Chapter 469: Transformation Into a Spirit

Cultivating in the Inner Demon Forbidden Land is a very long process. There is not a trace of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth here. If you still practice according to the original method, even if you practice until death, you will only strengthen your muscles and bones at most, and there is no talk of breathing in profound energy at all. Boundary breakthrough.

And Xiao Chen has been sitting here for ten years. For ten years, his body has undergone a series of changes. His hair growth has become extremely slow, his hunger has long disappeared, and he doesn't even need a sip of water. Drinking it makes you feel like a "living dead".

Ten years passed and another ten years passed. Weeds had grown all around him, and at this time, his state of mind was already beyond human reach.

After twenty years of sitting, he entered a state of "selflessness". Not only was he not distracted, but even the people in his mind, no matter how deep his memory was, gradually faded away. Even he himself had lost his mind. Faded.

Another ten years passed, and in the new ten years, Xiao Chen seemed to have realized a higher level. In his mind, a sea suddenly appeared, and on the cliff on the coast, there was a stone standing for thousands of years. It has been blown by the wind, rained on for thousands of years, and exposed to the sun for thousands of years, but it has never moved even half an inch.

A period of time has passed halfway, and the twelve-fingered inner demon has never woken up since it fell into a deep sleep thirty years ago.

Ten years after another.

In the fortieth year, water droplets gradually formed near where Xiao Chen was sitting. Those water droplets were suspended around his body, like stars, slowly taking their own trajectory.

In his fiftieth year, layers of phantoms appeared around Xiao Chen's body, and strange signs appeared from time to time near him, as if he had refined a world of his own.

And in this world, he is the master. This world is called "Dharma, Heaven and Elephant Earth". According to common sense, only cultivators who have transformed into gods can understand it. However, among the hundreds of cultivators who have transformed into gods, There are only a few people who can understand the laws of heaven and earth.

Fifty years later, Xiao Chen's whole person has slowly changed. When his breath moves, the clouds will also move. When he opens his eyes, it will be day, and when he closes his eyes, it will be night. When he exhales, he can transform into He can create thousands of miles of clouds and mist, and with just a lift of his hand, he can flood the mountains with water.

By the sixtieth year, these deified auras on his body began to gradually dissipate, and those phantoms gradually disappeared. His body gradually lost the immortal aura, and his hair had grown much longer. It looked like he had turned into a human being. A mortal, especially when he opens his eyes, is more like a mortal who has seen the prosperity and loneliness of the world.

A period passed.

Just as the Twelve Finger Demon said, the seven peaks gradually appeared in front of Xiao Chen's eyes again, and he slowly stood up.

Sixty years, as if in the blink of an eye, now he is standing in front of these seven peaks again, his mood is much calmer than the impatience he once had.

This time, he no longer flew up the mountain impatiently like last time. This time, he put his hands behind his back and walked slowly and slowly towards the mountain.

But with every step he took, his figure disappeared. When he reappeared in the next moment, he was already a hundred feet away. The thunder and lightning on the mountainside could not get close to him. The restrictions on the first level of the mountain were insignificant to him.

"A period of time has passed and my little friend is here."

On the top of the mountain, a giant sword stood out of thin air, and there still stood an old man in purple clothes, the same old man from before.

"I am coming."

Xiao Chen didn't say too many words. The person he is now is completely different from the person he was when he first came here sixty years ago, especially those two deep eyes, which he didn't have at that time anyway.

Looking back on those days, he tried to break through the sword formation again and again, but there was never a time when he was beaten back by the old man's sword energy until he vomited blood and flew back.

"kindness……"

The old man in purple nodded slightly. Looking at this young man now, his eyes were no longer cold or regretful, but a kind of admiration. He said, "It's still the same as last time. Within one stick of incense, if I break something If there is a sword formation, you can go through it.”

Xiao Chen didn't say much. A long sword slowly appeared in his right hand. Now, to condense the sword with Qi, he almost only needed to use his mind.

"If you are ready, let's start." The old man in purple looked at him and said slowly.

"Zheng!"

The sword light flashed, and Xiao Chen had already attacked the sword array with one sword. This sword did not have any gorgeous moves, nor was it a posture that could swallow mountains and rivers like a rainbow, nor was it earth-shattering in power. It was just an ordinary sword.

However, it was just such an ordinary sword, and the flying sword that was like a raging wave slashing across the sky was like an egg hitting a stone. No matter how powerful the sword was, it still could not touch Xiao Chen's sword. The front was broken into pieces, broken and broken, and flew out all the way.

"So strong..."

The old man's eyes were slightly focused, his robes were windless, and his white hair was flying behind his shoulders. Facing Xiao Chen's stabbing sword, he actually felt a little suffocated at this moment.

"Zhengzheng! Zhengzheng! Zhengzheng!"

I saw that all the flying swords in the sky were blown away in an instant. The originally airtight and powerful sword formation was now in pieces. As Xiao Chen finally put away his sword, there was a "boom" , the entire sword array collapsed completely, and countless flying swords, broken or broken, all fell to the ground, like scrap metal, dull and dull.

"well……"

The purple-clothed old man stroked his beard and nodded, his eyes revealing an undisguised look of approval. Finally, he smiled and said, "I really didn't make a mistake in my judgment. In just sixty years, you have achieved such amazing accomplishments. I am not as good as you. I can't stop you here. Go to the next mountain."

"Thank you."

There was no joy or sadness in Xiao Chen's eyes. He was calm and composed. With a flick of his finger, the sword turned into a sword light and landed at his feet, taking him to the second mountain.

When he reached the top of the second mountain, he saw a magnificent palace standing there. The palace was surrounded by clouds and mist, and green trees and red flowers were hidden in it. There was also the sound of gurgling water. It seemed that the person living in the palace was also a very powerful god-transforming cultivator when he was alive.

Xiao Chen walked slowly forward, went to the square, and then walked to the front of the palace. As soon as he stopped, the two palace doors slowly opened by themselves, and a faint fragrance with a chill filled the palace.

"I have been waiting for you for a long time, why... stop?"

I heard a woman's voice coming from the palace. The voice sounded gentle and moving, like the drizzle in March, which was continuous and intoxicating.

Xiao Chen walked slowly into the palace. The light in the palace was dim, and a woman's figure could be vaguely seen inside. When he got closer, he could see that the woman was lying on the couch, wearing a hazy veil, with only two arms as white as snow exposed.

Although the light inside was dim, it could not hide the woman's beautiful and beautiful figure like a flower waiting to bloom. If an ordinary man walked into this palace, I am afraid that he would be seduced by her.