Condense the body that belongs to him for the heart demon, and all the problems will be solved, and the three-foot sword will break the key with one sentence.

The Xuannu Sutra exercises are peculiar, and the naïve Ah Xuan may be her nature, but in short, it is because this exercise has become a demon. If you can condense your body for your inner demons, you can naturally do it for her.

It sounds simple, but the key question is how to cohesive.

Life is by no means just a life pattern, in fact, the life pattern is just a name for this kind of pattern by cultivators, and it cannot represent real life at all.

Although watching life after life be born and then die, there is nothing special. And if it weren't for cultivation, life seemed to be extremely fragile, and it was easy to die.

But all of this is just a personal perception, and the greatness of life, which is almost equal to the entire universe, is an indispensable thing for the world.

It is as strong as an old antique, he has his own only space, but he can never create the real world, and the most basic point is that his only space cannot have the life that belongs to which space. It was a world where there would be no life, and even if the monks of this world were imprisoned for too long, their lives would be in danger.

Vitality, the origin of life, the soul and even the soul imprint, and even more things that Chen Pan didn't know belonged to the category of life.

As one of the greatest and most mysterious laws in this world, even the three-foot sword cannot understand everything in life. Although he can create real life such as chickens, ducks and geese, he has only and no soul at all. It's okay to be hungry, but it's not really life.

His body already has the imprint of the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, which belongs to something that already exists, as long as he does not die, no matter how great the loss is, as long as the recovery ability is enough, there is a possibility of recovery.

And condensing a body out of thin air is by no means as simple as recovering one's own body, it is equivalent to forcibly stuffing something into the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, or starting from nothing. Create a thing.

"Don't underestimate a body, it's actually a collection of thousands of Dao patterns, except for monks who really cultivate the Dao Pattern of Order, I'm afraid that only a monk with an alternative Dao pattern of Order like you has the opportunity to do it. ”

"Although Tianyu created the Mortals, that kind of race can only be called a half-finished product. It cannot be said to be a complete life. They have great defects in their souls and even in their bodies. Otherwise, it wouldn't be so weak. ”

"You have now mastered a certain degree of Creation Dao Pattern, but that is not the real Creation Dao Pattern, and it is incomplete, not even as good as those mastered by Tianyu. ”

"The universe shouldn't always be there. Now it can be traced back to the source of time, and it is also created. Therefore, the real creation of Dao patterns is definitely the same status as the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, or it is no longer Dao patterns, but laws. ”

"Laws. It's something that I might be able to grasp at the end of my cultivation, but I can't even touch it now. With your current ability, you can create a body similar to that of a hypocrisy, but only by condensing the body with the power of order can it be free from flaws and flaws. ”

"Then what do I need to do!" Chen Pan asked.

Sanchijian thought for a moment, then shook his head: "It's hard to say, in fact, I can't tell if you can learn it, so I can only try." I have planted a seed of the Dao pattern of order in your primordial spirit, and it cannot allow you to truly grasp the Dao pattern of order. But maybe it can also be used in an alternative way for you to learn the same patterns as other patterns. Admittedly, it's not as good as me, but it should be enough to condense the body. ”

As soon as the words fell, he urged the exercises, condensed a ray of light on his fingers, and then directly clicked into Chen Panzi's mansion.

The lines are intertwined. It was like a budding flower bone that fell into Chen Pan's primordial spirit.

Learning the world's strongest pattern is not something that happens overnight. However, with this seed, Chen Pan can slowly comprehend it, and after reaching a certain level. If you use it, you may be able to create a real body out of thin air.

Until that time. I also have a certain understanding of the order Dao pattern, even if I can't successfully use the Dao pattern transformation technique to condense the ten treasures, at least I can reach the level of a three-foot sword.

Chen Pan was a little impatient, and hurriedly started to act according to some understanding in his heart. And the one used for the experiment is naturally his own inner demons.

Condensing the body is by no means a comfortable thing, Chen Pan had just applied the power of creating Dao Patterns to guide other Dao Patterns to his heart demon, and he immediately felt as if he had been severely abused by the Three-Foot Sword, his whole body trembled, his breath was messy, and he was about to collapse.

The terrible shouting couldn't be stopped, like thunder, and it felt as if even people outside the stone axe space could hear it, which made the old antique a little discolored.

However, neither the three-foot sword nor Chen Pan would have any unbearable feelings, especially Chen Pan. The guy in front of him wants to kill himself again and again, and he will no longer have a fixed mercy for those who want to kill him.

As for the three-foot sword, not to mention, this kind of thing that has been killed by him is waste, and it has little value in existence.

I don't know how many times I tried, but seeing that the demon in my heart was almost unbearable, Chen Pan stopped.

Sure enough, it's not an easy thing, if it weren't for the perception of the three-foot sword, I wouldn't know how to start at all. Even so, there is still a feeling that it is difficult to get started, so I can only take my time.

Putting the poor demons back in the cage of order, Chen Pan retreated.

Life went on as always, although Mrs. Chen was annoyed that the daughter of the Lin family didn't know how to lift, but she still had nothing to ask about whether the girl was "found" back.

Not only that, but there was also a match for Chen Pan to accompany him to other girls' houses to see, more often than before. It seems that Chen Jun's entry into the battlefield has stimulated her a lot, lest her two sons have changed, and she will never be able to hold her grandson again.

Regarding his mother's anxious appearance, Chen Pan could only be helpless.

In his spare time to practice, he accompanied his parents, and occasionally went to the front-line camp to see his younger brother's situation. Life seems to be going well, and he often encounters some short things in his parents, which will not make him feel the slightest disgust, but enjoy it.

Inadvertently, he had a feeling that this kind of seemingly peaceful days were numbered, so he cherished it extraordinarily.

The time for the collapse of the spatial order is getting closer and closer, and at the same time, the entire Desolate Ancient 6 is also surging, and even the smell of gunpowder between the Northern Wilderness and the Middle Divine Prefecture has begun to appear.

"It's another war-torn era, and it's really not the right time for Lin Yuting to be reincarnated, and I don't know if she will die again. ”

It wasn't until one day, when he heard the words of the old antique, that Chen Pan suddenly remembered that there was something that he had almost forgotten.

The reunion with his family, the excitement of losing and regaining it occupied all of him, and he forgot to look for Lin Yuting.

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