The heart of truth is integrated with the body and the holy soul. Zhang Ruochen feels that his current body is several times stronger than the former demigod body. He has completely transformed himself, escaped from the mud, and has a new look.

Human blood and the blood of the Immortal Blood Clan still exist, but they merge with the chaotic energy, no longer collide with each other, and are completely integrated into one.

The rules of the holy path are still there, and it has been further improved, reaching 36 billion paths, which are in a perfect number, among which fist, palm, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, time, space, and nine paths account for the vast majority.

However, his mental power has not been greatly improved, which makes Zhang Ruochen quite puzzled.

Logically speaking, in the Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagram, his spirit suffered unprecedented tempering, and his mental power should have increased greatly. Unfortunately, his mental power was still at the 69th level.

...

Over the long river of time.

Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged in the palm of the Sumeru Holy Monk and went downstream.

Strange things happened.

He found that as long as he deliberately mobilizes the holy will and enters a state of forgetting things and forgetting oneself, he can actually see some pictures of various eras.

"The first-grade holy intention is indeed mysterious. It seems to have infinite uses. It takes me thousands of years to study and discover it."

Zhang Ruochen was even thinking, with the holy will, can he have the ability to "know the past and understand the world and all things"?

The ability to calculate and transcend fate should be no problem.

A monk who has learned ability beyond the original path should be easy.

"Bang!"

A broken sound woke Zhang Ruochen, who was immersed in his understanding, upset.

A crack appeared on the body of the corpse of the Sumeru Holy Monk.

Not only that, the skin of the corpse was covered with a layer of gray mist.

"How could this happen? The corpse of a Buddha should be immortal forever. How could it crack? How could it start to decay?"

Soon, Zhang Ruochen understood the reason. It was indeed a huge price to cross the long river of time, and even a Buddha's body could not resist it.

It is precisely because of the protection of the Sumeru Holy Monk that the power of time has not been applied to Zhang Ruochen.

When the holy monk asked Zhang Ruochen to destroy the Sumeru Temple, he immediately returned, probably because he knew that his body had limited ability to withstand. Once an accident occurred, he might not be able to return to the original time point.

Once the body of the holy monk completely collapses, it is equivalent to losing the "boat".

With Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation level, he may be squeezed into particles by space again.

This time, without the heart of truth and the body of the holy monk, it will be much more difficult for him to condense his body again. If he wants to restore his cultivation, he will not even think about it.

It is very likely that the first-level holy will that have just been cultivated will be destroyed along with his death.

Zhang Ruochen has experienced many strong winds and waves over the long river of time, but he has not been too panicked and has been thinking about countermeasures carefully.

There are only two ways:

Either, speed up the return speed. Or, improve the stability of the "boat".

"What I can do now can only break the realm and reach the Qianwen Realm, use the Dao Realm to stabilize the master's bones, and strive to hold on until the time to set off."

After finally cultivating the first-class holy intention, Zhang Ruochen did not want to die in the long river of time.

To break through to the realm of Hundred Shackles to the realm of Thousand Questions, we need to "transform the way".

The so-called "transformation" means that the rules of the holy path cultivated by oneself are derived from one's own way. Some are tools, some are minds, some are souls, and some are a world.

What you think in your heart is what the Tao is.

The more perfect the state of mind, the more perfect the Tao is.

The entire practice of Qianwen Realm is constantly improving one's heart and one's own way.

Tao will be presented in the form of Tao Domain.

At this time, the Taoist realm condensed is different from the Taoist realm cultivated in the Holy King realm.

The Taoist realm cultivated from the Holy King realm is just a prototype, a field that cannot be seen by the naked eye. The Taoist realm of the Great Saint of the Qianwen realm will be truly revealed in different forms.

With Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation level, it is possible to achieve one thought to transform into the Tao, condense the Taoist realm, and break through to the Thousand Questions Realm.

Zhang Ruochen was calm and calm, and recited two words: "Chuan Tao."

"Wow!"

Achieve enlightenment in one thought.

The body was shining with light, chaotic mist, and a vast universe appeared with him as the center, wrapping the bones of the Sumeru Holy Monk.

The scene presented is very similar to the boundless truth of the "unlimited universe".

This Taoist realm is indeed full of the "boundless universe" in the realm of truth, but it is more full of the true realm of space, the virtual time realm, and various other holy Taos.

Zhang Ruochen's Taoist realm is constantly evolving, with singularities gushing, chaotic ancient times, nebula light and fog, wild continents, stars in the sky, long river of time... and other scenes, constantly evolving and changing endlessly.

