Hazy moonlight, spotted bamboo shadows, criss-crossed, quiet and leisurely.

In the city, more than half of the houses have been darkened, the candlelight and lights have disappeared, and the people are sleeping soundly, although it is the noisy Yanjing, but in this lonely night, except for a very few fireworks restaurants, it has ceased to be lively in the white day, especially such a delicate and special courtyard, which makes people feel a faint sadness, as if wandering in the air, wandering, wandering, wandering, there is no end, and there is no regularity.

If you change to someone else, you will definitely not choose to transfer to the funeral magic technique in Yanjing, such an earth-shattering cultivation technique, after all, the water in Yanjing is unfathomable, masters, there are countless people, and it is easy for unexpected things to happen, but Yi Chen chose to transfer the funeral magic trick here.

The most dangerous place is also the safest place, this is a sentence from another ancient book, Yi Chen thought it was true.

In the room, Yi Chen felt the rich aura around him, it seemed that it was not enough, but it could not be changed in a short period of time, he could only settle for it, fortunately, such an aura environment had already met the requirements of the burial spirit.

"Huh~" Suddenly, Yi Chen moved, his hands were raised high, his fingers were pressed together, and a few knots were slowly formed.

His movements are very strange and unsmooth, occasionally stopping and pausing before continuing, but they feel very comfortable and natural.

Slowly, his movements became faster and faster, faster and smoother, more and more natural, as if after a thousand exercises, as if it was an instinct, and just when his speed reached the limit, he suddenly stopped, crossed the ten fingers of his palm, and pulled out, and then formed a profound knot.

"Poof~"

As soon as his throat bulged, Yi Chen's face suddenly turned pale, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

In the dantian, the whirlpool of nine great fighting forces was completely dispersed, becoming a huge fighting force, scurrying around, violently crashing into his meridians, if it weren't for his meridians after a perfect transformation, maybe they would have been broken by now, and even if they were transformed to the point of inhumanity, they couldn't afford to toss so much, and after a long time, his meridians would definitely be scrapped.

"Hiss~" Yi Chen gasped in pain, and was deeply glad in his heart, "Fortunately, I have condensed my fighting strength many times, otherwise, I am only afraid of colliding more violently now." ”

The unintentional behavior in the past, the behavior of the habitual surname, the superfluous action for the sake of safety, now seems to be extremely wise.

Time waits for no one, Yi Chen didn't dare to delay any longer, he endured the pain in his body, he struggled to form a knot, the same as at the beginning, very slow, very jerky, very strange, but as time passed, his movements became more and more smooth, faster and faster, more and more natural, and in the end, he couldn't even see his hands, only a piece of afterimage.

As he continued to seal the knot, an invisible air flow began to form in the room.

"Whew~" The aura controlled by the spirit absorbing stone, the rich aura, in just a few breaths, was completely inhaled into Yi Chen's body, and this is far more than that, as this spiritual energy was absorbed, the effect of the spirit absorbing stone was exerted again, and in the void, countless invisible and untouched spiritual energy were concentrated in Yi Chen's small bamboo house in an invisible way.

The gathering of aura was invisible, and even those terrifying old monsters in the palace couldn't detect the abnormality at all, and they couldn't find that there was such a bold guy as Yi Chen under their noses.

Confusion.

The situation in Yi Chen's body can only be described as chaotic, fighting power and aura are intertwined, in the meridians, in the dantian, everywhere is full of fighting power and aura, and Yi Chen's face is also showing a trace of madness, it is rare to have a few times in life, this time, I can't say that I have to fight, the burial recipe was obtained by him from the center of the Warcraft Forest, he doesn't know who created the burial trick, but the God of War illustrated book derived from it alone is so powerful, can it be weak itself?

Besides, since the God of War Illustrated Book has been successfully cultivated, then there should be no problem with the Burial God Technique.

"Zz. The piercing voice kept coming out of his body, although it was very light, but the pain it brought to Yi Chen was not light at all.

The fighting power and aura are almost completely out of control, even if he condenses the fighting power countless times and reaches the point of extreme stability, it is still much worse, it seems that this is far from the limit, the so-called limit, just what he thinks.

A stick of incense, a quarter of an hour, an hour......

As time went by, Yi Chen's face became more and more pale, even if he used the power of his soul, he couldn't suppress the fighting power and aura of the riot in his body, the soul power of the eighth-level sword saint, at this moment, there was no use in the slightest, Yi Chen could only rely on his strong perseverance to endure the torture and pain that was enough to drive people crazy.

I don't know when, the aura and fighting power gradually blocked his meridians and dantian, and the aura within a radius of several kilometers was absorbed, and farther away, the aura was still slowly flowing over.

Swell!

