Zhan Changfeng listened to the pavilion master's words and asked, "The current Fa cultivation is actually the Dao cultivation at that time, using the Yuan Shen to fuse the Dao species, and cultivating the main phase, so how did the martial cultivator not specialize in the Yuan Shen?"

The pavilion master laughed, "This is the creation of Venerable Fu, he opened up the sea of qi, presided over the power of the five internal organs, and formed a small universe in response to the principle of the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and fused with the Dao with his body, feeling the heavens and the earth, and becoming a martial soul by himself!"

Zhan Changfeng's expression moved slightly, Wu Xiu was strong and self-cultivation, she knew it, but she didn't expect that behind this was also the principle of the small universe, this method was similar to the method of Qi training of the Dragon Armor Divine Chapter.

It's just that it transforms the qi of heaven and earth into the true qi rooted in itself, and the body as the cornerstone of the Tao with strength.

The Dragon Armor Divine Chapter uses the five internal organs and six internal organs to absorb the five essences of heaven and earth, strengthen the body, and at the same time use the power of the Yuan Shen to cultivate these five essences into Hongmeng Ziqi, and finally abandon the physical body to become enlightened.

"Listening to the words of my predecessors, I have a lot of feelings, and I thank you here. Zhan Changfeng got up and bowed, today's conversation not only confirmed that her cultivation path did not deviate, but also let her know the difference between the Dao realm, which has important reference value for her future cultivation.

The pavilion master only accepted half a salute, lifted her hand and said, "I don't need to say, you can also know from other places, your realm is enough, the most important thing at the moment is to let the body cultivation keep up, and get out of the mortal womb as soon as possible." ”

"Follow the teachings. ”

Zhan Changfeng asked some more questions about his cultivation, and the pavilion master answered them one by one, and when he turned around, he had burned out several incense sticks.

The Almighty's point has benefited people a lot, and Zhan Changfeng is still unsatisfied when he leaves the bronze lamp, but... She looked at the little fox in her arms, and then at the big fat doll with her fingers in her mouth, as if she had forgotten what she was doing.

Zhan Changfeng returned to the bronze lamp and took out a bland gray stone, "Occasionally get this thing, it can't be broken, it can't be destroyed, it can't be put into the storage bag, the seniors may solve the puzzle?"

Seeing that she suddenly came back, the pavilion master thought that there was something important, listened to her words, took a look, and said casually, "This thing is called meson, and it is usually used to make space vessels, and this one is useless." ”

"I see, it's because I'm shallow. "This meson was found on the ragged old man, and it seems that he traveled somewhere and picked it up by chance.

"But the mesons generally do not appear one by one, the mesons are born in response to the power of the leylines, contaminated with the laws of space, and if they are generated, there are more than a dozen grains. ”

"That's it. It's a pity that she only saw a fragment of the memory of the old man in rags picking up the meson, it seems to be in the northwest barbarian mountain area, and when she has time in the future, she may be able to look for it.

The pavilion master said, "Ten or so grains, you can make a high-grade space vessel, and then you can find the endless water, you can open up a life space." ”

"The predecessors said that these are supreme treasures, rare in the world, and it is not so easy to find. ”

"That's because you're too small in this world. The pavilion master recalled the past, "Our great power at that time liked to collect materials by ourselves, build a space to be used as a cave, or find the boundary stone, and directly open a small world for the younger generations to test." ”

Zhan Changfeng thought slightly, "If the juniors are destined to get enough mesons, can you ask the seniors the method of refining the space?"

The Pavilion Master smiled, "If you have this opportunity, why not let me put the icing on the cake." ”

"The juniors thank you in advance. ”

The pavilion master watched her leave, stroking her beard and muttering, this son may not be able to fight for it in his time, and there may be a place for her among the ancestors.

It's just that today's world is not as good as before, and it is even more difficult to become enlightened, not to mention that the Venerable Quasi-Saints are all falling... It's hard to say, it's hard to say.

