Chapter 8 Pollution Chapter 48: Tolerance, Refining, and Condensation
The internal structure of Xuyuan Group changed rapidly, the special status of 30 disciples was deprived, and the management team formed by Wu Qi began to truly control the group. Although some disciples were very dissatisfied and even took the initiative to contact Xu Jingming, Xu Jingming ignored them all.
"Disciple? Just follow the normal training route." Xu Jingming no longer imitated the Lord of Xu Yuan, and naturally followed his own ideas.
If the apprentice is strong and capable, he will naturally be able to shoulder more responsibilities. If he is mediocre and incompetent, he will naturally not be qualified to hold great power. Just like Lu Naduo, who is obviously incompetent but holds too much power, that would be a disaster.
"Abnormal emotions!"
On a desolate planet, Xu Jingming, dressed in a fiery red robe, sat cross-legged for three days.
During these three days, he felt the impact of painful emotions on his mind, while also sorting out all the high-dimensional information he had obtained.
"Although the imitation method has been terminated, the high-dimensional information received before is still very large." Xu Jingming did not regret his choice at all. Without the imitation method, how could he obtain so much high-dimensional information on the road of 'power of the mind'?
To seize the inheritance of "Xuyuan", one of the five inheritances of the Void God Clan? For a long time, none of the high-dimensional beings including the dean could obtain the five inheritances of the Void God Clan.
With Gu Mo's means, how could he, who is not even a high-dimensional life, possibly inherit the "Urobuchi"?
Even if he got it, it was probably Gu Mo who killed Xu Jingming directly and erased the memory of the inheritance to prevent it from being leaked. Even if Xu Jingming was resurrected by humans, he would not be able to recover his memory.
So from the very beginning, Xu Jingming never expected the inheritance of "Xu Yuan".
"After receiving so much high-dimensional information, the path to the power of the mind realm has become clearer." Xu Jingming knew very well how to go on this path.
"The power of the mind realm must accommodate other paths. Just like when I practiced the Dark Primordial Star with gun skills before, it eventually caused impurities in my mind. At that time, I stopped the practice route of accommodating the Dark Primordial Star."
“In fact, this is the avenue!”
"How do I condense the power of my mind? How do I condense it into the 'power of my mind'?"
"We must tolerate other paths and tolerate the impurities that arise! Then refine the impurities, condense the mind, and purify the soul."
"Then, continue to be tolerant... continue to refine the impurities and condense the mind."
"Tolerance, refining, and condensation."
“With every process of condensing and purifying, the mind can accommodate more.”
"When you embrace a vast enough perception, which is enough to form a 'heart realm', and can still condense pure spiritual power, it can transform into the 'power of the heart realm'." Xu Jingming was very sure of the route.
“I have learned a lot of high-dimensional information along this route. There may still be some obstacles that I don’t know about, but the overall route is correct.”
"And embracing the 'Dark Yuanchu Star' is a very good choice, because the upper limit of the Dark Yuanchu Star is extremely high, and it is very easy to form a mind realm with it." After seeing the real Yuanchu Star, Xu Jingming was very clear about the upper limit of the Dark Yuanchu Star.
The Dark Yuanchu Star is a part of the real Yuanchu Star, and its upper limit is no less than that of the 'Shadow of the Urobuchi'.
"and……"
"To suppress abnormal emotions, the only way I know now is to use the Dark Primordial Star to suppress them." Xu Jingming frowned, "Abnormal emotions are the most obvious hazard of the Imitation Method, but I can't solve it."
“Emotions originate from the heart.”
"According to the high-dimensional information I have obtained, abnormal emotions are saplings, and the mind is the soil! It is rooted in my mind. The stronger my mind is, the stronger the abnormal emotions will become." Xu Jingming frowned.
"This is the shadow of Urobuchi, the abnormal emotions that permeate my mind. There is no way to expel it!"
The stronger your own mind is, the stronger your abnormal emotions will be.
“It’s horrible.”
Xu Jingming sighed.
Even the most obvious sequelae are such that I don’t see any hope of solving them.
How despairing would a much more serious 'abnormal consciousness' be?
"No wonder they say that if the imitation method is taken one step further, once abnormal consciousness appears, it will be completely over." Xu Jingming said secretly.
…
Virtual world network, fighting world.
There are 34 Doujiang worlds, corresponding to 34 universes. When Xu Jingming's consciousness descended, he could go to any Doujiang world.
"There are too many eighth-level star life forms in the 34 universes. Even if only a few have registered accounts in the Doujiang World, the number is still huge." Xu Jingming was on the top of a snowy mountain in the Doujiang World. He was wearing a fiery red robe, holding a jar of wine, and overlooking the vast land while drinking.
"It's time to choose the next target." Xu Jingming had a map rolled up in front of him. "It's you, Guancheng 'Cheng Wanshi'."
call.
Throwing away the wine jar, Xu Jingming took a step and, with the privilege granted by the Doujiang World, headed directly to where Cheng Wanshi was.
Xu Jingming appeared on the side of a street and looked at the Cheng Mansion in front of him.
The gates of the Cheng Mansion are now wide open and there are many guests.
Xu Jingming also walked leisurely to the front door and walked in with the other guests.
"My last name is Xu." Xu Jingming threw a gold bar.
"Mr. Xu, 10 taels of gold." The servants at the door took the gold bars and shouted loudly, letting Xu Jingming enter the mansion.
Xu Jingming admired the lively scene. The Cheng family was now setting up a banquet in the largest front yard. At a glance, there were hundreds of tables. Xu Jingming was not in a hurry to start, but randomly chose a seat to sit down.
