Predecessors all over the world

Mu Tianguang was really waiting outside and couldn't get in.

The snow was falling, and he closed his eyes and felt it for a moment. He summoned the Snow Sword and integrated the key points he realized in the illusion, and waved it gently.

The air was surging like a tide, and the snow waves flew, and the soft snow truly showed the power of this sword.

Far better than before.

Mu Tianguang felt a faint joy in his heart. For the sword cultivator, nothing is more happy than improving his sword skills. While his understanding is still there, he encountered Han Xue again, and he seized the time to realize the sword.

Yin Miaomiao finished bathing, and what he saw was the scene of him wielding his sword to realize the truth on a hazy snowy night - I have to say, it is very beautiful. Mu Tianguang has a kind of restrained and cold beauty, and is noble when he is not contaminated with the worldly feelings.

It has never been worn out, but it is bright and charming, like the red plums in the snow, and can no longer move your eyes away.

She didn't bother him, she lifted a trace of the curtain and looked at her with a wrong eye.

After a long time, he got away from the mysterious realm and saw her at a glance: "Hello?"

"Come in." She waved, "It's getting dark."

Mu Tianguang lifted the curtain and entered, the bathtub was steaming, and the clean hot water was ready. She said simply: "Stay a break and go down the mountain tomorrow."

"Okay." He responded, hesitated for a while, and untied his clothes.

Yin Miaomiao didn't look at it considerately, turned her back and copied the newly learned palm techniques with the candlelight. People who have lost their memory can no longer believe their memory. They can write down the most reliable words. After writing the moves, she again

Writing down my own experience and the combination of Feng Meiren’s enemies one by one, a lot of inspiration burst out during this period, reviewing the old and learning the new, the ancients did not deceive me.

It was midnight after finishing.

Mu Tianguang was only wearing a middle-clothed shirt, and the ink was radiating, which was a little more warm than usual. Yin Miaomiao looked at him, put away his pen and ink, and waved to him on the bed.

He walked over and sat next to her.

After a while, she held her hand hanging down.

The candlelight swayed, casting a picture of two people snuggling on the wall of the tent on one side.

Mu Tianguang suddenly said, "Miaomiao."

"Hmm?" Yin Miaomiao responded subconsciously, turned to his senses, and laughed, "Yeah."

He allowed him to call his own name.

He felt a little embarrassed: "You can also call my name directly."

"Oh, it depends on my mood." She was not cold or hot.

Mu Tianguang: “…”

She broke free from him and put on the quilt to sleep: "I want to sleep for an hour, you are not allowed to disturb me, I will come and have an hour for you when you look back."

Experience told her that to repair the loss of spiritual consciousness, it is best to have a good sleep.

"Okay." He responded, "I'll guard you."

Yin Miaomiao smiled and fell asleep with her eyes closed.

An hour later, she woke up on time and replaced Mu Tianguang to rest. Although he felt that meditating for an hour was enough to recover his energy, he did not refute her kindness and lay in the bed where she had slept.

The quilt was surprisingly comfortable with her fragrance and temperature.

Sleepiness came, and he fell asleep faster than he thought.

When he woke up, he found her leaning against his pillow and gently stroked his cheek. "Awaken?" She leaned over and kissed him on the corner of his lips, "You look so cute when you fall asleep."

Mu Tianguang unnaturally opened his face.

"Why, I think it's inappropriate to use the word cute for men?" She chuckled softly with her arm on her pillow, "Then you're a big mistake. What does 'cute' mean? It's something that makes people love, do you understand?"

He raised his eyes: "What do you mean?"

She kissed him and went to Adam's apple.

When I woke up in the early morning, my blood was in full swing.

He was so moved that he couldn't help but reach out to her waist and press it against him, slowly rubbing through the fabric, and his love was as bright as sparks, gradually becoming uncontrollable. Yin Miaomiao gave up his dominance on his body and just caressed him.

On his cheek, he guided him to kiss, his tongue tip was hooked against the tip of his tongue, his teeth bit his lips, and the numbness was transmitted to his lower abdomen, and the two of them were tightly attached.

