Ever since he obtained the fragment of the scripture that could cause the vibration of the ancient mirror in the Scripture Pavilion, Lang Chuan had not flipped through it, and now the problem of too little aura condensation had been lingering in his mind. He simply took out this fragment of the book from the Qiankun bag and carefully pondered it, the cover of this sutra is sallow, and some of the handwriting has been blurred and yellowed, which can be seen to be rubbed by someone, and it can also be seen that it has an extremely long history.

Lang Chuan carefully placed the fragment of the scripture on the small table, and slowly opened it, and the rows of vigorous and ancient words came into view.

"Pick the essence of the sun and the moon, the aura of the world, and think about it. It is not difficult to seek the Tao in usage. Seeking immortals with the Tao, immortals are also very easy to ......"

"Huh?!" After reading it for a long time, Lang Chuan's brows tightened, where is this fragment of the scripture what is the advanced heart trick technique, just talking about some simple qi condensation tips, which is not much different from the Qi condensation volume of Yuntian Sect.

"But why can you attract the ancient mirror in my arms? there must be something strange, there must be something strange!" he walked up and down the room with his hands behind his back, and suddenly he suddenly realized that he had fallen into a cloud and his face was full of confusion.

Slightly tired of thinking, he sat down on the small table and rummaged through the fragments of the scriptures carefully, "There is no mystery in this scripture." Langchuan said to himself with his cheeks on his cheeks.

"There you go. He seemed to have a brilliant idea, and hurriedly pulled out the ancient mirror that he had crossed with him from his bosom, and then put the two things together, but he was stunned for a long time and found no signs of any abnormality.

Langchuan exhaled, hammered his numb legs, looked at the sunny weather, straightened up and opened the skylight in the northwest corner.

"Impossible, at the meeting in the Scripture Pavilion, there was obviously a reaction, why is there no now?" Lang Chuan suppressed the doubt in his heart, continued to sit cross-legged on the futon of the small table, and then picked up the ancient mirror with his right hand to take a look at the fragmentary scriptures, but there was still no response.

He still trusts his own judgment, it can't have traveled here with me for no reason, but it's useless at all, right? Lang Chuan looked at the fragments of scriptures that had been misted by the scorching sun, and decided to put his aura into the ancient mirror and give it a try.

Since reaching the cultivation level of condensation, he has not tried to penetrate the aura and spiritual sense into the ancient mirror, and suddenly thinking of this, Lang Chuan's eyes showed a glimmer of hope.

Sure enough, when Lang Chuan condensed his aura and sent one of his spiritual consciousness and aura into the ancient mirror, the depths of his sea of consciousness seemed to encounter a chaotic world, and like an invisible black hole constantly absorbing his own aura, Lang Chuan immediately felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly took a picture of the ancient mirror against the fragment of the scriptures.

To Langchuan's astonishment, the fragment of the scripture began to burn, and he hurriedly ran the technique of the Five Elements Exercises to extinguish the flame that had formed a spreading trend, however, what made him very curious was that the fragment of the scripture did not burn into ashes, but like a butterfly that turned into a butterfly, slowly fading off the cocoon on its body, revealing its true self, a brand new scripture that revealed a simple atmosphere was born.

He swallowed his saliva fiercely, a pair of eager eyes staring at the scriptures, but a new crisis came at this time, the ancient mirror seemed to be like a bottomless black hole with no beginning or end, frantically devouring his aura, he couldn't withdraw his spiritual sense.

His aura was about to run out, so tired and heavy that he wanted to be drowsy, and all his spiritual sense was gradually sucked into an unknown chaotic space by the ancient mirror, he seemed to see a golden door, he wanted to go forward and open this door, to see what was inside or outside this door? However, I suddenly found that I couldn't even move a finger, let alone speak, like a vegetative person with my eyes open and couldn't move, and then even people's emotions began to slowly degenerate, and finally, I seemed to be the chaotic world, the closed golden door.

Slowly, slowly, Nanikawa began to forget himself, forget heaven and earth, forget everything. Eventually, a pair of eyes without any mood swings slowly closed, like the golden door, which seemed to have been opened or not.

At the moment when he closed his eyes, a blurry picture appeared in front of his eyes that he had never known, a beautiful woman holding a crying baby, a handsome middle-aged man in white, a kind of unforgettable and reluctant, deeply overflowing in his heart. Eventually, all this will dissipate between heaven and earth, and only memories will remain.

I don't know how long it took, Lang Chuan woke up in a daze, his whole body was soft, he didn't have any strength at all, he rubbed his eyes weakly, and suddenly found that his hand seemed to have touched a fleshless skeleton just now.

Lang Chuan hurriedly picked up the ancient mirror beside him and took a picture of himself, a face without a trace of flesh and blood, like a shriveled corpse, only a pair of bloodshot eyes were abnormally bright.

Langchuan immediately sat on the futon and meditated, exhaling the aura.

He was shocked to find that Tian Dan seemed to have a lot more spiritual energy stored than before, and his spiritual sense was also more acute and powerful before.

The shriveled body was slowly recovering at the speed of the naked eye, and his throbbing heart finally let go, and he exhaled a long breath.

Entering the ancient mirror once, it seems to have the effect of washing the muscles and cutting the marrow, Lang Chuan is happy in his heart, this ancient mirror is still a little useful, but it is also really dangerous, and if you are not careful, you may have to explain here. This ancient mirror must not be known to others, otherwise, your life will be in danger.

The grinning Langchuan set his eyes on the golden scriptures, and the excitement that had not subsided was agitated again.

Lang Chuan couldn't wait to open the scriptures, he was slightly stunned, and found that the scriptures were actually empty, he blinked vigorously in disbelief, and turned a few pages again, still the same.

The road of cultivating immortals is really a test of IQ, he suppressed his impatient mood, rubbed his temples, and then pinched the magic trick into the scriptures and punched a spiritual sense, only to see that the scriptures were bright, and then, and then there was no more.

Lang Chuan was furious, are you insulting the IQ of talents in the 21st century? He suddenly mentioned the aura of the dantian, and a steady stream of aura and spiritual consciousness poured into the scriptures, and suddenly, the scriptures immediately emitted a dazzling light, and the whole house was shining with golden light.

"Not good!" Lang Chuan hurriedly withdrew his thoughts, he didn't want the entire Baiyun Peak to know what was going on here.

He cautiously stretched out his head to take a look, and found that there was no one, and then locked the skylight and the door tightly inside, and then played a trick, and the whole house was immediately wrapped in layers of barriers, so that even if the sky thundered inside, the outside would not be aware of it.

Lang Chuan sat on the futon and continued to enter the spiritual consciousness into the scriptures, not long after, in the depths of his sea of consciousness, gradually a ripple, the last explosion, the ancient breath of the scriptures surged, 'Nine Turns Golden Dragon Jue' five big characters immediately reflected into the depths of the sea of knowledge, and then, the first, second, third, and fourth layers of the condensation of the sea of consciousness were also reflected in the sea of Langchuan, but when the fifth layer of the condensation of the sea of magic appeared, the aura in the Langchuan dantian was suddenly exhausted, and he had to withdraw all the spiritual consciousness.

It seems that today's cultivation can only see the fourth layer of condensation, but knowing the first four layers is also very good, Lang Chuan put all the ancient mirrors and scriptures into the Qiankun bag, and began to impatiently cultivate the Nine Turns Golden Dragon Technique.

What is the origin of this Nine Turns Golden Dragon Technique? It is so broad and profound, I don't know how many times higher and deeper than the Cloud Heaven Sect's Qi Condensation Scroll!