I practice the Tao by blind practice

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, more than ten days have passed.

The seemingly illusory flowers of the Great Dao that had been blooming on Chen Hai's body finally disappeared in his body.

Falling into an epiphany, he kept his eyes tightly closed all the time, and those eyes finally opened slowly.

For a cultivator at the level of Daluo Jinxian, it is not unusual at all for tens of hundreds of years to pass after one enlightenment.

In just over ten days, Chen Hai was able to wake up from the state of enlightenment, which is not too much time.

Although the state of epiphany is very mysterious, his epiphany did not last long after all.

Today's Chen Hai is still in the early stage of Daluo Jinxian, but his realm has been completely stabilized.

In addition, his body seems to have undergone some kind of metamorphosis, giving people a strange feeling that his whole body seems to have been reborn.

"Little friend has a good comprehension, and this time, he should gain a lot of money!"

The Patriarch Panhuang, who had been sitting cross-legged on the high platform at the head of the hall, opened his eyes immediately, with a smile on his lips, and nodded to Chen Hai.

Afterwards, he turned his eyes slightly and scanned the people in the hall: "It has been delayed for some time, next, the sermon officially begins."

"What I'm talking about this time is the way of poison."

"Among the three thousand avenues, although the avenue of poison ranks at the bottom, in terms of power, it is far from being able to compare with those at the top."

"But it's still the same sentence, what suits you is the best."

"Poison exists between heaven and earth. It can touch wind and rain, suffer from cold and heat, and breathe out poisonous diseases. Often, the dead will be born."

"According to the rumors, at the beginning of the chaos, many demon gods came into being. There are some who are good at using poison. They can blow out poison in one breath, and can destroy a world with poison."

"The Dao of Poison was born in the conflict between demons and gods, and it has existed for hundreds of millions of years."

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The voice of Patriarch Panhuang has a unique rhythm, every word he writes, there are ceiling flowers fluttering and falling from the void, and there are bright and colorful brilliance, scattered all over the hall.

There is no sound in the big sound, but the avenue is invisible.

Like the real voice of the avenue, his sermons are so intoxicating, so intoxicating.

Chen Hai, who just woke up from the epiphany, listened to it, and his whole body was fascinated by it.

What did the ancestor Panhuang say? After he was absorbed in it, he couldn't hear clearly.

He only felt that every word of Patriarch Panhuang fell into his ears, and it would make him suddenly enlightened. Countless thoughts, countless comprehensions, exploded from his mind without interruption.

This feeling is mysterious and mysterious, wonderful and wonderful, it is simply difficult to describe it in words.

When Patriarch Panhuang first started preaching, Chen Hai could still remember clearly what he said. After that, Chen Hai had heard every word he said, but he couldn't repeat it at all. .

It was as if, what came out of the mouth of Panhuang Patriarch was not words at all, but the carrier of Dao.

The futon under him was not known to be made of natural materials and earthly treasures.

Wisps and strands of pure and chaotic air slowly poured into Chen Hai's body.

He didn't even realize that his strength, which had just been stabilized in the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian, began to grow rapidly at an unimaginable speed.

Of course, he was not the only one among the people in the hall who listened to Patriarch Panhuang's preaching.

Except for Gu Cangsheng, who had mutated bodies and had a few more arms, and still looked at the Panhuang Patriarch in front of him with a frenzied expression, the rest of the people all looked fascinated and fell into a deep depression. In the level of enlightenment.

Li Xuanfeng, Aoki and the others occupy the futon, and the futon under them also possesses the miraculous.

The pure chaotic energy contained in it poured into their bodies, and their strength also improved to a certain extent.

It's just that they couldn't compare with Chen Hai in terms of strength improvement.

After all, Chen Hai is only at the early stage of Daluo Jinxian, while people like Li Xuanfeng and Aoki have already stepped into the quasi-sage realm.

The Primal Chaos Qi, which can make a Da Luo Jinxian raise a small realm in the early stage, is integrated into their body by them, which naturally has very limited improvement in their strength.

Time flies, a hundred years seems to be just a snap of your fingers.

It's not just Chen Hai, anyone in the Panhuang Palace has no sense of the rapid passage of time at all.

Of course, even if they knew about it, they probably wouldn't have cared about it in the slightest.

After all, for practitioners of their level, time is the least valuable thing.

Indulging in that state of enlightenment is a great opportunity that cannot be sought. Compared with such an opportunity, what is it that only lasted for a hundred years?
When Chen Hai got out of that state and suddenly came to his senses, the preaching of Patriarch Panhuang had completely ended.

Not only him, but other people who listened to the sermon in the Panhuang Hall also had a dreamlike trance.

"Golden Immortal of the Great Luo's late-stage realm? Did he break through two small realms in a row?"

"Listening to the sermon this time, in my feeling, seems to be just a dream."

"The improvement in strength is so huge, how long has it been?"

The first time he became conscious, Chen Hai sensed his current physical state.

When he confirmed that he had stepped into the late stage of Da Luo Jinxian, he was stunned at first, and then ecstatic.

With his practice speed, even if he practiced normally, it would take hundreds of years from the early stage of Da Luo Jinxian to the late stage.

But now, just at the moment of dreaming, he can improve his strength so much, even for him, it is also a big surprise.

"So, has a hundred years passed?"

After a little calculation, and knowing the exact time of his hearing this time, Chen Hai sighed softly.

His eyes glanced at the other people in the hall.

Except for those guys with mutated bodies, who really fell into enlightenment, everyone who just woke up, their strength has improved to some extent.

However, the number of quasi-sages in the entire hall is still the same as before, without any increase.

Among the people in the hall, there are not many people who have really improved above the small realm.

Just like Chen Hai, who has fully promoted two small realms, there is no one else except him.

Of course, it's perfectly normal for this to happen.

After all, the quasi-sage needs to rely on the innate spiritual treasure, and can only improve his realm after successfully beheading a corpse.

As for the Daluo Jinxians in the main hall, except for Chen Hai, no one else occupied the futon.

Without the assistance of the Primal Chaos Qi in the futon, even if they have a sense of the Dao, their strength improvement is naturally impossible to compare with Chen Hai.