Chapter 909: Open up the field!

On the second day, third day, fourth day, and on the sixth night, his physical strength was no longer inferior to that of the little dragon girl. At the same time, he was full of energy, and he could return to the truth at any time and open up the spiritual realm.
For the past six days, Zen Master Huan Kong and Sun Xiaochan have been guarding the Dharma, watching Zhang Jun go through the catastrophe of turning his body at an incredible speed, and couldn't help but marvel. You must know that when they encountered Zhang Jun's severe physical retreat back then, it was also a mortal situation.Even if they survived with the pill, it would take at least one or two years to slowly recover.It is definitely impossible to be like Zhang Jun. He completely recovered in just six or seven days.
On the seventh day, Zhang Jun took seven supernatural pill in turn. Every time he took one, he seemed to hear a thunder in his body, and his body would undergo an earth-shaking change. When he took the seventh pill, he felt that an elusive that had been hidden in his body broke with a "click", and infinite power was born.
He immediately understood what was going on, and the second gene lock was officially opened! In the secret cube technology that Xiaoqiang cracked, the gene lock technology was used, but the death rate was extremely high. There are currently three levels of gene lock. According to Xiaoqiang's translation, the first level has three changes, which are called the three changes of the ordinary fetus, and he has already opened; the second level has six changes, called the holy fetal change, he The first change of the holy fetus is now opened; the third nine changes, called the divine fetal change.
When the three changes of the fetus reach the extreme, the pure physical strength is roughly equivalent to the peak of the half-step magical power; the strongest change of the six changes of the holy fetus can compete with the sage figures; as for the nine changes of the womb, it is even more remarkable, with Xiaoqiang's It is estimated that that should be the combat effectiveness of Da Luo and Hun Yuan level.
When the holy fetus changed, his physical strength continued to increase, one hundred thousand catties, two hundred thousand catties, three hundred thousand catties, and it didn't stop until 360,000 catties! The strength of the pure physical body reached a terrifying 360,000 jin, Zhang Ju had a refreshing feeling of destroying the sky with one hand, and he couldn't help but scream up to the sky.
Sun Xiaochan chuckled and said, "Good boy, this strength is so scary!"
Zen Master Huan Kong was stunned, and said, "With this strength, I'm afraid that I can kill the Guizhen monk, Amitabha, good and good!"
In fact, the medicinal power of Jingshen Recipe is far from over. According to the records of Dan Recipe, the follow-up effect will be revealed in the next two or three years. In other words, Zhang Jun is likely to reach the level of four changes, five changes, and even six changes in the holy fetus within two or three years.
The hardship of turning the body back finally passed. Zhang Jun looked into the sea and found that the little tortoise was wandering in it leisurely.His previous divine power, true power and essence of his body were all shrunk into a pill, like a block. Diamond-like inlaid on the turtle shell. At this moment, he was supposed to open up the spiritual realm, but suddenly he had no sense of direction.
Opening up a spiritual realm is definitely a technical activity. Before that, he had consulted Xiaolongnv, Sunma, Wu Bo, Xuanhong and other returnees, but everyone's situation was different, and his situation was completely different from everyone before.
The little dragon girl opened up the spiritual realm, turning the accumulated power into a sword of light, and directly cut out a world; while Xuan Hong would make this group of energy keep rotating and slowly expand the space. As for myself, which method should I choose? It seems that neither method is appropriate!
Zen Master Huan Kong and Sun Xiaochan both saw the doubts Zhang Jun faced, but neither of them had a word. At this time, no one could help Zhang Jun. A suggestion that I think is appropriate may not be the right one, and maybe it will harm him.
Zhang Jun thought left and right, not knowing how to start. But at this moment, the little tortoise shook his head suddenly, his tiny tail flicked left and right twice, and his eyes shot two red lights. The red light broke through the barrier and entered the deepest part of the wasteland. Then the little tortoise swung its limbs, carrying Zhang Jun's energy and spirit, turning into a golden light, and breaking into the wasteland. Its power is so powerful that it is the Emperor Xiansheng. Wrong is this place is the only treasure place in the Zen forest where reality and imaginary coexist. His move will surely cause panic in the lower realm.
This scene shocked all three people present, and Zhang Jun murmured, "Where is this tortoise taking my power?"
After all, that power is the place where his spirit rests, so no matter how far away, he can feel what the little turtle is doing. It wanders in the wasteland at an incredible speed, whether it is a dangerous place where reality and reality are born, or a life forbidden zone that no one has entered in ancient times; whether it is a weird ancient site or a strange place where a hundred people live, it cannot be allowed. It stays for a while.
Little tortoise, or Xiao Mao just swayed in the wasteland like this, it was hundreds of millions of miles away in one breath. At this speed, Zhang Jun received too much information in mass production, so much that he couldn't distinguish it, so he could only watch the excitement like a horse.
One hour, two hours, and one day passed, Sun Xiaochan finally couldn't help it, and said: "Zhang Jun, what the are you doing? Does it take so long to open up the spiritual realm? I only used a quarter of an hour back then!"
Zhang Jun gave a smile that was uglier than crying: "Senior, if I say it hasn't been opened yet, do you believe it?" Then, he told Huan Kong and Sun Xiaochan about the details of the process.
