break the way [comprehension]

Du Ziteng suddenly remembered that when they fought in the divine tower that day... the ancestor of blood killing once put his hand into Xiao Chen's dantian... and the sound of shattering...

Du Ziteng's face turned pale, and he whispered, "Did you get crushed that day?"

Xiao Chen nodded in silence for a long time, as if he was waiting for a verdict.

Du Ziteng was also silent for a long time.

Then, he said softly: "So...you are unlikely to be the spokesperson. There are still many young monks in the cultivation world, and they only worship such young and powerful monks. Dan realm, they will no longer look up to follow you like watching a myth..."

Xiao Chen stiffened and wanted to nod, but in the end it was as heavy as a thousand weights, and he couldn't nod no matter what.

Then Du Ziteng's voice became faster and louder: "...I want to accompany a cultivator who is not a golden core but has the name of a traitor to risk the whole righteous way to hunt down Yunheng Peak, and even cross the horizontal The outer sect of the Xiaojian Sect has extremely high risks and almost zero returns, damn it, this is a loss-making business!"

For some reason, seeing someone in front of him who completely ran away because of a loss, Xiao Chen's expression remained the same without any fluctuations, but his body couldn't help relaxing: "En, so what?"

Du Ziteng said indignantly: "Young Master never trades at a loss!"

In Xiao Chen's heart, he had long since lost the worrying about gains and losses, and he only asked calmly: "Oh?"

Du Ziteng groped to Xiao Chen's side, looked around and whispered in Xiao Chen's ear, "Hey, anyway, you are no longer a Golden Core cultivator, and you won't be able to be the chief if you return to the Hengxiao Sword Sect. We might as well do it." Take the big one?"

Xiao Chen had an ominous premonition in his heart: "The big one?"

Du Ziteng smiled happily: "That's right, didn't many Jindan cultivators mortgage their treasures in your hands to exchange for Lanzhou? I think there are many valuable guys there! And anyway, in the name of the Hengxiao Sword Sect, Let's take these treasures... Uh huh, you know, anyway, the result will not be worse than it is now, and those people can only settle accounts with the Hengxiao Sword Sect in the future, and it will be great!"

It turned out that after talking for a long time, Du Ziteng was thinking about these things.

Xiao Chen's face twitched a bit: "Don't even think about it."

Du Ziteng looked angry: "Hey, those many orchid boats are my investment, are you mistaken?!"

Xiao Chen stood up and said, "You don't want to hear about the quick fix?"

"Are you threatening the young master?!"

Xiao Chen nodded very calmly.

Du Ziteng especially wanted to say, why do you dare to pull like this even if you are not a golden elixir, but... Thinking of the power and prestige of Xiao Chen's divine script that day, this guy... seems to be even more terrifying after he is not a golden elixir. Choose one of the two, anyway, those treasures can't run away from Xiao Chen, it's more reliable to improve your strength first...

Thinking of Xiao Chen's words of "no longer a golden elixir", Du Ziteng suddenly looked suspicious: "I said, you have advanced to Nascent Soul to play with me, right?"

Xiao Chen looked directly at Du Ziteng, with indescribable thoughts churning in his eyes: "I can't even use the Flying Sword of my life now, and the sword cultivator needs to be a living being with the Flying Sword in the realm of Yuanying... Why did Yuanying say it?"

Du Ziteng was a little frustrated. If Xiao Chen was a Nascent Soul cultivator at this age, he must be a rare commodity to live in. In vain, he had ABCDE in his mind just now on how to package Xiao Chen's copywriting... Waiting for seven or eight kinds, the result was nothing but joy .

Du Ziteng said dejectedly: "Then what kind of monster are you now? Why do I think that even if you recover your golden core, you won't be even better than you are now?"

But the word "monster" made Xiao Chen's body stiffen suddenly, he turned his head calmly to cover up the expression on his face: "Okay, since you want to learn the quick method, let's start."

Seeing Xiao Chen's indifferent expression, Du Ziteng had a bad premonition in his heart.

As soon as Xiao Chen said the method, Du Ziteng jumped up immediately: "What a shitty quick fix!... You... You are abuse! It's revenge!" Didn't he just accidentally rant a few more words, as for it? ? !

Xiao Chen hehe: "Practice or not?"

Du Ziteng thought of his stagnant cultivation for a long time, and the divine script that he couldn't solve with his current cultivation, and gritted his teeth: "Practice! However, there is one condition."

Xiao Chen: ...

There are additional conditions for him to teach his exercises?

However, Du Ziteng was very serious: "You swallowed up those divine writings. If I want to copy them, you have to lend them to me."

Xiao Chen: ...

