Under one person: I, Zhang Zhiwei, the arrogant Zhang

"As for why you are using Samadhi real fire now, can I ask you? At the beginning, I was going to have a good fight with you, treating you as a product of my own training. But you have been shrinking, using the underworld to set up a trap, and the environment They are intertwined, and they even set up a delusion to influence my thinking and make a flaw in my soul."

"Actually, when I realized that you were using delusion to influence me, I became vigilant. I knew that my thinking was seen through and influenced, and there is a high probability that I will step on the pit step by step and fall into the trap."

"So I began to separate my two sets of thinking, let my own thinking sit high on the spiritual platform, and observe the other set of thinking, and this set of thinking is the influence you exert on my body with delusion. The goal has been achieved!"

"It's not difficult for me. My 'observation' is the same level as your 'observation', but my 'observation' is to 'observe' myself, and it is the absolute control of the self. Your "observation method" is to "observe" external objects, you can control external objects, but you have to influence them through a series of means."

"If I haven't noticed, then you can indeed influence me, but when I realize it, your means will be ineffective, because our 'observation' is at the same level, and my control of myself has absolute priority .”

"Then I saw from this set of thinking that what I should do next should be anger and vent. Because the various scenes and tortures I saw in the underworld before made me feel stagnant, and I have to vent it. I also saw that I should find you out, fight you for 300 rounds, and finally return with all my heart after realizing some of my own shortcomings."

"This is indeed what I wanted at first glance, because it was born in my mind, it is my actual idea, but in fact, it is not!

"It is the result of being influenced by your delusions. In short, this result seems to be what I want, but it is not what I want. It is what you want."

"What you want, of course I can't do what you want, so I started to correct my thinking."

Zhang Zhiwei was talking on his mouth, but he was merciless in his hands. The Samadhi True Fire was almost fully fired, making it clear that he wanted to kill the demons.

However, this heart demon has been born for a long time, and it was born out of his soul, and its foundation is extremely strong. Even if it is Sanwei Zhenhuo, it cannot be eliminated in a short while.

The inner demon in the shape of a white ape is struggling, roaring, and howling:

"Are you tricking me?! Since you have already noticed, why don't you just do it directly? Why do you have to act extravagantly, and go to kill those ghosts and hell kings with punches and palms to vent? Damn, hate..."

Why are you so hard to kill... Zhang Zhiwei continued to add fuel and firewood to make the real fire of Samadhi burn even more vigorously, and then said:

"No matter how fast you learn this Samadhi True Fire, it will take some time, and to be honest, even if you see through your intentions, I can't see from this result what you can do to make me unbalanced , interior scene of sinking."

"But since you dare to step by step to open the gap in my heart little by little, and prepare for the final lore, then you must have something to rely on. If I don't know the situation, if I turn my face directly, you will directly enlarge the move in a desperate situation. What if I put myself in danger?"

"So I just followed the plan, pretending to go according to the result you wanted, and practicing the Samadhi True Fire, hehe... Did you think you had the chance to win before you were caught by me and the Samadhi True Fire added to you?! You After observing me for so long, do you really think that I am a fool who doesn’t use his brain? I don’t like to use my brain, it’s not that I can’t, it’s just that for many things, hands-on is the best choice!”

As Zhang Zhiwei continued to increase the salary and firewood, the fire of the Samadhi True Fire became more and more intense. Even though the heart ape was difficult to practice, it also became smaller and smaller bit by bit amidst the screams.

"Don't burn it... ah... uh... don't burn me... I hold a huge gap in your life, don't you want to know?" Xin Yuan struggled weakly and wailed.

"I really want to know, but not now!"

Zhang Zhiwei continued to increase the firepower. Under his continuous burning, Xinyuan had lost its shape and turned into a white ball the size of a basketball struggling and writhing in the real fire of Samadhi, but the white ball had facial features, hair and Tail.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhiwei stopped his hand, the flame in his palm went out, and waved his hand again, and the burning sea of ​​flames also disappeared.

