Exhausted!

Coming out of the golden bead space, the chaotic distractions were gone, and Chen Ping only had this feeling left.

Just like last time, his divine soul power disappeared out of thin air again.

When I squinted at the hourglass again, there were only three grains of black sand dripping.

One breath of sand, that is to say, since he rushed into the whirlpool, only three breaths have passed now.

But under his mental calculations, he obviously spent at least half an hour.

"A treasure that changes the rules of heaven and earth!"

Chen Ping's expression became suspicious.

The law of the One Realm is supreme, like a prison cage, imprisoning hundreds of millions of living beings in it, and even true immortals are difficult to break.

However, the Golden Bead Space can break free from the shackles of the law and delay the passage of time, which is enough to prove that this is a true top treasure.

"There is hope for the sermon! I will definitely dig into the secret of the golden bead, and one day, I will be able to cultivate all the way to the Divine Transformation Realm without hindrance, just like the Venerable One who has picked up the Supreme Treasure of the Realm! ”

Chen Ping, who came back to his senses, was overjoyed and danced a few laps in the secret room.

He has always been in a steady state of mind and rarely shows such extreme emotions.

It can be seen how exaggerated the shock and surprise that Jin Zhu brought to him.

Then, Chen calmed down, lay down on the spot, and slowly closed his eyes.

Before he knew it, two days passed, and when the spirit broke away from the sluggish decline, he followed the soles of his feet and stood up straight again.

Then, with a grasp of the palm, he crushed the photo beads.

"Buzz"

A blue curtain sprinkled in the air, and a figure sitting cross-legged first appeared.

This is his flesh.

At that moment, his divine soul should have just entered the Golden Bead Space.

At the second glance, Chen Ping immediately saw a shocking scene.

Outside his physical body, the ten-inch space actually suspended a series of light white, hair-like objects, dense and innumerable.

In the third eye, at the same moment as the formation of the light white hair, a blood-red cloud erupted from his dantian, constantly changing its shape, like a drop of blood falling, and like a blood bead reuniting.

"Bang!"

However, before he could really take a closer look, the light curtain of the shadow bead suddenly shattered inch by inch, a huge bell rang in his head, the pain in his ears was unbearable, and the entire sea of knowledge seemed to be turned upside down thousands of times.

Immediately, Chen Ping's eyes turned black, and he staggered to the ground, and his clothes were soaked in wet sweat.

After a pillar of incense, he finally woke up from his dizziness, and his face was full of fear.

"The metaphor of the silk."

Chen Ping's eyes flashed and he muttered.

The endless light white hair from before was the reward of the rules of heaven and earth after surviving the thunder tribulation, the metaphor of Xuansi!

The rarity of this object does not need to be mentioned.

Yuan Dan and Jin Dan monks can only get a trace of success if they are successfully promoted.

But the Xuansi metaphors that had just gathered outside his body were by no means thousands.

Moreover, the Xuansi metaphor seemed to be drilling into his body, but it was isolated from the outside world by the blood cloud that appeared inexplicably.

Chen Ping was sure that the blood cloud must be a vision of the manifestation of the golden bead.

And the golden bead prevents the penetration of the Xuansi metaphor, isn't it consciously rejecting the laws of heaven and earth?

His body trembled suddenly, and Chen Ping tried his best to dispel the curiosity and uneasiness in his heart.

He was only in the early stages of building a foundation, and it was too early to explore the deepest secrets of a realm.

As soon as his mind moved, a gold-veined magic leaf floated out of the storage ring.

Chen Ping took a deep breath and pressed it to his forehead without hesitation.

"Boom!"

Tens of thousands of strange words glittering with golden light rushed into the sea of knowledge, and the six-petal red flowers in the sky followed, and it was the skinny old man in Taoist robes who taught him the Fa.

"A thought comes true."

The old man's fingers fell, and the petals spun rapidly, rolling towards Chen Ping's sea of knowledge.

……

Exactly three months later.

