Seeing Chen Jun practicing quietly in the illusion, Chen Pan finally breathed a sigh of relief. This boy has a stubborn temper and it is not easy for him to accept without revealing his identity. It seems to be quite simple and has not thought too much. Now that he has the beginning, it will be easier to do in the future.

"Thank you," Chen Pan said to Sanchi Jian.

Sanchi Sword closed his eyes to rest and replied casually: "No, it's not a big deal. In fact, your brother has a good talent, but unfortunately he didn't meet a good master, otherwise the achievement would not be the only one. Now you can help him re-temper his body and repair the sheep's broken."

If you are not impatient for practicing, you must be well-behaved. Chen Pan suffered this loss back then. Because of Tongxin Lock, his strength was forcibly improved, so many places were unable to catch it.

Especially after being forcibly promoted to Daluo Jinxian in Zhuque Pool, there was an indescribable inappropriate situation. Fortunately, he was severely injured by the second elder of the Fox clan, and fell back to the foundation-building stage and practiced again, which made his foundation extremely solid.

My achievements today are not entirely based on a solid foundation, but they are definitely related to them.

Chen Jun himself did not practice with peace of mind. His master was just an ordinary Taiyi Jinxian and had never obtained any advanced skills. Almost all of them were well-known secret techniques from Tianzhu Peak, so it was naturally difficult for him to have a good foundation.

The frozen mountains that were previously frozen were transformed by Chen Pan using the formation. It was naturally impossible to practice by Chen Jun alone. He had already used his brother to use his skills to help him with simple tempering and lay a solid foundation when he was unconscious.

As for the Jin Tang Art practiced by Chen Jun at this moment, it was also created with a three-foot sword, and it was specially tailored for Chen Jun.

It can be said that the compatibility between this technique and Chen Jun is almost 100%. Except for the Three-Foot Sword, any so-called pride of heaven will not be faster than Chen Jun when he practices.

This technique cannot allow Chen Jun to easily reach the supreme realm, but he can definitely reach the Hunyuan realm faster than other peers. As long as the Taoist heart is not surprised, many things are just a matter of time.

It is impossible to do it for others to do it, let alone Chen Pan. Although he is extraordinary, because of his reincarnation, he has only practiced a few techniques for fighting until now.

Fortunately, each of these techniques is a world-class skill, otherwise how could he achieve what he is now?

With his ability, he has never practiced other exercises. How can he create new exercises?

But the Three-foot Sword is different. He is like Wuji. He was once the closest to the extreme of Tao, and his understanding of practice has surpassed everyone in the entire world. Even other supreme masters can't stand it.

Especially as a monk of Order Daopa, his Tao and even his Taoist heart are different from others. In his eyes, everything is order and rules. Once he understands this order and rules, he can simplify things and not have too much useless efforts.

Perhaps this is also the reason why he was able to achieve the supreme realm in just over two hundred years.

Within a few days, Chen Jun had already achieved some success in his cultivation in the illusion. His whole body was red and there was golden light flowing, as if golden soup was cast.

No wonder he was called Jin Tang Jue. Chen Jun said intimately that he had strange thoughts in his mind at this moment. He didn't know whether it was this magical technique or his amazing talent. He actually reached an unprecedented level in just a little while.

The hot and terrible temperature around it turned out to be like the rising sun and the wind at this moment. It was very comfortable. If it were other exercises, it would be impossible to do it.

And at this moment, because the heat disappeared and after calming down, Chen Jun also found something wrong.

It is a thing of the past to throw books in the sect. After all, many books are placed in places such as scripture library, but it would be incredible for a monk to throw books. If he hadn't had the intention and put things in the gully of his chest, how could he lose them?

Could it be that this old man deliberately came down to practice himself? Chen Jun said intimately, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was.

Damn it. I was still fooled. This idea made him feel a little nervous and I don’t know what the consequences would be.

The best way is to stop and not practice quickly. As long as your strength is not enough, the old man will probably not treat him for a while. Although he does not want to insult himself, he does seem like a cattle and sheep at this moment. Once he is fed, what awaits himself is the fate of being slaughtered.

But this technique is really suitable for him, which makes Chen Jun feel unable to stop. His inner intuition tells him that if he keeps practicing, his strength will change drastically.

Even if you have no ambition, as long as you embark on the path of cultivation, no one doesn’t want to make yourself stronger.

After thinking for a long time, Chen Jun finally bit his teeth and made up his mind, and decided to continue practicing.

Anyway, no matter what, this old man cannot let him go. Even if he escapes directly, he may really harm his relatives. Since that is the case, it is better to practice this technique well. Maybe he can kill this old man when he encounters an opportunity and let himself escape from the devil's claws.

Moreover, Chen Jun also wanted to know what level he could reach if he continued to practice according to the above skills.

The idea has been decided, so naturally I will not hesitate any more.

Chen Jun began to tempt lava as mentioned in the book. There was no doubt that this was an extremely painful process, and even if he practiced the Golden Soup Art, he would be uncomfortable. But in order to escape from the devil's claws, he gritted his teeth and held on.

"This kid is not bad, his talent is better than you, but his mental power is worse. After all, he has no soul. Needless to say, Dao Xin is much stronger than when you were in the Daluo Golden Immortal Realm. If you weren't lucky than him and had too much luck, you would be far inferior to him at this moment." Sanqi Jian said with admiration.

In his eyes, not only talent, Chen Pan is too different in terms of Taoist heart. If he had not achieved luck, how could he achieve what he has today?

Chen Pan didn't care about being so secretly damaged by the Three-Foot Sword, but just said with a smile: "Of course, this is my brother, how could it be wrong?"

"Isn't your brother my brother? What's the pride?"

Sanqi Jian said lazily, then took out another martial art and threw it to Chen Pan to remind him: "With his strength, after lava refining, I can only take it slowly and change it to him for this exercise."

Chen Pan took it and said in surprise: "Canglang Art, can he practice it?"

The Jintang Art is a body refining technique, so the barbarians can naturally practice it. But the Canglang Art is different. It belongs to the mysterious art and often requires the soul. Although it is a brother, Chen Jun does not have a special physique like himself.

"Don't worry, the martial arts I gave can naturally be practiced, and I have a very interesting idea, you will know in the future." Sanqi Sword said with a deep smile.

I don't understand what he wants to do, but it will definitely not be bad for Chen Jun.

After Chen Jun finished refining his body with lava, Chen Pan became that weird old man and appeared in front of him.

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Chapter completed!