"Let's have the feast." Xu Jingming happily joined in the fun.
The guests were chatting and laughing, and various delicious wines and dishes were served.
"Who is this friend?" asked the wealthy businessman at the same table.
"My last name is Xu." Xu Jingming said with a smile and started eating and drinking.
The rich businessman smiled and said nothing more.
"It's so lively, all the guests are smiling, the host is also laughing happily, I also want to join in and be happy together. But why is it so painful?" Xu Jingming drank.
It’s so painful, so painful that I want to cry.
The pain is so severe that it seems as if my heart is being torn apart.
"After feeling the pain, I cherish the joy more. Unfortunately, I can't really enjoy it." Xu Jingming put down the wine glass and looked at his target 'Cheng Wanshi' in the distance.
Cheng Wanshi is the owner of the Cheng Mansion.
"Today is the day when I marry my 19th beauty. Thank you all for coming to my wedding banquet. Have fun eating and drinking." Cheng Wanshi, who was as strong as a black bear, was wearing a groom's suit and grinning happily.
"This Lord Cheng likes bustles and beauties, which is a blessing for our Guancheng."
"Guancheng is located on the border. Lord Cheng is a famous general. He is enough to guard Guancheng alone... With him, Guancheng is safe."
The guests were talking.
All the dignitaries in the city who attended the wedding banquet thought that Lord Cheng Wanshi was a good man.
"Cheng Wanshi!" Suddenly a childish roar came out.
"Oh?" Cheng Wanshi turned his head to look, and all the guests looked over there, including Xu Jingming, who was holding a wine jug.
He was a handsome young man.
The handsome young man was full of anger: "Cheng Wanshi, all of your previous 18 wives died. Now you want to force my sister to marry you? You devil, let my sister go."
A middle-aged guest stood up and shouted angrily, "Rebellious son, get out of here!"
"You gave my sister to this devil. You are not worthy of being my father." The handsome young man was furious.
"Today is a big day, I don't want to see blood." Cheng Wanshi smiled, "Come here, put this kid in the dungeon first."
"Cheng Wanshi, you devil, how many lives have you killed over the years? Are all of you powerful people blind?" The young man looked around and cursed.
"You are such an ignorant boy!"
"nonsense!"
The guests shouted angrily.
Xu Jingming was drinking and watching this scene. His tablemates were also whispering, "The Liang family's brat is really stupid! Lord Cheng is the god of Guancheng. What's the big deal about getting some beauties?"
“Woo.”
Xu Jingming stood up and put down the wine jug.
"Cheng Wanshi." Xu Jingming spoke. His voice was ordinary, but it naturally echoed throughout the front yard, overwhelming the noise of hundreds of tables of guests.
Everyone was shocked.
Cheng Wanshi looked over and saw Xu Jingming.
"Are you good at playing?" Xu Jingming looked at him and asked, "Are you having fun?"
"Hahaha, since you come to this world, you have to have fun." Cheng Wanshi stared at Xu Jingming. He realized that the person who came was probably an eighth-level star life in reality.
"If you don't experience pain, how can you feel happiness better?" Xu Jingming smiled, "I am here to help you feel pain."
"You're looking for death." Cheng Wanshi's face darkened. "Tell me your name."
Xu Jingming grinned: "Gun Demon!"
"Gun demon?"
Cheng Wanshi's heart trembled. He looked at Xu Jingming carefully, "Your robe..."
In the world of Doujiang, there is a legend about the Gun Demon! The Gun Demon wears a black robe, is good at using a spear, and is invincible.
"Are you ready to taste the pain?" Xu Jingming grinned.
whoosh.
Cheng Wanshi jumped to a distant place and took out a long knife.
"Here they come." Xu Jingming used his spear skills to evolve the Dark Yuanchu Star, and the two sides clashed fiercely like thunder. The terrifying power spread in all directions, scaring the guests and servants so much that they hurriedly fled in all directions.
“How terrible.”
"Another fighting general."
These guests and servants were all filled with fear. A fighting general could fight against an entire army alone, so how could they dare to get involved?
Xu Jingming's fighting style is different from the past. He no longer pursues killing the enemy, but torturing the opponent! He tortures the opponent again and again without killing him, making the opponent embarrassed, miserable and crazy.
In just three minutes, Cheng Wanshi's clothes were torn and his body was covered with wounds. He was shot in the neck again and pressed to the ground, unable to raise his head. He growled like a pig waiting to be slaughtered: "Kill me, kill me."
"You can't even stand this little torture, and you still want to become a source of life?" Xu Jingming sneered.
"Ahhh." Cheng Wanshi, who was pressed there, grabbed the ground with both hands, picked up the rubble and threw it at Xu Jingming. The rubble broke through the air like bullets.
Xu Jingming used his spear to block the rocks, but Cheng Wanshi still rushed over.
And then abused again.
Being abused again and again.
"Senior Gun Demon." Cheng Wanshi lay there and whispered, "I know you want to help me, but I've had enough."
"You're not going to resist anymore ? You're such a loser." Xu Jingming carried the gun, turned around and walked away. As he walked, he disappeared into nothingness.
Cheng Wanshi sat up.
"Gun Demon, when did you become like this? It's so embarrassing in Guancheng that I have to register a new account and move to another place." Cheng Wanshi was tortured so humiliatingly just now that some people watching from a distance saw it clearly.
…
In the fighting world, the gun demon's fighting style has changed drastically.
His fighting was more about torturing his opponent and forcing him to resist until he was completely desperate.
This really forced some people to have higher potential. In the world of fighting generals, those fighting generals would change color when they heard the name of the gun demon. Of course, some fighting generals were more eager to fight the gun demon.
