One by one, the energy escaped, enveloping Ding Yan's whole body, and the three flowers rotated, connecting the heavens and the earth.

Sanhua borrows the Tao, which is the mysterious method of condensing essence recorded in the Qiankun Dao Sutra, replacing martial arts with essence and spirit, condensing into flowers, taking flowers as the soul, and martial arts as the base, directly achieving the unity of God and body, qi and heart, essence and spirit, opening up the sea of gods, and achieving martial souls.

However, there is one thing that Sanhua borrows is the biggest shackle for the rest of the people, that is, when using this secret method to condense the martial soul, the soul must be very strong, stronger than the power of the ordinary quasi-sect soul that condenses Sanhua, and there is no extremely strong soul power to control the essence and spirit, then there is only one end, and the Sanhua condensed by the spirit and spirit will collapse directly, and the spirit and soul will disappear.

The Essence and Divine Sanhua looked very simple, but the essence was very difficult, otherwise, there wouldn't be so many martial artists who had stayed in the late stage of the Condensation Realm without any existence.

The secret method of borrowing the three flowers recorded in the Qiankun Taoist Sutra is stronger and more terrifying, and the condensed state of the three flowers is more detailed and more refined.

The strong people of the quasi-sect only need to condense the essence and spirit of the three flowers and open up the sea of gods, and the three flowers borrow the way, which is to forcibly blend the martial arts of cultivation into the three flowers of the spirit and spirit, and use the three flowers to open up the sea of gods, directly condense the martial soul, and skip many steps.

Rumble!

The surging black and white vitality rolled in, Ding Yan closed his eyes tightly, his brows furrowed, and the three flowers above his head were like a lonely boat in the waves of the sea, swaying, ups and downs.

In the underground of the Immortal Demon Star, there is no way to open a different space at all, and you can only absorb this infinite black and white qi to replenish yourself.

The two illusory flowers, black and white, slowly condensed under the infinite energy around them, but the golden flower was still disillusioned, and it seemed to be powerless, and it seemed to be suppressed by the surrounding forces.

"Lian!"

Seeing that the golden flowers were gradually fading, Ding Yan, who closed his eyes, spit out a word.

Whoa!

In the body, there seems to be the sound of blood rolling, and like the sound of waves lapping, all the energy structure of the acupoints, meridians, all broken, a stream of pure power swept out, with Ding Yan as the center, dense cracks appeared in the solid soil, frantically radiating to the surroundings, like a mony and deep python.

The golden flowers suddenly radiated light, and they were on a par with the black and white flowers.

Airplanes!

Black and white gold, the three flowers slowly condensed together, twisted and changed, and soon, a villain wearing a black and white robe was formed.

Except for the obvious black and white robes, the rest of the villain is blurry, like a dream, but a pair of golden eyes can be vaguely seen.

Martial Soul!

The martial soul condensed from the Qiankun Dao Sutra!

At this moment, Ding Yan seemed to feel that the sea of his soul was forcibly expanding by a force, getting bigger and bigger, and at the moment when he reached the limit, the terrifying energy suddenly spread out, and in the dark, there seemed to be a shackle that was broken.

The dark artistic conception and light artistic conception that had originally reached the fourth order were rapidly improved under the effect of the martial spirit.

Fifth Order!

The pinnacle of the fifth order!

Sixth Order!

Sixth-Order Peak!

Bang!

The black and white qi surrounding Ding Yan's body vibrated violently, forming a huge funnel vortex, and in the center of the funnel was Ding Yan sitting cross-legged and the illusory black and white villain.

Seventh Order!

The whirlpool disappeared, and Ding Yan's two major artistic conceptions were promoted to the seventh order at the same time.

Seventh-order, grandmaster-level artistic conception!

This is the stage of the Great Venerable.

However, Ding Yan has two seventh-order artistic conceptions of darkness and light, and under the Qiankun Taoist Sutra and the martial soul, the mystery of darkness and light, the mystery of light and darkness is also the mystery of Qiankun.

