Wedge: Madness is something that all geniuses do, and this is especially true of the protagonist

Chisheng Tong looked at the dark matter in front of him, and before he could think about it, Nan Lin on the side scolded angrily: "What are you condensing? Stone or dog ~, look at the sixty spirit cultivation blades in front of you, they are all used to repair the magic tablet, but the premise is that the magic tablet you condensed must allow it to levitate from the magic table." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info At the moment, they didn't move at all, what kind of is condensed~, I have never seen anyone condense the stele for the first time as bad as you", "Nanlin, don't go too far, who asked you to teach, if you can't do it, get out of the way of the old lady", Man Xiao couldn't look at it, although she also felt that the things made by Chisheng Hitomi couldn't bear to look at it directly, but people always have a process of slow progress, not who is born with it. "Why, am I wrong, I only know blindly condensing, and I add things when I feel that it is unbalanced, so how can spiritual pregnancy still have an effect. People who can't even find the critical point of balance, what qualifications do they have to be a mystic, get out of here as soon as possible, and save yourself the face of the mystician when you go out later", Nan Lin said, brushing his sleeves out, leaving only Chisheng Hitomi stunned in the same place, not knowing what he was thinking. "Brother, don't care, no one has it this first time", before Man Xiao's words were finished, Chisheng Hitomi came back to his senses, "Sister Man, what did you just say", Chisheng Hitomi has been reminiscing about Nanlin's words, the key to his failure is that he did not grasp the critical point well, and after figuring this out, he came back to his senses.

"Sister Man, you go back first, I'll try it myself, and I'll ask you if I have any questions", Chisheng Hitomi said, taking out a table and countless spiritual grass streams. Man Xiao saw that he could only leave first, Chisheng Pupil poured half a groove of the flow source like Nanlin before, but this time he didn't use that groove to help him decompose, he could decompose by himself, at this time his consciousness was no longer like before, the spirit grass was grasped in his hand, and after the consciousness entered the spirit stem, the consciousness tempered by countless senses instantly found the traces of the remnants of the spirit pregnancy. This time it only took less than a breath, but he was not in the mood for joy, he directly decomposed the two contradictory effects of the spiritual pregnancy, one scorching and the other cold. After the decomposition was completed, the four fingers were re-inserted into the hole, and the consciousness controlled the spirit pregnancy to move through the operation table, and after a while, two groups of spirit pregnancy were suspended in front of him. Chisheng pupil exhaled slightly, his consciousness moved, and the flow source hung in the air little by little, and slowly leaned like two groups of spiritual pregnancy, as the flow source approached, the flow source around the scorching spirit pregnancy evaporated little by little, while the flow source around the cold spirit pregnancy condensed little by little. Chisheng pupils added the source of flow little by little, looking for the critical point, and a hundred consciousnesses were fully opened, closely perceiving the changes around the two groups of spiritual pregnancies, which was more laborious than decomposing the spiritual pregnancy.

This degree is extremely difficult to grasp, and each time it is either a little more, the effect of the spirit pregnancy is affected and weakened, or a little less is completely evaporated or condensed. Everything is difficult at the beginning, while he is fusing and condensing the spiritual pregnancy, he continues to decompose the spiritual grass in his hands, looking for the critical point again and again, looking for that natural feeling. Failure after failure made the spirit pregnancy lose its effect and disappear without a trace, but he did not give up, and decomposed the spirit grass again and again, the spirit grass on the table became less and less, and the failure again and again was accustomed to it, and two hundred consciousnesses were more than enough to do these things. I don't know how many times I failed, the materials on the table have been changed several times, and there are occasional successes, but this is all luck, and now Chisheng Hitomi is still looking for it, just like that critical point feeling, he doesn't know how to succeed after several successes, such unstable factors are not considered successful. Time is also constantly passing, although the sky on the shuttle is the same, but the time has passed four days, on the fifth day, Nanlin opened the door, he went to the courtyard and looked at the door that had been open for five days, and the young man in the door was doing the same thing tirelessly, whether he failed or succeeded, he was not surprised. He nodded approvingly, and was about to go back, when the door on the opposite side also opened, the two glanced at each other, surprisingly no quarrels, "What's wrong", Man Xiao asked, "I don't know, maybe soon, maybe never", Nan Lin shook his head and said. "How many days did you use it", Man Xiao asked, "Thirty-one", Nan Lin didn't shy away, "Then he should be about the same, wait a little longer", Man Xiao said and closed the door, and Nan Lin also walked into his attic.