But for some reason, there was an indiscernible complexity in his expression, as if some kind of memory had been brought back, and it took him a while before he said: "Yes."

The so-called quick method taught by Xiao Chen is actually not as good as the method of destruction.

To cultivate the soul, it seems that the exercises he taught Du Ziteng before are little by little, slowly accumulating with the power of water drops to penetrate stones, but under such circumstances, the growth of the soul is undoubtedly slow, so slow that it makes Du Ziteng go crazy .

But Xiao Chen's so-called instant method is not as good as the ultimate method. The difference between the natal magic weapon and the ordinary magic weapon is that the same magic weapon, the natal magic weapon may consume less spiritual power, but consumes the power of the soul There will definitely be more. The so-called heart-to-heart connection and solidarity are naturally at a price.

Xiao Chen taught this limit method, which is to make Du Ziteng use all the power of his soul to conceive and nourish the natal magic weapon, and then practice this exercise, and after recovering to a certain extent, use it to nourish the natal magic weapon again, and so on, every time When the mind is empty and the exercises are performed again, the effect will naturally be stronger than before, and the recovered power of the soul will be a little bit more than the original practice, and so many times of accumulation will naturally enter the realm faster.

But his mind was exhausted, and Du Ziteng knew that feeling. Every time he kept drawing talismans without sleep, and finally couldn't hold on anymore and had to rest, it was because his mind was exhausted too much. It's empty, if it's completely consumed, it's not sure how sour it tastes.

But in this world, what has no price?

Du Ziteng sat down cross-legged, and began to run the soul-soul technique again. The power of the mind was slowed down according to a certain rhythm. When the flow slowed down, Du Ziteng knew that the time had come——here was the end of this exercise. It was also at this time that the power of mind and spirit in his body was at its peak. Du Ziteng did not hesitate to communicate with the sleeping stick in his body. It's heavy, but it absorbs the power of mind unambiguously, like a sponge, you can't see where the limit is!

The little wooden stick has been recuperating in Du Ziteng's dantian since the last time he blocked a blow in the battle of the god tower. At this moment, there are still some dark scars on the surface, but it won't wait for it to recover much. Du Ziteng's mental strength The end soon came to an end, and the severe headache followed, but Du Ziteng kept in mind Xiao Chen's previous instructions, and only tried his best to squeeze out the last bit of mental strength. It was only then that he quickly started to use the soul skill, and in the sea of ​​consciousness, it seemed that the dry field was soaked again. Du Ziteng was already immersed in the mysterious skill, and he felt that everything in his body was smooth, and he felt a light and joyful feeling that was floating in heaven.

And Xiao Chen, who had been by the side all the time, let out a breath slowly, relaxed his body, and let go of his thoughts.

Du Ziteng didn't know that this kind of extreme cultivation method had never been used even by the Hengxiao Sword Sect, which practiced the most diligently in the entire cultivation world.

Judging from the description of this technique, if there were any elders of the Hengxiao Sword Sect present, they would definitely point out in person that this technique is too dangerous, and this danger is uncontrollable at all. But in the end, it is unavoidable that someone who goes mad and burns into a fool will inevitably end up. If this kind of cultivation method is used by Hengxiao Sword, it will definitely be listed as a magic skill, and it is absolutely unambiguous.

When Du Ziteng put all his heart and soul into the exercises, Xiao Chen's gaze was fixed on the person in front of him, and his consciousness never left his body. He knew every point of Du Ziteng's exercises But in his heart, the reaction of resolutely putting himself in a desperate situation without hesitation at the moment when his mind was saturated caused a strange joy in Xiao Chen's heart, it seemed that this point of trust without doubt made him inexplicably happy.

How could Xiao Chen not know the danger in this exercise?

In the eyes of the orthodox monks, the way is to move forward step by step in a down-to-earth manner. This kind of pursuit of super speed is risky, but it is a heretical way.

After all, this method of evacuating the power of the mind has a great impact on the sea of ​​consciousness. This kind of situation only occurs in the life-and-death juncture of fighting skills, and monks will take such actions to squeeze the power of the mind as a last resort. Fate is big, how can it be possible to use this method to practice?A monk's sea of ​​consciousness is extremely fragile, it can withstand one or two shocks, how could it withstand repeated shocks like this?In the end, the sea of ​​consciousness will definitely fall apart, and the madness will never recover.

But Xiao Chen knew that he was very sure that Du Ziteng would practice this kind of cultivation method that was close to the way of the devil. It was not for other reasons, but because the person in front of him was him, and Du Ziteng's cultivation method was not beyond Xiao Chen's grasp at all. In addition, whenever the power of mind and spirit is exhausted, Du Ziteng feels that the moment of death is not his illusion. During Xiao Chen's wait and see, there are indeed cracks in his sea of ​​consciousness, but after the exercise is activated, Miraculously, under the nourishment of the newborn mind and spirit, those cracks would grow and perfect on their own. Unknowingly, Du Ziteng's sea of ​​consciousness became wider and stronger.

