The six souls that were integrated into the secret realm were easily discovered by the existence of the same soul splitting. In an instant, they appeared outside the almost broken soul refining array. A soul splitting entered the soul refining array.
The shaking soul-refining array immediately stabilized, while the other five stood in five directions, opening a larger soul-refining array.
As soon as such a powerful soul refining array was opened, the four-headed mist dragon immediately fell into the formation and could not extricate themselves. Then, two soul millstones that seemed to be vast in thousands of miles still appeared, one from the sky and the other from the sea
Breaking out, crushing all the seven-headed mist dragons as if they were slow and fast. The soul-refining array that had existed before did not change, but released the three-headed mist dragons and at the same time
The Soul-Strict Array turns into a Soul-Cluster Array stands between the two soul mills.
As the fog dragon breaks, the miserable dragon roars came out, and it stopped until all the fog dragons turned into smoke and dust. However, at this time, countless gray spots of light floated into the soul gathering array in the middle, and then five
The Taoist soul appeared next to the soul gathering array, and stood facing away from it to protect the soul gathering array in the center. After a long time, the gray light spots stopped appearing.
Then the shadows of the two soul-dividing shadows slowly appeared after the soul-gathering array disappeared. One of the soul-dividing eyes had a gray light ball the size of a soybean in his hand. He saw him hold his hand and flew up first.
The six major souls followed closely behind and flew out until Lao Gao saw a crack in the sky. The souls of the various souls flew into it one after another. Since then, Han Xuan's journey to the secret realm has ended successfully.
Han Xuan, who had retracted his soul, looked at the secret realm that had begun to be distorted in his hand, as if he was looking at a work of art that was about to die, and shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that you were condensed from an evil person.
, otherwise your achievements will definitely be more than that!"
Han Xuan saw the complete secret realm during this trip to the secret realm, which can even be said to be a convincing creative work, whether it is the structure of the secret realm or the one that has been arranged at the beginning of the structure that can condense the fog dragon.
The soul array is unimaginable to ordinary monks. Of course, from Han Xuan's perspective, these are nothing, but a masterless secret realm almost fell due to these unexpected arrangements.
Where is its strength.
But then again, if the fog dragon had not appeared in the end, Han Xuan would not have gotten the gray light ball the size of a soybean. At this time, Han Xuan frowned when he saw this light ball, and sometimes he showed it.
The shocked expression was insignificantly because Han Xuan found that the energy emitted by this gray ball was extremely close to the energy in his Yin-Yang Beast. The only difference was the purity of the energy.
The secret realm ball in his hand has dissipated because the remaining soul power that originally supported the entire secret realm has disappeared. In Han Xuan's opinion, this soul power is actually the gray ball in his hand at this time, which is gray from the Yin and Yang Beads.
Han Xuan didn't know why this small ball with the same energy source appeared in the secret realm of a monk? He even wondered why.
However, Han Xuan had already sensed this discovery the moment the fog dragon appeared, otherwise he would not have relied on the soul gathering array to collect these supposedly free gray energy at the last moment. If this was not done, perhaps this secret realm would still be with
The remaining secret realms in other divine tombs were preserved as well, but without these energy, it seemed that the fundamental secret realm could no longer be called a secret realm, so its disappearance became inevitable.
The gray energy of the Yin-Yang Beast has been greatly mobilized by Han Xuan, slowly surrounding the gray ball. At this time, the slight struggle that the gray ball originally had already existed has completely disappeared, like a river that has flowed into the rivers and seas.
He usually obediently integrated into the gray energy, and Han Xuan was not too surprised. This result was something he had already thought of.
Then Han Xuan slowly closed his eyes and began to think about how to build his own secret realm. At this time, he was sure that building a secret realm was much more convenient for him than others. Maybe this is the Five Elements
The benefits of completeness, not to mention that he has complete origins of the five elements, so he does not need to think about the matter of deriving the Yuan power.
However, the secret realm of condensation is different from the arrangement of formations. When trying it, Han Xuan had several architectural ideas, but he did not start because he was not perfect enough. After all, once a monk's secret realm is formed, it cannot be changed.
Han Xuan would naturally pursue the ultimate perfection with such superior conditions. When he saw the secret realm of the top monks who were pointed out by his lifelong experience, he knew that his ideas were not considered enough.
Perfection is because there is no prominent point in the architecture, because its origins gather, and there is no distinction between the primary and secondary sources, so it loses that origin instead.
Now Han Xuan is thinking about how to set this origin, that is, when this origin appears, the entire secret realm will revolve around this origin, and all operations will start based on this origin, but it is precisely the choice of this origin
It is the most difficult to choose. What it determines is not only the power of the secret realm, but will affect Han Xuan's future cultivation process.
