Beginning to win the big elder

Chapter 731 Cultivating Heart Talisman
After three years, Chen Xinghe finally recovered from his injuries.

During this period, the core of star power was digested, which added a touch of confusion to the body formation.

The ideal Tiangang Big Dipper array has not been realized. It seems that the star power is still not enough. The three arrays of heaven, earth and man are far from being completed in the foundation building period.

Today, everything is ready, and a large number of strangely shaped formation flags are inserted on the ground, connecting two nearby high platforms.

Zhenyu Dzi Bead was placed on one of the high platforms, and a human race bag was placed on the other high platform.

On the high platform of Zhenyu Tianzhu, there are three large bowls of spiritual spring liquid and several kinds of precious spiritual materials. On the high platform of the human race bag, there are a large number of storage symbols and two storage rings.

A white-clothed monk appeared suddenly, clasped his palms together and said, "Amitabha Buddha, birth and death recursively, caused by reincarnation, why should the benefactor be obsessed with this?"

"Yes, you are right, but this human race bag has been with me for many years, and has already developed feelings. As the cultivation base improves, the effect of this treasure becomes less and less obvious. There is only one result, and that is to have to put it on the shelf. Instead of If you are idle, why don’t you ask your lord to help you increase the power of this treasure, and you will always find a temple to place an order! Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles, so what’s wrong with looking around?”

"Perseverance!" The white-clothed monk shook his head, but he didn't object. He stepped onto the human race bag and sat cross-legged to practice.

The crooked formation flag planted on the ground was blazing, a mysterious connection was slowly established between the Zhenyu Dzi Bead and the race bag, and the spirit of the device began to transfer.

Even if there are rituals and spiritual objects to cheer, the human race bag is not such an existence as the purple ribbon fairy clothes, and it is very difficult to welcome the powerful weapon spirits to settle in.

Fortunately, the spirit of the Zhenyu Dzi Bead is light and calm, even if it dies, it doesn't care, it is really a foundation of a great monk.

The more so, the greater the chance of success.

Qi spirits are mostly rebellious, and if they move a nest, seven out of ten will jump up and down, resisting with all their strength, and there are very few such peaceful Qi spirits.

Chen Xinghe bled profusely, opened his mouth and sprayed three mouthfuls of immortal energy on the human race bag.

At the same time, a purple lotus flower appeared under his feet, and the Buddha's light shone from the back of his head, and the human race bag immediately seemed to be painted with a layer of golden paint.

The figure of the white-clothed monk faded by three points, which was a sign of fusion.

Chen Xinghe rushed to the top of the high platform where the Zhenyu Dzi Beads were displayed, stood upside down in the air, and pressed his forehead to the Zhenyu Dzi Beads.

Immediately, the soul was greatly touched, and the impurities were slowly removed to strengthen it.

In the blink of an eye, ten days passed.

Chen Xinghe felt that less than an hour had passed, and there was a feeling of rebirth in his heart, which was very strange and unique, and could not be expressed in specific words.

After the soul is stabilized, the benefits are self-evident, and the control of the Nine Tribulations of the Yellow Springs has soared rapidly, making great strides forward.

He has been doing preparatory work for the past three years, and now he wants to recover the past three years.

Faintly feeling that the spirit of the instrument has settled in the human race bag, he held his breath while being overjoyed in his heart, and chanted the meditation mantra in his mouth.

This calming mantra is divided into nine levels: tranquility, tranquility, tranquility, tranquility, emptiness, emptiness, true tranquility, clear tranquility, and spiritual tranquility. Chen Xinghe has already practiced to the peak of the seventh level of true tranquility. Hold it once and break through upwards, realizing the aura of clarity and tranquility.

Mingjing is a clear mirror, directly illuminating the heart and clarifying the true self.

At this moment, Chen Xinghe felt that he was more pure.

It is said that with copper as a mirror, one can straighten one's clothes, with history as a mirror, one can know the ups and downs, and with man as a mirror, one can know gains and losses.