If any other high-ranking monk in the cultivation world saw this scene, he would probably be horrified. It is the sea of ​​consciousness, and it is the most vulnerable place for a monk to be hurt. How could he be able to repair himself and expand his capacity like this when he became a useless person who couldn't gather the strength of his mind for a lifetime?

This... This is simply challenging the common sense of the entire cultivation world.

However, Xiao Chen always had that focused expression on his face, without any surprise. It seemed that he had already known Du Ziteng's performance that would absolutely shock the world in the eyes of anyone in the entire cultivation world, and he was not surprised at all.

Xiao Chen rested his palms on his hands, it was obvious that his spiritual consciousness was always lingering around Du Ziteng's body, but his consciousness seemed to have gone far away, drifting to an unknown distance.

Du Ziteng didn't know that when he performed the exercises, someone was always guarding him. He was only immersed in the thrill of the rapid advancement of the exercises, and felt the joy of the little wooden stick becoming clearer and clearer.

It's like a wounded man who is drowsy and dying is suddenly nourished by panacea from time to time, of course he is happy.

I don't know how many rounds this exercise has run, the black air around the little wooden stick has long faded away, and the faint purple color has returned, but it has not refused the nourishment of Du Ziteng's spiritual power at all, it is a pie in the sky, it can I haven't eaten enough for a long time, how can I refuse such a good thing!

The purple around it became more mysterious and graceful, lighting up Du Ziteng's entire dantian, and even with the power of the mind, the small bud on the top of the little wooden stick's head became bigger and bigger.

As a Qi refining monk, Du Ziteng didn't have the method of internal inspection, so it was naturally impossible to know about this change.

As Du Ziteng's sea of ​​consciousness became wider and wider, every time he used the exercises to fill the entire sea of ​​consciousness, he needed to generate more and more mental power, and the mental power he drew to water the small wooden stick became more and more abundant.

Then there was a slight "pop" sound in his dantian.

On the top of the little wooden stick's head, the first bud finally came out. The slight touch of green was like spring coming to the earth, blooming with endless vitality, and it completely lit up the dark dantian, like breaking the ground from the dark soil. And out of the general stubborn life.

The moment this touch of light green appeared, countless warmth rose from Du Ziteng's dantian, and surged along the meridians all over his body. After merging and penetrating, it circulated endlessly, forming a strong suction force. With a light flick in Xiao Chen's hand, several pieces of spirit stones were automatically shattered into powder, releasing a huge amount of spiritual energy. As soon as the spiritual energy appeared, Du Ziteng sucked it away. Xiao Chen The rhythm in his hands is very well grasped, so that the aura released by the Lingshi will not impact the magic circle in the room, and it happens to be enough for Du Ziteng to absorb it.

Gradually, the powerful flow of spiritual energy surging around Du Ziteng's body deposited into dots of spiritual liquid in the dantian, slowly soaking the small wooden stick.But after the little wooden stick pulled out this bud, it seemed to be stronger, and it was a little dissatisfied to take the initiative to ask Du Ziteng for more mental power, but a strange language rang in the little wooden stick's ear: "Hmph, give me Enough is enough!"

The little wooden stick seemed to be frightened, and the mighty-looking little bud on the top of his head also trembled tremblingly, and immediately and honestly spit out the power of mind that he had just swallowed.

Only then did Du Ziteng let out a long breath, and he completely woke up from his trance.

His eyes were a little dazed, but when he saw the black things in his hands, he still couldn't wake up, and then, the powerful spiritual power in his body that he had never had before made him suddenly react: "I... Is it foundation building?"

He couldn't believe it, but a purple wooden stick with a leaf appeared in his mind. Du Ziteng's mind was moved, and sure enough, the bastard little stick appeared in his hand, and the new sprout on the top of his head A little sagging, as if listless.

Du Ziteng couldn't help but touched it with his hands, but the tender bud stood up vigilantly, and he leaned back to avoid Du Ziteng's dirty hands.

Du Ziteng couldn't help smiling, and with a wave of the Qingquan Talisman in his hand, his whole body was restored to cleanliness. Then, as if he just saw Xiao Chen, he got up proudly and put his hands on his hips: "Hey, my master is now on the same level as you!"

Xiao Chen: ...

The little stick who knows the inside story: ...

Then the bud on the top of its head fell down as if it couldn't bear to see it, as if it directly covered its eyes.

Young Master Du's self-satisfied laughter echoed throughout the room.