On the surface, it looks like an ordinary monster, but in essence, it is obviously not.

Yu Ziqing asked the five little ones in his body, but they didn't know either. They were just little red apes like the old monk, and they could communicate with these red apes.

Yu Ziqing silently remembered these and moved on.

Completely out of the scope of the Flame Mountain, the flames disappeared, the magma also disappeared, and the earth turned black, like obsidian formed by the solidification of magma.

The temperature also began to drop rapidly to a temperature suitable for human survival, leaving the boundless wilderness.

All he could see was the hard, dry, charred earth. Even with Yu Ziqing's eyesight, he couldn't see anything different on the horizon.

Yu Ziqing looked back and saw that the flaming mountains behind him had disappeared.

Not long after he left, this situation occurred, which was obviously abnormal.

As he walked, the wind slowly stopped, and the sound of his footsteps began to become more and more obvious.

The sound of heartbeat, which in the past would have been ignored, slowly became obvious, like beating a drum.

The sound of blood flowing, rushing like a mighty river, was deafening.

Yu Ziqing stood still, just turning his head and looking around. Everything around him became exactly the same, and no difference could be seen.

Yu Ziqing stamped his feet. Neither Zi Zaitian nor Lou Huai appeared. He could not even sense the existence of these two guys.

Only the five little ones in the body can still be clearly sensed, because they are part of Yu Ziqing's practice.

I can't feel any magic in this place, I can't feel any power that I shouldn't have.

But Yu Ziqing was very sure that this ghost place was not normal. He had already been tricked when he set foot here.

Keeping moving forward will probably have no effect.

Without any reference or signpost to guide him, he must have gotten lost as a result of wandering around.

Yu Ziqing stood there, feeling like the world was far away, and he was crying with sadness.

Never before had he been able to feel only himself so clearly and passively eliminate all interference.

The power in his body, everything, became so clear that it could be clearly displayed in his mind without deliberately sensing it.

When you deliberately sense it, everything becomes clearer.

Yu Ziqing closed his eyes and felt calm. He knew that from this moment on, he had already entered the scope of influence of the Immortal Mandala.

It can have such influence, but there is no obvious power to influence it. It feels empty and more void than void.

This must not be formed naturally by heaven and earth, but caused by the influence of the power of the fairy grass.

He did not rush to take out the old pile, but took advantage of this opportunity to look back at himself without pretending to be external.

Re-examine your own practice and everything about yourself.

Never before has it been so clear.

There is nothing wrong with the practice of the Hungry Ghost Path, the main path. As long as you don't mess around on your own, this path is absolutely correct.

He could clearly feel and see clearly that the main road was thick, large and extremely straight, but unfortunately there were too few branches and leaves.

Because except for the magical powers that naturally awaken, he doesn't dare to mess around at all, for fear of causing problems.

Now, with the help of the geographical advantage, the magic, the endless nothingness, and looking back at ourselves, we can clearly see some small problems.

He filled it carefully and counted again. Some branches slowly began to branch out from the forks of the main trunk, and new shoots began to grow.

When looking again at physical training, we start from the foundation, remove the essentials, and remove the impurities in the blood and body that could not be seen in the past.

Looking back at all the acupoints, looking back at the sea of ​​​​blood, and constantly sorting it out, it's like repairing it all over again.

When it was no longer possible to continue refining, the energy and blood were reduced to 95% of the original, but the power was stronger and purer.

He practiced silently, and when the body refining returned to its original state, he could see with the clearest perspective the connection between the hungry ghosts and the body refining method.

It seems that there is little connection. Qi and blood are strong enough to warm and nourish the Yin Shen, and when the Yin Shen is strong, it can also feed the physical body and refine Qi and blood.

At this moment, Yu Ziqing clearly saw how the two were involved in each other and advanced at the same time.

Use the yang energy of the physical body to refine the yin spirit until the yin pole and yang arise, and the yin spirit turns into the yang spirit, advancing to the seventh level of the yang spirit state.

