Broken Soul Valley, deep underground.
Chen Yuan now knows nothing about what happened in Chenjia Village in Luochen Mountain. After taking out the Blood Soul Wooden Heart, he focused all his attention on breaking through.
There is no need to adjust his overall condition, he is actually good enough to break through now.
Moro stood on the top of the Haunted Soul Tree and began to recover from his injuries through the blood essence below. As soon as he swallowed it, gusts of dark wind began to blow in the Haunted Soul Tree.
In just a short moment, it enveloped the entire cave.
If Moro hadn't sealed it in advance, such a huge amount of Yin energy would have been able to spread to the outside world quickly.
In the spiritual platform, Chen Yuan's purple soul also sat cross-legged, and his movements were exactly the same as Chen Yuan's. An invisible force also began to envelope the Blood Soul Wood.
Refining begins! ! !
A trace of extremely pure Yin Qi hovered in the void, shrouding Chen Yuan, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped by several levels.
The Yinhun Tree is the most precious treasure in the world. It can help warriors completely condense the soul into Yin. Its power is naturally very terrifying. If it is refined by an ordinary god-refining person, the soul will not be able to withstand this power within a moment or three. Begins to collapse.
But Chen Yuan will not.
He had survived two fire tribulations, and his soul had already been condensed to an extremely strong level. He had an unprecedented ten-inch soul, which was extremely strong.
Yin Feng can only help him, but cannot harm him.
This is also the reason why Moro didn't say so much. If you want to say who knows Chen Yuan best, it's not his pillow friend Su Ziyue, nor his good friend Jiang He.
But it was the demon monk Moro who had been following him for a year!
He witnessed how Chen Yuan grew step by step, and also witnessed how he condensed his ten-inch soul, refined his heart with thousands of thoughts, and refined his spirit with heart fire. He knew that his foundation surpassed everyone he knew.
Even the current Tathagata Buddha, the Lord of Lingshan, is nothing more than this.
The dark wind blew all over the cave, and the ice was biting. The purple soul in the spiritual platform shone brightly. Chen Yuan's mind sank, triggering his own wind disaster.
With his cultivation strength, he was actually able to trigger Fengjie as early as the Demon Suppression Tower. If it weren't for the opportunity and guidance provided by Pingtian Demon Saint, he wouldn't have waited so long.
Now, with the opportunity, Moro wakes up and protects the road, and he causes the wind disaster without hesitation.
In refining the gods, there are two tribulations: wind and fire, in no particular order. However, most people generally go first to wind and then to fire, but this does not mean that wind tribulation is easier than fire tribulation.
In fact, the two calamities of wind and fire all come from the warriors themselves. How big the calamity is is all because of how strong the warrior's soul is. Of course, the more terrifying the two calamities of wind and fire are, the more powerful the warrior is.
At the same time, the benefits that can be obtained are even greater.
Those who practice qi cultivate their soul and strive for transcendence.
The soul is the most important thing. Those who are strong can even leave the mortal body and travel between heaven and earth with the soul, enjoying a thousand years of life. Although it is not eternal life, it is enough to be called immortality.
Fire tribulations come from the fire in the hearts of warriors. Karmic fire, desire fire, and anger are all fire tribulations. For example, Chen Yuan, a large part of them comes from karmic fire.
Su Ziyue, on the other hand, survived the calamity of desire and achieved the state of refining the gods.
The wind calamity comes from the wind of the soul. It seems to be guided by the Gangfeng to refine the gods. In fact, it is just a fantasy in the soul of the warrior. The purpose is just to make the soul stronger.
Of course, if the wind of external objects can be strengthened, it will be a mixed blessing for the warrior. The good news is that once such a disaster is overcome.
The soul will be extremely strong.
Lay the foundation for experiencing thunder disasters in the future.
The worry is that if you can't survive it, your soul will be damaged. What's worse, you will be unable to withstand the disaster and directly dissipate between heaven and earth.
The realm of refining the gods is not actually a realm strictly speaking, it is just a process of transformation of the primordial spirit into the yang god. Therefore, the primordial spirit is also called the yin god.
