The more he played chess and drank with the old madman and Fuluo Ancestor, and discussed the issue of cultivating immortals, the more interested Zhang Weidong became, and he didn't want to leave immediately.

He cultivated alone, suffering from no one to guide him. Well, now that these two old monsters have lived for thousands of years, he is not ashamed to ask, so he knows a lot.

There is a realm outside the Jindan period, which he has determined. Otherwise, these two will not live for thousands of years, this is ironclad evidence. However, the two of them didn't say what realm was outside the Jin Dan, and they had to wait until he achieved the Jin Dan.

Secondly, the 'Dao Stone' can actually ignore the shackles of cultivation and physical body, and let the realm be improved again and again, and the soul is immortal, which is also part of the impact on Shouyuan.

What's more important is that none of the three holy places have cultivated the practice of becoming an 'immortal', so that for millions of years, no monk has become an immortal, and there is no record of this.

It turns out that cultivating immortals is so important!

To what realm can you cultivate your own "Da Luo Jue"?

Zhang Weidong knows a lot about such secrets and common sense.

A day later, Zhang Weidong became slightly familiar with this place and was no longer restrained.

This also made the old ancestor of Fuluo and the old madman greatly lose interest in him, so they left him aside and played by himself!

And the two old men drank the Baiguo brew they got from Zhang Weidong, and began to play chess again.

It is estimated that in their hearts, they really think that Zhang Weidong is the third member and will accompany them forever, so they are not in a hurry, and the future will be long.

But contrary to their expectations, Zhang Weidong did not despair or frustrate, but walked around the medicine field with interest, but he never saw the face of the 'Dao Stone'.

"It's good to stay here for a while, just to split your mental power once, this is an opportunity!" Zhang Weidong finished walking around the medicine field, wiped the drooling saliva that was about to flow, and went to the courtyard.

The medicinal materials in this medicine field are not only precious in themselves, but many of them are thousands of years old. It is estimated that the two of them usually take care of it only when they are bored, and they don't take much medicine, so the medicinal materials in it continue to grow. Densely packed.

"Well, these two old guys are too losers, and when they leave, they have the obligation to move these into the Linglong Valley to plant, and when the time comes. There is no shortage of pills in the foundation building and Jindan period!"

Fu Luo Ancestor is a master of alchemy. He also saw the alchemy furnace in a room, but it seemed that he hadn't done alchemy for a long time, and there was a trace of dust on it.

Of course. With their realm and current situation, it was useless to take any pills. Maybe refining a handful of pills once in a while is purely a pastime.

This can only be cheap Zhang Weidong!

Looking at the sideways flying of the two chess pieces, Zhang Weidong smiled slightly and took out the group. Just sit down in the corner of the yard. Let's finish the mental power split first!

At this moment, his Yuan Force cannot be used, which has a bit of an impact, but the purple qi can be mobilized and can ensure his safety.

So he was ready to complete the division of mental power in one go. The only thing I don't know is how many times this sword plate can be split for him, and how many threads of spiritual power can be split.

Just as he stared at the sword board motionlessly, his mind sinking into it, unable to detect the outside world. On the other side, the two old men had already noticed his situation here.

"Interesting, this kid actually has the heart to cultivate?" Fu Luo Ancestor glanced at Zhang Weidong in the corner of the courtyard and said.

The old madman frowned and looked at Zhang Weidong. I always feel that this junior is a little unusual.

"Hey, that slate is a bit interesting, it actually contains a very strong sword intent, isn't this kid afraid of death?" the old madman was surprised. "No, I can't. Can't watch him die, he's dead. We're running out of fun here!"

"Hey, old madman, what are you anxious about, haven't you seen that he has been immersed in it, he hasn't had anything to do for so long, then it's no problem! If he had changed to an ordinary half-step foundation building monk, he would have been divided by the sword intent a long time ago! This kid does have some ways, but is he cultivating sword intent?" Fu Luo Ancestor hurriedly grabbed him and said suspiciously.

"Really?!" The old madman took a closer look, and suddenly Zhang Weidong was unharmed, and he was even more surprised. "However, it doesn't seem to be cultivating sword intent!"

"Old madman, do you think this kid still has any hole cards hidden that can help us get out?" "Look at him, he still has the Qiankun Ring on his hand, tsk, it's not simple! It's not worse than you and me-"

The old madman's eyes lit up and he said, "You mean, this kid can get out alive?"

"What does it mean to come here without fear, but to be interested in other things, not like despair?" said Fu Luo Ancestor's heart.

The more he spoke, the more he felt that it was possible, and he couldn't help but get excited.

"He's got a water-proof treasure on him!?" the old madman blurted out.

Fu Luo Ancestor nodded and said, "Very likely!"

"Good boy, I almost deceived the old man, no, I'll have to knock him a few jugs of wine in a moment!" the old madman muttered.

"Hehe, it should be, he has a lot of treasures, maybe it can surprise people!"

"But it's useless to have only this strange treasure—" the old madman said suddenly.

