Looking up at the purple light in the distance, Chu Zheng was thoughtful. The next moment, Chu Zheng in the courtyard of the palace opened his eyes, and his eyes were deep. But in the divine court, the projection of his divine soul is still walking on the bluestone square. It didn't feel like a separation of the soul from the body, but it gave him a sense of detachment, like looking at himself as a spectator.

""Sitting and Forgetting the Sutra, to the person has no self, the god has no merit, and the saint has no name!" Although he has never heard of the method of contemplating the divine soul, this "Sitting and Forgetting Sutra" has brought him far more surprises than he imagined.

At this time, the mind was calm and the spirit was clear, and it happened to be noon. Chu Zheng immediately pinched the law seal and ran the "Tianyang Naqi Formula". Almost without any interval, there was a trace of aura emanating from the cultivation ground when he sat down, and after being scorched by the light of the scorching sun, it turned into a warm current and poured into Chu Zheng's body, which was a sign that the exercise had reached its great completion.

Chu Zhengxian was strong in blood, and the speed of his original cultivation was even less than one-tenth of that of ordinary people, so he had no qualifications to cultivate the Fa. However, the comprehension of the Tao Sutra has reached the realm of Dacheng, and he has forcibly absorbed the aura regardless of the strength of the qi sense. The biggest difficulty for Chu Zheng no longer exists!

It's just that what made Chu Zheng's heart ripple slightly was that the warm current did not merge into the upper dantian according to the record of "Tianyang Naqi Jue". There was an irresistible attraction in his divine court, and the warm current merged into the cave of the divine court, and materialized on the bluestone square, forming a warm mist around the projection of his divine soul.

This kind of mutation only slowed down the process of Chu Zheng's qi acceptance slightly, and then he continued to cultivate naturally. Depth is his character, and not being surprised by changes is the detachment of mind brought about by "Sitting and Forgetting the Sutra", and the reason for the change is already clear.

Martial cultivators open up the sea of qi and flourish in qi and blood, and cultivators open up the upper dantian seal hall, ethereal and dusty, both of which are equally eye-catching. However, "Sitting and Forgetting the Sutra" pays attention to the fact that there is no self in others, no merit in gods and men, and no name in saints, and there is not much sense of existence is the proper meaning. Moreover, the Divine Court is a place where cultivators distract themselves from their cultivation and cultivators cultivate from heaven to man, and this kind of power has returned to its roots, and it is not conspicuous at all when thrown into the crowd.

The warm current poured into the Divine Court, but more warm currents spread throughout the body, making the whole body warm, and at the same time rapidly increasing Chu Zheng's strength. Chu Zheng was already in the realm of refining blood and washing the marrow, but after leaking Yuanyang's cultivation, his body strength was not only not nourished by the sourceless water, but also poured out, causing his body to weaken rapidly. But after all, he had the previous foundation, and now he was nourished by the aura, and his physical strength quickly recovered.

For half an hour, Chu Zheng crossed his knees and slowly opened his eyes, and the projection of the divine soul in the divine court was still moving forward.

Carefully observing the power contained in his body, as well as the total amount of spiritual mist floating in the bluestone square in the Divine Court, Chu Zheng's eyes flashed away.

Refining Qi into Essence!

Within half an hour, he had already become a cultivator of the Qi Refining Realm!

The avenue is fifty, the sky is forty-nine, and people escape one of them. There is no endless road, even if there are still variables in the sky. Now, I have finally forged a new path when everyone thought that the path was ruined.

Stood up and walked to the prayer corridor again. He didn't expect that he would be able to advance to Qi Refining and Refinement so quickly, and now that he had become a cultivator, he had not yet learned any Dao Method.

"Third uncle, the younger generation wants to take a look at "Sky Star Thorn". Chu Zheng bowed in the corridor.

Chu Gongyun shook his head slightly, in his thoughts, Chu Zheng was now running around like a headless fly, but he still took the "Heavenly Star Thorn" and handed it to Chu Zheng.

"Celestial Star Thorn" is a unique attack spell of "Tianyang Naqi Technique", and it can even be used until the foundation building period.

Keeping "Heavenly Star Thorn" in mind, Chu Zheng returned to his courtyard. As for what Chu Gongfair thought, he didn't care.

The ancestor of Trumen, who created "Heavenly Star Thorn", condensed the qi of Tianyang into a starlight shape to attack, and the principle was also that the qi came out of the upper dantian, and the divine gate contained potential, and pinched the magic seal with both hands to form a celestial star to attack.

Sit cross-legged on the training ground and run the "Sitting and Forgetting Sutra". The "Heavenly Star Thorn" in the divine court turned into a little light and dissipated, and then reorganized again, forming a simple and straightforward "Heavenly Star Thorn" technique. "Heavenly Star Thorn" and "Tianyang Naqi Technique" have the same root and origin, and almost in a moment, Chu Zheng's comprehension of "Heavenly Star Thorn" reached the realm of Dacheng, but as an attack technique, it needs to be proficient.

