Dedicate One’s Mind

Chapter 668 Taoist Symbol

The inner demon is Wu Yi's great enemy. Even if his mind is destroyed, Wu Yi is worried that he will revive and regain his spiritual wisdom in his dreams at midnight. He will quietly lurk and wait until the inner demon body is caught off guard. He will take away the inner demon body and become Wu Yi's biggest worry again.

Of course, this worry disappeared with the inner demon body becoming the master of reincarnation in the Mingyue Realm. If the inner demon really had the ability to restore under the hands of the upper god, it would not have been destroyed by Wu Yi in the past.

This thought stimulated Wu Yi with other things to suppress Wu Yi's self-confidence. The method was right, but the means were wrong. He should never have chosen the inner demon as the trigger.

Wu Yi admitted that he was indeed wrong. It was precisely because of his series of mistakes that led to the irreversible situation today.

If it was in the Mingyue Realm, the inner demon body was the master of reincarnation. Even if his relatives died, Wu Yi could still save them and have a chance to make up for it. Unfortunately, this is the Cangmang Realm, not the Mingyue Realm, and his hands are not so long.

Not to mention that the person here is a human, even if it is a demon, it is probably useless to speak, because this place is under the control of Xuanyang Sect.

The power of reincarnation is tightly controlled by a group of Taoist sects. A single move can affect the whole body. The human body has not yet heard of it.

Wu Yi does blame himself, but he will not, and will not, think that the demon will replace him and do better.

First of all, the demon is an evil demon and has nothing to do with Wu Yi's family. It is a fantasy to think that he will be so concerned just because of some of Wu Yi's karma. He should be thankful that he did not return to the Wu family and kill them all and clean up the karma.

How to defeat an absolutely perfect opponent?

First of all, it is clear that there is no absolute perfection in this world. It's just that you didn't find the opponent's flaws for a while. There are fifty great ways and forty-nine heavenly ways. The one that escapes is not only the way of transcendence that all living beings are struggling to pursue, but also incomplete.

Incompleteness is not a bad thing, because it means imperfection, and there is room for further improvement. If it is perfect, the world will stop running. Perhaps the world has always been the same since Pangu created the world, as quiet as dead water.

Back to the previous question, there is no perfect opponent, only oneself who is not enough to find the opponent's flaws, so how to find it? One is to rely on careful observation, and the other is to rely on the opponent to show the flaws.

Fortunately, Wu Yi has both. This thought mentioned the inner demon, which is exactly the flaw exposed by himself. He actually pursued the inner demon. The selfless and tall image he created collapsed in Wu Yi's heart and turned into ashes.

The collapse of the statue was only due to a small mistake. This thought that had been bothering Wu Yi was instantly wiped out after Wu Yi regained consciousness. Before, the idea of ​​wanting to end his life was also lost.

However, the weak ones are still weak, and the doubts are still doubtful. If it weren't for this thought revealing its own flaws, Wu Yi might really be in danger this time.

If he really wants to get out of the predicament, he can only rely on Wu Yi himself.

The shadow in his heart was wiped away, and Wu Yi tried to open his eyes. This predicament came inexplicably, and before he knew it, it was already the turn of the year.

The dark clouds dispersed, but because the sun was about to rise, how could the moonlight compare with the sunlight? As for the morning stars above the sky, they were still flickering, shining and emitting heat.

The voices of others came to his ears. In the moonlight, the servants began to prepare breakfast and court clothes early. In the official family, Wu Yi had seen this scene many times when he was young.

Touching the scene, Wu Yi's mood, which had just stabilized, fell to the bottom again.

Everyone who passed by this small lake did not find Wu Yi. Wu Yi just watched them coming and going quietly with a calm look.

Everything was so like the past.

This family had a dull day, and Wu Yi sat cross-legged by the lake for a whole day, motionless. He felt guilty about his mistakes and doubted his path.

Solving that thought before did not completely solve Wu Yi's problem. If these two problems are not sorted out, there will be no progress in the future. At most, he can rely on external forces to obtain the third level of the Nascent Soul and the state of the Sun Gang.

The difficulty of practicing Taoism is mainly the difficulty of obtaining various resources in the early stage. It requires various requests, and even killing people for treasures for the best things. The original accumulation is extremely bloody. It doesn't need blood because you have a high starting point. Most cultivators don't have such a high starting point.

After the accumulation in the early stage, resources are no longer a problem in the later stage, at least not the main problem.

In the later stage, there are various knots, causal disputes, and seemingly insignificant things in the past. They all broke out together, mental disorder, and going crazy are still minor. Wu Yi directly exploded and died. This is not the first time, but the second time he heard of such an example.

The second night came as scheduled. When the moon rose, Wu Yi raised his head and let the moonlight sprinkle on his face. It was so gentle, just like a mother's hand, caressing himself, so intoxicating.

Gradually, Wu Yi was immersed in the moonlight, half asleep, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

He forgot all his worries, the death of his relatives, the hardships of practicing Taoism, etc. Everything went with the wind. At this moment, Wu Yi seemed to be integrated into the moonlight, simple and plain.

In front of him, the evening breeze blew the lake surface, and the cool water vapor hit his face, refreshing.

I really want to sleep like this, just sleep for a while, for a while... Wu Yi slowly closed his eyes, breathing long and regular.

Wu Yi was in front of a small autumn pond, but his mind was swimming in the sky and the earth. He reached the top of the sky and almost touched the sky barrier. He went down to the deepest place and swam with the magma.

Heaven and man are one.

How many monks have longed for life, but have never felt it. They have only heard of it from others, and they were seniors a long time ago. Wondering if this is true or just a legend.

Tao follows nature, but the more deliberately you pursue it, the more often it will backfire and go in the opposite direction.

Wu Yi doubted his own path, and even forgot the most fundamental content. It was originally just to soothe his own heart, without desires or pursuits, but by mistake, he entered the state of unity between nature and man.

This state is easy to say, but if Wu Yi hadn't been deeply confused, how could he have no desires or desires?

Whether this disaster is a bad thing or a good thing, it should be said that good and bad things are dependent on each other, and neither are they all bad things or good things.

Outside Wu Yi, a clear bright moon emerged, casting a little bit of moonlight. It was not very bright, but just like the moon in the sky, it will last forever.

This moon is not the moon formed by the condensation of Yue Gang, but a derivative of the Dao. The monks call it the symbol of the Dao.