Chapter 427: Divine Thought Kills

If the remnant soul of the Ten Thousand Poisonous Spirit Python wants to completely devour the soul of the half-Jiao and occupy the body of the half-Jiao, it will take at least three months, and Han Dong will settle down and practice beside the Netherworld Pool.

After cultivating the Qi Sect, you can feed on the essence of the sun and the moon, and the aura, even if you don't eat or drink for several months, there will be no problems with the body, such as those old senior masters, when they want to impact a higher spiritual realm, they will often retreat for a long time, less than a few years, more than ten years, sometimes comprehend the key things, but can not completely grasp them, they will indulge in it, and when they wake up, they may have changed from a middle-aged strong man to a twilight old man, and even more will be in the middle of the determination, the longevity is exhausted, and they will die of old age directly.

Cultivation has always been a struggle against the sky, many things are mysterious, Han Dong can cultivate to the current realm at such an age, it is already extremely demonic, but this is precisely where Han Dong's weakness lies.

There are three pillars of practice.

Exercises, methods, cultivation for the realm, and state of mind perception are three-legged.

Han Dong has very powerful exercises, and the realm of the Martial Arts Twin Sects is already extremely high on earth, except for the kind of spiritual realm that is extremely rare to live in seclusion in the secret realm sect, Han Dong has almost reached the peak, but the state of mind can be described as a mess.

He has gone all the way, from being bullied by others without the power to stepping on the life and death of others at will today, not even a year, which can be described as a step to the sky.

Because he walked too fast and climbed too high, he didn't have time to comprehend many things thoroughly, and he didn't even understand what cultivation was.

This time the retreat in the valley gave Han Dong a chance to think hard and improve his state of mind on his own.

This Netherworld Pool is a place where the cold poison is extremely strong, but this is a great blessing for Han Dong, who has the Ten Thousand Poison Elixir, running the Ten Thousand Poison Elixir, those cold poisons are absorbed, and the original dark blue ice surface begins to turn white over time, obviously, the cold poison is subsiding.

And the medicinal power of the Nether Grass was also being slowly absorbed by Han Dong.

The greatest effect of the Nether Grass was to exercise the Divine Soul, and as the medicinal power of the Nether Grass entered his body, Han Dong felt as if his Divine Soul was frozen, and there were ice blades slashing around his bones, almost dissecting him.

"Don't be discouraged, once your divine soul is lost, you will become an idiot, operate the Great Law of Divine Control, and fuse these medicinal powers into your divine soul. ”

The sudden sound of Tu Shan Xiaoai's prompt in his mind woke up Han Dong, who was almost unconscious, and he hurriedly operated the Dafa of Controlling the Gods.

His consciousness entered another dimension.

As if he was in purgatory, the cold wind was biting, the lightning and thunder roared, he was flanked by thousands of cliffs, and the sea of fire below, and he himself stood on a suspension bridge, in front of which was a very high platform, on the top of the high platform, the sun was shining, but to reach the high platform, it was necessary to climb thousands of steps.

Han Dong took a step towards the high platform.

……

In reality, Han Dong, who was sitting next to the Netherworld Pool, was already covered with a layer of frost, and the whole person was like a lifelike ice sculpture.

Time passed slowly.

Two months later, the cold and yin qi accumulated in the Netherworld Pool for thousands of years has been absorbed by most of the Ten Thousand Poison Elixir, and the Ten Thousand Poison Elixir has been fused with Han Dong, similar to Han Dong's natal magic weapon or the second dantian, the power contained in the Ten Thousand Poison Elixir has increased, and Han Dong's realm will naturally rise.

He was originally an intermediate Qi Sect, and now he has a faint tendency to develop towards a high-level Qi Sect.

There were a total of nine leaves on that Nether Grass, and now four of them had withered, which meant that almost half of the medicinal power had been consumed by Han Dong.

The half-Jiao has long ceased to struggle, and the half-Jiao's own divine consciousness has almost been completely devoured by the remnant soul of the Ten Thousand Poison Spirit Python, and now the remnant soul of the Ten Thousand Poison Spirit Python is the master of this body, and now it is containing and strengthening the divine soul, and it is familiar with this new body.

In the third month, it was already the cold winter of the lunar month, the snowflakes were fluttering, and it was half a month, the snow in the valley became thicker and thicker, Han Dong's whole person was covered with snow, the color of the Netherworld Pool was completely clarified, only the last leaf of the Netherworld Grass was left, and the body of the half-Jiao was still completely mastered by the Ten Thousand Poison Spirit Python, which was entrenched around Han Dong, and was extremely devout to protect the Dharma for Han Dong.

Li Qingyi, who was guarding outside the valley, tried to enter the valley, but was frightened out by Banjiao.

"Chief Li, Immortal Master Han has been in retreat for more than three months, and in three more days, it will be the New Year, nothing will happen to him, right?"

Hu Qingdi stood at the mouth of the valley, looking into the valley from a distance, his face full of anxiety.

Li Qingyi's expression was also very ugly.

"I don't know why, this half-Jiao will stay by his side, not let me wait to get close, it's really hateful, let's wait for the last three days, if he doesn't wake up, I will force my way into the valley. ”

"Forced into the valley?"

Hu Qing looked at Banjiao's huge body, and his heart was worried.

But seeing Li Qingyi's attitude so resolute, he could only lower his head and didn't dare to say anything.

