However, it would be too wasteful to leave such a treasure in Hongmiao Village. Moreover, if it is targeted this time, it will inevitably be targeted next time.

After thinking about it for a moment, Chu Chen decided to discuss it with Mr. Miao.

After all, the Red God Slate was too tempting for Chu Chen.

This is the method he has always wanted to find to cultivate his soul.

After adjusting his breath for a moment, Chu Chen's soul once again covered the red stone slab.

The magical mist appeared again, but this time, before Chu Chen's spirit could pass through the mist, the stinging feeling of thousands of needles appeared again, forcing him back.

Haste makes waste.

Chu Chen sat down cross-legged. His soul could not break into the scene inside the stone slab endlessly, just like the soul refining pond. Some people wanted to break through to the divine transformation realm in one go, but in the end they were punished because they were too eager for quick success.

The backlash of the soul refining pond, the soul is frustrated...

Zhan Dongshan: Why don’t you just read my ID number?

Chu Chen wrapped the Red God Stone Slab again with black cloth, and the sound of footsteps could be heard in the distance.
Chapter completed!