This is not a fixed Taoist domain!

It is a Taoist realm that is constantly transforming, and it is blessed by time. It is all-encompassing and has been in it throughout the ages.

right!

It's from ancient times to the present.

Zhang Ruochen called it - "The eternal return to one".

Return to the same realm forever.

With the blessing of the Eternal Rewarding Realm, Zhang Ruochen finally returned to the time point when the corpse of the Sumeru Holy Monk collapsed and found himself sitting cross-legged opposite the corpse of the Holy Monk.

The world is extremely quiet.

I can no longer hear the sound of the long river of time.

It seemed that nothing had happened before, Zhang Ruochen felt that he had just had a very long dream.

At this moment, I woke up from my dream!

In the hall, the Buddha's light was shining brightly, and the six Buddha statues were still standing on the Buddha altar. The skeletons of the holy monk who had disappeared were still sitting opposite each other, and nothing changed.

Just when Zhang Ruochen thought it was a big dream.

"Chichi."

Opposite, the skeleton of the holy monk turned into grains of golden sand.

The entire Sumeru Temple quickly fades, turns into a shadow, and then disappears into the universe.

Everything disappeared, only Zhang Ruochen sat cross-legged in the void, emitting chaotic light, and various wonders formed by returning to the same realm forever, manifesting and changing around his body.

Grains of golden Buddha sand turned into spots of light and dissipated in the void.

In the golden Buddha sand, Zhang Ruochen found eight relics and held them between his hands. Tears fell like a spring of tears in his eyes.

After all, it was not a dream. The holy monk completely disappeared into the world, leaving only eight Buddha relics.

The scene of the holy monk sitting cross-legged in front of the dilapidated Kunlun Realm, blocking the gods of the Hell Realm appeared in Zhang Ruochen's mind again.

The voice of "Hell is not empty, and I will not become a Buddha" echoed in Zhang Ruochen's ears.

It was unknown how long it took Zhang Ruochen to calm down and found that the ancient sword of the Chenyuan, the sundial, the mountain demon mirror, and the ten thousand curses and the Dzi beads appeared on his body again.

The Qiankun Realm also appears in the Qi Sea.

Sure enough, it has returned to reality and back to the time point.

Recalling carefully what you did and saw in the past period of time, the more you think about it, the more you feel it is unreal, even more unreal than a dream, that feeling is very uncomfortable.

It’s better to be reality, at least reality makes him feel that he is still a flesh-and-blood person.

Zhang Ruochen put away the eternal domain and just stood up, he heard a familiar call: "Chen... Is Brother Ruochen you? It's really you, are you still alive? It's so good, what happened? Chen, what's wrong with you?"

It's Gong Nanfeng.

Zhang Ruochen had already seen Gong Nanfeng's figure, and took a step forward and walked to him. Suddenly, a strange look appeared in his eyes and said, "Why did you make yourself like this?"

At this moment, Gong Nanfeng was skinny and thin, his hair was more than ten meters long, and his beard was full of all his face, like a long-haired monkey, which looked quite funny.

"Of course I'm hungry. Fortunately, a peach tree grew outside the Sumeru Temple. Otherwise, I would starve to death if I didn't wait for you! But over the past few hundred years, my cultivation has increased greatly and I no longer have necessary demand for food." Gong Nanfeng said sighingly.

"The peach tree should have grown by Master Tai's use of methods."

Zhang Ruochen said in his heart so much, nodded slightly, and suddenly, he thought of something, his face changed drastically, and he said, "What did you say just now? Hundreds of years? Hundreds of years?"

Nangong Feng touched his long black hair like a waterfall and said distressedly: "I don't know what's going on. I can't get out of here, otherwise I wouldn't have waited here for a thousand years. To be honest, if you didn't come out in the first year, I thought you had died in the temple. Chen, how could you stay in the temple for a thousand years? You seem to have become a little different..."

Gong Nanfeng kept saying, but after Zhang Ruochen heard the three words "one thousand years", he could no longer hear what he was saying.

"How come a thousand years have passed?"

"I clearly returned to the original time point, why has a thousand years passed? It is impossible to make mistakes, absolutely impossible to make mistakes."

Zhang Ruochen stared at Gong Nanfeng carefully and found that this guy's cultivation had actually reached the peak of the life of one death.

He is a spirit of the weapon.

How can the weapon spirit practice so quickly?
To be continued...