Pawnshop Xiao Er wants to become immortal

Chapter 677 Goal
Seeing Fang Yan's doubts, Taoist Qi Yang showed a bit of clarity: "Fang Yan, your current situation has nothing to do with homesickness, cultivation, or experience, but because after you arrived in the realm of Xuanlan, you lost the goal of practice.

Everyone must have their own goals in doing things. If there is no goal, it will not be sustainable. In the mortal world, there is always something to seek, whether it is fame, fortune, power, or wealth. "

After a short pause, Taoist Qi Yang said again: "Cultivators are no exception. Some people cultivate for great strength, some for longevity, and some for detachment, or for seeking Taoism. What do you want?"

Hearing Taoist Qi Yang's last shout and question, Fang Yan was at a loss for a moment, what was the purpose of my cultivation?
"Xi Yan, let Fang Yan stay with me for a while. If he doesn't figure it out, don't ask him to enter the formation to kill the devil again." Seeing Fang Yan like this, Taoist Qi Yang simply got up and left the secret room, casually Entered another room, and at the same time, a divine sense came out into Xi Yan's ears.

Xi Yan, who was summoned by her master's uncle, looked a little dignified, and wanted to get up to investigate, but finally she didn't move. After a while, she crossed her legs and closed her eyes to stimulate her mind to recover.

Fang Yan, who was deep in thought, didn't even notice that Taoist Qi Yang had left the secret room, leaving him alone in it.

At this moment, the only thought hovering in dialect is why I practice.

From a water arrow back then, to the two monks of the Xuanyin Sect, to Nangong Mu, Zhou Wenwu, Du Luo, Rong Canghai and his son, to the grandson of the Hua family on the Great Soul Star... from stepping into cultivation Scenes of experiences after the world flashed in Dialect's mind, from fighting with others, to self-cultivation, and the baptism of lightning.

longevity?strength?Detachment?Each one seems to be what I want, but it is not what I really want, so what exactly do I want?

Suddenly, a thought flashed through Fangyan Xinzong. What he wanted was neither cultivation nor strength. This is the case, and it is the same when I followed Yaoguang to the Mo Lingzong and wanted to practice self-cultivation skills. After seeing the magnificent world of self-cultivation, I wanted to roam the world without restraint, just like I liked to explore ancient characters back then, just out of interest. In the final analysis, what I really want is to control my own destiny, and no longer be restricted by the strong, even the distracted or stronger, or the invincible Heavenly Tribulation and Thunder Tribulation, none of them can control me anymore.

It's just how difficult it is to really control one's own destiny. There are countless strong people in the world of cultivation, not to mention the existence of various natural catastrophes. Without strength, there is no real freedom. The higher the cultivation level, the stronger the strength. The opponent may be stronger, as strong as Cang Daoyu, and even the old man in the Demon Suppressing Palace will be trapped and unable to be truly free. With his current strength, it is difficult to explore the remote cultivation star embedded in the blue star. In a place like the Suoyao Pagoda, there is nothing to do, not to mention the extremely gorgeous world of self-cultivation, and the realm of Xuanlan, the sacred place of self-cultivation. Only by making yourself stronger than your opponent can you truly control yourself If you want to achieve this, you can only do it by practicing hard. It seems that the dark clouds that cover the sky are suddenly pierced by a bright light, and suddenly become clear. There is no longer any previous confusion in consciousness, dialect sitting cross-legged on the ground suddenly crossed a barrier, and the whole body's kung fu naturally circulated, and suddenly Zhou Tian starlight moved towards the stone room where dialect was located It spilled down and penetrated into the body of the dialect.

Many people around have noticed this sudden movement, but originally this is the resident of Tianxingzong, the power of the stars is normal, and this is the stone chamber of Taoist Qi Yang, no one would have thought of attracting such pure star power The monks are the disciples of the inner disciple of dialect.