With both hands pinching, a little golden starlight condensed between the two fingers of his right hand, and he casually pointed at the boulder beside him, and the hard mountain stone fell apart with a bang.

"Do you think I'm a waste?" Chu Zheng looked at his fingers and snorted coldly, then took a hundred taels of silver tickets and walked to the single courtyard where Chu Yi was.

Seeing Xiao Cui again after two hours, the corners of Chu Zheng's eyes couldn't help shrinking slightly.

There was only Xiao Cui alone in Chu Yi's yard, and Xiao Cui was limping to clean the yard at this time. There was a blue and purple on his left arm, the blood stains on the corner of his mouth had just been wiped dry, and there was still a slap mark on his pretty face.

Hearing the footsteps, Xiao Cui first trembled in horror, and then turned her head timidly and saw that it was Chu Zheng, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

"Who hit it?"

Xiao Cui bowed her head and said nothing.

"Chu Yi beats?"

"No, no, it was I who accidentally bumped into Chu Xiaoliu, and then ......" He was very afraid that the Third Young Master and the Eighth Young Master would have a conflict. The eighth young master is the second son of the princess, and it is in the realm of refining blood and purifying the marrow, and the third young master will suffer.

Chu Zheng shook his head and accidentally bumped into Chu Xiaoliu, who would believe it, but in his heart, he felt even more pity for this maid who took care of him.

Raise your leg and kick the broom to the side, take Xiaocui's hand and leave.

Halfway through, he saw the second chief Chu Yong scolding the servants, Chu Zheng stood directly in front of Chu Yong, stuffed the silver ticket into Xiao Cui's hand, looked directly at Chu Yong and said, "Xiao Cui, you talk to him again!"

"It turned out to be the third young master......" Chu Yong glanced at Chu Zheng and dragged a long voice, and several servants next to him shrank back timidly, while Chu Zheng was calm.

Xiao Cui wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, thinking that she would definitely die in the courtyard of the Eighth Young Master, and it would be death if she died sooner or later. Gritted his teeth and handed the silver ticket to Chu Yong, "Second Chief." Xiaocui wants to leave the Chu Palace, this is the ransom. ”

Chu Yong slanted at Chu Zheng, the third young master is still the third young master, he calls it that, but he really thinks he is the third young master? You are a waste now! You have no power and no power to be raised as a pig!

"Hey!" Chu Yong pursed his lips, "What is the Chu Palace......?"

Syllable!

Chu Zheng raised his palm and slapped Chu Yong. The servant next to him trembled, he didn't expect the third young master, who had become a waste, to still be so fierce. What they didn't expect was that the second housekeeper, who had already refined his bones, did not dodge this slap.

"You ......" Chu Yong covered his face with one hand and pointed at Chu Zheng with the other, gritting his teeth. He is the second housekeeper of the palace, in charge of all the servants in the palace, in charge of all the entry and exit of the palace, and some of them have the means to make people dumb and eat coptis, which young master and young lady who has become a waste is not an obedient person in front of him? He didn't expect Chu Zheng to do it.

"Xiao Cui, say it again!" Chu Zheng looked at the second butler Chu Yong calmly.

Xiao Cui, who was still timid just now, straightened her waist at this moment, as if all her fear of the second manager had dissipated, handed out the silver ticket again, and said, "The second manager." Xiaocui wants to leave the Chu Palace, this is the ransom. ”

"Impossible!"

Syllable!

Chu Zheng took a step forward and slapped Chu Yong in the face. Impossible? Xiao Cui is not the one who holds Truman's secrets, why is it impossible? If you say it is impossible, you will hit you and you will say that it is possible!

"You...... You ......" Chu Yong covered his face and looked at Chu Zheng in horror. It's not that he didn't want to hide, he didn't dodge. With bone refining and cultivation, he didn't avoid the slap of waste?

"Xiao Cui, let's talk about it!"

"Xiao Cui wants to leave the Chu Palace, this is the ransom. From the initial fear to the later relaxation, the corners of Xiao Cui's mouth have shown a smile at this moment. With the third young master by your side, no matter how domineering your second manager is, you can only bear it!

"I ......"

Syllable!

Why didn't I dodge?

"I want to leave the Chu Palace, this is the ransom. ”

"I ......"

Syllable!

"I want to say I agree!" Chu Yong was about to cry.

Chu Zheng glanced at it lightly, turned around and left, not caring about the hatred in Chu Yong's eyes. But in the bottom of my heart, I have already thought that this kind of person will die sooner. Don't look at him and don't dare to do it, don't look at him being soft now, but this kind of villain should be more wary.

Returned to the independent courtyard and sat cross-legged to continue to practice the "Tianyang Naqi Technique", although the cultivation at this time was half the effort, Chu Zheng began to practice tirelessly and sleeplessly. Strength is everything! If it weren't for the fact that he had become a Fa cultivator and recovered his body, he would not have been able to beat Chu Yong at all just now, and in the end, not only would he not be able to do anything, but he would also put Xiao Cui in a dangerous situation.

