Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Sword of the Soul of Life

I don't know how long it took for the broken world.

Xuan Chen floated in the fairy cave, time seemed to stand still, and a thick purple light cocoon formed around Xuan Chen's body.

The purple gold flashed and flashed, as beautiful as the stars.

Although Xuan Chen's body couldn't move, his consciousness was very clear, and within the Purple Mansion, the Purple Gold Divine Pill and the Reincarnation Pill were constantly rising and falling, and the light appeared.

"The way of life and death, time stands still, this is eternity?" Xuan Chen muttered to himself.

Constantly realize the way of life and death, the years are ruthless, people will grow old one day, mortals will die right, and leave the world in the company of their relatives, perhaps this is a kind of happiness, a kind of happiness, a kind of satisfaction.

Cultivating immortals for hundreds of years, or even thousands of years, if the road ahead is bleak, the road is at the end, all the way to the end, there are few relatives around you, accompanied only by loneliness and loneliness, there is no grave after death, forgotten by the world, and there is not even a final place to stay.

What about a thousand years of monasticism, and what about a thousand years of survival?

What is the joy of watching friends and relatives leave one by one, but there is nothing they can do.

Immortality is too difficult, there are many dry bones on the road to cultivating immortals, when will there be an end, this is a hopeless road, a dead end.

All things follow the laws of nature, birth, old age, sickness and death, it is the way of heaven, and the so-called way of heaven is ruthless, that is, if you step into the ranks of real immortals, can you live forever?

Immortals have the five decays of heaven and man, do not enter reincarnation, and eventually will also transform into the Tao and become a part of the Heavenly Dao.

"Life and death, yin and yang, when is the end?" Xuan Chen sighed with emotion in his heart, immersed in enlightenment, and realized the Tao in his heart.

Xuan Chen is not a weak person, even if it is just a drop in the ocean, so small that it is beyond reach, but he has the heart of a truly strong person.

It's not above all things, everyone has something they cherish, and Xuanchen also has it.

In his previous life, he had his favorite wife, but he was killed by his own hands, and there were no bones, perhaps, this is the sorrow of the cultivator, the road of the strong, it is too bumpy, most people have become historical passers-by, just a spectator.

If he is a mortal, he will have children, experience the joys of heaven and man on earth, and live for many years until the end of his life.

"The road is my own choice, life and death cannot be grasped, I will understand life and death, there is no reincarnation in the way of heaven, I will establish reincarnation, the years are ruthless, I will let time be eternal......"

Xuanchen has always been firm in his own way, although the road is too narrow, Xuanchen is confident that he can go to the end.

Three thousand avenues, each take a scoop, everyone has their own road, but not limited to one.

Time is passing quickly, and the outside world has passed for a day, and it seems like a hundred years, and time is forever frozen in that moment.

The light of the reincarnation pill is getting stronger and stronger, as if it is about to break out of the cocoon into a butterfly and regain the brilliance of life.

Xuan Chen's eyes lit up, as if he had some understanding, "I see, this is really my second way!"

Even a small insect has a chance to rejuvenate a second life, but what about people?

There is Tao everywhere around us, but there is a lack of eyes to discover the Tao and a heart to understand the Tao.

Insects make cocoons and bind themselves, pupate and reincarnate in their own world, and then break out of their cocoons and become butterflies, reaching a higher level.

The laws of heaven and earth and the rhyme of the Tao are like a cocoon that binds a cultivator, and in the cocoon they are reborn, and they realize their own way, understand their own way, and there will always be a day when they will break out of the cocoon and become a butterfly.

At this moment, Xuanchen had an epiphany, the way of life and death is the second way of Xuanchen.

Suddenly, the purple light flickered, and the purple light cocoon around his body broke open, and then slowly broke, Xuan Chen stepped out, and the purple light emitted by the Canglan purple gold could not affect Xuan Chen.

At this time, Xuan Chen entered a special state, forgetting himself, completely immersed in the way of life and death, and transcending everything.

