Rebirth of Merry Comprehension

After a while, Mo Li hurried back, holding a short black stick in his hand. The stick was half a foot long and had a sticky surface.

"This tree heart has just been formed, but it is still usable. I saw this six-hundred-year-old willow tree in the front yard a few days ago. I originally planned to refine an evil god's throne to foster the Yin God and cultivate the soul.

Now it's good, I can use you to draw out the true dragon's energy, and maybe you can get a trace of it later, and it may be even more powerful after you become an evil god!"

While groping for the short black wooden stick, Mo Li couldn't help but smile weirdly. After that, he bit his own finger and slowly smeared blood on it. While smearing, he recited a sentence.

A strange spell.

Strangely, with his spell, the blood on the stick began to slowly seep in, forming circles of twisted and slender blood lines.

The blood lines are intertwined, forming a vague font. At first glance, it looks like the talisman of the Immortal family. This is a curse seal!

Mo Li didn't know what it was like to practice Yin Shen among the three immortal sects in the Seven Emperors Continent. Anyway, the cultivation technique in Peng Zu's memory was like this. No matter how effective it was, it looked vaguely rough anyway.

In fact, this is not to blame Peng Zu. In fact, in his era, almost all magic spells have disappeared. It is already very good to have such fragments of spells. After traveling for a hundred years, he has only obtained a few fragments of such spells.

The ancient barbarian witchcraft and the useless "Tai Shang Dragon Transformation Jue"!

Of course, the memory of Peng Zu that Mo Li obtained was also very incomplete. As for the content other than these things, he didn't know.

"The evil god guides, the road of yin and yang ends, the thread of innateness, the yin god of Feng Shui!"

Slowly applying it, Mo Li's movements also gradually slowed down. Instead, he seemed to be sketching something with great force. After a while, his face turned pale, his whole body trembled, and he felt completely exhausted.

"Huchihuchi——"

When he finished the last stroke, Mo Li's vision suddenly went dark, and he fell down softly. After a few breaths, he opened his eyes slightly, laughed miserably, and gently hid the wooden stick in his sleeves, struggling.

Getting up, Mo Li stumbled onto the bed and fell asleep...

In the blink of an eye, three days passed. In the past three days, Mo Li had been pale and ate very little. Unlike the big fish and meat before, he only had some light porridge every day. This was a big shock to Baguio.

Jump and visit him several times almost every day.

"Young Master, please eat more, how can it be so little!" Baguio couldn't help but worry as he watched Mo Li eat the remaining half of the bowl of bird's nest. He didn't know what kind of illness this young master was, even though he didn't want to

I saw him, but the young master seems less careless and annoying recently.

"Cough, cough, cough, it's okay. I just feel cold occasionally. It's normal to have a loss of appetite. Go down!"

Waving his hands lightly, Mo Li looked very tired and seemed unwilling to say anything more.

"Damn it, I didn't expect this Yin Shen technique to be really dangerous. If I hadn't already had enough foundation in my soul, this would have been enough to kill me!"

After Baguio left, Mo Li finally got rid of his previous fatigue, but his expression was still bad, but he just muttered to himself bitterly.

It turned out that after he had finished the Evil God's tablet before, he hurriedly started practicing the Yin God's technique.

The power in his soul was not something he cultivated himself. Without his operation and hard work, how could he possibly use it? Although it is his, it is like money in a bank and must be withdrawn.

Flowers need to be cultivated.

However, it didn't matter as soon as he started practicing, he made a fatal mistake. He started practicing the art of Yin Shen in broad daylight, and his soul was almost scattered by the sunlight.

"Fortunately, I have a long life. Otherwise, dying like this wouldn't be worse than Peng Zu?" Mo Li clenched his fist hard, and the blood flowed rapidly in his body. He seemed to have grown a little stronger these days.

, that Gu insect also grew slowly, and was able to sneak out to eat some live chickens, ducks, cats and dogs in the kitchen, and the feedback to him also increased day by day. Unknowingly, his martial arts realm was about to break through the first level of health preservation.

Already.

However, the damage to the soul is not as simple as it seems!

"Damn it, I'm going to risk it all. I'll practice again under the cover of night. The worst I can do is get injured again. The yin energy is strong at night, and I'm almost in an out-of-body state. I don't believe I'll die!"

Suddenly, Mo Li gritted his teeth and decisively took out a small piece of black wood stick from under the pillow. At this time, after being fed day and night with essence and blood, the stick had slightly gathered some yin energy, and the overall length

The thickness is also gradually changing, shrinking towards the middle.

No matter what, I am getting more and more comfortable with things!

Smiling secretly with joy, Mo Li decisively raised the ugly black wooden bump between his eyebrows, and then imagined a black nine-story wooden building in his head.

This is the visualization method passed down from Peng Zu. The nine floors are a symbol of the soul. If you can successfully visualize, you can leave the imprint of this wooden building in the soul. At that time, as long as you can build it layer by layer

If he breaks through and finally escapes from this wooden building, he will be able to successfully leave his body and travel around the world.

Concentrating one's mind, leaving one's body, and traveling at night, every step is extremely difficult and dangerous, but it requires more understanding. This thing is not as good as martial arts, and those who practice martial arts are faster than those who practice mindlessly.

Once you are calm, you will be able to be still, and then you will be at peace. Since you are cultivating your soul, it is naturally necessary to calm your mind and have no distractions.

Slowly taking a deep breath and gathering his thoughts, Mo Li began to become focused, gathered his thoughts, and imagined the black nine-story wooden building in his head. This feeling of cultivation, he could get it from his memory.

Once you tune it out, it won't feel too unfamiliar. Once you slowly enter the state, it will actually give you a novel feeling.

If you cannot understand the acupoints through martial arts training, you will not be able to become a saint in the physical body after all. The cultivation of the physical body has limitations after all. The acupuncture points in a person's body are like the stars in the sky, numerous and mysterious. If you cannot understand the mystery of the physical body, it is not the Dao after all! However, if someone

If you can practice enlightenment and echo the stars in the sky, you will be able to move your hands and feet with infinite power, capture dragons and throw elephants, and you will be able to compare with the immortals based on your physical body.

Mo Li felt that he could not enter the wooden building for a long time, and couldn't help but be distracted by other things. He thought of a sentence in the martial arts book left by Uncle Zhong before, and he couldn't help deepening his understanding of it again.

The yearning for soul cultivation.

According to rumors, immortals cultivate both soul and body. As long as the acupuncture points in the body are opened, the body is tempered, and the soul is strengthened, one can gradually decipher the mysteries of the body and spy on the legendary immortality. That is the real immortal way.

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After making up his mind, Mo Li felt a sudden clarity in his heart. Unknowingly, there were no distracting thoughts in his mind, his thoughts were focused, and he carefully felt where his soul was.

Gradually, Mo Li felt the faint scent of sandalwood lingering on the tip of his nose. This was what he had ordered the girl from Baguio to order. The cultivation of the soul was equivalent to seeing oneself as a god. Aren't gods just competing for a stick of incense?

Besides, this sandalwood also has the effect of stabilizing the mind...

"Click——"

Suddenly, Mo Li felt his heart tremble, and his whole body unexpectedly entered a dark place.

"Come in!" Mo Li secretly breathed a sigh of relief and nervously felt this black space. Isn't it the ninth floor? How can I go up without stairs? It's so dark...

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