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Chapter 731: Cultivating Heart Talisman

After three years, Chen Xinghe finally recovered from his injuries.

During this period, digesting the core of the star power has added a hint of confusing meaning to the body formation.

The ideal Tiangang Beidou Seven Star Formation has not been realized. It seems that the star power is not enough. The three formations of heaven, earth and man can be cultivated in the foundation-building stage.

Today, everything was ready, and a large number of strange-shaped array flags were inserted on the ground to connect the two nearby high platforms.

One of the high platforms has the Zhenyu Dzi beads on it, and the other platform has the race bags on it.

On the high platform of Zhenyu Dzi beads are filled with three large bowls of spiritual spring divine liquid and several precious spiritual materials. On the high platform of the human race bag are stacked with a large number of storage talismans and two storage rings.

The monk in white suddenly appeared, clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, birth and death are repeated, and the cycle of reincarnation is caused by reincarnation. Why should the donor be attached to this?"

"Yes, you're right, but this racial bag has been with me for many years and has developed feelings for me. As my cultivation level improves, the effect of this treasure becomes less and less obvious. There is only one result, that is, I have to put it on the shelf. Instead of being idle, it's better to ask the master to help improve the power of this treasure. You always think of finding a temple to hold a order! It's better to travel thousands of miles than reading thousands of books. What's wrong with following you and seeing what's wrong with it?"

"Stay!" The monk in white shook his head, but did not object. He took a step forward and stepped onto the racial bag, sat cross-legged and started practicing.

The crooked array flag inserted on the ground burned wildly, and the mysterious connection was slowly established between the Zhenyu Dzi beads and the race bag, and the spirit of the weapon began to transfer.

Even with rituals and spiritual objects, the race bag is not an existence like the Purple Strip Immortal Clothing, and it is very difficult to welcome the powerful spirit of the weapon to enter.

Fortunately, the Zhenyu Dzi bead artifact is light and light, and even if it disappears, it doesn’t care. It is really the foundation of a Taoist monk.

The more this happens, the greater the ability to grasp success.

Most of the spirits of the weapon are unruly, and they will jump up and down if they move around and try their best to resist. Few people have such a peaceful spirit.

Chen Xinghe bleed heavily and opened his mouth and sprayed three fairy breaths into the race bag.

At the same time, a purple lotus appeared under his feet, and Buddha light appeared behind his head and shone through it. The race bag immediately seemed to be painted with a layer of gold paint.

The figure of the monk in white became thinner, which was a sign of fusion.

Chen Xinghe ran to the top of the high platform where Zhenyu Dzi beads were displayed. He stood upside down in the air and pressed his forehead against Zhenyu Dzi beads.

The soul was suddenly greatly touched, and the impurities were slowly removed and reinforced.

In a blink of an eye, ten days passed.

Chen Xinghe felt that after only less than an hour, he felt that everything was reborn in his heart. It was wonderful and unique, and could not be expressed in specific words.

After the soul is stable, the benefits brought by self-evident are self-evident. The control of the Nine Tribulations Huangquan Art has soared rapidly and has made great strides forward.

He has been doing preparations for the past three years, and now he is going to recover the past three years.

I faintly felt that the spirit of the artifact had entered the race bag. I was so happy that I held my breath and concentrated my mind, and recited the mantra of meditation in my mouth.

This quiet mantra is divided into nine levels: quiet, calm, tranquility, concentration, emptiness, emptiness, true tranquility, bright tranquility, and spiritual tranquility. Chen Xinghe has practiced to the peak of the seventh level of true tranquility. He did not expect that he would break through and realize the energy of bright tranquility just after reciting it once.

The clear and quiet mirror is clear, and the original heart is clearly reflected, and the true self is clear.

At this moment, Chen Xinghe felt that he was more pure.

It is said that using copper as a mirror can correct your clothes and hats, history as a mirror, you can know the rise and fall, and using people as a mirror, you can know the gains and losses.

