Chapter Fifty-Seven: Six Elephants, Four Together, One Dragon
"Fusion is the first step into the path of cultivation, and the realm of the spiritual path can only be regarded as enlightenment, and only after there is the path of integration can you truly enter the world of cultivators. ”
"After that, there are six elephants, four combinations, unity, and dragons, and the first images return to the dragon. After the fusion of the Dao, there is the realm of six elephants, with the power of one elephant. ”
"Without further ado, from now on, the six of us will protect the way for you. Jian Er said a few words, and then let Su Fan start to melt the Dao.
Su Fan was not ambiguous, sat down on the spot, and surrounded Su Fan in the middle with the six swords, also sitting cross-legged.
With a flick of Jian Er's fingers, a milky white pill flew towards Su Fan, and said, "This is the highest quality Rongdao Pill, taking it can speed up the speed of Rongdao." ”
Reaching out to take it, Su Fan did not hesitate at all, and threw it directly into his mouth, he knew that Jian Er would not harm him.
The entrance of the elixir turned into a blazing torrent and went straight to the spirit platform.
Close your eyes and concentrate and look inwardly at the altar.
The torrent formed by the Rong Dao Dan rushed on the spiritual platform, but it did not melt into the spiritual platform, but made a loud sound.
Little by little, the altar began to melt.
"Ahh
"Hold on to your heart!" Jian Er's low shout sounded in Su Fan's ears, and then the six swordsmen pinched the seal in their hands at the same time, and the aura lingered on their fingertips.
With a finger, six spiritual qi hit Su Fan's body, gradually enveloping Su Fan.
Suddenly I felt a chill on my body, which relieved the pain caused by the spiritual platform.
The altar is still slowly melting, and the process of melting is extremely painful, like pouring hot oil on your body.
Soon, Su Fan's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, his teeth were clenched, and his face was hideous.
And this melting process will last for several hours, which is undoubtedly a great test of will.
The altar melted very slowly, melting into drops of golden liquid dripping, and gradually forming a puddle of golden liquid underneath the altar.
An hour passed, and about a third of the altar melted.
Su Fan's clothes were already soaked with sweat, and his originally handsome face had become hideous and terrifying, and his body was shaky and a little weak.
"Hold on, it's over in two hours. Jian Er let out a low sigh and at the same time increased the intensity of the spiritual energy transmission.
"Sure enough, the stronger the Spirit Dao realm, the more painful it will be when the Dao is fused. Jian Liu looked at Su Fan's painful appearance and sighed.
"But it's also stronger after Rongdao. Jian Wu, who had always been silent, spoke, and he and Jian San, Jian Si rarely spoke, because they felt that the matter of moving was left to Jian Yi, Jian 2 and Jian Liu.
"That's right, the more painful Rongdao is, the stronger it will be later, Su Fan, hold on. Jian shouted loudly, his tone full of eagerness.
Su Fan looked at the Lingtai to himself, watching the Lingtai melt little by little, with every drop of melting, the pain would rise, and the effect of the Rongdao Pill was to speed up the process.
Time passed second by second, and Su Fan felt that time passed so slowly for the first time.
......
Finally, two hours passed, and the altar was only the size of a fingernail, and a golden pool had formed under the altar.
And after two hours of torture, the place where Su Fan was sitting was wet with sweat, his face was distorted, and the corners of his mouth were bitten and bloody, dripping down his chin on his white clothes, adding a trace of evil aura to his already handsome face.
"Boom!" The moment the last bit of the spiritual platform melted and dripped, a loud bang sounded at Su Fan's spiritual platform, and a refreshing feeling came.
At this point, the altar melted and turned into a golden liquid, forming a one-foot-square pool below, filled with golden liquid.
"What should I do next?" Su Fan squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, because as far as he knew, the Rongdao was not over yet.
"Use consciousness to control the spiritual sea, choose a Tao, and condense the pictogram. Jian Er was a little speechless, Su Fan didn't even know this, and he was a little self-blaming, so he didn't remind Su Fan.
After Su Fan heard this, according to Jian Er's statement, the consciousness controlled the spiritual sea, that is, the golden pool formed after the melting of the spiritual platform.
"Wow!" The golden liquid in the pool made a rattling sound, forming a thumb-thick column of water, flying above the spiritual sea, like a painter, outlining a golden pictogram with a brush.