Even in the Tianxing Sect, only a few people know that Fang Yan has comprehended the true meaning of Xingyun Jue. Dialect is that when mobilizing Xingyun Jue, he seldom absorbs the power of stars in front of others, in order not to show off too much, but at this moment Inadvertently, attracting such pure power of the stars, if Fang Yan was sober, it would definitely not be like this, but at this moment, Fang Yan was in a state of tranquility, and all of this happened naturally.

Daoist Qi Yang, who noticed the movement, smiled slightly, and threw out another formation to cover the stone room for defense, and then regained his mana with peace of mind.

But I don't know that at this moment, in the depths of the formation under Moyuan Ridge, the two distracted late-stage monks sitting cross-legged suddenly opened their eyes. In the fierce fight outside, the two of them were rarely seen. In fact, unless there was a demon clone at the level of a demon king, these two ancestors had been sitting cross-legged under this mountain that was imprisoned by a mysterious rune.

"This seal has moved again?" Soul Daoist looked at the flashing rune seal in front of him, and his joy was beyond words.

"Well, it's been a few years since the last time, and it seems that this time the fluctuations are even more violent." The war emperor beside him was also exploring the mysterious rune.

As Zhandi said, this time it was not only a little more intense, but also lasted a lot longer. It was almost a day, and it was still vibrating, but no matter how the Soul Daoist, Zhandi explored, he still couldn't find any clues. I don't know why this mysterious rune moved.

Neither of the two patriarchs gave up, and they were still concentrating on their investigations. At this moment, just like it started without warning, at this moment, it stopped trembling without warning, and the fluctuation stopped abruptly, leaving only a look of regret of the two ancestors.

"What is the reason? This seal will fluctuate on its own. If we can't find the reason, we still have no hope of breaking the seal." Gun Gun retracted his body with fighting intent, and said slowly, after all, the Emperor Zhan did not find any results.

"I don't think this time is the same as before. It's just that it's hard to tell the specifics for a while. It will be fine if it takes a few more days." When Taoist Soul waved his hand, several runes appeared from around the mountain in front of him and took him back. Looking carefully, each rune looks like a small human figure, and after careful inspection, it is actually a rune condensed from the soul, and only soul Taoists have such means.

After finishing speaking, the two stopped talking, sat cross-legged again, closed their eyes again and ignored their surroundings.

"Huh? Why am I here?" Dialect suddenly had some doubts when he opened his eyes. After thinking for a while, he remembered the previous incident, thought of Qi Yang Taoist's question and his own ecstasy, and thought of many things he had thought of before. Unknowingly, I got into a samadhi once, maybe only before the seniors of the Tianxing Sect would I be so relaxed and at ease.

Suddenly, Fang Yan sensed a strange feeling, his body seemed to have undergone a great change, Fang Yan immediately penetrated his spiritual consciousness into his body, wanting to examine it carefully.

"Huh? Ha." A moment later, Dialect made another voice of doubt, followed by a happy laugh.

Although I didn't feel how long it had passed, Fang Yan inspected his body and found that his cultivation base had improved by leaps and bounds after this ecstasy training. I have been practicing for hundreds or even hundreds of years.

Improving strength and saving a hundred years of effort is enough to make people happy, but what Fang Yan is really happy about is not this. What really makes Fang Yan happy is the improvement of his own state of mind. Compared with the improvement of cultivation and strength, Fang Yan is more happy At this moment, Fang Yan noticed the change in his mind, and he no longer felt depressed before, his whole body was transparent from the inside to the outside, and his whole body was refreshed, unspeakably happy, that is No matter how much I think about my old friend's hometown, I don't have so many entanglements anymore.

Dialect knew that all this was because of Taoist Qi Yang's two shouts and questions, which made him figure out some things and understand what his cultivation was, and he had the changes he has now.

Fighting against the sky, fighting against the earth, and fighting against people are all means, and all you do is to control your own destiny.

But what kind of cultivation base does it take to do this?Maybe after reaching the master-like strength of the demon-locking tower, he can truly feel at ease?

(End of this chapter)