Chapter 318: Sitting for two years, a shocking transformation
Chen Anyian sat here for two full years.
Two years have passed and the Ancient Bronze Palace is still the same.
Chen Anian withdrew from the sword domain, and the broom spirit cleaned the ancient palace on time every day, making this palace that had been deserted for an unknown period of time always spotless.
Small flames also light the eighteen oil lamps on the wall on time every day.
Chen Anyian, on the other hand, was like a statue, sitting motionless on a bronze chair.
As he expected, there was not just one drop of ink, but an astonishing eighteen drops.
On the last day of every month, a drop of ink condenses.
At that time, Chen Anyian would take advantage of the brush in the void to grab the ink and swallow it in one gulp.
He knew that his own knowledge of the universe alone could not support the terrifying power of ink.
It all relies on the Golden Book of Ancient Gods to stabilize the universe of consciousness.
Even after experiencing it many times, every time he swallowed the ink, Chen Anyian felt like dying.
A drop of ink is the reincarnation of hundreds of lives.
There is no immune effect at all due to more experience.
How painful it must have been, how painful it still is.
However, no matter how terrible the pain was, Chen Anyian was happy with it.
All eighteen drops of ink were swallowed by him.
The sea of consciousness and the universe have expanded countless times.
If we really want to calculate it, his current consciousness sea and universe have reached an unprecedented distance of hundreds of thousands of miles.
It is true that the sea of consciousness and the universe are at infinite levels.
However, the infinite level of consciousness sea and universe only represents its upper limit. How far a monk can expand varies from person to person.
Chen Anyian was almost frightened to death after traveling thousands of miles away.
In the past, one or two hundred miles would be exclaimed, but now one hundred and eight thousand miles is completely compared with the ocean and a pool of water. There is no comparison at all.
The original light points fill every part of the universe of consciousness, and are still expanding outward.
At this time, the amount of single theory power is probably not comparable to that of Chen Anyian, even those in the Golden Core realm or even those above the Golden Core.
Those super strong people are strong at the level of strength and magical powers...
But in terms of quantity alone, Chen Anyian is the winner.
This means that he can basically fight without any scruples, killing a group of people by himself without any problem.
And these are just one of the many benefits that come from swallowing eighteen drops of ink.
The four natal Taoist tools, Immortal Killing Sword Wings, Water and Fire Taiji Diagram, Yongming Xuan Gong, and the Five Emperors Sky Monument have now left the core of the Consciousness Sea.
Each pulls a massive amount of source light points, forming a "galaxy" with different shapes but huge scale.
They have become the four most vast galaxies among the dozens of galaxies in the universe of consciousness.
The five natal souls are still like pillars supporting the sky, surrounding the core of the sea of consciousness, supporting the universe of the sea of consciousness.
The five-element rune chain is like a real dragon, and a smaller half has been completely integrated with the natal spirit.
The rest is wrapped around the soul of life, attracting the boundless source light points floating out from the core of the sea of consciousness.
After two years of practice, Chen Anyian has smelted a total of thirty runes, and his cultivation level is firmly in the middle stage of the Linglu Realm.
And this kind of improvement was the result of Chen Anyian relying entirely on his own understanding without the Yuan Stone.
If he had the Yuan Stone, his cultivation speed would be at least twice or even three times faster.
But Chen Anyian had no dissatisfaction.
It is easy to cultivate in a state of cultivation, but such a heaven-defying opportunity is hard to come by.
Because of the eighteen drops of ink, his potential has taken a big step forward again, and he even has a vague feeling that he is about to break through the restraints of the Seven Kings.
Chen Anyian hasn't had time to test his strongest combat power yet.
But just based on his self-perception during this period, he can definitely beat himself two years ago.
The biggest change brought about by the eighteen drops of ink is the eighteen abyss that appear in the core of the sea of consciousness.
It's like the creation of the world.
A drop of ink is an abyss, and each abyss swallows a fragment of consciousness, as if gestating some unknown existence.
Now these eighteen abyss are like eighteen heavens, so vast and boundless that the edges cannot be explored at all.
Only the water of the abyss rises up from time to time, still reminding of the unknowable horror here.
These abyss made Chen Anyian deeply understand what it means to have one flower and one world.
It was originally just the core of the Consciousness Sea and the Universe, but I didn't expect that inside this black hole-like core of the Consciousness Sea, there were eighteen abyss as vast as the universe.
It is really shocking and unimaginable.
And the reason why it has been sitting there for two years is that it only has eighteen drops of ink.
It was because after the eighteenth drop of ink was swallowed by Chen Anyian, no more ink appeared in the nineteenth month.
For the next five months, there was no more ink.
During these six months of sitting, Chen Anyian returned his attention to these wonderful lines inside the ancient bronze temple.
Before, it was because the Consciousness Sea Universe couldn't bear it, but after swallowing eighteen drops of ink, the Consciousness Sea Universe became powerful enough to scare people to death.
Chen Anian copied these lines again, and finally the universe of the sea of consciousness did not begin to collapse immediately.
It wasn't until the sea of consciousness and the universe shook again that they stopped copying.
After six months of copying, Chen Anyian felt as if he had painted an entire world.
But compared to the ancient bronze palace, it was only copied by about 30%.
If the complete pattern of the ancient bronze temple is a picture, then what he copied is just a fragmentary picture.
However, even though it was just a broken picture, Chen Anyian's consciousness instantly felt the oppressive feeling of annihilation.
Therefore, this fragment of the ancient bronze palace was placed on the edge of the universe of consciousness by Chen Anyian to prevent it from affecting his fragments of consciousness.
For a monk, two years flies by in a blink of an eye.
But for Chen Anyian, these two years have brought him immeasurable benefits.
Eighteen drops of ink transformed him from the inside out.
Chen Anyian slowly stood up from the bronze chair and once again looked around the ancient bronze temple that he had seen countless times.
It's time to leave.
All the benefits he could get have been taken away by him.
Even the writing brush that appeared in the void was not something he hadn't tried before.
It's a pity that the writing brush seems to be solid, but it is empty.
He tried various methods, but still couldn't get anything done.
I have no choice but to give up.
"It's time to go. If you don't go, I will really be at the bottom in this Grandmaster Fu Hai battle."
Chen Anyian really wanted to leave some traces here, so it would be best to say "Uncle Chen came here for a visit" or something like that.
It's a pity that he doesn't have the ability to leave any traces here yet.
Looking back at the bronze table and chairs, Chen Anyian turned around and walked back to Tianhuang City.
We must first know where Dongyun Chenxiao Tiangu and the others are.
I have been sitting in seclusion for two years, and I don’t know what happened to them.
Returning to the familiar room, nothing has changed here.
The auras of the four guys are much stronger. It seems that they have reached the limit of the late stage of the Linglu Realm and are about to reach the peak of the Linglu Realm.
at this time,
The door behind him was pushed open with a creak.
Dong Yunchen's fairy spirit body pushed open the door and entered.
"Old Chen!?" Dong Yunchen saw Chen Anyian in the room, rubbed his eyes in disbelief, and then hugged Chen Anyian in surprise,