Dao pattern, all the light is Dao pattern, to be exact, it is a fragment of Dao pattern.

This is an unimaginable thing in the cultivation world, and in the past, anyone's cultivation was through the induction of Dao patterns, fusion, and then they could cultivate. And he actually had a pattern melted into his body without knowing it.

From Li Qinglian and Fu Xi's messages, it can be seen that his Dao pattern was not chosen by himself, but originally existed. If we use the common way in the cultivation world to describe it, other people's Dao patterns are acquired, but one's own Dao patterns are innate.

Those stripes were little fragments, very broken kinds. It's like a basin-sized bread that has been kneaded into powder and then sprinkled on the ground.

Finally found his Dao pattern, Chen Weiming's heart became uncontrollably excited. In the past, in the West Sea Continent, Daowen has always been a desire in his heart. Although he finally managed to break through and enter the foundation building period and be able to use supernatural powers, this desire still exists.

In the past few years, I have given up because I have not felt it. And now, I found that my Dao pattern had always been there, but I hadn't found it. The feeling of being lost and regained can only be described in two words: happiness. Happiness made him look intently, and he looked carefully.

But the matter of cultivating the Dao pattern is obviously not as simple as imagined, and the Dao pattern is indeed seen, but how to integrate and use it is still a problem. Chen Weiming sensed it carefully, and found that he couldn't use these patterns at all, and that feeling was as if a table had been broken and couldn't be used at all.

Is it to piece together these fragments?

Chen Weiming had such a thought in his heart, and his intuition told him that this was the case. These lines have become dots, fragments, fragments. It's too normal that this kind of pattern doesn't work.

It's not difficult to piece together a piece of flour into a dough, but it's not easy to put together exactly the same dough as it was before it was crumbled, and it can only be described as extremely difficult.

If it were something else, Chen Weiming would probably choose to give up, because he really didn't know how much time he had to talk about. But it's about Dao Pattern, so it's different. Without the slightest hesitation, he had already fully activated the Thousand Divine Consciousness Technique.

Dozens of divine senses recalled all sorts of things they had seen with their eyes that shattered delusion and preserved truth. Hundreds of other divine consciousnesses were working at the same time, using various methods to piece together the fragments of the Dao Pattern bit by bit.

With his hands spread out, he ran the method of sigils, and as the patchwork in the divine consciousness continued to demonstrate the various possible patterns that could be pieced together.

For a while, Chen Weiming's entire body was fully operational. At this moment, he can be said to be completely defenseless, if he is in other places, a random monk will make a move, not to mention killing him, it will definitely make him feel confused and go crazy. Fortunately, this is the Langya Library, and no one can come in except him.

The true qi was running, the rune was beating, and after a while, the whole body produced a huge suction force, and began to rapidly absorb the surrounding heaven and earth vitality, the speed became faster and faster, and within a moment, it became like a black hole, crazy gluttony.

The Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi converged, and the demonstration runes turned into little lines and merged into the True Qi, making the True Qi become turbid, circling and becoming more and more drowsy. I don't know how long it took, but a huge energy cocoon formed around it.

To piece together a vast number of fragments of patterns into a usable pattern without a clue, there is no doubt that this is something that requires a lot of energy. At this moment, Chen Weiming is also out of everything, he must learn the Dao pattern and become a cultivator with goals in the true sense.

Wrapped in a cocoon of energy, a series of mysterious lights flickered, and they were actually colorful and reflected.

Time passes slowly, an hour, a day, ten days, a month, two months, half a year, a year...... The cocoon of energy is getting thicker and thicker, and the light is getting stronger and stronger. Chen Weiming was like a dead old monk, lying motionless on the ground.

At this time, he entered a very mysterious state, the vitality of heaven and earth continued to melt into the cocoon of energy, and the cocoon of energy was constantly replenishing the consumption in his body, so that he had no ability to open the valley during the Dan period, but he had been living well.

A little bit of patchwork, through the operation of hundreds of divine consciousnesses, the fragments of broken Dao patterns are constantly combined together, little by little, drop by drop, longer and longer, more and more perfect.

In the main divine consciousness, Chen Weiming seemed to be in a chaotic universe. Watch the world explode from one point and evolve slowly. The energy of the universe overflows, turning into stars and rivers of stars, turning into galaxies.

The vast earth, the grass, trees, mountains and rocks, the wind, frost, snow and dew, the lightning and thunder...... Everything does not appear in a vacuum, but has a cause and effect. The real process of evolution is the law, the law of energy, the law of life, the law of nature......

This is the law of the evolution of the world, which is divine, mysterious and mysterious, and overwhelming. Although with his current cultivation, he can't even understand a dime, but this does not affect the addiction in his heart, and it is difficult to extricate himself from it.

I never thought that there was such a side to this world, and the creation of Zhong Shenxiu could not be described in words.

One year, two years, three years...... Indulging in that magical world of laws, Chen Weiming forgot the passage of time, little by little, bit by bit.

In a flash, more than ten years have passed. It was as if time had stopped, and everything was no longer passing.

The cocoon of energy, which became colorful and drowsy, gradually became clear and clear, until finally it was completely transparent, and Chen Weiming lying inside could be clearly seen. Like an eternal life, lying in the coffin of the universe, quietly floating in chaos.

The sigil in the palm of the hand has not stopped for more than ten years, bouncing for more than ten years, getting longer and longer, and getting more and more perfect. Finally, one day, Chen Weiming successfully fused all the fragments of his body together, formed a complete Dao pattern, and demonstrated it with the method of sigils, like a long dragon surrounding him.

"Bang bang bang!"

With a burst of cracking sound, a crack appeared in the energy cocoon, which spread rapidly, longer and longer, more and more, and within a moment, the entire energy cocoon completely shattered, as if a lotus flower opened, and a petal fell to death.

"Roar, roar, roar!"

A low thunderclap sounded, as if a dragon was roaring inside. The Dao pattern that evolved from the Talisman Technique was originally composed of spiritual power, and it began to tremble rapidly with the sound of thunder, getting faster and faster.

But in a moment's effort, he actually took off the state of spiritual power, as if he had broken out of a cocoon and was reborn, turning into a real Dao pattern.

"Whew!"

There was a clear sound, and Chen Weiming's hair swelled like mushrooms after a rain, and it turned into hundreds of meters in an instant. (To be continued.) )