For other cultivators at the second level of the Condensation Realm, even if they reach the perfect level, it is still very difficult to lower their spiritual consciousness into their sea of consciousness.
Because under normal circumstances, the spiritual consciousness of monks at this level is still too weak.
But Chu Yan is an alternative.
Hua Muyan also knew this, so she let him observe it by himself.
Chu Yan responded, closed his eyes and mobilized his consciousness.
Soon, he saw three blood-red rings deep in his dark sea of consciousness.
Unlike last time, there were some golden fine lines on the three rings this time.
These fine lines were obviously deliberately made by someone, curved and dense, like tadpoles, but also in order.
If you take a look, you will feel that the rules are strictly regulated.
Looking down below the three blood-colored circles, Chu Yan saw a blood-stained steel gate, in a storm.
The bitter wind made a rumble sound, rubbing against the steel gate, and even a large mass of Mars would emerge.
Chu Yan even had no doubt that if this strong wind really appeared in the secular world, just one moment would be enough to blow people away their flesh and blood and become thick white bones. If they blow them again, even the skeleton would be destroyed.
This is the monsoon from hell.
There will never be such a terrifying thing in the sea of consciousness of a normal person.
At this time, the gate of hell appeared in Chu Yan's sea of consciousness. Although it was temporarily suppressed by the ban, it is unimaginable what kind of damage the gate of hell would cause once the ban expires.
Looking at the blood-stained steel gate, Chu Yan couldn't help but frown.
Just as he was about to look carefully, Hua Muyan's voice suddenly came from his ears again.
"Come back."
The three words, like the evening drum and morning bell, made Chu Yan's heart calm and his eyes lit up in an instant.
After a sudden realization, I found that I had returned to the pavilion.
"Thank you, the teacher, for securing the ban for me." Chu Yan stood up and saluted without hesitation.
When he just saw the golden fine lines on the three blood-colored rings, he knew that it was the strengthening of the ban made by the teacher.
And if Hua Muyan hadn't awakened him in time, he might have really dived to a place closer to the gate of Hell at that time to take a look.
Once you get close to the gate of hell, you will inevitably face the hell monsoon that is enough to crush people's bones and ashes.
With this thought, Chu Yan's heart suddenly jumped.
It was only then that he realized that his situation just now was really dangerous.
"The father of that monster beast, I have checked the ban set for you. There is no problem. It seems that he still appreciates you very much." Hua Muyan said at this time.
"It should be thankful to my children who took care of it." Chu Yan smiled.
"Well, but as the identity of that big monster, if you use small means to deal with a cultivator of your level, it will indeed damage your face."
Hua Muyan paused for a moment and continued, "You have seen the situation just now. I have strengthened the ban for a little bit. Because the ban was already firm enough before, I can only be regarded as the icing on the cake.
If nothing big surprises occur, the three restrictions can last for about fifteen years.
But you have to be prepared. In the next fifteen years, the ban will disappear one more time every five years.
When all three paths disappear, it will be difficult to control the gate of hell."
Hua Muyan's words were to remind Chu Yan to be careful.
But Chu Yan could hear a deeper meaning from his words.
"The teacher means that within fifteen years, it will be difficult to find a way to remove the gate of hell forever?" Chu Yan looked at Hua Muyan and asked.
Hua Muyan did not answer immediately, but Chu Yan had already got the answer from the other party's expression.
Chu Yan was not disappointed or afraid, on the contrary, he was just a little surprised.
After a long time, Hua Muyan nodded and said, "If there are some other details on the path of the ghost path, the Blood Poison Sect is probably the right path in the ghost path.
What Wang Shen sets on you may be a collection of wisdom and power of several generations of ghost monks, so it is indeed a bit tricky."
After saying this, Hua Muyan changed the subject and said, "But don't worry, after I see you, I will go back to the sect to find a way.
After so many years of accumulation in Shattered Star Tower, there must be a solution.
Not to mention anything else, what Master Jianzong learned back then was extremely magnificent, and there might be methods in his notes and classics."
"Well, then I'll bother the teacher." Chu Yan nodded and responded.
"Fifteen years are not short, so you really don't have to worry. As long as the ban is in place, your cultivation will not be affected."
Hua Muyan reminded him again.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to remember something and said, "By the way, does this gate of hell allow you to gain any abilities?"
"Yes." Chu Yan nodded, "After stimulating the body pattern, you can pull out the gate of hell. The gate of hell can devour the creatures."
"Well, try to use as little as possible." Hua Muyan pondered for a moment, "Although I can't be sure for the time being, I always feel that if I use this ability too much, it will have an impact on the ban.
These days you stay in the imperial city and don’t go out.
I will see you again before you go to the Ten Thousand Demons Burial.
At that time, I thought I could have found a way to deal with it.”
"Well, thank you teacher." Chu Yan said gratefully.
"You go back first. If you have any questions, you can find Master Qin. During this period, she will stay in the imperial city and preside over everything." Hua Muyan said, waved at Chu Yan.
After a moment, the white fog rose again around.
The gaze in front of Chu Yan was once again wrapped.
After a few breaths, he returned to the hall.
The palace gate was closed, as if he had never pushed it open.
After Chu Yan bowed to the hall again, he turned around and left.
The information I got when I saw Hua Muyan this time was not too unexpected to him.
The Gate of Hell is difficult to lift in the short term, and Chu Yan has long speculated.
After all, the Blood Poison Sect is the peak that a cultivator in the ghost realm can reach in Yunaojiang Kingdom.
If this peak cannot make the six major sects frown, then the ghost realm is not worthy of its name that has made many cultivators look disgusted.
As for Hua Muyan asking Chu Yan to use the Gate of Hell as little as possible, Chu Yan did not feel any regrets.
He himself did not regard this ability as his super trump card.
Chu Yan never has great hope for his ability to be controlled and understood by himself.
Although this gate of hell has the ability to help him cross the great level and kill the enemy.
But that's not the case for Chu Yan, who plucked his hair by the geese.
If you kill a powerful enemy, you won’t get any benefits. What should you do?
Chu Yan believes that he is not the protagonist of the story novel called "Long Aotian". He has a irritable personality and will kill anyone he sees.
How stupid it would be to kill someone without any benefits.
Thinking about the conversation with the teacher that had just ended, Chu Yan walked towards the palace where Chen Qing was.
Before he could enter, he suddenly tilted his head and slowed down.