Chapter 229 Sitting in a well and looking at the sky
In the past two years, Xiao Chen's cultivation progress has been very special. In the spiritual field, he has reached the fifth heaven of the consciousness treasure realm, but his physical strength has always been stagnant at the third heaven of the consciousness treasure realm.
It seems that due to absorbing the essence of the earth's bloodline, the improvement speed is too fast and has stagnated. But the little fat Niu Ren was not affected at all. The old people in the Pure Land deeply explored his body and found that that was not the real reason.
The main reason is that his life expectancy has decreased sharply and his physical condition is not as good as before.
The treasure body that Xiao Chen cultivated almost collapsed due to this, but fortunately it stabilized in the end.
Neither the old people nor Xiao Chen were too worried, because there is an extremely huge treasure of essence hidden in the deified acupuncture points in Xiao Chen's body. Once it is activated one day, the realm of physical strength will instantly catch up with the spiritual realm.
Today, he broke through three levels in a row, and his physical strength and spiritual realm simultaneously entered the sixth level of the Consciousness Treasure Realm. His longevity was restored, and his physique was greatly improved. This was a true transformation.
The body is constantly changing at a speed that can be seen by the naked eye.
The once-aging organs are revitalized. Looking inside, you can see that the internal organs seem to be regenerated, shining with brilliance, as if they were carved from crystal jade. The bones are like diamonds, and the loose bones gradually solidify.
, the density is getting bigger and bigger. And the slightly loose skin gradually spreads out, and finally becomes as smooth and tender as new life, shining with crystal luster...
The sudden improvement in physical fitness is not just as simple as recovery, but a real qualitative change has occurred, which is much better than before, and the treasure body has reached several levels.
This is a true transformation of the precious body.
The long black hair naturally spreads out like a waterfall. Although it has been carefully maintained by Qingqing and sent black sesame porridge every day, it has long been black, but after all it lacks some luster and vitality. Now everything has changed fundamentally.
Xiao Chen felt that every inch of his skin was filled with explosive power, as if he could hold up the world with a wave of his hand.
"Practice is also about cultivating the mind. It seems that I really want to travel all over the world. "
This time of enlightenment made Xiao Chen realize a lot. The word "Tao" is mysterious and mysterious, and his "road" is still very long.
Zhuang Zhou, a man whose spiritual level was infinitely close to that of the ancestor gods, taught Xiao Chen the best lesson.
When Xiao Chen woke up from the mysterious realm, he found that all the cultivators fighting fiercely in the sky had disappeared, and the prairie was already empty. Tens of thousands of people had retreated, and he was the only one left here.
Youchao Tiangong has completely collapsed and fallen into the sky, leaving only a ruins. The rare treasures have been taken away by strong men. What makes people a little regretful is that the legendary evil king, Zhang Sanfeng and other masters did not take action.
Looking up at the empty sky. Xiao Chen meditated silently, saying that compared with Kong Xuan, even compared with the fallen angels, Yasu, and Suanni, he didn't know how far behind he was. In the ninth level of the great realm, if they had already reached immortality
Realm. So at least there is a difference of more than ten heavens, or even dozens of heavens.
However, this did not discourage him. Masters all came from hard training. Being weak is a necessary process.
Without any nostalgia, Xiao Chen unfolded his immortal wings and flew towards the distant Great Shang Empire.
The Southern Wasteland Emperor City seems a little deserted now, and many of the younger generation have gone north to the Middle-earth. Characters that only appeared in legends in the past have been appearing in the world in the past two years, which has made countless young people yearn for it, saying that they are chasing their dreams.
Perhaps naive. It may sound a bit arrogant to say that they are chasing their ideals, but many people are indeed like this. In the past two years, they have embarked on the journey north.
For the past three years, the headmaster of the Immortal Sect has been sitting in the Tiandi City. On that night three years ago, he was the one who struck out with that amazing sword and solved Xiao Chen's troubles. Two years ago, it was the same old man who struck out again.
With one sword, he cut off the mark of the Broken Demon Seed God in Yan Qingcheng's body. He used his peerless sword energy to forcefully help her overcome the difficulty.
Yan Qingcheng's master Liu Qingfeng looked at Master Immortal with a solemn expression. He said in a trembling voice: "Thank you very much, senior brother. You really..."
"I have nothing to do. I want to reach another level, so I also helped Qingcheng." The Immortal Headmaster's expression was indifferent. It was impossible to tell that his sword light was once so unparalleled. It is difficult to imagine that this old man has reached the level of harmony.
