Weird eyes said: "Since you worship me as your teacher, you should also know my name. My name is Huangquan Taoist, and most people call me Huang Lao."

‘‘Yeah!’’ Chen Lang couldn’t wait to say: ‘‘Teacher, you haven’t said what you want to teach me yet.’’

The strange eyes turned upwards, and a helpless expression was obviously revealed, "'What's the hurry, am I going to say it?"

Chen Lang scratched his head, his face turned red, and he felt a little embarrassed.

‘'This magic trick is one of my most proud collections. It just fits your current situation. This magic trick is called the Soul Transformation Technique. It was passed down from an ancient casual cultivator. No one knows the name and origin of this casual cultivator. This casual cultivator is also considered an alternative in ancient times. The range of cultivation is diverse and he has learned a lot.’’ Speaking of this, Huang Lao's tone was excited, as if he respected this casual cultivator very much.

Huang Lao continued: ‘The legend has it that once he fought with his enemy, and his body and Nascent Soul were destroyed. However, he used the secret method to save his soul and practiced for three thousand years. He actually created the method of using the soul body to cultivate the golden elixir. With his own accumulation, he made great progress in Taoism. He slaughtered all the super sects and affiliated sects where his enemy was located in just one night. Just as no one knew his origin, no one knew where he was. Many old monsters who had never been born were very interested in his cultivation methods. They wanted to round him up, but they all died strangely and died in a tragic way. Later, people gave him a title, "Plain", haha, it was appropriate.’’

Chen Lang was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that this technique had such a origin, and he couldn't help but look forward to it even more.

But for some reason, Chen Lang felt a little bitter and helpless in Huang Lao's words, as if he had concealed something and said nothing. However, at this time, he was excited and did not think about it carefully.

‘'It is best to practice this technique in the place where Yin Yao is, but to form a golden elixir, you only need to use your own natal soul power.’

Suddenly, countless golden SE light spots flew out from the monster's eyes, gathered into a golden SE light ball in the void, and countless concave and convex golden SE runes flowed on it.

Huang Lao said calmly: ‘‘Put your hand into the ball of light!’’

Chen Lang gently put his palm on the golden light ball. Suddenly, the runes on the golden ball seemed to have life and penetrated into his mind. In an instant, Chen Lang saw clearly that the ball was composed of countless runes, big or small, and in a short while, an obscure scripture appeared in his mind.

‘‘There will be a glimmer of vitality under the law of heaven.’’ Chen Lang read it briefly and couldn’t help but feel this feeling in his heart.

He could imagine how perseverance and determination the predecessors who founded this technique needed to not retreat but advance in such adversity and achieve the great way, they were really a person with great wisdom, perseverance and courage.

For a moment, Chen Lang couldn't help but feel infinite yearning in his heart.

In the following moments, Chen Lang devoted himself to the practice of this technique. Mr. Huang would occasionally guide him at key points, but more often he would let Chen Lang realize it himself.

Fortunately, Chen Lang himself has a very high talent and has the experience of practicing the "Song of Righteousness", so he has made the country very fast, which also makes Boss Huang feel relieved.

On this day, Chen Lang crossed his legs in the void as if he was going.

His chin was covered with a layer of fine stubble, his angular face exuded the aura of a mature man, his disguised black hair covered his right eye, his soul power flowed, and his black robe was blowing without wind.

Suddenly, his closed eyes opened, and a trace of jingle flashed through his dark pupils. He let out a long breath of turbid air, which was like a sharp sword, piercing through the void.

He stood up suddenly, and let out a roar towards the sky, like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests, a dragon roaring in the nine heavens, and the sound waves soared into the sky, spreading one wave after another in the air, with an extremely terrifying momentum.

The "Soul Transformation Art" ran 108 cycles in an instant, and finally returned to the dantian, condensing countless silver-white spots of light, circulating around the inner elixir, like the stars in the sky, like a small galaxy.

At this time, a sudden change occurred, and the silver-white light spot bombarded the inner elixir.

Suddenly, the dantian turned into chaos, and two strange and unknown thin lines in the inner elixir, one red and one white, turned into two kinds of airflows, intertwined and mixed, and turned into a kind of black and yellow liquid.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, Chen Lang seemed to have become a huge magnetic field. The gray-white spiritual light twisted and folded towards him strangely, forming a wrinkle like water waves in the void. The gray light was constantly compressed, almost doubled, but it was more condensed.

The sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be surging the waves of anger at this time, but the place where the strange eyes were located was strangely calm.

Chen Lang was in the eyes of the storm, his eyes wide open. Although the overwhelming pressure kept pressing against his body, every muscle on his body suddenly rose up, like an ancient god guarding the ocean, and was extremely majestic.

Although Chen Lang didn't know what was going on, his eyes were as calm as an ancient well. His firm face was slightly raised, and the corners of his mouth bent, gathering his strength in his fists, swinging fists in all directions, venting his strength.