When the pain disappeared, Yi Chen felt something even more terrifying, and there was a feeling of swelling in the meridians, as if it was about to burst at any time, this is not good, without the meridians, he would be equivalent to becoming a waste, and the dream of surpassing the Sword Master in this life would become a fantasy, and he was shocked.

"Click~" What is broken? Is it a meridian? In a trance, Yi Chen seemed to hear such a voice.

"Click. "Click. "Click. ”......

A series of voices sounded again, making him, who was a little confused, wake up again.

"Brush!" There was a strange sound in his body, which made Yi Chen smile bitterly, now, the situation in his body seemed to be out of his control, as if there was a mysterious force that was controlling all this, and he himself, although he could feel the existence of this power, he couldn't control it, he couldn't manipulate it, he could only watch it do whatever he wanted.

Finally.

When half an hour passed, Yi Chen finally gained control of the energy in his body, and was just about to release his soul power to sense the situation in his body, but he didn't expect that the soul power would gush out like a tide, and the immeasurable soul power was more than ten times higher than before.

"Rank Nine Sword Saint?" Yi Chen swallowed, "But the Rank Nine Sword Saint shouldn't be so terrifying, right?"

He had a feeling that at this time, relying on the power of his soul alone, it was enough to kill any junior or even intermediate sword saint in an instant, and I was afraid that only a strong person of the seventh level sword saint and above was qualified to fight with him.

Wait a minute... Before he could get excited, the smile that had just risen on his face suddenly froze on his face like a flame that had been extinguished.

"No, how could it be! I have no energy in my body?" Yi Chen couldn't believe it, couldn't believe it, didn't want to believe it.

His tone even carried a hint of despair, extreme remorse, anger, and pain, burying the gods, burying the gods, whether to bury the gods or bury himself, this was just the first step of cultivation, and he directly devoured all the energy, that is, Yi Chen had to start cultivating from scratch.

Cultivating from scratch is not a problem, the question is, since there is a first time in the Burial God Technique, there is a second time, will the energy he cultivated again still disappear inexplicably?

Moreover, now that he has transferred to cultivating the Burial Divine Technique, the rest of the exercises can no longer be cultivated, that is to say, he can no longer cultivate the energies of Fighting Strength, Fighting Qi and Strength, even if there are countless exercises in his mind, and there are many advanced exercises in the ring, but they are useless at all.

Rao is the heart of the grandmaster, at this moment, it is almost broken, the persistence and persistence of the past life and this life, is it going to pass away with the wind like this?

"Huh?" At this moment, Yi Chen felt a hint of strangeness, "The power of the soul seems to be a little different from before. ”

He carefully felt the changes in it, for a long time, the expression on his face changed into a surprise, one step hell, one step to heaven, this step, he stepped into heaven again, and it was the kind that rose in vain, for no other reason, he found a problem, Jian Yuan, the so-called Jian Yuan, turned out to be a fusion of fighting power and soul power, if you have to say different places, perhaps, this Jian Yuan is more condensed, condensed to the point of shocking.

The sword element, which was fused and solidified by the fusion of soul power and fighting power, was in an endless space.

This space is his sea of knowledge.

No one would have imagined that the so-called Jian Yuan would be such an existence, and it would exist in Zhihai, not Dantian, I am afraid that if he says it, no one in this world will believe that energy can also be stored in Zhihai, what kind of joke is this, if it weren't for Yi Chen's own personal experience, I'm afraid even he wouldn't believe it.

"This feeling is great!" He had a strong sense of confidence, at this time, he was afraid that he could really fight with those high-level sword saints, and moreover, Jian Yuan's recovery speed was beyond the reach of soul power, so he no longer had to worry about the problem of not having the power to fight again after the soul power was exhausted.

According to the introduction of the funeral god formula, Yi Chen gave himself the current realm positioning: the late stage of the Yuan Sword.

Later Yuanjian ......

These four words alone are enough, and the rest, no more need to be said.

"The first layer of the Burial God Recipe is already comparable to the most powerful Sword Saint, then, the second layer..."Yi Chen's voice was trembling, "Who created this exercise, the Burial God, the Burial God, its name, why is it a Burial God?"

The late Yuan Sword was already powerful to this point, so what about the Sword Robbery Period? What about the final Supreme Period?

Yi Chen seemed to see that the Kingdom of Heaven had opened a door, and his vision, at this moment, naturally opened.

He has been thinking about it for so long, wanting to make a career in this Proud Sword Continent, leaving behind an earth-shattering cause, the so-called Proud Sect, the so-called world, the so-called genius, so far, it seems that it is just a joke, a blank piece of paper, since there is such a terrifying technique as the Burial God Technique, then, how can the world be so big?

(To be continued)