Chu Yi, who was immersed in the truth of boxing, was suddenly shocked by the eleventh bell ringing, and the wave shock caused by the bell sound seemed to have a spiritual surname, blending into the surrounding space and being absorbed by Chu Yi's body one by one.

This strange feeling was the only thing Chu Yi had in his life, and it also made his mind be led into a strange realm in an instant.

At this moment, what boxing and what supernatural powers were all forgotten by him, a truth that was not at all understandable by his current cultivation realm melted into his body with the trembling of the sound waves, and reflected in his heart, and the divine consciousness in the sea of consciousness rose wildly in geometric multiples, giving Chu Yi an unprecedented shock and comprehension.

Originally, the bottleneck of Jindan, which had only touched the edge, suddenly opened up at this moment, and Chu Yi could even clearly determine in his heart that as long as he was willing, he would be able to cultivate the Jindan realm immediately.

"No, my accumulation hasn't reached the point where it's strong enough, and now is not the time to break through in one go......"

After taking a deep breath, Chu Yi did his best to comprehend this mysterious moment, but only to comprehend it, but not to participate in research and breakthroughs, turning it into a part of his own huge accumulation, and remembering it in the depths of the sea of knowledge.

I don't know how long it took, and I heard a slightly surprised sound in my ears, Chu Yi woke up at this time, his eyes opened, I don't know when Jin Lao had already stood up, and at this moment, Zhuo stood still, a pair of bright eyes, with a little appreciation and doubt, looking at Chu Yi.

"This eleventh sound of the day after tomorrow bell is the sound of mysticism, you could have broken through to the Jindan realm in one fell swoop, but why did you give up halfway?" said Jin Lao's deep voice like a twilight drum.

"My accumulation is not at the limit. Chu Yi gratefully met Jin Lao's gaze, and said with a smile: "Thanks to the love of the predecessors, I have given such a great opportunity, and the disciple is grateful for the five." ”

"If that's the case, it's not in vain that the old man has struck this eleventh bell of the day after tomorrow, and now, you can enter the Immortal Xuan Space, and all kinds of incredibleness in it are enough for you to accumulate to your own limit. ”

Jin Lao sighed, sat cross-legged again, closed his eyes and said nothing.

Chu Yi bowed to Jin Lao, and with the joy after the harvest, he stepped into the giant gate that had been opened, and after a strange light shone, he disappeared into the door.

"If this son is not a genius of heaven, he is a stupid talent, and the immortal space opened by the ring of eleven bells the day after tomorrow, in which the mysteries and changes are unimaginable, I hope he can get it. ”

When Chu Yi's figure completely disappeared into the door, Jin Lao sighed as if talking to himself, and then entered the realm of nothingness again, and participated in the cultivation of the "Eternal Dry Glory Avenue" that he had been sitting for for nearly 10,000 years, and was not disturbed by all external objects.

―――――――――――――――――――――――― "How many times have you been reborn?"

Looking around, Chu Yifa felt that he was in an extremely luxurious room, a pretty maid held herself in her arms and shook it gently, smiling softly at the corner of her mouth and singing nursery rhymes that he couldn't name.

"Damn, why does every rebirth experience start with a baby!" Chu Yi was so depressed that he wanted to cry.

He couldn't count how many times he had been reincarnated in the Immortal Xuan Space, and in this strange space, time had become an incalculable thing for him.

The experience of a life is both long and short, and counting this time, there are definitely more than dozens of different lives he has experienced.

The mountain and village husband, the father of a country, the leader of the thieves, the ladies of the family, the lowly slaves, the market gangsters, the princess of the dynasty...... Chu Yi has experienced these lives of different classes, different identities, and different surnames in great detail, and in the process of this experience, Chu Yi has always retained his own original memory.

But his fate has not been reversed or changed because of his original memory, those who should be beheaded are still beheaded, those who should be married as concubines are still concubines, those who should be unjustly imprisoned are still dying in it, and those who should be beaten to death with sticks are absolutely dead.

In the blink of an eye, Chu Yi in this life once again finished his life under the will of heaven.

Enter the red dust, refine the heart, the world, and practice.

Chu Yi, who had never regarded his state of mind as a lesson on the path of cultivating truth, finally had a great understanding, and it turned out that this was also a kind of practice, not only a practice, but also a practice that he might not be able to obtain in his lifetime.

If it weren't for this immortal space, although it would be feasible to enter the world and practice, how could there be so many different life perceptions, and the state of mind may be improved, but it is absolutely limited.

In fact, what Chu Yi didn't know was that whoever entered the Immortal Xuan Space might have different opportunities in the future, but no matter who they were, they would go through the ninth reincarnation experience when they first entered this place, so as to sharpen their hearts and greatly improve their state of mind in cultivation.

And because Jin Lao made an exception and rang the eleventh bell of the day after tomorrow, Chu Yi's treatment was much better than that of others, and the tempering of twenty-one reincarnations and rebirth had already sharpened Chu Yi's mind to an astonishing realm that was not inferior to that of Yuanying Zhenjun.

The ensuing benefits are also unimaginably huge, the state of mind and divine consciousness complement each other, and will not change because of the level of the realm, and now Chu Yi's divine consciousness is strong, even if it is a Jindan real person, it can not be compared, and it has laid an extremely solid foundation for its future promotion to the realm of cultivation.

The thorough understanding of the state of mind immersed Chu Yi in it, and he never withdrew for a long time.

The complete memories of the twenty-first reincarnation and rebirth were intertwined into countless images and imprinted into the sea of knowledge, and under the cover of his colossal divine consciousness, they turned into bits and pieces of stars.

"I see!"

Suddenly, Chu Yi let out a shocking roar, bursting into tears, but laughing wildly, and no longer threw him into another baby's body under the strange brilliance.

After a long time, Chu Yi adjusted himself to the best state, opened his eyes again, and two divine lights flashed from his eyes, this kind of brilliance is the embodiment that only a person whose divine sense is strong enough to be at the level of Yuanying Zhenjun can have.

"I don't know how much time it took me to be reborn in these twenty-one reincarnations?"

At the moment when Chu Yi had this question in his heart, he felt a violent shock around his body, and under the distortion of space, the next moment Chu Yi only felt that his body sank suddenly, and he actually fell down from mid-air.

"Bang"

Chu Yi landed on the ground with both feet, and the huge force of the fall actually caused his feet to sink deep into the ground.

Feeling the strangeness of the realm here, Chu Yi used his Divine Yuan Force, and finally pulled his feet out of the pit, and every movement here required a hundred times the degree of the outside world to consume his strength.

As far as the eye can see, it is desolate, only a huge monument with a height of thousands of feet is erected in the center.

The stele is engraved with several sonorous and powerful huge fonts, and the book is written - this stele can be broken before leaving.

(To be continued)