritual consciousness was shattered, it was all integrated into his sluggish spiritual consciousness as nutrients. The spiritual consciousness, which was originally blocked in the sea of ​​consciousness due to the fall of the realm and was damaged, suddenly jumped, and a stream of spiritual energy like flowing water rushed out from it, poured down from the dome, wandering around his whole body. Wen Tianbao, who was almost exhausted, felt the vitality in his body again. Even, he felt more skillful in his control of his body, and every move he made. He closed his eyes slightly, and a ray of light flashed through it. With this, he pinched his hands and closed it under his abdomen, and his breathing gradually became smooth and quiet. Although his surface seemed as quiet as a deep pool, everything around him was actually in the sense of sensation.

And it gradually becomes clear, just like eyes growing around the body. No, there should be an extra "sensation". This strange sense is "spiritual consciousness". A person has five senses and one mind. When the five senses and one mind transform into the "six consciousnesses". His "spiritual consciousness" is the sense that transforms from the mind movement of the soul, that is, "mind". However, as his spiritual consciousness is completely released, his five senses seem to have also improved. Under the cover of spiritual consciousness, he even sensed the surrounding trees emitted a burst of thick or faint wood spiritual power. After careful observation, he found that most trees are quite spiritual, including joy and joy like humans, but they cannot be expressed, and they can only be emitted through a slight fluctuation.

"Wood is the heart, and the heart is the wood. Use the heart as the bridge, use wood to maintain health, the body and wood are combined, and all trees return together." Wen Tianbao thought and seemed to have realized the essence of "Lingmu Jue".

The magic tricks in his hand were unpredictable and no longer stuck to the traditional tricks of "Spiritual Wood Skills", but there were some changes. When he twisted his fingers, it seemed like a dead tree, a new bud, or a towering tree. Each trick seemed to have some sense of the trees with different spiritualities around him. Lin Yao and Jian Chuan first saw Wen Tianbao motionless, and thought something had happened, but then he saw a flash of green spiritual light flashing on his body, and green air scattered into the surrounding trees. The trees around him also seemed to be sensated, rustling, and countless green lights flew towards Wen Tianbao and entered his body.

Then, a wind naturally appeared around Wen Tianbao's body, a breeze full of wood fragrance. When the remaining disciples such as Lin Yao and Jian Chuan felt cool all over when they smelled it, and the pain seemed to have slowed down. For example, Lin Yao and other disciples who specialize in practicing wood-attributed martial arts couldn't help but sit cross-legged, and the wood spiritual power around Wen Tianbao also divided into some of them. Some disciples even broke through the realm, and Lin Yao also reached the peak of the sixth level of Qi Refining.

The breeze came gently, surrounded by green air, driving away the bloody murderous aura that had just passed away, filled with a harmonious atmosphere.

Wen Tianbao's momentum rose, and his spiritual power quickly moved. His cultivation level rose from the sixth level of Qi refining to the seventh level of Qi refining. The cold air in his heart and lungs was stimulated by the thick wood spiritual power, and all of them were emitted, and the wounds healed quickly. Originally, he still had the energy to continue to improve, but now it is not the time to improve his cultivation level, but it has only increased slightly. He gathered his spiritual consciousness and the surrounding trees have returned to normal.

"Wooden Sword Technique!" Wen Tianbao's eyelids twitched, and suddenly raised his finger. A very tricky green air flew out, landing on the ground, and exploded a deep hole. Although this power was not as good as the cold light of the cold stone, it consumed very little and was exquisitely operated. It could twist and stretch at any time. It was no longer an ordinary fixed technique.

Wen Tianbao turned his head and looked at the less than ten disciples left, and sighed in his heart. Although some disciples were moistened by the wood energy, they were still seriously injured. Wen Tianbao's fingers moved, and a series of inspiration popped up, which penetrated into the wounds of these disciples. A trace of wood energy emitted a burst of vitality. In a blink of an eye, some small wounds were repaired and scabbed.

"Junior Brother Fang... Should we bury our fellow disciples..." Jian Chuan and Lin Yao both had red eyes, and their disciples were killed and injured, and they had a deep relationship with these disciples. Wen Tianbao recovered again, and with magical means, he had completely become the leader of everyone. Wen Tianbao waved his hand, breathed a deep breath, and sighed: "You can't delay the time anymore, otherwise more foundation-building monks will appear. Although they are all fellow disciples, bury them on the spot."

"Okay." Some disciples took the initiative to go, use magic, and raise waves of mud and dust. At the same time, Wen Tianbao focused his eyes on the previous resolute young man. He was not dead, and his expression was a little dazed. If this person had not made a breakthrough in the face of the battle and had used great means to seriously injure the disciple in the late stage of the Foundation Establishment, they would have died long ago.