By strengthening the soul step by step and surviving the two tribulations of wind and fire, the yin spirit can be transformed into the yang spirit. It can survive the thunder and tribulations without being destroyed. It can travel around the world and control objects with its gods.
Blood Soul Wood, formerly Yin Soul Wood, for warriors, its greatest function is to use its Yin wind to completely transform the soul into the ultimate Yin god.
The extreme yin and yang are the two poles. The yang realm is the yang, and the refining soul is the yin. When the cultivation reaches the state of perfection, it will bring great benefits to the soul.
Understanding the rules does not mean getting twice the result with half the effort, but it is still much better than the ordinary Yang Shen.
This is also what Moro told Chen Yuan. He was the Yang Shen who only broke through the tribulation after cultivating the Yin God Realm. He is considered to be the top powerhouse in the world.
In fact, a large part of it is the ultimate yin god that was first formed. Only when it reaches perfection can it break through the yang god realm.
Chen Yuan is not the only one in the world who has the opportunity. There are still many things that can assist in refining gods. However, there are probably not many people who can assist in refining gods.
After all, the ten sacred trees are just rumors and are not even fully recorded in ancient books.
It was an unspeakable great opportunity for Chen Yuan to meet two of them.
The evil wind raged, the remaining souls screamed, and the brutal roar enveloped Chen Yuan's ears. The evil winds started from the Yuanshen, connected together, and directly enveloped the Yuanshen.
Chen Yuan guarded his mind and placed his palms in front of his knees, as if he had entered another space.
My mind is completely empty!
When he opened his eyes again, Chen Yuan had arrived in another strange world. He was wearing a purple robe and raised his head to look into the void.
The endless dark wind shrouded the space between heaven and earth.
His soul was directly blown by the evil wind on his body, causing pain to his bones and flesh, and blood overflowing. The evil wind was like a knife, slashing hard at his body.
Chen Yuan had already prepared for this situation. He immediately sat cross-legged and remained motionless despite the dark wind.
After being refined by the fire tribulation, his soul was already very strong, and in terms of strength, it was no less powerful than a strong man who had gone through the wind and fire tribulations.
Those cold winds that are like knives blowing on the body will blow out wounds one after another, but the powerful soul can still heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Purple light enveloped the whole body, seeming to be the only light in this endless divine wind world.
The fire tribulation arises from the heart, and the wind tribulation arises from the spirit!
The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and can even condense into a continuous tornado hurricane, shrouding Chen Yuan in it. The powerful wind is even more terrifying than before!
As for Chen Yuan, who has become the direct center of his soul, there is no doubt that he will experience all the evil winds.
The pressure of Yin Feng gradually increased, and slowly, its recovery speed could no longer keep up, but Chen Yuan still did not waver at all.
The more powerful Feng Jie is, the more terrifying his soul becomes.
The two catastrophes of Qilin Divine Fire and one's own inner fire have passed, is it still unable to withstand the Yinfeng God Refining?
If you want to get something, you have to give something first.
If you don’t experience wind and rain, you can’t see the rainbow.
You can't become the master of this world without going through the most powerful disaster!
Standing in the dark wind, time is lost, maybe for a moment, or for many years. At this moment, Chen Yuan has no idea of time at all.
It just sinks into the mind, breaks the soul, and then restores it.
And every time he recovers, his soul becomes stronger.
In the cave, Moro looked at Chen Yuan sitting cross-legged, and the Yinhun Muxin in his hand was gradually shrinking, and knew that he was refining the spirit at the moment.
Wind calamity refines the spirit, haste makes waste.
Some people can survive the storm in one day, while others cannot survive it in more than a month.
It all depends on the warrior himself.
Only by condensing the soul into an indestructible one can one become the god of Yin!
When Chen Yuan experienced the storm in Broken Soul Valley, the world was strangely calm. Of course, the calm here refers to the fact that things like the Battle of Liangshan or the Battle of Shushan did not happen again.
In fact, there is still a melee in the arena.
However, Shuzhou has calmed down. The evil ghost Taoist Yang Huatian is in the west of Shu, and Shangguan Tiehong is in the middle of Shu. They have completely controlled the situation in the world.
Various resources are being continuously provided to Chen Yuan.