Understanding is important at all times, like practicing swords, and so is fish and water. This time, Mu Tianguang no longer needs her guidance, and already knows that he should search for hidden paths in the dense forest and follow his instinct

, It is time to wait after the rain, slowly hold your breath.

In the graceful and deep valley, the water flows, you will meet a beauty, and birds live in green peaches.

There was an intertwined breathing in the tent.

**Stop.

Yin Miaomiao asked him: "Will you feel regretful or disgusted at this time?"

He shook his head. Although it was beyond his expectations when he fell into a love disorder in the secret realm, this matter was not a matter of thought, but there were signs that had been premature. Taking this step was the inevitable result of his unstable heart.

"Then how do you feel?" Yin Miaomiao was very curious.

Mu Tianguang thought for a while and said, "Calm."

"Calm?" she was surprised, "Why?"

He hesitated: "I don't know, maybe I want to follow the essence and my heart is not disturbed, so I calm my mind."

“Happy?”

He was silent for a while and said softly: "Yeah."

"That's good." She smiled with relief, "I'm really afraid that I've seduced you and caused you to have a demon."

He said, "It has nothing to do with you, it's me... I'm not in a good state of mind."

"Oh, that is to say, if you met me this time in the secret realm, would you have been able to get to this point?" she asked with a smile.

Mu Tianguang was completely unaware of the hidden mystery. He thought about it and said calmly: "I was very disgusted with Meiji's actions. I thought about it in front of her... And you are different. When you agreed to be close to me

, I don’t want to resist in my heart.”

At the end of the day, I can't help but feel embarrassed.

Beautiful words are not necessarily sweet words, and heartfelt words are sometimes even more unbearable. Yin Miaomiao cleared his throat and smiled in his eyes: "So that's it."

He said softly: "Yeah."

Yin Miaomiao sat up and said, "Okay, it's time to leave."

"Okay." He sat up and dressed in conjunction.

It took about three days to go down the mountain, and then they arrived at the middle of the third and fourth mountains. Looking out from the mountain, they could only see the black fog here. When they walked in front of them, they could see clearly the level of the level.

The true face of Mount Lu.

Grave.

The bright green light suddenly drifted away, appearing and disappearing, like a ghost fire.

Yin Miaomiao's expression became solemn: "It seems that this level will not be easy to pass."

"Be careful." He held her hand.

The two of them all stepped into the black fog, and their vision was blocked and they could not see clearly. At the same time, thousands of ghosts cried, and the shrill sound penetrated their ears, making the eardrum hurt, and the spiritual power in their bodies rolled up.

Yin Miaomiao immediately used the Mingxin Art to calm down the spiritual power in his body, and asked Mu Tianguang again: "Is that good?"

"I'm fine." Mu Tianguang's voice was as usual, only water would cause waves. If it was a glacier, no matter how much external force was, it would be useless. The spiritual power in his body could be "freezed", and the sound attack could not do anything.

But she asked him the first time, he was always happy.

However, the danger here is not the time of romance. The two of them have barely calmed down their spiritual power, and an evil ghost with a violent aura rushed towards them.

Yin Miaomiao waved a ball of flame with his hand.

Fire is the ultimate yang, and it is the world that restrains evil things.

The evil ghost acting as cannon fodder was swallowed by her flames and howled in pain. But Yin Miaomiao's mood did not relax at all. There were not only one or two evil ghosts here, but there were probably thousands. Sure enough, they also knew

Where did they have the advantage of me? They would give them a chance to breathe. In a blink of an eye, dozens of ghosts surrounded by black mist pounced on me.

The two of them took action together and killed the evil ghosts without mercy.

The flames burned, and all the evil ghosts dissipated into smoke, and their souls flew out of the sky.

Ice and snow spread, the anger freezes and shatters into dust, and the soul scatters back to the ground.

It is rare to have so many free training after getting the new skills. Yin Miaomiao intends to familiarize himself with the "Luying Palm Method", adds the flames in his palm, and quickly integrates the insights obtained in the illusion into reality. He beats several sets of palm methods.