Within the Purple Mansion, the Purple Gold Divine Pill and the Reincarnation Pill suddenly condensed a lot, and with the transparency of Xuan Chen's Dao, the Divine Pill became more and more condensed.

This is also the reason why ordinary immortal cultivators are reluctant to realize the Tao in advance, the thicker the cocoon, the more difficult it is to turn into a butterfly, and the difficulty of turning a pill into a baby will also increase, but once it becomes a butterfly, it will also travel above the nine heavens.

Heaven is ruthless, perhaps this is the truth, geniuses will not be blessed by God, and the cultivation of immortals itself goes against the sky, the more you give, the more you lose.

Many Infant Transformation Realm masters may not have Xuan Chen's profound understanding of the Dao at the moment.

To reach the realm of turning into an infant, you must truly understand the way of your own body, and the more you realize, the greater the chance of turning a baby into a god, which is different from the realm of turning into a god.

Xuan Chen looked at the one-foot-square Canglan Zijin in the distance, and sighed with emotion in his heart.

Wealth is in danger, and his soul was almost frozen just now, but he didn't expect to be able to easily get the vicissitudes of purple gold at this time.

Xuan Chen slowly picked up the purple gold, and a warmth instantly filled his heart, and his soul was suddenly greatly nourished, as if he was about to break through.

Xuan Chen smiled bitterly, every time it was the same as playing with his life, but he got unexpected benefits every time.

"Canglan purple gold, as special as the legend. Xuan Chen was slightly surprised.

If it was other top-level refining immortal materials, it would inevitably be extremely heavy, but this square Canglan Purple Gold was extremely frivolous, if it wasn't really held in his hand, Xuan Chen wouldn't be able to feel its weight.

"I used a sword in my previous life, and the sword is the real emperor, and I just used you to refine a good sword. Xuan Chen sighed, feeling a sadness in his heart, providence made people, in his previous life, several of his closest courtiers died under his own sword, even his dear wife.

"People have three souls and seven spirits, and the purple gold is a soul stone attribute, and I just want to refine a soul sword. ”

Obviously, Xuan Chen has long thought in his heart, people have three souls and seven souls, and the three souls include the heavenly soul, the earth soul, and the life soul.

There are seven spirits, one is the sky, two are the wisdom, three are the qi, four are the force, five are the center, six are the essence, and the seven are the Ying.

After a person dies, the seven spirits return to nothingness, the lights go out when people die, and the cultivators do not believe in reincarnation, it is for this reason that the physical body is destroyed, and the soul is still there, this is not real death, just like Xuan Chen himself.

Cultivating to the realm of transforming gods, although there are three gods, the divine consciousness is not dispersed, and the cultivator is not destroyed, as long as the divine consciousness is not dispersed, the seven spirits will not die, which is the reason why the monk is powerful.

Xuan Chen sat cross-legged, a divine consciousness emanated, slowly enveloping the Canglan purple gold, Xuan Chen did not dare to be careless, although this Canglan purple gold is precious, but it is also extremely dangerous, if you are not careful, your divine consciousness will be swallowed by it.

Xuan Chen hadn't really perfected his Dao yet, but he was in a special state at this time, as Xuan Chen expected, the Canglan Purple Gold did not back.

However, Xuan Chen was still very cautious, and a wisp of divine consciousness turned into a divine soul pure fire, slowly calcining.

This is a delicate and delicate work, no carelessness, if you are not careful, it will be a place of no return, and the soul will be imprisoned forever in the vicissitudes of purple gold, until it is swallowed and fused into one.

At this time, Xuan Chen was no longer able to take into account the intentions of the Kawei Divine Lord, and even forgot about the anti-heaven behavior of the Feather God Dynasty.

Even if he goes out now, with the Purple Flame Immortal Peng here, Xuan Chen will definitely not be able to get out alive, so it is better to cultivate here with peace of mind.

The weak soul pure fire is constantly calcining the vicissitudes of purple gold, and it is not urgent to work carefully.

