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Chapter 260 Dao Heart

This is often the case. Many truths are around you, and they naturally exist without any concealment or avoidance. However, many people don’t see much, or they don’t know when they see it.

Finally, these principles were around you, and suddenly realized it and blessings came to your heart.

This process is called asking for the Tao, and then knowing that in the end, it is like this.

The sea of ​​origin of the human body also becomes the sea of ​​chaos. This name does not come out of thin air, but is well-founded.

When God was enlightened, he set his state of practice and offered sutras and preached in the heavens.

Among them, it specifically talks about the two most important places among the living beings, one is the Tianling Platform, which is the residence of the soul, and the other is the origin sea, which is the source of power.

From this we can see that the importance of the Chaos Sea in the Dantian is self-evident.

Now, each peak has such a magical place, like a sea of ​​chaos, nourishing the power in everyone's body and making their origins grow.

Although it is not given any magical powers, it is much more important than magical magical powers.

"What a pity. If you can realize it for a few years, you may have achieved great success. It is very likely that you will create a world of fortune once you come out."

The little monk sighed, but it was just a talk, and his tone was quite small.

"Then you have to have so much time. I have to look back and have a good understanding. I'm curious."

Huang Ling said with a smile, looking forward to it.

However, the little monk glanced at the eye and said lightly: "Then you have to beat others too. With your little cultivation, I'm afraid you'll just give me credit to others."

Huang Ling's face changed and he immediately shouted: "Don't look down on others if you die."

"This is the truth. There are only seven spiritual bodies in the academy. You can catch a lot of cultivation...

"What's wrong with you...the seven spiritual bodies? The cultivation and combat power are not determined by this. Mu Ming is just a spiritual body. Can you beat him?"

Huang Ling was about to be angry, but then he changed his mind and dragged the wooden name into it.

"Uh...it's unreasonable."

Sure enough, the little monk was speechless immediately.

However, the young monk immediately responded: "How can you compare to Mu Ming? Mu Ming is at the level of killing the gods. Do you want to kill one and try it?"

"snort."

Huang Ling did not respond, but just snorted coldly, but his eyes looked at the little monk more and more unkind.

But Mo Teng interrupted, "You killed the gods and distracted? Is this really the case?"

Mu Ming shook his head with a smile, but the little monk replied first: "You have not been born at that time. You are a monk from the witch clan, but he died at Mu Ming's hands. It's amazing."

The magic vine showed a look of shock and looked at Mu Ming carefully.

Mu Ming only felt that the magic Vine's gaze was like looking at a monster. After a moment, he heard the magic Vine say, "No wonder I always feel that you are unfathomable. Even if your cultivation level drops, you can easily defeat Fei Yi. It turns out that it is not only the power of Gui Ming in your body, but also your own accumulation."

"It's not what you think. There were many brothers and brothers on that day, and the witch clan's people were the body of taking over the body. His cultivation was forced to improve back to his original state, and the power he could exert was less than one percent of the previous life."

However, the Demon Vine said: "You underestimate the power of this realm and can transform into a god and become a monk who disperse the gods. It is definitely not up to the number of monks in the low realm to make up for it.

It’s like when many disciples face me that day, they could only passively. Not to mention thirty disciples, even 300 disciples, but my power was still at this level at that time.”

When Mu Ming saw the magic vine without a compliment, he couldn't help but think of the situation that day, but he felt a little strange.

"You tell me about the situation on that day."

Mu Ming nodded, and the little monk also calmed down at this time. Although he had heard Mu Ming mention it once, it was just an understatement. Mu Ming did not say too much.

Huang Ling was even more curious. He knew Mu Ming's cultivation that day. She always thought that the strong witch clan was just a force on the outside but after hearing the Demon Vine's words, she also understood that there might be some secrets.

Mu Ming didn't want to say much that day, but firstly, Bai Wu's death made Mu Ming's heart extremely complicated.

Moreover, Bai Wu and Mu Ming did not have direct hatred. Moreover, during the battle, Bai Wu also mentioned his intention to accept Mu Ming as his disciple, and he also admired Mu Ming very much.

However, this complex emotion has faded a lot now, so there is not much embarrassment when talking about it at this time.

In this way, after a stick of incense, Mu Ming finished speaking in a soft sigh. However, his mood is different from that day. The dead are gone. What can be remembered is the words Bai Wu had said to Mu Ming. These wooden names felt much blurred when fighting between the two.

"In this way, half of the reason is that his power has indeed not returned to its peak, and in addition, he is begging for death and letting you kill."

The words of Demon Vine interrupted Mu Ming's thoughts, but did not calm Mu Ming's mood, but instead caused waves to stir up in Mu Ming's body.

"How is it possible! Why are you asking for death?" Mu Ming said in a lost voice, his tone increased a little.

The magic vine looked at the Mu Ming with a complicated expression, which no one could accept. If he really wanted to die, then Mu Ming was the culprit of killing him. This sounded incredible, but it was indeed the case.

If you kill the other party when you are hostile, there is nothing to say. Life and death are in harmony. But if you have the intention to seek death, then everything Mu Ming does is to win without force. What kind of mood will others feel? But at this time Mu Ming's heart is filled with a deep sorrow.

Mu Ming remained silent, but his eyes were completely disgraced. Ming thought of a possibility, but he really didn't understand why he was like this.

When Huang Ling saw this scene, he couldn't help but say, "Mu Ming had said before that he had killed countless babies in the witch clan to refine secret techniques. Such people are worthy of death. Why do you need to care about Mu Ming?"

Wooden name shook his head and said nothing.

The little monk chanted a Buddha's name and said slowly: "If life and death are at stake, then there is nothing to say. However, if Bai Wu really has such a desire to die, what is the difference between what Mu Ming did and killing a person who has no power to tie a chicken."

