The mirror path of all heavens

Chapter 205 Ten years, the world is in turmoil
At this moment, in Chen Xian's body, the boundless sea of ​​stars that contained the gods of Yiyuan Acupoints suddenly became bright.

In the universe of the human body, there are three extremely terrifying figures, with the rhymes of Tao flowing on them and the intertwining of Dharma principles.
It interprets thousands of principles of heaven and earth, and when people look at it, a vast and sacred meaning rises in their hearts, making them feel as small as an ant.

The three stalwart figures were clearly the first gods of the three conferred by Chen Xian.

"The Emperor of Heaven conferred the title of God, and this has been accomplished."

At this time, Chen Xian could feel that earth-shaking changes were taking place in all three of his beings.

One aura is vast and boundless, one is mysterious and boundless, and another is indifferent and boundless.

Raising his eyes and looking around, Chen Xian flicked his sleeves and robes, and all the endless visions in the sky of stars disappeared.

Whether it is the cold and cruel ghost gate, the fragrant and fragrant harvest, or the flowers falling from the sky, the golden lotus flowing from the ground, and the long river of purple air across the stars.

At this moment, Chen Xian was dismissed.

In the misty happy clouds, the three flowers shook and were taken into Chen Xian's body.

After restoring Xinghe to its original state, Chen Xian sat quietly on the Taoist platform and quietly realized the changes in his cultivation.

[Xiantian Mirror Way]

[Taoist Master: Chen Xian]

[Main World: Xuanxing (Transforming) (Two Stars)]

[Current World: Vast World (Six Stars)]

[Qi Refiner: (Three Stars) (Extraordinary Dharma Realm)]

[Essence: Yuanshi Dharma Body] [Flower of Essence Blooms First Grade]

[Qi: Yuanshi Mana] [The flower of Qi blooms at the first level]

[God: The Origin Spirit of the Mirror] [The Flower of God Blooms First Grade]

[Taoist Scripture: The Emperor of Heaven seals the nerves]

【Edict to the Gods: 3】

[Power: 3000]

[Characteristic 1: The heart is like a mirror]

[Characteristic 2: Tao reflects the heavens]

[Characteristic Three: Sky-Observing Mirror Way]

The body is still undergoing a violent transformation. Before Chen Xian's mind fell into the innate mirror path, his cultivation level had already changed above the innate mirror path.

"The library of the Liuyu Immortal Sect is a good place to gain Taoist power."

"In just a few days, I have accumulated three thousand Dao Power, which is much faster than those on Xuanxing."

Looking at the extra three thousand Dao Power, Chen Xian sighed in his heart.

"The next step is to wait for the transformation of the spirit, energy, and spirit, and to consecrate the gods again."

After having this idea, Chen Xian did not leave the library, but instead fell into a deeper level of practice in the dojo.

After all, he had already explained everything before this.

If something really happens outside, Fang Hao and Luo Feng can also come to the library to look for him.

At this moment, Chen Xian sat quietly on the Taoist platform. Thousands of Taoist rhymes were flowing in his body, intertwining in the dojo outside his body, as if it had turned into a supreme realm.

There are countless dao marks flowing within it, as if it is the path of the great road between heaven and earth. It is extremely mysterious and filled with an inexplicable meaning.

And he was sitting there cross-legged, hazy, surrounded by three-color light, like a stone statue, motionless.

Time passed slowly, and around Chen Xian, Taoist sounds continued to be heard, there was immortal music lingering, and gods and demons roared, creating a scene from an immortal family.

And in the dojo, there are endless lights and shadows flickering, as if they are performing a picture scroll.

....
Time passes, the sun rises and the moon sets.

On Xuanming Mountain, the dark wind howled, and it was a deserted place with no changes in the seasons.

But as practitioners, Fang Hao and Luo Feng can also know the passage of time.

Within the Immortal Sect, in the courtyard.

Fang Hao and Luo Feng sat in front of the stone table.

"The master hasn't come out of seclusion yet! I don't know when he will end his training."

Luo Feng said to Fang Hao with lingering fear.

The family leader had been in seclusion for so long that it made him a little uneasy, and he wondered if something had happened to his family leader.

After all, their cultivation level is not high now, and they do not need to practice in seclusion for many years.

Because of this, Luo Feng felt a little worried, so he went to the library to find out what was going on.

I want to see how my master is doing.

But when he actually appeared in the galaxy, there was no trace of the headmaster.

On the contrary, it was the vast and terrifying scene in the center of the galaxy that horrified him.

In his eyes, there was an indescribable dojo rising and falling in the middle of the galaxy.

In the Taoist temple, thousands of Tao rhymes flow, endless Dharma principles are intertwined, and the sound of the avenue is resounding.

After Luo Feng's repeated confirmations, he finally confirmed that this dojo was born from the practice of his own master.

This result caused a storm in his heart.

