Xuanhuang three scriptures are cultivated, under the growth of spirit and spirit, Ye Zhuo's strength is far better than that of ordinary monks of the same realm, that is, there is a possibility of a battle if he crosses the level, and after the thousand feathers of wind and thunder wings are upgraded by one or two grades as he wishes, it may not be impossible to win in battle, because of this, Ye Zhuo has always had full confidence to crush the monks of the same realm. But Ye Zhuo also knew in his heart that his strength was strong enough, but he was still a few points away from truly crushing the monks of the same level.

Ye Zhuo absolutely believed that among those great sects, or the two mountains and three islands with a deeper background, there must be people who are much more talented than themselves, even if their cultivation methods and skills are a few points worse than the Xuanhuang Three Classics they cultivate, but under the more abundant various resources, they can definitely cultivate a strength that is not worse than their own, and it is very likely that someone may be a little better than themselves. The inheritance of thousands of years is not just by luck, but by chance.

But when it comes to all kinds of accidents and all kinds of pains in the cultivation process, among monks of the same age, Ye Zhuo doesn't think that anyone else can experience more than himself.

There is no supreme family like the first world, two mountains and three islands, and there is no door-to-door sect like the Nebula Sect, although there are also a lot of chances, and there are many spiritual grass and spiritual things, but Ye Zhuo can go to this day, and he can cultivate from a rookie who does not enter the stream to today's Jindan realm in just a few years, and one chance after another definitely plays an extremely important role, from the Xuanhuang Three Classics that have been obtained one after another, to the Great Demon Suppression Array in the Southern Wasteland Realm, to the Demon Prison, to the deep stream of white bones, and until the things in the Secret Realm of the Sunset, all of them are the same.

However, even if there is a chance and a coincidence, not just any person can achieve such results like Ye Zhuo, these just make Ye Zhuo's path clearer, more targeted, and less at a loss.

Ye Zhuo's ability to cultivate to the current realm and his current strength depends more on his own diligent cultivation and hard work, and more on his perseverance.

There is no such clever formation assistance, there are not so many precious pills to supplement, and there has never been a predecessor who protects the Dharma for himself, whether it is physical body refining, or soul refining, or realm breakthrough, many times, Ye Zhuo needs to go through some painful refining before he can gain something, in just a few years, similar things Ye Zhuo has experienced many times, even many people who are older than him and have a higher realm may not have such rich experience as him, think about the Heavenly Thunder Quenching Body, the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Refining Soul, it can be seen, these are not things that a Foundation Building Realm monk should encounter and experience。

It is not an exaggeration to say that Ye Zhuo's experience has far exceeded his realm, whether it is his age of twenty or the realm of the early stage of Jindan. Ye Zhuo himself thought so, before entering the dangerous place today, Ye Zhuo felt that he should be stable for a long time, after all, the golden pill has been completed, and the next cultivation is to slowly polish the golden pill step by step, there is no trickery, even if it is a disciple of the great sect, a child of a family like two mountains and three islands in the first life, there is no shortcut at all, the difference is only that there is a good pill, with the assistance of a high-grade spiritual object, the cultivation can be smoother and more convenient, but it is probably not much faster than Ye Zhuo Xuanhuang Spiritual Sutra devouring all things for his own use。

I didn't want to, I went into the dangerous place to look for demon birds and wanted to get some spirit wings, so I encountered things that I hadn't experienced before.

First, he was used as an introduction by the power of the curse, and the breath came from an unknown distance, and two completely different qi and different strengths were condensed in his sea of consciousness to erode the soul.

Although it is the first time that the experience of being taken away by someone is still within the scope of Ye Zhuo's cognition, at most, the other party's spells are subtle enough, the means are mysterious enough, and the strength of the person behind it may be strong enough. This is nothing, if it is really face-to-face, it may still be a big trouble, just casting a spell through the air with the power of a curse, it does not threaten Ye Zhuo at all, as for the pain caused by the other party's soul snatching and devouring soul, it is even more nothing to Ye Zhuo, even if he allows the other party to withdraw and devour, it will not be more unbearable for Ye Zhuo than when he was tempered by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Qi Thunder Light under the deep stream of the white bones of his own Cloud Island.

Moreover, the most important thing is that the other party's magic method actually did not bring any substantial losses to Ye Zhuo, and after he had to devour the other party to replenish himself, Ye Zhuo didn't care about the little pain when the origin of the divine soul was stripped away, compared to the harvest obtained, that is, the pain was doubled, and Ye Zhuo would not have a little bit of unhappiness in his heart, on the contrary, it was more satisfaction and surprise.