The two of them didn't go into Chisheng Hitomi's attic, they just looked at his back and repeated the work, but in front of Chisheng Hitomi, a slightly shaped magic monument had been formed at this moment, and he had already found that critical point feeling as early as yesterday. For a whole day, he had never failed once, and the reason why he was still condensing was because when Nan Lin left, he said that if he wanted to repair the magic tablet, he would first float the spirit cultivation blade, so for the whole day, he was condensing a more regular magic tablet, condensing a magic tablet that could float all the spirit cultivation blades. On the sixth day, Chisheng Hitomi was standing, on the seventh day, he changed the materials once, and he was still standing doing the same thing, and on the eighth day, the spirit cultivation blade on the magic platform finally moved a little, he smiled slightly, and once again condensed the new magic tablet. On the tenth day, the first spirit cultivation blade finally floated, the round spirit cultivation blade only had a little edge attached to the tip, he did not remember to repair his own magic tablet, but threw the magic tablet to the floor in front of him, and then condensed a new magic tablet again. On the eleventh day, two, seven in the twelfth day, as time passed, there was only the thinnest one left on the stage of the spiritual cultivation blade, it was already the twenty-eighth day, and twenty-nine days ago he floated fifty-nine, and this last one did not move for a long time. Finally on the thirtieth day, Chisheng Pupil condensed twelve kinds of spiritual pregnancy tablets this time, the reason why I said twelve, is because there are several of each kind of spiritual pregnancy, these days he also knows, these spiritual pregnancies will become weak after the impact of consciousness, so he used several of each, only the key spiritual pregnancy only used one, and it condensed into the dark red magic tablet in front of him now.

The shape of the stele is not very regular, some places are uneven, and there are grooves in some places, which requires the use of the spirit cultivation blade suspended in the air, this thing is very easy to use, it is like the twelve consciousnesses, you can do whatever you want, and there will be no mistakes at all. Soon, a square, angular stele appeared in front of his eyes, while the stele was still suspended in the air, which could be controlled with consciousness, Chisheng Hitomi directly raised his hand to sketch it. There is no problem in outlining the consciousness of the hundred paths, so these twelve realms are less than half a breath, and the fingers dance in a burst are completed, and the next thing is to seal the spirit, and the spiritual power of sealing these twelve consciousnesses is simply a drop in the bucket compared to the red pupil. Therefore, the spiritual power of Qingtian in the abdomen surged, and the spiritual power infusion was completed in an instant, and a complete magic tablet was completed. The moment he withdrew his consciousness, a feeling of weakness followed, fortunately, he had already prepared, leaning on the operating table and not falling, "Let's recover our strength first", he took out a bottle of potion and drank it, he has not drunk this potion less these days. After drinking the potion, he felt a lot of body and energy, but his mind was still a little dizzy, "It's still not enough, it's still a little bit", Chisheng Hitomi got up again and prepared to continue refining, the spirit grass on the table had been used up, and he touched the ring. "Huh, I've used up all the spirit grass I bought?", Chisheng Hitomi was a little unconvinced, and looked for it again, and finally determined that it was really used up.

"It's over, Uncle Tian, the spirit grass is all used up, I feel that I am only a little bit away from breaking through, or Uncle Tian, you will take out another 180,000 spirit grass for me to decompose and decompose", Chisheng Tong reluctantly took out a chair and sat down, "Stinky boy, there are so many spirit grasses, which low-level spirit grasses were found countless times last time before they were turned out, and they have been used up by you", Uncle Tian was also very helpless, he also knew that the cultivation of the secret master was very consuming spiritual materials, but he didn't expect that Chisheng Hitomi had not yet become a secret magician, and tens of thousands of spirit grasses were gone. "Hey, brother, have you stopped?", Man Xiao, who checked every day, saw the red pupil sitting helplessly in the chair, "It can't be a failure", Man Xiao looked at his expression, thinking that he had not succeeded in finding the critical point. "By the way, Sister Man, do you have some low-level spirit grass, sell it to me", Chi Sheng Tong suddenly got up, and said with an excited expression, he just reacted, aren't there two secret magicians around him, "There are not many low-level spirit grasses, that's all", Man Xiao took out the spirit grass and put it on the table, there were probably hundreds of them. "Thank you, Sister Man, I'm thanking you when I break through", Chisheng Hitomi was as happy as a child, Man Xiao looked at his excited appearance, and there was a trace of love in his eyes.

