Maximum level of comprehension: guarding the treasury for twenty years

[Congratulations on carefully watching the Mortal Sutra and successfully comprehending the true meaning of the Mortal Sutra]

Zhou Yi stood up from the bed, slowly walked out of the bamboo house, and looked into the distance.

This mortal sutra is really very different from these ordinary exercises.

Originally, it was impossible to cultivate according to Zhou Yi's broken body, but he relied on this mortal to continuously recover from his injuries and strengthen his bones.

And the most important thing is that this mortal scripture can also make the aura in Zhou Yi's body endless, and even when fighting, he can swallow freely and fight a protracted battle with the other party.

After cultivating for so long, Zhou Yi was very satisfied.

During this time, he almost did not set hard requirements for himself, everything relied on his heart, and he could just do it casually.

I felt something in my heart, so I went to the sword pool to comprehend the sword intent or went to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion to comprehend the exercises.

These have made Zhou Yi's life very fulfilling, and he doesn't have to learn so much, because a person's energy is limited after all, and he only needs to learn a few subjects.

Just like this mortal scripture, just comprehending and cultivating it has great benefits.

Standing on the top of the bamboo house, Zhou Yi looked into the distance, looking at the mountains not far away, and the waterfall went straight down, this scenery made him feel refreshed and happy, and the whole person's mood has undergone unprecedented changes.

"Since I cultivated the Taishang Forgetfulness Record, I have now stepped into the Divine Treasure Realm with one foot, and I only need one chance to break through, but I still have to try my best to suppress my cultivation until the aura bursts out, and then it is logical to break through again."

Zhou Yi looked at the scenery and muttered softly.

Good luck! Chance is not something that can be obtained easily, but requires personal luck and the accumulation of time, just like his roots are now growing little by little, just let it be.

Thinking in his heart, Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his mouth smiled.

He sensed that someone from Taimiao was coming, this person had broken through to the realm of Tongtian, and it seemed that it should be his sister Zhou Ling.

"Brother~Brother~".

Sure enough, as soon as I had a thought, a voice resounded in the valley.

Zhou Ling jumped over.

"Ling'er, how can you have time to come out today?".

Zhou Yi was a little curious, the last time Zhou Ling came, he told him that the master was very strict.

It's only been thirty days and nights since the last time I met him, so it can't be sneaking out, right?

"Brother, look, I am already a powerhouse in the Tongtian realm, and now that the master doesn't care about me, I can come and play with you anytime and anywhere."

The corners of Zhou Ling's mouth were grinning, and the smile on his face was as refreshing as a spring flower.

"Oh?".

In fact, Zhou Yi noticed it the moment Zhou Ling just went up the mountain, but for the sake of his sister's happy mood, he cooperated with her.

"Brother, I know that the reason why I cultivated so fast is because you passed on the Mortal Sutra to me before."

Zhou Ling and Zhou Yi stood side by side and whispered in his ear.

Zhou Yi nodded, and understood in his heart.

It seems that this mortal scripture is really not an ordinary thing, and it can even improve the root bones of ordinary people, so that Zhou Ling's cultivation speed will rise sharply.

In a short period of time, it has broken through to the realm of Tongtian!

"Sit down, Ling'er, I'll go make you a pot of tea."

Zhou Yi said softly, and then brought a small table and two small stools.

The brother and sister sat at the top of the mountain, looking at the scenery below.

Taste tea and catch up.

Zhou Ling looked at the endless scenery and the chirping of birds around.

"This scenery is really envious of others, brother, I didn't notice it when I came here before, I didn't expect that the place where you live is so beautiful, you really look like a master of the world."

Zhou Yi took a sip of tea lightly and said leisurely.

"Ling'er, no matter how big a setback a person suffers or how much tribulation he goes through, he should obey his heart and not be disturbed by the outside world, after all, people are born to suffer in this world, what is more terrible than death? As long as you live, everything is good."

Zhou Ling listened to his brother's words and nodded thoughtfully.

"Brother, I will definitely come to accompany you often in the future, the master told me that I will not restrict my freedom anymore, you see that I have brought you a lot of things, I am afraid that you will be bored in the mountains, and I specially brought you some scriptures."

Zhou Ling said, stroking the storage ring on his finger, and a pile of things appeared on the table.

Jewels, dazzling.

Zhou Ling put these things together, and said: "Brother, look at these scriptures, they are all brought out by me in the Lingtian Sect Scripture Pavilion, and I copied them by hand, you can read them casually, so as not to have no pastime on this mountain."

Zhou Yi looked at the dazzling array of scriptures and toys in front of him, and even the wave drums played by children.

My sister is really worried about him.

After packing up everything, Zhou Yi put them in the bamboo house, and the two sat down on the tea table again.

There was some emotion in Zhou Ling's eyes.

"Brother, it's a pity, how nice it would be if your qi sea wasn't broken."

Zhou Yi has been Zhou Ling's idol since he was a child, and in Zhou Ling's heart, his brother has always been the best person in the world, and he is also a genius.

But now that the sea of qi is shattered, it is really a pity that he can no longer take the path of cultivation.

Thinking of this, Zhou Ling clenched his fists and waved forward: "Brother, don't worry, even if you are an ordinary person, but what about me, as long as I become the most powerful person in Lingtian Sect, no one will bully you."

The belief in Zhou Ling's eyes is extremely firm, not for others, she must practice hard just for Zhou Yi.

Because she wants to protect her loved ones.

Zhou Yi looked at Zhou Ling, and a doting smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Reaching out and patting her forehead, Zhou Yi nodded heavily.

"Ling'er, brother believes in you."

After staying in the Taimiao for an afternoon, Zhou Ling reluctantly returned to Lingtianzong.

In the small bamboo house, Zhou Yi sat cross-legged on the bed.

In this temple, except for Zhou Xian Xiang, the old ancestor who doesn't ask about the world and doesn't usually appear, he is the only one left.

However, Zhou Yi did not feel lonely, he opened the scriptures that his sister brought him, and wanted to use it for entertainment.

But unexpectedly, Zhou Yi casually took out a book, and the people recorded in it shocked him.

This is a record of an ordinary disciple's birth to death, and there are all kinds of things that are always said above.

The story of an ordinary man who rose from the bottom to the top of the world step by step.

This person has lived for more than 100 years, and in this more than 100 years, he has fought with the sky, humans and demons, and his resume can be said to be wonderful.

He was an outer sect handyman before Lingtian Sect, and he was the most outstanding genius of Lingtian Sect more than a hundred years ago.

It was several levels stronger than the previous Zhou Yi, but in the end he still died of depression.

Zhou Yi watched intently, and understood what was going on.

It turned out that this genius of Lingtian Sect was defeated by the word love.

He has dominated the world all his life, rising from the grassroots, fighting the heavens and the earth.

In the end, he fell in love with a holy woman of the Demon Dao, which angered the Tianjun family and directly condemned the sin.

But what the Tianjun family didn't expect was that this person was so difficult, and after decades of pursuit, instead of letting this person be injured at all, he also provoked the Tianjun family.

In the end, the Heavenly Monarch family had no choice but to point the finger at the Lingtian Sect.

And this man thought of the old relationship between the master and his classmates, and had to endure the resentment in his heart and was defeated.

Seeing the end, Zhou Yi's pupils contracted.

This person turned out to be Wu Shang!

The genius who created the Mortal Sutra.

Zhou Yi walked out of the bamboo house, his eyes shaking and looking at the Wu Shang sword in the sword pool.

This mortal scripture is the foundation of Zhou Yi's rise, and today you can see the autobiography of the owner of the mortal scripture.

It seems that everything has its own providence.