Dragon Warrior

The four war gods of the Yaozu, except for their extraordinary cultivation, are all concerned with the development of the entire Yaozu, otherwise they would not have voluntarily followed Ao Yuzhen and set off a storm. As early as a hundred years ago, they had put life and death aside. What's more, after a hundred years, everything has become bearish, and he agrees with Wu Yi's decision.

"Seniors understand the righteousness, but young juniors like Taishan and Xiaohuo are irritable, impulsive and irritable, and they will definitely not let it go. When it is really a last resort, please strictly restrain yourself and refrain from unnecessary resistance. "Wu Yi was still a little worried, and urged again.

Shao Tianhua assured: "You can rest assured, as long as our old bones are still there, those younger generations will not be able to make any big waves. You can go to understand it with peace of mind. Don't forget the agreed time limit. It’s time to show up and report that you’re safe, and let us see hope!”

"That's for sure, I'm leaving." Wu Yi nodded solemnly, disappeared from the hall in a flash, and the difficulties he had to face if he wanted to understand the mysteries of heaven and earth within five days were beyond doubt. God, every second counts, don't let it go to waste.

Dragons were born in the sea, and they have a natural sense of intimacy with this sea area, especially after the golden blood in Wu Yi's body has been completely revived, this feeling of intimacy has become even stronger. Now he has transformed into a dragon, breaking through the waves in the blue sea water, I feel extremely happy.

Wu Yi swam quickly while adjusting his heart. The League Army, Ao Yuzhen, Su Qingxue...all the emotions that would affect his mood swings were temporarily suppressed, and all his mind was used to perceive this ocean , Perceive this world, perceive this real existence, the vast world, like an old monk meditating, swam around the East China Sea three times rapidly, the mood was completely peaceful, and every tiny nerve in the body stretched out its tentacles , exploring the most subtle undercurrent, the faintest breath of life, and the most elusive rules.

"Opportunities and risks coexist, and I have to take this risk." Wu Yi hovered in the dark and deep sea vortex for a while, finally made up his mind, jumped into the torrent, this process was not easy for him Moshang, but this time, without the support of the Demon-Suppressing Cauldron, only relying on the dragon itself to resist the powerful devouring force, the danger can be imagined.

Zhenmo Ding can form a relatively closed space to ensure its own safety, but in this way, it completely cuts off Wu Yi's connection with the natural world, and the feeling he gets is very weak, and it is difficult to form useful information. It is just a very vague It's just a concept. If you want to truly understand the mysteries of the Eight Extremes, you must practice it yourself. As soon as you jump in, your body completely loses control. It almost collapsed completely. During the high-speed grazing process, any slight impact is a fatal threat.

With the experience of casting the Demon-Suppressing Cauldron, he has a deeper understanding of the rules of heaven. Facing the violent impact, he began to try to imprint the regular pattern engraved on the Demon-Suppressing Cauldron on the body of the dragon. The light flickered, forming a thin light curtain, dissolving most of the impact force.

"The way of heaven is to damage the excess and make up for the deficiency. Therefore, if the excess is damaged, it is better to make up for the deficiency. The higher one suppresses it, the lower one lifts it up, the excess damages it, and the deficiency makes up for it. It is only the way! All things are born, yin and yang are born alternately, and the two merge into one."

After temporarily guaranteeing the safety of his life, Wu Yi circulated the divine power of the blood and the power of the heavenly way to repair the damaged body of the dragon, and at the same time recited loudly the last verse of the "Heavenly Dao Jue", which is profound and complicated, and hides the truth. His voice seemed so faint in the vast tsunami, but in his heart, it was like Huang Zhong Dalu, echoing endlessly. While reciting and comprehending, he gradually entered a state of "no self", and the Lingtai was completely empty. Ming, chaos is like a newborn.

This is an extremely rare ethereal state, which allows martial arts monks to abandon all negative emotions contaminated in the world of mortals while possessing powerful energy. Naturally, the comprehension is advancing by leaps and bounds, and it is infinitely closer to the true. Of course, all of this is not accidental, with the influence of the Eight Extremes, and Wu Yi's practice of "Heavenly Dao Jue", and the study of refining tools, alchemy, magic circles, etc. The accumulation of many secret arts is inextricably linked with its own unique blood inheritance and survival experience.

If you were an ordinary master of the God King Realm, your body would be weak, and you would not be able to survive in the vortex of the sea without the support of the spiritual weapon. If you relied on the spiritual weapon to form a barrier, it would be difficult to get close to nature, and you would not be able to gain such insights. The god-level masters of the monster race have a powerful beast body, which can sustain immortality, but their spiritual wisdom is too late, and their comprehension of the natural way of heaven is relatively slow, so they can only rely on continuous strengthening of the beast body and exert their natural abilities to the extreme to break through For cultivation, it is difficult to understand the mystery from the comprehension of the rules of heaven and earth, even if one is lucky enough to enter the land of eight poles, it will not help.

And Wu Yi has been comprehending "The Jue of Heaven" for many years, and has long had a lot of vague feelings about the natural way of heaven. He is extremely talented and has a strong comprehension ability. The golden blood, with the ability to repair, and the almost indestructible body, has both, coupled with the impact of the eight poles, it has entered the real "land of no self".

Chaotic and selfless, mysterious and unspeakable, Wu Yi seems to have completely lost himself, forgetting where he is, where he is going, confused, not knowing where he is going, but what he sees is no longer a piece of nothingness. In the endless darkness, I saw the strands of stars hidden in the darkness, like fire and silver flowers, fleeting, but there was a strange rhythm hidden between the flickering and dimming.

Wu Yi is addicted to it, throwing away all the mundane world, and catching this rhythm with all his heart, just like a newborn baby who has just opened his eyes to experience a brand new world, all cognitions are subverted, it seems to be muddled, In fact, it directly reaches the truth. At the beginning, the illusory silver light became more and more dense and stronger, like the stars hanging high in the nine heavens, small and far away, but dazzling and irreplaceable.

The deep-sea dive was still going on, but Wu Yi was surrounded by silver light, like a silkworm cocoon, those protruding reefs, before approaching, turned into dust and disappeared into the rolling waves, which was extraordinary.