Halfway through, Chen Ping swallowed a few Bigu Pills, and spent the rest of his time absorbing the insights contained in the Golden Pattern Leaf and opening up the meridian Zhou Tian of the second layer of the Taiyi Yan Divine Technique.

In an instant, Chen Ping opened his eyes.

The essence in the pupils is revealed, and the gestures seem to be integrated with the surrounding environment, and the temperament of the whole body is like two people compared to before.

Taiyi Yan Divine Method, the second layer of cultivation is completed!

The divine consciousness has skyrocketed to 3,500 zhang, which has far surpassed that of ordinary foundation-building Great Perfection monks.

Moreover, the purity of the divine soul has been improved to a certain extent.

The help in coordinating the physical body, exploring illusions, alchemy talismans, and controlling puppets has been strengthened a lot.

"Second petiole."

Chen Ping buried his head and looked down, and sure enough, after absorbing the True Yang Sycamore leaf, there was only a crystal clear petiole left.

Meticulously putting it away, he turned and shattered the stone door of the secret room.

After half a day's effort, Chen Ping drove the light back to Fuge Mountain.

After arranging the large array, he quietly observed Xue Yun's movements and found that she had recultivated to the fifth level of Qi cultivation.

It shouldn't take long to restore the cultivation of the seventh layer of Qi training.

Without disturbing her, Chen Ping retreated to his senses, and then pinched a secret, and the sound transmission paper crane flew down the mountain.

After a quarter of an hour, a man in yellow sped towards the top of the mountain, and when he saw the bamboo house in front of him, he finally slowed down breathlessly.

This person is Chen Qiudong, the deacon of the Internal Affairs Hall.

After receiving Chen Ping's transmission paper crane, he immediately put down all the affairs at hand and rushed to Fuge Mountain non-stop.

"Qiu Dong, don't be in a hurry, Elder Ben is just looking for you to know something."

Letting go of the large array passage, Chen Ping smiled at him and said gently.

"Summoned by the Seven Elders, how dare you delay in autumn and winter."

Chen Qiudong respectfully saluted, and then sat down in a proper manner.

"Has Chen Dieyu broken through?"

Chen Ping tapped the teacup under his fingers and asked casually.

Chen Qiudong nodded, and said a little nervously: "A month ago, Chen Die ...... No, the Eight Elders succeeded in building the foundation. ”

Between the pantothenic acid words, there is also a hint of deliciousness.

Chen Dieyu didn't use Tsukidan, but she still succeeded in breaking the ranks.

This luck and perseverance are really enviable.

Chen Qiudong's heart was mixed, and as soon as he entered the foundation, Chen Dieyu's status was rapidly raised, and he could no longer call him famous.

"Happy event."

In this regard, Chen Ping only spit out two words lightly, and then changed the conversation: "Can the worship hall recruit new monks over there?" ”

"After Xing Linnian, he recruited three more guest qing, and their cultivation was all at the ninth level of qi training."

Chen Qiudong replied truthfully.

"It's not bad, continue to hype up the treatment of the worship hall, I believe that in the future, more and more casual cultivators will come to take refuge."

Chen Ping said leisurely, with no joy or sorrow on his face.

"Yes!"

Chen Qiudong said respectfully, and at the same time, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After such a long period of time, the worship hall had only recruited a few third-class guests, and he was very worried that Chen Ping would blame him.

It's not that he is unfavorable, he feels that he has used all the resources of the House of Internal Affairs to promote the worship hall.

However, in the nearby sea area, the number of scattered cultivation of the ninth layer of Qi cultivation is already limited.

Moreover, the newly promoted Yuan Dan power Jin family is too close to Haichang Island, and a large part of the monks, even if they are lower in Yulu, will squeeze under the wing of the Jin family.

It's good to enjoy the shade under the big tree.

The Jin family is in full swing, and those neutral casual cultivators have this choice, and Chen Ping thinks that it is extremely normal.

Therefore, he did not blame Chen Qiudong for doing things badly.