Returning to the sky above Luocheng, Chen Yu looked at the huge crowds of people.

The ten dharma gatherings have already begun, and now the competition is fierce on the stage, with shouts and shouts coming from all around.

Chen Yu stopped and looked briefly for a moment before retracting his gaze and heading towards the small courtyard where he lived.

The new soul is being forged, and there is not enough mental power to call upon. If you want to find and identify a suitable person among the crowds of people, it is impossible to rely only on the naked eye. You need to use your spirit to capture the other person's thoughts and thoughts, and grasp the true thoughts in your heart.

At least he didn't want to elect a villain who would act recklessly and lawlessly.

Moreover, the ability to grasp the evil thoughts of a person can only be seen through the reflection of the soul. At this moment, the performance of the five senses and six consciousnesses is still insufficient in this regard.

In order not to affect the recasting of the new soul, and unwilling to miss the rare opportunity of a lifetime like the Dharma Conference to bring all parties together, Chen Yu had to weaken the channel first, and the power to transport the spiritual realm into the flame of the soul was weakened.

A few minutes, leaving a certain amount of strength to use other means.

Outside the sky and in the sky, the body of the soul is crystal clear, with precious light flowing throughout the body, as if it were made in heaven.

Hundreds of colored flames are forged above and below, burning the inside, tempering away the tiniest impurities, and expelling them into the void outside the body and blowing them away.

At a certain moment, a thought that belonged to Chen Yu emerged from the void, blowing across the surface of the golden spiritual realm like wind. However, the root that emerged from the spirit suddenly narrowed, and the channel connecting the two suddenly narrowed.

The soul trembled, and the flames flickered on and off for several times. Under the influence of the vaguely remaining spiritual power, it finally calmed down and stopped being restless.

With his consciousness returning, Chen Yu silently recited the magic of summoning gods, condensing the consciousness into spiritual power in the mud pill. As he moved, the misty silver reappeared in the field that had been dry for a long time, and quickly filled the air.

One by one, it suddenly turned into rain, and the drops formed a trickle and merged into a small pond.

His eyes opened, and the sparkle in his eyes was fleeting.

Feeling the power brewing in the mud pill, he frowned slightly, then relaxed it and returned to normal.

"There are still shortcomings. The new soul's demand for mental power is too heavy, and the power that can be spared now is limited."

Fortunately, most of the crowds are concentrated in the urban area and are not scattered all over. Therefore, it is not impossible to cover it with the existing spiritual power.

After thinking about the difficulties for a while, they can generally be easily solved. What's more, he also has the Ten Thousand Dharma Mirror in his hand, which can be used as a medium, just like when he set up a large array on the Wuming Mountain, using the existing spiritual texts in the Dharma Mirror.

And Node once again performed the art of observing everything on a huge scale!

Discern people's hearts and distinguish their thoughts.

"It's a pity that several methods to deal with evil thoughts still have flaws in practice, otherwise they could be used this time."

Human thoughts are different from spirits, and the difficulty of identifying and distinguishing them is much lower. As long as the mental force adheres to the other party's body surface, feedback can be obtained.

Before this, he had used this method to distinguish between good and evil on the way, but later the extremely strong evil thoughts left by Qian Xuanzhong forced him to think about the loopholes of this method.

Because in the world, it is not only ordinary people who are killed who can have evil thoughts, but also evil people and enemies. Although these people may have abandoned their conscience and humanity, they do not care about the growth of thoughts deep in their consciousness.

Not only ordinary people can be extremely malicious when they are tortured by life and death. When a knight sees injustice on the road and draws his sword to eliminate evil, the evil person will also hate, curse, and be full of resentment. Evil thoughts will arise from this and stick to the murderer.

on the person.

Therefore, it is not only the bad people in the broad sense who are burdened with evil thoughts. Punishing evil and promoting good and avenging hatred will also cause the killers to be burdened with a lot of evil thoughts.

In the past, Chen Yu wanted to rely on the number of evil thoughts to clarify the good and evil in people's minds. At first, he might be able to observe his actions and listen to his words to prove it. But in the future, if he punishes too many people, it will inevitably lead to mistakes.

"Since this method is not accurate enough, then add the power of the spirit to capture thoughts. The thoughts of others are like ringing in my ears, and the thoughts in my heart are the most simple. This cannot be concealed by any means."

The expression on his face remained unchanged. He raised his eyes and looked out, and a bright light suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

If you want to penetrate people's hearts with your spirit, you can't break into it with just a little strength, not to mention the thousands of people in the city at this moment, all of whom are skilled in martial arts and most of them are strong-willed.

The usefulness of the Wanfa Mirror was demonstrated when Chen Yu threw an object away from his palm, and the bronze mirror flipped over and came into the air.

But when he caught it with a flash of silver light, spiritual power rushed out from the center of his eyebrows. At the same time, a stream of energy and blood surged and intertwined from the blood orifice behind his back. When the two merged, he transformed into a flying and dancing dragon, gaining the ability to influence things in the world.

The silver dragon swallowed the bronze mirror and embedded it on its head. The next moment it ran towards the ceremony and the arena!

Chen Yu slowly stood up and floated up to the sky above the courtyard.

Without the Ten Thousand Dharma Mirror, it would be impossible to understand thousands of people just by relying on the mental power of intercepting the flow. However, with the Bronze Mirror, it is completely different, and the feasibility is guaranteed.

"First take a photo of every part of the arena." He planned to take photos unconsciously, so that he could understand the truest fluctuations in his mind and choose a 'practice reserve'.

Whoosh!

