Inside the secret room, Ye Chen's face was pale, and his whole body was shaking unconsciously. Every part of his skin was tumbling and shaking. It seemed that there were countless little mice underneath, which were constantly getting in and out, layer by layer of film. Is constantly changing.
If you look closely, you will find that it shines like a magic weapon.
Obviously...
Is this "Eight Nine Profound Art" or from the outside to the inside, completely changing Ye Chen's body.
"Hold it, hold it..."
At this time, Ye Chen also displayed unprecedented endurance, enduring the pain while secretly admonishing himself.
"You must hold back and don't faint, otherwise you will lose all your efforts!"
You must know that he is now practicing "Eight-Nine Profound Art" by using the essence of the magic weapons in front of him to temper every part of his body. It is an extremely dangerous behavior. It is like walking a tightrope above the sky. A little carelessness will end up to pieces...
Under this circumstance, Ye Chen unexpectedly entered a very peculiar realm. The whole person seemed to sleep but not to sleep, and seemed to be awake but not awake... But there was an ethereal spirit in the sea of consciousness.
Suddenly, a thought emerged in his sea of consciousness, like an electric flint.
"The mind can control all kinds of spirits. The pain of the flesh is also a kind of spirit. If you can use your heart to eliminate this painful feeling of the flesh, you can control your own spirit and understand the principles of the soul... The human body is without pain. , Only the spirit has pain, the dead don’t know the pain, the living knows the pain!"
"Use your heart to control pain...Is this the secret of cultivating the eight or nine profound arts?"
Ye Chen didn’t know that this passage was something that every cultivator of the Eighth Nine Profound Art had encountered, or his personal opportunity, but he knew that there was a profound truth in it. A flash of lightning flashed, and in almost an instant, Ye Chen touched the mystery of the spirit and the body.
He seemed to have caught a trace of painful spirit in the sea of knowledge.
"Erase...pain!"
In an instant.
Ye Chen, who was enduring the pain, suddenly felt a burst of comfort from all over his body, and could no longer feel a bit of pain.
"It actually works?"
There was a touch of joy on his face, and Ye Chen said with excitement.
In this way, the threshold for cultivating the eight or nine profound arts is basically gone. As long as he continuously collects resources, he can continuously improve this profound arts... Even if the resources needed later are massive, this problem may be for others. It's as difficult as climbing.
But for Ye Chen, it was just a matter of traveling a few more worlds!
"call--"
In a blink of an eye, half a year passed.
And Ye Chen is still tempering his physical body in the method of "Eight. Nine Profound Art", and his pores are faintly infiltrated with a lot of congestion, and some are not obvious, like small ones. Scum like black particles.
This is a very deep impurity hidden in his body, and it was also "squeezed out" during the process of tempering his body.
In this way, Ye Chen also clearly felt that his own body, like a piece of fine iron, became a piece of fine steel after all these hard work!
Not only that, he has a feeling...
The muscles of his whole body can be soft into a ball of cotton, or hard into a piece of steel.
Physical strength, explosiveness, endurance, strengthen again!
"Legend... After the physical body has been cultivated to the advanced realm, it can even be broken and regenerated. Even if the head is cut off, it can still survive... If it goes up a little bit, it is rebirth from a drop of blood, even if it is being killed. The body is broken to pieces, as long as there is any drop of blood on the whole body, a piece of fur remains, you can regain your true body..."
And above the blood rebirth, there is another realm, that is, immortality!
However, Ye Chen didn't know much about this high state.
Even in the "Eight Nine Profound Art", it is still unclear.
of course……
Ye Chen wouldn't doubt that the dignified Taoist ancestor would entertain himself and leave this unproven thing.
And these undoubtedly pointed out the direction for him!
Another six months have passed...
Today, Ye Chen’s expression on his face is very strange. It is clear that he is enduring a terrible torture. Not only is every inch of skin on his body being cut by a knife, as if it is late, the bone meridians are also crushed by an inch, and then Reshape, crush, reshape...
As someone else, even if it is really able to survive this kind of pain, I am afraid that it is already painful and hideous, and the whole person is like a madman, full of resentment.
But on Ye Chen's face, there was not only no pain, but a look of enjoyment like a spring breeze.
The corner of his mouth even revealed a touch, like a statue of Buddha in the Jinshan Temple, above the Great Hall of the Great Heroes, with a smile that seems to be detached from everything, see through the world, and mysterious.
unknown.
I am afraid that he is experiencing something extremely relaxing and happy.
"Here is the heart, moved by the mind, turning bitterness into happiness, the sea of bitterness is boundless, looking back is the other side of bliss..."
For some reason, in the process of cultivation, Ye Chen wiped out the painful spirit in the sea of knowledge, but he seemed to realize that in the Buddhist scriptures, the so-called bliss state of great freedom, not only did not feel the slightest pain, but transformed the pain. Become pleasure, the whole person enters a state of enjoyment.
In this case, his progress in practicing "Eight. Nine Profound Art" was also extremely rapid.
now……
Ye Chen’s skin has a faint golden light, just like the Buddha statue in the temple, and it seems to be wearing golden armor. The bones and meridians are the same, and the body is slender, but it maintains an extremely perfect proportion. In the seemingly inconspicuous body, there is an extremely terrifying power hidden.
"Crack, click—"
But seeing the pile of magic treasures originally piled aside, suddenly there was a muffled noise.
Those magic weapons and artifacts shining with strange luster and power are also extraordinary. At this moment, all of them seem to have passed through endless years.
Not only was the whole body dull and dull, but the inside also seemed to be drained of essence, fragile.
But the sound just now was the final moan of these rotten and ruined magic weapons...
"It's a pity."
Feeling the power coming from his body, Ye Chen also took a pity at the pile of magic weapons on the ground, and stood up calmly. On the slender and slender fingers, there was a palpitation of sword aura.
Afterwards, he stroked his arm gently.
"clang--"
The seemingly weak skin actually made the sound of gold and iron fighting, and the whole body trembled slightly, and it easily dissolved this sword energy!
