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Seven Immortals Jiao was very happy to take Zhu Minglang to stroll around in this colorful land.

Zhu Minglang found that the scene he saw when he was walking around was completely different from what he saw when he led the way.

Where I have walked before, all I can see is the endless colorful sands. There is nothing but the brilliant colors. It will inevitably be a little tired after watching for a long time.

When the Seven Immortal Jiao took his own stroll, Zhu Minglang saw many different colorful lakes. These colorful lakes were clean and holy. The water resembled the melting snow of Tianshan Mountains, and the colored sands were as clean as gems and pearls. , The line of sight is slightly lower, you can see the bottom of the lake at a glance, and you can see the fish swimming in the lake at the same time. It feels so clean that they are swimming in midair!

Some fish spirits are glowing with fluorescence, such as folk-painted lanterns, and some lake grasses are like carpets of flowers, neat and tidy, and the Immortal Spirit Energy that surrounds here is no longer so. Rejecting from beyond a thousand li, they will actively gather together, and then drift into people’s nose and throat like fresh and clean air. The whole person seems to have been washed by the extremely clean here, forgetting the pain, hostility and The restlessness was also smoothed out.

It was like being pushed open a door.

What I saw just now is completely different from what Qixian Jiao led himself saw.

Now Zhu Minglang believes that this is the place where Heavenly God once lived, and he also feels the extraordinary place of this heavenly land.

“Can I cultivation here?” Zhu Minglang asked Qixian Jiao Dao.

Seven Immortals Jiao nodded, expressed very welcome.

Had it not been deserted here, Zhu Minglang would really like to build a mansion in this sacred soil, and then live here for a long time, presumably immersed for ten or eight years, and then he would be truly invincible in the whole world.

Unfortunately, this is not the cultivation way of Zhu Minglang.

He is still more obsessed with the world, he has friends, relatives, and relatives…

But when you really need to concentrate on cultivation and need someone to plan your path of cultivation quietly, staying quietly here is indeed the most perfect place.

The distracting thoughts in his mind are slowly dissipating, and Zhu Minglang also knows that the distracting thoughts are related to Heart Demon.

He is not a pure cultivator, and even if he is a cultivator, upright, he will actually be trapped by his own way. Zhu Minglang recalled that messy dream, now he can be sure that it is his own Heart Demon.

Moreover, at that time, War Saint was cut directly, and some Heart Demon was also brewed.

Heart Demon wants to control everything, possess everything, and enjoy everything.

Heart Demon hopes that he act wilfully, hopes that he is lost in today’s brilliance and power.

If he was a fledgling, if he had just descended from the Mountain Sword sect at the time, and had not experienced the ups and downs of life, Zhu Minglang is indeed easy to be influenced by Heart Demon, but now he has matured too much…he I already know clearly what I want, what is indulging in beauty, what love for money and love are all from my heart, Heart Demon, etc. There is really no need to shake myself and make myself feel that I am saved, maybe it is upright gentleman.

With no distractions, cultivation is the most effective at this time.

Zhu Minglang quietly absorbs the vigorous psychic energy in the colorful divine soil, while thinking in his mind some sword intent that he has never tried.

The Sword Spirit dragon flies in the sky in front of Zhu Minglang. What kind of sword picture is drawn in Zhu Minglang’s mind, and what kind of sword path the Sword Spirit dragon swings simultaneously.

The other dragons were not idle, one by one, lying in the strongest place of Spiritual Qi, Nuwa dragon with a curvaceous and enchanting body, sitting next to Zhu Minglang, his hands clasped together and softly chanting some ancient language.

Lianjin Black Dragon inhales and exhales. It doesn’t know why. After each inhalation, some impurities in the body will be eliminated as it exhales. After those impurities are exhaled, it feels that its body is lighter. .

Little Bai Qi occupied Zhu Minglang’s shoulders, yawning, and was fishing for some little fishy in the colorful lake with a dragon tail.

Yan Wanglong and Tianshalong don’t like this too sacred place. They just absorb the Spiritual Qi gathered from Zhu Minglang in the spirit domain.

The little Golden Dragon seems to have discovered a wonderful paradise. It scurrying around in this colorful divine soil, chasing after those beautiful lake spirits.

Peach Demon Lulong obediently lay beside Nuwa Dragon, learning the appearance of Nuwa Dragon with great concentration of cultivation, and some immortals gradually appeared on his body.

This state gave Zhu Minglang a little insight into the sword world.

On the day of drinking, Zhu Minglang also consulted Linghuling about the Sword Realm.

Zhu Minglang also doesn’t know if there is a next level in the sword realm.

The wind is the gravel, and Heaven and Earth is the furnace…

If there is the next sword state, what should it be, and what formidable power can be achieved?

Besides, Zhu Minglang still has one thing he can’t understand.

The sword realms that I have learned since childhood are obviously brilliant sword cultivator systems. In the dragon gate, Zhu Minglang has few opponents in the same cultivation base by virtue of these two sword realms. It is extremely difficult to learn. The high Sword Art seems to be particularly relaxed at times, as if inseparable from it.

