The twenty-seventh chapter opens up the law of extreme way
This time the ancient city auction house was extremely popular, especially in private room No. 8. The rich man who could throw out a thousand-year-old elixir with just a raise of his hand was completely famous, which added a lot of color to the auction.
Every time Zhuo Yifan squanders money, he can't help but think of his family. When will he be able to take this wealth home, so that his relatives can spend it happily, become a peerless rich man, and live a happy and worry-free life?
It’s been a long time since I’ve seen my grandfather, mother, Aunt Cai from the monthly room, and many other brothers who took good care of him during the Zhuo family’s retirement. Zhuo Yifan misses them very much, but even though he misses them, he won’t move back.
Thoughts. Because he didn't have revenge, and he didn't find his father, so he just went back like this, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
However, he always believed in his heart that the Zhuo family would be strong one day! And this day would not be too far away.
Suppressing his longing for his loved ones, Zhuo Yifan put away the hammer he had just photographed.
At this moment, the auction has come to an end, and people from all major industries have begun to get busy, preparing for the last two treasures at the bottom of the box. This final auction will begin tomorrow.
Zhuo Yifan didn't care about it. He ordered Zhen Ji to retreat, and then he meditated alone here, absorbing the divine body and soul.
Since the gathering of his six soul skills, he has gained a deeper understanding of the soul and spirit. There is a faint restlessness in the ten spiritual brains, slowly transforming, and there is a sign of condensation. Although the meditation power remains at
.0, there is no improvement, but Zhuo Yifan's mental power has increased at an alarming rate, and with the blessing of the small world, the "Demon Emperor Sutra" can already operate on its own, no matter what Zhuo Yifan is doing, every time
He is constantly stimulating his spirit and improving his soul power all the time.
His soul cultivation in one day is comparable to that of an ordinary soul cultivator who has practiced hard for a month.
This speed is amazing, it is simply divine speed, but Zhuo Yifan is not satisfied with this. Judging from the speed, he is indeed a rare existence among the human race. But in this world, he is not the only one, there are many powerful ones.
Existences such as pure-blood monsters, inheritors of Taoism, divine beings, and even gods!
Although his speed of sex is fast, it is much weaker than that custard bun. It has to be said that this kind of strange beast cannot be measured by ordinary thinking. It is simply enviable to others, even Zhuo Yifan has it
The feeling of envy, jealousy and hatred.
I remembered that three days ago, this "custard bun" was less than the size of a human baby. But now, with continuous practice in the Rock Dragon Bowl, not only has the body grown to be as big as an adult tiger, but the combat power has also greatly increased, without any system.
With his cultivation, his combat power is already comparable to that of the Three Mysterious Dao, and his blood aura is so powerful that even pure-blooded creatures will weigh it in their hearts if they encounter him.
In the ancient times, in order to pursue a higher realm, the strong men of the human race specially divided the three realm standards of the human race, the demon race, and the holy race. The arrogant demon race at that time was conquered by the strongest human race of the Chinese holy race.
Beyond!
Although the Chinese Saint Clan no longer exists, the domineering and glory of the human race back then are deeply imprinted in everyone's heart.
This epic is enough to prove that the human race is not completely inferior to the monster race, but a race with unlimited potential! Because of this, Zhuo Yifan is neither humble nor arrogant in the face of any pure-blooded monster. The strong saints in the past could do this
You can achieve this state by yourself! And one day, you can surpass your predecessors and become the highest.
Of course, becoming the supreme does not happen overnight. To become a strong man all the way, he still has many shortcomings. As the so-called standing higher and seeing further, how can the small blood prison satisfy him? Gastric pouch?
The Blood Prison is just an artifact of law. One day, he will conquer this place, become the master of the Blood Prison, and move towards a wider world.
Zhuo Yifan fucked for a while, and then his spirit converged. The energy all over his body was billowing like a tsunami, rushing towards the small world inside his body, and at the same time, every trace of light converged.
"It's really difficult to open up the realm of the saints." He felt a headache.
In the rock dragon bowl, Poseidon's shrunken body looked at him and couldn't help but sigh: "For many people, your realm may not be reached in their lifetime. And you not only opened up five realms in the Three Mysterious Palace Realm, Not only have you achieved the ultimate path of Qi Chaoyuan, you have successfully harmonized the gods and demons, but you have also entered the realm of the Nine-turn Golden Immortal. Among the people I know, you are undoubtedly the number one, and you can consider entering the next level."
Poseidon smiled bitterly, this young man was only seventeen years old, and it was really terrifying to have achieved such a level.
Indeed, as Poseidon said, with his current spiritual power foundation, he can indeed try to break the golden elixir and enter a higher level. However, this is also risky. One careless step may very well destroy his cultivation.
In this case, it is better to refine the golden elixir and the ultimate way first. Once successful, you can safely enter the level of ten thousand stars.
But how to achieve the ultimate golden elixir is the primary problem Zhuo Yifan faces.
The ultimate path of golden elixir is a sublimation of the nine-turn golden elixir - the ten-turn golden elixir. This is a realm opened up by the strong men of the saint clan. Since ancient times, few people have achieved it, and it is extremely challenging.
Generally speaking, after reaching the nine-turn golden elixir, the spiritual power of the golden elixir has reached a bottleneck. Although there is still an improvement during sexual intercourse, it is difficult to surpass it by a large margin. At this time, most people will choose to use heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Warm up the Dantian and use medicine to open up spiritual power. In the end, try to break the golden elixir and enter the realm of ten thousand stars.
However, it is impossible to forcibly increase the spiritual power of the golden elixir in this way, which is not as good as the ultimate method of the golden elixir. Because the upper limit of the spiritual power of the golden elixir has reached a bottleneck, any spiritual power transformed by the power of the medicine will eventually disappear one by one. If it leaks out of the body, even if part of it is successfully refined, it is only a tiny bit and can almost be ignored.
Therefore, Zhuo Yifan is completely indifferent to these ancient and even ancient thousand-year-old elixirs in the inner universe.
"It seems that there is no better way to achieve the Ten Turns Golden Elixir..." Actually, Zhuo Yifan had an idea in mind, but this method was too dangerous. He had to walk through the gates of hell, and there was a danger of falling at any time. .
Zhuo Yifan kept thinking about how to enter the Jindan Jida. Haihuang seemed to see the young man's stubbornness and did not stop his path. Instead, he told many stories about the powerful saints in ancient times who opened up the Jida, which made Zhuo Yifan Very beneficial.
Zhuo Yifan has always had a good impression of Poseidon. To him, Poseidon is like a good teacher and friend, and a person worth making friends with.
The two communicated mentally for a long time. Finally, Zhuo Yifan took a shower and changed into clean clothes, then fell into a deep sleep. It had been a long time since he entered the Blood Prison and he had not slept peacefully. He had even forgotten how to sleep. Feel.
Relying on the pillow made of jade, Zhuo Yifan quickly fell asleep. (To be continued.)