Zhan Changfeng entered the Lianhua Mountain area, played chess and played against himself in the shade of the cliff, and a petal of peach blossom fell into the tea in the afterglow, half sinking and half floating, swaying.

Her retreat can be said to be successful or unsuccessful, because she has achieved success, and because she has not created new supernatural powers.

Creation does not rule out a flash of inspiration, but more of an accumulation.

Her first supernatural true knowledge eye is the foundation of the three great talents of remote vision, farsightedness, and perspective.

The second supernatural power is the dry bones of sentient beings, which is the inspiration and fusion of the karmic eye of cause and effect and the karma of hell.

The Third Divine Power Creation Dojo is the evolution of the Eight Extremes True Domain.

The fourth supernatural power shifts the stars and changes the house, which is the understanding of the wrath of the heavenly power and the country.

The fifth supernatural power dragon snake rises from the land, which is a commentary on the war.

The Sixth Divine Power is an in-depth exploration of the first two.

They can be said to be directly related to the Tao she practiced, and their foundation has long been in her daily thoughts and actions, so when the time comes, it will naturally become.

But she didn't know what potential she still had that she hadn't tapped, so in the past six years, she mainly continued to refine the supernatural powers in front of her, and then repeatedly examined her essence to find a breakthrough.

The depth has been achieved, but looking for a breakthrough point but finding nothing, which makes her feel uncomfortable that her potential has been exhausted, and it is not that she has not thought of directly using the thousand-year-old Bodhi fruit to improve her understanding, she feels that for her, even if she takes the Bodhi fruit, the improvement of her understanding is limited, and it is best to take it when she has the direction she wants to comprehend, and make the best use of it as much as possible.

Like her now, if she wants to comprehend supernatural powers, she doesn't know where to start, and she wants to ponder the power of the world, but she doesn't know where to start, and it's useless to improve her understanding.

She wanted to see how those little disciples who were standing on the path of cultivation would face the path of confusion.

Although she is a disciple of the Military Academy, she still feels that these children are ordinary except for their vitality.

However, she also realized that except for cultivators with strong Dao intentions such as those with interests and subtleties, Hua Jian Ci, it was difficult for other people to leave traces in her heart, and it was unfair to them to say that they were ordinary and unremarkable from her eyes.

Is it because she thinks very highly of herself?

She was nine years old, eleven years old, less than two years to build a foundation, three years to get out of the ordinary, the Dao spirit bones are not falling, than the top genius standard "three years to build the foundation, five years to get out of the ordinary", faster speed, higher quality.

Only in the standard of "ten years of life and death" is a little worse, she happened to spend about ten years to promote to the realm of life and death, but in these ten years, she penetrated the space formation, gave birth to the fourth kind of talent cause and effect eye, and then in just a few years, broke the legend of "a hundred years of supernatural powers".

As soon as she entered the supernatural powers, she realized six kinds of heavenly supernatural powers that were closely related to her Dao in more than sixty years, and opened six spiritual acupoints.

No way, a hundred years is too short to accumulate the strength to break through the last shackles, and it is impossible to prove the law of reason.

Zhan Changfeng looked at the Dao species, its buds have been elongated, and it has the rudimentary shape of the torso, but it is still some distance away from forming.

On second thought, she shouldn't have used "three years...... After all, this standard is for ordinary living beings, and does not include special groups such as reincarnation, holy spirits, and demon races, nor does it include the situation of ascending to the ground such as the transmission of the elders' gong and quasi-sanctification......

Although she cut off the past and cultivated as a mortal, her own comprehension made her cultivation like drinking water, a hundred times smoother than that of ordinary monks, and she should also belong to a special category.

......

Fingertips into the tea, she plucked the petal flower, special?

She really thinks very highly of herself.

The existence of the thought of thinking that she is special proves that her Dao realm still needs to be improved.

She's probably still not normal enough.

Zhan Changfeng left this strange and calm new region under the turmoil and returned to the mountains and seas.

She tied her hair high, fixed it with a bamboo hairpin, turned into an ordinary appearance, held a blue and white umbrella, held a little fox, and traveled through famous mountains and rivers.

One day when she walked into a small island town, a human wall blocked her way.

She walked through the crowded wall of flesh and made her way inside.

At this time, a young monk was stepping off his horse, grasping Dingzu with one hand, supporting Ding's body with the other, and the green tendons on his arms and forehead were exposed, he let out a loud shout and slowly stood up.

"Okay, come on!"

"It's not close!"

"This is the twentieth number. ”

"Hanging. ”

Suddenly, the crowd exclaimed, it turned out that the young monk couldn't stand the gravity of the tripod and knelt down directly, and a few shopkeepers waiting next to him immediately supported the tripod and put it down.

The young monk relieved his muscles and bones, his face turned pale, if he was really angry, he would not be able to lift something weighing a thousand pounds?

Zhan Changfeng glanced at the cracked lines on the ground when the young monk knelt down, uh-huh, it should be nearly two thousand catties.

After the young monk retreated, another person came up, this person was tall and burly, bare-chested, and clenched his fists, clearly showing the huge and strong biceps, "A certain person has been boiling his muscles and bones since he was a child, but it is only a thousand catties, and it is nothing!"

Saying that, he didn't take a step, Pu Fan's big hand held the Dingzu, and the other hand grabbed the edge of the Ding's mouth, and he wanted to lift it up directly!

"Hey, the store is going to send weapons!"

"Brave men!"

"Quick, it's up!"

Zhan Changfeng smiled lightly, and was about to leave, when he suddenly heard two voices, and when he looked up, it was an old man and a child.

Lao Dao looked at the child who was eager to try, "Do you want to try it once?"

“.... Think. "But I'm afraid I don't have a chance.

"Bang!"

Da Ding smashed to the ground, the strong man stood aside in a daze, and the crowd of onlookers was silent for a moment, and then the noisy voices broke out.

"Cut, it turns out that it is a false appearance!"

"Wasted expressions on my all. ”

"What's going on, it looks like no one can. ”

"Can the shopkeeper be accommodating, let us use a little bit of true anger. ”

Good guys, there are people who are playing tricks on the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper stood at the counter in the store and looked out, glaring at the strong man without a trace.

The strong man was angry, he could obviously lift it, but somehow, as soon as his spirit was in a trance, Ding fell, he pinched the bones of his hands and shouted, "Don't make noise, come again!"

"If you come again, you have to come first, don't you?" Lao Dao smiled, "My Li Wa'er also wants to try." ”

Li Xiangxiang was a little timid, especially when so many people laughed, but when he saw Lao Dao's calm eyes with a gentle smile, his heart settled down.

She walked in front of Ding, Ding is nearly one meter seven or eight high, a Ding foot is as thick as an elephant's leg, and her little hand sticks to Ding Foot There is a strange contrast.

She hugged a dingzu with both hands, gritted her teeth, and suddenly lifted the ding in the sneer that people had not yet finished!

There is no stagnation at all!

There are no tricks either!

It was simply lifted up.

The strong man touched his head, it's over, this time it's smashed, and he is going to be deducted by the shopkeeper.