Immemorial Sword Venerable

Just walking ten thousand miles, the mind and will have risen a step. For Fang Chen, the gain is really great.

As we all know, after practicing to a certain level, the mind and will is the nightmare that plagues many top powerhouses. It is too difficult to improve.

Even the spiritual world does not have a complete practice secret method to enhance the mind and will.

Therefore.

The more top-notch is, the more he pays attention to the tempering of the mind and will.

Since leaving the Chaos Realm, Fang Chen has been wondering whether his mental will is not strong enough. He deliberately slowed down his cultivation speed to match the tempering of his mental will.

Unexpectedly, under the accidental collision, he actually came to such a precious place.

"Who created this place?"

Looking at the three thousand realms of the Great Dao, the spiritual power itself is very small, and it is definitely not an ordinary person to be able to create such a powerful space for tempering the spiritual will.

Is it an eternal existence above the supreme?

"Keep going."

After adjusting his mentality briefly, Fang Chen chose to move on.

After all, where can I find such a good spiritual training place?

Just like that, fifteen thousand miles, twenty thousand miles, thirty thousand miles...

Time passed bit by bit.

In a blink of an eye, three hundred years passed.

For martial arts practitioners at the supreme level, three hundred years is no more than a flick of a finger. After all, the power of this level, a deep sleep, can take hundreds of millions of years.

However, for such a short-lived warrior like Fang Chen, it is not too short.

call!

Three hundred years later, Fang Chen stopped at 80,000 miles. At this time, his mental will was already extremely strong. According to his speculation, his current mental will can at least match the top and supreme.

When he reached 80,000 miles, the surrounding environment had already begun to affect his mind, and he might be lost in confusion at any time.

He was hesitating whether to move forward.

"I don't know what this great power thought when he created this path?"

Fang Chen is guessing whether he is simply honing the mind and will of the latecomers, or is he having other unknown ideas?

But for now, he didn't feel any malice, he was simply honing his mind and will, and he benefited a lot.

"what?"

Suddenly, he whispered, feeling wrong, and then sat cross-legged and began to check his body.

During this inspection, it was surprisingly found that there were subtle gray lines in his mind.

"this is?"

He carefully sensed it and discovered that this gray line seemed to be caused by the power on this road invading his body.

"The gray lines contain the power to hone the mind and will. Although it can be used by me, I have found that it is repelling me."

This discovery made Fang Chen a little nervous.

"Is this a side effect of this road?"

He also knows that there is no free lunch in the world, and this path can hone the mind and will of the martial artist, so there must be drawbacks.

It's just that at the moment, he still doesn't know how strong this drawback is.

Hum!

He used his ultimate force to trap the gray lines and refine them.

It took about a month, and the gray lines were completely refined.

At the same time, Fang Chen also explored some of the laws of the gray lines. This path has a great effect on the tempering of the mind and will, but the more you move forward, the harder it is to resist the invasion of the gray lines.

Once there are too many gray lines, it will cause irreversible damage to oneself, and the path of cultivation will be broken by then.

"call."

Fang Chen took a deep breath, feeling a trace of fear.

However, it disappeared in just an instant.

"I don't know what's at the end of this road?"

Fang Chen was very curious. He had already walked eighty thousand miles and couldn't see the end. I really don't know what kind of spiritual will can reach the end.

"In my current state, I can continue to move forward, but it will be very slow."

After thinking for a while, Fang Chen knew that there was danger, but he was unwilling to give up such a good opportunity to practice. He decided to move on, but he also set a goal for himself.

As long as there are nine gray lines in your mind, you must stop moving forward, and move forward after all refining.

In this way, he once again embarked on the road of tempering the mind and will.

And at the moment.

At the end of this road, one can clearly see that three different roads finally meet together, and at the intersection, there is a statue.

Suddenly, the statue opened his eyes and saw Fang Chen on the third road.

"This son has a pretty good mentality."

The statue said, "I just don't know if he can resist the temptation of the other two roads."

Immediately, the statue's heart moved, and Fang Chen on the third road was horrified to discover that the space around him had changed, and the pressure of his mind and will disappeared instantly.

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Fang Chen was stunned, but soon he calmed down and discovered that he unexpectedly appeared on the first road.

"Oh my god, this..."

The vast power spewed out, and a brain rushed into Fang Chen's body, and his cultivation level was actually rising steadily.

"This road..."

Fang Chen was stunned and couldn't help taking steps forward. He was shocked to find that the more he moved forward, the more energy he got and the higher his cultivation level.

After a long time, he finally knew that this first path was simply the holy place of cultivation that the martial artist dreamed of. As long as he practiced here, he would surely be able to set foot on the top.

"wrong."

He stopped and looked behind him. Only after walking a few meters, he had such a great harvest. How could there be such a good thing.

Moreover, he was clearly on the third road before, so why did he suddenly appear on the first road.

He was full of doubts.

Although he wanted to continue his practice, his reason told him that the more so, the more dangerous he was. The third way sharpened the soul and the will, and there was a backlash of gray lines.

This first path, such a sacred place for cultivation, will definitely have a big backlash.

Otherwise, I don't know how many powerful people will be created.

Thinking of this, he stopped decisively and returned to the original place.

At the end of the road, the statue nodded in satisfaction. Few people can be so calm in the sacred place of cultivating billions of times, and most of them are lost.

This first road, I don't know how many Tianjiao was buried.

As long as you get lost in it and keep pursuing the speed of practice, your mind will gradually collapse, and eventually you will completely perish.

He vaguely remembered that fifteen thousand three hundred and eighty-one people had come to the first path. Only fifteen people had curbed their greed. The other fifteen, three hundred people died here.

"interesting."

Later, the statue moved Fang Chen to the second road.

After arriving on the second road, Fang Chen heard violent fighting sounds, and the endless battle scenes caught his eye.