Into the Immortal Cultivation

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Since having memories, the world has been colored.

Daddy in brown linen. Niang wearing blue clothes. Little girl in red clothes.

Huang Cancan's rapeseed field. Yellow clay. Black dog. White cooking smoke. Green leaves. Slightly yellow rice.

Good day. Good day.

He actually doesn't care. Really. He was born. There was a piece of ice in my heart. He will laugh, cry, feel happy, and feel unhappy. But these emotions are never "deep".

They seem to be disguised, never sent from the heart.

However, even if it was just a warm stream flowing on the ice, he still liked it.

Although this "like" can not be considered from the heart. However, it is a little deeper than "what".

then……

then……

Then there is the dead bone that protects himself with his body. It seems to be father and mother.

The round head rolling on the ground. Seems to be the younger sister.

--seem……

--seem……

-It seems that it should be so.

——Then, it seems ... it seems ...

"revenge?"

Unfamiliar nouns, unfamiliar emotions.

But, for the first time ... from the heart!

At that moment, the flowing "brook" was angered to boiling, and eroded the ice in the bottom of my heart!

This is the origin of Xianmeng's most special "positive creatures", Xian Gou Dabao.

Gou Dabao's name is rustic, but he never thought of changing his name to himself. For many monks who are not satisfied with their real names, it is normal to change a track number. But he doesn't.

This name is his struggle. He fought against "his own".

Well, yes, "his own".

In fact, his initial object of resistance did not include "self". He only hated the entire ancient law after seeing the present Taiping world, and then hated himself when he knew that he was also an ancestor of the ancient law. That's all. He also knows that his previous life may not be related to the ancient law cultivation on this planet, this is just meaningless anger.

However, his current personality is an unreasonable tyranny. I am angry, I hate you, what do you want?

Humble, is his personality in this life!

Because he hated the remnant soul in his body, he voluntarily visited the Yangshen Pavilion and voluntarily became the research object of the Xianmeng secret project.

It's just ... For the Immortals, this kind of "resistance" is almost meaningless. Even the will to "resist" is not necessarily from the heart.

Especially in this big environment like Faxian Dao, his resistance was extremely difficult.

In this big environment with only outsiders.

Fuze in the past life allows him to recognize what is the Fa-rectification leading to Kangzhuang Avenue, and what is only a Taoist method, only a small technique. He will reject the side entrances that depart from the road from the heart.

Heavenly Entropy ... What is wrong?

The final calculation is ... extremely mechanical, extremely stiff, is the zombie repaired or the stone repaired?

Tiangexing ... no spirituality!

Xingchen Dayan Zhoutian ... Bah! Is the star like that?

Tianyan Atlas ... It's kind of interesting, but that's it.

On many occasions, he could feel that his rationality seemed not to belong to him at all. In his own mind, there is a small person who is criticizing the exercises before him.

There is no future.

There is no future.

No future!

The little man seemed to dominate his emotions. What the little man hates, what he hates.

For him, practicing those current methods is like ****.

**** Ah ... Can it be done?

Of course it can be done. As long as you have the heart, **** is not inedible.

However, the urge to vomit and the instinct to tighten the throat cannot be overcome. That is the body's instinct to refuse harmful things into the body.

Human reason can overcome these instincts, but there is no way to eliminate them.

For Gou Dabao, his "instinct" is extremely powerful. Even if he forcibly eats those "shit-like exercises", his "instinct" will force him to spit it out.

harmful.

harmful.

harmful!

Gou Dabao's will cannot completely overcome his "instinct".

The monks of Yangshen Pavilion once made an analysis. Gou Dabao's "yin consciousness" may be the consciousness of the once fairy. The fairy consciousness did not fall asleep. It's just because it's incomplete, so it can't work. But, after all, it is a fairy. Even if it is only a fragment of the heart, its total amount far exceeds the limit that a mortal can have.

If you compare Gou Dabao's entire mind to an iceberg, then the consciousness of this resistance is actually just a layer of floating soil on the iceberg.

Cultivating again and again, approaching the Tianguan time and time again, wandering again and again, unable to find the way back and again, and approaching the broken infants again and again.

Then, waste time and time again.

This is his daily routine.

Then, this day, this special "white mouse" woke up again.

The ceiling ... this time changed to red ...

As instinctively, he was the first to notice the color in front of him.

Gou Dabao woke up and looked at the ceiling for a while, then turned over and went to the door. His seemingly inorganic eyes made people wonder if he hadn't waken up at all.

In fact, he just had no energy.

