My understanding is against the heavens, I create a family of villains with longevity.

Snake Girl is depressed.

It turns out that it is not a comfortable thing for a snake to be forced to shed its skin when it shouldn't.

Well, the main thing is that Chen Zhixing has been thinking about a question. Since the Nirvana realm can be reborn with a drop of blood, then if he cuts the monsters in the Nirvana realm into pieces and then lets them be reborn, will there be countless monsters? Is the material ready for use?

It turns out that he thought too much.

Monsters cannot be reborn with blood! ! !

Human beings can do this because a huge amount of energy is condensed in their small bodies. The reason why they can be reborn consumes the stored energy.

But the size of the monster beast is too huge. If it is chopped off a little, it can still grow back by using energy. But if most of it is chopped off, the energy is not enough, and it will not grow back at all!

"Sure enough, no matter how outrageous things seem, they actually need to abide by the underlying logic. The reason why people find it magical is just because they have not yet come into contact with the truth."

Rebirth with blood?

There is nothing surprising about the conversion between energy and matter. In the final analysis, it is just a 3D printer at the genetic level.

"So, people have been beaten to a drop of blood, so where is their energy hidden? Could it be the four-dimensional space?"

Chen Zhixing has never been beaten to a drop of blood by anyone, nor does he want to be beaten to a drop of blood. If he is not willing to experience it for himself, he cannot personally verify the underlying logic of this 'supernatural power'.

But he doesn't have to worry about that now.

"If my body is broken up by someone one day, then the chaos energy must be reorganized. If someone consumes most of the chaos mana stored in my body and cuts off my avenue of chaos, I will really die. Wait! Wait! Avenue?"

Thinking of the great road, a strange idea suddenly appeared in Chen Zhixing's mind.

"That is to say, is it possible that the mana of a Nirvana monk is actually stored in the path he has practiced? The so-called blood rebirth means that the path he cultivates helps him reprint it?"

Chen Zhixing felt that this idea was very reasonable, so he let She Ji go. In She Ji's tears of "you are not a human being", she turned around and left.

Facts have proved that what Chen Zhixing thought was right.

"That's indeed the case. Don't you know, Master?"

Li Shuang, who was approached by Chen Zhaosheng, nodded in confirmation: "The wandering spirit is when the Yin God leaves the body and can swim freely in the avenues of the heavens. The True My Realm is when the Yin God traveling far away confirms his own path and leaves his own path in the avenue. The imprint of Nirvana is to change oneself to suit the way one cultivates. Master, isn’t there a similar explanation for the method you practice?”

"Uh"

Chen Zhixing blinked. The techniques he practiced were all his own creations, but he borrowed many techniques from them, but no one had ever mentioned such a thing.

So, the person who wrote the book missed it?

Don't make trouble, you may say it or not, Chen Zhixing can be regarded as well-read to some extent.

But among the hundreds of exercises he had read, there was no similar expression.

Then there is only one possibility.

"So, this should be common sense in the cultivation world, right?" Chen Zhixing said with a faint look.

Yes, there is only common sense, only things that everyone knows, and those high-priced exercises are not described. The people who wrote these exercises have no intention of writing them. Those who have not learned the basic knowledge should not be able to see these. Advanced skills, then, who has the time to educate the younger generation on this common sense?

"Well, cough, cough, so to speak, Young Master, you are really a genius. Even if you don't know this, you can still reach the peak of cultivation."

When he said this, Li Shuang coughed so hard that his lungs were almost coughed out.

It's a bit exciting.

Chen Zhixing didn't even know the basics, so how did he reach such a state of cultivation?

Is it possible that the skills are passed down from heaven to man?

Ok.

Facts are the best way to persuade. When Li Shuang saw Chen Zhixing popping up his hands, he said, "I remember, someone told me when I was one and a half years old that there were songs sung from the age of five to seven. Well, after the age of seven, no one told me anymore." Mentioned it'.

Li Shuang: "."

You are indeed a monster. How can anyone remember what happened when he was one and a half years old?

Well, that's not the point.

The main reason is that what I learned at the beginning was not comprehensive. I only said that I should find my own way. Later, I would use the heart as the proof of the way and the soul as the guide for the way. Who knew that what was described was actually the blood rebirth of Nirvana.

As for Chen Zhixing.

He has cultivated nine avenues in the Zhenwu Realm. Who knows which avenue helped him print when he was reborn with blood.

"But one thing can be proved. The dimension where the Great Dao is located is not the dimension where mortals live. When monks evolve to the Nirvana state, they are semi-high-dimensional life forms." Chen Zhixing murmured to himself.

Li Shuang was confused when he heard this: "Sir, what did you just say?"

"None of your business."

Chen Zhixing was too lazy to give an answer. It was inappropriate to talk about dimensions with a monk. Even if he wanted to talk, he should talk to a great monk in the Immortality Realm.

'Well, since the Nirvana realm is considered a semi-high-dimensional life form, what about the immortality realm, what about above immortality? Is there even a possibility that if I can reach a state beyond immortality and take this road to a very deep and far place, I can be promoted to a higher dimensional life, and even return to the place where I should have existed? That world? '

Chen Zhixing felt that the possibility was very high. He must be able to go back, otherwise there would be no way to explain how he came here!

Since you can come, you can naturally go back.

'I just don't know how long it will take. By then, will I still remember the memories of my previous life? '

Chen Zhixing was not sure, because at this time, he had forgotten many memories. Even the plot that he remembered when he first traveled through time, some unimportant places began to become blurred.

And this only lasted twenty-three years.

Both Li Shuang and Xue Po have very high cultivation talents.

To be precise, the eight snow demons who followed Chen Zhixing into the world are all the geniuses of this generation of the snow demon clan.

With enough elixirs, most of them have the opportunity to attack the ultimate realm.

Just half a month after Chen Zhixing talked with Li Shuang, news of Xuepo retreat came from the other side. Ju Xuepo said before the retreat that he would face a catastrophe in five years at the latest. We don’t know whether he will live or die at that time, so let everyone just treat him as dead for now.

It was a very decisive statement, and one could tell that Xue Po did not have full confidence in breaking the mirror.

But his journey has come this far. There is no way forward without breaking through, and he has to do it.

Compared to Xue Po, Li Shuang is more calm. He feels that he still has room to improve, and plans to make a breakthrough in two years.

In fact, during this period of time, two more snow demons had already broken through to the ninth level of Nirvana. In his spare time, Chen Chou'er even teased Li Shuang, saying that if he, the captain, didn't work hard, he would be surpassed by others.

Li Shuang thought so.

Nowadays, Chen Zhixing's secret guards can be said to be full of masters. Counting the eight snow demons and a few who have been recruited and replaced in the past few years, there are a total of eighteen people. All of them are in the realm of Nirvana. Just talking about it is enough for some small talk. The aristocratic family was terrified.