Knowing the realm of God, what is knowing God.

When a mortal is reincarnated, the divine consciousness resides in the square inch, and the primordial spirit resides in the heart.

When the power of divine consciousness is magnificent to the limit, it breaks through the sea of consciousness in the eyebrows and hearts, and after connecting with the primordial spirit in the heart, it becomes a god of consciousness.

This is a kind of sublimation in nature, starting from the use of aura, the power of the spirit element, and then the power of one's own soul.

Therefore, the divine consciousness is in harmony with the primordial spirit, that is, the knowledge of the divine.

And the transformation of Mo Chen's body at this moment is constantly going on.

When he realized this, he quickly got up and sat upright, endured the severe pain, and began to absorb the aura suddenly.

With the continuous surge of spiritual energy, the underground magma outside the entire alchemy secret room also began to stir, and flames continued to erupt from it, turning into a rain of magma in the sky, sprinkled on the surrounding corridors.

But fortunately, there are many formations here, the prohibition is complete, and the splattered magma was consumed by the swarming Lingyuan in the next moment, which did not affect the operation of the entire upside-down pagoda at all, and even some potholes were not formed.

Gradually, Mo Chen only felt that the sense of transformation in his body was accelerating little by little.

And the fiery aura that poured in everywhere seemed to be continuously digested into pure spiritual elements, rushing from the heart to the sea of knowledge, and then from the sea of knowledge back to the heart, replenishing into the huge cycle of consciousness.

The spiritual element is getting thicker and stronger, more and more, and the power of divine consciousness is getting thicker and more majestic.

The density in the alchemy chamber also increased, and the two forces with different properties mixed and collided with each other, and gradually, as time passed, began to glow with subtle faint colors.

The spirit element in the ink dust body is a faint blue.

And the power of divine consciousness is a faint cyan.

"Poof"

It was as if something had exploded.

Mo Chen suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and it didn't take long for him to feel a burst of heat in his body again.

As soon as it was so cold and hot, fine gray-black impurities gradually seeped out from the surface of his skin.

Some faint yellow mucus was also expelled from his body.

"The transformation of power, the beginning of ......"

His heart moved, and he slowly closed his eyes, emptying his body and mind, and letting everything go to that pure sense of transformation.

Mo Chen didn't know how long this trip would last, but he knew that this opportunity would be an opportunity for him to truly step into a new level since he had cultivated.

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Three days later, at noon.

The sky was cloudy and gray.

In the Frost Cloud Fortress, a small number of disciples have returned one after another.

Because of the suppression and cover of the Ice Palace, most of the residents of the Shuoyun Formation Realm had successfully evacuated, and then they were scattered to the surrounding neighboring array cities.

During the evacuation, there are occasional evil cultivators, and there will be experts to solve them immediately.

Seeing this, the neighboring major cities have also issued many fast tracks, and have made many concessions to these refugees to allow them to recover as soon as possible.

Some of the small squires, landlords, manor owners, and businessmen who persevered over also began to regain their activity, re-establishing their own shops in the major cities and cultivating their own Lingmi farmland.

In the same way, the long-lost tranquility has brought with it a resurgence of farmers, fishermen and hunters.

Hunters follow the good weather to hunt dangerous beasts and maintain the safety of the mountains and forests in the formation in disguise.

The farmers reclaimed the fields and the fishermen re-fished and cast their nets, and the joint efforts of everyone temporarily halted the further development of the famine.

In this chaotic disaster, the most casualties were the mortal people, most of whom were burned to ashes by the extreme temperature of the nine days before they even knew it, leaving only a piece of residue.

However, fortunately, the major cities also tried their best to protect the interests of the refugees, and the surviving refugees gradually calmed down, gathered together, formed many refugee gangs, and started a new life.

Some of these refugee gangs spontaneously held rallies to mourn the victims, and the officials in the major cities did not stop them, but took the opportunity to participate together and pray for the rest of the dead.

The Frost Cloud Fortress was no exception, and the rest of the sect stations also responded, hanging yellow iris garlands on both sides of the gate, praying for the safety and prosperity of the deceased in the afterlife.

At this time, on the deck of the Frost Cloud Fortress, countless spirit elements stretched out from the river, turned into a thick fog in the sky, and drifted into a formation that was about to take shape.

"Mochen is still in retreat?" Demon Yuan'er stood at the place where they had met, and was surprised when she heard what Lie Yan Liang and Feng Buyi said.

"Yes, so far, it has been three days of retreat, and it is said that it is alchemy, but I don't know how it is progressing now, after all, it takes a lot of spiritual energy to open this formation once, and it can't last long. Lie Yanliang replied helplessly.

"Can't you inform him? If he can't make it in time for the formation to open this time, if he wants to go to the Ice Palace, I don't know how long it will take. Demon Yuan'er frowned and said, after all, this place is not tens of millions of miles away from the Ice Palace region, even if it is a non-stop sword flight to the Ice Palace, it will take an unknown number of months to arrive.

"Yes, yes. It's just that I'm afraid that Mo Chen is still refining some elixir and has reached a critical period, and if I disturb him, I'm afraid of disturbing his mind. Lie Yan Liang let out a long sigh: "You know, alchemy requires extreme control of the flames, and if you are not careful, you are likely to be eaten by the flames and end up with a pill destroying people." ”

Demon Yuan'er nodded, obviously knowing such harm.

"What about Uncle Xiang?" Then Demon Yuan'er turned his head and asked Xiang Feng Buyi.

But before the wind could speak, a clear and deep voice suddenly came from behind several people.

"You're waiting for me, sorry, you're late, you shouldn't have missed the time to turn on the teleportation, right?"

"Mochen!?" The familiar voice, several people were overjoyed, and immediately turned their heads, but the corners of their mouths twitched, and the three of them were stunned in place.

I saw that Mochen's appearance was the same as usual, wearing a flowing robe and a simple face.

Compared with before, the whole body was a little more gloomy, a little calm, and the concealment of the breath, even the slightest trace of martial arts cultivation was hidden and disappeared.

It looks like an ordinary boy who has just recovered from a serious illness, only a faint thick fog surrounds his body, like a few small snakes, flickering in and out.

But the most striking thing is the shiny bald head of Mo Chen!

At this time, there was not a single hair on Mo Chen's head, and a faint light shone on it, and it was even faintly glowing.

"Where's your hair?"

"You became a monk?"

"How did you get bald?"

The three of them exclaimed in unison, unable to stop being surprised, and couldn't help but stride forward together, head-on towards Mochen.

Seeing this, Mochen rubbed his round head and smiled awkwardly: "Alchemy burned my hair......