Tuo Sen didn't care whether Chen Zhui agreed or not, and left the jade slip.

The news of the explosiveness came!

Tuosen broke through the sixth floor of the Law Tower in a row, tying Zhao Xing's record!

Since its establishment, the second person at the Venerable level has emerged from the 38th floor!

"Tuosun, finally, he is no longer low-key."

"He has been in the Wuhou Secret Realm for a long time, and this time, the challenge of the True King Secret Realm is about to be. I'm afraid he won't stay any longer."

"A terrifying guy, is this still a human..."

"Tuosun is indeed not a human being. I heard that he is an alien?"

"Where did the news come from? Tuosen is the genius of my human race!"

"A monster..."

Countless discussions sounded, and the 38th floor of the Law Tower was the only way to kill the top true gods by relying on the insights of the Law! Even if it was just a weak body, divine body, and the cave heaven had no amplification.

Such a terrible thing, when Tuosen broke through the Law Tower, the God King was alarmed.

In person, he went to the Law Tower Square and announced that Tuosun would get a one-year chance to practice in the God King Palace...

And Chen Zhui, who got this news.

Without hesitation, he crushed the jade slip given by Tuosun!

A huge message suddenly poured into the sea of ​​consciousness of the soul.

"The secret technique of the ancient god clan, "Dry Leaf Practice"!"

"This method of asceticism actually takes the initiative to cause inner demons in the heart and face the erosion of various negative emotions."

"However, the greatest effect of this dead leaf sect is to understand the fifth level of the artistic conception of the rules, the origin of the nirvana?!"

After reading the introduction of the Dead Leaf Leaf, Chen Zhui couldn't help but be amazed at the talent of his former peak race.

What a powerful ancient god that created this kind of heaven-defying martial art!

The dead leaves are three layers in total.

The first level: the inner demons are full of.

The second level: endless hell.

The third layer: rebirth of dead leaves.

There is only one way to practice at each level.

That is retreat and practice!

"The first floor is just a simple lock in the room and is isolated from the outside world, without any interference from the outside world. It is completely staying in an independent space."

"And, it's best to be an environment like endless deserts and barren mountains."

"The second level is to close the five senses and suppress the spiritual consciousness. Not only isolate external interference, but you can't even make a sound. Even if you yell, you can't understand it at all."

"The third level, the origin is silent and the rebirth of the dead leaves. This regular artistic conception is actually named from the ancient books of the ancient gods."

"Not only is the five senses completely closed, but even the mark of life is blocked. The original fluctuation has completely reached static, like a dead object!"

The first and second levels of this also have to face many inner demons and evil thoughts.

"It's like... looking for death!" Chen Zhui couldn't help but feel numb.

That's right, in Shen Zhui's view, the secret technique of the ancient gods is not a practice at all, but a complete pursuit of death.

What's even more cruel is that it's the kind of way to die of being tortured by the inner demons and torture of loneliness.

But at the same time, Chen Zhui also saw the terribleness of this technique.

"Ordinary people can hide their breath, such as the formless magical power. Although they can be disguised as a stone, they can even close the five senses, suppress the spiritual consciousness, and completely disguise."

"But... the original fluctuation cannot be isolated, even if the formless magic power turns into a stone. People themselves know that they cannot become a real stone."

"The original power of the body will still flow, which is the irreversible part of the rules of the world."

"And the secret method of the ancient gods can actually make the power of the original source approach infinite silence, which is simply sensational!"

Chen Zhui sighed endlessly.

As the top peak race, the ancient gods have super strong combat power and outstanding talent.

However, this powerful race has an inescapable fate, that is, when adults become extremely crazy, uncontrollable, and loses their minds.

"Dry Leaf Jue" is a way to develop this kind of counter-destruction.

After being translated by the ancient gods, there is still a lot of hope in it - the rebirth of the dead leaves.

"Tuosen so quickly realized the fifth level of origin of nirvana and his state of mind was perfect. Is he practicing this secret method?"

Chen Zhui stared at the distant sky, where it was the direction of the No. 1 Longteng Palace.

"Ancient Gods..."

Whoosh ~

Chen Zhui disappeared outside the palace.

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In the virtual god realm.

Since this was a very long retreat, Chen Zhui felt that it would be difficult for him to meet his adoptive father and mother for a long time, so he met his parents before he went into retreat.

"Zhaoer, don't worry, go to seclusion. Your adopted mother and I are very good. Even your biological father, Chen Kangwei, is much better than before. He has made a lot of improvement. His father played chess with him yesterday. Oh, by the way, it's what you often call "Linglong Chess Game". "The adoptive father Chen Shan said with red light.

"Entertainment Father, what's the final result?" Chen Zhui asked with great confidence.

"Hahaha, I won the best for my father." Chen Shan smiled happily.

"Go and go, don't be proud." The adopted mother also appeared behind Chen Shan at this time. "I don't know who it was. I took advantage of the fact that she didn't pay attention and moved one more son..."

"I accidentally encountered that!" Chen Shan widened his eyes.

"Then why did you pretend you didn't see it?"

"You dead woman, I'm still taking out old things...Oh, be gentle..."

Seeing his adopted mother pulling away in the ear of her father, Chen Zhui couldn't help but smile.

His current realm naturally would not let his adoptive father and mother die of old age. He had long used various treasures to pile up the two of them into the realm of supernatural powers.

Among them, his adopted mother was even higher than his adopted father's level.

People become comfortable and have no worries, and all kinds of trivial quarrels between couples appear.

Now the adopted mother is giving Shenshan a tight food.

"Chen Zhui, why are you alone?" Chen Xinlan's phantom appeared.

"Sister Yi didn't ask me, my younger brother, and asked others as soon as she came up. It really made me heartbroken..." Chen Zhui pretended to be sad.

"You, you... I don't have it." Chen Xinlan's face turned slightly red.

"Yangzhou was accepted as a disciple by a king. You may not see him in a short time. Humph! What a Golden Sword King, who is so strict that my sister and her sweetheart cannot meet her. I will win the letter and scold him..."

"Hey, don't!" Chen Xinlan stomped her feet and said, "No way, you are like you. It's a good thing for Yangzhou to follow the King of Jindao to learn... OK, you deliberately shy me!"

Chen Xinlan acted like a fight.

"Hahaha, Sister Yi, please spare me..." Chen Zhui smiled and left the exclusive space.

The residence of the Seventh Prince.

"Chen Zhui, do you want to practice a secret method?" Zi Xuan leaned on Shen Zhui's shoulder.

"Um."

"Is it dangerous?"

"There's a little bit." Chen Zhui didn't hide it from it.

My parents' level of eunuch is too low, and I only know my son and younger brother are very powerful. Chen Zhui is unwilling to let them think too much, so I didn't say anything about taking risks at all.

Zixuan is different. The Taoist couple of life and death can of course talk to each other.

"If it's dangerous, then don't practice..." Zixuan put her head under Shen Zhui's chin and rubbed her head and acted coquettishly.

"Don't worry, I know it." Chen Zhui touched Zixuan's head, "Nothing will happen."

"Don't let me regret teaching my husband to find a title."

"Huh? When did I write this poem to you..."

"Hmph, what is your poem? This is mine! Now it is said that I am unparalleled in Princess Anle's poems. If you dare to say something, you will be finished!" Zixuan bit Shen Zhui's shoulder.

"Okay, okay, it's yours, it's all yours..."

"Then you, um, um..."

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To be continued...