Four years later, the spirit ship crossed the almost endless spiritual realm cliff, and the moment it saw the verdant ground of the spiritual realm, there was a burst of joy and thunder on the spirit boat.

However, then the spirit ship hovered still, and a message came to the ears of everyone on the ship: after resting for a few days, the spirit ship continued to move to the upper spiritual realm, and the upper spiritual realm was the place to settle down.

The disciples of the sect are a long retreat and cultivation for a few more years, and mortals dare not speak even if they complain, so after seven days, the spirit boat moved again and continued to fly up.

Six years later, when they saw the green land again, the mortals who had climbed onto the deck to watch were constantly cheering, and at the same time, they couldn't help but tears welled up in their eyes, staining the large patches of clothes on their chests.

Thirteen years, all day long in the lonely and difficult journey, except for the spirit ship, there is nowhere to go, this painful feeling, if there is a next time, I believe that not many people will be willing to bear it again.

However, the moment he saw the verdant earth of the Spirit Realm, the Spirit Boat was like the first time it passed through the Spirit Realm, it hovered and no longer moved.

While the faces of the mortals on the ship were puzzled, the monks also looked the same, not knowing what had happened on the spirit ship.

Three days later, in a heavily forbidden bedroom, Chen San slowly opened his eyes, a ray of divine light emanated from his eyes, and suddenly the dim bedroom was brightly reflected, and at the same time, a breathing spiritual pressure surged out from his body, like the tide of the angry sea, galloping, and furious.

As Chen San exhaled a turbid breath from his mouth, the divine light in his eyes disappeared, and he returned to his former brightness, and at the same time, the soulful spirit on his body calmed down, and he returned to his former calm like water.

"How easy can it be?"

A question came out of Chen San's mouth, and then Chen San replied to himself: "While cultivating the physical body of the True Soil Condensation Determination, the meridian dantian is also strengthened, and the spiritual power operation when turning into a baby is more tolerant of errors. And the Nine Heavens Cultivation Ring is even more unexpectedly powerful, and at the moment when I successfully hit the bottleneck of my divine consciousness, there was no trace of demonic barrier, which made it easier for the dantian golden pill to transform into a baby. ”

Speaking of this, Chen San smiled slightly, and a touch of smugness appeared on his face: "Now, I, Chen San, am also a proud Yuan Infant Stage Cultivator. ”

After speaking, Chen San's face froze, and the light in his eyes dissipated, as if he was a stone puppet.

A golden light emanated from Chen San's top, and in the golden light, an inch of villain emerged from it.

The villain has no clothes, his skin is red gold, shaped like a golden boy, since the top of Chen San's head appeared, his eyes turned like gold pulp flowing, and he couldn't stop scanning the four directions.

Then, the golden boy moved his hands and feet, looking very clumsy, as if he was slowly getting used to it.

After the golden boy's hands and feet became more and more flexible, the golden boy's body flickered, turned into a golden shadow, and swam quickly in the small bedroom, forming a long golden practice, which has not dissipated for a long time.

Jin Ying paused, Jin Tong's face was dissatisfied, and he said to himself: "The speed of the Yuan Baby's body is indeed very fast, but it consumes too much spiritual power and vitality, not to mention, the speed is not much different from the speed of the wind and thunder when I cast the wind and thunder when I was in the flesh. ”

Immediately, the golden boy raised his eyebrows, a chubby index finger was erected, and a ray of electric light appeared on his fingertips, and his mouth received: "Fortunately, the power of thunder, which is difficult for monks to grasp, can also be used in the body of the Yuan Infant." ”

The golden boy moved again, and in a burst of thunder and rolling sounds, the small bedroom was bright, but the figure of the golden boy disappeared.

The thunder disappeared, and under the light and darkness, the figure of the golden boy appeared. Looking at the happy look on the golden boy's face, he knew that the golden boy was very satisfied.

"Very good, the power of thunder can indeed be used in the body of the primordial infant, and the speed is not weak. ”

With a smack in his mouth, the golden boy floated towards Chen San while muttering to himself, and then sank back into his skull.

The moment the golden boy's figure disappeared above Chen San's head, the light in Chen San's eyes returned, and after getting up and moving his hands and feet, he pushed the door and walked out. Bookbag netting

Chen San's bedroom was at the stern of the spirit boat, and the remaining two Qingyunmen Yuan infant monks, Wang Chaoyang was in the middle of the spirit boat, and Yuan Qingzi was at the head of the spirit boat.

In this arrangement, whether it is external or internal, once there is a change, the three supernatural monks can immediately echo from beginning to end, so as not to lose sight of one or the other.

The cabin path taken by Chen San is specially used by the elders in the sect, and ordinary disciples must not walk through this cabin if they have no important matter. Therefore, Chen San traveled all the way, except for meeting an elder who was also from Qingyunmen, he did not meet anyone again.

"Elder Shen is good. ”

Looking at the oncoming elders, a young man who often had a smile on his face, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a simple face, Chen San took the lead in greeting him.

"Elder Chen is good. ”

As if flattered, the young man nodded hurriedly in reply.

Chen San was also accustomed to the young man's performance, and after nodding, he passed by the young man and continued to move forward.

After passing Chen San, the young man who also continued to walk forward slowly fell with a smile on his face, and a strange glint flashed in his eyes.

Chen San kept going all the way, and just as he was about to reach the middle of the cabin, the door of a bedroom at the end of the cabin opened, and a figure walked out of it.

The figure is burly and tall, with an ancient face, a wisp of black beard on his chin, and when he looks at it, he knows that he is a person with a decisive temperament, and this person is one of the Yuan Infant monks of Qingyunmen, Yuan Qingzi.

Yuan Qingzi walked out of the bedroom and saw Chen San, his face showed a hint of surprise. When he saw Chen San walk to the middle of the cabin and stopped, when Yuan Qingzi took the next step, his figure flickered, and he was already standing more than thirty zhang away.

After just two steps, Yuan Qingzi had already come to Chen San's side, the corners of his mouth hooked, and he said with a smile: "Elder Chen, I haven't seen you for a long time, have you been in retreat recently?"

"Hmm. We monks are really not lazy in fighting against heaven and earth. By the way, the Great Elder is also here to ask the head of the Spirit Ship what is the matter with the pause?"

Chen San also responded with a smile, and at the same time, a finger of spiritual light shot out and disappeared into the void in front of him.

"Not really. As soon as the spirit boat arrived outside the spirit realm, the senior brother in charge ordered the disciples who controlled the spirit boat to stop and wait in place, and even I didn't know the reason. ”

Hearing this, Yuan Qingzi shook his head and replied with a wry smile.

"Come in. ”

As soon as Yuan Qingzi's words fell, a deep voice came from behind the front door of the two of them.

Chen San pushed open the door and asked Yuan Qingzi before following Yuan Qingzi to the bedroom.

The moment the door was opened, a light flashed in the room, and then it quickly dimmed, and the two people who entered the room saw the last ray of divine light in the eyes of Wang Chaoyang in the room disappearing.

"You're here to ask why the spirit ship is stalling?"

Wang Chaoyang, who seemed to have just come back from the Zhou Tian cycle, glanced at the two of them, made an invitation, let the two sit down, and his heart moved.