Chen Zhe said hello to Wu Cunyi at Jiangcheng University. Although Mr. Wu was strict in teaching, he was not a person who didn't know how to adapt. He gave Chen Zhe a month. Of course, after this time, he would have to come back and take the exam, and he had to take the exam. It has to be very good.
As soon as he came out of Wu Cunyi's office, someone called his cell phone. Chen Zhe saw that it was an unfamiliar number and picked up the phone and said: "Hello."
"I am Jiang Ze," Jiang Ze on the opposite side spoke simply and clearly, with a bit of Yang Hui's style.
Chen Zhe smiled: "There are results,"
"Well, where are you? I have something to tell you," Jiang Ze asked.
Chen Zhe smiled and said: "I'm going to the villa on the outskirts of Jiangcheng City. You know the address. Let's meet at the door."
Neither of them were people who dawdled around. Chen Zhe put down the phone and went straight to his destination. When he arrived at the villa, Jiang Ze was squatting at the door of the villa smoking. At first glance, he looked like a down-and-out young man. Normally, one would not expect this to be the case. A practitioner.
"Coming,"
Jiang Ze threw the cigarette into the trash can and stood up. Chen Zhe walked over and showed a big bad wolf smile. Jiang Ze looked at him and nodded: "Actually, when you just said it, I knew I would agree. It was just for a moment. It’s a bit unacceptable,”
He spoke honestly, and Chen Zhe patted him on the shoulder: "I understand, you are used to being alone after all, so you will be a little uncomfortable with it, but you will get used to it in the future, believe me,"
Jiang Ze nodded and followed Chen Zhe into the room.
This time, he is the Dao of All Living Beings... No, he is from Chen Zhe, but he is also from the Palace of the Ultimate Dao.
"Thank you," Jiang Ze said softly from behind.
Chen Zhe waved his hand gently.
Everyone is here.
Zhang Ruoling, Master Hu, Huang Zhen, Yang Hui, Yang Rui, when Chen Zhe entered the door, five pairs of eyes looked over at the same time, which surprised Chen Zhe.
"Master, you're here," Zhang Ruoling nodded enthusiastically. Chen Zhe ignored him and nodded politely with the others.
Anyway, Zhang Ruoling is extremely thick-skinned, and may be better than Chen Zhe in terms of shamelessness.
Chen Zhe pulled Jiang Ze to his side: "I brought a friend to the sect, Jiang Ze, you know him,"
The five people stood up one after another and greeted Jiang Ze. Chen Zhe introduced them to each other and finally said: "He is not completely a disciple of our sect. He is still a disciple of the Jidao Palace, but from now on..."
"No, Chen Zhe, I have decided to join the Tao of All Living Beings. From now on, the three words Ji Dao Palace no longer exist," Jiang Ze spoke in a low voice, but with firm determination. Obviously, what he was thinking about these days was not whether to agree or not. Agree, but whether to completely join the path of sentient beings.
Chen Zhe glanced at him in surprise and finally nodded: "Okay,"
He nodded like this, and from now on there will be another great and powerful practitioner in the world of spiritual practice. From now on, Jiang Ze's achievements will also shock the world of spiritual practice.
Zhang Ruoling is a lazy person. It was quite troublesome to join a sect in the world of spiritual practice. However, now that Taoist talents are declining, Chen Zhe and Zhang Ruoling both simplified the matter. Jiang Ze offered incense and saluted the founder of Taoism. From then on, Even if you are a person in the path of sentient beings.
"I will make up for an initiation ceremony for you in the future," Chen Zhe said in a low voice.
The weather forecast in Jiangcheng City a few days ago said there would be rain, but it didn't rain. Today's weather forecast said it would be a romantic day. As a result, in the afternoon, a large white cloud gathered in the sky, and a cool wind blew. It started to rain.
Chen Zhe was sitting cross-legged in the yard in front of the villa, with the Emperor's Hate Sword across his knees. Just as He Yan said, he was able to withstand the falling raindrops with the sword's will alone.
It's very difficult.
But now that he has mastered part of the understanding of the way of heaven, he found that his sword intention is more perfect, and can at least block the light rain. Of course, he has not yet reached the point where he can block all the rain in the villa with his sword intention alone. Half of it is okay.
Outside the villa, the light rain has turned the road into a dark color, but inside the villa, there is still dry white ground.
Not a drop of rain fell within three feet of Chen Zhe's body.
This is extremely energy-consuming, but is very beneficial to the growth of sword intent.
Chen Zhe persisted for ten minutes, and it was only ten minutes. Although the three feet around him were dry and white, you could see that the bottom of his buttocks had long been soaked with sweat.
A practitioner's control over the body is unparalleled. No practitioner is covered in sweat whenever he exercises. Chen Zhe is overdrawn.
Because, he can't take back his sword intention.
Can send but not receive.
He was able to control the white ground around him within three feet of his body, and half of the rainwater in the villa yard was blocked by his sword, which proved that his cultivation had indeed improved.
But he can send out but not retract, which proves that his cultivation has not improved enough.
