Immortal Demon - Chapter 127
[Chapter 126 Self-improvement and wandering (1)]
Ye Feng used his own karma to refine most of the mixed karma, and only one ten-thousandth of the remaining karma was absorbed into the primordial spirit.
Although only 1/10,000 of the mixed karma can be absorbed directly by Ye Feng, and only faith does not increase the karma of self-abuse and asceticism, it is better than the number of people. As long as Ye Feng’s followers increase, 100,000 believers will It can double Ye Feng’s training speed. One million believers can increase Ye Feng’s training speed by 10 times. If Ye Feng has 100 million devout followers, then he can definitely increase himself by a thousand. The training speed is twice as fast, and the Primordial Spirit Cultivation Technique, which originally required five thousand years of self-cultivation to break through, even took five years to break through quickly.
Of course, it is very difficult to develop truly devout believers to a certain level. Ye Feng sent people to spread their beliefs for a year and spent countless money to develop these truly devout believers. If they want to develop to 100 million believers, they still need to It takes a long way to go.
Ye Feng continued to practice the Primordial Spirit Cultivation Technique by himself, while constantly absorbing and refining the karma generated by these believers, and suddenly he couldn’t help feeling drowsy for a while.
…what?
After absorbing these karma, why did my consciousness start to fluctuate violently?
“Ding! Urgent reminder, the ratio of God’s will and human will in Pathfinder’s will is seriously out of balance, and each other begins to conflict due to foreign karma for mysterious reasons. Pathfinder may fall into amnesia during this period, and the amnesia part is about 90%, please be prepared, the system will try to protect the pathfinder’s training memory, the only way to solve the memory loss is: ask the pathfinder to transcend the tribulation again, the system can help the pathfinder to give up part of the providence during the tribulation , return it to the Heavenly Dao monster, and the memory will be restored at that time. During this period, please keep in mind the mission of life, and do not stagnate in practice. If you never get over the calamity, the pathfinder may lose his memory forever and even die.”
“Fuck .
What is the mysterious reason for the bullshit? Just kidding, how can the will of God and the will of man suddenly conflict with each other! Does this mean that my Tamar has gone crazy again? I was happy just now, and I was still feeling that Ye Su would suffer for the sake of climbing up. After so much suffering, it is really a blessing and a misfortune, joy and sorrow, and it will be Tamar’s turn to suffer.” Ye Fengqi couldn’t help swearing.
However, before Ye Feng finished scolding, he felt a heart palpitation, and then he seemed to have suddenly forgotten something, and then he didn’t think about what he had forgotten, and then seemed to have forgotten other unforgettable things, Ye Feng immediately shocked I was in a cold sweat and didn’t think about anything else.
Ye Feng knows that no matter how hard it is to accept, but this is not a joke, the reality is so cruel, do you think that fate closes a door for you, will open another window for you?
Wrong, the reality is that it closes your door, and it may close your window again!
Bad luck is like a storm, so impermanent, fate slaps you in the face, instead of giving you another jujube in fairy tales, it may immediately kick you again and kick you to the point of a dog eating shit.
Sometimes you don’t work hard, and you don’t know what hope is?
It’s also wrong,
sometimes you don’t work hard, maybe you don’t even know what despair is!
… Ye Feng can’t believe it, so he can only reluctantly adapt to the status quo.
Wiping the cold sweat on his forehead, Ye Feng said in his heart: Life’s mission?
What is my life mission?
Self-improvement is self-improvement.
Ye Feng hurriedly took out a piece of iron from the space bag, and engraved the four characters of self-improvement directly on the iron piece with a sword, and then pierced a hole in the iron piece and put it on the necklace he was wearing around his neck.
Then Ye Feng urgently stuffed two pieces of iron into his brain, interrupting the sense of smell and taste center, running the Primordial Spirit Cultivation Technique, and completely lost his mind.
…
who am I?
I am Ye Feng, the great saint of Lion City, Ye Feng, where is Lion City?
I don’t know, what am I doing here?
…I remembered, it was teleported, the rock in front of it is very strange, it seems to be a piece of ore, there seems to be a few ore in my space bag, where is the Lion City?
Are you nearby?
Why is my head hurting so much? By the way, I’m practicing the Primordial Spirit Technique.
I seem to have seen this kind of ore. What kind of stone is it called Xingxing?
necklace?
Why do I keep thinking about necklaces?
Ye Feng patted his head hard and roared in pain: “Why can’t I remember anything! Ah!!”
… Necklace, necklace, why am I still thinking about necklaces.
Ye Feng shook his head, hurriedly grabbed to the neck, grabbed the necklace, looked at the skull and crossbones above it with empty eyes, and then looked at the iron plate, and when he saw the four words on the iron plate, his whole body couldn’t help shaking. .
…I will keep improving myself, yes, keep improving myself, I want to practice!
In any case, I have to practice to be stronger!
!
Ye Feng instantly casts the Little Heavenly Dao teleportation technique and teleports forward.
Ancient song ghost city.
Various cultivators came and went, some selling magic tools, and some buying magic tools. There was an endless stream of haggling and inquiries. At this moment, a person suddenly appeared out of nowhere in the crowd, scaring a female scattered around. Xiu jumped, and not only scolded: “Who are you? Why did you suddenly run in front of the old lady and want to eat the tofu from the old lady! Quickly apologize to the old lady! Otherwise
, the old lady will never stop with you!”
I want to practice, I want to practice…” Ye Feng didn’t seem to hear her scolding, and was still muttering to himself, hearing the coquettish scolding of the female cultivator next to him, his empty eyes just looked up, Looking at the crowd around him again, he suddenly cracked his mouth and smiled grimly, and slapped the crowd with a palm.
Immediately, several devouring palms with a radius of five meters flashed out of thin air, swallowing all the cultivators around, including the female loose cultivator who was still cursing happily just now.
“Ah!! Killing!! Someone dares to kill someone in Guge Ghost City? Go and inform the city master of the reward! Don’t let him run away!!” Far from seeing Ye Feng killing, he immediately yelled at Xiang Yuan After running around, several middle-aged cultivators with high art skills and boldness immediately surrounded Ye Feng.
…kill?
I’m just practicing, why are you running?
Reward?
What does it mean to receive a reward?
“I want to practice…I want to practice…Self-improvement, self-improvement…” Ye Feng looked at the cultivators who were surrounded by him with empty eyes, and swept towards them again with his palms, and suddenly a few black and white palms appeared out of thin air.
“Ah!! Dare to oppose…” The scattered cultivators who surrounded Ye Feng did not expect that Ye Feng would dare to perform Taoism, and hurriedly prepared to use Taoism to attack Ye Feng fiercely, but their defensive cover just touched Ye Feng’s clutches , just like the snow in the spring, the wind blows and melts, and all of them are brutally swallowed up by Ye Feng in an instant.
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