Chapter 841 is a matter of course

"Huh? How to write this pen? ……”

Chu He looked at his body and looked at the divine sense runes wrapped in spiritual power in his body, slightly stunned.

The neuron rune is extremely small, and the area that can imprint the rune is also limited, although Chu He simulated the neuron, but when he branded the divine sense rune, he found that he still lacked something in his control of the rune, at least there should have been a hundred and eight runes, writing zuihou, Chu He found that the zuihou stroke had nowhere to fall.

Airplanes!

A flash of light flickered, the constructed neuron talisman disappeared, and the Chu River evolved again.

Before he had absolute confidence, Chu He would never directly imprint runes on neurons and condense the yuan runes.

In this way, when Chu He's spiritual power was exhausted, he cultivated the Ten Thousand Laws Divine Mantra, and cultivated the basic exercises of the Taiyi Xuan Heart Sutra in two or three hours.

Most of the rest of the time is spent building neuronal symbols.

Time passed little by little, and after the medicinal effect of the first top-grade Bigu Pill was lost, when Chu He felt hungry, in his mind, the neuronal talisman that was constructed by him was shocked, and he successfully condensed.

After a year of practice, he finally completed the construction of the first neuron symbol, and in the midst of repeated failures, he mastered the key to building the neuron symbol.

"Let's get started!"

Chu He opened his eyes and said with a touch of excitement.

The excitement of creating is better than destroying, especially creating something new, always keeps people in a strong state of excitement.

It was in such a state that Chu He began his long cultivation.

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"It's been more than a year since the lord left, and it seems that there is some chance! I don't have to wait......"

In the town in front of the gate of Bingjiazong Mountain, Guan Yu sat in a wine shop, asked for a pot of spirits, and a plate of beef to eat by himself.

He waited for the Chu River in Changshan Chu Village for a year, although he did not wait for the Chu River, but he also came here in accordance with his previous agreement with the Chu River.

A year ago, after Chu He left to kill the three heads of Penglai, he asked the spies to send a letter to Guan Yu, asking Guan Yu to wait for him to pick him up, if Chu He did not come to Guan Yu within a year, then Guan Yu could go to the Bingjia Sect by himself.

Because the Bingjia Sect had just come to Huaxia Shijie, its reputation had not yet spread, so there was an agreement to accept apprentices for three years.

They used these three years to hope to gather a seedling to cultivate.

This second year's enrollment was quite overwhelming, and more people came than the previous one.

Most of these people are people who came out of the small shijie of the major sects, and they chose to join the Bingjia Sect for different reasons, and a small number of them are from Huaxia.

Among these Chinese people, there are children and warriors, but there are only two or three people who are immortals.

"Everyone, the warriors come to my side!"

After many trialists heard Zhong Ming gather in front of the sect, four figures walked out of the small shijie within the sect, and one of them, a man wearing black iron armor, shouted loudly.

Suddenly, Guan Yu and the others walked towards this side.

"Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Wanxin Sword, and I am the one in charge of your trials! Please follow me! ”

After more than a year of growth, Wanxin Sword has washed away the lead, and there is no previous hatred in his eyes, with a sense of detachment, he walked into the small shijie of the Bingjia Sect with many martial artists.

After returning from the killing battlefield, Wanxin Sword saw through his heart, knew his own self, and under the guidance of Changmei, he successfully advanced to the Earth Immortal and became a disciple of Changmei.

"You have two ways to choose now, the first way is to attack me with all your might, as long as you can force me out of this circle, it will be considered as your pass, and the person who passes will become the miscellaneous disciples of the Foreign Affairs Department of my Bingjia Sect, waiting for the time when the sect performs martial arts, if you can pass the martial arts, you can be promoted to the outer disciple of my Bingjia Sect!"

Wan Xinjian said according to the regulations, and his eyes couldn't help but glow with a flash of memory, he was also here like this back then.

However, the entry trial of martial artists is different from the entry trial of human immortals, and the starting point of the screening of the two is also different.

"Dare to ask this brother, is there any other way?"

Guan Yu frowned, this first path was directly erased from his heart, this is the first humiliation before becoming a disciple, although it can wear down the arrogance in the disciple's heart, but it is not what Guan Yu wants.

The others around were also talking.

Wan Xinjian smiled, and then said: "The second way is to climb this Tianzhu Peak behind me, as long as you can reach the top of the mountain, you will be eligible to join the Bingjia Sect, the most important will be the outer disciples, if you are lucky, you may become a core disciple, or a disciple of the master!" However, this level is life and death, as long as you climb the mountain, there are two results, one is to fall to death, the other is to climb to the top of the mountain, and the entry is successful! ”

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In the killing battlefield, the light flickered continuously, and some disciples were sent into the inner middle to cultivate.

It also includes the area where the Chu River is located, but the Chu River is now extremely far away from the first city, and the old man who killed him would not worry about someone meeting the Chu River at all, so he chose someone to come in.

In this decaying city, the corpses of 100,000 prisoners have turned into white bones, and Chu He is still sitting in the middle, with a glittering light on his body, with a touch of sacredness in peace.

As time passed, the aura on Chu He's body became thicker and thicker, and the light around his body became more dazzling.

Faintly, you can see milky white rays of light, crocheted into lines, floating on Chu He's body.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, a clear sound resounded throughout the entire killing battlefield, and Chu He, who had been sitting for an unknown number of years, suddenly opened his eyes, and suddenly, in his eyes, two rays of light suddenly flew out, directly bombarding the guardian formation on the city wall in front of him.

Rumble!

A loud roar sounded, and the formation guarding the city wall unexpectedly had the slightest crack, and soon these cracks gradually disappeared under the effect of a strange liliang.

"It's done!"

Chu He's body moved, he stood up directly, looked at his hands excitedly, walked out of the mysterious feeling of Fang Cai, and said excitedly.

He didn't know how long he had been here, but he remembered that he had eaten thirteen pills of Bigu Dan before he had completed the most complicated step.

Now his neurons have been completely refined into neuron runes, and at the moment when all the neuron runes were condensed, Chu He was in a trance, and heard a voice from heaven and earth, and then the light in his head flickered, and all the neuron runes were hooked by a strange liliang, and they were linked together by themselves, forming a strange array that even Chu He didn't know.

It was this big array that gave Chu He a feeling of the first step of the Great Perfection of a human immortal, and under the action of the great array of the nervous system, streams of heat began to pour into his limbs and bones.