After returning to his yard from the Seixin Hall, Lin Chongyang found that there was a smaller courtyard next to the yard, and his yard was also cleaned.

He even found a letter on his piano table, and he could tell who left it.

"Ha~ This kid."

He took the letter into his hand, broke the simple magic on it, took out the letter paper and opened it, and the content was roughly explained to Lin Chongyang about his past years, saying that he was doing well, and everyone was very kind to him, and also said that he named himself because he had a destiny to be entangled with the Yunhai Immortal Sect, so he had to study for a while without having to worry about the senior brother.

After folding the letter and collecting it, Lin Chongyang walked to the door and pushed open the door and entered the room.

I took off the envelope paper from the bookshelf and placed it on the table, then started grinding the ink, preparing to reply to the Nijun.

Although the Yunhai Immortal Gate is quite special, the senior management has special Feixin contact information, and if you give me some holy energy from the journey to the Emperor, it will definitely be fine to fly to the Yunhai Immortal Gate.

He wrote quickly, from simple care and greetings to his personal experiences of practicing, a total of six pieces of letter paper. Lin Chongyang folded the letter paper and put it in an envelope. After sealing it, his body of work sealed it and flew out.

Then he took the file and recorded the trip to Xihuang Buddha Realm in detail from the time and place, how long it took, the identity of the participants, whether to seal or kill, whether there is a backup plan, and how much merit or demerit were.

After adding a personal opinion at the end of the roll, the ink was evaporated and carefully sealed.

After dealing with the matter at hand, Lin Chongyang set up layers of barriers in the room, returned to the couch and sat cross-legged, transforming the Divine Emperor out on both knees.

Then he took out a music box and saw that the four words "Shenru Xuanzhang" were compiled on the box. It was the object given to him by Xia Kanxuan before, and it was also the finished product after Lin Tianxing and others pondered and improved.

After unraveling the magic, Lin Chongyang also learned about the relevant information as a little bit of inspiration came into his eyebrows.

On the premise of reducing power and eliminating disadvantages, the function is to eliminate distracting thoughts, calm your mind and clear minds, with the purpose of reducing the probability of getting involved in the devil.

It is still the first version, and it is only suitable for people with higher realms.

The true energy is injected, the music box is slowly activated, and the mysterious sound is lingering, and the spiritual consciousness is penetrated, but Lin Chongyang does not feel that his spiritual platform is clear and bright.

What he saw was blood, the passionate blood of countless martyrs.

What he heard was faith and the oath of countless martyrs.

Shoulder responsibility and take over the banner, prove that the sacrifices of martyrs are valuable, and the sacrifices of fellow men are valuable.

It is their wish and their expectations that our ancestors die and their happiness and well-being.

But...they're the wrong way.

The sacrifices of generation after generation are to protect the people, but they only protect the people, to let Cang live, but they are also to let Cang live.

As time goes by, even their names become blurred until they are completely forgotten, and even the traces of existence disappear completely, but what they are only for Cang to live.

Is such a sacrifice worth it?

This is a dialectical question.

Too much respect for the so-called human rights is actually the most disrespectful thing about human rights.

I don’t want to be above the people, but I find that I can only be above the people.

Complete human rights and democracy are not a good thing. If there are too many people, the opinions of those who can be successful may be covered up, and most people’s choices may not be correct.

Fairness and equality are all ambiguous words, so relative human rights and democracy are necessary.

With the operation of the mysterious chapter of the God Confucian Confucianism, the unrecognizable and difficult-to-expression thoughts deep in Lin Chongyang's consciousness arose again.

"I seem to...forgot something..."

At some point, Lin Chongyang's left hand was already on the sword edge of the Divine Emperor. The divine weapon that came from the same source simply broke through its defense, and the pain in his heart awakened it from the haze.

Let go of the sword and look at the wound that is deep and visible to the bone, Lin Chongyang murmured

"What did you forget..."