"Yo, boy, you haven't succeeded yet, I said you're not suitable for a secret magician, get out of here as soon as possible, and you may be able to break through the spirit master in your lifetime when you turn to spiritual power", as soon as Nan Lin came over, he saw the scene of Chisheng Hitomi borrowing spirit grass, and naturally thought that he didn't succeed. "Boy, thank you Uncle for your advice", Chisheng Hitomi leaned over and thanked, although Nanlin has been scolding and scolding, but he is the same as he should say, and every word is to the point, if it weren't for him reminding the critical point, I'm afraid Chisheng Hitomi would have to take a lot of detours. "Don't, don't, you can't even find a critical point, go out, don't say that I taught you, oh no, don't say you know me", facing Chisheng Hitomi's salute, Nan Lin turned around directly, "These are the results, Uncle Nan, you look at it first, if there is anything unpleasant to the eye, just say", Chisheng Hitomi threw out a bunch of magic tablets that he had condensed almost equally, and then stood in front of the magic table and began to move. "I'm here to see what you did this time", Nan Lin picked up a magic tablet, his consciousness slowly blended in, his pupils gradually dilated, and his unbelievable eyes looked at the magic tablet in his hand without blinking. "This, this is the perfect Twelve Consciousness Monument", Nan Lin was shocked for a long time before he said this, "End, perfect, show me", Man Xiao was also incredulous, she took the Technique Tablet and looked at it for a while, with the same shocked face, "That's right, it is really perfect, whether it is the harmony of the spiritual pregnancy, or the repair of the Magic Tablet, and finally the outline and sealing of the Secret Technique, it is all done in one go." It's just that the spirit pregnancy is messy, and it has no special effect", sure enough, he is worthy of being an expert, Man Xiao opened his mouth and said the advantages and disadvantages of the magic tablet in his hand, "I'm afraid he doesn't know that the magic tablet also has a formula", Nan Lin looked up at Chisheng Hitomi.

At this time, Chisheng Pupil stretched out into the four holes with one hand, decomposing all kinds of spirit grass with one hand, and controlling the condensation disk with the other, and the spirit gestation was suspended in the air like flowers. With his movements, a stream of spiritual pregnancies shuttled between the spiritual pregnancies, like a line, holding all the spiritual pregnancies together, and these spiritual pregnancies, whether they had conflicting effects or similar effects, all naturally merged together along this flow source. Without the slightest resistance, and without even the conflict reaction that should be had, Chisheng Hitomi's appearance of condensing the secret technique was extremely skillful, and even the two of them felt ashamed of themselves, if it weren't for the fact that they both saw with their own eyes that Chisheng Hitomi didn't even know the operation table dozens of days ago, anyone who said that Chisheng Hitomi had used these days to do this, they would definitely think that person was crazy. But all this really happened in front of their eyes, and the magic monument condensed by the red pupil was not intact, the shape was weird, and there were even some uneven corners, but it didn't matter. Just because under the stunned gaze of the two of them, the sixty spirit cultivation blades on the stage floated, and then fluttered and flew, and a crooked stele instantly became angular and decent. Next, Chisheng Hitomi stretched out the golden finger of his right hand directly in front of them, and the sharp fingers gestured for a while, and then a burst of powerful spiritual power fluctuations spread, and in less than ten breaths, the outline and sealing of the spirit were completed in an instant. The whole process was completed in one go, from decomposition to sealing the spirit, and the two of them glanced at each other, even if the facts were in front of them, they still saw shock and disbelief in each other's eyes.

And the concentrating Chisheng Hitomi naturally didn't pay attention, after a piece of magic tablet was completed, he directly threw it on the table in front of the stage, and his right hand began to decompose the spirit grass again. After refining again and again, his spiritual consciousness finally began to move, which meant that a breakthrough was just around the corner.

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