Fuluo Ancestor smiled, and also sighed: "Yes, just having a treasure to avoid water can't save us, unless we go to take it, but if we leave the range of this 'Dao Stone' to take it, it is estimated that there will be a dead end-" Fuluo Ancestor also smiled bitterly. "It would be nice if someone had a space treasure that encompasses life!"

Their flesh is a big problem.

Now the physical body is safe and sound within the range of the 'Dao Stone', but as soon as it comes out of this range, the physical body will immediately decay and cannot be stopped.

Unless you can bring your physical body into the 'Cave Heaven Immortal Land', and then cultivate and advance within the scope of the 'Dao Stone', so that your cultivation and physical body will be raised to the level of the realm.

Otherwise, whether it is the innate body or the Jindan body, it will decay as soon as it comes out. The way of heaven cannot be reversed.

It's just that a monk who has a strange treasure that avoids water and encompasses the space of life at the same time is like looking for a needle in a haystack. In particular, the space treasures that can hold life are extremely precious, and they may not be found in the 'Cave Heaven Immortal Land'.

Of course, there is the last way, and that is to give up.

However, the two disdain to take away, otherwise Zhang Weidong will be in danger. In addition, there are advantages to taking away, but there are also disadvantages. The beneficiaries can leave here alive, but the disadvantage is more obvious, that is, there is basically no hope for becoming an immortal in his lifetime. Both of them are talented, arrogant, and extremely persistent in becoming immortals, how can they tolerate the result of giving up?

Syllable!

Suddenly, the slate in Zhang Weidong's hand shattered, instantly cracked into countless pieces, and even further exploded into powder, shattered completely!

Old Ancestor Fu Luo and the old madman simply stopped playing chess and looked at Zhang Weidong in surprise.

A stone slab containing an astonishing sword intent was actually shattered, but what about the sword intent? Could it be absorbed by this kid?

It seems that this kid has more secrets than he thinks!

Airplanes!

At this moment, Zhang Weidong's body suddenly erupted with a mellow aura, obscure and mysterious.

Although the spiritual power still can't be released, this strange aura of breakthrough surprised the two.

"What a strong spiritual power!" Fu Luo Ancestor's eyes widened and he was shocked.

"No, no! How could a low-level monk's spiritual power be so strong before he condensed his divine sense, more than a hundred times stronger than ordinary people, hundreds of times!" The old madman got up, scratched his ears and cheeks, walked around with a puzzled look, and looked at Zhang Weidong curiously.

People's spiritual power is innate and cannot be cultivated, and the two of them think the same.

However, the mental power of the young man in front of him is so strong that it is perverted, so strong that it is shocking, which is incredible.

"Old madman, have you noticed, this kid may be a cultivation genius!" After a moment, Fu Luo Old Ancestor regained his composure and said with a smile. "No less than you and me!"

Both of them are amazing characters, one has peerless talent, the other is perverted, and they have created a Tai Chi exercise that suits them. However, Zhang Weidong's appearance made their eyes shine, as if it was another miracle.

"Ha Luha, Xiao Zhangzi is indeed good!" the old madman praised.

The two old monsters communicated, waiting more anxiously for Zhang Weidong to wake up and ask what was going on. They were like they had discovered a novelty toy, and they went beyond playing chess.

However, this time, Zhang Weidong practiced for five days. In five days, he ran the "Forging Divine Technique" at full capacity, and it was only after he could repair the damage of his mental power. But the spiritual power is far from the limit of growth, and it really can't be counted on, and there is no future, unless there is a natural treasure that greatly replenishes the spirit.

This time, unexpectedly, the spiritual power was not seventy-two silks, but eighty-one silks!

Originally, with the help of the sword board, the spiritual power was successfully split into seventy-two silks!

But after seventy-two threads, the sea of consciousness changed greatly, and an indescribable feeling in the dark made Zhang Weidong continue to stab at the weak spiritual power of Caixin's split. It's just that when the spiritual power of different lengths and strengths increases to eighty-one branches, the sword intent continues to be consumed, and the sword swing continues to slash, but it can no longer make the spiritual power continue to increase until the sword board collapses.

Eighty-one spiritual powers seem to have reached the limit, as if it is a small consummation, and growing to the limit is a great consummation.

Zhang Weidong realized from this that the division of spiritual power is not endless.

Five days later, Zhang Weidong repaired the damage to his mental power, and the small world in his intuitive eyes was very different again. He could feel that his body was covered by a mysterious power of heaven and earth from a certain room, suppressing his spiritual power, yuan power, and even the whole person. However, this time, the spiritual power was greatly transformed into a small consummation, and the eighty-one spiritual powers were combined into a round ball like a pattern full of patterns, and Ruozi faintly resisted this suppression. Under its protection, Yuan Li can also be used, and the feeling of being as light as a swallow is back.

Zhang Weidong checked his body again, and immediately put away the tuanpu with a smile on his face and stood up.

"Xiao Zhangzi, how are you feeling?"

"How did you manage to become mentally stronger?"

As soon as he woke up, the two old men couldn't wait to ask.

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