Chapter 10: Transformation of Mind
"Shouldn't traveling through time and becoming an immortal be the invincible style? No matter how you look at it now, it looks like the mainstream of abuse!"
Wang Yuan didn't care about the bone hand passing through his chest, and didn't think about why the Bone God and Demon lost control and fell into a completely self-conscious state. He had neither anger nor fear in his heart. He just wanted to quietly think about the meaning of time travel. This was his It was something I had never done before, but the man who was laughing so wildly was really noisy.
"Anyone who disturbs me from thinking about the meaning of life in front of 'GAME OVER' should be damned!"
Stepping forward, he took the initiative to pull the bone hand out of the wound.
He raised his hand and patted his chest, sending a ray of soul towards his broken heart.
"It's useless! Not only can the gods and demons take control of the gods and demons, it can also hide my soul to avoid being cursed by you, my good master!" Xin Xingzi enjoyed the victory in front of him and was in a happy mood. He didn't mind explaining it to his master.
"Really?" Wang Yuan looked at his eldest disciple and showed a ferocious smile.
"Explode!" The broken heart and the soul were detonated by the magic power together. All the hot blood in the heart turned into a dark red blood light under the action of the curse, and followed the connection of the soul and rushed towards the horrified Xin Xingzi. .
The speed of the bloody light was so fast that Xin Xingzi only had time to inject a small amount of mana into the conch called Shen Mo Yin, and the bloody halo enveloped him.
"Hahahaha! It's no use, old ghost, you're still here. It's better now, we can't even leave a whole corpse!" You will appear more confident.
But the moment all the blood light dissipated, the laughter stopped abruptly.
Wang Yuan staggered, looking like he might fall to the ground at any time, but there was a fist-sized transparent orb floating above his head. The colorful light on the orb was churning endlessly, and the powerful fluctuations in mana frightened Xin Xingzi. Knowing that if he didn't take action, the old demon would probably overturn the situation, Xin Xingzi hurriedly activated the magic weapon in his hand, intending to use the bones of the god and demon to complete the final blow.
But his action was a step too late after all. Wang Yuan, who had sacrificed his heart just to gain time, had already finished accumulating his energy. A colorful divine light hit the stunned Xin Xingzi silently, and he was His body swayed slightly before he fell to the ground, making no sound. The God and Demon Guide he had been holding tightly in his hand also fell to the ground.
"With the strength of a true immortal's soul, you should be able to find a priesthood in the underworld, right?" Wang Yuan, who had already knelt on the ground, thought in an extremely divergent way, "I wonder how the civil servants in the underworld are treated?"
"Why haven't you seen the ghost? Is the work efficiency so poor? Do you still have to report to the underworld myself?" Wang Yuan, who had not died after waiting for a long time, was a little confused, "Can I still save him?" Looking at the wounds that were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, Wang Yuan just realized that for immortals, simple physical injuries are extremely difficult to kill. Although the bones of the gods and demons penetrated Wang Yuan's chest and caused horrific injuries, they were not familiar with the gods. Xin Xingzi, who was operating the magic guide, did not immediately activate the White Bone Demon, further damaging Wang Yuan's spirit and vitality, which allowed Wang Yuan to escape with his life.
As for the heart that Wang Yuan self-exploded, to the immortals, it was just a magical organ belonging to the five elements of fire. Although it would aggravate Wang Yuan's injuries, it was not fatal.
Xin Xingzi's lack of understanding of the immortal life form was the root cause of the failure of this attack.
The black and white world becomes color again!
Regardless of his appearance, Wang Yuan sat down on the ground, took out bottles of healing elixirs from his mustard space, and poured them into his mouth without any heartache.
After his injuries recovered slightly, he began to clean up the battlefield.
Wang Yuan looked down upon Xin Xingzi's own magic weapon and burned it with the corpse along with the bone spirit fire.
As for the Demon God's Guide and the Zhurong God Cannon, Wang Yuan knew that they came from Zi Zai Tian without searching for souls.
Of course, Wang Yuan With a cautious character, he would not let Xin Xingzi go if he could search for souls.
However, the soul-killing divine light was very overbearing. The role he played in this attack has become a mystery to Wang Yuan, and he can only deduce one or two things through guesswork.
Putting away the Three-Guang Concentration Bead and using the Divine Demon Cannon to Zhurong, Wang Yuan did not notice the faint cracks on the Three-Guang Concentration Bead.
Lightly waving the Twelve Yuan Chen White Bone Demon Flag, Wang Yuan collected all the Bone Demon Gods into the flag, carefully refining them before releasing them again. There was still a distance from Huanglu Mountain, and Wang Yuan still needed to use them to protect himself.
The rest of the return trip was surprisingly smooth. Even when passing through Cixin Peak, the monk Huiji didn't come out to cause trouble for him. Wang Yuan flew back to Huangling Mountain as fast as possible in the Withered Bone Escape, and didn't bother to greet him. His disciples immediately got into the bone cave.
When the cave door was blocked by numerous restrictions, Wang Yuan truly relaxed and escaped all the way, which took a long time.
During this period, he also had some guesses about Zi Zaitian's arrangements, which made him hesitant to continue trusting his disciples. , although he knew that Zi Zaitian would not arrange two consecutive attacks and killings for this little immortal like him, but it was always right to be careful.
Moreover, what Zi Zai Tian saw and heard filled Wang Yuan's heart with a sense of urgency. Although he didn't know what the future of Tian Realm would be like, changes were undoubtedly around the corner.
He needs to retreat to adjust his mentality and improve his cultivation!
Sitting on the cloud bed, Wang Yuan carefully recalled his actions since time travel. He found that he was not really interested in his life after time travel.
Apart from restoring his cultivation, he has no plans for the future.
He had little understanding of the surrounding situation.
Although he carefully supervised his disciples, he did not take practical action against the dangers he saw. Fortunately, he once laughed at his original villain's actions. Regarding Xin Xingzi's treatment, Wang Yuan who came from time-travel was not even as good as a stupid villain.
"Why is this happening?" Wang Yuan asked himself in his heart, but couldn't find the answer for a while, until he saw the swaying green fire, which was the will-o'-the-wisp used to illuminate the Bone Cave.
"It's because it's too unreal!" Wang Yuan looked at the weird decorations around him, felt his majestic magic power, and finally understood.
"If I still regard time travel as a game and a dream in my heart, then my lazy behavior is not difficult to understand." Wang Yuan smiled bitterly. He raised his head and looked at the top of the cave. His eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the mountain wall and see the sky. To the way of heaven hidden somewhere.
"I finally understand why those senior time travelers took the oath, even if it is not for the approval of heaven, but also for the approval of my own heart!" If Wang Yuan had some realization, his frowning brows slowly relaxed.
"But it doesn't matter if Heaven recognizes it. After all, I am Wang Yuan, the ancestor of the Demon Sect!" A cheerful smile appeared on his face, and Wang Yuan truly recognized his identity.
The mind is clear and the shackles are broken.
The fog has dissipated and the road is bright.