Su Fan first chose to condense the way of the sword, which is the way he is best at, so he is sure.
Head after body, a one-foot-high, three-foot-long pictogram gradually formed, lifelike, and slowly, the gold slowly receded, revealing white tusks, fan-like ears, thick limbs, a miniature version of the pictogram standing above the spiritual sea.
I thought it was over, but Su Fan found that there was still about half of the golden liquid left in the pool.
"Huh, shouldn't it be used up?" Su Fan was a little puzzled, but he didn't understand very well, but his intuition told him that he should only be able to condense one.
"Ask if you know it sooner. Su Fan muttered.
Suddenly, an idea popped into my mind, and the pond flew up again, turning into a column of water, and drawing an identical pictogram next to it. Same size, same gold. This time it was the Origin Dao, which he had just mastered, because he was afraid of failure, and he didn't know much about the Origin Dao anyway.
"Huh?" Su Fan froze, this is different, how can there be two, shouldn't there be one?
"Forget it, ask a few elders. Su Fansi still couldn't figure it out after thinking about it, so he planned to ask the six swords.
When Su Fan still couldn't figure it out, the six people outside were like ants on a hot pot, anxious to die.
Under the anxious gaze of several people, Su Fan finally woke up and opened his eyes.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw six big faces, and the six pavilion elders stared at him nervously, although they all knew that there was not much danger in ordinary people's Rongdao, but with Su Fan's heavenly posture, who knew if there would be danger.
In fact, this is also a matter of concern, Su Fan has even survived the space of the Primordial Dao, what can happen to a small Fusion Dao.
"A few pavilion elders, what's the matter?" Su Fan looked at the six pavilion elders and was very puzzled.
"Ahem! It's fine. Jian Er smiled awkwardly, his old face slightly red.
"How's it going, did it succeed?" Jian Yi still stared at Su Fan tightly, and asked in an urgent tone.
"I don't know what to say. Su Fan scratched his head, not knowing where to start.
"What to say, success is success, no success is no success, hurry up. Jian Liu said irritablely, he didn't like beating around the bush the most.
"I... I'll just show you it. Su Fan thought about it and got up directly.
Su Fan's mind moved, and the pictogram above the spiritual sea, with a long roar, the aura rushed out, condensing a pictogram three zhang high and five zhang long above Su Fan.
"Roar!"
Covered in golden, one-foot-long white ivory, majestic. The two ears are like a magnified fan, slightly fanned, with gusts of whirlwind. Four thick elephant legs, shaking the heavens and the earth.
"Yes, yes, these four months have not been in vain, the general first condensation can be called a genius if it can be one zhang high, this is three zhang high, not bad. Jian Yi nodded again and again with great satisfaction, and it could be seen that Jian Yi was very satisfied.
"I'm big brother, hey, that's not bad! Our six brothers can be far worse than this when they condense pictograms. When Jian Liu heard that Jian Yi said that it was good, he was not happy on the spot, he was a straight person, so he said it directly.
The sword is full of black lines, and the brains of these six brothers are really not easy to use.
"It's really good, there are no more than five people who can reach this when the pictograms are condensed in the entire Blood Rose. Jian Er spoke out at the right time and praised it.
"It's okay, put it away. Jian waved his hand, a little tired, he had been busy for the past four months, and he was ready to go back to sleep.
When the other five people heard it, they knew that it was over, and they were ready to leave, Su Fan lived up to their hard work in the past four months.
"Wait a minute!" Seeing that the six pavilion elders were leaving, Su Fan said loudly, he hadn't finished showing it yet.
"What's wrong?" Jian Yi looked at him with sleepy eyes, and several other people were also stunned.
"I haven't finished showing it yet!" Su Fan hurriedly said.
"Hmm, it's not shown, what else?" Jian Liu tried to open his eyes and looked at Su Fan.
Looking at their exhausted appearance, Su Fan was a little unbearable, and hurriedly activated the spiritual sea again, and the spiritual energy gushed out.
"Boom!" Next to the original golden pictogram, an identical pictogram appeared, the same size, the same tall and stout.
In an instant, the eyes of the six swords and six people of the naked son were like copper bells, their eyes were full of incredulity, and the originally sluggish spirit instantly became a hundred times more energetic, and their eyes seemed to be about to eat Su Fan.
"I... Six pavilion elders, what is the situation?" Su Fan saw the gazes of several people, and his heart tightened, could it be that something was wrong.