Strong fist winds blew over, and huge fist shadows left countless trajectories in the air. For a moment, the pressure was greatly reduced.

Old Huang looked at Chen Lang who was wielding his fist madly, as if he was looking at a little monster. For a long time, he murmured: "Is it a combination of soul power... and spiritual consciousness? In the sea of ​​consciousness, there is no evil spirit, but there is an endless sea of ​​unexplored spiritual consciousness. Is this a change? This kid...''

At this time, the "Soul Transformation Art" scripture in my mind suddenly flew around strangely, but when you look closely, you can find that there is a certain rule in it, as if an invisible hand is fiddling with it.

Finally, the runes flying stopped, but the same runes had different contents.

Chen Lang suppressed the shock in his heart and divided his mind to watch this brand new scripture. After seeing this, all his mind almost fell into slump.

‘‘I was originally an unknown reckless man in the mountains and fields, wandering all his life, but his destiny was not protected by heaven, and lost his son in old age, and his family was destroyed. So I saw through the world, escaped into the Taoist sect, seeking the supreme truth of the heavenly way, practicing for more than ten thousand years, and achieving the Mahayana. However, the heavenly way was impermanent, and I unexpectedly wanted to destroy the body and the Nascent Soul, and entered the nameless divine realm, and I finally saw the evolution of the universe. The Taoist sect "Chaos Soul" was passed down to future generations. This Taoist sect is divided into one yuan, two qualities, three purities, four images, five elements, six paths, creation, chaos, and the universe realm. It evolves into the soul and soul. The Taoist ri, and the soul will form the universe. I hope that those who are destined to obtain it will be able to carry it forward.’’

When he saw the first one-yuan realm practice method, Chen Lang's soul power flowed involuntarily.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, four golden lightnings suddenly appeared like dragons, and powerful pressure came from it, as if it could destroy the world.

Chen Lang looked at the golden lightning above his head fearlessly, shouted loudly, and suddenly, a lightning bolt attacked Chen Lang like a dragon entering the sea.

Chen Lang did not resist this attack. Mr. Huang once said that if he could directly resist the power of Lei Tian, ​​it would be of great benefit to the nourishment of the body.

Lightning hit him directly, and he caught the attack, and a burnt smell came from his body.

Although it was painful, the benefits he received were also huge, and his soul was more condensed. In the last moment, he suddenly absorbed the golden lightning like a little snake in the lightning.

He let out a comfortable moan, a little golden light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the remaining three lightning bolts, his eyes were hot.

‘‘Come!’’ Chen Lang let out a wild roar.

The second lightning fell, and he spread his arms and his soul power was circulating without fear, and took the attack again.

It seemed to be angry by Chen Lang's arrogance. The third and fourth ways were hit one after another. Chen Lang clenched his fists tightly. This time he decided to resist, otherwise it might not be worth the loss. The veins on his arm burst out and he swung the lightning above his head.

The fist wind is like a fierce tiger or a crazy dragon. The powerful fist compresses the air, and a small black crack is cracked in the void.

''boom!''

''boom!''

The lightning was dissipated by the blow, and two small snake-like lightning Jinghua fled out in panic and fled in a panic direction away from Chen Lang.

But how could Chen Lang let them go? He opened his mouth like a long whale sucking water. Two thunder and lightning stagnated in the air, and then flew backwards and was sucked into Chen Lang's mouth.

In the middle of the dantian, four rays of lightning were poured into the nameless liquid of the black and yellow se. The liquid turned into a grinding disc shape and slowly ran. After a closer look, countless tiny gold se lightnings attached to the grinding disc, making a "sizzling" sound.

The change in the sea of ​​consciousness stopped after Chen Lang advanced to the Yiyuan Realm. The surroundings were calm, as if nothing had happened. It was just that the sea of ​​consciousness was more than doubled and made people understand that what happened just now happened.

Chen Lang stood in the void and felt the power that came from himself different from the past. If the power of the past could only lift a huge rock of more than 2,000 kilograms, then the power of the present was enough to make him raise a mountain of thousands of feet high. With every move, a stream of power that ruined the world rolled in like water.

''This is……''

Chen Lang looked at the Xuanhuang Se millstone in his dantian, and a puzzle flashed through his heart. Is this the "Chaos Soul Transformation Art"?

So now I have reached the Golden Pill stage?

He looked at his sea of ​​consciousness and a familiar feeling came, feeling that this was his world and could control everything here, including his in and out of course.

Of course, Chen Lang would have such a strong feeling that this is a world. The big reason is that the "Chaos Soul Transformation Art" is to interpret the changes in the universe within the soul.

Although it is only in the One Yuan realm now, the high quality of the martial arts has already given him a vague prototype of the "world".

Boss Huang looked at Chen Lang meaningfully, but did not ask anything. He pondered for a while and said, "'What happened just now, don't tell me why. You can't let people know that you have this kind of martial arts in the future, otherwise there will be a big disaster."'

Chen Lang felt a little nervous. Is there any secret to this technique that cannot be told?
Chapter completed!