"The gods sit on the gate of heaven, which is also an immortal-level soul cultivation method. It's really strange to see them everywhere, and they all come to my house."
Jiang Fan closed his eyes and began to sit cross-legged.
Four wild slaves were around to protect the way.
The soul cultivation method is extremely rare and can be said to be unique.
It's not like the general public can practice many methods.
After Jiang Fan sat cross-legged, he observed himself in his mind and imagined that he was a god sitting in front of the Tianmen.
The so-called Tianmen is the place where the soul returns. Cultivating a god to sit at the Tianmen can keep the soul transcendent and protect the soul from death.
This is quite a terrifying spirit phenomenon.
Has a heaven-defying comprehension bonus.
Jiang Fan quickly entered the state, observing himself and imagining himself. The soul palace between his brows was the habitat of his soul.
A ball of bright light gradually emerged, like the first ray of light emerging from chaos.
The Soul Palace began to gradually expand, and the outward appearance was that the light between Jiang Fan's eyebrows spread throughout his body, and then formed a magnificent portal where he sat cross-legged.
Heaven's Gate is open! ! !
At the same time, it seemed that a supreme land had been opened.
From the clear and sacred heavenly gate, endless obscure textures poured out, imprinting on Jiang Fan's eyebrows.
Those textures are luminous, like shapes that have never appeared in the world. They are shapeless and shapeless. Every stroke and every stroke contains original meaning.
And as the countless luminous lines were imprinted on his eyebrows, Jiang Fan's soul was also transforming.
Unspeakable bone scraping pain arose.
It was as if his soul had been chopped with a knife and an axe, removing useless and weak impurities.
And it absorbs the endless original textures coming from the 'Supreme Gate'.
This transformation is accompanied by intense pain and rebirth.
His soul was originally very weak.
It cannot be separated from the body alone.
If one needs to cultivate to the point where the spirit and soul leave the body, and the body dies but the soul remains immortal, it must at least be at the saint level.
But at this moment, Jiang Fan managed to manifest his soul outside the body under the guidance of the saint, living alone without his body.
His spirit resembles energy rather than energy, more like a ball of light.
Jiang Fan's burly body was condensed by the bright light, and his soul body glowed with a clear and flawless light.
"Such a solid soul is comparable to that of a saint. The heavenly gate opens and the god comes out to protect my soul forever..."
As if his soul was filled with blessings, Jiang Fan's spiritual body walked towards the supreme heavenly gate towering over 10,000 feet behind him.
He solemnly recited the words in his mouth, like a heavenly emperor giving orders.
And as his luminous shadow walked into the Tianmen step by step.
Shadows of gods appeared one after another, sitting neatly in front of the Tianmen.
The phantoms of those gods have blurred faces and solemn treasures. They sit one after another in front of the Tianmen, and there are three thousand of them.
Three thousand gods sit on the gate of heaven, how majestic it is.
When this atmosphere was condensed, the Tianmen shrank together with the phantoms of the three thousand gods, and they all converged in the eyebrows of the physical body.
As if everything just now was just a dream.
Jiang Fan returned to his senses, opened his eyes, and a sharp and majestic light came out. At this moment, he seemed to have more invisible power than before.
From ancient times, those who reach the sky, which one does not have a powerful soul and the power of heaven manifest itself.
Jiang Fan now has such a deterrent effect.
"I finally succeeded in cultivating the method of the soul, and I seem to be able to control the physical body more easily. I don't know how powerful I am at this moment?"
Jiang Fan stood up and clenched his fists, although there was no change in his cultivation.
Still at the second level of the Dragon Transformation Realm.
But after practicing the Soul Method, his soul has reached the level of a saint.
Calculated, it can be said that a saint controls the dragon-level body, and you can understand the terror of Jiang Fan at this moment.
He is almost in the same state as those with great supernatural powers after suppressing their cultivation.
The transcendence of the soul brings great convenience.
But this is not good in the ancient restricted area.
There were no living people to test on.
"keep going……"
Jiang Fan did not delay and once again led his men towards Tianyuan.
The further you go, the probability of encountering a blockage increases without any doubt.
Wild slaves, ferocious beasts, and weird things keep appearing.
But in Jiang Fan's eyes, those are all experiences and opportunities!
All were accepted with a smile.
His team of wild slaves expanded again.
A semi-saint and an ancient saint were added.
These two people also came to the restricted area and became slaves of the wilderness countless years ago.
The ancient saint's name during his lifetime was Patian Ancestor. He was on the same level as the Tianmei Female Saint, and was at the pinnacle of sainthood.
There were many dangers when subduing him, and half of the Taoist ancestor's body was shattered.
Saint Tianxuan's lips also overflowed with blood, which fell on her spotless white clothes with red spots.
This made Jiang Fan feel distressed. Both of them were his great help.
Especially the Saint Tianxuan, she can't damage her body, otherwise how can she practice in the future?
The half-saint is a decayed old man who is about to die.
Time was suspended after becoming a desert slave. Although he became immortal, he could not return to his youthful appearance.
As he continued to advance, Jiang Fan finally reached the edge of the Tianyuan a month later.
One step further is the bottomless abyss. The dark abyss seems to choose people to eat, which makes people involuntarily feel horrified.
"Do you want to jump down? There is a 90% chance that the Supreme Being is inside..."
Jiang Fan hesitated, but decided to hold off for a while.
Jumping down rashly, don't look at the fact that his team is now bigger.
If the Supreme One makes any changes, if a ray of imperial power is leaked, they will all die.
"I don't know if Huang Nu's identity will make the Supreme hostile, or it is better to be conservative and practice with Xuan Nu'er first."
Jiang Fansi paid, then dismissed the other male slaves, picked up the slim fairy in white clothes and walked towards a huge forest.
After a while, a thin dress, obscene clothes, socks and embroidered shoes were thrown out of the darkness.
A week later, Jiang Fan just walked out of the woods with his mouth wiped, frowning and whispering:
"Something's wrong. Since the last time I went to the dark prison over there, my training with Xuan Nu'er didn't trigger again. Could it be that that time was a dream that didn't exist?"
"No, it shouldn't be a dream. Huang Nu's consciousness is imprisoned deep in that dark place. I have to find a way to meet Xuan Nu'er again..."
Jiang Fan felt a little regretful about this.
Since the last time I saw Xuan Nuer's consciousness, it has never been triggered again.
During this period, no matter how he treated Xuan Nuer, he would always find a way to penetrate deep into the dark place over there.
If Jiang Fan wants to rescue her, he must understand and be familiar with her.
"Hey, I can only study more, but I don't believe it. If you succeed once, you will definitely succeed the second time!"
Next to Tianyuan, he arranged for several saints to cut down giant trees and build himself an ancient version of a luxurious villa.
It happened that there was a lake with clear water next to it, so I settled here.
There is no rush to enter the abyss.
Another point is that at the edge of Tianyuan, there are too many talents and treasures.
Jiang Fan really couldn't bear to leave, he had to gather the wool!
