Cross-push eternal life, starting from the power of the gods to suppress the prison

Chapter 228 The broad-minded Yang Xuanzhen, second mind

Daxuan Dynasty, Xuanhuang City.

This largest city in the world, stretching millions of miles from north to south, is more lively and prosperous than before.

The business of the three major chambers of commerce, namely Liudao Alliance, Jiudingxuan and Tiandao Pavilion, is still very prosperous.

Since the news of the God Clan catastrophe spread all over the world, more monks came to Xuanhuang City, and all kinds of monsters and ghosts appeared.

Even monks from outside the territory are not uncommon, buying and selling in the market, hoping to improve their strength as soon as possible before the great catastrophe of the Gods comes, and gain one more qualification to save their lives.

At this moment, in the central hall of Qianyuan Palace, Yang Xuanzhen was sitting opposite the three of them, drinking tea and talking.

Among these three people, one is a young man with a majestic figure and black hair shawl. He is Ji Qianyuan.

The first one has a pale face, a bit sickly, and looks like an overindulgent playboy. He is Prince Cang.

The last one is a young man with a powerful body, a tiger's head and a swallow's forehead, and an impressive heroic spirit. He is actually Prince Zhan who once fought to a draw with Yang Xuanzhen.

The reason why Prince Cang and Prince Zhan are here is because they have completely surrendered to Ji Qianyuan and want to help each other ascend to the throne of crown prince.

In fact, this situation happened because of Yang Xuanzhen.

As Yang Xuanzhen ascended to the position of Taiyi Sect's senior brother, many Daxuan princes learned about the relationship between Ji Qianyuan and the other party, so they became disheartened and gave up their ambitions to seize the throne.

With the support of the Taiyi Sect's senior brother, who can compete with Ji Qianyuan?

There were even a few princes who simply led all their subordinates to join Ji Qianyuan directly.

To be precise, they want to take refuge in Yang Xuanzhen and want to hug each other's lap.

Prince Cang and Prince Zhan are one of those princes.

Not only that, the strength of Ji Qianyuan's men is now vastly different from the past.

There are dozens of small sects who came here in the name of Mu Yang Xuanzhen, among them there are many experts in the Golden Core Realm and the Wind Fire Great Tribulation Realm, and they are all well-known ancestors in the casual cultivator world.

They couldn't hug Yang Xuanzhen's lap, so they had to do the next best thing and find Ji Qianyuan.
Ji Qianyuan also refused to accept anyone who came, and took all these forces under his command.

What does it mean for one person to attain enlightenment and for chickens and dogs to ascend to heaven?

Ji Qianyuan is a living example.

"Junior Brother Ji is determined. In such a short period of time, he has collected so much war and killing energy for me."

Yang Xuanzhen looked at the hundred yellow-skinned gourds floating in front of him, and couldn't help but nodded repeatedly and praised Ji Qianyuan.

Vaguely, thousands of troops and horses were fighting in these gourds, and the sound of roaring war drums seemed to take people to an ancient battlefield.

These gourds are not magic weapons. Someone has set up a absorption formation inside them. Their only function is to absorb the killing energy of war.

Yang Xuanzhen can be sure that Ji Qianyuan spent a lot of Baiyang Pill just to build these gourds.

Coupled with the manpower sent out to collect the killing energy, the price paid by the other party must far exceed the value of the exquisite treasure he gave.

This point surprised him, but also made him feel very relieved.

"Senior brother, it's serious. These are what junior brothers should do. If time were not pressed, I could collect more." Ji Qianyuan showed a look of shame on his face.

Then he added: "Brother Cang Huang and Brother Zhan Huang also contributed a lot to this matter."

"Where, there, it's because Brother Yuanhuang is well-led. I just waited for some dead effort." Prince Cang and Prince Zhan immediately said humbly.

Especially Prince Zhan, who looked frightened.

He had offended Yang Xuanzhen, but now he wanted to become the other party's supporter. He didn't know if he would be accepted, so he was naturally extremely worried.

Fortunately, there was nothing unusual about Yang Xuanzhen's attitude. He picked up the tea cup in front of the desk, took a sip, and said with a slight smile:
"No need to be polite, you all have made contributions, please sit down first. Prince Zhan, since you have chosen to follow Junior Brother Ji, the past grudges have been wiped out. Do your best, and you will benefit from me in the future."

"Yes, Mr. Yang." Prince Cang beamed with joy when he heard this.

Prince Zhan was busy flattering him: "Thank you, Mr. Yang, for disregarding the previous grudges. Your broad mind is as vast as the sea and as boundless as the universe. I admire you."

He was like a student who was praised by the teacher. He was so excited that he almost jumped up. How could he still have the slightest bit of Prince Daxuan's demeanor?
"Haha, you can talk." Yang Xuanzhen smiled, with a strange look in his eyes.

Is he Yang someone broad-minded?