Xuan Chen had long forgotten time, and had been immersed in that delicate state, as if ten years had passed, and it seemed like twenty years, and it seemed like a hundred years.

His divine sense has changed significantly, it is more powerful and solid, and his cultivation is also improving rapidly, and he has broken through the realm of the late stage of Huadan, and has stepped into the peak with one foot.

The Canglan Purple Gold in his hand has changed from a square foot to an extremely thin sword shape that is more than three feet long, and it already has the rough embryo of a sword.

Although the volume is greatly reduced, it gives people a sense of heaviness, and as long as you look at it slightly, it makes people feel a feeling of palpitations.

Xuan Chen was very bold, separating the two wills in the Purple Gold Divine Pill and the Reincarnation Pill in it, containing a trace of the way of the emperor and the way of life and death.

Surrounded by purple light, dotted with stars, invisibly exuding a kind of sword domineering, a trace of purple gold light and gray light flowed, warming the Canglan purple gold sword.

Time passed slowly, and inside the cave, the purple light was already restrained, swallowed by the Canglan Purple Gold Sword, and only a faint purple light was surrounding.

Although the cave is very dark, it gives people a sense of warmth.

The Canglan Purple Gold Sword became smaller and smaller, and Xuan Chen continued to refine, from more than three feet long to three feet, and finally to two feet nine inches and nine, which was not bad at all.

The gradual width of the body is two inches, and the thickness is completely negligible.

If outsiders know that this is a sword that is completely refined from Canglan purple gold, they will definitely scold Xuanchen for being a loser.

You must know that as long as you add a little Canglan Purple Gold, you can refine a rare treasure weapon, and the power is so great that it is no longer something that can be guessed casually.

However, Xuan Chen didn't care, he had his own thoughts, he was a bold person, how could he take some things outside his body to heart.

"Groaning ~~~~~~~~"

The purple light was scorching, terrifying, the stars flashed, it looked very hazy, the purple sword let out a slight tremble, and a monstrous sword intent erupted.

Xuan Chen took a deep breath, his eyes lit up, and he quickly put away his divine sense, obviously, the sword had been practiced.

"The sword is in turmoil, a holy weapon!" Xuan Chen showed a look of satisfaction, his refining technique was really not very good, after all, his cultivation was limited, but he had only refined a holy weapon.

If it is refined by a god master, at least it is a nine-grade immortal weapon, and it may have to be turned into a treasure.

However, Xuan Chen did not feel sorry, but was happy.

This is a real soul sword, constantly rising and falling in the void, the purple light flickering, Xuan Chen's thoughts together, the purple light is instantly restrained, and slowly floats towards Xuan Chen.

"The first emperor sword in this world, the name of the Soul Sword!" Xuan Chen said in a deep voice.

"Groaning ~~~~~~~~"

The Soul Sword trembled slightly, a sword intent spread, Xuan Chen was slightly surprised, and sighed in his heart, it was indeed worthy of the vicissitudes of purple gold, although there was no sword spirit, but it seemed to be a heart-to-heart, as if there was a spirit, this is the characteristics of the Soul Sword, it is a precious soul stone immortal material.

Xuan Chen stood up and glanced around, the aura here was devoured, and it was no longer suitable for cultivation.

However, he didn't rush out, put away the Soul Sword, and still sat cross-legged, the soul power left by the Canglan Purple Gold here was very strong.

In another few months, there were bursts of roaring sounds in Xuan Chen's body, and within the Purple Mansion, the two divine pills had grown a lot, the divine light was even more dazzling, and the divine soul was also a little stronger.

Looking at the two Divine Pills inside, Xuan Chen sighed for a while, the two Divine Pills were about the size of a fist, compared to the Divine Pill of the Divine Pill of the Ordinary People's Transformation Realm, it was several times larger.

"It's finally the peak of the Dan Realm. Xuan Chen sighed, the essence of his eyes flashed, and his face showed a hint of worry, "I don't know what happened to Yu Ling Xian?"