unscrupulous angel

There are too many possibilities, as smart as a hooligan, and it is still impossible to determine which possibility is correct.

"Damn Xuanwu lazy god, didn't you mean to make me feel uncomfortable?" He couldn't help but muttered, he had an urge to rush over to fight with old Xuanwu.

Exhaling forcefully, the big hooligan decided not to think about it, and he couldn't figure it out anyway.

"Why don't you just try it?" If you can't figure it out, just do it.How can I do it?Forget, easier said than done.You have already learned everything, so how can you forget it if you forget it.But...there is the simplest and most straightforward way, and that is to abolish self-cultivation.

But if he really abolishes his cultivation, his strength will be completely wiped out!

"No, Old Xuanwu will definitely not let himself abolish his cultivation. Then, what does he mean by forgetting?" The big hooligan subconsciously began to think again.

Before I knew it, several hours passed, and it was already dark.

"Damn it, time flies so fast?" The big hooligan was taken aback, but at the same time, he was also a little disappointed.Because, he still didn't want to understand.

Forget it, let's go back to Xuanwu Palace.

Shaking his head, the big hooligan directly tore open the space and plunged into the black hole of space.

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Day, day, day after day.

The big hooligan has been thinking about what old Xuanwu said, but his thinking seems to have entered an extremely complicated maze, and he can't get out no matter how he walks.

Crazy!

It's not that the big gangster didn't try to find Old Xuanwu, but in the end, Old Xuanwu still didn't see him behind closed doors. He probably hid in the main hall and slept late, which really made people speechless.

Besides Old Xuanwu, the big hooligan also wanted to find Emperor Tianling.

Well, it seems that it has become a habit to find Tianling when there is a problem.

But in the end, he didn't really go to Emperor Tianling. There seemed to be a voice in the dark telling him that this problem should be solved by himself, not by others.

Another miserable day passed.

The big gangster sat directly on Wangyun Mountain all night. When the sun slowly rose from the east, a flash of light suddenly appeared in his mind!

"Energy, for a practitioner, the most important thing is energy." The big hooligan looked into the distance and said to himself, "But is this really the case? Not necessarily, there are no absolutes in the world, energy It is very important, but depending on the situation, the importance of energy will also change. For ordinary cultivators, energy is indeed the most important. But for cultivators at the peak of the god emperor, the importance... is no longer energy!"

"That's right, that's it! Zhentian Jue is the root of energy generation, and logically speaking, it is the most important to me. But now I am no longer an ordinary practitioner. Then energy is not important to me now. The most important thing, likewise, is the Sky-shaking Art, which is no longer important. Not only is it not important, but if it is overemphasized, it will have the opposite effect. This opposite effect is very likely to prevent me from moving forward!"

The big hooligan rubbed his chin and nodded slightly, "Yes, the reasoning should be like this. But the question is, how do you forget Zhentian Jue? You have already learned it, so how can you just forget it? Isn't this just nonsense? .Could it be that the forgetting mentioned by old Xuanwu is not really forgetting?"