The silver dragon had long since disappeared, and he didn't stop either. He only took two mouthfuls of spiritual liquid and walked away again!

…

In the field, it was already afternoon.

The October sun was not very hot, but the hot wind was blowing up and down the arena, howling incessantly, and hitting the ears of thousands of people in the audience.

Sometimes there is applause, sometimes there is abuse.

They rise and fall one after another, shaking the heaven and the earth.

Not far away, by the window on the second floor of a pavilion, Yue Haiping looked calmly at the ring. Two men, one fat and one thin, were waving weapons, and the metal and iron made a ping-pong sound.

Sparks flew.

Inside the room, the smell of liquid medicine filled his nostrils. The young Taoist priest stretched his head and took a closer look, and then withdrew his gaze with unfulfilled interest.

Turning his eyes, he came to the room.

Jiang Qin'an, who was originally intact, was now half-lying on a wooden chair. His left arm was injured, and his waist and abdomen were bandaged with many cloths smeared with medicinal juice.

The other party was closing his eyes to rest, his forehead was sweating, and his face was slightly pale.

Yue Haiping frowned. If he hadn't heard the doctor who invited him say that his junior brother was no longer seriously ill, he would have been frightened by this appearance.

Perhaps feeling the gaze, Jiang Qin'an tried his best to dissipate his sleepiness and raised his eyelids, grinning with a not-so-relaxed smile: "Brother, don't worry, Dr. Chu is a famous master in Luo City, how could he even suffer such a traumatic injury?"

It can’t be cured.”

He smiled and said that his condition was much better than when he was first injured, but his body was weak and weak. According to the doctor, this was normal and he would recover after a few days of rest.

hope so.

Yue Haiping stood up and took a clean wet cloth to wipe the middle-aged Taoist's forehead and cheeks to wipe away the sweat stains. He poured a cup of warm water and brewed some analgesic herbs.

He has traveled abroad and knows several quite effective folk remedies.

Sure enough, after taking it, Jiang Qin'an's face turned red, the pain caused by the contact with the concoction on the wound was relieved a lot, and his condition was obviously much better.

"Get some rest. I'll ask the shopkeeper to bring you some more meat porridge later in the evening, or add some blood-enhancing food to replenish your body."

After saying this, as a senior brother, he couldn't help but criticize the other party's recklessness for rashly coming to the stage to discuss martial arts not long ago.

"Junior brother, don't worry, this time I got the urge to hunt. The move the man used was quite similar to the Haiyun Sword Technique. I thought it was a sideline scattered outside, but it turned out...sigh."

On the side, Yue Haiping added mercilessly.

"It turned out to be a murderer who took advantage of the senior brother's training outside to attack and rob him."

Having said this, he couldn't help but shake his head. This was indeed unexpected. You must know that since more than thirty years ago, the Taoists who went out to practice in Haiyunguan no longer carried any secret books to protect the Tao.

Just to prevent bad people from taking notice.

There are as many martial arts schools in the world as river sand, but Haiyun Temple is a Taoist sect that has been passed down for five centuries (sixty years). Even if it is located in a remote place, it is not comparable to ordinary disciples of the three religions and nine streams. Not to mention the inherited techniques.

How exquisite, at least it is much more precise and complete than what is circulated in the market.

Otherwise, how could the thief on the stage just now master the Haiyun Sword with only a secret book without the guidance of a master?

"Perhaps the unfortunate senior brother was preparing to practice on the road and didn't want to be snatched away by thieves."

There were two sighs in the room, but soon they recovered and started talking about the Dharma conference.

Capturing one's own martial art is actually not a big deal. The core of Haiyun Temple lies in a set of Taoist Qi gathering methods, which are inherited from the Hesha method. Unlike ordinary people in the martial arts world, the art of protecting Taoism is not considered by most Taoists.

Not that important.

But attacking and killing the disciples in the temple is absolutely unforgivable.

Anyone who walks out of the door will not let go after knowing it, so there is a fight.

Yue Haiping also took action, and the two of them were a dragon and a tiger, and the other was a powerful force. Not long after the opponent resisted, he was stabbed into the heart with a sword and died on the spot.

However, he was not a green-skinned gangster after all, and his opponent had a strong desire to die. He used several moves before killing him, seriously injuring Jiang Qin'an, who was slightly inferior in martial arts.

After telling a few people who were traveling with him, they came to this room to rest temporarily.

"As soon as the bleeding stops, go back to the yard to recuperate."

The situation was urgent at that time, so Yue Haiping did not bother the bloody Jiang Qin'an, but with the help of other Taoists, he called for Dr. Chu, the master, to stabilize the injury.

Inside the house, Jiang Qin'an did not refuse. He knew that his senior brother was worried because the man might have accomplices. The senior brother was not afraid, but it was really dangerous for him to stay nearby.

And just when the two opened the door and left, an invisible wave came through the wall, illuminating the two people inside and out. At this moment, everything including skin, flesh, bones, and even spiritual consciousness were

It all seems to be exposed.

Jiang Qin'an was still unconscious, but Yue Haiping, who was supporting him from the side, was shaken.

His eyes were focused, and he couldn't see any traces when looking left and right. He didn't know if his perception was wrong.

Shaking his head, the Taoist no longer thought about it. Perhaps he was really disturbed by the fight in the ring just now.

To my surprise, this is not the state that should be present when practicing the Pure Brightness Dharma.

"It seems that I will have to practice the sword technique a few more times when I go back, and at the same time, I need to pick up a few Heart Sutras and not let them go to waste."
To be continued...