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Chapter 548 All Flowers Are Me, Refining Jie Ying Pill
At this time, Jiang Linglong frowned, and said in a deep voice, "If you continue to block like this, Lingbao will be seriously injured."

The Three Treasures Gilded Armor and the Good Fortune Qingping Sword are both spiritual treasures. Under normal circumstances, even the last three lightning calamities that blocked the Nascent Soul's thunder calamity would only need 300 years of cultivation to recover.

However, Chen Nianchuan's lightning calamity power is already far beyond ordinary, if the two treasures only block one thunder calamity each, they only need to rest for a year to recover.

If it resists two extremely powerful lightning calamities in a row, it will definitely be severely injured, and it may take four to five hundred years to recover.

Chen Nianzhi was very calm, he said calmly: "Don't worry, although the Lingbao is precious, if it can be used to survive the Heavenly Dao Yuanying Thunder Tribulation, even if it is destroyed, it is nothing."

"boom--"

But at this moment, there was the last thunderstorm at the end of the sky.

It's more like a thunderstorm than a sea of ​​thunder. The endless sea of ​​thunder came and hit Chen Nianchuan with a loud bang.

The power of this blow might even change the color of a powerful True Monarch in the mid-Yuanying period, so he dared not take it easily.

Seeing this situation, Chen Nianchuan opened his eyes suddenly, and said suddenly: "The power of heaven and earth is indeed boundless, beyond the reach of human beings."

"However, I'm not alone!"

"One thought blooms, all flowers are mine."

After Chen Nianchuan finished speaking, thousands of illusory figures flew out from between his brows.

These figures are flying like flower petals blooming, each one is flying up into the sky, like hundreds of millions of feathered fairy spirits joining forces to resist the thunder disaster.

Although the power of the hundreds of millions of lightning tribulations was extraordinary, they were gradually weakened by the cooperation of these phantoms, and finally disappeared into the invisible.

"This is……"

Chen Nianzhi's pupils trembled slightly, showing a bit of surprise.

The thunder calamity in the sky gradually dissipated, and Chen Nianchuan stood in the void, letting illusory figures fly into his body.

Chen Nianchuan came across the sky, noticed everyone's puzzled looks, but smiled lightly: "This supernatural power came out of an epiphany by chance."

"I named it All Flowers Are Me!"

It turned out that it was Chen Nianchuan who suppressed the soul of resentment, used great courage to overcome the resentment, and used it to merge with himself, and finally realized the great supernatural power of natal life.

This supernatural power is formed by the gathering of hundreds of millions of resentments. It is the product of various chances and coincidences. Except for Chen Nianchuan, ordinary people may not be able to cultivate successfully.

After Chen Nianchuan cultivated this supernatural power, he could split into [-] thoughts in an instant.

This idea can gather real power to help him fight against powerful enemies, and it can also split into [-] phantoms to resist all kinds of magical powers.

Moreover, this supernatural power is only in the Hinayana realm. According to Chen Nianchuan's deduction, if this supernatural power can be deduced to the end, it may be able to split into hundreds of millions of thoughts in an instant.

At that time, by controlling these thoughts, Chen Nianchuan will have the power to move mountains and seas.

However, these thoughts are formed by resentment, and it is not easy to control them. Chen Nianchuan needs an extremely firm belief if he wants to cultivate them to a high level.

"One thought blooms, all flowers are me!"

After Chen Nianzhi finished listening, he was silent for a moment before saying: "Facing resentment directly, and even controlling resentment."

"If you can deduce this technique to the extreme, it may really be a road to immortality, but if you can't control it, you may eventually sink in resentment."

Chen Nianchuan's expression remained the same, and he said calmly: "I don't know what the road ahead is, but since it is the road I choose, then even if it is difficult, I will go step by step."

The two said nothing more, and Chen Nianchuan handed the Three Treasures Gilded Armor and Good Fortune Qingping Sword to Chen Nianzhi.

Chen Nianzhi accepted the three treasures gilded armor, but handed him the Good Fortune Qingping Sword and said, "You made the Heavenly Dao Yuanying, so this thing should be my gift to you."

"Without your help, I would not be able to create the Heavenly Dao Nascent Soul." Chen Nianchuan shook his head and refused to accept it: "I owe you too much during this journey, you should keep it."

However, Chen Nianzhi handed it over resolutely, and said: "After you merged into the evil thoughts, the hostility in your heart became more and more serious."

"This sword is a spiritual treasure of merit and virtue. It can eliminate the hostility in your heart, and it can kill people without karma. It is just for you to use."

In the end, Chen Nianchuan took the Good Fortune Qingping Sword and put it away as a treasure.

"..."

Chen Nianzhi survived the thunder calamity, and the Chen family held another Nascent Soul Banquet, which was a rare celebration.

After the banquet was over, Chen Nianzhi began to refine the Yingying Pill.

The Yingying fruit is extremely precious, generally speaking, it is the most cost-effective to give it to a fifth-rank top-rank alchemist to refine the Yingying Pill.

However, Chen Nianzhi now feels that alchemy is not weaker than the fifth-level mid-level, and it is at the moment of rapid development, so he naturally wants to refine the Yingying Pill to improve alchemy.

He and Jiang Linglong simply stayed on Xianxing Island, using the power of the underground fire to refine the Yingying Pill.

With their current mana, the speed of refining the Infant Pill has been much faster, and it took just over a year to complete the refining of the Infant Pill.

The original power of good fortune contained in the Yingying fruit is stronger than that of the Yaohuang Yuanying in the middle stage of Yuanying. This time, five Yingying pills have been refined.

Looking at the five baby-forming pills, Chen Nianzhi showed joy. With these five baby-forming pills, it was almost certain for the old patriarch and Lin Qianshu to break through the Nascent Soul.

However, not long after he refined the Yingying Pill, Yan Ziji came to find her. Seeing Jiang Linglong, she said, "I came today to buy an Yingying Pill for my sister Lingji."

"Oh."

Chen Nianzhi's eyes moved slightly, and suddenly felt that time passed so fast.

In the blink of an eye, it is now 19705 in the Dao calendar, and there are only less than 300 years left before the next Moyuan catastrophe.

And he, Chen Nianzhi, is now in his early five hundredth year of life. Although this lifespan can only be regarded as a young man among Yuanying, it has been a long time for countless monks.

Fairy Lingji is more than 100 years older than him, and she is almost [-] years old now. At this age, the lifespan of Jindan monks is not long. If they don't take the longevity pill, their energy, blood and mana will gradually decline.

When Yan Ziji mentioned Fairy Lingji, she showed a hint of helplessness and said: "My sister Lingji is average in talent, she is only a low-level golden core, and the magic power of the foreign spirit root is relatively weak."

"Earlier she broke through once and only forged a half-step Nascent Soul, so I'm afraid she won't be able to make it this time with the Yingying Pill."

"Now I just hope that she can break through a few more times while her lifespan is relatively sufficient, and see if she can be lucky enough to break through the Nascent Soul Realm before the age of [-]."

Hearing what she said, Chen Nianzhi understood that Fairy Lingji's foundation was insufficient, and now Yan Ziji was just a dead horse as a living horse doctor, to see if Fairy Lingji could be promoted by luck.

He glanced at Jiang Linglong, and thought deeply in his mind: "Yan Ziji and Linglong have been friends for many years, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are best friends. '

"When Qin Tianmu was beheaded in Jizhou back then, if it wasn't for Yan Ziji's help, it would have been a big trouble to let him escape. '

'Since she begged to come to her door today, she should be a good person to help to the end. '

(End of this chapter)