Immemorial Sword Venerable

The gray lines in my mind must be refined, otherwise, once it increases to a certain extent, it will threaten Fang Chen's life.

After seeing the scenes of the first road and the second road with his own eyes, Fang Chen was even more convinced that the third road is the safest road, and the first road is a holy place for cultivation, which can quickly improve the cultivation of martial artists. However, there are great hidden dangers, and even a strong backlash.

The second path, if you have been possessed by top powerhouses, one day, it will be eroded by the remnants of those top powerhouses, and will eventually become walking dead, fighting puppets.

Moreover, after hearing the words of the strong man at the end of the road, the third path reached one hundred thousand li, and he could become the entry disciple of their sect. Now that Fang Chen has advanced to ninety thousand li, he is not in a hurry, and Sitting cross-legged, I began to think seriously about how to refine the gray lines in my mind.

If you want to refine the gray lines, you must understand the gray lines in depth.

After a long period of observation, he discovered that the gray lines were formed because of the invisible power on the third road, which constantly sharpened the will of the soul, which caused the power of the soul to burst, penetrate into the mind, and the soul with impurities. The power cannot be completely purified, so it becomes a gray line.

In fact, the gray lines can also allow warriors to hone their minds and will, and can enhance their primordial power.

However, the danger of doing so is too great. If you are not careful, you will be bitten by the gray lines.

Throughout the ages, someone has come to the third way, and he did not believe in evil, thinking that he could control the gray lines, and eventually died suddenly because there were too many gray lines in his mind, even though he had touched the edge of a hundred thousand miles. But no matter how dead, everything is empty.

"The gray line seems to be a very special force."

Fang Chen whispered, if the power of the soul is a force born by tempering the will of the soul, then this gray line seems to be produced specifically to suppress the will of the soul. The two powers complement each other and restrain each other.

"what happened?"

Fang Chen was lost in confusion. In his mind, the ancient books left by the powerful people in the chaos world appeared. He was searching for records of such gray lines.

Day after day, year after year.

In a blink of an eye, three hundred years have passed. During this period, Fang Chen has not moved forward. While refining the gray lines in his mind, he is studying in depth.

Hum!

One day, Fang Chen felt the gray lines in his mind tremble suddenly and violently. He opened his eyes abruptly and discovered that the power of the soul produced by tempering the mind and will was swallowed up by the gray lines, and the gray in his mind There is only one line left.

"This is... Are the other gray lines blended into this person's gray lines?"

Fang Chen was speechless. After three hundred years of research, he has gradually understood the structure of the gray lines, and also vaguely realized the relationship between it and the power of the soul, and he has also tried to integrate the two, but ultimately failed. Unexpectedly, an abnormal change has taken place right now.

what happened?

Fang Chen was a little worried, whether the gray lines after fusion would affect his body.

However, at this moment, the ultimate power in the body suddenly exploded, and then rushed into my mind, fusing with the gray lines.

The next moment.

Fang Chen felt that the gray lines turned into a terrifying force, which returned to the body, occupying the position of the spiritual power, and had a vague intention to replace it.

"this is?"

Intuition tells him that this mutated gray line is definitely an extremely terrifying power, and it is a power he has never mastered or recognized.

now.

At the intersection at the end of the road, a smile appeared in the eyes of the statue.

He is guarding three roads here. It is too lonely. Almost every hundreds of millions of years, one person will come here. He is too lonely, and he finally meets one. He doesn't want to let it die easily. He was also very satisfied with Chen's test. Whether it was his character or his talent for cultivation, he was outstanding.

Therefore, he would remind him that if he reached one hundred thousand li, he would become an introductory disciple of this sect.

In his calculations, with Fang Chen's potential, it would take at least tens of thousands of years to reach one hundred thousand miles.

After reaching one hundred thousand miles, after receiving the final baptism of the soul and will, there is hope to realize the energy.

But who would have thought that in just three hundred years, and he was still at 90,000 miles away, he condensed a piece of mental energy. If the old monsters in the three thousand realm of the Great Dao knew it, it would be crazy.

"Heartpower."

The statue sighed, "He is taking the ultimate one, and the ultimate power in his body accelerates the speed of the gray lines to mutate, and finally absorbs the power of the soul and transforms it into real heart power."

Effort!

This is a brand new term for Fang Chen, but for the statue, the memory is too deep.

In the three thousand realms of the Great Dao, a practitioner with the same mind and soul, the power that he dreams of is mind power. This is a special power that is billions of times stronger than the power of the mind. The two are not at the same level at all.

However, if you want to condense your mind, you must hone the will of your mind and give birth to the power of your mind.

Fang Chen can also be considered as a mistake, condensing the first mental strength, and he has reached the threshold of a soul together.

"This little guy, it's interesting." The statue flicked his finger.

Suddenly, Fang Chen felt a change in his whole body, and he was directly moved to one hundred thousand miles away.

Suddenly, the vast power rushed in, and he found that his mind and will were constantly changing. In a blink of an eye, the mind and will reached the extreme, and the born power of the mind was all integrated into that special power. And under his efforts, a second same force was born.

With two energies, lying quietly in the body, Fang Chen was on the same mind, unknowingly, he had already walked a long way.

"Congratulations, you have successfully gathered your mind and energy and become a spiritual practitioner."

In Fang Chen's mind, the voice of the statue came.

"These two forces are called heart power?"

At this time, Fang Chen didn't know much about spiritual practitioners, and it was the first time he heard that this kind of power was called mind power.

"At the same time, congratulations, for passing the test and becoming an introductory disciple of this school."

As soon as the sound fell, the statue revealed its true face, and the statue appeared out of thin air over the gray third road.

In an instant, Fang Chen felt that his whole body was strongly oppressed and his scalp burst. Fortunately, he was not an enemy. Otherwise, he would definitely die.

"Junior Fang Chen, meet senior." Fang Chen hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted.