Chapter 366 My Name Is Changqing

Half a year later.

A large pile of ash from burning talisman paper and dense black insect corpses fell on the edge of the platform. Even the evil souls in the soul-guiding banner were consumed by more than half, leaving only a few fine main souls.

After countless trial and error deductions, Chen Luo finally found a feasible method.

At the third quarter of the morning, the formation will have a conversion node, which is connected to the platform where Chen Luo is sitting now. This caused a gap to appear on the formation that originally had no loopholes. It is much easier to destroy from the inside than from the outside.

At the beginning, the strong man of Baixian Cave led countless formation masters to break the formation from the outside, but finally returned in defeat.

Chen Luo started from the inside, which was equivalent to turning himself into a part of the formation. This is like two armies facing each other. When facing the outside, the formation is mixed and unified, and countless platforms are connected to each other, and the power is gathered to deal with external damage. But it is not possible inside, because each of these platforms is a component of the formation. Moving from one platform to another is like transferring internally, and the difficulty is completely incomparable to breaking it from the outside.

"There is only one step left."

"The lamp oil talisman is useless."

Soul?

Collect the strange phenomena around him.

Waiting for time, at the moment when the third quarter of the morning arrived, Chen Luo raised his foot and stepped on the restriction on the left.

The dark nothingness was bottomless.

The gray aura merged along his arm, and this time it lasted longer than the previous two. After a long time, Chen Luo took his hand back. He was stunned on the spot, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Is it really such a coincidence? After practicing to this level, Chen Luo no longer believes in coincidences. But at the moment, he can't say the problem, and the mummy brother is just a corpse, it's impossible for him to talk to him.

Chen Luo returned to the tomb, apologized to the mummy brother, and dipped the talisman pen in the lamp oil. Then he took out a few blank talisman papers and drew the runes of the breath-retaining talisman on the blank talisman papers with lamp oil.

Aura!

'The immortal in the flesh can change in a thousand ways and be reborn with a drop of blood. Cross the sea of ​​suffering with the flesh, and be immortal. The eternal soul, shed the shackles of the flesh, and focus on the soul. Travel the world with the soul, free and unrestrained. Praise my name by the river of ghosts, remember my true form, and I will return to anyone who remembers it. ’

Physical cultivation and magic cultivation correspond to two paths.

A layer of purple light suddenly lit up, and Chen Luo, who was stepping on the restriction, changed his face. Before he could react, the restriction under his feet burst out with a strong light, which shook him away. The fluctuating power of the restriction lit up all the formation patterns around, and the terrifying murderous intent spread in the void.

He clearly felt that his formation realm had been sublimated. He was no longer a bystander who could only use the brain of a fourth-level formation master, but became the main body. This feeling was the same as the previous alchemy and talisman drawing. The external brain became his assistant.

Time passed, and in a blink of an eye, another half a year had passed.

After the three brains of the mummy brother were collected, Chen Luo could clearly feel that the mummy brother in the external brain had become stronger. In areas unknown to him, the mummy brother had "perfected" a part. One day in the future, when he collected all the brains of the mummy brother, he would be able to obtain all the qualifications and cognition of the mummy brain when he was alive. At that time, it would be a small problem if the road ahead was blocked. He could even lift up the sky if it collapsed.

The edge of the seventh platform of the Star Tomb.

Putting aside distracting thoughts, Chen Luo walked back to the body of the mummy brother and put his hand on his head. A familiar content emerged in his mind.

"Continue!"

The spiritual energy became a "river", which was a sign of the late stage of the Jindan stage.

Point, lake, river, sea.

Flesh?

Chen Luo leaned against the stone wall of the tomb, and the spiritual power on his body quickly emerged and began to repair his injuries.

The rich jade liquid spiritual power surrounded his body. At this moment, an illusory long river appeared around him. The water of the river flowed along his meridians, and the sound of river water kept coming out during the operation. The rich spiritual energy would recover some injuries every time it was circulated. By the third time, Chen Luo's injuries had been completely recovered.

These were the four levels of the Jindan realm, and Chen Luo walked these four levels very easily. The perfect foundation building and top-grade golden elixir accumulated in the early stage began to feedback at this step, making his cultivation path extremely smooth. It would not be like the blood elixir and the red elixir, where every step was extremely difficult, and even thousands of years of cultivation could not "become a lake of spiritual energy".

These two paths are very similar to the current cultivation world.

Chen Luo showed a satisfied expression on his face. This method was thought up by the mummy's brain and was unexpectedly useful. Standing up, this time Chen Luo did not stop. He pasted the two talismans on himself, and an aura exactly the same as that of the tomb came out of him.

Several thoughts flashed through Chen Luo's mind, but he didn't come to a conclusion in the end.

Both of them are immortal when they reach their limit.

But what does it mean to engrave this sentence here? Could it be that Brother Mummy reached this level before his death? Or maybe he died in the process of impacting these two levels.

Other places are the same, smooth ground, heavy tomb door.

Evergreen?

The realm is too different, and there is no point in guessing blindly.

Chen Luo looked at the golden elixir in front of him and vaguely grasped a trace of the veins of the Nascent Soul. He has several brains of the Nascent Soul realm and knows the state of the Nascent Soul realm when it controls the vitality of heaven and earth. The current golden elixir gives him a similar feeling.