After Chen Zhe discovered the danger, he tried his best to take it back, but found that he couldn't take it back. He wanted to wake up from his trance, but he couldn't. More and more sweat began to form on his forehead, flowing down his cheeks. After a while, the sweat disappeared. , his face became dry, and after a while, fine blood beads appeared on his forehead, indicating that he was injured.
This is not an obsession, but it is more terrifying than an obsession.
In fact, it is common for great cultivators to go astray, but they often use super strong concentration to guide their true energy to the right track, minimizing losses to a level that is negligible.
But Chen Zhe was careless and careless.
Chen Zhe understood that the method He Yan told him was indeed beneficial to cultivation, but it was not something he could afford.
It's like he is a moneyless gambler who bets his own house while gambling. It is true that he will gain a lot if he wins, but it will be even worse if he loses.
"He Yan told me this method, but she didn't warn me of the dangers involved... Could it be that she did it on purpose? She knew that I would practice bravely and diligently, and she also knew that I would not be able to bear it,"
A flash of inspiration occurred, and Chen Zhe figured out something. With He Yan's character, she probably did this on purpose, but it was too late to regret it.
He Yan, He Yan, she didn't kill people, but she could kill people. Compared with those practitioners who use magic and magic weapons to kill people, this is the highest state.
In Chen Zhe's sight, the surrounding scenery gradually blurred and turned white, but there was a black spot in the middle, like a long corridor.
This is a sign of imminent death. Many people will have this kind of hallucination when they are in danger and dying. Some people did not die in the end and told others about it after waking up.
Then, his vision was filled with red, like a sea of blood.
Such an annoying red.
Chen Zhe wanted to raise his hand to drive away the redness in front of his eyes, but he couldn't.
"The red will disappear soon, disappear soon," Chen Zhe muttered several times silently in his mind.
He was unconscious at this time and could no longer use inner vision, so he did not know what was going on inside his body.
If a practitioner could use inner breath to control the movement of his true energy at this time, he would be surprised to find that Chen Zhe's meridians have dried up long ago... He should have died, but he is not dead yet.
Chen Zhe is like a cockroach with tenacious vitality.
A stream of clear water flowed slowly. It was the Nine Heavens Royal Dao Technique taught to him by Daojun Tianyan. It was very weak. However, as the clear stream flowed, Chen Zhe's true energy gradually changed from decay to strength, and returned to its non-stop state. …Chen Zhe didn’t feel anything.
The true energy in a cultivator's body is huge, but very little can be used, often only one-tenth.
For example, a cultivator in the Nascent Soul realm has one hundred units of true energy, but he can only use ten units, and the remaining 90% is hidden in the body. This is beyond the control of the cultivator. He thinks It can't be used. After using up this one-tenth, even though he still has nine-tenths in his body, he will still be overdrawn and injured.
Just like some studies have found that only ten percent of the nerve cells in the human brain are developed and utilized at most. The more they are developed, the smarter they are. Many geniuses are just because those nerve cells are developed more than normal people...maybe only Just a little more.
The Nine Heavens Way Technique is something that stimulates people's potential. Ordinary people have ten points of potential and only use one point, but the Nine Heavens Royal Dao Technique can allow people to use five points. This is the power of this technique.
The rain was still falling, but Chen Zhe was now unable to protect his surroundings, and all the land was soaked.
"That red thing, go away," Chen Zhe shouted in his heart.
He discovered that the arrogant red was really driven away by him.
The red in front of his eyes disappeared, and Chen Zhe felt much more comfortable, but there were still large patches of red in front of his eyes, and the rest couldn't be driven away no matter what.
Chen Zhe suddenly discovered to his surprise that where there was red, no rain could fall.
why is that.
Sword intent.
Could that red thing be the sword intention?
Chen Zhe subconsciously dispersed the red colors and let them float over the entire villa, and then there was no rain above his head.
He allowed those reds to gather and suddenly discovered an extremely powerful force.
In such a short time, Chen Zhe had already released a lot of sword intent, so he couldn't control it, but this time, he controlled part of it.
"Should I collect these things?" Chen Zhe gathered the red sword intent around him and wanted to let his body absorb it, but found that the sword intent was just floating around his body and could not be taken back.
What should I do? These things seem to be very powerful. It would be a pity not to take them back and let them dissipate on their own.
In Chen Zhe's hand is an object of various shapes, the Emperor's Hate Sword.
The Emperor's Hate Sword, put it away.
The Emperor's Hate Sword in his hand suddenly came out of its sheath, the blue blade flashing with light, like a whale sucking in hundreds of rivers, and the surrounding red sword intent was greedily swallowed up by it, leaving no trace left.
Chen Zhe slowly opened his eyes. The blood on his face had already been washed away by the rain, leaving only a gradually red color underneath.
The Emperor's Hate Sword in his hand was filled with brilliance, the blue color had turned into lavender, and it had become bottomless, with a vicious aura lingering on it.
"He seems to have changed,"
Chen Zhe, who had saved his life, said to himself,