Home has a door to the flood

Chapter 381 Yasheng, overturned?
"In the past, I once said that you could ask me three times about cultivation. At that time, you asked me twice on Shangyang God Star."

The Holy Mother of the King of the West does not have divine light all over her body, but Ye Ang faintly feels that there is a divine light spinning in the back of her head!This is the real Madonna!

"At this time, the great battle is approaching, and your cultivation has reached this point. I think you have some doubts. Taking this rare opportunity, I will not hesitate to answer it for you."

Ye Ang's eyes glowed, it doesn't matter if this is the real Holy Mother or not, at this time, such an excellent opportunity, it is a great opportunity and good fortune.

This sacred preaching with a unique preaching style can sometimes refresh Ye Ang's ears and fundamentally improve his understanding of spiritual practice.

"Dare to ask the Holy Mother of the King of the West, what is a sub-sage? We quasi-sages, how can we cultivate to the sub-sage realm?"

The eyes of the Holy Mother of the King of the West flickered slightly, and her beautiful eyes blinked lightly, as if she was not surprised.

She took a good rest, with a thoughtful look on her face, as if she was considering how to tell Ye Ang.

Shangyang Shengsheng and Qinyuan Shengsheng also listened carefully without turning a single eye, their faces could not hide their curiosity.

After all, anyone who has seen so many quasi-sages in West Kunlun will be shocked, especially knowing that most of these quasi-sages have been instructed by this person to become sub-sages. curiosity.

"If it is said that the practice is divided into two stages, then before Yasheng, the major is to know the world, and the second is to know the self."

"In the sub-sage realm, the major is to recognize the self, and the second is to recognize the world. As for the final integration of the self and the world, I have not yet reached this point, let alone talk about it."

The Holy Mother of the King of the West said unhurriedly: "We all said that before Yasheng, many monks were climbing a mountain called practice, and when they reached the top of the mountain, they actually reached the top."

"Cultivation has reached here, and you have actually reached the extreme. Your understanding of the principles of heaven and earth has reached a point where you can grasp the upper limit of a power of heaven and earth. This upper limit will vary from person to person and fluctuate. , but for each individual, the difference will not be too great."

The Holy Mother of the King of the West stared at Ye Ang and said seriously: "For example, at your level, the avenue of rhythm, the way of hot and cold, and the way of time and space are close to the limit you can master. Even if you continue to deepen at this level, strengthen Cognition, still can't increase the power you master too much, it's negligible."

"Even if you have cultivated the Three Thousand Ways, in fact, your cognition of Tao is still superficial, and you don't have the authority of heaven and earth. You use the Tao of heaven and earth, and the authority belongs to heaven and earth, so the power you can control is There is an upper limit, if the Three Thousand Ways are completed, the strength will only be about three times more than your current one, which doesn't make much sense."

Ye Ang nodded, and said with a half-understanding: "That is to say, even if we practice the principles all over the world to perfection, we still haven't touched the essential Tao, so the power is limited, and the strength cannot be increased to such an exaggerated level. ?”

"Yes." The Holy Mother of the West King nodded approvingly, and Ye Ang felt very strange in his heart. The Holy Mother's big sister next door has a good personality. She can understand such a simple truth. Do you want to show it? Acting like I'm a genius,

I think you are mocking me!
Of course, it is absolutely impossible for Ye Ang to be stupid enough to say such words, but when these thoughts are circulating in his heart.He faintly felt that there was a warning sign in his heart, and his back was a little chilly. Seeing the smile in the eyes of the Holy Mother of the West King seemed to have a lot of meaning.

This made him a little horrified, and he didn't dare to think any more bad words!
"Does the ten-day general have doubts?" The Holy Mother of the West King had deep eyes and a slight smile on her lips.

"I just feel that the mystery of this is beyond the little god's imagination, which really surprised me, and I sigh in my heart that cultivation is difficult."

The Holy Mother of the King of the West smiled noncommittally, but she seemed to take special care of Ye Ang and didn't care about him, and continued: "So I want to further improve my strength and improve my understanding of the world when I don't have a deep understanding of the power of the truth. To take control, you must turn and improve yourself.”

"This so-called self-improvement is not to improve the energy in one's body, but to grasp the essence of self."

"Continue to cultivate the golden core, which direction to become the golden immortal?" Ye Ang suddenly realized everything, and asked aloud.

Our Lady of the Western King nodded approvingly.

"The most important thing here is to complete the current self-cultivation, that is, to gather the 'now' me, the me of the current time and space, and become a truly independent and transcendent existence of the current time and space. This is Yasheng."

"How to restrain yourself?" Ye Ang frowned, he still had no idea.

The Holy Mother of the West King looked at him faintly, and suddenly said softly: "In the current time and space, you are constantly releasing your emotions, your kindness, your malice, or your own thoughts to the surroundings. Sitting next to you, you can sense these all the time.”

Hearing this, Ye Ang seemed to hear a loud "rumbling" sound flashing through his head. His body tensed up, and his pupils shrank suddenly. He was trying his best to suppress his thoughts, thinking deep in his heart,

Should I run now or admit my mistake obediently?

While thinking about it, his acting skills improved, his face suddenly turned pale, cold sweat fell faintly on his forehead, and the corners of his mouth trembled imperceptibly, as if he hesitated to speak.

Shangyang Shengsheng and Qinyuan Shengsheng's gazes were gloomy, wandering back and forth between Ye Ang and Xiwang Shengmu.

Just when Ye Ang was thinking about whether he should have a big acting explosion, the Holy Mother of the King of the West suddenly laughed.

"Don't worry, I'm not in the mood to interpret what you're thinking."

"Huh..." Ye Ang breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that his appearance made another existence curious.

"Ten Ri, what were you thinking just now, why are you so afraid?"

Ye Ang suddenly crashed!

Qinyuan is holy, why don't you come to me, don't you usually have the lowest sense of presence?Just spare me!

Ye Ang was really afraid that the Holy Mother of the Queen of the West would really probe her own thoughts under the instigation of this one, which would really be a big deal.

You know, some thoughts can be suppressed if you want to forget them.

For example, if it makes you think of a tiger, you may not be able to think of a lifelike tiger, but if you force you not to think of a tiger, a tiger shadow or something related to a tiger will always pop up in your mind unsatisfactorily.

If there were no three sacred giants in front of him, he could easily draw out these thoughts and refine them directly, at worst forgetting a little bit of memory.

But in front of these three people, if he recalled the memory of the slander against the Queen Mother of the West, then he would surely walk away peacefully.

Shang Yang can't save himself!

At this horrifying moment, Ye Ang had no choice but to act. He stared at the bottom of the cloud platform, his face flushed, and he dared not look at the three saints.

Acting skills don't need to be too exaggerated, just good enough.

Ye Ang felt that in this kind of situation, blushing would be the end of the matter, and he didn't believe it anymore. As long as he behaved like this, would Qinyuan Shengsheng really let the Holy Mother of the King of the West investigate?
"Why are you blushing?"

Qin Yuansheng's words were like thunder rolling from the sky, making Ye Ang want to cry without tears, thinking that this guy is really determined to know, curiosity will kill people.

(End of this chapter)