What a realm.
Liu Qingfeng was a little distracted. His senior brother actually indirectly practiced the magic of breaking the demon seed and inherited Yan Qingcheng's divine seed. It is hard to imagine what level he will reach once he breaks through. Maybe he will be the second evil king.
Of course, the Immortal Master's successor to the Demon Seed-Smashing God's Great Technique is already very different from the original Demonic Technique. This method does not require an external cauldron. It uses oneself as the cauldron and one's own heart as the furnace. If the divine root is planted again, it will be
A further step to the Demon-Smashing God Technique.
In history, there are only two people who have practiced, one is the ancestor of the Demon Sect, and the other is the Immortal Evil King. In order to make further progress, they chose this cultivation journey that is more terrifying and dangerous than the Demon-Smashing God.
The Immortal Headmaster's whole figure looked hazy. He looked up at the starry sky and said: "When the Qing Dynasty came to Middle-earth, it seemed that... it also chose the method of replanting the divine roots. "
"You really don't know how high the sky is, you girl!" Liu Qingfeng cursed angrily.
In the Shy Flower Palace under the closed moon, the faint sound of the flute sounded again. An old woman looked sad, put down the jade flute in her hand, and said sadly: "The seriously injured Qinglong King has been sent away, and he must have recovered, and my grandson
My son Liu Mu..."
Haijia, Hai Yunxue has entered Middle-earth. Hai Yuntian was also very talented in his cultivation, but he became obsessed with evil three years ago. After that, he had no choice but to embark on another cultivation path. The Demonic Chapter of the Lotus Book was firmly remembered in his mind.
, has been in seclusion for three years.
Just today, the light and shadow of the golden sunflower appeared in his retreat. With a roar, smoke and dust rose into the sky, sunflowers blossomed, and the sky was filled with flower shadows. Hai Yuntian left the retreat.
Although Fatty Zhuge had great business acumen, he was not a direct descendant of the family and eventually left China.
Hoffman, the second generation ancestor of the Reagan family, was unwilling to see his peers move away, and he was also planning to do something big.
As for Dugu Sword Demon, Yu Wenfeng, and Qi Lao, they are already in Middle-earth, and before them there is Zhao Chongyang, the only top young master of the young generation in the Southern Wilderness who has not yet fought against Xiao Chen.
Shang Dynasty established its capital in Yin, one of the five hegemonic countries. It is hundreds of millions of square kilometers, vast and boundless, and is located in the southwest of China.
A month later, Xiao Chen came to the prosperous capital of Yin and Shang Dynasties and practiced in the world of mortals. Xiao Chen felt deeply and his state of mind was very different from the past.
When it comes to the realm of knowledge possession, not only great supernatural powers emerge, but also various small magic tricks appear from time to time, changing the physical appearance. These are the small magic tricks that come with Xiao Chen's cultivation of the treasure body. They are just the movement of flesh and blood, and they are nothing.
Not worried about being discovered by people from the Hu family, Xiao Chen has been lingering in Yindu for half a month. On this day, he came to Wangyue Tower in the inner area of Yindu. This building is very famous. Legend has it that Li Bai, the peerless swordsman, once drunkenly mentioned poems here.
Hundreds of articles have made this place not only a precious place for literati and poets to come and go, but also a precious place for practitioners to gather.
On weekdays, many high-ranking disciples from the great Shang capital often gather here. And cultivators who pass by Yindu will never miss it.
The nine-story Wangyue Tower is one of the tallest buildings in Yindu, and is visited by distinguished guests every day.
Several children from aristocratic families were on the ninth floor, talking loudly.
"It is said that Supreme Tongtian has obtained an ancestral god treasure. Who got the other stone dagger?"
"It is said that it was collected by the Martial Saint. "
"Not necessarily. Neither Allah nor the owner of the Seven Treasures Tree has the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth. Even if the martial saint's soul power is against the heavens, it is impossible to withstand the siege of the two. "
"One of the three people must get it. What's so strange about being obtained by the Martial Saint? You must know that the Martial Saint traveled all over the world and swept the world's invincible opponents. He took the enemy's head in a million-soldier array just like picking out a bag. He was not afraid of group battles.