Don't be kidding, if those people who died in his hands knew anything about it and heard Prince Zhan's words, they might jump out and strangle them to death.

The reason why he ignored the past grudges was that Prince Zhan had suffered losses at his hands many times and had given him many treasures, but he had not offended him much.

"Junior Brother Ji, you have followed me for the longest time and have contributed a lot. Today I will give you a blessing."

Yang Xuanzhen suddenly flicked his fingers, and a ball of life essence flew out and was injected into Ji Qianyuan's body.

Ji Qianyuan only felt a huge and soft energy entering his body, which caused his mana to skyrocket. His magical powers were condensed into formations, and he was promoted from the fourth level of magical powers to the realm of gods.

"Have I made a breakthrough now?" Ji Qianyuan asked in surprise.

After thinking about it for a while, he realized what was going on.

He had seen Yang Xuanzhen's hell furnace, which could refine various treasures into energy for people to absorb.

I guess it's the power of the melting pot.

"what happened!"

"Is it so simple to break through from the Yin-Yang realm to the Heavenly realm?"

Prince Zhan and Prince Cang were extremely shocked. They had no idea what magical means Yang Xuanzhen had used to suddenly increase Ji Qianyuan's strength.

But just when the two of them were confused about the reason, an even more shocking scene happened.

Yang Xuanzhen clapped his big hand, and groups of demon species flew towards Ji Qianyuan. They turned out to be 81 groups of magical formations.

And they are all the supreme magical powers of the devil!
Originally, Yang Xuanzhen planned to reward Wu Renyi with Ba Liming's 81 supreme magical powers.

But the other party is a disciple of Taiyi Sect and cannot practice magic skills, so he can only take advantage of Ji Qianyuan.

Boom!

As soon as the magical power entered his body, Ji Qianyuan's mana surged again, surpassing the power of 200 million fierce horses in one fell swoop.

"Big... senior brother... you put 81 kinds of supreme magical powers into my body? I actually... actually have such magic power, so many magical powers?"

Ji Qianyuan's heart twitched violently several times, and he stared blankly at his hands with wide eyes.

At this moment, he possesses a total of 82 magical powers, all of which are supreme.

How appalling is this?
He learned from some incomplete memories that even in his previous life, he was a strong man in the ninth level of immortality, in the virtual immortal realm.

But when he was in the heavenly realm, he was not so powerful.

Not even one-tenth or two, it’s simply a huge difference.

But under Yang Xuanzhen's cultivation, he possesses these supreme magical powers, and his future achievements are limitless.

Even if it is reported, he may be directly established as the prince of the Daxuan Dynasty.

"God, am I not mistaken?"

"81 kinds of supreme magical powers!"

Prince Zhan and Prince Cang opened their mouths with disbelief on their faces, wondering if they were dreaming.

Yang Xuanzhen's level of generosity is really unimaginable.

You must know that the three major chambers of commerce will occasionally seal this kind of magical power that has been cultivated to a great extent in talismans and spread it out, but they are all extremely precious and belong to the level of store treasures, so they are not easily revealed to others.After all, it is very difficult for monks to practice every supreme magical power, almost exhausting their resources.

It's even harder to get their magical powers when they can self-destruct at any time.

And now?

Yang Xuanzhen took out 81 kinds without hesitation and rewarded all of them to Ji Qianyuan.

This kind of good fortune is almost the entire net worth of an ancient giant, and it can't be exchanged for a single Taoist weapon. It really makes the two of them envy and hate.

"Okay, having more magical powers is not necessarily a good thing. Don't be complacent. If you show any signs of going crazy, just abolish some magical powers on your own." Yang Xuanzhen warned Ji Qianyuan.

Ji Qianyuan tried his best to suppress his surging emotions and bowed respectfully: "Thank you, senior brother, for your love. Qianyuan knows what to do."

With some remaining cultivation experience from his previous life, he was confident in controlling these supreme magical powers.

"As long as you have an idea. Now go to the Xianlai Inn in Wulong City for me and bring this person back."

A scroll appeared in Yang Xuanzhen's hand. On it was a fairy-like old man, who was Liu Shensuan.

"Follow Senior Brother's orders!" Ji Qianyuan took the scroll with both hands, bowed, and turned to leave.

The same goes for Prince Cang and Prince Zhan.

From then on, Yang Xuanzhen was the only one left in the hall.

"So much war and killing energy should be able to help me open up several sources of mana, right?"

Smiling, he opened a gourd plug, and gusts of fighting spirit, resentment, despair, and tragic spirit immediately floated out from the gourd mouth.

Vortexes appeared on his body, and they began to absorb these invisible and qualityless gases and spiritual will into his mind.

The strong killing energy entered his body, and Yang Xuanzhen immediately felt that in his mind, thousands of soldiers were fighting each other, with smoke and beacons rising into the sky, gold and iron horses devouring mountains and rivers, and blood and blood everywhere.

