Talisman Emperor

Tenth floor of the Great Derivative Tower.

Unlike the other floors, the tenth floor of this great diffractor is like an empty room.

When Chen Xi arrived here, the first thing he saw was an ancient scroll, which was different and hung over four walls.

Chen Xixiao shrugged. I didn't expect this place to be so ordinary. It's like the habitat of a great painter. Except for that painting roll, I can't see any other decorative objects.

He walked forward and arrived in front of the first scroll. He looked up at it. It was a vast starry sky. An elderly man with a clear face and a long figure held a jade tower under the starry sky.

Around the elderly, a middle-aged man standing in a purple robe belt, a young man with a crown of snow, a fierce old man and a beautiful woman with a red dress on fire are respected.

All four of them are great shores, the power of the law is surrounded, like the master of the first kingdom, but in front of that strange old man, like the late birth of the next generation, congratulations, the color of children's admiration in the eyes.

And when Chen Xi first saw the look of the old man, the whole person was struck by lightning, his head was a little hairy, how could it be... Fu Senpai!?

Absolutely not!

His knowledge of the sea was filled with a statue of Volkswagen. In contrast, the two men were treated with the same dignity. They were all so quaint and strange, and the great shore was vast.

How can he not be shocked to see a picture of him in Chen Xixin, who has long regarded Fu as his teacher's honor, on the tenth floor of the Great Derivative Tower?

Does it have anything to do with Senior Fu?

Chen Xiao's eyes accidentally glanced at him and landed on the jade tower held in his hand in the painting roll. His eyes suddenly stirred, and it was a great tower!

Chen Xi took a deep breath and continued to look at it. When his eyes swept past the middle aged and four others in the purple robe belt, a thought came to mind. Is this not the Dong Huang Liang Taizhen, Xuan Emperor Guyuan Qian, Yingying after the wind, Zhu Zhu Luo?

For a moment, a scene appeared in Chen Xi's mind.

At the beginning of the Buddhist Realm, Volkswagen led the four mighty men to these three front-line battlefields, witnessing the rampant spread of the cosmic alien army and the scourge of innocence, thus generating the idea of building the Buddhist Realm against the cosmic alien beast...

“If so, is it not true that the creation of this world has much to do with one's own division?” Chen Xi pondered for a moment and turned to the second volume.

When he saw the picture clearly on the scroll, he immediately confirmed his thoughts.

On the scroll, the purple robe blossom belt middle aged hand-held the scale, the other three each held the club seal, town tower, chopping sword, foot between the star rivers of the universe, the surrounding body glowed, like the opening of a chaotic god, and in the center of the four of them, there is a world of prototype that is fertilizing, looking at its contours, it is the symbolic realm!

That's true.

In Chen Xixin's heart, he shook, and finally understood why all the world knows the prestige of the Four Almighty and the Four Sacred Chaos, but rarely knows the origin of the Great Derivative Tower, because this tower is from the hands of the Four Seniors!

He continued to look at the third volume, which had become another scene, or a portrait, in which a high-crown costume, elegant young man, with a smile on his lips and deep stars.

When Chen Xi touched the other young man's eyes, there was a strange feeling of being seen through the mind. This was just a painting. It was kept here for unknown years, but it could still create such a realistic smell, and Chen Xi couldn't help but be shocked.

The next volume, like this third volume, each presents a portrait of a character, as if she were alive and alive as if she could come back from the scroll at the next moment.

Among them, Chen Xi-herun saw the portrait of the Third Brother!

When he arrived on the shore of Lake Heart Island in the South Barban Mountains on the banks of Pine Town in the Greater Chu Dynasty, the Third Brother came to the shore of Lake Heart Island to pick up Senior Shiyu to leave. Later, he was refused by Senior Shiyu, and the Third Brother was helpless and had to leave alone.

Before the Third Brother left, he gave himself a bone of Peng Peng, so that he could learn from it. How could Chen Xiao not remember?

“Is it true that all the characters in this picture were disciples received by the senior Volkswagen and used the Great Derivative Tower as a test site? ”

Chen Xiqiao, but then shook his head, “No, in the history of the world of symbolism, there are many members of the four large families who have also climbed the Great Derivative Tower, obviously it cannot be the disciples of Fuxiao seniors. ”

He implicitly felt that perhaps the Great Derivative Tower existed, on the one hand, to try out the disciples received by Senior Fu, and on the other hand, not to refuse to allow others to enter and practice.

The reason for doing so is to maintain the security of the whole world of symbols. After all, the Great Derivative Tower has now become the heart of the whole world of symbols. More people have come here to repair the map, which is absolutely beneficial to the world of symbols.

And in the process, you can also get a lot of benefits, like gaining a lot of merit, like redeeming the power of merit for rare treasures in the Vientiane Ball, etc.