The heart of the resolute young man had been completely destroyed. He always held the woman. Wen Tianbao sent some wooden spiritual power to the two of them, but he was unable to turn things around. At this time, the resolute young man whose mind was gradually dissipating suddenly opened his eyes, as if he was looking back, and said, "I was the power secretly cultivated by the sect, but I was unwilling to be manipulated by the sect to die... I wanted to escape with Mei'er... But in the end I was powerless..." As he said that, he looked down at the woman in his arms. The woman's breathing had almost disappeared and her face became paler.

The tough young man looked down for a while, suddenly looked up, took off the storage bag on his waist, and said, "I have nothing to worry about now. I am about to die. I just hope that there is really underground in the world so that I can go to the underworld with Meier... There are some elixirs and magic weapons in this storage bag, which I secretly stole. There is also one inside... It can, the tokens that enter and exit the sect... I wish you can escape from the sect smoothly..."

"Thank you, brother Tai. If I had been a clan, I would definitely pay tribute to you. How dare I ask the names of brother Tai and his husband?" Although Wen Tianbao heard that this person was named Wang before, he had to ask clearly now.

"You...no need to ask about my...names...life is impermanent, life and death have destiny, name is just dust. If there is a next life, I will definitely go against the heavens and change my destiny. The path of immortality, haha, there are many obstacles in the path of immortality... If you become a human being in another life, you will go against the immortal and become the master. The palm of my hand can be my hand, and ask what I want..." The young man smiled alone, hugged the woman alone, and then gradually became stiff.

"Oh." Wen Tianbao sighed, looking at the figures of the two of them, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts: It is said that love in the world is the most sincere and touching. Now that I really see this tragedy of life and death, I know that the true meaning of love is far better than that of Tao. However, this person has the ambition to go against the heavens for love, but unfortunately, he has no destiny to go against the heavens, and has no desires but cannot get what I want. And I, and what I want...

Wen Tianbao thought, as if he felt that his heart was full of empty light, no sorrow or joy, as if something was missing. All the impressions of his family being destroyed by the people of the Tianyi Sword Sect seemed to gradually fade away in his mind. Life was like forgetting the pursuit and aimlessness. In the secular family, later, Long Ziyan, all the characters seemed to be like bystanders in his eyes, and like passers-by. The path of immortality is long. Is it true that there is no thought or seeking?

After today's incident, he had doubts about the truth that the mysterious voice said that day. "There is no thought, and the person is like jade? If you continue, what will I become?" Wen Tianbao whispered and pondered. At this time, the jade in his mind suddenly shook, as if it was impacted by Wen Tianbao's thoughts fluctuations.

Feeling the movement in his mind, Wen Tianbao was startled and quickly gathered his attention and looked at it. He found that Baoyu was floating in his mind intact, but seemed to be more profound and unpredictable. He always emitted a trace of mist and threw it into the spiritual roots to allow the spiritual roots to grow, but now it is completely restrained and almost difficult to sense.

"What's going on?" Wen Tianbao's heart was trembling. He recalled the mysterious voice that day and his current uncontrollable state, and almost suspected that there was a strangeness in it. However, after careful investigation around Baoyu, the spiritual consciousness could not see any movement. If he wanted to go deeper, he found that the jade was completely isolated from the spiritual consciousness. In the end, Wen Tianbao shook his head and had to give up.

At this moment, the remaining disciples there had almost buried the sacrificed disciples with soil, and burned all the bodies of the other disciples, and cleaned the entire scene. Wen Tianbao looked at the two people in front of him, and with a spell, he dug a hole with a flying sword, and buried the two people in it.

"Junior Brother Fang, it's time to leave." Everyone stood in the forest and took a deep look at the uneven and blood-stained ground. Jian Chuan had already taken the relics from the disciples of Tianyijian Sect that year, and many disciples also took some of the relics of the Qi Refining disciples for themselves, and everyone had no time to check them. They hurriedly controlled the magic weapon and ran towards the west direction of the formation gate.

Shortly after everyone left, another series of whirring sounds came. As soon as the light stopped, several disciples of the Foundation Establishment Stage appeared. "The eldest brother is dead." A young monk's eyes condensed, as if there was a flash of inspiration, focusing on a corner of the forest, where there was only a piece of burnt trees, and there were many burnt trees and deep pits of all sizes. Then, he thought about it and seemed to sense something, and guided him: "Those rebels should have gone in that direction! They killed the senior brother, and there must be powerful monks in the middle, but looking at the explosion traces, they must have paid a considerable price. They should have wanted to break into the western formation gate. We will take them down first, so that other disciples will steal the credit."
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