The body's stagnation disappeared, and I gradually felt like practicing in the illusion.

Mu Tianguang is the same. The newly realized sword technique is not yet mature, but it can be inspired in actual combat, constantly adjusting to achieve perfection.

What's even better is that the cooperation between the two of them became more and more tacit. At first, they needed simple words, but later they only took a look, and took care of the shortcomings on this end, and protected the other end. Three days passed, and the evil of the cemetery was

There are endless ghosts. They take turns to rest and restore their spiritual power, but they are not approached by any evil ghost.

They reached the center of the cemetery.

The scene here is different from other places. It is not a round grave, but a thick and dense old locust tree, which exudes not a black anger, but a scarlet blood.

When you look closely, you can find that blood and energy are composed of countless ghost faces, with only three holes in the eyes and mouth, with a hideous face and very terrifying.

Yin Miaomiao carefully searched for the knowledge related to ghosts in his mind and hesitated: "Is this... a ghost demon?"

As mentioned in the previous article, the cultivation world is divided into Taoist cultivation, demon cultivation, and demon cultivation according to the different Qi of cultivation, and according to the different essence of cultivation, it can actually be divided into human cultivation, demon cultivation, and ghost cultivation.

Ghost cultivation refers to a special situation in which a person's soul does not dissipate after death and will start practicing by chance and can continue to exist in the world. The qi absorbed by ghost cultivation is a type of turbid air, but it is different from the demonic air. It is called

Yin Qi.

Generally speaking, ghost cultivators do not move around in the human world, and the yin energy is the most prosperous in the underworld.

When it comes to the underworld, we have to talk about the concept of "world".

The world, the world is time, and the world is space. Each world can actually be divided into three realms: the underworld, also called the underworld, which controls the reincarnation and death of mortals. Only ghost cultivators and souls can enter. What is the specific situation?

People don’t know it; the human world is the mortal world, which is the place where mortals live; the fairy world, to be precise, is the realm of cultivation, which is the place where monks live and practice.

So what about the immortal world where you really ascend to the Immortal Queen? According to the circulating saying, in fact, there is no heavenly court imagined in the mortal world. What are the immortal emperors, god emperors, and true immortals?

Ascend to become a fairy queen, the immortal transcends the "world".

What kind of world is outside the "world", and no ascension boss has come back to answer. Yin Miaomiao's guess should be a higher-dimensional world, which may be the difference between three-dimensional, four-dimensional and five-dimensional. Anyway, I can't understand it now.

Back to the topic, like the demon cultivator, the ghost cultivator himself has a set of hierarchies, namely: ghost soldiers (qi refining), ghost soldiers (foundation building), ghost generals (golden elixir), ghost king (Ninth Soul), ghost emperor (

Transforming God), after the fusion after the transformation of God is cultivated, it seems that like the golden elixir, there will be some kind of qualitative change.

Therefore, whether it is a ghost cultivation, human cultivation or a demon cultivation, it is said that once you pass the God Transformation Stage and enter the fusion stage, you will have different paths and end up with the same destination. Therefore, the subsequent state unification is called fusion, Mahayana, and tribulation.

"It is said that" means that no one in the fourteen continents has cultivated to the fusion... It is all rumors.

The ghost and demon do not refer to ghost cultivators, but to a gathering of countless resentful ghosts and evil spirits. They do not exist in entities, but are more like a strange energy body mixed with yin energy and demonic energy. They can be said to be half-ghost and non-demonic.

monster.

It is not easy to deal with this creature.

The author has something to say: knock on the blackboard. In this article, the fairy world refers to the cultivation world/the fairy world. After the monk ascended, he became an "immortal".

Immortals should be higher-level lives, transcending the scope of the world, that is, they are not restricted by space and time, and are a level that people (cultivists) cannot imagine and understand. They are completely transcendent and completely free, so there is no real immortal.

A fairy-level society like Luo Jinxian is not considered to be transcendent, it is clearly in another ordinary world.

See you tomorrow ~