"Brother Bai, don't worry about me, then say, I'll listen."

While reading, Xu Yi ordered Bai Jizi to read it.

He knew very well that Bai Jizi's speech routine must be to suppress it first if he wanted to promote it, and he still had his insightful views, but he did not reveal it.

Bai Jizi said, "If you talk about the cultivation of true meaning magical power, it will be very difficult. Everyone has said before that the difficulty of true meaning magical power is not about the magical power, but about the true meaning of mountains, rivers, rivers, sun, moon, and stars, and enter the magical power, transform the magical power of nature into the magical power of the martial arts, which will naturally seize the wonders of heaven and earth and the power of creation."

"So, the most important thing is to understand the true meaning. Regarding the real meaning, Bai heard a story about the master saying that Long Jizi refines the meaning of Mang Mountain. After entering the mountain for seven years, he had no sleep or food. He walked across the Mang Mountain for three hundred miles. Later, he recognized every leaf in Mang Mountain. Sure enough, Long Jizi refines the meaning and cultivates magical powers that shock the world. The story is very simple, but it fully explains the hardships of refining the meaning, and of course it also reveals the way to refining the meaning: when the sincerity comes, the metal and stone are opened."

Xu Yi closed the notes and applauded gently, "What a sincere way to achieve the best of gold and stone, Xu has received the teachings."

His face was flushed, and when he suddenly spoke, Bai Jizi was shocked and smiled, "Brother Xu is so serious. I am just a master's Yahui. In fact, the practice of true meaning and supernatural powers lies in personal efforts and 70% in the will of heaven. To be honest, I have seen many sacrificers seeking the truth, but in the end I was full of sincerity and sacrifice my life but still did not touch the will of heaven."

Bai Jizi was quickly giving himself a foreshadowing so that Xu Yi would not practice hard and would send all his anger on him. At that time, it would be a disaster.

Clinker Xu Yi was in an unexpectedly good mood, "Do you ask Brother Bai and you all what the true meaning is? Is it just the natural true meaning of mountains, rivers, or the vast truth of the sun, moon and stars?"

Qin Kong said, "Of course it's not just that, there are the emotions between heaven and earth. In fact, what is the true meaning? There have been many different opinions and no consensus. After all, I have to rely on my own understanding. Brother Xu doesn't have to be obsessed with it."

Xu Yi smiled slightly, "Is this counting?"

In an instant, an unstoppable and intense sadness filled everyone's hearts.

Not far away, there was a blue pond, deep in the lotus flowers, countless fish jumped up and exploded and died. The gardener who swept the gardener vomited blood even further away, and Xu Yi hurriedly stopped the sadness.

Bai Jizi, Qin Kong and others stared at him like demons, and were speechless for a while.

After a long time, Bai Jizi sighed, "I am really a man of heaven. If you don't have this, you can't explain it. Do you guys agree?"

Qin Kong said, "I don't have much to say about Qin, only four words, and I'm convinced."

Lin Mingdao, "The truth is the true meaning of the gods. I only thought it was a legend. I didn't expect that someone would have achieved such a strong sense of sorrow, which is the emotion of heaven and earth. Compared with Brother Xu, what is the true meaning of Su Beihun? Lin firmly believes that next time, when Su Beihun meets Brother Xu again, he will definitely escape when he sees the wind and is worth a blow."

Xu Yi roared a long time, stood up, and said in a group of fists, "Let's part here, Brother Lin remembers his merits, and you have accumulated more merits. Don't reward and punish the fallen envoys for one day, but you blame Xu for not thinking about his past love."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xu Yi disappeared without a trace.

After half a cup of tea, there was a thin young man on the Mengjin ancient road, wearing a blue shirt, full of dust.

The young man walked step by step very steadily and unhappy, but he was extremely focused, with his eyes wide open and his heart was free from dust.

The young man walked from sunrise to dusk, from sunset to sunrise.

After early spring, midsummer, late autumn, and cold winter.

Along the way, he crossed 136 rivers, crossed 307 mountains, passed countless cities, and saw 205 sunrises and 272 sunsets...

His beard grew to his stomach, his hair became a rotten rope, and his muscles had been dried, tightly pressed against the bones that were as dry as iron.

Along the way, countless people cast curious eyes at him, and there were kind-hearted people to help him. He just kept silent and moved forward, and kind-hearted people had to give up.

Of course, there are also evil people who bully him, insult him, beat him, and scold him. He also pretended that the spring breeze was blowing on his face and still stride forward. The evil people were tired of fighting and were afraid of being beaten, and they ran away by themselves.

On this day, he climbed a snow peak. The wind was howling. He swayed. He almost struggled to control his body. His thin body was like a mud pond that had been dry for a long time. Only the mud was left with a slight wetness. He couldn't hold on for long before he could wait until he had completely dried up.

Under the strong wind on the top of the snow peak, he finally couldn't walk anymore, and could not even lift his legs. He was deeply trapped in the snow. The flying wind and snow waved his fierce and vicious whip and whipped his torso like stubborn iron.

Gradually, his consciousness became blurred, he could not hear the roar of the wind, nor could he feel the coldness of the snow. His eyelids closed little by little, and there seemed to be a sound in his mind to comfort him, "Sleep, sleep, you are too tired, and you will be great perfection and be very happy..."

Just as his eyelids were about to close the last gap, a golden light shot over, and the magic sound in his mind disappeared. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, the wind and snow all over the sky stopped, and a red sun burst out from the sea of ​​clouds, and a leap was illuminated by the whole world.

In an instant, he felt that his long-deserted soul was peeled off like an eggshell, and the dust and light were born.

Suddenly, he whistled, "I have a pearl that has been locked by dust for a long time. Once the dust is pure and shining through thousands of mountains and rivers." With a blink of an eye, the light flashed, the sword energy was like a dragon, and a towering peak collapsed with a bang.

...

After walking on the road for 299 days, flying for an hour, teleporting half a stick of incense, Xu Yi came to Qingxing City.

But I haven't seen it for a year, and the city in front of me is so strange.

As soon as he came out of the teleportation array, he sensed someone checking the teleporter's identity at the point, and was solemn and killed. This situation was unprecedented. Xu Yi broke through the roof and escaped calmly, leaving behind a mess.

After wandering in the city for a while, he felt more and more strange. The city was no longer prosperous, and the only pedestrians were silent and in a hurry.

Xu Yi had no time to guess how such a change occurred. He walked straight towards Guanglong Hall. Once he met the ancestor Huang, all the mysteries would naturally be solved.

Half an hour later, Xu Yi came to Guanglong Hall. The shimmering sun shone the apricot-colored double dragon flag in front of Guanglong Hall, making people dare not look directly at it.

Xu Yi stood not far away, staring at the flag and the newly renovated plaque engraved with "Ru Yitang" in front of Guanglong Hall for a long time.

"What are you looking at? Get out of here, be careful that I will detain you to the mine!"
Chapter completed!