This is not wrong at all. Chen Xinghe now knows where the limits of his various cultivation potentials are, and he can also reflect on the past and trace back the details of his cultivation journey. He can meet those friends and enemies with a single thought, and it is not difficult to test his skills with them. .

This feeling is so wonderful, Chen Xinghe seems to be sitting still, maybe he is fighting against the enemy at the ideological level, he gains something every moment, and realizes something every moment.

Originally, he thought that his entry into the country was very fast, and few people in the world could match him, but now he knows that he is sitting in a well and watching the sky!

A single eighth layer of the Meditation Mantra can spread its wings and take off. Don't those great families have something external to make their disciples reach a similar level?
It's so powerful, even if it's not easy to do, it's very feasible, so let's practice without arrogance and impetuosity!When the meditation mantra reaches the ninth level or even comes to a successful conclusion, then it will be superior to others.

Chen Xinghe sat for half a year, even though he didn't do anything, his abilities grew day by day.

After reviewing the past, he had a final battle with Zhuo Huazi at the level of thinking. Although it was the same as tens of thousands of times before, he died without a place to die, but he persisted for more than [-] breaths. At this time, he opened his eyes and woke up.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I felt a little uncomfortable, and all kinds of combat experience came one after another, and it took a full day to truly end the current practice.

The human race bag was still lying in place, and when I took it into my hand, I was pleasantly surprised to find that the internal space had expanded by more than ten times, and its various magical functions were already equivalent to low-grade spiritual weapons.

This is really an unexpected joy, worthy of the spirit of Zhenyu Dzi Bead, the skill is limitless.

Thinking of Zhenyu Dzi, Chen Xinghe hurriedly looked and found that there was only a layer of stone powder left, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

Even if such a treasure is shattered and damaged, its miraculous effect is still beyond imagination, and its benefits to the soul are enough to last a lifetime. No wonder Tan Tiantong and the other masters let the seeds come to compete.

After tidying up, Chen Xinghe practiced the magic amulet non-stop.

As the saying goes, sharpening a knife does not cut firewood by mistake, the foundation he has laid is enough today, and the clues can be seen after just one copy.

The lines are bright and smooth, with an indescribable charm.

"With at least five years of skill, it can be regarded as catching up with the progress set by the teacher. The next step is to grind the kung fu, and you will see the gods in time." Chen Xinghe restrained his mind, corrected his posture, and started to study with the convenience of the Junchali Fault World.

This enlightenment lasted for four years.

On a stormy night, he walked into the house and looked towards the direction of the imperial city, and found lightning, thunder, and wind and rain.

The man who imprisoned Qingluo before was very old, if his subordinates had not traveled all over the country and exhausted their resources to find all kinds of strange things to prolong their life, otherwise they would have died ten years ago.

One year outside, 16 years here.

Counting from the time when Qingluo got out of trouble and Chen Xinghe beheaded his 35-year Yuanshou, he left the Junchali Fault after he finished his practice, experienced the trials of the ancient heavenly court battle, spent a few months to rest and travel in the world of fairy sword and the world of tortoise, and then came back here Jie has been practicing for seven and a half years, and [-] years have passed.

Such years are enough for young children to grow up early!
"Unwilling to die? From my point of view, I don't understand him, and before he dies, he will try once even at the cost of tens of thousands of lives."

"This is the power of the heart. Whether you are selfish or kind, you can't jump out of the circle. It's easy to write a magic talisman, but this heart talisman is not easy to write."

The imperial city is undergoing a coup, Chen Xinghe is very helpless watching the lives disappear, too many people want to gain power, even if it costs their lives, they are unwilling to retreat.

"In the hearts of these people, they are heroic, unparalleled, and indomitable."

"Isn't my heart like this? Maybe it's dull, maybe it's small, but the arrow has to be fired, and there is no regret for what the heart wants!"

At this moment, Chen Xinghe's heart changed drastically, and Xinlian instantly turned into a magic talisman, as if it was originally this talisman, and it was always there...

(End of this chapter)