No matter how you look at this earth-shattering vision, it doesn't look like something that a novice practitioner can create.

But Luo Feng also knew very well that his head teacher was a newbie in spiritual practice.

Someone who entered spiritual practice at the same time as the two of them.

These contradictory results made Luo Feng full of awe for his master.

In his mind, his head teacher was already an unfathomable and mysterious existence.

"Yes!"

"The master doesn't know when he will be released from seclusion!"

On the side, Fang Hao could not calm down.

The vision of my master practicing in the galaxy is really too grand.

This vision was completely beyond his understanding.

He even doubted in his heart that even if he had perfected the Six Desires and Heavenly Dao, he might not have such a vast vision.

At this time, Chen Xian was already a terrifying existence in his heart.

Fang Hao couldn't understand that the three of them were admitted to the Six Desires Immortal Sect by the old Taoist at the same time.

But the headmaster and the two of them seemed to be completely different from the same species.

The old Taoist said at the beginning that he was extremely talented and a good candidate for cultivation.

Logically speaking, among the three of them, he should be the one with the highest cultivation level.

But now the headmaster is mysterious, terrifying and unfathomable.

Even the cautious and steady Luo Feng next to him had a higher level of cultivation than him.

This made him somewhat doubtful about life.

"Could it be that the old Taoist misunderstood that my talent was the worst among the three?"

At this moment, Fang Hao fell into deep suspicion.

"call……,"

"The headmaster is really too mysterious!"

"At the beginning, the three of us were almost the same, but just now, there seems to be an indescribable gap between the headmaster and us."

Fang Hao pondered for a while and then suppressed this idea in his heart.

For him, the most important thing now is his own practice.

"Brother Luo, why have you made such rapid progress in your cultivation during this period of time?"

Fang Hao didn't beat around the bush, looked at Luo Feng with curiosity, and asked straightforwardly.

"Brother Fang, you don't know?"

Looking at Fang Hao with a curious look on his face, Luo Feng was stunned.

"what?"

"what do you know?"

After hearing Luo Feng's words, Fang Hao fell into confusion.

What he doesn't know, should he know.

Luo Feng looked at Fang Hao, who looked confused, and suddenly felt dumbfounded.

"Brother Fang, before the headmaster went into retreat, he gave us the materials used by the Immortal Sect to refine the natal magic weapon."

"You haven't refined your natal magic weapon yet, have you?"

Luo Feng asked in disbelief.

"this……,"

"this…….,"

Hearing this, Fang Hao looked embarrassed and a little embarrassed.

"Brother Fang, is there something unspeakable?"

Seeing this, Luo Feng asked with some confusion.

"no!"

"only……,"

Fang Hao shook his head.

"It's just that there is a saying in the Immortal Sect's inheritance that the material selection of the natal magic weapon is very important and cannot be easily refined."

"So, I haven't decided yet whether to use the small black-yellow cauldron given to me by the headmaster."

"I don't know the quality of the Xuanhuang Xiaoding."

"I plan to go down the mountain again after practicing for a period of time to inquire about it. Then I will prepare to refine the natal magic weapon."

Fang Hao stated his plan.

"I see!"

"It turns out that Brother Fang hasn't refined the natal magic weapon yet, so I have to know the mystery of it."

Hearing this, Luo Feng suddenly realized. "Since Brother Fang has a plan, I won't say anything more."

"However, the vast vision in the library is enough to illustrate the extraordinary nature of the headmaster."

"I think the materials given by the master must not be simple things."

"Therefore, if Brother Fang cannot find better materials in the future, you should consider it!"

Luo Feng expressed some of his own opinions.

Fang Hao had his own ideas, but Luo Feng did not dissuade him.

Fang Hao was different from him. Fang Hao had plans to go down the mountain, so it was normal to have such thoughts.

But he was different. He had no intention of going down the mountain, and he had nowhere to look for the materials for refining the weapon.

The jade bottle given by Zhang Ziran was his only choice.

And in his heart, he was extremely satisfied with the jade bottle given to him by the headmaster.

After all, the ability to swallow the power of six desires alone is enough to prove that the jade bottle is extraordinary.

"As for the progress of cultivation, it is related to the natal magic weapon!"

"After the immortal magic weapon inherited from the Immortal Sect is refined, it will have the ability to absorb the power of the six desires from the dark and condense the water beads of the six desires."

"Every drop of the Six Desire Water Beads can accelerate the practice of inherited skills and promote the growth of cultivation."

"This is also the reason why my cultivation has improved rapidly during this period."

Seeing Fang Hao with a curious look on his face, Luo Feng didn't hide anything and told him the function of his natal magic weapon.

After all, Fang Hao will know this information sooner or later after he refines his life magic weapon.

"Oh!"

"It turns out that the natal magic weapon has such a function."

Hearing this, Fang Hao suddenly realized.