At the beginning, Sun Xiaochan was still calm and gentle, but when he heard Xiao Mao's origin and strangeness, he couldn't help shouting, "Is that golden light just now the tortoise? Those two red lights, Is it shot out of its eyes?"
Zen Master Huankong's body kept trembling, he stammered to Sun Xiaochan and said, "Brother, no... won't you hunt for treasure turtles?"
Zhang Jun clearly saw a horrified expression flashing in Sun Xiaochan's eyes, and then he swallowed his saliva and said, "Good fortune, great fortune! This is a treasure hunter! It is said that in the age of mythology, God Haotian once borrowed It opens up wasteland and builds heaven! I didn't expect it to be on you!"
Zen Master Huan Kong's eyes widened fiercely, and he shouted: "Daoyou Zhang, you have made a lot of money! The treasure hunting turtle does not fall into a treasure-free land. It is helping you find a geomantic treasure in the wasteland so as to open up a spiritual realm! "
Zhang Junyi was taken aback: "Is there still such a saying?"
Zen Master Huan Kong explained to him:
Of course people don’t care about this. As long as the horse spirit and the wasteland are connected, they can open up the spiritual realm at any time. But in this way, it depends on the luck. People with good luck can be in The treasure land in the wasteland opens up the spiritual realm. In this way, the spiritual realm will be very stable and helpful to one's own cultivation. But if it is placed in a bad place, such as near the nest of a beast in the heartland, or close to the forbidden area of ​​life Wait, then the spiritual realm may collapse at any time, causing the monk to die."
Sun Xiaochan further explained: "About one out of every one hundred returned cultivators will go to the evil and dangerous places. That is definitely bad luck, either death or injury. And out of every one hundred returned cultivators, there will be about one. Treasure land, a smooth journey. Look at the small world that exists today, its core spiritual realm, which one was not built on the treasure land?"
Zhang Jun did not expect to say this. Whether it is Xiaolongnv or Uncle Wu's grandmother, he has never told him about this situation. He couldn't help but startled in a cold sweat and said: "It was my carelessness! But fortunately, Xiao Mao should be able to Have you found a treasure land?"
"That is inevitable." Zen Master Huan Kong looked expectantly, "I really want to know where your spiritual realm will be built!"
Sun Xiaochan said: "The wasteland is endless, and there are countless treasures, and the treasures are divided into low-grade treasures, middle-grade treasures, high-grade treasures, unrivaled treasures, and even rarer spiritual lands, Tao realms, sacred land, etc. This treasure hunting turtle, at least Want to find you a top-grade treasure too, right?"
Zhang Junqing knew that the two people in front of him were very experienced in cultivation, and they had nothing to do, so he took the opportunity to ask them about their difficulties in practice. Unconsciously, another day passed. On the second day, Zhang Jun was sharing the "Yunwuxian Tea" brewed with Shendan with the two, when he suddenly noticed that Xiaomao stopped.
At this time, Xiaomao is in a vast ocean, the sea is purple, and the surface of the sea is full of purple, sometimes quiet and level like a mirror; sometimes the waves are undulating, and the huge waves are empty. Zhang Jun took a deep breath, and felt that there was an extremely strong atmosphere of the Great Avenue in this purple ocean, yes, it was the atmosphere of the Great Avenue!
"Is it actually a Dao domain?" Zhang Jun's heart beat wildly, and he forgot to swallow the Yunwuxian tea he had in his mouth, with a look of dementia.
"What's the matter?" Sun Xiaochan asked hurriedly.
"A boundless purple ocean contains the laws of the great road!" Zhang Jun murmured, "Little Mao seems to be stopping here!"
"Puff!" Sun Xiaochan sprayed the tea in his mouth cleanly, spraying it all on Zen Master Huan Kong's face.
Zen Master Huan Kong was too late to wipe off the tea. He excitedly asked, "What is the purple ocean? What kind of Dao law?"
Zhang Jun couldn't answer, because Xiaomao's eyes shot red light again, shining in all directions of the purple ocean. After a while, its little tail shook, and then flew towards the purple ocean with lightning bolts, and arrived in no time. The next moment, it came to an island in the middle of the sea.
This island is very large, emitting a five-color light, and rushing straight to the sky. There is no soil on the ground of the island, all of it is a kind of colorful crystals, radiating multicolored divine light constantly, which seems to contain fragments of the law of the road. At the very center of the island, there is a lake with a radius of hundreds of miles. The lake is full of colorful divine liquids, and the atmosphere of the avenue inside is thousands of times stronger than the colorful crystals!
Xiao Mao glanced at the island with satisfaction, and then plunged into the lake of the five-color magic liquid. The next moment, the power on its back hailed. Many supernatural powers, the power of Taiqing, the power of Yuqing, the power of Shangqing, the power of emperor lotus, and the great real power of Xianwu hail at this moment.
At first it was a point, and then used it as the center of the sphere to radiate toward the surroundings. Zhang Jun felt his divine spirit spread out on this island, one hundred miles, one thousand miles, ten thousand miles, one hundred thousand miles, one hundred. Thousands of miles, in the end it enveloped the island as a whole, and then extended a distance of hundreds of thousands of miles before stopping.