Who is it, using the nine-petal lotus flower to refine the ancient battlefield.

Who is it that raised snakes and rats and kept eating corpses.

There must be a great opportunity in this sunken land, attracting these people with strange arts, each using their own means to plunder the essence of it.

Chen Changan sat down, ignored the dead rat spirits and giant snakes around him, closed his eyes and began to meditate.

He unleashed his spiritual power and covered the battlefield.

Chen Changan had already mastered a trick, every time his spiritual power was exhausted, he would be able to frantically absorb the dead qi around him.

It's not so much a skill as a talent...

An innate talent.

Just like a tree is born to take root, and people are born to seek milk, as soon as Chen Changan cultivates, he will absorb a series of negative breaths such as death, anger, and resentment.

And the power of faith...

This is actually very unusual, even the sages of the Flood Desolation rarely have such a strong absorption capacity.

After Chen Changan sat down, Qingle next to him instantly became excited.

"I'm meditating again!"

Qingle, who looked like a little girl, turned into a little three-tailed fox and lay quietly in front of him.

After Chen Changan sat down, he felt the spiritual power around his body, spreading evenly on the battlefield.

At this time, there were no enemies or injured teammates to consume spiritual power for him, so Chen Changan had no choice but to use spiritual power, wrapping the scattered fragments of magic weapons, and slowly fusing and exercising.

and his own broken bowl, which was also thrown into it by him, and on this battlefield underground, there were countless fragments of weapons and magic weapons suspended.

Chen Changan supported them with spiritual power, slowly approached, and smelted them on the Samadhi True Fire.

His spiritual power was indeed exhausted quickly, the Purple Mansion was empty, and the sea of qi was silent.

Sure enough, a trace of dark aura gathered from all directions.

They were on the top of Chen Chang'an's head, forming a small black golden lotus, which happened to have nine petals.

I don't care who uses the nine-petal golden lotus to refine this battlefield, and now I will swallow it.

Chen Chang'an was outside the mountain of death, and he almost took a step forward, but unfortunately he was interrupted by the monks.

But that time, he really expanded his meridians, and the Purple Mansion Qi Sea almost reached the sky one step at a time, and the foundation had been laid.

This even more vast and majestic black aura, in the shape of a golden lotus, shrouded Chen Changan's head, enveloping him in it.

With the continuous influx of spiritual power, Chen Changan desperately used his spiritual power, the place he controlled became bigger and bigger, and all the blades and fragments of magic weapons were held up by him with spiritual power.

It's not that he's insatiable, but if he doesn't use it desperately, his body will be burst.

Since it had already begun, he couldn't stop it, and Chen Changan could only scold the fragments of the magic weapon more quickly by holding on to the pain of cracking.

He used his spiritual power to run through it and create the appearance of his favorite magic weapon.

That will be a battle armor to replace the eliminated Shengshan Bowl and protect its own safety.

The monks outside were mixed, and their aura was exhausted, forcing all the geniuses who should be amazing and brilliant into the next three indiscriminately.

It has become the norm for monks to be unkind.

You have to have something to protect yourself!

Chen Changan still underestimated the dark aura contained in this ancient battlefield, and the spiritual power and true qi surging in the sea of qi gradually got out of control, and Chen Changan even felt that he was about to explode and die.

What to do?

The severe pain eroded his thinking, Chen Changan gritted his teeth, and suddenly urged the spiritual power in his body to lean towards the samadhi true fire.

The pressure on his body was light, Chen Changan was overjoyed, and he rushed to the doctor, but he didn't expect it to be really useful.

He wanted to take painkillers and became addicted to it, so he used his spiritual power to challenge the true fire of samadhi.

In the end, he simply gathered all the flames on the ancient battlefield, wrapped them with spiritual power, and put them by his side.

Qingle was so hot that he jumped a few steps away, turned into a little girl, and looked at his brother Chang'an who was "self-immolating" from a distance.

Her eyebrows frowned slightly, she didn't know what kind of road this was, and she didn't dare to rush forward, so she had to watch quietly from a distance.

Use the true fire of Samadhi to burn your body, and then use your unique spiritual power to heal yourself.

This is a long and painful process, and if he did it again, Chen Changan might not choose to suffer this hardship.

But now it's different, a grudge is waiting to be avenged, and Xuan Wei is waiting to save herself.

Since entering the immortal cultivation world, I have always been unhappy...

Suffocating and aggrieved, wretched, when is it a head?

He was so cruel that he kept burning himself and then healed.

Slowly, some impurities were burned clean, and the act of rushing to the doctor in a hurry made him get his heart and body refined.

The body is like a hundred tempered into steel, which is constantly tempered by the true fire of samadhi.

The flesh and blood on Chen Changan's body became crystal clear, and the impurities were burned to ashes along with the flesh and blood, but the spiritual power could restore the flesh and blood, but not the impurities.

It is estimated that not many people have experienced the torture of Samadhi True Fire, just like the Sun Monkey who entered the alchemy furnace in later novels.

It is estimated that no one can be so ruthless as to use himself as a magic weapon to refine, and he directly uses the true fire of Samadhi.

Cycle after cycle, Chen Changan's body was tempered stronger and stronger, and his spiritual power was also consumed rapidly, so that he would not be supported by the aura of the nine-petal black lotus and die.

The spiritual power of this ancient battlefield is too vast, and Chen Changan doesn't know how long he can last.

His Qi Sea and Purple Mansion are no longer under his control...

After four days, Qingle, who was shrinking to the side and fiddling with his tail boringly, suddenly felt a majestic aura.

"Brother Chang'an has been promoted again!?"

She immediately moved closer and began to cultivate.

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It has been more than a month since the last time the true monk Huineng and the Kuyuan Dao Chang worked together to strangle the "evil demon" Chen Changan.

Xuan Wei of Taihua Sect, because she helped her teacher and nephew, was characterized as an evil demon by a true monk.

This matter has already alarmed Xuanjun, and the Taihua Sect is in charge, and in front of Huineng of Daxiong Temple, he can't speak at all.

He now only wants to clear up the relationship between Taihua Sect and this matter, and he doesn't mention asking for Xuan Wei at all.

In a private room, there are several tables and chairs that are simply placed, which is antique.

Yun Yin of Ziyun Xuan stood behind Ku Yuan.

Ku Yuan is her master, in front of Ku Yuan, the violent Yun Yin, obediently like a different person.

She stood aside with a smile, serving tea and pouring water for her master, and across from Ku Yuan, it was Huineng who was sitting.

"What happened last time was really too mysterious, that little foundation-building monk had such a big opportunity that he almost became holy. ”

After Ku Yuan finished speaking, he glanced at Huineng, who was in Gujing Wubo, and cursed a few times in his heart.

Huineng announced a Buddha name: "Amitabha, my Buddha is compassionate, this foundation-building monk is full of strangeness. He can heal the wounds of the samadhi fire, and the mortals he saves are stronger than they were before they were burned.

How could such a mysterious method be in the hands of an evil spirit? We must catch him back, take this exercise in our hands, and benefit the people of the world, good and good..."

Yun Yin looked at Huineng from the side, there was infinite admiration in her eyes, she admired these famous people with a background bigger than herself. To put it bluntly, this person's character is to bully and flatter.

"I'm afraid this kid will die in the mountain of death, it's a forbidden area of life, and few people who go in come out alive. Yun Yin asked cautiously.

Hui Neng sighed, "You have to give it a try, in case he lives, it's best to use that female cultivator named Xuan Wei to threaten him to come out." ”

"Good, good..."