Not only that, Ding Yan also felt the changes in his body, and it seemed that he had been able to connect with the physical body of the Tongshan Sacred Domain.

Opening his eyes, Ding Yan took a deep look at the depths of the black and white qi, and turned to leave.

Now, it's not the time to refine the Immortal Demon Star.

Coming to the ground, Ding Yan glanced at Mu Zhenzhen, who was still unconscious, and frowned.

"Although the light spirit body will not be completely eroded by the power of the Immortal Demon Star, it will fall into a deep sleep."

After thinking about it for a long time, Ding Yan could only come to this conclusion.

After a deep groan, Ding Yan stretched out his hand and pointed, and a golden rune condensed out and flew into Mu Zhenzhen's eyebrows.

"Although the Immortal Demon Star will make you sleep, it is also very safe, as long as you successfully practice this sword technique, you will wake up with your own strength, which can be regarded as Ding's compensation for you"

Ding Yan didn't know that Mu Yue was not dead, in his mind, Mu Yue was Mu Zhenzhen's closest person, and although he only promised to save her, not saving Mu Yue also made Ding Yan feel a little more guilty.

Looking at Mu Zhenzhen's holy and soft face, Ding Yan's expression was in a trance.

The figure in the memory and the person in front of him slowly coincided, indistinguishable from each other.

However, another figure suddenly appeared, shocking Ding Yan's trance-like expression.

"Xiao He"

With a pain in his heart, Ding Yan suddenly stepped into the air, his body was running, and the whole person crossed the barrier of the Immortal Demon Star, the spiritual communication ladder, and landed directly in the Zhuxian Sword Pavilion in the Tongshan Sacred Domain.

At the moment when Ding Yan landed in his physical body, the immortal brilliance that permeated the Zhuxian Sword Pavilion instantly faded.

"The young master is back?"

Ding Xiaohe woke up from his meditation, and a flash of joy flashed in his eyes.

After a few months of cultivation, her cultivation has grown rapidly, and of course, the fastest growth is her soul.

The initial stage of the Condensation Realm has been successfully cultivated, and the soul has reached the point of consummation in the middle stage of the Condensation Realm!

As long as the time is ripe and the path of martial arts is determined, you can step into the middle stage of the Condensation Realm.

In the secret room, the moment Ding Yan just fell back into his body, he sensed that something was wrong with his body.

The green shirt he was wearing had been dyed red with blood, and the secret room under his body, which could withstand the blow of the Divine Sea Realm Grandmaster, was even more cracked, and the spider-like crack spread all the way to the door of the secret room before stopping.

And his own cultivation has directly descended from the Great Perfection of the Divine Sea Realm to the late stage of the Condensation Realm, but the black and white villain still exists.

"The physical body has reached the fifth turn, and the nine-turn ghost body has also reached the third turn. ”

As for the Qiankun Dao Sutra, it has reached the sixfold.

Sixfold, this is the level that can only be achieved in the Divine Sea Realm, but what makes Ding Yan strange is that his cultivation is only in the late stage of the True Realm.

Feeling the changes in his body, Ding Yan became more and more surprised.

"Young Master!"

Outside the door, Ding Xiaohe screamed softly.

"Xiao He!"

Ding Yan's body shook, the doubts in his mind were thrown away, and surprise flashed in his eyes.

With one step out, the door of the secret room naturally opened, and Ding Xiaohe wore a long dress in green clothes and stood quietly at the door of the secret room.

Hugging Ding Xiaohe into his arms, Ding Yan had a feeling of gaining and losing.

"It's fine if you're okay!"

"Let the young master worry. ”

Ding Xiaohe immediately said worriedly: "Young Master, there are only seven days left before the martial arts tea party, we"

Martial arts tea party, there are seven days left!

Ding Yan's heart moved, he didn't expect it to take so long on the Immortal Demon Star.

"It's still too late, let's go back to Ding's house first"

Southern Regions, the capital of Chu State.

"The young master is back!"

A shrill voice broke Sudu