In the heart, the fifth petal that is forming is melting like ice and snow.

The breakthrough of Qinglian Breath Technique failed again.

Tan Weiran exhaled a breath of turbid air, closed his eyes, slapped his forehead, and smiled bitterly: "What happened to the wrong place?"

When I recalled it again, I remembered a thought of self-doubt that I had once had. An idea at that time was deeply rooted and could not be removed.

He practiced the nine-section Thunder Hidden Sword wrongly and went astray. In this life, he corrected it and returned to the right path.

As for Qinglian's breathing technique, did he also practiced the wrong one? As long as this suspicious thought is always in my mind, the fifth petal of Qinglian will not be formed.

No, how could it be? Tan Weiran shook his head: "What am I doubting?"

Did you think it wrong or practice it?

Tan Weiran knew it in his heart, but many things can be solved by not being clear about the problem. Especially, from psychological and ideological aspects, Tan Weiran understood very well that he should not suspect that he had practiced in the wrong direction, but since this idea was born, it would be difficult to extinguish it.

Unless, unwavering again.

He stood up slowly and Tan Weiran looked around. This time he temporarily came to a world and took a nap in Jieqiao City. Even during the trip, he didn't want to delay his practice. Every time he arrived at a place, he would find a place to practice while taking a nap.

Tang Xinyun and others were practicing in the mountains in this area. Only Mingkong was closing his eyes and practicing swords. When the disciples practiced, the three ancestors took turns to take care of it. This time it was Mingkong's turn.

Mingkong, who was thinking in contemplation, suddenly felt a feeling. He opened his eyes and raised his eyebrows. Seeing Tan Weiran, who was dressed in a white robe, he asked with a look of confusion: "Old Ancestor Ming, I have a question about martial arts, I want to ask for advice."

Mingkong was slightly stunned and nodded, "Tell me, let me see."

Why did the ancestor Ming seem to be not very confident? Tan Weiran was stunned and told Wei Wei about the embarrassment of his breakthrough when he practiced the fifth-level secret technique: "Ancestor, I don't know how I should make a breakthrough now. Did I practice wrongly or did I think wrong?"

Mingkong became interested and was shocked: "How powerful is the Qinglian Breath Technique? Is it difficult to practice? Can the current fifth-level power penetrate the sixth-level golden body?"

In theory, it is amazing to be able to penetrate the fifth-level golden body with the fifth-level secret technique. However, the Qinglian breathing technique is the main secret technique of killing, and all the power is concentrated on the killing power, so it is relatively powerful.

Tan Weiran slapped his forehead unexpectedly and said helplessly: "Old ancestor, I'm here to ask you for advice."

"Oh oh. By the way, the question you mentioned." Mingkong pondered: "I have never met you before, even if you occasionally doubt yourself, it's just for a moment."

"This is a confusion among the inner demons." The cold wind was so cold that Mingkong knew that the problem had not yet happened, but knowing it does not mean that it can be solved: "You must firmly keep your heart and throw away that little doubt."

Tan Weiran scratched his head, and he knew very well that his question was: "What should I do and how to do it. I can throw away that little doubt."

"This..." Mingkong was angry and embarrassed: "Go and go, ask Old Ancestor Xu."

A hint of embarrassment flashed through Mingkong's eyes. He knew that his problem was that he was really not good at teaching disciples. If there was a level ranking list for teaching disciples at the first seat of Jianxing Peak, his ranking would definitely be more convenient.

If he is brave and diligent in martial arts, he will ask himself that he must be first-class. He can keep his breath and give advice, but the angle is relatively single and one-sided. Teaching sword skills is sword skills, so he will definitely not talk about anything else. He can only enter one by one, and it is difficult to start from a comprehensive range.

Even the level of ordinary famous teachers is not up to the level, let alone teaching disciples silently like Xu Daoning.

From a certain perspective, Mingkong is too strong and is not the most suitable one to be the first. However, the situation is different, and there are different needs for the first seat. At that time, a strong first seat was needed. From Xie Anmin's generation to Xu Daoning's generation, what is needed is the first seat that can teach his disciples well.

He focused on the sword technique. After a while, Mingkong suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Tan Weiran's figure leaping in the mountains and forests, full of doubt.

"He just embraced the true realm, has the inner demon so early?"

At a young age and not having enough cultivation, there is a demon in his heart? Who is the monster? Mingkong laughed and scolded, fortunately, this little guy is a disciple of Xingtian Sect.

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"Old ancestor, I want to ask the ancestor to give me some advice."

Tan Weiran flew around ten miles here, found Xu Cunzhen on a tree stump, and talked about the martial arts problems he encountered.

He is truly a genius disciple who can use magical powers. Xu Cunzhen's expression immediately froze and said strangely: "Mingkong is right, it's the inner demon."

Tan Weiran knew very well that his problem was a mental disorder and a kind of inner demon. He practiced the first time in the Nirvana Chapter to disperse his energy, and was panicked and even more so that his whole person had a short-term mental decadence, and he once reached the extreme of being unable to recover. This is a mental disorder, and it is also a mental demon.

