Hongmeng Dao Tijue

There is no wind in Black Wind Village, only the lingering musty smell. Lin Mu lived here for sixteen years. He has no spiritual roots, no background, and his back is turned to the sky. Even the bullies in the village can step on him. Until that day, he was kicked off a hundred-foot cliff. When he was about to die, the broken animal skin left by Juan's father in his arms was stained with blood and melted into the sea of ​​consciousness. "The Grand Meng has not judged, and it cannot differentiate between reality and reality. Use the flesh as a furnace to refine all things." Others cultivate immortality by breathing in spiritual energy. He feeds on devouring. Demonic energy, demonic power, broken laws, and even the enemy's natal magical powers can be swallowed up and used for one's own purposes. The physical body is the Tao body, and all laws are compatible with it. The spell can be seen through at a glance, and the magical power can be reproduced by opening the mouth. In this life, he does not fight for destiny or ask for gifts from heaven. He only believes in one thing Your life is your own.