No Way People Find Cultivation Difficult, Right?

I want to truly condense the Duhua Jinlun.

It's not just as simple as injecting merit.

If it can be so casual, those masters who have attained the Dao would stop doing anything and go to save the resentful souls every day, and after decades of effort, they can condense the Golden Wheel of Speed ​​Transformation.

Duhua Jinlun is no longer as simple as attaining the Tao, but enlightenment of wisdom.

You need to realize the Tao before you can condense it.

If you can't realize it, no matter how much merit you inject, it is impossible to condense the Golden Wheel of Degree Transformation.

Sikong Jiantian didn't expect Ye Ping to be able to condense the Duhua Jinlun, he just hoped that Ye Ping would transform nine times sooner, and the power of the Duhua Jinguang would be stronger, so that at least Wei Lin could be effectively suppressed.

It won't make Wei Lin unscrupulous.

A large number of merits were submerged into Ye Ping's body.

Finally, after an hour.

Ye Ping's golden light has completed its ninth transformation.

The degree of golden light is like golden lacquer, wherever it goes, no resentful soul dares to touch the front.

Rao even Wei Lin felt extremely strenuous.

"Do you want to condense the degree of transformation golden wheel? Sikong Jiantian, you are wishful thinking, because he still wants to condense the degree of transformation of the golden wheel?"

"You may not know what the Duhua Golden Wheel represents, right? Let me tell you, the Duhua Golden Wheel can only be condensed if the wisdom aperture is opened."

"It's really ridiculous to try to condense the golden wheel without practicing for a thousand years."

"Hahahahaha, Sikong Jiantian, as long as I completely control the Five Resentments Emerald Ancient Gourd, I will let all of you die here."

"I will turn all of you into resentful souls and seal them in the ancient emerald gourd, so that you will suffer in pain all the time, day and night."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

Wei Lin laughed.

The faces of tens of thousands of monks in Qingzhou became very ugly.

Above the sky, Wei Lin's body is getting bigger and bigger, and he is merging with the ancient emerald gourd of five grievances. Once the complete fusion is successful, Wei Lin will be integrated into the ancient gourd and will never be reborn.

But his resentment is very deep. This gourd will suck everyone into it and enter the inner purgatory. At that time, no grass will grow for thousands of miles, and the second ghost grave near the river in Qingzhou may appear because of this.

"Ye Ping, try to condense the golden wheel. If you can condense it, it will be the best. If you can't condense it, I, Sikong Jiantian, will let you live no matter what."

At this moment, Sikong Jiantian's voice sounded, his tone was calm, but his expression showed unparalleled confidence.

He wanted Ye Pingan to realize the Tao, not to be affected, and gave Ye Ping a reassurance.

"Thank you, Senior Sikong, but Elder Brother has taught me that sword cultivators of my generation should go forward bravely and look forward to whatever. If they are really in danger, I hope Senior Sikong will send the others away. Ye has no fear of life and death."

However, Ye Ping's voice sounded.

His gaze is full of determination, not the kind of fake emptiness and fake compassion, but a rare kind of Dao heart.

Sikong Jiantian was surprised.

He did not expect that Ye Ping would have such a tenacious Dao heart at such a young age.

The future achievements of this child are unimaginable.

At this moment, Sikong Jiantian couldn't help but have this thought in his mind, he felt that his title of No. 1 in Qingzhou would probably be taken away by Ye Ping.

At this age, at this level of cultivation, with extremely high attainments in the way of swordsmanship, and with the ability to transform into golden light, and with such a firm heart, his future achievements may be unimaginable.

All of a sudden, Su Changyu's figure could not help reappearing in Sikong Jiantian's mind.

"Senior Brother Ye, you have to believe in yourself."

"Senior Brother Ye, we are in the same boat with you. If you die, we will never live."

"Senior Brother Ye, there is no coward in Qingzhou who is afraid of death. Don't be burdened. If you die, at least it will be considered a great success."

"Senior Brother Ye is invincible!"

