Chapter 107: Refining the weapon into the body

Chen Feng really doesn't like this feeling, this kind of situation is out of his control. But Chen Feng has no choice, because the other party's cultivation is much higher than his own. Chen Feng has a feeling that even if he exerts the full power of the Haoran Zhen Gang Sword, he will not be the opponent of the other party in nine out of ten cases. Another point is that the tower is sleeping, and Chen Feng cannot exert the power of the Changsheng Tower.

However, one thing that makes Chen Feng feel at ease is that the other party seems to have no ill will towards him, and even gave him a bottle of elixir, although Chen Feng doesn't know what level of elixir it is.

"Senior, since you want to take me as your apprentice, you should tell me your name, right?" Chen Feng rolled his eyes and asked.

"Yes, kid, I don't know your name yet?" The fat old man suddenly slapped his forehead and said.

"My name is Chen Feng." Chen Feng said calmly.

"Oh, so your name is Chen Feng. In this case, I will call you Feng'er from now on." The fat old man said with a smile.

"But what is your name, senior?" Chen Feng rolled his eyes and asked again.

"What senior, you should call me master." The fat old man still said with a smile.

"Okay, Master, if I am bullied in the future, I should always tell you my name, right?" Chen Feng said again. Now Chen Feng has made up his mind to ask the other party's name.

"Who dares to bully my disciple? Besides, if you are bullied, you should get back at me. It is not a skill to scare people with your master. For your future practice, you should not know my name for the time being. Remember, I am doing this for your own good." The fat old man looked like he was teaching his disciple.

"But Master, can you let go of your hand? There is no master in the world who always holds his apprentice." Chen Feng looked at his arm and said again.

"Okay, but it's too dangerous here. You must stay by my side." The fat old man said and let go of his hand.

Chen Feng only felt his arm lighten, and then his whole body relaxed. Then Chen Feng didn't think much, and he moved and ran away.

However, Chen Feng felt his whole body tightened just after he ran two steps, as if he was bound by ropes, making him unable to move and unable to move forward, and then he slowly returned to the fat old man.

Chen Feng then saw a stream of light emanating from the fat old man, tightly entangled him, and he struggled with all his strength for a few times, but there was no reaction at all.

"Fight."

Chen Feng gritted his teeth, and the Haoran Zhen Gang Sword flew out from his forehead, slashing straight at the fat old man. The heavy sword aura and the majestic thoughts mixed into a ball. Chen Feng felt that this was the most powerful time he had exerted since he got the Haoran Zhen Gang Sword.

"This is a treasure, I don't believe I can't beat you back." Chen Feng was ruthless in his heart.

But the next situation immediately shocked Chen Feng, or it could be said that it overturned Chen Feng's cognition.

Facing a long sword attack of the treasure level, the fat old man smiled, just stretched out a finger, lightly tapped, and there was a crackling sound. The indestructible sword energy suddenly disappeared without a trace. Then Chen Feng felt his hand lighten, and the Haoran Zhengang Sword was already in the fat old man's hand.

"You." Chen Feng was shocked and wanted to turn around and run away, but he was reluctant to give up his long sword. More importantly, he couldn't run away.

"Why, my good disciple, do you still want to try your master's skills? You should be satisfied now." The fat old man laughed while playing with the Haoran Zhengang Sword.

"Hehehehe, satisfied, satisfied, the master is really amazing, I wonder when you will teach me a few tricks?" Chen Feng laughed dryly and then said.

"Of course I will teach you some unique skills." The fat old man looked at Chen Feng and smiled. At this time, the Haoran Zhengang Sword in the fat old man's hand had become three inches in size, emitting flowing light, and kept turning in the fat old man's palm.

"Then give me my magic weapon back first." Chen Feng also rubbed his hands and smiled.

"You have only opened up the first layer of the sea of ​​consciousness, but you can put the weapon into your body, but you haven't reached the realm of refining weapons into the body. Tsk tsk, my dear disciple, it seems that you have some secrets." The fat man stared at Chen Feng's eyebrows.

"No, it's bad. This old man won't see the existence of the Longevity Tower at my eyebrows?" Chen Feng was a little panicked.

Speaking of which, Chen Feng doesn't care about everything on his body, even the Haoran Zhengang Sword, but the Longevity Tower is different. Although this magic weapon of unknown origin is unknown, it has been with him all the time, and it is also related to his life experience, so the Longevity Tower cannot be lost, let alone have problems.

"Strange, strange." The fat old man stared at Chen Feng for a long time and shook his head repeatedly, with a confused expression on his face.

"This kid's sea of ​​consciousness is obviously normal, but how did this long sword go in?" At this time, the fat old man was also a little confused.

"Hey, Master, what are you thinking about?" Chen Feng looked at the old man's face changing constantly, and it seemed that he didn't see the Longevity Tower between his eyebrows, so he slowly put his mind at ease.

"Nothing, although you can take this treasure into your body, it is not a means of refining into the body, and your realm is not enough, you can't play the full power of this treasure at all. Well, since I accept you as my disciple, I have to give you some benefits, and let you see the means of my master. I have now refined this treasure again, you can feel it now." The fat old man said, stretching out his finger and flicking, and the three-inch small sword in his hand turned into a stream of light and drilled into Chen Feng's eyebrows.

