Cultivating in the Forbidden Land of the Heart Demon is a very long thing, there is not a trace of heaven and earth aura here, if you still cultivate according to the original method, even if you cultivate until death, at most it will only strengthen your muscles and bones, and there is no talk of exhaling Xuan Qi at all, and the realm will break through.

And Xiao Chen has been sitting here for ten years, a whole ten years, his body has undergone a series of changes in the past ten years, the speed of hair growth has become extremely slow, the hunger has long disappeared, and he doesn't even need to drink a sip of water, just like a "living dead".

Ten years have passed, and ten years have passed, and around him, there are already weeds, and his state of mind at this time has long been very human.

Twenty years of dry sitting has made him enter a state of "selflessness", not only without distractions, but also in his mind, those who have deep memories in the past, have gradually faded, and even he himself has faded.

Another ten years have passed, and in the new ten years, Xiao Chen seems to have realized a higher realm, in his mind, a sea suddenly appeared, and on the cliff of the coast, there is a stone, thousands of years of wind, thousands of years of rain, thousands of years of sun, has never moved half a minute.

A Jiazi, half of which has passed, has not woken up since the Twelve-Fingered Heart Demon fell into a deep sleep thirty years ago.

Ten years and ten years.

In the fortieth year, water droplets gradually condensed near where Xiao Chen was sitting, and those water droplets were suspended around his body, like stars, slowly having their own trajectory.

In the fiftieth year, layers of phantoms appeared around Xiao Chen's body, and near him as the center, there were also strange signs from time to time, as if he had refined a piece of his own world.

And in this heaven and earth, he is the master, this heaven and earth, called "Dharma Heaven and Earth", according to common sense, only cultivators who have turned into gods can comprehend it, but among the hundreds of cultivators who have transformed into gods, there are only a few people who can comprehend the Dharma Heaven and Earth.

After the fiftieth year, Xiao Chen's whole person has been slowly reborn, his breath moves, and the clouds also move, as soon as he opens his eyes, it is day, and when he closes his eyes, it is night, he exhales, can turn into thousands of miles of clouds and mist, and when he raises his palm, he can flood the mountains.

By the sixtieth year, these apotheosis on his body began to gradually dissipate, and those phantoms gradually disappeared, and his body gradually lost his immortal energy, and his hair had grown a lot, and it looked like it

became a mortal, especially when he opened his eyes, more like a mortal who had seen the prosperity and loneliness of the world.

A nail passed.

As the Twelve-Fingered Heart Demon said, the seven peaks gradually appeared in front of Xiao Chen's eyes, and he slowly stood up.

Sixty years, as if in the snap of his fingers, now he stood in front of these seven peaks again, and his mood was much calmer than the impatience he had at the beginning.

This time, he was no longer flying up the mountain in a hurry, as he had done last time, but this time, he was seen walking towards the mountain with his hands behind his back.

It's just that with every step, his figure disappears, and when he reappears in the next moment, he is already a hundred feet away, and the thunder and lightning on the mountainside can't get close to him at all, and these prohibitions on the first mountain are insignificant to him.

"A Jiazi has passed, and Xiaoyou is here. ”

At the top of the mountain, a giant sword stood out of thin air, and there was still an old man in purple clothes standing on it, who was the old man at the beginning.

"I'm coming. ”

Xiao Chen didn't say too much, he is now completely different from when he first came here sixty years ago, especially those two deep eyes, which he didn't have at that time.

Thinking back to the past, he tried to break through the sword formation again and again, but there was no time when he was not beaten by the old man's sword qi and vomited blood and flew back.

"En......"

The purple-clothed old man bowed slightly, and now looking at this young man again, his eyes were no longer cold, nor regretful, but a kind of appreciation, and said: "It's still the same as last time, in a stick of incense, if you break the old man's sword formation, you can go over." ”

Xiao Chen didn't say much, a long sword slowly appeared in his right hand, and now he almost only needs to move his mind to condense the sword with qi.

"If you're ready, let's go. The old man in purple looked at him and said slowly.

"Zheng!"

The sword light flashed, Xiao Chen had already attacked the sword array with a sword, this sword did not have gorgeous moves, nor did it have the posture of swallowing mountains and rivers like Changhong, let alone the earth-shattering might, some were just ordinary swords.

However, it was just such an ordinary sword, the flying sword that was like a flying sword slashing in the sky, at this time, it was like hitting a stone with an egg, no matter how strong the sword was, it still failed to touch Xiao

The blade of the sword in the dust was shattered, broken, broken, and flew out all the way.

"What a strong ......"

The old man's eyes were slightly condensed, his robe was windless, and the white hair behind his shoulders also flew up, facing Xiao Chen's sword stabbing at this moment, he actually felt a little suffocated.

"Zheng Zheng! Zheng!"

I saw that the flying swords in the sky were all shocked out in an instant, and the powerful sword array, which was originally impermeable, was already fragmented at this time, and with Xiao Chen's final sword retraction, with a "boom", the entire sword array completely collapsed, and countless flying swords, broken and broken, all fell to the ground, like scrap iron, gloomy.

"Good, good ......"

The old man in purple kept nodding his beard, his eyes unabashedly revealing a look of approval, and finally saw him smile and say: "The old man back then, if he really didn't see the wrong person, a Jiazi, Xiaoyou can have such an amazing mastery, the old man sighed to himself, Xiaoyou can't be stopped here, Xiaoyou go to the next mountain." ”

"Thank you. ”

There was no joy or sorrow in Xiao Chen's eyes, the whole person was calm, and with a flick of his fingers, the sword had turned into a sword light, fell at his feet, and flew towards the second mountain with him.

Coming to the top of the second mountain, I saw a magnificent palace standing there, the palace was surrounded by clouds and mist, green trees and red flowers were hidden in it, and the sound of gurgling water came.

Xiao Chen slowly stepped forward, went to the square, and then walked to the front of the palace, as soon as he stopped, the two palace doors slowly opened by themselves, and a faint fragrance with a chill diffused from the hall.

"I've been waiting for my son for a long time, why ...... Standing still?"

I only heard a woman's voice in the palace, and the voice sounded graceful and moving, like a drizzle in March, continuous and endless, and it sounded intoxicating.

Xiao Chen slowly walked into the hall, the light in the hall was dim, and a woman's figure could be faintly seen inside, and when he got closer, he saw that the woman was lying on the couch on her side, with a hazy light veil on her body, and only two white Shengxue's arms were exposed.

Although the light inside is dim, it is difficult to hide the woman's delicate and fragrant posture like a flower waiting to bloom, if an ordinary man walks into this hall, I am afraid that it is, even the soul has been hooked.

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