Han Xuan's mind was running at high speed, constantly deducing the strength and weakness of the secret realm that different choices could condense. I don't know how long after that, Han Xuan suddenly opened his eyes and retreated from his inner vision, and he seemed to be demented.
His eyes were dull and he whispered to himself with a tired face: "No, no matter how you choose, it is not perfect. Is it really impossible to be absolutely absolutely true? Is there really no perfect secret realm?"
Han Xuan, who was in silence, had a blank mind. What he had wasted for so long just now still did not get a satisfactory answer, but what exactly is perfect and how to achieve perfection? Han Xuan doesn't believe that he is so perfect
The conditions cannot condense the perfect secret realm, but if you continue to move forward in the divine tomb, you will inevitably suffer losses in the secret realm. What's more, Chi Bo said that there are many dead monks hidden in the divine tomb.
In a secret realm, if you don’t have the power of the secret realm, don’t say you can get benefits from other people’s secret realms, even survival may become a problem.
Han Xuan's mind gradually began to recall the question he had thought he had figured out: "What is the secret realm? Why can the power of the secret realm allow monks to stand in another world and see the current world? That is the same source as gray energy.
What is soul power, and how did it come about?”
Han Xuan felt very confused in his mind. He thought many questions were very clear, but now they suddenly became blurred and overturned his previous views one by one. At this time, he felt that he had practiced for so long.
After reaching this state, I still haven't found the true meaning of cultivation.
The boredom in his heart made Han Xuan stand up suddenly. Regardless of whether it would attract the enemy's attention, he waved his fists and moved the bloodline to the limit, punching and punching out, causing the space to tremble, but the God Tomb
The space on the ground is too solid, even Han Xuan's fierce fist peak still cannot break it.
Hundreds of punches were hit in a row, Han Xuan looked at the still dark world and couldn't help but roar: "Damn the land of the tomb of the gods, the damn world, why do you always have so many difficult places to understand, I, Han
Xuan is destined to break you, and I will not be trapped by you forever!"
Han Xuan scolded and felt a lot more comfortable, but in a moment he stood there again, his fist in his hand still maintained the same way he was when he was finally smashed. Slowly, a hint of excitement appeared on his face.
, Gradually, a smile appeared on Han Xuan's mouth, and said with a trembling mouth: "World, break the world, by the way, why didn't I expect it? Haha, that's right, the appearance of the secret realm is simply the world where the monks are in.
They are dissatisfied with this world, so they think of creating another world, a world of their own, where monks are the masters, and only there will be no suppression by the rules of this continent, hahaha, I
I thought that looking at another world in a parallel world is of course clear. A world that one cannot resist naturally requires the power of another world to resist. Human power is insignificant after all. This is the true meaning of the secret realm.
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Han Xuan smiled unscrupulously. He seemed to see the monks struggling countless years ago to control their destiny. This struggle did not begin with the holy war, but had already appeared before the holy war. The world at that time was almost perfect.
But it is still not tolerated in the eyes of many monks. Many monks gradually became dissatisfied with surrendering to the existing world rules after being taught by the creation power. Therefore, they gradually explored the power of the secret realm.
Han Xuan realized again at this moment. He finally knew the origin of defiance of heaven in his heart. Why is it said that cultivation is defiance of heaven? Han Xuan couldn't help but laugh at the sky, and then said sadly: "Creating the world."
Powerful? No wonder you don’t have a secret realm. It turns out that you don’t understand the meaning of the secret realm at all. You don’t even understand the meaning of the cultivation. You teach the world how to practice, but you don’t know that this is shooting yourself in the foot.
You gave the monks the will to defy the heavens. You wanted to destroy the world you worked hard to manage but you didn't know that it was actually you who forced yourself into a desperate situation. Your heart to destroy the world aroused the evil spirit, and you died under him.
The time of disaster was left behind, and the holy war caused thousands of creatures to fall. Although you transformed into two masters to save Han Xuan, you also transformed into the Demon-Devouring Emperor to harm the people. I don’t hate you, but I won’t respect you, but I am destined to change.
The world you created.”
After a burst of sad words, Han Xuan gradually became silent, and the surroundings returned to death. Once again, he sat back on the ground. Han Xuan slowly closed his eyes. At this time, a person had been opened up within his original body of the Purple Mansion.
With a fist-sized space ball, Han Xuan finally began to condense his secret realm.
But what are his plans in his heart? He will eventually condense the earth-shaking secret realm? What is the perfection in his heart? What does it mean to this world that makes him extremely dissatisfied?