Yan Lan stepped into the quiet room and entered the Zen heart space, sitting cross-legged in the void.

"I can't see through the cultivation level of Master and the Sixth Patriarch. I don't know what level they have reached. Although Senior Sister Gao Gao and Senior Brother Little Madman's cultivation level are not as good as Master, they are higher than Bai Wuyu."

"Within this sect, there are really hidden dragons and crouching tigers. I thought that my cultivation in the early stages of my second-generation infant transformation was quite impressive, but I didn't expect that I would still be at the bottom of the sect."

"This is the place where the Frost Kingdom is a million miles to the west, and there are such powerful people. The territory of the Lion Kingdom is 80 million miles. If you continue to go west for 40 million miles, you will reach the central territory of the Lion Kingdom. I don't know how many big people there are.

The one with supernatural powers.”

"If it's a lion country, and I can't rule the roost, what capital will I have to return to Tianlu and save my people?"

"There is also the Xuan Clan. Xuan Qi must have learned about me, and maybe he will come looking for me soon. This Xuan Clan is also one of the three major forces in this million-mile territory, but I don't know that compared to Gang

Tianmen, who is strong and who is weak?"

"Well, my master went to the Frost Kingdom to look for me before. When he talked about the Xuan Clan, listening to his tone, it seemed that the Gangtian Clan was extremely unwilling to offend the Xuan Clan. Could it be that with the power of the Xuan Clan, even the Gangtian Clan has to be cautious?"

"That's all, let's not think about these things for now. Improving our strength is the fundamental thing. After several battles, I found that my soul seemed to be much weaker than some monks. This situation should be due to my previous attempt to improve my cultivation.

, it’s because you haven’t repeatedly tempered your soul.”

"Haha, I didn't expect that I made the mistake that my father often warned me in the past. Haste makes waste. In future cultivation, you should temper your soul to the extreme until you can no longer suppress the improvement of your cultivation level. Only then will you loosen the suppression and can no longer be greedy for anything.

quick."

"Even my soul realm is improving blindly too fast, and it is sharp. But it is not tough enough. It is okay to deal with fellow practitioners as monks, but if I encounter a strong person, the lethality is obviously not enough. Fortunately, I am well-informed, otherwise I would really

I will become a frog in the well. There are too many things that I don’t understand in this world of cultivation. I must not be blindly arrogant or too conceited in the future."

"The soul-devouring whirlpool below my soul is the result of the arrival of the death god who practices the fourth level of the Dark Annihilation Life Technique. Except for the discomfort of absorbing the golden Buddha's power, it can swallow all other energies. But I don't know that it

How much spiritual energy do you need to absorb to be satisfied?"

"However, the soul-eating whirlpool is too evil, so I'd better put it aside for now and focus on tempering my soul."

After pondering for a moment, Yan Lan took out a fairy fetus and absorbed it like crazy.

At the same time, the golden Yuanshen among the Yuanshen also devoured the golden Buddha's power arrogantly.

At this moment, Yan Lan is almost practicing dual cultivation. Although the normal Nascent Soul and the golden Nascent Soul are one, they are still distinct from each other and are not mixed together.

Golden Yuan Shen. Every time he swallows the golden Buddha's power; normal Yuan Shen, every time he absorbs a breath of fairy fetus spiritual energy. Yan Lan strongly restrains the expansion of the Yuan Shen, tries his best to compress it, and tempers it repeatedly.

After burning the incense, Yan Lan was trembling all over and sweating like rain.

"Compress it, compress it again, you can't let it expand, and you can't raise your realm without authorization. Although I have gone through several cruel battles, I still have to suppress the soul. If I don't practice hard at this time, my cultivation will be vain in the future, and it will be difficult to make any progress..."

An hour later, Yan Lan felt that the soul had the power to expand by one hundred thousand kilograms;

Two hours later, this expansion force had soared to 200,000 kilograms;

Six hours later, the expansion force surged to a terrifying one million kilograms.

Yan Lan felt the powerful explosion of the soul, as if his soul was about to be torn apart.

If at this time, she let go of the expansion of her soul and allowed her cultivation level to improve, Yan Lan would immediately feel a special sense of relief.

However, Yan Lan understood at this time that if you want to enjoy most of the pleasant feelings during cultivation, you must pay a price.

"Suppress, must suppress, unless my will can no longer control the expansion of my soul!"

In the next four hours, Yan Lan tried his best to stabilize the suppressed soul. After all, it was impossible to maintain this suppressed state forever.

After another four hours, Yan Lan slowly relaxed her mind, and the sweat all over her body flowed like a stream.

Yan Lan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air and took a closer look. She found that the Yuan Shen had not grown in size compared to before, but had actually shrunk by nearly one percent in size.

"Oh, it took so much effort to compress it so much, but the effect is still quite obvious."

At this moment, Yan Lan clearly felt that the power emitted by Yuanshen was not only sharper than before, but also had a stronger momentum.

Of course, this rich feeling is far from what Yan Lan wants.

Yan Lan looked at Ziyi and realized that she was still meditating deeply, so she left the Zen space quietly without disturbing her.

Outside the Taoist temple, there was already a high-pitched voice: "Junior brothers and sisters, get up, the ancestor is going to give a sermon, don't oversleep!"

Yan Lan shook his head and smiled, and walked out of the Taoist temple, only to see the little madman speeding towards him. He grinned and said: "Gao Gao, it's so early, this time the master has finished his sermon, why don't you and I compete. It seems like we haven't seen each other for a long time.

Let’s talk and discuss.”

Gao Gao pouted and said: "Little madman, I want to spar with Yan Xiaolan from now on. You, wait until sister is in the mood, and then I will spar with you!"

The little lunatic glared at Yan Lan and screamed bitterly in his heart: "I'll just say it, I'll say it, my limelight has been stolen by you. My dear Gao Gao, how can you empathize with someone else? Don't forget

Wow, I used to be so obedient to you."

Yan Lan saw the look in Little Madman's eyes and quickly smiled and said: "Senior Sister Gao Gao, currently only Senior Brother Little Madman can rival you. In front of you, I don't even have a chance to make a move. You should go to Brother Little Madman."

"Hey, Master, isn't he going to give a sermon? He won't oversleep!"

"Old ghost, I'm here. Yan Lan, don't say bad things about me behind Master's back. I will definitely keep such an important matter in mind, old ghost. How could I possibly deceive you."

The barefoot old ghost turned into a bolt of lightning and appeared in the Taoist temple instantly.

At this time, Xichen and the other five people also walked out of the Taoist temple one after another.

The barefoot old ghost waved his robe and said loudly: "Disciples, follow me!"

The barefoot old ghost took the lead and galloped towards the depths of the Gangtian Mountains.

Yan Lan followed closely behind, thinking in her mind: "Speaking of truth, you still have to run so far. Could it be that you want to bring great blessings to us?"

Everyone was chasing after each other, competing secretly. After a while, the barefoot old ghost whizzed straight up into the sky, letting out a bold roar that shook the sea of ​​clouds.

Immediately afterwards, the barefoot old ghost pressed the hand technique, and above the sea of ​​clouds, a hanging rock with a diameter of a thousand feet suddenly appeared.

On the hanging rocks, there are luxuriant green grass, sparse trees, turbulent streams, and the singing of birds and animals. It is really like a Taoist wonderland.

"Old ghost, I preach that this stone will only be opened once every ten years. Today, old ghost, I am in a good mood and will open this stone in advance. However, if you want to step on the hanging stone, it depends on your luck."

The barefoot old ghost pointed at the hanging stone and said with a showoff smile. (To be continued...)
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