Chapter 149

"No wonder, no wonder I'm so difficult to break through the secret realm of Qi Quenching. It turns out that my soul is still doing the trouble. However, good and bad are dependent on each other and the spiritual power is strong. Once I break through the secret realm of Qi Quenching, my cultivation will be tens of miles a day. As long as there are enough resources, I can quickly break through to a higher level."

Chen Shaobai lowered his head and thought.

"It turns out that the inner demon can still use it to protect memory. Now it seems that I may be the only one of the flaws left at the beginning."

"Muxi City serves, resurrects Liu Aofu, and the sect vows to help the supreme find fragments of the Taoist weapon. So far, I have made a lot of great vows from the inner demons. Making unnecessary things will only add to the burden. Perhaps it can ensure a moment of safety, but it is not conducive to breakthroughs in the realm. However, Huo Qinglong and I have only had three years of gambling."

"Although the Bing Xin Art is not very expensive, it is always maintained, and it consumes too much energy to the spirit stones, and it is also exhausted and laborious. There is not much energy left to practice at all."

"In this way, the best solution is to cultivate and quench the gas."

He slowly raised his head, and a cool and resolute light shot out from Chen Shaobai's eyes. Although he had not spoken yet, Zhang Wei already knew his choice.

"It's not fast or slow, not arrogant or impatient, not opportunistic. This mentality is very good and is very suitable for the cultivation of the immortal path. However, it takes time and training to break through the secret realm of tempering. Before that, your memory is like an unguarded immortal palace. Any expert can spy and detect it. If it is discovered by the head sect or any supreme elder, even if I come forward to take care of you, it will be difficult for you."

After saying that, Zhang Wei pointed out his finger, and two completely different forces from light and darkness condensed into a Tai Chi pattern, penetrated the void and hit Chen Shaobai's head.

Chen Shaobai did not dodge or dodge, and let the light and dark Tai Chi sink into the Niwan Palace in the middle of Mei.

A faint layer of chaotic energy formed a hard shell, supporting it in his dark and boundless sea of ​​consciousness, wrapping the soul light ball in it. This power of light and darkness is warm, safe and sealed, but it does not mean to spy on Chen Shaobai's will.

The master who respects his disciple ** is also worthy of respect. Zhang Wei does not regard himself as high as some elders who have the fourth or fifth level of tempering. He wants to completely take charge of his disciples and penetrate all the secrets, so he has also won Chen Shaobai's trust and respect.

"Everyone has his own destiny and law of fate. As a role model, he should have the ethics of a teacher. It is not advisable to have the opportunity to his disciples, whether forcibly plunder or excessive interference. He is even prone to the double backlash of the rules of the great way and his original heart, which harms others and oneself. If you accept disciples in the future, you must remember this."

Seeing the emotion in Chen Shaobai's eyes, Zhang Wei smiled, and the magic smoke wave on his face shook for a moment, and said with a smile: "This small light dark soul seal has a useful life of twenty years. It can protect your thoughts from snooping, but it will not have any defensive ability."

Too much reliance on external objects will naturally affect one's own growth. After understanding the master's good intentions, Chen Shaobai naturally would not blame him for his ungratefulness and said, "Twenty years later, his disciples are exactly thirty-seven or eight. Most people break through to the secret realm of tempering at this stage, right?"

Zhang Wei smiled but said nothing, but obviously agreed with this statement. He was like a sword embryo, and from refining oneself to tempering it, it was like a process of sharpening the knife. The battlefield of the Galaxy, the small secret realm, and the hard work of practicing can be regarded as a piece of sharpening the knife oil stone of different quality.

The rougher the oil stone, the more immediate the grinding effect is, but after the sword is completed, the foundation will be relatively unstable; the more delicate and dense the oil stone, the slower the grinding effect, but after the breakthrough, the deeper the foundation and firm the roots. If it were not for the sect's regulations, Zhang Wei even wanted Chen Shaobai to stay in seclusion for 20 years and use water to grind the sword seeds to understand.

As the six disciples of his Guangda Peak lineage, even if he is a congenital fool, he will practice hard without losing his tempering. After twenty years of experience, he has cultivated into a secret realm of tempering. What's more, Chen Shaobai is not only not stupid, but also has the best skills and mind.

As for the three-year agreement between Chen Shaobai and Huo Qinglong, Zhang Wei didn't care at all. Three years were too short, and for mortals, it was just spring and summer. For immortals, it passed by in an instant. Zhang Wei sat down with the five true teachings, each of them had extraordinary talents, opportunities and methods, but it took them at least six years from the peak of cultivation to the first level of tempering. In just three years, Chen Shaobai even broke through to the secret realm of tempering, not to mention the masters who challenged the formation realm of tempering.

When the agreed time limit arrives, he will naturally come forward to resolve the grudges. How can he make his disciples fight to the death?

"After returning from the Galaxy Battlefield, the disciple should surprise the master."

The Guangdao Peak lineage gave Chen Shaobai a very good feeling. Whether it was the fifth senior brother Jing Shuihan or the master Zhang Wei, he treated him with all his kindness, and he would naturally repay him and live up to his expectations and care.

"roar……"

Chen Shaobai gritted his teeth suddenly, his face was a little ferocious, and a cold sweat as big as a bean appeared on his forehead. He groaned and fell to the ground.

It seemed that I had suffered a great pain, but I was unwilling to scream.

Straws of rich blood evil essence rolled out from all over the body, condensed into demon tigers, shadow leopards, greedy wolfs, blood eagles, and skeletons. They all opened their teeth and claws, extremely ferocious, rendering Chen Shaobai like a demon.

"Is it the roar of all beasts in the temple, the blood seal of the essence of Jueqing Cliff, or the demon soul of the God and Demon Sect coming? Why is the aura so strong?"

Despite his doubts, Zhang Wei took action but did not hesitate. His big hand popped up, like a god and Buddha descending, locking Chen Shaobai's entire body of energy to prevent him from being hurt by himself.

A pure sun and moon Dharma wheel projected out, like the bright sunlight, or like nightfall, which is the ultimate truth of heaven and earth. The remaining souls of the demon shadows had no ability to resist at all, and were crushed by Haoran's atmosphere. The light aroma of the fruit filled the room again.

"Have you met the Great Sage Garuda? No... it should be just a wisp of shadow, otherwise you will have already broken your bones and your soul will be destroyed. Don't move, I will help you pull out your disability, so as not to cause irreversible hidden injuries and affect your practice."

His eyes were clear and bright, and his long hair was as if undercurrents were two. Zhang Wei stood on the spot, like a stone statue that had not moved for thousands of years. No turmoil could change him at all, with an admirable perseverance.

The light and darkness continued to rotate, eroding everything, and more and more bloody smells spread out, annihilation and dispersing.

In an instant, a phantom of a man with bloody hair and demonic horns appeared, and a raging fire broke out, crimson divine thunder, and black evil demon liquid wanted to block the light and darkness.

"So there is a demon who possesses the soul, no wonder this is so! The great power dragon shocks the heavens and crushes all evil spirits!"

A dark body light scale, the mini dragon with eagle claws and elk horns roared out along Zhang Wei's fingertips, and roared towards the phantom above Chen Shaobai's head.

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