No one can understand how Han Dong feels now.

At this time, in the illusionary consciousness, he had climbed the high platform, the scene changed, he sat on a boulder in the sea, let the waves wash and impact,

I saw that with the operation of the 'Controlling Divine Dafa', streams of invisible spiritual power were churning in his mind.

At this moment, the nine leaves of the Nether Grass had all been refined by Han Dong.

The powerful spiritual power continued to compress, almost turning into substance, and even the air around Han Dong was faintly distorted.

"Whew!"

The sound did not come from the mouth, but exploded in the sea of spiritual consciousness.

I saw that the churning spiritual power instantly condensed to an extreme, and then quickly exploded again, turning into an invisible wave and rolling around.

This invisible wave is like a wave of air, washing away all the snow around it.

Within a radius of 100 zhang centered on Handong, it is like a typhoon passing through.

"It's finally done!"

Han Dong slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, heaven and earth were no longer the same scene in his eyes.

He could clearly see the texture of the withered vines on the cliff more than a kilometer away from him, he could hear the breathing of the small beast at a depth of more than ten meters underground, and he could feel the breathing of Li Qingyi outside the valley and the flow of power in his body.

After the divine thought is completed, not only do people have five senses, but they also begin to see the world with a magical sixth sense.

In the scope of Han Dong's divine consciousness, not only all life and objects were clearly observed by him, but even the invisible spiritual power between heaven and earth could be seen by him.

In the eyes of ordinary people, the Netherworld Pool was just a relatively cold and silent deep pool, but in Han Dong's divine thoughts, the sky above the Netherworld Pool was shrouded in a gray-black gloomy aura, but now it was very small.

"The Dafa of Controlling Gods is really powerful, much stronger than ordinary Divine Refining Techniques. ”

Han Dong sighed.

The boundary of his divine thoughts stretched for about three kilometers, enough to envelop the entire valley. All the movements in the valley could not escape his vision.

High-level Qi Sect, the condensed divine thoughts, are only one kilometer away.

Although Han Dong's realm is now an intermediate Qi Sect, his divine thoughts have steadily stepped into the spiritual realm, and even many spiritual realms are not as powerful as his divine thoughts.

Han Dong glanced at a dead tree with the thick mouth of a bowl hundreds of meters away.

"Click. ”

Just a glance, the bowl of thick dead trees actually exploded directly, turning into sawdust flying around.

"Hehe, now I don't need to use the Hundred Steps Divine Fist at all, I can kill people just by looking at me. ”

This is the horror of the power of the divine mind, when the power of the divine mind grows to a certain extent, it can be condensed into a substantial power, killing people invisibly.

Han Dong is confident that now with one look, he can make the master of the late stage of internal strength an idiot.

It's not Qi Zong, I'm afraid I can't even bear a look from him.

"Now that the Divine Mind has been cultivated, let me break through the middle stage of the Qi Sect and reach the late stage in one go. ”

Han Dong closed his eyes tightly again and began to attack the barrier.

……

Three days passed in a flash.

Li Qingyi, who had been waiting anxiously outside the valley, finally couldn't bear it.

"Can't wait any longer. ”

Apparently, she was ready to force her way into the valley.

Hu Qing looked at Banjiao, who was lying at the mouth of the valley, blocking the way, and his face was full of panic.

"This, how did you break in. ”

At this moment, a crisp shout came from behind the two

"Dad. ”

Li Qingyi and Hu Qing were both startled, and hurriedly turned their heads, only to see two figures running quickly in the direction of Gukou. 、

"Miao Miao?"

The girl was Hu Qing's daughter, Hu Miaomiao, and there was a sturdy man in a mountaineering suit, whose face was full of anxiety and shrouded in a dark cloud.

"Miao Miao, why are you here, and who is this?"

Hu Qing looked at his daughter who suddenly appeared, his face full of surprise.

"Dad, this person is going to pester me and bring him here, and if I don't bring him, he'll kill me. ”

Hu Miaomiao suddenly threw herself into Hu Qing's arms, hugged Hu Qing and cried.

"Good boy, you are so arrogant, see that I don't kill you. ”

Hu Qing loves Hu Miaomiao very much, and he has always been unable to beat or scold, but at this moment, he heard that someone was bullying his daughter and bullied him in front of him, which was unbearable.

"I think I've seen you?"

Li Qingyi frowned and looked at the man in the mountaineering suit, frowning slightly, obviously thinking about memories.

I saw that the other party said with an anxious face:

"Yes, Miss Li, I am Mr. Han's driver, my name is Gao Dexiang, Mr. Han, I have something urgent to find him, I want to see him immediately. ”

"It turned out to be a little driver, hmph, Han Xianshi is in retreat and penance, and he will not see any guests. ”

Hu Qing put on a vicious posture. "If you dare to shout and disturb Immortal Master Han again, I will definitely not spare you. ””

"I'm in retreat, but this thing burns my eyebrows, what should I do. ”、

"No, we can't delay. ”

He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot.

Li Qingyi was about to ask him what was wrong, when an earth-shattering long whistle suddenly came from the valley.

This howl swayed upward, straight into the nine heavens, the sound shook all over the wilderness, and even the leaves hundreds of meters away from the valley were shaken continuously, and everyone in the valley felt dizzy and their ears roared.

Li Qingyi let out a long sigh of relief and spoke.

"Don't worry, he's out of customs. ”

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