What is the inner demon? It can be said to be different from one's own opinion. Taoism, Buddhism, Confucianism, and even the demonic way have different opinions. There are thousands of inner demons, each with different differences, and cannot be generalized.

No matter what emotions develop to the extreme, it is a kind of inner demon.

Generally speaking, no matter what kind of inner demon or the confusion in the heart, Lingyou Realm rarely appears before. Maybe it appears, but it doesn’t feel it. It’s like a person running rapidly and walking slowly, and his feelings about external objects such as Fenger will inevitably be different.

Lingyou Realm is the most important stage for the growth of the soul. Only by reaching Lingyou Realm can one exert the mind outside the body. Those who can exert their minds by embracing the true realm like Tan Weiran are extremely individual. Either the martial arts are too special, or they are the same as Tan Weiran. If their cultivation level has not reached, their souls are already comparable to Lingyou's peak.

The stronger and more thorough the soul, the more sensitive it is.

Therefore, the Lingyou Realm was already low before, so there was no doubt about practicing, and there were few mental disorders. However, even if it appeared, even if it was not thorough enough, it would be almost difficult to detect the confusion in the heart.

However, it still seems strange that Tan Weiran has a mental demon at the age of his age.

Xu Cunzhen suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, stood up and walked for a few turns. Then he looked at Tan Weiran, and his wise eyes that had been experienced for many years came over with a smile: "I have a way. Come with me."

It feels so good if someone gives advice. Tan Weiran thought about his past and present life, and his heart was waving. In his previous life, he and Zhou Dapeng were struggling to move forward in a difficult manner. No one gives advice, let alone systematic and complete teaching.

Many times, when he and Zhou Dapeng’s inconspicuous question in martial arts, it will take a long time to get enlightened one day. When he is trapped in the difficulty of martial arts, he can never find anyone to answer. The feeling of being close but not being able to get is enough to drive people crazy.

Those problems that may be a year or two, or ten or eight years, often can be solved easily with just one sentence from an elder to give a proper guidance, or even just a sentence from the secret record of martial arts practice experience.

However, Tan Weiran and Zhou Dapeng, who used to be the first to never enjoy the feeling of being guided by elders, even those cultivation experiences, etc., were held as treasures, and no one would easily show them to others.

Following Xu Cunzhen to the cliff, Tan Weiran looked at Su Yi and saluted Yan Duwu, looking at the side of his face, raised his chin and turned over.

Su Yi felt strange secretly. He greeted him and looked at him calmly: "Uncle Grand Master, is this?"

Xu Cunzhen made a silent gesture, signaled to watch, and then said to Tan Weiran: "Stand up, stand here..."

Tan Weiran's eyes moved over and over the cliff three meters away, and suddenly cried: "Old ancestor, there is a cliff."

Xu Cunzhen put away his smile and said solemnly: "Weiran, ask me, are you practicing wrong or you think wrong? If you want to know, then do what I said."

"Yes." Tan Weiran was so arrogant.

"Your confusion is that you know that it is inappropriate to doubt yourself. However, this trace of doubt is like a seed taking root and sprouting. You cannot cut it off, and you cannot make sure of it." Xu Cunzhenning calmed down and said in a low voice, slamming Tan Weiran's heart like a heavy hammer.

Every word wanders in my thoughts, Tan Weiran nodded and shook his head, and he felt more confused.

Xu Cunzhen pointed at Tan Weiran's forehead with a low voice, and his voice was deep in his heart: "Walk, walk for a hundred steps!"

"seal up!"

A calm sealing word came into his ears, Tan Weiran's eyes turned dark, and he lost all his feelings. In an instant, cold sweat all over his body surged out, and his heart almost popped out of his chest.

In absolute silence, the heart beats flutteringly.

Are you scared? You are scared.

Tan Weiran touched his heart, and he knew that the moment he lost all his senses, there was really a moment of palpitations.

His eyes could not see anything, and he could not reach his hand. He seemed to be the only one left in the world. Everything fell into silence, breathing in his ears or sounded directly in his heart. Tan Weiran swallowed hard and moved his steps, and had never been so difficult.

Just one step, it seemed as if my legs were as heavy as mountains, and my breathing became heavier:

I will be afraid, I will be depressed, I will be despair. However, after fear, despair, I will be tenacious and resolute!

I will cry, I will laugh, I will love, I will hate. So, this is my emotions and six desires. I don’t disguise them because they are real and strong.

I don’t want to talk too much or be ambitious. I have to be down-to-earth and step by step. Set goals for myself and accomplish them one by one.

Sensing your breathing, heartbeat, and various sounds of blood flowing in your body. The senses are closed and are in a hair-warming silence and darkness, walking step by step.

At first he was counting and preparing to count to a hundred steps. Gradually, he forgot how much he had.

At first he walked very slowly, as if he was squirming with his toes. Gradually, he forgot about his speed.

In the silence and darkness, Tan Weiran walked on the edge of the cliff in one step, stepped on the air, and his body fell down tilted, like a meteor falling.

The moment he fell, Tan Weiran's heart was clear.

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Chapter completed!