mortal mortal cultivator

Chapter 338 Three Corpses and Three Poisons
Back then, Lu Yunze taught Han Li the art of refining weapons and formations. To others, this was a good story, but to the two of them, it was a nightmarish memory.

Lu Yunze couldn't understand, this person is usually very clever, how could he be so stupid when he learned something, no matter how many times he was taught it was useless, he just couldn't.

After spending a period of dark time, Lu Yunze began to learn to change his mind and reflect on whether there was a problem with his own education method.

Immediately, the two started an in-depth exchange on learning and teaching, and Lu Yunze finally understood what the problem was.

Lu Yunze had no experience in teaching others, so when teaching Han Li, he could only use his own learning methods.And he is an out-and-out innovative talent. In most cases, he only needs to learn some basic principles, and then he can find out the most suitable law in many times of practice.

Han Li didn't have that kind of talent. According to Lu Yunze, he was a talent in the exam-oriented education system!
You tell him a bunch of basic formulas, and then let him try to figure out and solve the problems by himself, and the result is to drive both the teacher and the apprentice crazy.

On the contrary, if you directly tell him the idea of ​​solving the problem and show him the whole process bit by bit, then he can learn very quickly.

Although this method can only let him learn to solve this type of question, he cannot touch the principle, and he does not know what to do when encountering some changes, but he has a good memory and is willing to work hard!

So this kind of learning really allowed Han Li to learn a little bit of the way of formation.

Lu Yunze also understood that Han Li was not an innovative talent, but a learning talent!
So he has no so-called own style, whoever taught him, he uses his style.

And according to Lu Yunze's knowledge, Xin Ruyin's most commonly used method of breaking the formation is the dazzling method of breaking the formation.

Lu Yunze's style is completely different from hers, it is simpler and more direct, without such a complicated process.

That's why Han Li could sense that there was a problem with his memory.Although he is still that person in his memory, many things are specious and very different from his real self.

This strange change made Han Li's heart inexplicably chill.

Lu Yunze was a little relieved that under his influence, Han Li still took a different path from Er Zhoumu.

At the same time, he also felt that he had vaguely caught the tail of another 'Han Li'.

"Old Han, you may not be able to accept what I'm going to tell you next, but I can assure you that it's true..."

Lu Yunze hadn't finished speaking when suddenly white light flashed in his eyes, and the strange-colored seal characters all over his body instantly lit up, blocking a translucent ghost three feet away from him.

This ghost figure looks like an old woman in her sixties, with an ugly appearance and venomous eyes, and her actions almost blend with the ghost fog, making it difficult to detect.

Seeing a miss, the ghost of the old woman let out a scream that seemed to go straight to the soul, and was about to return to the ghost fog.

However, her hands seemed to be glued to the strange-colored script, and she couldn't pull it off even though she pulled it suddenly.

It was only then that she realized that at some point, the strange-colored script scripts had crawled up her arms along her hands, and were even spreading towards her body.

Resentment flashed across the old woman's ghostly eyes, her neck stretched several feet as if boneless, and she opened her mouth wide, revealing a mouth full of fangs, bit off her own arms in two bites, and walked away.

Lu Yunze conveniently put away the arms of the ghostly old woman, and watched her go deep into the ghostly mist, without any intention of chasing her.

Ling Yuling frowned, couldn't help but take a step closer, and said in a low voice, "Brother Lu, why don't you chase after me?"

Lu Yunze shook his head, and said calmly: "No need."

As soon as the words fell, a scream suddenly came from the depths of the ghost fog.

Only then did Lu Yunze continue to walk forward with the crowd, completely ignoring their shocked eyes.

"I'm going to take care of your fucking stuff, do you dare to be lazy?" Hearing the voice of another self in his body, Lu Yunze couldn't help but smile a little.

A magic weapon with a weapon spirit and a magic weapon without a weapon spirit are two different things.

What's more, the weapon spirit of his magic weapon is another self, which makes the invisible needle's ability get a qualitative leap. It is no longer a dead thing that can only obey his orders, but a person with its own thoughts and knowledge, and has a tacit understanding with Lu Yunze. An incomparable living body.

Of course, listening to this guy talk shit now and then is one of the side effects, but there's nothing perfect in this world, and it's good enough.

After that, for quite a long time, no one encountered any ghost.

This made several people feel that something was wrong, and at the same time, they couldn't help but started chatting.

It is rare for a few practitioners to get together, so all they can talk about is naturally some problems in practice.

Originally thought that this was just an ordinary exchange of experience, but with just a single mouthful, everyone was shocked.

The depth of this person's perception of cultivation and the breadth of his knowledge have reached an unimaginable level.

Regardless of the cultivation allusions of Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, demons and monsters, the pure thoughts come from the mouth without any sense of obscurity. It is impossible to have such profound insights without in-depth research on the cultivation methods of several schools.

Gradually, this trip to the ghost fog seemed to become a personal tutoring class for Jing Nian. Regarding the cultivation problems raised by everyone, Jing Nian answered all the questions in one sentence, and a few words made people suddenly understand.

Even Lu Yunze felt that he had benefited a lot, and the road ahead seemed to become unimpeded in an instant.

"The Dao said the three corpses, the Buddha said the three poisons, the three corpses, the upper corpse named Pengju, who loves decorations; the middle corpse named Pengju, who loves the five flavors; the lower corpse named Pengju, who loves adultery. The three poisons, greed, anger , Ignorance. Greed is the source of hungry ghosts, anger is the source of hell, and ignorance is the source of animals."

"Actually, in the final analysis, no matter the three corpses or the three poisons, they are all formed by the practitioner's desire to hinder his practice. Once he accidentally indulges in it, it will be lost forever."

"It's a pity that almost all cultivators are trapped by these three corpses and three poisons. Ordinary elders in their seventies can still know their destiny and have a magnanimous mind. Immortal cultivators who are eight or nine hundred years old are blinded by greed, unable to advance and retreat, with everything in their eyes. Fascinated by desire."

"The power of these three corpses and three poisons can be seen."

Jing Nian spoke calmly, as if what he said was just a distant story.

Lu Yunze rubbed his chin, and asked suspiciously, "Master, according to you, there are no good things among monks?"

"Of course not, there are exceptions to everything." Jing Nian said with a smile: "For example, this trip to the Xutian Temple, whether it is a ghost who has lived for thousands of years or a monk who is about to die, they are all for one It comes from the word of righteousness. Only this girl Yuan put herself at risk just for a word of righteousness, and this little monk admires her a lot."

'bass'!
The man in black turned around abruptly, and a small hammer with a weird shape appeared in his hand instantly, and a pair of eyes hidden in the hood were full of astonishing evil spirit!
"Who are you?!" the man in black asked coldly.

Everyone was startled, they dispersed instantly, and looked at these two people in surprise and uncertainty.

Jing Nian still looked at him calmly and gently, and said with a smile: "Young monk is just a monk."

(End of this chapter)