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So far, he has not found any places where extraordinary power is truly unfiltered.
Interior scene, outside the sky, above the sky, Niwan...
The great filtration of heaven and earth pervades everything, and there is nowhere to escape.
It only has a slow effect. And the best place to preserve spiritual power is not the physical body, but the Niwan Palace. As for the magic power, it will also dissipate, but it is much slower than other extraordinary powers, and it is not as good as him.
One percent of the income from eating and drinking Xiaguang every day. And this record is still decreasing as the cyan light group in the body grows and the mana intensity increases.
The spiritual text is different again. It is a means, not some kind of power. He uses spirit and magic power to outline it. If it is not engraved on inherent objects such as vegetation, stones, etc., it will disintegrate very quickly.
However, right now, there is even more than one spiritual text floating in the heart chamber. Several of them have been combined into a spell, and they can still exist stably and forever!
Is this the way forward? Chen Yu's eyes were filled with ups and downs, and he pondered for a long time, unable to make a judgment.
In the past few days, I have sorted out what I have learned and sorted out the past. I still don’t know anything about the realm after Dinxia.
Introducing spirituality into the body and increasing mana, this step started in October last year, and he is still doing it now. It has become his daily homework similar to "Yunhe Gong".
Rain or shine.
But the progress cannot be said to be great. At least there has been no obvious change in mana. He can feel that it is still in the process of accumulation until now.
In addition, Chen Yu felt something was wrong in his heart.
"Whether it's a rainy day or worrying about things, I always feel that it's not a good thing to go too far in the spirit."
In other words, mind, body, and spirituality are the cornerstones of his practice. The first two have made great progress, but in the end they have always been a shortcoming, so he is a little uneasy.
Strengthen spirituality... He murmured a few words in a low voice, turned his head and stopped thinking about it, focusing on the burning fruit next to his hand.
Fire energy, this is what he calls the cherry-red things clinging to the spiritual text in his heart. Every time he lets go of his senses, he can detect a vague restlessness from them.
It is precisely because of this that even the simplified version of Qingyan Technique that deletes a large amount of structure can still release enough heat to cause burns.
The temperature is much lower than the full version, but the fluctuations inside are not reduced, and even more explosive.
He speculated that this change came from the unknown force, or fragments? In short, it was a good thing.
However, the fire energy was weak and only slightly dyed the spiritual text in the chamber.
When Chen Yu discovered that the gasoline-flavored fruit named Burning Fruit in his hand could strengthen the fire energy, he gradually had more thoughts in his mind.
It's impossible to eat it. The smell of gasoline is too strong. Fortunately, there is extraction technology. You can extract the essence and take it. If the taste is not flattering, you can probably blend it again.
"How about adding some juice?"
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The practice of magic techniques cannot be accomplished overnight, and the same is true for the inner inscriptions of spiritual texts and the accumulation of fire energy. They all need to take time to ponder to avoid making mistakes.
Even though his body is now comparable to gold and iron, he really doesn't want to waste it repeatedly.
On January 21st, the Yuan Shen finally absorbed all the silver mist sea and consolidated his spiritual power. Chen Yu put down what he was doing and was very satisfied after feeling the fullness of the Yuan Shen now. A trip to the interior should be stable.
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So I opened a furnace to refine a few God-Reinforcing Pills. The ointment has been exhausted. This thing can somewhat reduce the mental loss in the interior scenes.
That day, he wrapped his body with silver light, entered the void from the Taoist temple, and headed straight for the four-color rosy mist.
Zi La La!
The corrosion was still there, and the soul penetrated it. This time, the outer body was covered with a coat made of mangosteen silver, which blocked a lot of corrosion and made it much easier to walk.
Not long after, a towering wall that reached the sky was looming in the sea of rays of light. He leaned over and without hesitation, used his majestic mental power to cut a corner of the fog wall with one hand, and his soul body immediately turned into a golden light and jumped into it.
The cramped flight lasted for a while, and a wisp of gray and strange color came from the distance.
The exit has arrived.
This time, Chen Yu didn't consume much.
The Gushen Pill continued to exert its medicinal power, and the golden light trembled for a while, and then bloomed in a gray and lonely world.
"Finally out!"
Is this the interior location in Pingcheng?
When he first arrived, he looked around and found that the interior scenery did not seem to be much different from the one on the Qingtai Mountain side. The only difference might be the size.
This interior location is undoubtedly much larger than the one at the Taoist Temple, covering almost the entire Xicheng District.
Not far away, a pavilion stands, and further away, there are several tall buildings.
Chen Yu looked carefully and recognized a two-story building on the innermost side, and on the edge of the building was the place where he once lived - Chengyuyuan.
As for that small building, I remember it was Taoist Jiang who took him there. It was the place where he had discussed Taoism with many of his Taoist peers.
As for the other courtyards and pavilions, they should be owned by Zhengyuan Temple.
It was a pity that the sensitive Fangtai Pavilion was not covered, otherwise he would have really wanted to go in and take a look.
It’s not that I’m trying to read books secretly—mental power can’t turn over external objects in this world. Unless I rely on silver coins, but that would be particularly troublesome.
"By the way, I seem to have heard from Taoist Jiang that the Sensitive Fangtai Pavilion is open to outsiders from Zhengyuan Temple, and the truly precious scriptures and classics are all in another place."
Shanyaxuan.
Chen Yu remembered the name, and after a while his soul body wandered around and looked for it, but there was none.
It seems that the coverage of the interior locations also did not involve the place where the scriptures are stored.
With no choice, he simply returned to the street. Pingcheng was different from Shiya. Even though it was approaching the end of winter, there were still many pedestrians walking along the streets, some hawking and others playing together.
But all this excitement is not reflected in the interior scenes.
It seems that this place is really just a reflection. Chen Yu is swimming among the crowd, and his soul is in contact with it, unable to shake it at all.
After observing for a while, I felt the mental power in my body decreasing at a very rapid rate. It was obvious that because the distance was too far, even if I could control it freely, the mental drain would be too great.
After thinking for a while, he flew up and his perception enveloped a large area around him.
"No? Or is it too hidden?"
The secret treasure in the interior was also one of the goals this time, but he couldn't find it at the moment. Chen Yu was not discouraged. If it didn't work once, he would try it a few more times. If it didn't work this time, he would try again next time.
As for now, he has one more thing to try before returning.
When the mind was ups and downs, a crack opened in front of the Yuan Shen Body. As light and heat were transmitted, huge distracting thoughts far beyond Qingtai Mountain surged in like a wave.
Without any time to dodge, the soul body falling from the sky flew away in an instant, instinctively heading towards a place with less crowds to avoid these disordered thoughts.
"Too careless!"
Chen Yu, who transformed into a little golden man, had no choice but to miscalculate a little this time. He wanted to try some ideas, but he didn't expect that there were so many ideas in the crowd, several times more than on the mountain!
You may be able to hold on for a short time, but the drain on your mental energy is real, and if you delay it any longer, you will definitely be unable to return.
He quickly moved away and did not stay where he was.
As for entering the void... it is too difficult for the soul to leave the body, and it requires a relatively stable environment to do so, which is not suitable in the city.
Go to the mountains!
Not far outside the city, a mountain that was slightly smaller than Qingtai Mountain came into his eyes. A golden light that was hard for ordinary people to see flickered across the sky and flew away...