He first went to the dining room and received today's breakfast. Two steamed buns with fine white noodles, a small dish of pickles from Nanhu, a bowl of porridge, served with shrimp skin and shiitake mushrooms, ordered with sesame oil and meat oil.

He was eating gulp.

To be honest, the days here are good. He eats and wears, and those who practice this practice have never deprived him of this experimental substance. Those monks who lived with him were very cautious in front of him, and at least maintained basic etiquette.

Actually, he doesn't care.

There is still an iceberg in his mind. The iceberg was just melted before. He actually doesn't care much.

He, or "the one" is a fairy. Immortals don't care how mortals are.

He couldn't get rid of this emotion.

The only things he loves now are the colors he sees in his eyes, the sounds he hears in his ears, the smell he smells in his nose, and the taste his tongue tastes. Only these feelings can be dominated by him.

After having used early meals, he came to a room according to a predetermined route.

Entering this room, he instinctively felt a dangerous breath. He forcibly suppressed his soul, and then rejoiced. Immediately afterwards, a translucent teenager appeared in front of him.

"Are you the one I want to see?" Gou Dabao sat down and looked quietly at Wang Qi opposite. To be honest, he is not used to this kind of behavior that allows illusion to invade the soul. His "instinct" felt. This behavior is tantamount to letting the knife rest on his neck.

However, for him, the more he hates the physical instinct, the more he loves to do it.

He said: "Are you doing new projects?"

The young boy nodded, as if to say something, but hesitated.

"That's it." Gou Dabao nodded indifferently: "That's it. Give it to you as a cultivation method."

The young man across the street-Wang Qidao said: "My practice must be based on the calculation of Taoism."

The other party is an immortal. He can learn the mathematical method of "coordinate system", but he is not willing to think about the meaning and thoughts in it.

"Yuan Dingshujing?" Gou Dabao frowned in disgust, but then felt a little happy again.

It seems to be a very good thing for the fairy in his body to "eat some shit".

"I can immediately abolish my own skills. Rest assured." Gou Dabao didn't seem to care about this. He looked at his body and said, "If you do your own work, you may vomit blood. If you vomit, people will have to clean it up specifically.

"Is that true ..." The teenager didn't know what to say. In his heart, materials about Gou Dabao naturally appeared.

Gou Dabao's current practice is in the late period of foundation. If ordinary people force the waste of work at this stage, they may even hurt their souls, instead of simply vomiting blood. However, Gou Dabao has the remnant soul of the fairy, and is not at all hurt by this. His body has gradually adapted to the pressure caused by repeated wasteful work.

"Speaking of it, do you have any time requirements?" Gou Dabao seems to have cleared the road: "Some things you may already know, but I still have to explain in advance. I am a fairy, and I won't be promoted After undergoing a spiritual transformation, it can be upgraded at the highest speed allowed by the theory. For me, it takes only one year and three months from the Qi training period to the completion of Jindan. If you want to accelerate on this basis, it will be for me Your body is also a burden. If you want to be faster, please say it now. "

The teenager shook his head: "I have nine years."

"Such." Gou Dabao nodded. Then he stood up and asked, "Is there no other request?"

"No."

"Then I will go back to waste work." Gou Dabao stood up without any hesitation or hesitation.

He really doesn't care about his skill.

"Wait a minute." The teenager stopped him: "This practice will definitely produce some special transformations when building the foundation to promote Jindan. When you are promoted to the completion of the foundation and preparing to form a pill, be sure to Stop, wait for us to do a full inspection on you, and then I will mention it myself. This is very important. "

"Oh." Gou Dabao didn't seem to have any interest in the so-called "special purpose".

After watching him go out, Wang Qi's consciousness returned to Round's house. In front of him, Chen Feng sat with Chen Youjia and Mi. The situation just now has been cast and broadcast to the three of them.

Wang Qi looked at Chen Feng: "What do you think?"

Chen Feng asked: "What do you think?"

"He doesn't seem to ... like a monk at all." Wang Qi was a little puzzled about this: "I don't think he is a furious avenger as the report says. There is no trace of him at all ... … A little thing that can be called 'power' or 'passion'. "

"Decadence." Chen Youjia added.

Chen Feng nodded: "This is also normal. Reason is in a confrontation with instinct for a long time. The personality on the surface is in a state of emotional emptiness for a long time, and all the" motivation "is filled in by the sleeping" yinzhi " .When there is a fierce conflict between Yin Consciousness and Obvious Consciousness, Primitiveness and Lingbao, he will fall into a lack of emotion. "

"This phenomenon is tentatively called" atypical marginal disorder "."

"The biggest performance is numbness."

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