"I finally fooled the lucky sample. It's not easy, and it's not in vain that I use my spiritual power to influence him."

Wu Mingkong breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, most of the words he said before were fooling Zhu Chong. Wu Mingkong only gave a little guidance, and most of the rest were made up by Zhu Chong himself.

Zhu Chong didn't feel much lost in losing the Tianxin Holy Lotus and the supporting skills. After all, his purpose was not both. Although Queen Liansheng needed Tianxin Holy Lotus to recover her body, there was no better candidate in front of her.

Wouldn't it be better to ask Yijun to help? After all, they all have been following others.

After Zhu Chong took away the four martial arts in the arsenal, he followed Wu Mingkong and had no nostalgia for the White Lotus Sect.

Wu Mingkong also looked at the four martial arts, and it was just like that.

,,,,,, It is divided into two volumes, plus Zhu Chong’s own practice, there are a total of five volumes and six volumes, which are the magical skills of the Luo Sect.

"What a pity, the Luo Cult was defeated too quickly back then, and the remaining three volumes have been lost." Zhu Chong looked at the six books in front of him and felt a little moved.

Wu Mingkong didn't say anything. He always felt that the five and six volumes of the Luo Sect were a bit strange, as if something was missing, although there was no flaw in the practice method.

"Is it idealism?"

Wu Mingkong thought of this entire pass, and this thing was like the heart of Tao, Buddha, or sword, and other things, a strange thinking born on the ideological level.

Wu Mingkong has never understood this thing, just like Wu Mingkong can throw out the sword energy, but he cannot use the sword intention.

In the eyes of swordsmen, sword is a life, and one sword breaks all things is the truth.

But in Wu Mingkong's eyes, a sword is just a weapon, it is nothing more than different forging with various materials. There is no special meaning. If you can't solve things with a sword, use guns, use cannons, and if you really can't do it, go into battle by yourself.

Therefore, Wu Mingkong could not understand the mystery of sword intent, fist intent, or even certain moves.

Wu Mingkong's eyes only have all kinds of cold data that are real. Wu Mingkong doesn't care about the illusory thing at all. It is precisely because of this that Wu Mingkong concluded that he could not break through the third level of the upper level of the inner alchemy technique. This thing attaches too much importance to this aspect of understanding, and Wu Mingkong just lacks this kind of understanding.

He also tried to practice this kind of martial arts. The moves he used were natural, but he still lacked the charm of the spirit. Although he could forcibly practice the skills to perfection based on subsequent deductions, he still did not have that kind of charm and he could not understand them at all.

The difference from Wu Mingkong was Zhu Chong in front of him. He looked around with relish, his aura gradually settled, and the white lotus seal on his hand changed from time to time.

The original scent of pure and ethereal smell was washing away bit by bit.

"Will the change in thinking actually trigger changes in the body? The mind interferes with reality?"

Wu Mingkong was a little confused. Although this ability of the mind to interfere with reality is not as powerful as his Guixu Shuangtong's mental power, it is even more magical. Guixu Shuangtong's mental power can also interfere with reality, but it is impossible to be like Zhu Chong at all.

"What is this principle? Is this an epiphany?"

Zhu Chong held the lotus seal in his hand and smiled slightly.

Suddenly, the morning bell and evening drums were heard.

Zhu Chong suddenly woke up and looked at the one in his hand: "Thank you, Lord Yijun, for protecting me."

"What are you getting?" Wu Mingkong asked hurriedly.

"The road to the Grandmaster is no longer a bottleneck."

Zhu Chong's answer was not very satisfied with Wu Mingkong, and he wanted to know what he felt just now: "No, I want to ask you what you felt just now, why did you suddenly have no bottleneck?"

Wu Mingkong has never had this bottleneck, which is also an advantage of his own creation system. He gathers the strengths of thousands of families to remove the drought and preserve the essence.

"The gangster is in a daze, a sensation, and it is extremely mysterious." Zhu Chong was silent for a moment. He didn't know how to describe the feeling just now, so he could only describe it simply.

"It's okay, it's okay. You just read one. There are four more books here. Come on, let's try again." Wu Mingkong pushed the remaining few books to Zhu Chong.

"It's not enough, we can go find the lost ones, and."

Wu Mingkong added this sentence, this is really rare. This thing is an epiphany in the legend. Wu Mingkong has never encountered it until now. He relies on the innate witchcraft in the Yin and Yang yin and Yang yin body to be regarded as a small trumpet of the unity of man and nature. If the principle of enlightenment can be analyzed, Wu Mingkong might be able to form a specious unity of man and nature.

Zhu Chong didn't expect that Wu Mingkong would be so enthusiastic that he would take the initiative to help him find the lost three treasure scrolls.

"Thank you, Lord Yijun, but I can't use it yet. If I want to practice the remaining ones and three treasure scrolls, I must at least need the Grandmaster realm, and these five and six volumes are enough for me to practice."

"Success." Wu Mingkong didn't care. Since he couldn't analyze the principle of enlightenment, Wu Mingkong was not in a hurry. Anyway, his main goal was to analyze luck, and the rest were trivial matters.

After all, in reality, he was targeted by God's will, and he didn't know what bad ideas would be made of. Wu Mingkong wanted to use the luck system combined with his numerology to try to create a method like substitution.

He had already had a method of marriage, but now he still had to experiment with alternative methods after marriage. Zhu Chong, who had a great fortune in front of him, is now very cooperating with Wu Mingkong's observation data.

"Mr. Yijun, you have been staring at me since you met last time. Now, is it that I am different?" Zhu Chong couldn't help it. Although the other party was closing his eyes and covering his black cloth strips, Zhu Chong could clearly feel that he was being peeped.

"Well, do you still remember the luck that I told you about? What I see is the luck that is lingering on you." Wu Mingkong said bluntly, not worried about the saying of luck being spread.
Chapter completed!