Behind them, tens of thousands of Qingzhou monks also spoke up. They didn't want to be Ye Ping's burden, nor did they want to be Ye Ping's burden.

So they opened their mouths one after another, telling Ye Ping not to care about them.

Hearing these words, Ye Ping showed a smile, he didn't think much, sat cross-legged on the ground, and closed his eyes.

The golden light bathed in the entire kendo conference venue.

Countless pairs of eyes focused on Ye Ping.

The lower the monk's realm, the more he believed that Ye Ping could condense the golden light.

However, the one with a high cultivation level sighed helplessly.

They know how difficult it is to condense the golden light. Although there is a glimmer of hope, it is too slim.

"My lord, can Brother Ye condense the golden wheel?"

Some monks couldn't help asking Chen Zheng, but they didn't know what to do.

"Difficult, harder than going to the blue sky."

Chen Zheng shook his head, and when he gave such an answer, the hearts of tens of thousands of monks couldn't help but sink in an instant. Although some people had already guessed it, after hearing Chen Zheng's personal answer, their hearts were still filled with despair.

"If you want to truly condense the golden wheel of degree transformation, you must open your wisdom aperture. Whether you are a Buddhist monk or a Taoist master, you can gain the power of merit and virtue after you walk the way for the sky and subdue demons and demons."

"Concentrate the power of a thousand virtues, then you can condense it into a golden light, and after turning the golden light nine times, you can condense the golden wheel."

"It's just that if you want to condense the Golden Wheel of Degree Transformation, you must realize wisdom. If you can't awaken wisdom, then you can't condense the Golden Wheel of Degree Transformation."

"The so-called golden wheel is a symbol of great wisdom. No one in my country of Jin has condensed the golden wheel of degrees, and even among the ten countries, there is only one person who has condensed the golden wheel of degrees. In order to condense the golden wheel of degrees, that person , Self-proclaimed memory, hard work, and after three hundred years of hard work, finally awakened to wisdom."

"Although Ye Ping's aptitude is extraordinary, it is almost impossible for him to condense the degree of transformation golden wheel in a short period of time."

Chen Zheng opened his mouth, and he said the difficulty of condensing the golden wheel.

For a moment, everyone's mood became heavier.

"Then what should we do!"

"It's over, this time we are really dead."

"Oh, if I had known this, I would not have come to the ancient city of Qingzhou."

"What are you talking about now? Wealth is in the sky, and life and death are fate. This is fate, and you can't escape it even if you want to."

"Everyone, if Senior Brother Ye didn't condense the Duhua Golden Wheel, we would have to fight to the death, at least it would be better than being tortured in the ancient gourd."

The monks discussed, although there were many voices, I hope everyone cheered up, but most of the monks were still dead, and few people could face death calmly.

And at this very moment.

On the main stage of the Kendo Conference.

In Ye Ping's mind, the Duhua scriptures taught by the elder brother that day appeared.

The scriptures flickered in my mind.

But there is always something wrong with this scripture, but Ye Ping doesn't know what is wrong, nor does he understand it.

He is thinking.

If you understand clearly, then everything will come naturally, but if you don't understand clearly, you will always be stuck in this state.

A stick of incense!

An hour!

Two hours!

Three hours!

Wei Lin's resentment became stronger and stronger, and his killing intent became stronger and stronger.

He was almost fused with the ancient gourd, but he was just short of the last step. Wei Lin stabilized. He didn't plan to make a move now. He planned to kill everyone after he really fused.

at this time.

The sky is like ink.

It was a big night.

Ye Ping was like an old monk in meditation, without any movement.

Everyone is quiet.

No one made a sound, they didn't want to disturb Ye Ping.

Following their silence, the entire ancient city of Qingzhou seemed to have quieted down.

Just then.

call!

The fallen leaves moved.

A breeze blew slowly, gently blowing Ye Ping's hair like a black waterfall.

Soon, a voice sounded.

"Eldest brother, junior brother has realized."