[The update in January is undoubtedly very failed. There are many reasons. They are objective factors of Baozi themselves and cannot blame others. So in the face of the dissatisfaction of all fellow Taoists, I have nothing to say, so I can only bow deeply and ask for forgiveness. Seeing that the end of the month, there is no manuscript in my hand, the speed of typing is slow, and there are many complicated matters. I really feel that I have no confidence in my heart. Alas, I originally pushed for a class reunion that I didn’t want to go to, but some classmates got married and invited a wedding banquet, but I really couldn’t refuse. These two chapters were coded at night and updated regularly, 12:00, and there is another chapter at 7:00 pm. Bow down and you guys read the book.]

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The outside world was changing, and the storm was about to come, but it could not affect Xiao Chen at all. He just sat cross-legged in the formation, devouring spiritual power, refining spiritual pills, and fully improving his own cultivation.

When a monk practices Taoism, he has always believed in hardships. He may have some chances and luck, but he will never be able to start a business by relying on luck and reach the sky in one step. The power of man in front of others is overwhelming the world, and all of them are the gains of hard work in secret, and they cannot do anything false.

No matter how talented you are and with many opportunities, if you cannot bear endless loneliness and work hard, you will never be able to become a great person in the future.

Those who practice Taoism have three parts of chance and luck, and seven parts of hard work. Opportunity is determined by heaven, unpredictable, and gain or failure cannot be intervened by human power, but it is extremely important and indispensable. The matter of hard work depends entirely on the original mind of the monk. Only by practicing diligently on weekdays can you soar into the sky when the opportunity comes, otherwise you can only watch it slip away from your hands. Whether it is the ancient power or the peak powerhouse today, you must be the one who is firm in his mind and devotes himself to practicing hard.

In the end, when practicing Taoism, one needs to endure loneliness and endure torture that others cannot bear, in order to move forward step by step, continue to climb on the road of the great way, and finally stand at the peak of this world, laughing and proud.

Xiao Chen practiced Taoism, suffered hardships, suffered sins, and experienced life and death. He wandered between the Yin and Yang for several times, and developed a calm mind, which was comparable to an ordinary monk. Therefore, he could treat others' boring practices in a dull way, and his heart was like an ancient well without any turmoil.

He has no foundation in the spiritual world and has no backing. His future is long and foggy, and he can only rely on himself. He has experienced too much killing and calculating on the way to practice Taoism. If he wants to save his life, he can only improve his cultivation. So now he is in seclusion and practices, and he also feels lonely, but he will forcibly suppress this emotion and prevent it from affecting his own thoughts. He is still extremely firm, circulating his supernatural powers, devouring spiritual power, and improving his own cultivation.

Outside, there is the spiritual energy-raising array to absorb the spiritual power of the spirit stone, and inside, there is a magic medicine to transform magic power and cultivation. The superposition of the two immediately causes Xiao Chen's cultivation to be crazyly improved at an extremely astonishing speed.

In the cultivation secret room, the 100,000-foot-high spiritual digestion array is now filled with spiritual power that is almost condensed into substance. From the outside to the inside, the stairs are enhanced, and the color becomes deeper and darker, making it blurry and unreal. Only a shadow sitting cross-legged at the core appears and appears faintly. A large amount of spiritual power gathers, is swollen by the figure, and is completely swallowed up by it, and it is transformed into its own magic power cultivation.

Majestic and vast, deep breath emanates from the figure's body. Although it is low and not ostentatious, it is solid and heavy, shrinking and shaking, like a peak, unattainable, as if it is near the abyss, unfathomable.

The spiritual power rotated, rolling and flowing in the formation, making a roar, and the momentum was terrifying.

But at this moment, the wave of magic power rolling in the formation suddenly trembled, and the breath quickly weakened, and the rich spiritual power gathered there was also a rapid decrease in color at a speed visible to the naked eye, gradually becoming transparent.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The dense and continuous crisp sounds were like breaking a chain reaction, and crackling came. Although each sound was extremely subtle, the number of sounds was still huge and amazing when added up.

In the Spirit-Supering Juyuan Formation, trillions of spirit stones have now exhausted their spiritual power. The color has changed from warm like jade to pale, like the rocks that have been blowing on the wind and sun for countless years. At this moment, they are directly broken and turned into powder and sprinkled on the ground.

call out!

call out!

call out!

The only spiritual power left in the formation was not replenished, and now it roared through the air under the crazy devouring. It was swallowed by all the figures in the formation in just a few breaths.

At the moment when all the spiritual power disappeared, the figure suddenly opened his eyes, and endless divine light suddenly burst out from his dark eyes, black hair flew, and a green robe sounded, and a majestic aura broke out in an instant, penetrated into the sky, and rushed to the bull's fight!