. "
"Those people are too far away from us. Let's talk about the outstanding figures of the younger generation recently. "
"Middle-earth is a land of outstanding people. Most of the masters who have been born in recent years are in the five major overlords. What is there to mention? We, the young generation of Yindu, can pick a master at random and sweep across the Southern Wilderness, Western Xinjiang, Mobei, etc.
Peers of the land. "
"snort"
A cold snort came, and a young man sitting in the window seat had a stern expression, obviously very dissatisfied with the words of several people. He said coldly: "How dare a bunch of dudes talk about the world's young masters?"
Several young masters from powerful families did not take it seriously and just glanced at him coldly. They continued to speak and ignored him.
"You can't say that. There are many beauties outside of China, haha..."
"You're right. There are famous twin pearls in the Southern Wilderness. They are unparalleled in beauty. It's a pity that one of them has married into the tiger family. Those tigers are not easy to mess with. "
"What are you afraid of? She is a widow anyway, and she might get married again. Haha... By the way, I heard that Yan Qingcheng has also entered the Central Plains, and maybe he has already entered the Yin capital. Hehe. "
"Well, there are also stunning beauties in Mobei and Xijiang. Maybe they are in this building. "
Several young people laughed wildly and kept ogling at several private rooms.
"Mobei Lone Wolf, learn from me!" The young man by the window was angry with a few people. He stretched out his hand and waved his hand lightly, and a sword energy shot through the air and slashed at the Yindu disciples.
"The pearls of rice also shine." As he spoke, a member of the aristocratic family gently waved his hand, and the dark fire burned. The terrifying spiritual magic instantly surrounded the young man, and the black flames jumped violently.
In just an instant, the man named Lone Wolf seemed to have evaporated, with not even a drop of flesh and blood left, as he was refined by the underworld fire.
The shopkeeper of Wangyue Tower seemed to have known the identities of several people for a long time, and did not send anyone to inquire. In the end, he just asked two young men to come in a hurry and silently take away the ashes.
"Humph, it's not my fault, he was the one who made the move first." The spiritual warrior's expression remained unchanged and he started chatting and laughing with his companions again.
His companion said: "Yin Feng, your Nether Fire has improved again, and you should have reached the fifth level of the Tibetan Realm now, right? Haha, it is enough for young masters from Western Xinjiang and other places to sweep across the Southern Wilderness with such skill. But those barbarians
Sitting in a well and looking at the sky, thinking that you are one of the best in your small area, you really think that the world is gone. It is really ridiculous!"
When this person said this, many people on the ninth floor immediately changed their minds, and naturally there were masters from the Southern Wilderness among them. Yan Qingcheng came to Yindu together with Qilao.
"They are so arrogant!" Even though Yan Qingcheng was a woman, she was still very angry.
The blue-haired handsome man Qilao shook his head and said: "These people are indeed very strong, don't pay attention to them. "
In another private room, the Southern Wilderness master Yu Wenfeng, who was as wild as a beast, was also gnashing his teeth, and two terrifying rays of light shot out from his cold eyes.
"Why do I feel like someone is cursing us?" One of the children of the aristocratic family looked at Yu Wenfeng's private room and said to himself: "Don't sit in a well and look at the sky. It's okay to rule the roost in your place, but in Middle-earth, the pride and honor you once had will be destroyed.
No trace of trampling remains. ”
Yu Wenfeng pushed the table away in a hurry, strode out, and said to several people: "Okay, Yu Wenfeng of Nanhuang will give you a try. "
But at this moment, a clerk sent a note and handed it to Yu Wenfeng. There was only one sentence on it: Come and talk about it.
"Huh, let's fight again later!" Yu Wenfeng walked away with a puff of his sleeves.
"Haha, go ahead, don't send me away. That's because someone is rescuing you. We're afraid you'll die in our hands." A young man from an aristocratic family struck mercilessly: "Southern Wilderness...are there any masters? I've never heard of it.
"
"No, there is one, only one. "
"Oh? Are there any masters among the young generation in Southern Wilderness today?" The young man from the aristocratic family smiled wildly.
The person next to me explained: "Yes, there is indeed only one, but he is probably dead. "
"There is only one person named Xiao Chen, and the rest are just mediocre. But that Xiao Chen seems to be a short-lived ghost. If there are no accidents, I am afraid he has been dead for three years. "
"Oh, I remembered. Three years ago, Tiandi City was bleeding overnight. This person is still a figure. If he is still alive, he may be able to fight with the masters of our Yin capital. Apart from this, there is no one else.
How sad, the majestic Southern Wasteland Emperor City..."