The pavilion master has hidden sorrows, each generation of Venerable quasi-saints is actually similar in style, picking luck for the layout, if you want to say that she can have such a talent, she is not looked down on, no one believes it, or there is already a certain power standing behind her, or she herself is the reincarnation of which one, under this Qiankun, how can there be a real free person, I only hope that the micro did not choose the wrong person, lest Chunjiang Pavilion repeat the mistakes of the past.

Zhan Changfeng sorted out his new perceptions, left the white fox and the big fat doll in the stone room to cultivate, and went out to see Shuo Prison and Violet.

The names of both of them are already in the list on the nameplate, indicating that they have passed the judgment of Dianjiangtai and can practice fighting in Dianjiangtai.

A word of transmission, only Sumire Thorn replied, and Susy Thorn was watching Shuo Prison fight with others.

Zhan Changfeng entered the viewing room, and several nearby monks showed some strange expressions on their faces and took a few steps back.

She couldn't see their faces, but Pansy did.

Zhan Changfeng was judged to have zero points, and he had to be cut a hundred times in a row, he didn't have to listen deliberately, he could piece together a rough idea from other people's conversations, and he was all envious.

The vine demon asked Zhan Changfeng directly, and Zhan Changfeng replied indifferently, "Maybe it's boring." ”

It seems that this is the case, and when I am bored, I focus on other people's gossip.

"How many fights?"

Sumire thorn glanced at the fighting room, Shuo Jian was lifting a monk above his head, the wild punch to the flesh, it hurt to look at it, "Twelfth, you don't know, he heard others say that you were slashed a hundred times in a row when you came, and his eyes were green, and he didn't stop if he couldn't feel exhausted." ”

"He's really fit to fight. ”

"It's visible. ”

"What about you, why don't you try it?"

Pansy was depressed, "I'm going to fight too?"

Zhan Changfeng turned his head sideways and "looked" at him, "What are you afraid of, since you have cultivated the Dao, you have forgotten the deliberate division of human cultivation and demon cultivation, even if they exclude demon cultivation, it can only prove that they have not cultivated at home, they are just a group of poor people." ”

"Use the identity of a cultivator to win or lose, if someone covets your body, covets your spiritual fire, then pay tribute to the past, no matter how bad it is, you can come to me, although I don't have any strength, but I will be Taichung, except for the first, I haven't seen it, second, other people are no longer my opponents, and it's still okay to protect you." ”

Point general Taichung, Jiang Mo ranked third, the first time she met, she may have fallen behind, but now her strength has exploded, and she still has the strength to defeat him.

Of course, individual strength is only secondary, and soon, the people of the corps with background support will not dare to stumble at will.

The stumbling thorn was pierced by her sharp puncture in her heart, and she couldn't help but be embarrassed, and after listening to her words, she was even more embarrassed, but she was a little relieved.

He didn't doubt the truth of her words to protect you, nor did he doubt whether her strength could protect him, and said in a low voice, "I remember my identity as a cultivator, but there are always voices of mutual discrimination around me, and being affected by these voices is also because my state of mind is not enough, I will try my best to correct it." ”

"Recently, I have been focusing more on self-cultivation. Zhan Changfeng mentioned it again.

The thunder of evil strikes people who have evil thoughts, and it is a trivial matter to lose their cultivation, but the bad thing is that it is difficult to cultivate again, so they must make up for their state of mind, practice slowly, and wear away the remaining power of evil spirit.

On the plus side, this process is also a kind of precipitation, and it is important to have a correct mentality.

The state of mind of the thorn is not bad, and it should not be too difficult to recover the cultivation.

Zhan Changfeng's enlightenment and clear support also made Jin Jian breathe a sigh of relief, at least he had a guarantee for himself in Taichung, the point where most of this person's cultivation was made. Even if some monks stare at themselves with the eyes of looking at treasures, they have the confidence to face it.