In the past, martial arts cultivation had already tempered flesh and blood, muscles and bones, but this time, although it was a cultivation method, it was also twice the result with half the effort. What's more, the realm of cultivators has always been based on the development of the upper dantian before the gathering of spirits. Now Chu Zheng has opened up the Divine Court, and the bluestone square in the Divine Court is used as a place to store mana, but it is not felt to be boundary, and there is no concept of exploration at all. Before the realm was born from the heart, the realm could be said to be achieved overnight for Chu Zheng, which may be another great benefit of "Sitting and Forgetting the Sutra".

In the next three days, the weather was cloudless, and under Chu Zheng's diligent cultivation, the mana contained in the divine court reached the stage of opening the pulse and condensing qi, and the "Heavenly Star Thorn" could also cast the magic technique with one hand.

At this time, the projection of Chu Zheng's divine soul in the Divine Court finally came to the birthplace of the purple light, which was a majestic temple.

There is no roof on the temple, and there is no edge on the left and right. Beside him was a bronze stout coiling dragon pillar, with his estimated diameter of at least dozens of zhang, standing under the coiling dragon pillar Chu Zheng had a sense of oppression as an ant. But in the blink of an eye, Chu Zheng put all his emotions aside and strode towards the palace gate.

What does it feel like for a mayfly to shake a tree Chu Zheng has a deep experience, just like an ant pushing the door. To his surprise, the mountain-like gate slowly opened under his push.

"The path of the heart is the path of the path, the path of the path is opened!"

Purple light filled all the space, the sound of vicissitudes of life echoed, and the huge hall was displayed in front of Chu Zheng.

"Ask the Heart?

It's been a matter of conscience. Lonely, dazed, helpless, and even more terrifying, there is also nothingness under your feet, which makes people have no sense of security on the ground. The feeling lasted for an indeterminate amount of time, but he definitely didn't believe it was just thirteen days. After the path of inquiry, you can find the way, this is the Seeking Palace, but because of the purple light dazzling, you can't see anything in the Seeking Palace.

Chu Zheng stepped out and walked into the Seeking Hall in one step, and the Dou Zhuan Star Movement did not appear in the main hall, but in the vast starry sky. Countless stars twinkled in all directions, some of which were even close at hand. Lonely and cold, but it made him feel extremely tall and majestic.

After a moment of silence, he didn't see himself exiting, and he still couldn't find a way out when he walked in the starry sky, so he immediately reached out and pointed to the brightest star within reach.

"Xuan-level large-scale trial, starry sky dao ...... fighting", this time the voice is also vast and vast, but mechanical and old-fashioned.

"Warning! The apostle chose the wrong one, and the apostle himself could not survive the stars for three seconds. Warning!Warning!!Warning!! The apostle must re-select within three seconds, otherwise the error cannot be corrected! The apostle has only one chance to re-elect once......"

Suddenly, the starlight flickered sharply, the old-fashioned voice was a little hurried, and Chu Zheng's phantom even had some sweaty feelings on his forehead, but at the moment, he didn't care about listening to the follow-up content, and stretched out his hand to point directly at the dimest starlight in front of him.

"Desolate Grade Small Trial: The Qi Refiner of the Flood and Desolation Era rises, and the physical body crosses, and the flow speed is a hundred times. ”

The starlight burst out with brilliant light in the old-fashioned voice, and the next moment Chu Zheng only felt dizzy, and his body seemed to completely dissolve into the starlight......

Chu Zheng felt as if he had fallen from a high altitude in a daze, and the ground was getting closer and closer, and his body moved sideways and landed steadily on a lawn.

Without waiting for Chu Zheng to observe the surroundings, he only felt the sound of the wind above his head, and moved sideways again.

Bang bang bang......

"Oops!"

"Mom!"

"it!"

"Ahh......h

With a cry of pain, several figures fell on the lawn like dumplings.

Lying next to him was a woman wearing a goose-yellow light gauze, wearing pink embroidered lace semi-hollow pants inside, and a low-cut pink semi-hollow belly pocket on the upper body......

It's not that Chu Zheng wants to see so much, it's really too economical to see the light yarn, and it's thin and transparent. Although this woman has not seen her face yet, she has a graceful figure and straight and round legs, and she is a woman who makes people passionate and impulsive.

The person next to the woman is even more strange. This is a young man, who is lying on the ground with his pants naked at the moment, very hastily hasteoed.

A young man with a long sword hanging from his waist...... It was as if the hilt of the sword was bent over his waist, hissing for cold air.

Six feet tall, the strong man with a long knife on his back was already half-sunk into the lawn.

A young man with a woodcutter in his hand is lying on his stomach in a large shape.

A scholar gnaws on mud.

The young woman did not move.

The heroic woman holds a whip in her hand.

At last...... And there's a little guy at the end.

This is an infinite stream? This is an infinite stream that will die!

And now, including myself, there are five people who open their veins and condense qi, two who refine their qi into refinement, a woman who has no cultivation at all, and one who ...... It's dead!