In the wound, blood that emits luster like mercury slurry slowly flows. After a few breaths, the wound heals itself without leaving a trace.

“What the hell is it…”

Taking advantage of the mysterious sound of Niao Niao, Lin Chongyang did not find out what he had forgotten.

"Forget it, it must not be an important thing..."

I sorted out the memory over and over again, and there was no logical fault, and there was no problem with the key data.

In the end, Lin Chongyang gave up his plan to continue searching. The Ghost Prison came to an end for the time being, but it was only a few hundred years before his comeback. At the same time, there was also the disaster of the Eight-Tianjin God...

For him, time is still too urgent, but in just a few hundred years, it is difficult to make great progress.

Before that, he still needs to go through the Five Dao of Haozheng. With his current strength, it is very difficult to pass the level under the premise that the people who guard the pass will not let go.

It’s easy to say the first two levels, but it’s hard to say the last three levels.

It is difficult to make breakthroughs in other aspects. You can only place your hopes on the blood essence and create life. There is no need to be too much. As long as you can practice 30% of the fur, your chances of winning will be higher.

"Huh~"

After exhaling a breath of turbid air, Lin Chongyang communicated with the Divine Emperor at the same time, he began to change blood according to the route of exercise in the book. His complexion became pale at a speed visible to the naked eye, but the qi gradually transformed and became stronger.

The will begin to merge into the qi and blood at an extremely slow speed as the blood flows, accompanied by the surging qi and blood flowing all over the body to cleanse the muscles and marrow.

With every extra trace of will that integrates into Lin Chongyang, he has a little more control over his body. Although the speed is extremely slow, he can feel that he is making progress.

Even if this progress is accompanied by the unbearable severe pain of ordinary people, if it were not for the help of the gods and scholars, Lin Chongyang would be sure that he would not be able to complete the first cycle smoothly by relying solely on himself.

After a cycle was completed, Lin Chongyang evaporated the cold sweat on his body and checked his own changes. He seemed to have developed something extraordinary inexplicable.

Refining essence into qi, qi combines with blood, and using blood as the guide, the spirit enters the sky.

Blood permeates the world, and the world is like oneself. If you use it hard, you will swallow the universe.

“This thing…”

Seize the creation of heaven and earth, seize the essence of the universe, and cover the will of heaven with one's own will. God's will is my will.

"...Blood Sky?"

The blood and energy of the most yang, the most sage scattered, Lin Chongyang felt the changes and his expression was a little inexplicable.

Although he himself has indeed built a complete set of qi and blood circulation, the creation of blood essence has indeed provided him with great help. It is understandable that the chemical reaction between the two is...

Understand...

If he hadn't been educated that he wouldn't allow him to swear, he really wanted to say it once.

Then, from the clue of missing part of memory, it can be inferred that either there is a "person" behind him, or there is a problem with his background...

But no matter what, it is not something he can contact now, he can only base himself on the present.

Soothe his thoughts, Lin Chongyang eliminated his distracting thoughts and continued to use his skills. As the cycle was completed again and again, the magical energy in the Divine Emperor also improved his body bit by bit, and the severe pain continued to increase endlessly.

Especially at the moment when Shenru Xuanzhang helped him get rid of distracting thoughts, the pain became clearer. Even so, he still persisted again and again.

When the ten cycles are completed, two hundred years have passed.

Close the music box and put it away with the God Emperor. Lin Chongyang extinguished his plan to continue his retreat, stood up on the couch, stretched his muscles and bones casually, and the thunderous rumbling sounds and the surging waves of the rivers came from his body.

In his opinion, two hundred years, the endless pain, exchanged for a supreme method and 10% of his own progress, was worth it, and it could even be said to be a huge profit.

After washing up, even changing clothes, Lin Chongyang took a scroll and spread it on the table, wrote down all his plans and ideas, finally evaporated them dryly and put them away, lifted the layers of barriers in the house, and opened the door.
Chapter completed!