The Shuttle of the City

The lower dantian is completely a world, vast and boundless, but extremely dark.

When the first drop of liquid entered here, it was instantly illuminated.

Immediately afterwards, a roar exploded here, as if opening up the world, opening up this special place in the body.

Immediately, there was the sound of rushing rivers and the Milky Way flowing backwards.

The torrents gathered, poured out from the mind, and poured them all into the lower dantian.

Godhead itself is an energy body, containing majestic and vigorous energy.

But now, Ye Zichuan melted the godhead, pulled out all the energy inside, and chose to store it in the lower dantian.

"The energy after the melting of the godhead gathers into an ocean, let's call it the sea of ​​gods."

Shenhai, this is Ye Zichuan's redefinition of the lower dantian.

This place will become the source of his strength and the origin of everything.

The energy stored in the godhead of a creation god is really amazing.

The lower dantian keeps getting bigger and bigger, and now it can no longer be called an ocean, and can almost submerge even a piece of the universe.

Ye Zichuan's mind returned to his mind.

A huge change has taken place in my mind at this time, and there is only a cloud-like thing left in place, and a miniature him.

The cloud-like things are inextricably linked, and if you look closely, they look like countless dao patterns and order chains, criss-crossing and extremely complicated.

This is the law of space, it is his comprehension of the power of the law, and now it has evolved into a specific existence, which is a special way of expression.

The soul villain opened his mouth and sucked in the cloud directly into his body.

Immediately afterwards, clusters of flames appeared around the soul, completely engulfing him.

Chapter 1180 The Immortal Travel is too imaginary

The power of the law turned into flames, burning the soul.

Ye Zichuan regards the power of Taoism as his divine fire, and wants to recalcine his soul and transform it into a special existence.

His soul is strong enough and tough.

Although the soul gem was fused, Ye Zichuan found that his soul could not be completely fused with the gem, just like two different materials butt joints.

There will still be blemishes.

What Ye Zichuan has to do now is to use the fire of the law to completely fuse the two into one.

To be precise, it is the three, and he also needs to integrate his own space law into his soul to become a powerful spirit body.

"The new soul should be called Yuanshen." Ye Zichuan defined the existence of a new soul.

Shenhai provides power, and Yuanshen controls the body.

Ye Zichuan took a deep breath, and there was a gurgling airflow in the sea of ​​gods, flowing up all over the limbs and bones, and every inch of flesh and blood was filled with powerful power.

The power of the primordial spirit controls every part of the body, and he can clearly feel the slightest changes in Dongxi's body, even the aging and death of a single cell.

The Shenhai is from bottom to top, and the primordial spirit is from top to bottom. The place where the two meet is just in the middle of the chest. This place seems to be a transfer station.

Ye Zichuan realized something in his heart.

In the legends of China, there is a certain truth in refining Qi to transform Qi and refining Qi to transform gods.

Take an ordinary person as an example. People who exercise regularly are much stronger than ordinary people, both mentally and physically.

They don't know how to refine gas, but they already have the taste of refining gas.

If they run, their breath is longer and lasts longer.

This also confirms from another aspect the correctness of the saying of refining gas to transform gas, refining gas to transform gods.

But now in Ye Zichuan's body, these eight characters have become a special way of evolution, which can make life leap continuously.

Practice is so wonderful, sometimes even a small thing can touch people.

There are thousands of avenues, and all dharmas are unified.

Everything starts with the simplest things.

After a long, long time, the fire of law was finally extinguished, and in Ye Zichuan's mind, there was only one villain left.

The whole body of the villain is golden, as if cast into an indestructible golden body, the facial features are lifelike, just like Ye Zichuan, and they are extremely solid, just like a real body.

With a thought in Ye Zichuan's mind, the primordial spirit flew out of the sky cap and hovered above his head.

The villain of Yuanshen exudes light, as if immortal radiance, with a majestic and sacred air permeating the air.

"Three feet away from the body..." The villain looked at the body below and muttered to himself: "Is there a god three feet up from the head? Interesting."

There was a meaningful smile on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that the path I have deduced is not wrong, and it somehow conforms to a special way and reason.

Existence is justified.

This can be regarded as walking out of a completely different path.

Immediately afterwards, the primordial spirit gradually disappeared into the void, and just disappeared.

The mind wanders too far.

He appeared in other places like this, and he could see many special things.

In the endless flow of light, it seems that the world is changing, and the years are evolving. The universe is born and destroyed, like gorgeous fireworks, ending in a splendor.

In the end, all that's left is darkness and nothingness.

The chaos is raging, the mist is billowing, and it has never changed.

Chaos, primordial space, what do these primordial spaces represent, what do they mean?

For hundreds of millions of years, it may have been so long that it is impossible to calculate the years and months, and it is impossible to study how long they have existed.

How did these six original spaces come into being?

Ye Zichuan suddenly thought of this question.

But then, the question was thrown aside by him.

Because he saw a somewhat wonderful scene.

No, it should be said to be extremely fragrant.

Chen Yao is taking a bath.

The angel wings on her back have been closed, and it is completely invisible. In the misty mist, Ye Zichuan saw a graceful body, with attractive curves, exquisite and flawless, like the most perfect work of art, impeccable .

Ye Zichuan's primordial spirit was a little dazed.

He swears to God, he definitely didn't come here on purpose, he came here out of nowhere and saw such a scene.

"Crash!"

The sound of water sounded, Chen Yao came out of the pool, drops of crystal water slid down her body, and her body like suet jade was exposed to Ye Zichuan's body like this.

in the primordial spirit.

This scene is much more exciting than before.

For some reason, Ye Zichuan thought of someone.

The saintess of Yaochi who has passed away for many years.

"Sin of sin."

Ye Zichuan recited silently, and then left immediately.

"En?" Chen Yao seemed to sense something, and looked towards him, but saw nothing.

On the other side, Ye Zichuan's primordial spirit came to another place after leaving.

"Where is this?"

Because he saw a long skirt hanging beside him, it was snow-white, exuding a cold aura.

The corner of the villain's mouth twitched.

No way, the same scene again?

He really swears to God, he really didn't mean to be here.

Who knows how this happened.

Could it be that the goddess of ice and snow is also taking a bath?

"My lord..." A voice suddenly sounded, startling Ye Zichuan.

Have you been discovered?

He wandered to the other side furtively, and then saw a beautiful figure with his back turned to him.

It is indeed the goddess of ice and snow.

At this time, she was wearing a long snow-white dress, which was a bit thin, and it was an inner garment. Obviously, she was more casual in her room.

Ye Zichuan breathed a sigh of relief, luckily it was not a bath.

Xuan Bing sat by the table, propped his side face with one hand, and held a pen in the other, as if he was drawing something.

Ye Zichuan walked over curiously, and then saw the picture on the table.

"Ah this..."

What is painted is not others, but himself.

Xuan Bing was staring at the painting in a daze, with an obsessive look, completely different from his usual icy and snowy look, at this moment she was completely a young girl with a spring in her heart.

Ye Zichuan's mood was suddenly extremely complicated.

In terms of age, Xuan Bing is much older than him, and now he actually falls in love with him?