Shortly after, Chen Xiao stood in front of the last picture roll. Indeed, he saw the portrait of her leaving the center. She was still dressed as a man. Her eyebrows were as picturesque as a picture. She raised her hand to her own style.

“Three thousand years ago, Sister left Central Deng to take over. Three thousand years later, I arrived here in Chen Ti. What happened in this world is really strange...”

For a moment, Chen Xifeng looked up and looked elsewhere, but nothing was discovered, let alone the mysterious work. The only thing left was a blank scroll next to the last scroll.

The picture roll was hollow, clean, nothing, but when Chen Xi's god penetrated it, instantly, the entire tenth floor of the Great Derivative Tower changed.

Flowers of smallpox, golden lotus flooding, a glimmer of golden ceilings scattered, rendering the entire space brilliant and brilliant. In the air, the hidden sounds of the avenues are faint, and the voices of the gods' praises are hidden.

Just for a moment, Chen Xiao actually had a trance feeling in the immortal realm. The scene was not an illusion, but a reality, and he could even see the golden light of kung fu in the air.

Buzz!

Without waiting for Chen Ti to react, a strange fluctuation suddenly rises, which means smallpox, gold lotus, ceiling, daoist... all became a row of ancient mysterious symbols.

The next moment, Chen Xiao felt only a shock in his soul, and these ancient mysterious symbols were like a spring of water, pouring into his sea of knowledge.

“This magic machine, this timing, this reason is our way, our way is sincere, our heart is true, the screening of the sensory Xuan machine, the lowering of Kung De Guang, the robbery of heaven...”

An ancient, haughty voice sounded in the sea of knowledge. If the morning clock twilight drums, if the Avenue Zen sounds, Chen Xi's soul has a wonderful feeling in the bath avenue.

He finally understood where it came from.

He also finally understood why Sister Chuan said that the way to solve the problem of his promotion to Fairy Frontier is in this circle.

This is all because of this work - "Kung Fu"! It cultivates not the true power, the witchcraft, nor the soul, but the "secret power of the heart"!

Using the power of merit as its source, the ultimate aim is to quench and enhance the mysterious power of the mind.

The mysterious power of the mind is unique. For the billionaires of the world, this power is too vain and seems to have no means of cultivation at all, which also determines that it is difficult to control.

The only thing a fixer knows is that one of the most direct and simple ways to improve the power of the mind is to kill the great sinners.

Even Chen Xi had only previously known that this power could make the fixer fight more enduring, without having to be as tired and restless as it used to be because of too much energy.

Simply put, if true power and witchcraft are regarded as a source of strength in battle, then God is a means of controlling power, and this mysterious power of heart is a force that increases the endurance of battle.

Seems like a shame, but if there is a real battle, the final decision to win or lose will fall on the mind under the condition that both the cultivation and the fighting forces are even.

The so-called protracted war is a “consuming” word, and at the end of the day, it's all about strength and resilience!

But now, after obtaining this mystery of heart, "Gong De Wei Tai", Chen Xi realized that there was indeed a way to cultivate the mystery of heart.

According to the Gong Dynasty, the secret power of the mind is divided into four stages: heart qi, heart dan, soul, heart and baby. In the human world, the limit reached by hundreds of millions of practitioners is heart dan, and only a handful of practitioners are able to achieve this.

After all, whether it is killing the great sinners or punishing the evil for good, it is absolutely unusual for a man to do it!

By the same token, although it is easier to earn merit in the Fujiku Realm, no one can break the threshold like Chen Xi, rushing from the village to the Four Emperors' City and climbing above the tenth floor of the Fujita.

In the process, more people are either buried beneath the iron hooves of cosmic beasts or still suffering from a broken map in the Mutual Hall.

Even with such remarkable achievements, Chen Xi's power of merit accumulated today barely reached the heart dan stage.

And those who can reach the "heart and soul” stage only exist in the fairy realm or in the underworld. It is almost impossible to find among the interpersonal cultivators.

“It turns out that by cultivating the secret power of the heart to the soul stage, you can mask the 'heresy' breath of yourself and mask the inquiry of heaven, thus successfully welcoming the immortal robbery without having to be annihilated by the judgment thunder...”

Chen Xi took a deep breath and his eyes were bright as stars.

Without further hesitation, the next moment, he turned away from the tenth floor of the Great Derivative Tower. Now is not the time to practice "Kung Fu Da Tai". Liang Bing and Teng Lan are waiting for themselves. The more pressing the time, the longer the delay, the more adverse it may be to both of them, and even the possibility of life worries.

Boo!

Chen Xi's figure flashed and disappeared.

He didn't even notice that the blank scroll on the tenth wall suddenly showed an image, the green shirt fell, the waist ridge was drained, the temperament was dusty, suddenly the image of Chen Xi!

Perhaps, for the next 3,000 years, if someone could come up here and see this picture?