Chapter 298: Out of the Customs! The Great Reckoning!

At this moment.

An aura that was completely different from the realm of true self emanated from Chen Zhixing, like a raging wave crashing against the shore, like an abyss or a prison!

Every strand of his hair was covered in fairy mist.

Every muscle and bone, every piece of his flesh and blood, has scriptures of the Great Dao imprinted within them, emitting an immortal light.

In his eyes, the lights of thousands of fairies shuttled back and forth, life and death kept spinning, and the shocking phenomena of the birth and death of the world were staged.

“Is this the state of Nirvana?”

Chen Zhixing felt the terrifying power in his body that seemed to be able to destroy the nine heavens and ten earths, and could not help but smile slightly.

In just one year.

He not only successfully survived the second calamity of Nirvana, but also the great calamity of life and death.

At the same time, all the true energy in the body was converted into the power of Nirvana!

This speed is already shocking! Swish! Chen Zhixing put his fingers together like a sword and gently slashed across his chest.

In an instant, flesh and blood burst open, blood splattered, revealing white bones.

But it was only for a moment.

This hideous wound instantly recovered as before, without any abnormality.

The next moment.

Chen Zhixing clenched his five fingers gently.

Boom——!!! The void was instantly shattered and annihilated thousands of times! One by one, the chains of the avenues were all broken! "Nirvana. My strength is more than a hundred times stronger."

Chen Zhixing put down his hand and a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The gap between Shingo and Nirvana is so huge! It's like being reborn, transforming from an ordinary person into an immortal!

Putting aside the ability to be immortal and reborn by a drop of blood, let’s not talk about the great means of creating a small world.

Let’s say Chen Zhixing at this moment meets the old man in the dirty black robe in that small world.

I'm afraid that just a light finger would be enough to kill it!

"Nirvana consists of nine stages"

"I seem to have already reached the third stage of Nirvana."

Chen Zhixing looked inside the Divine Sea and saw above the Divine Sea, next to the Great Dao Furnace.

There is an ancient turntable that looks like a corona.

And on the mottled turntable, there are three clearly visible traces.

The next moment.

Chen Zhixing's eyes were uncertain as he looked outside the third peak.

After breaking through the Nirvana Realm, not only did his strength become stronger, but his nine great ways also seemed to have undergone a baptism, becoming countless times stronger! Boom.

The overwhelming divine consciousness suddenly spread out, covering the entire Ziwei Mountain.

Every blade of grass and every tree in Ziwei Mountain, every cultivator who was practicing, even the blood vessels and muscle tissue under the skin, the Dantian and the sea of ​​consciousness, the realm of cultivation, etc., all fell into Chen Zhixing's eyes.

"oh?"

In an instant, Chen Zhixing's eyes lit up slightly.

During this year, it seemed that not only his cultivation progressed rapidly, but the entire Ziwei Chen family also made rapid progress with the accumulation of massive resources.

Now, in the entire Ziwei Chen family, the number of cultivators in the Zhenwu realm in both the light and dark branches has exceeded sixty years in total!

If this number were to be spread out, it would instantly cause a huge uproar in the Eastern Xuan Region! You could say that.

The Zhenwu realm, which is ranked over sixty, is basically the best in the entire Dongxuan Region, apart from the three immortal sects!

Chen Zhixing remembered it correctly.

Six years ago, there were only a pitiful dozen or so cultivators at the Zhenwu realm in the entire Ziwei Chen family.

In just six years.

The Chen family's True Self Realm has increased sixfold !

There are already seven or eight people who have reached the ninth level of the True Self and are just one step away from the Nirvana realm.

Once seven or eight people enter the state of Nirvana.

The Ziwei Chen family will truly become the strongest force among the three immortal sects, a behemoth!

"good."

Chen Zhixing nodded with slight satisfaction.

He didn't feel sorry for those rare treasures, but he was afraid that they would be wasted without any effect.

Fortunately, the Ziwei Chen family did not let him down.

"Dugu Ni is still in seclusion, and grandpa seems to have not come out yet."

"Next, I should..."

A hint of coldness appeared in Chen Zhixing's eyes.

This time I have broken through to the Nirvana realm.

Then it’s time to settle some accounts!

"The Sikong family. Li Changsheng. And the two fish that escaped at the beginning"

BANG!!

Chen Zhixing took a step and disappeared into the secret room silently without disturbing anyone.

Behind the crape myrtle mountain.

The Chen family’s forbidden area where seven coffins stand.

"Zhi'er has broken through to the Nirvana realm!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

An old man with messy white hair, a naked and sturdy upper body, and strange runes painted all over his body, suddenly opened his eyes.

Next to him, the Chen family's most powerful ancestor also nodded.

"Sixteen years old, in the Nirvana stage, that's too young."

There was some amazement, some envy, some sadness and sigh in his tone.

then.

He reached out his hand and patted Chen Daoyan gently, smiling slightly and said:

"Daoyan, you have to hurry up, otherwise in a year or two, your grandson will probably surpass you."

"One or two years" Chen Daoyan couldn't help but laugh when he heard it.

In another two years, Chen Zhixing would be eighteen years old and come of age.

And he has been practicing for more than 800 years.

Eighteen years of practice equaled his eight hundred years of hard work.

Inexplicably, Chen Daoyan was speechless when he thought of this.

“Zhixing, this kid, just made a breakthrough, and he’s running away. Is he going to cause trouble for the Sikong family?” The Chen family’s top ancestor seemed to have thought of something and raised his eyebrows.

"Don't worry, Zhi'er has always been sensible in his actions. The Sikong family still has some immortal soldiers, and there are also top masters guarding the Sikong family. We will not rush into the Sikong family's lair."

"But those people from the Sikong family who are outside."

Chen Daoyan smiled slightly: "Their nightmare is coming."

Xuzhou.

The Medicine King Valley, which was once a powerful place in this state, has long been dilapidated and overgrown with weeds.

Only the broken walls covered with cobwebs and the incomplete palaces and towers remain, seemingly silently telling of the former glory.

Not far from the Medicine King Valley.

An old farmer with dark skin, wearing a straw hat, is working in the fields.

Under the scorching midday sun, the old farmer's forehead was covered with sweat.

At the far end of the field, there was a simple thatched hut.

A yellow-faced girl fetched cold spring water from afar and put it in the straw hut, waiting for her grandfather to finish his work so that she could have a sip of the sweet and cold spring water.

This old man and the young girl came here a year ago. The surrounding villagers don’t know their names. They only know that the old man calls himself Lao Pu, and the skinny, yellow-faced girl is called Sisi.

The old man is quite kind-hearted and has good skills in folk herbal medicine. Whenever any villager in the village suffers from any illness or pain, the old man will help cure the disease.

Therefore, this old man and young boy are also quite loved by the villagers here.

even.

There was a powerful official in the city who wanted to invite the old man to stay in his mansion as a guest doctor, offering him a monthly reward of ten taels of silver, but the old man declined with a smile.

For a moment, the villagers were all a little puzzled.

This old man doesn't seek fame or wealth. Why doesn't he go to the city to develop his skills? Why does he keep that shabby place every day? "Grandpa, I went to the city to buy some yeast flour today. I'll make dandan noodles for you later."

The yellow-faced girl shouted when she saw the old man coming back from the field.

"OK."

The old man smiled and nodded, and was about to continue speaking.

Suddenly.

Out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed a slender figure in a snow-white shirt standing in the distance on the ridge of the field, and was stunned for a moment.

(End of this chapter)