In the same way, the same is true at the government level.
Lu Renyi helped Chen Yuan manage it very well.
On this day, a man in black came to Chenjiacun. He stood quietly on the lake in the back mountain of Chenjiacun, with a faint murderous intent in his eyes.
He is none other than Chen Huaiyi!
Two days ago, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, as if something had happened. After searching, he didn't notice anything unusual.
After thinking about it, I wanted to visit Chenjiacun.
But as soon as they arrived, they saw a scene that had been completely wiped out. The entire Chenjia Village had disappeared, replaced by a huge palm print.
Even the lake has changed.
There is only one broken boat parked by the lake, and the old man who once sat alone on the lake fishing has disappeared.
Chenjia Village was destroyed!
Wu Daozi is suspected to have died.
Chen Huaiyi's face was calm, but a great murderous intention arose in his heart.
Wu Daozi has retired to the world. Although the villagers of Chenjia Village were once the family members of Chen Jiajun, after more than two hundred years, they are no longer the same generation as before.
They are just ordinary people!
Who is so vicious?
Chen Huaiyi took a deep breath and seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly opened his eyes and scanned the entire Chenjia Village.
Finally, two blood words were found in the void.
'The court! '
Chen Huaiyi had seen Wu Daozi's methods, but he actually didn't believe that he was completely disabled. Now he was looking for him based on this idea, and he found his traces.
The blood words were condensed in the void and never dispersed.
With a wave of his hand, he wiped away the bloody words, his eyes growing colder.
The imperial court is indeed the imperial court!
This place is isolated from the outside world, and there are no grudges. Only Chen Yuan and him are the only ones who know this place. There are not many forces that can search this place.
The imperial court is the one with the greatest suspicion.
However, another thought similar to Wu Daozi's occurred in his mind.
What did the court want to do with Wu Daozi?
He was half-wasted and useless.
Could it be because of Chen Yuan?
The imperial court knew that Chen Yuan wanted to rebel, so it used Wu Daozi as a pawn to check and balance him?
Can.
How could the court know that Chen Yuan was raised by Wu Daozi?
Chen Huaiyi couldn't understand and didn't want to think about it. He planned to go to Shuzhou City to meet Chen Yuan for funeral arrangements.
In any case, Chen Yuan was raised by Wu Daozi. There is no doubt about their relationship, and he is also a child who values friendship. Chen Huaiyi believes that Chen Yuan will find a way to take action.
And this time, he didn't want to hold back anymore.
It's nothing more than making trouble in the capital again, nothing more than death.
Zhongzhou, Shenjing City, within the Tianlao of Xuntiansi.
After Wu Daozi was taken away, he was pressed into the prison by Gu Tianqiong and others, waiting for Jingtai to deal with him, and Jingtai learned the news.
He was also immediately sent to the prison.
At this time, the sky prison was extremely empty. There was not a single prisoner in any of the prisons. Some were only tightly guarded. As for those prisoners, they had already died.
Jingtai didn't put on a big show, and there were only a few people around him, including Cao Zhengxian, Sima Cheli, Kuangxiu and others.
Outside the first cell of Tianzi, Gu Tianqiong stood on the spot, closing his eyes and breathing out. Suddenly, he felt the breath of Jingtai and others, and slowly opened his eyes.
"Gu Gong."
Jingtai nodded slightly, a happy look on his face.
Finally caught Wu Daozi! ! !
He has been planning for many years and is finally coming to fruition.
"His Majesty!"
Gu Tianqiong slightly arched his hands.
"Wu Daozi is in prison?"
"Exactly."
"Quickly, open the cell door, I want to see him."
"According to the order."
Gu Tianqiong nodded, and a mysterious black token appeared in his hand. He placed it on the stone wall of the cell door behind him, and formation patterns lit up.
It formed a portal.
As the No. 1 cell in Tianzi under the Tianxun Division, it has only imprisoned a few people for more than two hundred years, but without exception, everyone is a top figure in the world.
Jingtai couldn't wait to step in directly. As for the few people behind him, they looked at each other and did not move.
They were not afraid that Wu Daozi would be able to resist when the time came. He, who was already semi-crippled, was forcibly restrained and it was difficult for him to even move.
