Xiao Chen looked at Leng Yue who was dissipating like a point of light, and was stunned. It turned out that all this was not fake.
What happens in hallucinations also happens in reality.
True and false, false and true, even he himself can't tell clearly. No wonder the inner demon will catch the flaw.
Closing his eyes, Xiao Chen looked at the purple thunder whirlpool at his dantian, which was obviously twice as big. He suddenly opened his eyes and finally understood.
In his hallucinations, when he was checking the eighth-level Purple Thunder Art, he would always be attracted by various things, preventing him from checking it.
Because even he himself didn't know what the eighth-level Purple Thunder Art would look like, so the inner demons naturally couldn't be created in hallucinations.
Now that he has seen the cyclone formed by the eighth level Purple Thunder Art and the sea of consciousness that has expanded four to five times, he finally knows. Now he is completely standing in the real world.
After a while, Xiao Chen burst out laughing. Leng Yue did not change as expected. He, Xiao Chen, had not misjudged the person.
There was an indescribable joy in the laughter, as if a knot in my heart had been opened, and the world in my chest suddenly became wider.
After laughing, a feeling of hunger suddenly came from all over the body. Not only the cyclone in the Dantian felt hungry, but also the sea of consciousness and the Nascent Soul were also crying for food.
Since reaching the Quasi-Emperor of Dzogchen, the realm has stopped, and Xiao Chen has not felt similar hunger for a long time.
It's a pity that this is the sky, not Kunlun, otherwise it would be like a fish entering the sea, feeling refreshed and free.
Xiao Chen looked happy, the progress he was looking forward to finally came.
Sitting cross-legged, Xiao Chen took out an Essence Stone in each hand, and absorbed it crazily.
The spiritual energy derived from the Essence Stone, after being transformed by the Purple Thunder Art, is divided into two streams. One stream flows into the sea of consciousness, increasing mana, and the other stream flows to Qinglong Nascent Soul, increasing his realm of immortality.
Within half an hour, the two Essence Stones were consumed and turned into discarded stones. The body was completely unsatisfied.
Xiao Chen threw them away and continued to take out two essence stones for cultivation. He urgently needed these cultivation resources now and was not reluctant to part with them.
Time passed slowly, and after three full days, the hunger in Xiao Chen's body no longer seemed so urgent.
In the expanded sea of consciousness, half of the flowing mana has been taken up. After careful calculation, the mana is more than twice as much as the seventh level of Purple Thunder Art, and it is more pure.
When the consciousness sea is fully cultivated, the magic power will be stronger still.
But this is not the biggest change. The biggest change is his Qinglong Nascent Soul. The Qinglong martial spirit living in his dantian made him feel like a qualitative leap had taken place.
But the cost was also staggering. The 20,000 Essence Stones on Xiao Chen's body were consumed exactly twice as much in these three days.
Xiao Chen sighed softly: "If we were in Kunlun, the sufficient spiritual energy of heaven and earth in Kunlun could help me save at least five thousand essence stones."
Having said that, Xiao Chen didn't regret much. There were too many uncertainties in the Kunlun world, and it might not be possible to overcome the disaster so smoothly in Kunlun.
"Xiao Chen, have you overcome your mental calamity?"
Naojiao, who had been in a coma for three days, woke up feeling a little confused.
Xiao Chen smiled and said, "I made it through, thank you for your hard work."
Ao Jiao smiled coquettishly and said, "I'm sorry to say that I fell asleep despite all the hard work. Damn it."
Xiao Chen knew in his heart that Naojiao should not fall asleep, and it was Leng Yue who probably made her fall asleep.
"Let's go back to Qingyun."
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In Tiandao Pavilion, Xiao Chen's life became particularly peaceful. Apart from practicing, he would walk around everywhere.
From time to time, I can see some old friends in Tiandao Pavilion.
The Tao of Tai Chi, the realm of swords, and the great magical powers of the Dharma and Heaven and Earth, became quieter and quieter in these peaceful days.