In the center of the spiritual river, the golden elixir is like the scorching sun.

With the harvest, Chen Luo walked to the edge of the third platform again and began to study the method of crossing the fourth platform.

The third sword cultivation path can also be included. The sword cultivation path will be divided into two types in the later stage. One type focuses on the sword body, and the self is the "sword", emphasizing "man is the sword, and the sword is the man". The second type focuses on the sword intention, the sword intention is immortal, and the sword energy lasts forever.

Chen Luo walked to the side of the tomb, stretched out his hand and used some strength, and the heavy tomb door was pushed open by him. Inside the tomb, like the previous two platforms, there was a dried corpse sitting cross-legged. The demeanor, behavior, and even the number of hair roots are exactly the same.

Body and method.

There are no restrictions within the platform.

'Contacted with the brain waves of the dead, the damage is 99%, whether to read. '

The spiritual energy on the seventh platform has reached the level of the fourth-order spiritual vein. Chen Luo retreated here, and with the resources collected from Yaowang City, Qionghua Sect and Gumo Mountain, with the help of the brain of the seven dried corpse brothers, he successfully crossed a small realm and reached the late stage of Jindan.

The same degree of brain damage, but this time he read four words in the name of the mummy brother.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

Stepping on the restriction, Chen Luo began to move forward slowly.

Sensing the platform that was completely different from the previous two, Chen Luo took a deep breath.

He walked over and took a closer look, and found that there was a row of small words under the oil lamp.

"What is this?"

Others are considering the improvement of the small realm. For Chen Luo, the small realm has been "seen through" at the moment of Dan formation. The rest is the accumulation of spiritual power. As long as it is accumulated, the Jindan stage can be quickly crossed, and then the Dan will be broken into an infant and become a Yuanying cultivator!

"Brother, I'm here to see you again."

As soon as the rune was formed, a mysterious breath came out of the paper.

Under his feet, there was the void.

The first one is the limit of physical cultivation, which can be indestructible for all eternity, relying on the flesh to cross the sea of ​​suffering, and the world is difficult to destroy. The second one is the limit of law cultivation, which is mainly based on the soul. The body is destroyed but the soul remains. As long as someone remembers it, it can return from memory.

Chen Luo also raised his other foot, and stepped on the restriction. At the moment when his foot touched the restriction, the surrounding restrictions seemed to come alive, and began to release a layer of silver-gray light. These lights emerged from the bottom of the silk thread, spreading outward like a living thing, and finally wrapped Chen Luo in it.

‘There are thousands of ways to do things, but they all come down to yin and yang.’

Chen Luo had a clear understanding in his heart.

‘It really works. Sure enough, I still have to use my own methods when I get home.’

After thinking for a long time, he still couldn’t find the answer, so he simply gave up. When he reached a certain level in the future, he would naturally be able to figure out the problem.

Surrounded by the spiritual river, the strange phenomena around Chen Luo became more and more obvious.

Others’ accumulation of hundreds of years is nothing compared to Chen Luo’s ‘talent’.

‘My name is ‘Changqing’.’

Chen Luo read this sentence twice and saw two paths here.

Entering the tomb, Chen Luo looked around. When his eyes swept over the oil lamp in the corner, they suddenly stopped.

Standing in place, Chen Luo carefully analyzed this platform. He found that this platform was somewhat different from the previous two platforms. The position of the tomb chamber was slightly offset. This offset was very subtle. If Chen Luo had not possessed the level of a fourth-level array master, it would be absolutely impossible to find this subtle difference.

"Nascent Soul. Nascent Soul."

Physical cultivation, magic cultivation and sword cultivation.

With a successful experience, the follow-up will be much easier.

Chen Luo's first reaction was to his master Changqing Zhenren who led him into the Tao, but he soon realized that the two were not the same person.

Chen Luo saw blood-colored veins on it. This feeling was like gestation. There was a heartbeat in the golden elixir, and this heartbeat was connected to his soul.

Changqing was the name of the mummy brother.

Every step here has been tried by him thousands of times.

"These array patterns are alive, and they will determine the breath."

He sensed a rich spiritual energy on this platform, with an intensity equivalent to the third-level spiritual vein, which was not possessed by the previous two platforms.

The situation in the Tiannan region was very chaotic. The previous fight with the Lord of the Golden Light Cave in the Ten Thousand Demons Mountain gave him some reminders. It was still too dangerous to face the Nascent Soul cultivators now. He might die if he was not careful. This time he planned to stay here and take as many brains of the old mummy brother as possible, and raise his realm to the Nascent Soul.

Buzz!!

After seven steps, Chen Luo's feet finally stepped on the third platform. At the moment when his feet landed, the restrictions behind him dissipated and disappeared again.

Chen Luo's blood churned when his back hit the tomb. He looked down and found that both feet that stepped on the restrictions were injured by the restrictions. If it weren't for the lamp oil talisman on his body, this rebound would not be as simple as a shock injury. It is likely that he would be directly killed by the backlash of the formation like the formation master of the White Fairy Cave.

The golden elixir and the long river of spiritual energy disappeared bit by bit.

After studying on the edge of the platform for another half a month, Chen Luo did not plan to waste time after confirming that the lamp oil spiritual method had lost its effect.

The goal of entering the tomb this time was achieved. (End of this chapter)