Entering the cell, the first thing Jingtai saw was Wu Daozi, who was dressed in tatters and had gray hair. At this moment, his whole body was controlled by four divine locks.
There is also a mysterious line carved between the eyebrows to prevent the soul from escaping.
When he saw someone coming in, Wu Daozi, who was breathing weakly, slowly opened his eyes and saw the middle-aged man in yellow robe in front of him, his lips moved slightly:
"Jingtai."
"Senior Painting Saint, I finally found you."
A smile appeared on Jingtai's face, and he would be quite surprised if anyone saw him.
Because Jingtai rarely smiled in front of others since he ascended the throne because he wanted to maintain the majesty of the emperor, and since the Battle of Liangzhou City, his smiles have been rare.
But today, after hearing that Wu Daozi was escorted to the capital, the smile on his face never left.
"What are you doing with me, a half-wasted person?"
Wu Daozi's eyes were fixed on Jingtai. This was the first time he saw this emperor. He had only heard about it before. Since the fall of the former Chu Dynasty, he had not been to the capital again.
"Half-waste?" Jingtai slowly shook his head:
"To others, you are a half-wasted person, but to me, you are a person who must be obtained. Without you, there will be loopholes in all my plans.
Therefore, since I ascended the throne, I have been ordering people to secretly search for your traces. After searching for decades, I finally found you in Shuzhou. You are so well hidden. "
"What.Plan?"
"A plan to turn mortals into immortals. I have poor qualifications and no hope in martial arts. I was already in despair. Unexpectedly, by chance, I found a path that belongs to me alone.
This path is not the path of orthodox martial arts, but there is hope for immortality, no, even eternal life. For this matter, I have planned in every possible way and worked hard.
Killing countless descendants of the same clan, killing countless common people, and killing countless warriors, but it was all worth it. For the sake of immortality, what does it matter if some people die? "
He seems to know that Wu Daozi can't leak anything. He is very relaxed. With the prison in the sky, no one outside can hear what he has to say.
This is also a rare opportunity for him to talk.
"Haha. Emperor" Wu Daozi seemed to be a little sarcastic.
"I know what you are thinking. I am indeed unqualified as an emperor. I have not shouldered the important responsibilities of the people, let alone brought the court to the level of the former Chu.
But this is only temporary. When my plan is completed, I will have strong power and hundreds of years of life, and I will be a good emperor for a long time.
No, as long as I can eliminate this chaos in the world, to the people, I will be the holy king who saved them from the war. Some people died and most of them were saved. I did a good job, didn't I? "
"Hoho. Jingtai, you look a lot like the same person."
"Who?" Jingtai's eyes narrowed and he didn't think anyone could compare to him.
"Xiang Qianqiu is also such a person. He can always find excuses for his own interests, even if he kills his wife or son, it doesn't matter."
Wu Daozi said intermittently.
The corners of Jingtai's mouth raised slightly, revealing a sneer:
"How can a former prince be compared with me? So what if he is invincible compared to an immortal? He is still unable to compete with a real immortal, and he still only dares to hide in a corner of the Blood State.
When I complete all my plans, I may not be able to kill him! "
Xiang Qianqiu looked down on Jingtai. Similarly, when the plan was about to be completed, Jingtai's mentality also changed and he looked down on the former prince who had been hiding for hundreds of years.
"However, I think you will all die in the hands of one person in the end." Wu Daozi suddenly smiled.
"kill me?"
Jingtai sneered disdainfully and continued:
"Who in the world can kill me? The capital is impregnable and the immortal is about to awaken. When I complete all my plans and become an immortal, who can kill me?"
nobody! ! ! "
"Then just wait and see if what I said is true or false."
Wu Daozi stared at Jingtai and said with difficulty.
"It's a pity that you will never see this day again." Jingtai only thought that Wu Daozi threatened him before his death, but he was the supreme emperor.
Who can kill him?
Xiang Qianqiu?
He deserves it too!
"It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter. I will wait for you down there to see the day when you become desperate."
"It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous. Wu Daozi, you are really ridiculous."
(End of chapter)