This is true at all. Chen Xinghe now knows where the limits of his cultivation potential are, and he can also reflect on the past and trace the little things on the road of cultivation. With a thought, he can see those friends and enemies. It is not difficult to try his skills with them.

This feeling is so wonderful. Chen Xinghe seems to be sitting still. Perhaps he is fighting against the enemy at the ideological level and has a crack in every moment. He has gained something and realized something in every moment.

Originally, he thought that his entry was very fast, and there were few people in the world, but now he realized that he was watching the sky from a well!

The eighth level of the meditation mantra can spread its wings and soar. Have there been no external objects in the Haozong Ju Sect to make disciples reach a similar level?

It's so capable, even if it is not easy to do, it is extremely feasible, so it's better to be cautious and impetuous to practice! When will the meditation mantra reach the ninth level or even end perfectly, so that you can be better than others.

Chen Xinghe sat for half a year. Although he didn't do anything, his ability was increasing day by day.

After reviewing the past, he finally fought with Zhuo Huazi at the level of thinking. Although he died without a burial place like tens of thousands of times before, he persisted for more than twenty breaths. Only then did he open his eyes and wake up.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt a little uncomfortable. Various combat experiences came in a flood. It took me one day to truly end my current practice.

The race bag was still lying in its original position, taking it into his hands, and was surprised to find that the internal space was more than ten times larger, and the various wonderful uses were equivalent to lower-grade spiritual weapons.

This is really an unexpected surprise. It is worthy of the spirit of Zhenyu Dzi beads, and its methods are extremely skillful.

Thinking of Zhenyu Dzi Pearl, Chen Xinghe hurriedly looked at it and found that there was only a layer of stone powder left, which made him feel a little regretful.

Even if such treasures are broken and damaged, their magical effects are still beyond imagination. The benefits to the soul can be enough to last throughout their lives. No wonder Qin Tiantong and all the masters of the Supreme Sect let the seeds come to compete for.

After sorting it out, Chen Xing kept practicing the magical talisman.

As the saying goes, sharpening a knife does not delay chopping wood. Today, the foundation he has laid is enough, and it will be revealed in just one copy.

The lines are bright and smooth, with a sense of indescribable charm.

"At least five years of hard work, I have caught up with the progress set by the teacher. The following is the water grinding process, and the magical sign will be seen over time." Chen Xinghe calmed down his mind, corrected his posture, and studied with the convenience of the military tea-reaping fault world.

This enlightenment took four years.

On a stormy night, he walked into the house and looked towards the imperial city, and found lightning and thunder, wind and rain.

The man who had imprisoned Qingluo before was already old. If he had not been in various places and had exhausted his financial resources to find various strange things to extend his life, he would have died ten years ago.

It's one year outside, sixteen years here.

Since Qing Luo escaped from the trap, Chen Xinghe killed him for a hundred years of life, and then he finished his practice and left the military tea-rift fault. He went through the trial of the ancient heavenly court. He spent several months resting and traveling in the Immortal Sword World and the Divine Turtle World. He has been practicing for seven and a half years since he returned to this world. He has been practicing for thirty-five years.

Such years are enough for young children to have beautiful hair early!

"I am not willing to give up until I die? I don't understand him from my perspective. Before he dies, he will have to try it even if he has spent tens of thousands of lives."

"This is the power of the heart. Whether it is selfish or kind, you can't jump out of the circle. It's easy to write the divine talisman, but it's hard to write the heart talisman."

The imperial city is undergoing a coup, and Chen Xinghe is helpless as his lives disappear. Too many people want to gain power, but they are unwilling to retreat even if they take their lives.

"In the hearts of these people, they are brave, unparalleled, and unyielding."

"Isn't my heart power like this? Maybe it's dull, maybe it's small, but the arrow has to be fired on the string, and there is no regret in the way my heart wants!"
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