Wang Muzhi mentioned it slightly, and this is what impressed him:

"What makes me remember more deeply than the Sea of ​​Law is another saying that they compared the four steps of becoming an immortal to the path to becoming a god.

It is classified as "finding the divine nature", "spreading reputation", "igniting the divine fire", and "lifting the divine throne"! Although the substance has not changed, it is much more intuitive."

When Yang Yu was thinking about it, this statement became even more novel:

"So, the ignition of life maps and the refining rituals must be carried out in the 'Sea of ​​Law'?"

"good."

Wang Muzhi nodded:

"Fishers in the ocean can distinguish directions based on the airflow and the sun, but we have no support. Keeping precepts is the only way to set the "anchor point" as we know..."

"It is not important to keep the precepts. If the immortals lose me, then first of all, you must become an immortal. For us, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages, but the choice must be in line with your own wishes."

"The methods of keeping precepts in each school are actually similar, and you will make your own choice..."

Without hiding it, Wang Muzhi's calmness surprised Yang Yu very much. Although these are not top secrets, they can be considered difficult to get.

But I gave it to myself like this...

"I see……"

Yu Yang took a deep breath and bowed to thank him:

"Been taught a lesson."

"It's not a secret, my junior brother suffered the loss of being alone. Otherwise, you should have known these things long ago..."

As he said that, Wang Muzhi felt a little regretful:

"Compared with those sects, we lack a lot. As far as I know, the real species cultivated in their sects is to learn to keep the precepts before learning martial arts..."

"The truth that predecessors planted trees and later took advantage of the shade is an eternal truth."

Yu Yang didn't care.

Compared with scattered people, there are naturally too many benefits for large forces, but these benefits do not fall out of thin air.

When a disciple of a sect dies, he almost sells himself when he enters the sect.

"You are open-minded, but you have gained fame. Soon, many major forces may be recruited. If you have no intention of the world and seek a force to join, you will be a wise way to protect yourself in troubled times..."

Wang Muzhi sighed:

"But, can you still live under someone else's roof?"

It wasn't an inquiry, but it seemed like an sigh. Before Yang Yu answered, Wang Muzhi had already grown up and waved his hand to say goodbye:

"Junior brother, I'll see you again if you're destined!"

Not far away, Yu Jing had already packed up his luggage and carried it in big and small bags. He felt Yang Yu's gaze and raised his hand to say goodbye.

"See you well!"

Austr Yang handed over to see him off.

He was not surprised by Wang Muzhi's departure. After the Longyuan Palace fought for the throne, neither the court nor the old lady in the royal palace would allow him to continue to stay in Longyuan City.

He forced himself to stay for a few days, but I'm afraid he is really waiting for himself...

"Hiss Yang, it's easy to wait."

Wang Muzhi's back just disappeared, and someone came again in the mountains of Wanxiang.

Several eunuchs were huddling in front of each other, and the person came was Ren Xiaoxiao, the second-tier leader of the East Factory. He held a bronze mirror in his hand and smiled:
Chapter completed!