Chapter 58 Life and death are inevitable

A monk's time in seclusion is counted in tens or hundreds of years. The higher the level of cultivation, the more so. Sometimes it is rare to sit in jail for countless years and get nothing, but the next time it will be the same. In terms of patience, the monks are second to none.

In other words, the longer your life span, the stronger your patience is.

Of course, those who have an impatient nature and are hard to change, after all, are in the minority, so naturally they are not among them.

But the vast majority of monks are by no means lacking in patience.

Zhao Yu has been secretly working with the Corpse Cult for more than a year, and he doesn't feel bored either. The Corpse Cult and his entourage have not spoken for years, just walking on the road, and they don't feel bored either.

This world is really vast, and even if there are various crises and obstacles that make the average progress slow, it will not be much slower. I have been traveling for more than a year and have traveled more than a billion miles. A billion miles may seem like a long distance, but compared to the vastness of this broken world, it is only a short inch long.

Don't look at the broken sky pillar that seems to be right in front of you, just because the pillar-like mountain is too high.

Even if this world is not as good as Yuan and Guanglu, I'm afraid it's not that far behind. At least it is more than ten light years in diameter. Although when I came from the beast's nest, I landed not at the edge, but close to the center, but it was still far away.

In such a vast world, the most convenient means of traveling is the space gate on Yuanhe Guanglu. Even Daoist Yuanshen couldn't bear to travel by foot alone.

The so-called day and night changes, and the nights are long and full of dreams, let alone this tomb of the true immortal, which is full of crises?

One of the members of the Divine Corpse Cult accidentally leaked a trace of their energy, and was entangled in a resentment.

Although this resentment has become weak, it has persisted for so many years. It is at least the legacy of a high-grade Yuan Shen monk. But after all, time is like a knife, and the resentment of the high-grade Yuanshen monks has also faded away. Although the resentment is strange and vicious, it is not too difficult for Daoist Yuanshen to get rid of such resentment.

But this is the Tomb of the True Immortal!

Who dares to let go of his hands and feet and use his magical powers?

When the time comes, don't say that one resentment has been wiped out, and it will be a blessing if it doesn't attract thousands of resentments.

I can hit you, but you can only live with it and cannot hit me. This is the dilemma faced by everyone in the Corpse Cult.

Resentment is extraordinary, don't look at a thin gray-black Qi whining and wailing, but if you are really touched by it, you will accidentally fall into the void world constructed by resentment. After all, the resentment comes from the high-grade soul, no matter how weak it is, it essentially surpasses the low-grade soul in a certain aspect. Ordinary means can't defeat it in a few hits.

Once it is stained, the resentment will rot the body, and the resentment will curse the soul. Although it can be lucky to withstand it, the foundation will be severely damaged.

In an environment like the Tomb of the True Immortal, who Daoist Yuan Shen would dare to take action without restraint unless absolutely necessary?

And Zhao Yu also saw the cruelty of the monks - the monks of the Divine Corpse Sect are indeed extraordinary. The real person who accidentally leaked his qi secrets, saw that he couldn't get rid of the entanglement of resentment, so he even sacrificed his life to pay for it!

Since he left the team, his resentment no longer lingered on the other four people, but he was looking for this person. The man laughed wildly, used all his magic weapons and energy, and shot up into the sky to destroy this resentment. However, his body was broken by the surge of other resentments and legal thoughts, his soul was devoured, and his soul was scattered.

When Zhao Yu saw it, he couldn't help but sigh.

Monks live toward death, with immortality as their ultimate goal. But it’s not a matter of settling down. The path of spiritual practice is difficult and dangerous. Even when you are sitting in a gate, if you are deeply involved in the great path, there is also the danger of turning away from it. It can be said that the path of a monk is a crisis at every step.

The more experience you have, the more you will naturally become more open-minded.

If you can't escape, then you won't escape.

Yuanshen monks have the dignity of Yuanshen monks. They want to die, but they also want to die vigorously.

"Life and death are taboos for living beings. But they are inevitable. Isn't the purpose of practicing immortality just to avoid death and to live towards life? If I see him die in front of me today, he may not be another person in the future. Seeing me die in front of me In front of you. The avenue is endless, the avenue is endless, and dying on the road of exploring the avenue can be regarded as contented."

The resentment that devoured the true spirit of the Divine Corpse Sect became even stronger. Zhao Yu sighed secretly and stopped sensing. He just stayed with the four Taoist Yuan Chen and continued to move forward.

Just like thousands of troops on the road, after all, some people are left behind, but if there is no one left behind, who will look at the one who is left behind? It’s too late to rush back.

Zhao Yu also became more cautious.

As soon as he arrived, he recklessly used the five-color divine light to break the illusion, and was almost killed by Heiqi. Later, relying on the magic of time, he actually caused the shadow of his finger to be imprinted in the long river of time. If it weren't for the methods left by the ancestor, he would have died long ago.

Now we see the miserable death of the real person of the Divine Corpse Sect.

The more I sympathize with the crisis in the tomb of the True Immortal. Therefore, he is more cautious and does not dare to neglect at all.

The more I experience it, the more I am in awe. Not only Zhao Yu, but also the remaining four Taoist priests Yuan Chen became increasingly cautious.

They were still blinded by the illusion, but they actually did not see how their fellow Taoists died. But the danger of that kind of resentment is deeply imprinted in my heart.

But that was probably the case, Taoist Yuan Chen and the four of them moved faster and faster.

Firstly, I feel more and more familiar with it, but secondly, I feel scared and want to achieve my goal as soon as possible.

Zhao Yu turned into a speck of dust, floating around, but not slow. It was a fluke in my heart - fortunately, these resentment, law, intention and supernatural powers had no independent consciousness and were locked solely by Qi. Otherwise, if they had independent consciousness, the dust transformed by Zhao Yu might not be able to escape their eyes.

A speck of dust can travel dozens or hundreds of miles in an instant. This is obvious. If it weren't for the illusion, and if the tomb of the true immortal didn't dare to find out his spiritual thoughts, it would not be easy for Zhao Yu to follow him safely.

Over the past year or so, Zhao Yu has gained a deeper understanding of the method of change. Many principles must be confirmed in practice. No matter the magical power, you have to try it to know whether it is good or not. The deduction of the soul is only the first step, confirming the truth is the ultimate goal.

For more than a year, he looks like a speck of dust, and he is truly a speck of dust. If you can't move quickly, you will be no different from any speck of dust.

This art of transforming dead objects has completely reached the current level of perfection.

In other words, Zhao Yu can break through the barrier at any time and advance to the second level of Yuan Shen.

However, this true immortal tomb is not a good place to advance to the realm. Every time a monk is promoted, it is an improvement in the level of life. At that moment, stimulating the celestial phenomena and exposing the energy mechanism is seeking death.

Therefore, although he has reached perfection in his heart, he still wants to suppress his cultivation, which is a bit helpless.

The closer the mountain is, the more shocking it is. Although it has been broken long ago, only half of it is left, which makes people look up to it.

The visible and invisible figures that stood in Zhao Yu's induction, large and small resentments, legal intentions, and magical powers, became increasingly sparse. But each one is more powerful.