The practitioners are the most basic abilities. But I have to remember what to remember.
If the vulgar articles and verses, the parents are short and natural, but there is no disadvantage, but there is some powerless practice, especially the esoteric and difficult to understand.
After watching it once or twice, you can really remember most of them, but you will forget it soon. You can't use twelve hours. Only when the realm reaches high enough, strong strength is enough, you can really understand the meaning of the secrets of the secret can you easily remember it easily.
Live, keep keeping for a long time.
Why is this, the children of the ancient emperors carry their father's ancient scriptures with them. Many practitioners carry their own practice scriptures because they need to review it from time to time.
It didn't take long for Ji Xukong to get the two emperors, and the subsequent content naturally didn't remember.
"Cangtian, I hate you!"
Ji Xukong was furious, he hated this name.
"Brother Kong, let's leave quickly."
Suddenly, Lan Xuan urgently broke the door of the closing room and panicked.
"What's wrong?" Ji Xukong asked curiously.
"The elders of the Protoss came from the news that because you killed his brother and wanted to find you to revenge and hate, we are now coming here, let's go quickly."
Lan Xuan said.
"What?"
Ji Xu is empty, but the hegemony has become the emperor. If the other party is shot, he is really dangerous.
"Well, you are a heavenly body, we are not finished!"
At this moment, hate the house and Wu, Ji Xukong hated Cangtian's body, because the other party's constitution contains the word "Cangtian"!
The two left immediately.
After half an hour, the hegemony came strongly. I found that the person he was looking for had gone long ago and made him furious! And no traces were found, Ji Xukong's escape was too full.
Nympho
Ziwei ancient star.
Ji Congxin (the deity) looked at the two verses in front of him, and it was unexpected.
His brother will actually get the ancient scriptures of the Fuxi and the ancient scriptures of the son -in -law.
"Find a chance, return these two verses back."
Ji Cong sighed, holding two volumes of scriptures, just that he had nothing to do, so he began to realize.
Gradually, Ji was indulged in it from his heart. In his knowledge of the sea, countless runes circulated and combined with each other.
Suddenly, as if there was a vast world, he was born, and villains lived in it. The various verses were running in the body.
These villains compete with each other, the winner is stronger, and the loser will die.
The war is long -lasting, and the moment does not stop. There are more and more deaths, and there are fewer and fewer alive. In the end, only twelve people are still alive. Each of them seems to be able to pick the stars and the moon to destroy the earth.
These twelve villains have turned into countless runes, densely pale, bright and bright, and they have evolved continuously. After a long time, they finally stopped, revealing the truth, it is actually a book!
In Ji Cong, he formed twelve verses!
Ji opened his eyes from his heart, and Shen Guang was fleeting.
He took out the copper sheet casting with the copper of Chiyang, as thin as a paper, and the dense Gods were quickly recorded on it.
One hour later, Ji had twelve more scriptures cast by Chiyang God Copper in front of his heart. Each book was about one inch thick.
"The thirteenth edition of the Heart Sutra finally took shape."
Ji looked at the scriptures in front of him with heart. He has been derived to King of the Sage. There are twelve scriptures in each realm.
In the post -prolonged life, it surpasses other verses, as well as the fast practice speed to quickly break through the realm.
There is also a volume of nothing good. It is slightly pointed in all aspects, but it is not prominent, and the comprehensiveness is strong.
As for the Great Saint, there is only draft, and it has not been improved. After all, Ji from the heart repair time is still short.
"These verses can be passed down."
Ji from his mind, only if someone practice can he better watch the advantages and disadvantages of the Heart Sutra, and then improve it. Developed by himself, it is still a layer of worse.
Thinking, Ji Congxin immediately began to call him a bunch of unknown disciples, and began to preach.
There is no small ceiling, and there is no ground golden lotus. Ji Cong said indifferently, just like Tianyin constantly echoed in Fangyuan.
He was teaching various ways, various methods, and almost all monks were gradually obsessed with it, forgetting himself.
Everyone is indulged in the ocean of the road, do not extricate themselves, forget the past, forget many past grievances, forget their pursuit of dream vows, forget the loss of time, and even forget themselves.
Unconsciously, they understood a lot of things, learned some scriptures, and realized some of the simple path marks.
Of course, as long as some people have high, some people understand, some people have less understanding, some people understand it correctly, and some people have a little deviation, it is normal.
For a long time, the preaching stopped, this time Ji Cong did not leave directly.
He sat on the high platform, closed his eyes, and deduced various scriptures in his heart. He quietly waited for other disciples to wake up.
Skyrim, clouds and clouds, gentle sunlight shine on the ground, not cold nor hot, breeze and gentle.
One unknown disciples gradually woke up from the enlightenment.
"So fast, is the preaching ends?"
Many people said with heart, and they still waited for a long time and waited for Ji Ji to speak from the heart. They woke up but found that they just opened their eyes and closed their eyes and closed.
Too fast!
However, when many people pointed out, they couldn't help but be surprised, because time passed 16 days and nights!
Long time than before.
They look around and check how much they have improved. Unexpectedly, almost everyone has made great progress.
"From the saint, it is amazing, I have been fortunate to hear the old si life in the past. I just came here to feel that from the heart of the sage, it is not as good as the old sage, but it is easier to understand from the heart of the saint.
It is not that strength can be done. "
A man wearing a white robe was talking to himself, and he was a little shocking. He was grateful to Ji from his heart to rises to his heart. This is the grace of preaching!
The saint and even stronger monks can really benefit people, but more content in the clouds, do not treat everyone as a peerless Tianjiao.
Most people have forcibly remembered a scales and half -claws, swallowed jujube, and knew about half a solution. There may even be errors during practice.
The cat is true.
Most mediocre people are most.
"In the past, the saints left after the presence, but this time did not go. Is there a major thing to announce it?"
Many people glanced at Ji Congxin on the high platform, and did not dare to fell on Ji from Ji from the heart.
They thought, and their hearts were hot.
Of course, there are also slow responses, and there are no different things.