……

Zhu Minglang has no idea whether time is passing.

He is comprehend in little by little.

At the same time, I recalled every bit of my sword practice.

I don’t know why, Zhu Minglang always feels that the useless sword intent he practiced at the beginning is like a just right bridge in today’s realm, so that he will not step on the air in the advancement of the realm, nor As for letting oneself discover that oneself actually chooses the wrong path in the process of speeding.

Everything seems to be laid out.

Zhu Minglang opened his eyes and vaguely felt that he had thought of some things too simplistically.

He thought of a simple and elegant daoist robe with long hair tied with a wooden hairpin. She danced a sword in the ice and snow, but she seemed to be colder than the ice and snow.

After she abandoned the sword cultivator, all she could see in her eyes was disappointment…

Zhu Minglang had a lot of confusion before.

But now Zhu Minglang can probably understand the cause of the disappointment and indifference.

The Master who taught his sword realm seems to have even taught himself the sword intent of the gods realm.

Unfortunately, Zhu Minglang never saw her again after meeting her.

The road to cultivation is long, and I don’t know when we can meet again.

Heart Demon Zhu Minglang Maybe not.

Heart knot, this is one of them.

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Meditation is not just thinking about nothing.

Instead of thinking about the things that once made one’s emotions turbulent, whether it’s grievances or entanglements, it’s no longer with one’s paranoid and naive thoughts. It’s just to think back to the past, and even use the first Three ways to evaluate.

To smooth the waves of the past is also a kind of cultivation, which exercises a person’s state of mind.

Zhu Minglang stayed in the sacred soil for a long time. When there was a thought that he should leave in his mind, he chose to leave. Although everything here warmly invites himself to continue to cultivate here, Zhu Minglang knows that he is not an idle cloud wild crane type person.

After leaving the colorful sacred soil, Zhu Minglang did not stay in Baize for a long time.

When Zhu Minglang looked up at his Fuyuan, he found that Fuyuan Purple Qi had faded away. Obviously, the cultivation of Colorful Shenyang at this time was God’s reward for himself.

Zhu Minglang returned to Xuan Ge God Capital.

The gods of Xuan Ge are gorgeous and magnificent, and the smell of fireworks is more cordial. Zhu Minglang discarded the ancient well without ripples old monk’s cultivation idea, and plunged into this rolling red dust. There were only two in his mind. Words, it’s so fragrant!

Good wine and delicacies, no grievances, one after another tasting, one after another liquidation!

“Crow, have you seen it, that tall and thin guy likes to wear dark long clothes like you.” Zhu Minglang pointed at a person and said to Bai Ze Crow.

“I have seen it, I have seen it, Yang Xu Mosheng, this kind of person is the most tricky to toss!” Bai Ze Crow said excitedly.

“He is a righteous god, swagger, and he should also be at the level of a god master. What means do you have for me? You want me to see him lively dragon and animated tiger, or in great spirits. Swinging in front of you, I will cook you into crow soup to feed the dog!” Zhu Minglang said to Bai Ze Crow.

“Shangxian rest assured, other righteous gods may still have some yang destiny blessings. This humanity heart is unstable and the devil heart is invaded. I am afraid that the righteous god’s position is not so right, and he has done a lot of shame on God’s gift. It’s all said, don’t do bad things during the day, and don’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night, hehe, this guy is doing too much bad things, he will be more accurate as soon as he descends!” Baize Crow is also a godless master.

What Tianshu God, in the eyes of Baize Crow, is a bad luck egg, with a few tricks, you can make the opponent sleepless at night!

“The one next to him is called Pang Lang, and you will serve me well,” Zhu Minglang said.

“No problem, I see them, they are going to visit the brothel posture, I will give them a chicken and powerless!”

“…” Zhu Minglang turned around, intending not to recognize the dirty crow for the time being.

“They don’t want to be happy tonight, and then I will give them something to eat and purge…” Bai Ze Crow said.

“Crow, I don’t think you are very loyal to your duties. Listening to your terms, you have not less to go to the world to watch.” Zhu Minglang said.

“Hehe, Shangxian, Baize is a forbidden place after all. Although there are many ancient-level existences, they are indeed boring when they are boring. You also know my abilities, my little ones, as long as you see anything, Hearing anything, he will form a consensus with me, so this world actually has a lot of my eyeliner, and occasionally teases some bad luck eggs…” Bai Ze Crow said bashfully.

“What have you done more?” Zhu Minglang asked.

“It’s nothing, just let some young ladies who pretend to be young ladies during the day and mess with their retainers at night to get pregnant unexpectedly, and let the guys who don’t return at night meet the Yang Banshee in the middle of the night, and make those who show their affection in public every day. It’s too old to be in contact with each other…” Bai Ze Crow said.

Zhu Minglang began to wonder whether he would lose his life if he let this dirty crow be his servant!