"Little monk, Mu Ming is still your friend. How could you say this? I misread you."

Huang Ling pointed at the little monk's forehead and asked.

However, the little monk just closed his eyes and was silent for a moment and said, "It's not that I think so, but Mu Ming's thoughts."

Huang Ling wanted to say something else, but was stopped by the Demon Vines.

The magic vine waved his hand and pointed at the wooden name with his eyes.

Huang Ling understood and saw the solemnity in the magic vine's eyes, and couldn't help but look at Mu Ming, but it didn't matter if he didn't look. When he saw it, he almost screamed.

I saw bleeding from the corners of Mu Ming's mouth, black air radiating from his head, and his cultivation was extremely disordered.

Scattering the power, or being possessed by the devil!

Those who are obsessed with the devil will collapse in their hearts and their hearts of Tao are unstable.

And now, it appears on Mu Ming.

Seeing this, the demon vine shook and appeared directly behind Mu Ming. The little monk was not slow and recited the scriptures from his mouth. This was a mantra of meditation.

Golden runes radiated from the young monk's body, surrounding the wooden name, making the originally fluctuating cultivation of the wooden name slowly calm down.

However, Mu Ming still felt bleeding from his mouth, the black smoke on his head still did not dissipate, his eyes were ashes, and he lost his former figure, as if he was trapped in chaos.

"Mu Ming, you haven't woken up yet. If you don't kill this person that day, then all the disciples who are childlike with you will be slaughtered by him. What's wrong with you?"

The magic vine roared, and the sound penetrated directly into his mind.

There was a slight fluctuation in Mu Ming's originally gray eyes.

Huang Ling was anxious, but didn't know how to do it. Seeing this scene, he shouted: "Mu Ming, that Bai Wu was vicious. He knew that his life was not guaranteed that day. He knew that your master must be paying attention to you, so he had the intention of seeking death in his heart, in order to destroy your Taoist heart today, and you still haven't awakened."

I have to say that Huang Ling’s words were very convincing. As soon as he finished speaking, Mu Ming vomited a mouthful of black blood, and his breath was disordered again. The little monk had to speed up the spell, but fortunately, the black air above Mu Ming’s head was no longer radiating.

"It's so dangerous, the essence and wolf smoke. If the essence and energy turn into wolf smoke, I'm afraid Mu Ming will be filthy."

Huang Ling gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, then patted her chest and said.

Mu Ming coughed lightly, and a hint of spirit finally regained his eyes.

However, the bitterness and complexity in the eyes are still there.

"Thanks."

After Mu Ming said these two words, he slowly sat cross-legged on the ground, then closed his eyes.

The little monk stopped chanting and looked at Huang Ling, looking a little surprised.

"snort."

Huang Ling smiled, obviously she was very satisfied with her actions just now.

But after seeing Mu Ming closing his eyes, he was still a little worried.

The mourning feeling did not dissipate just now when Mu Ming closed his eyes.

"The witch clan is so vicious. He must have noticed that Mu Ming had no murderous intention in his heart, and had never killed anyone, so he planted seeds in Mu Ming's heart, just waiting for Mu Ming to know that sometimes the gap in cultivation in the future is not that the gap in his cultivation level is not that Ming can kill him. It is not that Mu Ming's strength, but that he deliberately did it.

Then, the name of the wood will know all the things that day, and the nature of the wood name will probably arise in the heart of endless regret, and the heart of the Tao will be unstable."

The young monk said that he was touched by what Huang Ling said just now, but there was only one explanation.

"That's right, the people of the witch clan are really scary. Even if they don't use witchcraft, they can harm the human mind."

Huang Ling had a rare approval and felt extremely angry.

"It's nothing wrong with him doing this."

The demon vine looked at Mu Ming and said, but this statement puzzled the two of them. They looked strange when they looked at him, so they explained: "If Bai Wu was not wrong, Mu Ming would become a generation of alchemists in the future, and he would be more likely to be invincible.

If you save thousands of people and have strong cultivation, you will kill countless people.

However, the one who saved Dongsheng Zhixiu, but the one who killed the witch clan, what would you do if it were you?"

After hearing this, the two of them suddenly didn't know how to answer. Bai Wu was not ruthless. Even if he killed countless babies, he was to achieve himself. In the future, he would kill all directions on the battlefield. At that time, he might be protected by millions of witch clans.

He must have been unable to kill Mu Ming that day. He also knew that someone would pay attention to a disciple like Mu Ming. So he died, so it was him who died. Instead of doing this, it would be better to take the initiative to die.

Then if the Wood Name's cultivation level is achieved in the future, if you understand all the things you did at the beginning, you will immediately destroy the Taoist heart. Then his death is worth it and will eliminate a hidden danger for the witch clan.

Although Mu Ming closed his eyes, he heard the words of several people and thought about them. However, he would rather not think about it. Bai Wu did nothing wrong, and he did nothing wrong that day, but the two were just the positions of the two.

Bai Wu admires Mu Ming, which is sincere. Mu Ming also admires everything Bai Wu did for his race. Although he hates his cultivation, now he thinks that there is no positioning or no positioning, only relative.

Mu Ming was not angry. Even though his cultivation was almost astonished as his essence turned into smoke, he did not feel hatred for Bai Wu.

All of them are complicated thoughts and some inexplicable thoughts.

So, my heart was uneasy for a long time, but fortunately, the Dan Fire was slowly nourishing the body and removing all the hidden dangers just now. The slight pain caused by this process made the Wood Name distract and dispel these thoughts.

However, if I really don’t have these complicated emotions, then one day I will think a lot and do more, just like Bai Wu.
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