Before we knew it, the day and night had passed.

Zhong Yuan completely swallowed the golden immortal body of the black-robed monk and cleaned it. At this time, his body had nearly doubled.

Although Zhong Yuan himself has never really known the King of Golden Immortals, nor has he seen many King of Golden Immortals, he can undoubtedly confirm it. That is, his current body is not as strong as the first-level King of Golden Immortals, even if he cannot be called the top power, he will definitely belong to the ranks of high-level Kings, and will defeat countless Golden Immortals.

However, at this moment, his true cultivation is still just a high-level immortal perfection. Logically speaking, his current powerful body contains endless potential and can definitely evolve more and more powerful, but no matter what, his power means to remain motionless and never increase at all.

At this moment, even Zhong Yuan himself thought he was a pervert.

"Can I really need to give me some insights to be promoted smoothly?"

Zhong Yuan was speculating in his heart, and unconsciously smiled bitterly on his face.

Perhaps, for any other monk, this kind of waiting, perception, and breakthrough in the bottleneck period is extremely normal and there is nothing to say. However, Zhong Yuan is different. Because his current combat power has far exceeded the control of his own realm. Perhaps, it will be easier for him to touch higher-level wonderful principles. After all, these are his daily battles. However, it is difficult to let him understand those low-level wonderful principles.

Because, even if he finds one thousand or ten thousand cultivators of that level now, he will not feel any touch, because those people can't even take the power of a punch.

Some people may wonder, since this is the case, why not self-proclaim your cultivation and self-proclaim your combat power and fight against those low-level existences and seek insights?

Zhong Yuan also thought about this, but after all, he did not try this way. It was not that he thought that such a battle was too hard. Instead, such a battle was completely different from the path he was going to take. The path he took was to break the law with force and break the skill with force. Taking power as respect, strength is everything.

If you lose your strength, you will instead think about your skills. Perhaps, in a short period of time, your combat power will increase, but in the long run, you may set up a very thick barrier.

Because people always like to relax. The smoke is difficult. After trying it, they will be very uncomfortable if they use any "brute force" to fight. And this discomfort is likely to be fatal at critical moments.

This road is not clear. Zhong Yuan had no other way to imagine. He could only wait like this, waiting for his own family to realize his needs, break through the current obstacles, and achieve the cultivation level of the immortal.

After a little bit of emotion, Zhong Yuanxing put away his mood and calmed down again. Then, he was not in a hurry to go to Tiandu City to kill the ninth traitor, because for him now, killing that traitor was too simple.

Therefore, Zhong Yuan's mind was once again immersed in the emptiness and began to practice the imageless true nature and the Hunyuan Hammer that he had just obtained as described in his memory.

What Zhong Yuan chose first was the Divine Mirror of the True Non-Fairy True. One is that he has the supernatural powers of the clan and is easier to practice; the other is that the increase in combat power he can bring to himself will also have immediate results.

The True Mirror of the No-formity True, Zhong Yuan’s practice is not as difficult as that of ordinary monks, and it seems very easy.

In just a moment, he had already seen the mystery of the hall; after a quarter of an hour, he was already quite familiar with a hazy round mirror shadow appeared; after half an hour, Zhong Yuan had already entered the room, and with a thought, he could manifest the formless true mirror, crystal clear, like glass, pure and flawless;

One hour later, Zhong Yuan's body condensed the true seed of his original name, and his soul consciousness entered it. At that time, the void in all directions seemed to have become an extension of his own body, and all the remaining marks on it became his own.

As my mind moved, twelve arms suddenly appeared on my body. Each arm swung a magical power. Each one was not what Zhong Yuan had practiced. It was either brilliant, or yin, or wailing, or sharp.

Twelve magical powers all rushed into the void. At that time, they walked in the void and created a space tunnel.

At this moment, Zhong Yuan understood that his practice in a short period of time could end here, because, after that, even he could not be promoted in a short period of time.

At this moment, Zhong Yuan did not pause at all, and began to comprehend the Hunyuan Hammer.

Hunyuan Hammer is truly worthy of being an unparalleled supernatural power. Zhong Yuan, based on the meaning of power, has failed to understand much of the true meaning even if he regresses to the evolution of the Dharma Eye of Life and Death.

Zhong Yuan was not discouraged because he knew very well that if Hunyuan Hammer was so easily cultivated, then he would not be enough to be called the superlative magical power.

Therefore, Zhong Yuan's heart was very calm and not affected at all. Gradually, the powerful advantage of the meaning of power was brought out, and he began to realize some of his eyebrows and then he began to unconsciously realize and practice.

At this moment, when Zhong Yuan was completely immersed in the practice of the supernatural powers, his power began to tremble inexplicably.

The amplitude of this tremor is not large, so Zhong Yuan was unable to detect it either.

As he understood Hunyuan Hammer, he became deeper and deeper, as he practiced, the tremor of the meaning of force became stronger and stronger.

Almost half an hour passed, and suddenly, the tremor of force stopped. As if a hundred birds returned to their nests, it all converged into Zhong Yuan's body. The next moment, the force was about to rush out again, but at this time, the force that was about to rush out was different from the previous force. It was no longer the misty mist, but turned into a ray of misty light like water, without any color, just transparency and clear.

At this moment, Zhong Yuan naturally came back to his senses and understood everything that is now and now.

Now, without any experiment, he realized that he was no longer a high-level Great Perfect Cultivator of the Immortal, but a cultivator of the Immortal. To be continued...
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