At the beginning of the rotation of the Divine Soul Origin, Ye Zhuo knew that the benefits contained in that figure were very rich, but it was not until he completely disintegrated it and concentrated on refining and absorbing it that Ye Zhuo realized that he was still underestimating. If it weren't for such a figure, he wanted to cultivate the Innocent Sutra to the Dacheng Realm, I don't know how many years it would take, and how many spiritual things would be needed to achieve it, but at this moment, it was only half an hour, Ye Zhuo had already felt that his divine soul had gone up to a higher level, becoming more pure, or much closer to the Innocent Realm.

What made Ye Zhuo even more surprised was the throbbing that he had sensed when he was fighting with that figure before, and Ye Zhuo at that time searched carefully and couldn't find where the throbbing came from, only to be cautious and vigilant, but it was useless, it did not disappear silently as Ye Zhuo hoped, as it quietly appeared, just when Ye Zhuo was refining the breath in the sea of consciousness, and was enjoying the comfortable protection brought by it, it suddenly burst out.

The throbbing meaning that was nowhere to be found before, when the power suddenly burst out, it was also everywhere, and in an instant, Ye Zhuo felt that every place in his body and every subtle cell burst out with an expanding force. This feeling is a bit strange, Ye Zhuo has never experienced it, it is like being stuffed into his body with countless small balloons that are expanding, not only in the blood of the flesh, but also in the dantian meridians, and even in the sea of divine soul consciousness, for a while, Ye Zhuo thought of picking up fat pigs when he was a child on Cloud Island for the New Year, and taking a gas pipe to blow up his hair.

I have been cautious and guarded, but I didn't expect that the throbbing intention would lead to such a situation, Ye Zhuo was surprised in his heart, feeling that although the speed around his body was not fast, but the continuous swelling force, thinking of a big white pig that was fully ventilated, round and round, Ye Zhuo couldn't help but shiver, secretly shook his head and immediately urged Zhenyuan, Ye Zhuo didn't want to be a dignified Jindan monk, and he was also blown up like that.

When there was no prestige, Ye Zhuo was jealous in his heart, and after it really showed its power, Ye Zhuo didn't feel anything, although he had never encountered this kind of bulging thing everywhere, and he had never heard of it before, but Ye Zhuo didn't think that it could hurt himself, even if it was distracted, the Jindan realm was not a decoration, enough to suppress them all until they were annihilated.

However, such a determined mind flashed and disappeared, and was soon replaced by astonishment. Just because, as soon as he urged, Ye Zhuo found that his true yuan was the same as his normal cultivation Zhou Tian flow, and he was not hindered at all, in other words, he did not touch the bulging force at all, let alone suppress it back, as if there was an invisible barrier between the two, or they were in different voids.

The true yuan is useless, the divine consciousness and divine thoughts are incompetent, and he is horrified in his heart, but Ye Zhuo has no more means, especially when he has to deal with those wandering breaths in the soul of the sea of knowledge, he no longer wants to, Ye Zhuo can only hold on to the top, and wants to use his cultivation in the Jindan realm, as well as the flesh body that also surpasses Xiaocheng's progress towards the Dacheng realm, and the power of the next life that continues to swell.

It was also at this time that Ye Zhuo discovered that everywhere around his body, including the bulging in the soul of the sea god, was not really expanding, all this was just a feeling of his own, but this feeling was too real, if it wasn't for the corner of his eye, and then urging his gaze and divine sense to sweep his body, if there was no change at all, Ye Zhuo would really feel that he had been blown into a bulging ball.

Things are getting more and more weird, more and more beyond Ye Zhuo's cognition, but it also makes Ye Zhuo's mind settle down, even if it feels real, it is just a feeling, as long as it doesn't really blow up his body or soul, just a feeling, Ye Zhuo doesn't feel that he will not be able to hold on, but it's a pity that there are still those breaths in the sea of consciousness that must be dealt with, otherwise at this time, maybe directly restrain his spiritual sense, and nothing else is enough.

When he really faced it, Ye Zhuo found that he was a little optimistic too early, but it was indeed as he expected, and finally withstood it, but the feeling of swelling was so real, Ye Zhuo felt that he was blown up a little bit, and later, Ye Zhuo even felt that his body and soul were rising to the extreme, and it burst directly, and the last burst was the most painful time, that is, Ye Zhuo's brows were furrowed in all kinds of pain, and even his body couldn't help swinging, and then returned to calm.