A thick medicinal power, like a flood, once again filled the meridians of the whole body, and one after another the medicinal power circulated around Su Chen's body, and finally turned into Dao spiritual power, merging into Su Chen's dantian, which was originally like a bottomless pit, there was a sense of Dao flatulence in an instant, Su Chen raised his eyebrows, pinched the seal, and compressed the spiritual power into a drop of pale white spiritual liquid.

"One drop, two drops, three drops", Su Chen used his spiritual power to perceive the changes in the spiritual liquid in the dantian, and finally lived up to Su Chen's expectations, the spiritual power of the dantian had already undergone a qualitative change. If there were other cultivators here, they would definitely be shocked, and Su Chen's condensation speed was too terrifying. You must know that even if you enter the condensation realm, there is a big difference.

When you first enter the condensation realm, you can basically use the condensed spiritual liquid to measure a person's standard. Ordinary cultivators can generally condense three drops of spiritual liquid when they enter the condensation qi, and those with relatively good talents can generally only condense ten drops, and some gifted cultivators can only condense twenty drops.

Su Chen had just started to condense the spiritual liquid, and there were three drops, and they couldn't help but be shocked. Of course, Su Chen didn't know much about these, if he knew, he would probably be ruthlessly narcissistic, how fucking spicy I am. Of course, that's all for later. "Five, six, seven...... Fifteen drops", Su Chen said silently in his heart.

After the young man reached the tenth drop, every drop of spiritual liquid condensed would consume a large amount of Su Chen's spiritual power and mind, no wonder it would take years or even decades, or even a lifetime, for a cultivator to reach a realm that every level he ascended. If someone was here now, they would definitely know the difficulty of Su Chen's cultivation.

I saw Su Chen's forehead sweating, as if he was a farmer who had been busy from morning to night, under the scorching sun, it was impossible not to sweat. Su Chen continued to stare intently, "Twenty-one drops, twenty-two drops, twenty-three drops...... Twenty-six drops", Su Chen's originally calm expression instantly burst into waves.

"Twenty-six drops", Su Chen dragged his tired expression, and suddenly burst out with a touch of essence and shouted. In an instant, a pale yellow light in Su Chen's body rose into the sky, and the vast aura spread out in an instant. With a wave of Su Chen's one hand, a sword that was enough to make the hearts of all the peak masters of the late Yellow Order palpitate, and with a snap of his fingers, he destroyed thirty or forty barrel-thick pine trees, which were instantly shattered.

Even if the Xuan-rank master is here, he can't help but palpitate, and the aura exuding from Su Chen's body may not be comparable to even the old Xuan-level early stage master. "It's not bad", Su Chen gently clenched one hand into a fist and said lightly. "The next thing should be to condense the divine sense," Su Chen continued.

Divine consciousness is the most basic skill of a cultivator, and even many cultivators use divine consciousness to measure whether a cultivator has entered the realm of condensing qi. Therefore, for thousands of years, countless cultivators have condensed their divine consciousness to author. Divine Sense, as a special attack skill of the soul and spirit, is still very difficult to cultivate.

Just like condensing the spiritual liquid in the dantian, the number of drops condensed is the best. Ordinary cultivators can generally condense two or three, while those with good talent can generally condense eight or nine, and ordinary cultivators with extraordinary talents can condense about eighteen. Su Chen sat down and rested. Then he started the path of cultivation.

"Fruit of Divine Sense", Su Chen took the Fruit of Divine Sense out of his backpack and took it in one go, and suddenly a strange spiritual power and soul power swept away. Su Chen ran and pinched the seal, and the mud palace pill that had not changed between his eyebrows trembled magically. Su Chen's mind was empty and he closed his eyes gently.

Immediately, his consciousness also turned into a pale yellow mang, entering Su Chen's Mud Palace Pill. Whew, Su Chen entered the Mud Palace Pill, the seemingly ordinary Mud Palace Pill, Su Chen, who entered at this time, couldn't help but be shocked, the vast Mud Palace Pill was like the universe, vast and boundless. Su Chen's consciousness was in the universe.

As soon as Su Chen raised his eyes, the boundless mud palace pill still made Su Chen not calm down. Su Chen was in the black universe, sitting cross-legged, pinching the seal, and countless divine senses turned into a pale yellow beam of light and flew away, condensing above Su Chen's head. One by one, two, three or four, one after another, flew over.

Above Su Chen's head, it slowly turned into a star, and the originally vague star slowly became staring at this time. Su Chen couldn't help but feel a touch of joy in his heart, he didn't expect to condense a Divine Sense Moment so quickly, which was a bit unexpected for him.

"One, two, three", Su Chen said silently in his heart, if there were other cultivators here, his jaw would definitely fall in shock, and it would be too demonic to condense three Divine Consciousness Stars in such a short time. You must know that when you have a divine sense, when you are at the peak of your cultivation Dao, you are no worse than cultivating your spiritual power. "Ten, eleven", Su Chen pinched Xuan Ao's handprint and continued to recite silently.

After a little effort, bursts of sweat broke out on Su Chen's forehead. Su Chen had already prepared, and at this time he also felt a sense of weakness in his body, this divine consciousness was condensed, the first ten were fine, but the tenth, each time one was condensed, it would take twice as much of his mind.

Su Chen couldn't help but sigh, it's okay if the spiritual power is overdrawn, but if this mental power is overdrawn, it won't be ten days and half a month, but it will be difficult to cultivate back. Suddenly, a touch of perseverance flashed in Su Chen's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and changed his hands again, anyway, he had already come here, he didn't mind being cruel to himself a little more, it was a big deal, he had time to recuperate.

"Twenty-two, twenty-three...... Twenty-six", when Su Chen silently recited, the twenty-sixth Divine Consciousness Hour, Su Chen's originally sluggish aura suddenly erupted with an astonishing momentum, and with a bang, an invisible divine consciousness swept around like a wave.

"Two hundred and fifty meters, two hundred and ninety meters, three hundred and sixty meters...... Eight hundred and ninety-nine meters", when Su Chen's divine sense scanned eight hundred and ninety-nine meters, he stopped for a while, Su Chen closed his eyes and carefully felt the place where his divine sense had scanned, and suddenly a vast map appeared in Su Chen's mind, and the flowers and trees on the ground were presented like a three-dimensional movie, extremely clear.

No matter from which angle you look at, you can clearly see the leaves on a grass and a tree, and even the lines on the leaves can be clearly observed in Su Chen's eyes. Su Chen looked at the ground again, and under the ground, dozens of earthworms that were still wriggling suddenly came into view.

Su Chen raised his eyebrows, and immediately withdrew his divine sense. With this divine sense, there is no need to panic even if you encounter a spiritual attack. However, as far as Su Chen knew, the ancient martial artists had not yet heard of cultivating spiritual or soul-type attack methods.