However, the Great Sun is able to eliminate the waste and retain the essence in this process, wash away the unnecessary things, and advance to the seventh level of body refining without stains.

This requires external pressure, the pressure of life and death. The current pressure is not enough, it just allows him to see clearly.

When Yu Ziqing opened his eyes, he still couldn't sense Zi Zaitian and Lou Huai, but his mind was peaceful and his thoughts were still.

That kind of nothingness could not shake his heart.

When the feeling of emptiness became stronger and stronger, Yu Zi understood clearly that this was the only way to see the immortal mandala.

Can't get around it.

Loneliness and emptiness are not filling, but constantly disintegrating, making everything become nothing, and making him become nothing.

So, he took out the old pile of fairy grass.

An ordinary, old pile like a wooden stick, in this void, seems to have condensed all the sense of existence in an instant.

The feeling of blood connection emerged, and Yu Ziqing had a feeling that no matter how void, no matter how lonely, he still existed, and he was the only existence in the void.

At this moment, he looked back, and the flaming mountains appeared again behind him.

And he only walked a distance of three or four miles in this wilderness.

Behind him, Zi Zaitian placed a big character, lying on the ground with empty eyes and muttering to himself.

"Demon King, you'd better kill me now, otherwise, I will pull you down and devour you sooner or later.

My lord, what kind of person you are, cannot be understood at all by a person like you who has been stepped on by others.

If you dare to kill me, my master will definitely let you die...

Hahaha, you really don’t dare to kill me.

How can a loser like you assume the position of the Demon King?

The demon can only survive if it is in my hands.

Come on, kill me, kill me."

On the other side, Lou Huai stood there with a ferocious look on his face.

“I’m walking the right path, that’s the right path!

What happened to the human demons? Can the human demons not follow the right path?

Who do you think you are? My elder brother said that I am on the right path, and that is the right path.

If you dare to say that I am not right, I will kill you.

Fuck you, I killed you using the right means. What does it have to do with my origin!

It's not like I can choose my origin. If you open your mouth about your origin or keep silent about your origin, you are worse than a devil.

Pooh!"

Yu Ziqing didn't know what Zizaitian and Lou Huai encountered, but judging from the situation, it should be different from what he encountered.

What he encountered was loneliness and nothingness, a nothingness where nothing existed. It was clear that nothing was pressing down on him, but the pressure was even greater.

Yu Ziqing stepped forward and waited quietly.

When Lou Huai started to go crazy, he held the old stake of fairy grass in his hand and touched Lou Huai's forehead.

Lou Huai's expression was startled, and when he saw Yu Ziqing, he burst into tears with a look of grievance.

"Brother, I am walking the right path, why do everyone insist on holding on to my origin as a demon?

Just because you are born a demon, you must die no matter what you do."

"It's okay. I told you that you are on the right path, and you are the right path. Anyone who talks about this will be beaten to death."

It was rare for Yu Ziqing to see Lou Huai looking so fragile, so he patted him on the shoulder and said a few words of comfort.

After Lou Huai recovered, Yu Ziqing walked towards Zi Zaitian who seemed to be trapped.

This guy had an unruly look on his face, and his eyes were filled with contempt.

"I am a demon. I dare to expose myself to such torture. I am really out of step with the times.

Demon King, if you have the ability, go find a big hungry ghost. Go ahead. Do you dare?

Bah, rubbish.”

Yu Ziqing and Lou Huai looked at Zi Zaitian's appearance with great interest.

This guy screamed harder than anyone else, but he was so stubborn that he refused to give in.

I had never noticed before that Zi Zaitian was so stubborn.

From what I heard, he was caught by the Demon King and was using various means to torture him.

That's right, Zi Zaitian was dealt with by him personally, and the Demon King's methods, which can only bring pain, are out of date long ago.

Yu Ziqing stretched out the old stake and tapped it on Zi Zaitian's forehead.
To be continued...