"It's almost ready!"

Zhang Zhiwei held the white sphere in one hand, looked at it for a while, frowned, and said to himself:

"It seems to be okay, but just to be on the safe side, I have to burn it again!"

The true fire of samadhi spread from the palm, wrapping the white sphere.

"Squeak..." The white sphere began to struggle violently, becoming smaller and smaller, and even let out a monkey cry.

"It's all monkey calls, then... let's burn it for a while!"

Zhang Zhiwei controlled the fire, and burned it slowly, for fear that if he was not careful, he would burn this thing to death. This is a talent, and it will be a disaster if it gets bigger.

Zhang Zhiwei didn't stop until Xin Yuan was burned into a white ball the size of a fist.

This level of demons, no matter in the small world of the human body or in the interior scene, can't make any waves, but the basic ability is still there, which is exactly what Zhang Zhiwei wants.

Zhang Zhiwei tapped the ball lightly, injecting a trace of spiritual power into it.

In an instant, the white ball fell to the ground and turned into a little white monkey, about three inches tall, round and round, like a ball, baring its teeth and claws on the ground.

"Compared to before, it's much more pleasing to the eye now!"

Zhang Zhiwei pinched the little monkey's tail, lifted it up, and held it in front of him to watch.

The appearance is roughly the same as before, but perhaps because it has become smaller and rounder, the ferocious expression is no longer there, but it gives people a naive feeling. The pair of golden eyes are big and energetic, and they can flash brightly every time they blink. Can golden light.

Like flicking the pendant, Zhang Zhiwei flicked the little white ape with his fingers, saying:

"Okay, now it's time for you to amplify your moves, let me see the huge gap in my life!"

"Squeak..."

Heart Ape struggled in Zhang Zhiwei's hands, staring at a pair of very big golden eyes, screaming non-stop, it was very angry, but it had no deterrent effect.

"disobedient?"

Zhang Zhiwei held up a finger, and a blue flame burst out from the fingertip.

The fist-sized little white ape suddenly shrank its neck, its eyes flickered, and it screamed.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Zhiwei felt that everything around him was going away, and darkness came like a tide...

At the same time, Zhang Zhiwei felt an extremely aggrieved feeling in his heart. It was an inexplicable agitation that came from nowhere, and it swept over his whole body, as if in a sauna room, dull and hot.

He subconsciously squeezed his fist.

"Squeak..."

A sharp monkey cry sounded.

Looking down, he saw that the white ape transformed from the inner demon was still in his hands, struggling non-stop.

"I've been burned into such a bear, and it can still affect me!"

Zhang Zhiwei suppressed the irritability in his heart, and looked around. This is a quiet room. Judging from its furnishings, it is the quiet room in Daozang Hall, which is the one where he enters the inner scene after entering meditation.

"My problem is in Longhu Mountain?"

Zhang Zhiwei got up suddenly, and suddenly found that his clothes had become much older, and even his appearance had become much more vicissitudes.

"What kind of trick?"

Zhang Zhiwei squeezed the heart ape in his hand hard, and he screamed, then pushed open the door of the quiet room and walked out.

As soon as he went out, there were sounds of skimming and explosions one after another.

Is there something wrong with the mountain? Zhang Zhiwei walked to the window of Daozang Hall and looked out.

I saw thick black smoke on Longhu Mountain, orange-red flames spreading on the mountain, and the sound of explosions was deafening.

Dozens of bombers with the flag of the sun flew by, and the bombs they dropped exploded, leaving only a piece of scorched earth.

"Senior brother, senior brother, you finally woke up, you finally woke up, you entered meditation in the Daozang Palace, and you were trapped inside for ten years, ten years, you finally woke up!"

At the gate of Daozang Hall, a blood man with no limbs and blood all over his body crawled like a seal, crawled in, and shouted sternly.