Suddenly he knew the reason for Luo Feng's rapid progress in cultivation.

But then, I felt a little troubled again.

"Alas, it's a pity that the previous generation of head masters didn't leave behind any natural treasures."

"Otherwise, I should also forge a magic weapon of my destiny."

"Oh, I don't know when I will be able to go down the mountain!"

"Now that the headmaster is not here, Xuanming Mountain is extremely weird, and I don't dare to test it."

Fang Hao sighed and muttered somewhat depressedly.

From that day on, Fang Hao practiced even harder, but Luo Feng remained as before.

But even so, Luo Feng's cultivation speed surpassed Fang Hao.

……

Time passes, the sun and the moon alternate.

No matter what happened outside Xuanming Mountain, it could not affect the three people on Xuanming Mountain.

They seemed to be isolated from the world on this mountain.

People from the outside world have never appeared in Xuanming Mountain.

A year flies by in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Fang Hao and Luo Feng sat quietly on the stone bench, exchanging their cultivation experiences with each other.

"The headmaster hasn't left seclusion yet, it's been a year!"

Luo Feng sighed.

The cultivation practice of their own master is no longer something they can speculate on.

And now, they have truly spent a year here on Xuanming Mountain.

"Yes!"

"I wonder when the headmaster will be released?"

Fang Hao was also curious.

……

the second year.

When Fang Hao and Luo Feng were practicing, they could already see the shadow of the second flower blooming.

But Chen Xian still hasn't left seclusion.

……

The third year.

In the courtyard of the Immortal Sect.

Fang Hao and Luo Feng sat opposite each other.

"The master hasn't come out of seclusion yet. He has been in seclusion for three years."

"In the Library Pavilion, the Great Dao Qi has become thicker and thicker. Even if you stay there for a short while, your heart will be throbbing."

Luo Feng said with a complicated look.

The time for my master to retreat this time was really too long.

This year, his cultivation has broken through the first level, blossomed into the second level, and become a second level practitioner.

And Fang Hao, although slightly worse than him, is about to break through.

"Hey, it will take some time for me to be able to blossom into the second level and break through to the second level."

"That figure in the illusory scene of Dou Tian is too difficult to deal with."

"It's been three years, and I have a little bit of confidence in defeating them."

"I just don't know if I can make it down the mountain safely in the second realm."

Fang Hao also felt a little anxious in his heart.

At the foot of the mountain, his sister was still waiting for him, and he also needed to inquire about the refining materials for his natal magic weapon from the outside world.

……

fourth year.

The two of them are already true second-level cultivators of the second level of Huakai.

But Chen Xian still didn't come out of seclusion.

In the library pavilion, there is a chaotic light intertwined, which seems to be the interweaving of thousands of colors.

fifth year.

.....
Time passes slowly.

……

Ninth year.

On this day, Fang Hao and Luo Feng were still exchanging insights on practice.

"We are all in the third level of flower blooming, why is the head teacher not out of seclusion yet?"

"Headmaster's retreat this time is really too long."

"Nine years..."

Luo Feng sighed with a look on his face, and he became more and more in awe of his head teacher.

In the library, it has been difficult for them to step into it in the past few years.

Even if their cultivation level has broken through to the third level, even his cultivation level is about to reach the fourth level.

But even so, it is difficult for him to set foot in the Library Pavilion now.

"no!"

"I can't wait any longer."

"My cultivation level has reached the third level. Before I can cast my natal magic weapon, this is already the limit."

"There are still a few months until the end of the year, so I will make some preparations."

"No matter what dangers there are in Xuanming Mountain, I have to go down the mountain."

On the side, Fang Hao's eyes were firm, as if he had made up his mind.

In the past nine years, his cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds.

Now he is also a practitioner in the third realm.

But this is also his limit,
The most important thing for him now is to forge his natal magic weapon, but this step cannot be completed on the mountain.

Therefore, going down the mountain is his only way out now.

.......
On this day, in Xuanming Mountain, Fang Hao waved goodbye to Luo Feng behind him.

Then he resolutely embarked on the road down the mountain.

After years of testing, the two of them also came to the conclusion that Xuanming Mountain seemed dangerous.
In fact, there was no danger for them to go down the mountain.

Of course, this may also be the reason why their cultivation has improved further.

Looking at Fang Hao's leaving figure, Luo Feng was filled with emotion.

Fang Hao, who always wanted to go down the mountain, finally did so this year.

Just when Fang Hao stepped out of the Xuanming Mountain area and stood outside.

On the endless vast land, on the sacred mountains, there are terrible energy vibrations.

"too fast!"

"It shouldn't be!"

A mighty voice sounded from the sacred mountain, and there was a hint of doubt in the voice.

Great Zhou Dynasty.

In the towering temple.

"too fast!"

There was a hint of disappointment in his voice.

(End of this chapter)