As soon as the Haoran Zhengang Sword penetrated into the center of his eyebrows, a strange feeling flooded into Chen Feng's mind. In the past, Chen Feng could also put the Haoran Zhengang Sword into his eyebrows, but that was just a blind trick, because usually After the Haoran Zhengang Sword penetrated between the eyebrows, it directly entered the Eternal Life Tower. It can be said that the greatest role of the Eternal Life Tower for Chen Feng now is the large storage space. In Chen Feng's eyes, it is a super storage magic weapon.

But it's different now. The Haoran Zhengang Sword has been refined by the fat old man. As soon as it enters Chen Feng's heart, it is connected with Chen Feng's flesh and blood and merges with Chen Feng's mind. Chen Feng only feels that the Haoran Zhengang Sword seems to have become a part of himself. Every time he Breathing, Haoran Zhengang Sword vibrated, and then slowly made a roaring sound.

As soon as Chen Feng's mind moved, the Haoran Zhengang Sword began to circulate throughout the body, constantly shuttling through the blood, true energy, veins, and sea of ​​consciousness in his body, and a feeling of blood connection arose spontaneously.

After the Haoran Zhengang Sword circulated in the body hundreds of times, it finally penetrated into the Tianyuan Acupoint between the eyebrows, just like a swimming fish entering the sea, constantly shuttling and circling in the Tianyuan Acupoint.

Chen Feng's heart moved, and the Haoran Zhengang Sword immediately stopped and floated in the Tianyuan Point.

"Si, this is the state of refining weapons into the body." Chen Feng was shocked and surprised at the same time.

Originally, it would take a long time for Chen Feng to truly cultivate to the point of refining the weapon into his body. After all, he had to cultivate to the third level of the secret realm before he could truly unite the man and the sword. But now Chen Feng just does it directly. At this point, what's more important is that the weapon Chen Feng fused and refined is a treasure. It stands to reason that even if Chen Feng defies heaven and wants to completely fuse a treasure, he must cultivate to the ninth level of the secret realm, the sea of ​​consciousness. Only at the point of Dzogchen is it possible.

All of this was caused by the fat old man in front of him waving his hands. Now Chen Feng was shocked and began to believe what the old man said before, saying that he could cultivate to the realm of heaven and humanity in a short time.

Uh-huh!

Chen Feng's mind moved, and the Haoran Zhengang Sword appeared in his palm. The three-inch long sword body was constantly flowing, emitting a trace of sword light, giving people a psychedelic feeling.

Chen Feng's mind kept changing, and the Haoran Zhengang Sword kept changing in size, and finally turned into its original appearance, which was three feet long.

After playing with it for a while, the Haoran Zhengang Sword turned into a stream of light and sank into Chen Feng's body, and finally got into the Tianyuan Acupoint. After calming down, it was like a sword suppressing the Tianyuan Acupoint. The chaotic airflow slowly calmed down.

"This is a method of calming acupoints recorded in the Scripture of Immortality. Now you can finally practice it." Chen Feng thought to himself.

According to the records in the Sutra of Immortality, after cultivating to the point of refining the weapon into the body, you can refine the magic weapon directly into the acupoints. This will produce many changes. The magic weapon and the acupoints are closely connected and nourish each other, making the The acupoints are more stable and violent, and they can exert more powerful force when fighting against the enemy. Moreover, as the cultivation level increases, various mysteries will appear in the acupoints, which greatly improves the cultivation level.

"Now is the true beginning of one yuan. With the suppression of the treasure, my realm will be more stable. Next, it is time to attack the second sea of ​​consciousness." Chen Feng thought to himself.

"How are you, good disciple?" The fat old man looked at Chen Feng and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Master." Chen Feng bowed respectfully. This "Master" was what Chen Feng said sincerely.

It can be said that the fat old man's action just now directly saved Chen Feng several years of hard work, and the treasure weapon suppressed the Tianyuan point, making Chen Feng's foundation more solid and unbreakable.

Moreover, Chen Feng knew that it would be extremely difficult for ordinary casual cultivators to cultivate to the point where they could refine weapons into their bodies without practicing magic formulas.

"Hahaha, this is just a small trick as a teacher." Seeing Chen Feng salute, the fat old man couldn't help laughing proudly.

"Luckily you opened up the Tianyuan point, otherwise I wouldn't be able to help you. Boy, the techniques you practice are very weird, and the quality of the Qi you cultivate is also very high. You should be a disciple of some immortal sect, right?" The fat old man asked next.

"Forehead!"

After hearing this, Chen Feng rolled his eyes. He didn't even understand the other party's identity, so he directly accepted him as his disciple and helped him improve his strength. The old man's behavior was really speechless.

"Haha, I am a casual cultivator. I am here to watch the excitement." Chen Feng calmed down and said.

"It turns out that if there is no sect, that would be the best. But if you want to practice in the future, it is better to find an immortal sect. This way you have a backer and you will be more confident when you go out to kill people in the future. In this way, I will recommend an immortal sect to you later. Sect." The fat old man said with a smile.

Boom! Boom!

As the two of them were talking, the mountain peak in front of them rose rapidly. It rose tens of meters with just one breath. Powerful airflows continued to hit the surrounding areas. The ground was tens of meters away and the swamps hundreds of meters deep were violently shaking. Throwing around, some of the monks who were close retreated.