"Please teach me!" Hearing the words of the ancestor Tianhong, Hu Zongnan bowed to the ground excitedly.

This is the great monk who can tell his own crux of the problem at a glance.

If I could have given this sentence to a powerful person decades ago, I might have condensed my second phase long ago.

Tianhong flipped his fingers.

Add three million.

Zhao Yang snorted lightly and nodded.

Tianhong smiled and said, "Three ways."

I thought I was unable to make a comeback, but in the eyes of the great man, there were three ways.

Hu Zongnan bowed and raised his ears.

"The first method is to disperse the first phase, and it can be completed after thirty years of re-cultivation."

Disperse the Dharma image?

Hu Zongnan frowned, and the Dharma image dispersed, and his combat power would be lost half.

"The next solution." Zhao Yang spoke directly.

He came to Hu Zongnan because he had strong combat power in the Nascent Soul realm. If he dissipated his Dharma image, he would not be much stronger than those masters in the Golden Elixir realm holding powerful magic weapons.

He doesn't need such a person.

"The second method is to practice a technique that leads to the great road and forcibly condense the second Dharma image."

What is the technique to go directly to the avenue?

Hu Zongnan subconsciously thought of Zhao Yang, but thought about it, this kind of martial art that directly leads to the great road is not so easy to spread.

"As for the third method," Old Ancestor Tianhong looked at Zhao Yang, stretched out a finger and shook it, and then said, "Why would you like to ask Mr. Sun to take action?"

Ten million, so cruel!

Zhao Yang looked at the white-bearded old man who looked at the eyes, nose and heart. These two old guys are now colluding...

"Then please Mr. Sun." Zhao Yang spoke lightly.

Things that money can do are nothing.

"It's good." Tianhong laughed and turned to look at the white-bearded old man.

The old man opened his eyes, and a light of inspiration fell on Hu Zongnan's head.

"come out."

The sound was faint, but to Hu Zongnan, it sounded like thunder in the sky.

He snorted coldly, bleeding from his seven orifices. Above his head, a five-inch-high Yuanying sat cross-legged. Behind him, a wooden Dharma image with a sad expression appeared on his face.

The three-meter-high Dharma image is worn by a hundred yolk, and the corners of your eyes are drooping.

"No wonder, sadness." The ancestor Tianhong nodded and said, "The seven emotions and six desires are all appearances, and the seventy-two Dharma appearances are the most sad and painful, and the anger is the most successful. If you have no fighting spirit, how can you fight with the sky and the earth?"

Hearing the words of the ancestor Tianhong, Hu Zongnan felt desperate, and tears came from his eyes.

Countless sad scenes flashed in his heart, including masters, elders, close disciples, peers, and himself who were hitting walls everywhere in Zhongzhou, that kind of helpless sadness.

The conscience enters his mind and makes his whole body tremble, and the Dharma image behind him will enter his body.

"The Dharma image, the mind and mind are condensed. Since it is a thought, there will be demons." The voice of the ancestor Tianhong sounded, mixed with a hint of solemnity.

"The Dharma image is not only the most powerful combat power in the Nascent Soul realm, but also the greatest disaster in the Nascent Soul realm. This Dharma image always wants to occupy the body and turn into a demon." Pointing at the hideous Debang Dharma image on his face, Tianhong spoke.

Zhao Yang nodded, the value of the spirit stone flower this time.

Only those who have experienced this can see through these secrets. Even thousands of spirit stones cannot be exchanged for this secret.

"Hmph." The old man with white beard snorted, and the Dharma image behind Hu Zongnan was fixed, and then a faint red aura rose in his body.

Hu Zongnan's heart, which was originally extremely sad, suddenly felt a hint of joy.

Where does joy come from?

I am still alive.

If you are alive, you will have a chance.

So many people die, but they are still alive. They live for them.

I have encountered many walls in Zhongzhou and have no time to improve my practice, but my soul is sophisticated. Isn’t this my own gain?

Since then, I have been reborn after all my hardships.

A sense of joy that came from the bottom of his heart surged into his heart, and a smiling face in a big red robe quickly condensed behind him.

This Dharma image was still faint and illusory at the beginning, and in a moment it became a three-meter-long Dharma image.

The two Dharmas correspond to each other, which made Hu Zongnan feel the improvement of his own strength.

"Haha, the two aspects of sorrow and joy, the Dharma aspects of the world, are superimposed, and the two opposite aspects are the most powerful, one is sad and one is happy, and it is no match for the three aspects."

Tianhong's voice gradually faded away. Hu Zongnan, who had been lost for a while, looked up and there was only a thatched cottage and a small pavilion in front of him, and there was no figure in it, as if everything before was a dream.

But the sadness and joy behind him and the storage bag in his arms cannot be faked.

Tianxia Pavilion.
Chapter completed!