Chen Yang wished he could look up to the sky and scream, but it was a pity that the place was not suitable.
The reincarnation disk of the heavens is still there and is still in good condition. Although it is invisible, it can still be used by him.
Chen Yang actually had hidden worries. He was worried that by forcefully breaking away from the attraction of Zhongtian, breaking through the barriers and rushing into this world, the reincarnation disk of the heavens would bear a huge backlash, and would it be irreparably damaged?
He never thought about this problem, comforting himself that the damage was serious and could not be revealed for the time being, and he would always find a way to repair it.
A bit self-deceiving.
Now, Chen Yang finally doesn't have to worry about this problem.
There is no doubt that the one who bears the pressure pouring into the sea of consciousness for him can only be the reincarnation disk of the heavens.
"What exactly is that power?"
"It should be the innate magical power of the Yin Demon, and it has been specially refined by the seniors of the Yin Demon Sect. Through the strength of the soul, it can control the greed and arrogance of the disciples."
"I just didn't expect that it could actually repair the damage to the sea of consciousness and the damage to the reincarnation disk of the heavens."
Chen Yang chuckled softly.
This is like going out to have breakfast, not thinking about eating a steamed bun and eating it with the taste of three Michelin stars.
A truth.
Originally I just wanted to come here to seek spells, but now that I have the spells, I also found that in the process of teaching the spells, I can actually heal injuries.
"It seems like I've found a loophole."
"Other Yin Mo Sect disciples must act according to their ability, they can only look at the treasure mountain and sigh."
"It's different for me. I can learn as much as possible."
"In other words, shedding wool."
"The restrictions set by the seniors of the Yin Mo Sect will actually become the resources for me to repair my injuries."
"Perfect!"
Chen Yang moved his hands and feet, raised his head, and just then noticed that the Yin Demon had flown to the corner again, shivering.
"Try it again."
Chen Yang leaned over again, reached out with one hand, and grabbed it.
"Hmm~~~~"
Chen Yang made a comfortable sound from his nasal cavity.
This time, his attention was not focused on the sea of consciousness at all, and he allowed that force to impact.
Chen Yang used the Chinese martial art of internal vision to feel the pain in his body.
That kind of cracking pain appears in the internal organs, covering the skin and flesh, like a huge millstone, crushing it over and over again.
"bear!"
"This is a simple test of physical strength."
"When you cast a spell, like throwing a fist, there is a reaction."
"Although the reaction force borne by the monk is not proportional to the force he explodes, this force will not disappear after all."
"So this part is a test of the most basic physical strength of inherited spells set by the seniors of the Yin Demon Sect."
"This..., haha, I feel more relaxed than last time."
"As long as I continue to improve the Human Immortal Martial Arts, I can receive unlimited inheritance and repair injuries."
"The Ten Thousand Demons Cave will be my home from now on."
Chen Yang couldn't hide his smile at all, and the corners of his mouth were bent in laughter.
After feeling happy, Chen Yang raised his head and looked at Yin Mo again.
This time the demon didn't drift into the corner anymore.
It is weak, lonely, weak, and suspended there helplessly, dumbfounded.
Thinking about the past, there was no time when it had not tormented the outer disciples of the Yin Mo Sect who came to choose exercises until they were about to cry without tears, and crawled out of the cave like a fallen flower.
If it had not been refined by the seniors of the Yin Demon Sect, the Yin Demon would have no self-awareness, leaving only the most basic life instinct, and I am afraid it would be able to cry "Wow"...