"I went to seclusion and practiced hard, did not hear about external things, and immersed in my cultivation level. Before I knew it, it had been 2,000 years since I turned my head." A low moan came, and I felt a little moved.

Xiao Chen grew up and suppressed the churning thoughts in his heart. A smile appeared faintly on the corner of his mouth. The great harvest of 2,000 years of hard work was not worthy of being told by outsiders.

After pondering for a moment, Xiao Chen did not continue to practice. His eyes flashed slightly, and then he took a step forward. He started at a normal pace, but when he fell, he had already crossed tens of thousands of feet away and appeared directly outside the door of the cultivation secret room. He waved his sleeves to break the ban.

Now it should be time to let Ganoderma lucidum take action.

As soon as he took a step forward, Xiao Chen's figure appeared directly in the courtyard, his eyes swept away, and there was no one. This was as expected by him. After all, according to previous predictions, the spiritual energy-raising array arranged by trillions of spirit stones was only enough for a thousand years of cultivation. Unexpectedly, it took 2,000 years to swallow up the spiritual power. I guess Shu Bo, Lingzhi and others were afraid of delaying his cultivation and did not dare to disturb him, so they retreated voluntarily.

The Zuomei Dojo is like spring all year round, the climate is gentle, and the light is provided by the formation. Apart from the sun, the entire sky is no different from the outside world. It is not just a space magic weapon, but more like an independent and complete space.

The yard is green with green bamboos and flowers blooming, with a breeze blowing and rustling.

When Xiao Chen watched it, his spirit suddenly became a formation, and his mouth was slightly raised and he showed a smile. He walked to the stone table and sat down. He took out the wine pot with his back hand and drank it with his head. He felt a peaceful and relaxed mind.

The way of cultivation can be achieved with half the effort.

Xiao Chen knew such a simple truth, so he did not directly summon Ganoderma lucidum, but sat quietly, drinking a few sips of wine, enjoying a few flowers, listening to a few wisps of wind, and leisurely.

The bamboo leaves rustled and swayed in the wind. After a moment, footsteps sounded from far to near.

Squeak.

The gate of the courtyard was opened, and Ganoderma walked in with a brisk step. Although she could not see Brother Xiao Chen, she still felt happy when she knew that he was in this courtyard and in the cultivation room.

As long as he could sense his breath, Ganoderma lucidum would be very happy.

After pushing the door, my eyes turned, and my eyes instantly fell on the figure beside the stone table under the bamboo. I could no longer move. A trace of joy climbed onto the beautiful pretty face of Ganoderma lucidum, and then quickly expanded, and my big eyes bent into a pair of crescent moons.

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"Brother Xiao Chen, you are out of seclusion, why don't you call me here immediately? If it weren't for someone who used to going to your yard every day, you wouldn't know that you have stopped practicing." Lingzhi spoke half-sexy and half-resentful, with a cute and silly expression, quite adorable.

Xiao Chen chuckled, without explaining it any more, and instead said, "I will stop practicing today because I am here to ask Ganoderma lucidum for help."

"I wonder if the effect is as magical as you said. Brother Xiao Chen will wait and see."

Lingzhi raised her head proudly when she heard this, and a snorted from her little nose, saying, "Brother Xiao Chen looked at people in the crack of the door, and she almost looked down on them. Lingzhi is not a person who likes to speak big things. Since she has spoken, she is naturally confident."

"I know that Brother Xiao Chen is anxious to practice, so I won't keep it behind closed doors. I'll know how effective it is. I'll try it."

Judging from her proud appearance, she is obviously confident in the effect of bright and refined magical powers.

Xiao Chen nodded when he heard this, and after receiving the wine pot, his face showed a little more solemnity. After a brief rest and relaxation, it was time to start practicing again.

In the training room, Xiao Chen sat cross-legged, obeyed the requirements of Ganoderma lucidum, relaxed his whole body, and did not completely restrain his magic power, but allowed it to flow freely between the flesh and blood without any interference and restraint.

The little girl stood ten feet away. Although she was swearing, she still couldn't help but feel uneasy when she was about to implement it, for fear that she would make mistakes. Not only would she not be able to help Brother Xiao Chen, but she would cause harm to him. After all, Tongming purification is a magical power that is almost like washing the essence and marrow. It is a very deep-level purification, which will inevitably cause pain, and the degree control in it is very difficult to grasp. If you are not careful, it will cause the monk to suffer damage.

Xiao Chen naturally saw the uneasy intention of Ganoderma lucidum, and smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry about Ganoderma lucidum. Brother Xiao Chen has no other advantages, but this is a long-standing advantage. Even if you want to hurt me, it may not be easy."

"Let's get started."

Perhaps infected by Xiao Chen's calm expression, the tension in Lingzhi's heart was strangely disappeared. Looking at the pair of dark eyes, the little girl's pretty face nodded tightly, but she became even more strange and beautiful.
Chapter completed!