It was as if someone had opened up a battlefield in his mind and dragged his spiritual will into it, making him feel immersed in it and unable to extricate himself.

Such a tragic scene and such a huge killing energy are not easy to absorb.

If a person who does not know how to absorb the Dharma tries to condense it on his own, his mind will be destroyed immediately.

It can range from being insane, going crazy, and dying of madness, to being more severe, losing balance in the operation of mana, and causing the mind to explode.

Because the human brain is very delicate and fragile, it is the leader of the six Yangs and must not be touched lightly.

Any slight dispersion of Zhenqi Gangqi will cause devastating damage to the brain.

The brain is the source of all magical powers and the foundation of magic power.

It is recorded in the ancient Taoist scriptures of the Taiyi School that the human mind is also called "the sea of ​​knowledge" or "the purple mansion".

The size of a monk's magical powers and the level of his magic power all depend on the size of his mind.

As for monks practicing all magical powers, once it involves the brain, they need to do it step by step and with extreme caution, otherwise the consequences will be serious.

In fact, many senior experts have never imagined the idea of ​​opening up a second mind in the brain.

Unfortunately, this method is too difficult. Even the eternal giants of the Secret Realm of Immortality do not dare to test it on their own heads.

But Yang Xuanzhen was not afraid at all, and immediately activated his magic power, slowly operating it according to Pan Wu's magical power, suppressing the huge killing energy one by one, and finally condensed it into an extremely small ball, which was in his mind. Ups and downs in the middle.

This small ball is extremely small, but it seems to contain a battlefield.

Yang Xuanzhen continued to absorb the battlefield murderous energy in the gourd, making the small ball bigger and bigger and clearer.

This small round ball is a war soul relic.

According to Pan Wu's powerful magical power, the monk must first condense 72 small war soul relics, and then condense 36 large war soul relics.

Then according to the Tiangang and Earthly Evil Formation diagram, form a star array in your mind, and use your mind to communicate with the 36 Tiangang stars and 72 Earthly Evil stars in the outer starry sky.

Then the star array and the stars in the sky react to each other, which is called the interaction between heaven and man.

Then with the help of the majestic power of the stars, the war soul relics were neutralized and harmonized.

Finally, a second mind can be opened up.

Since then, Yang Xuanzhen has continued to practice.

Time is also passing fast.

One day, two days, three days.

And this time's training completely exceeded Yang Xuanzhen's expectations.

Because the aura of war and killing in the one hundred gourds was almost exhausted by him, leaving only two gourds.

"Is it so difficult to open a mind? There is no reason." Looking at the 98 empty gourds in front of him, Yang Xuanzhen frowned deeply.

This means that his idea of ​​opening up several minds in one fell swoop has failed.

Fortunately, the one hundred and eight war soul relics have all been condensed and formed, shining like the stars of Tiangang and Earthly Evil, each one filled with the aura of Gangang Evil.

"Sympathy between heaven and man!"

Yang Xuanzhen threw away his distracting thoughts and quickly radiated his huge spirit, rising into the starry sky.

Gradually, his spiritual will wandered into the sky, and countless stars became immeasurable spheres in his mind.

Inside every star, there is an incredible power.

Some small stars are still weak in power, but those huge stars that have existed since ancient times emit endless light and heat. When you get closer, you will feel suffocating.

This kind of star is a star that has existed for countless billions of years.

The power of the star is so powerful that it can destroy the strong people in the secret realm of immortality at will.

"Second mind, condense!"

Yang Xuanzhen was full of energy and shouted towards the stars with his thoughts. He devoted himself wholeheartedly and suddenly sensed one hundred and eight strange stars in the depths of the starry sky, which were actually connected with his thoughts.

One hundred and eight gossamer-like star rays descended and shot into his mind, becoming one with the one hundred and eight war soul relics in his mind.

That's star power.

"Finally successful."

Yang Xuanzhen felt that a new source of mana was slowly opening in his mind.

Originally, his mind was filled with large formations and vigorous mana. His mind was filled to the brim, and with the slightest movement, he felt like it was about to overflow, like a reservoir filled with floods.

But now, the second sea of ​​consciousness has been successfully opened, and most of the crowded majestic mana has flowed into it, making the original mind no longer so crowded.
It made Yang Xuanzhen feel more relaxed than ever before, as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

It's like a person who carries hundreds of kilograms of lead on his back every day. One day, he suddenly removes the lead and walks as fast as flying and as light as a swallow.

It's simply indescribably flexible.

"No wonder I consumed so much war energy. It turns out that my second mind is as big as my first mind and can also hold [-] million mana."

"As long as I awaken more ancient giant elephant particles and fill it up, my mana can reach the power of ten ancient dragons."

"At that time, except that I don't have the ability to regenerate with blood, I will be no different from a truly immortal strongman." Yang Xuanzhen's eyes showed joy.

(End of this chapter)