Sometimes when I calm down, I feel vaguely that most of the Emperor's Bridge that connects the gap between heaven and earth has been built.
He stood on the bridge and looked across. The heavy fog surrounding the Emperor's Gate had dissipated a lot.
The catastrophe of wind and fire was getting closer and closer to him, but it was okay in this sky. While practicing, you can even hear the roar of the wind and the roaring fire.
Under such circumstances, he has completely stopped practicing the power of Hongmeng and the power of law.
He was afraid that if he did something wrong, a disaster would come suddenly, leaving people defenseless.
Put all your thoughts into the cultivation of magic power, constantly tempering and polishing it, making the magic power more and more pure.
The great magical power of Faxiang Heaven and Earth can now last for three seconds.
Don't underestimate these three seconds. Three seconds of Dharma-like heaven and earth are enough for him to do many things. Used at critical moments, it can instantly reverse the situation and turn the tide of the battle.
The Tao of Tai Chi, the mystery between stillness and movement, fast and slow, has been officially introduced. This Tai Chi way is like a brand new door, opening up a completely different world for Xiao Chen.
The practice of Fish-Dragon Technique gradually became better, and during the dodge, it was almost completely integrated into the Tao of Tai Chi.
The cultivation of the sword realm has completely entered another realm, a realization that has never been recorded in the Kunlun realm. Three small dots of light like the sun have been cultivated by Xiao Chen in the sea of consciousness.
Xiao Chen didn't know what it was specifically, but he only knew that once it was touched, it would be as powerful as the sun exploding.
In the blink of an eye, a year has passed since he traveled from Kunlun to the sky.
Yue Chenxi, Gong Yangyu, Xuanyuan Zhantian, together this day, came to Qingyun where Xiao Chen was.
"Are you leaving?" Xiao Chen asked.
The three of them nodded. They were different from Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen could no longer improve his level. He mainly focused on cultivating his state of mind and cultivating his magic power. And they are in their golden age and need to take risks and great opportunities to improve their realm. They cannot stay in the sky for long.
The first half of a year is already a long time. If they were placed in Kunlun, half a year would be enough to improve them to a small level.
"Nowadays, the sky is peaceful on the surface, but in fact, there are undercurrents surging, and one day it will explode." Yue Chenxi said worriedly.
Mentioning this matter, Xuanyuan Zhantian felt sad and nodded: "Indeed, my father told me that Kunlun will undergo great changes and chaos will arise. Now it is just the last calm before the storm."
Ever since Feng Ziyi started snatching the Heart of the Sky, Xiao Chen had already expected that there would definitely be big changes in the Sky in the future.
He knew more than these three people. He learned from Ying Yue that the great chaos ten thousand years ago led to the death of Emperor Tianwu and Qing Emperor at the same time, and the beginning was in the sky.
He was so worried that he might not feel at ease even if he left. Xiao Chen said: "Let's do this. You will bring your family to my Xiao family, and I will set up a large formation there to resist Emperor Wu. Even if there is a big chaos in the future, You can give us a buffer and give us time to rescue.”
"So good!"
Yue Chenxi and the other three looked happy. When they went to Kunlun, the most worrying thing was their family. With Xiao Chen's words, they finally had a solution.
Xiao Chen smiled slightly and thought of something and said: "I, the descendants of the Xiao family, have a few people with good qualities. I will trouble you to bring them to Kunlun this time. If you have time, take care of them for me."
"Don't worry, just leave this little thing to us."
Seeing the three people leaving happily, Xiao Chen's calm face showed a thoughtful look.
Everything he encountered in Cangqiong Wonderland still made him unable to feel at ease. Something must have happened in Kunlun, otherwise the Three Holy Lords would not be so bold as to send people to the sky to trouble him.
"They say there will be chaos, but how chaotic will it be?"
Xiao Chen shook the tea cup in his hand and said leisurely.
At this moment, Xiao Chen frowned slightly, felt a wave of fluctuation, and his eyes suddenly looked far away.
At the end of his sight was the ancient place, Qianlong Lake, the tomb of the first Emperor Tianwu!