Boundless Sky - Chapter 144
Chapter 144 The iron rooster
As the Tongtian sea water was refined again and again by Cheng Hao, the **** of the heart gradually condensed into a round of red sky, like an unopened lotus, metamorphosing into a lot of essence, but it has never been transformed into a **** .
Whenever Cheng Hao felt that the red sun was about to transform into a god, the gods in the one hundred and eight large apertures in his body exuded the power of stars and interfered with the transformation of the red sun.
Cheng Hao also understands the reason. If the **** of the heart is born as a deity, it will naturally have a primary and secondary distinction with the gods in the acupuncture orifices, and it will even affect Cheng Hao’s later condensing of other acupuncture orifices, which also makes the acupuncture in his body. The gods instinctively blocked that round of red sun from degenerating into gods.
After trying to figure out the pros and cons, Cheng Hao gave up letting that round of red sun be transformed. After all, the gods of the Taoist Palace can only give birth to five gods, and there are more than a thousand big holes in the human immortal martial arts. Gods can be born in all of them, for the five gods to influence the future cultivation of immortal martial arts, Cheng Hao feels a little worthless.
Abandoning the transformation of the red sun into form, Cheng Hao continued to practice the Taoist Philosophy, practicing the God of Heart again and again, feeling the rising and falling of the red sun, the cycle repeats, the innate essence burns fiercely, It seems to have become a real red sun.
On this day, Cheng Hao’s body was rumbling. He saw the boundless sea, the rising sun and the sunset, the anger, and the majestic and infinite vitality.
“boom!”
On this day, in Cheng Hao’s body, the **** of heart ascended and settled in the void of the human world, like the scorching sun in the sky, reaching its peak, with endless auras permeating.
Although the Heart God Zang did not transform into a god, Cheng Hao clearly felt the increase in his own strength. Although this increase in strength was not obvious to his overall strength, even so, the cultivation of the Heart God Zang was completed. , Signifies that his Dao Jing exercises have been cultivated to the realm of Dao Palace.
After the cultivation of the Heart God Zang was completed, Cheng Hao did not stop, but continued to run the profound arts in the Taoist scriptures and started the cultivation of the Lung God Zang.
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When Cheng Hao’s main body retreats to practice the Taoist scriptures, his soul body, which is composed of a thousand divine thoughts, is standing on the top of a mountain, staring at a handle not far away… Heavenly Great Sword.
This is a quaint big sword with countless dim runes carved on it. It stands obliquely on a mountain. Most of it penetrates the ground. There are a lot of cracks around the sword. The narrowest crack is several feet away, the largest one. A crack was more than ten feet wide, and inside was pitch black, with bursts of cold air rising into the air.
As the body of the soul at this time, Cheng Hao had a clearer sense of the evil spirit emanating from that long sword than before. This is a top-level saint soldier-level long sword. Although it is somewhat damaged, the power contained in it, Not inferior to the black sledgehammer of the old saint who had covered the world.
Although the great sword is good, with Cheng Hao’s soul body at this time, it is impossible to control it at all, even if the main body comes, it may be difficult to obtain this sword.
Because in Cheng Hao’s divine soul exploration, this divine sword has long been left with a mark, it should be left by the Taoist Tongtian. If he wants to fight for control, he will definitely attract Taoist Tongtian. Hao’s goal of leisurely training in this world does not match.
“Forget it, don’t move it, it’s not too late to do it again before you leave this world!”
Taoist Tongtian is not an easy person. Although Cheng Hao thinks that his strength is not weaker than him, if it is not necessary, he does not want to confront the opponent now and make a fortune in a muffled voice, which is more in his interest.
After observing this wicked and wanton sword, Cheng Hao did not stay here any longer. With a move of his mind, his whole body once again turned into a thunder light and flew towards the direction of Lingxi Sect.
In the next time, Cheng Hao, the soul body, did not rush to find Bai Xiaochun, but searched for some secrets on alchemy and spirit refining in the Lingxi Sect. In the spare time of cultivating the Amitabha Sutra, he took time to study one. Fan, life is also a leisurely life.
On this day, on the mountain peak that was turned into a forbidden place by Lingxi Sect, where Cheng Hao Dong Mansion was located, a sneaky figure quietly came to the top. After watching from side to side and not being found, this somewhat thin figure crept on his feet. Walked into the palace.
“Is Senior Haotian here? Junior Bai Xiaochun, come to visit your old man!”
“come in!”
The gate of the palace opened, Bai Xiaochun, dressed in white with a shy expression, looked around for a while, then adjusted his clothes, and after making sure that there was nothing wrong with him, he took firm steps and walked into the hall step by step.
At the front of the main hall, Cheng Hao sat on the futon, with lightning looming all over his body. Above his head, there were golden Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, dragons and other phantoms that flickered from time to time, and the vast coercion swept over him. Bai Xiaochun was almost crushed to the ground.
“Let’s talk about it, come here, what is the so-called?”
Staring at Bai Xiaochun, who was awkward and barely standing still, the coercion radiating from Cheng Hao’s body slowly retracted, and then asked leisurely.
Looking at the majestic figure with the look of Gu Jingbubo, Bai Xiaochun’s heart suddenly tightened. He, who has always been a hippie smile and doesn’t treat himself as an outsider, suddenly became nervous at this moment.
“Senior, the junior has already built a foundation in the Abyss of the Falling Sword. There is no one before the aptitude, and there is no one here. The junior came here to ask you, do you plan to accept a disciple?”
“No!” Cheng Hao shook his head. He only intends to stay here for thirty years before leaving. For him who travels everywhere, what use is it to accept apprentices?
“Um…” Bai Xiaochun, who was originally full of confidence because of the foundation of heaven, suddenly became dumbfounded.
“Could it be that these old monsters are so unconventional and unreasonable at all? Even if you don’t want to accept disciples, you shouldn’t praise my extraordinary aptitude first, and encourage the younger generations, and then euphemistically say that there is no intention to accept disciples. ?”
Bai Xiaochun was very depressed. He felt that his thinking was not on the same channel as Cheng Hao, an old monster. Cheng Hao refused so swiftly that he didn’t know how to communicate with each other for a while.
“That senior, it doesn’t matter if you don’t accept disciples, you are a senior, you must have a very powerful technique and magical powers? Can you teach juniors a few tricks?”
“No!” Cheng Hao shook his head, in no way meant for the seniors to help the younger disciples.
“Fuck, I met a master!” Bai Xiaochun was shocked. This was the first time he saw this iron rooster without the burden of a senior expert.
“This seat has always followed the principle of equivalent exchange, so let’s hear that you are good at refining spirits…” As he spoke, Cheng Hao raised his hand, a scarlet spear, which dropped from the sky with a murderous breath, and directly stabbed In the floor, into the soil half a meter deep.
“If you can refine this spear fifteen times, this seat can satisfy one of your wishes within the range of its power!”
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