Chapter 1351 Studying Immortal Patterns

Zhang Xuan's spirit stared at the fairy patterns intently.

The Dharmakaya body, made up of pieces of fairy treasures and materials, is majestic and solemn, exuding an awe-inspiring aura.

Not long after, Zhang Xuan realized that his soul was becoming increasingly ethereal.

"Not good, my spiritual awareness is about to be exhausted!"

He quickly called his spiritual consciousness back to his body.

At this moment, his face was as pale as paper. Even his spiritual awareness at the Nascent Soul level had been consumed by as much as 90%.

"I didn't expect that tracking the immortal patterns on the Dharma body would consume so much spiritual power." Zhang Xuan sighed.

This fairy pattern is indeed not so easy to obtain.

However, recalling the millions of densely packed immortal patterns on the body of the Dharmakaya, Zhang Xuan was still shocked.

He couldn't help but wonder what kind of supreme existence this Dharmakaya body was.

Or is it itself the most top-level immortal weapon?

Or was it that after the death of some supreme being, his Dharma body turned into those densely packed immortal materials and artifacts?

"Ugh……"

Another sigh escaped his mouth.

Originally, I thought that after advancing to the realm of refining emptiness and becoming the master of a small world, I would have already stood at the top of the world of cultivation.

But after seeing the Dharmakaya with his own eyes, he realized that his cultivation was just a drop in the ocean.

"How many immortal treasures and materials would be needed to form such a magnificent Dharma body, not to mention the countless immortal patterns lingering on it."

Henry Zhang meditated to recover.

With the inner space, a month later, his consciousness finally recovered completely.

He once again drove the little soul figure into the Rakshasa Immortal Cauldron.

The huge Dharma body appeared before his eyes again.

With the lesson learned last time, Zhang Xuan no longer tried blindly, but locked his eyes on the hair of the Dharma body.

The three thousand black hairs of the Dharmakaya body are all attached with several fairy patterns, and the flow speed of these fairy patterns is relatively slow.

Unlike the immortal patterns on other parts of the Dharma body, which are constantly flowing and intertwining inside and outside, as soon as you catch a trace of them, they disappear inside the Dharma body in the next second.

Only the fairy patterns on the black hair are relatively fixed.

He concentrated his mind, selected one of the black hairs, and concentrated on pondering the trajectory of the immortal pattern on it.

The immortal pattern was profound and extensive. Even if Zhang Xuan tried his best, when his spiritual sense was exhausted again, he could only glimpse a little bit of the immortal pattern on the black hair.

The spirit was forced to return to his body, and Henry Zhang continued to meditate to recover.

Another month passed, and his spiritual power was completely restored.

He couldn't wait to let his soul leave his body and enter the Rakshasa Immortal Cauldron again, staring closely at the green silk immortal pattern he had chosen last time.

This time, he finally saw some clues from the fairy patterns.

The fairy pattern was moving at an extremely fast speed, constantly lengthening and changing shape.

Under the continuous observation of the soul man, Zhang Xuan suddenly discovered that this fairy pattern was actually composed of an entire palace!

His consciousness seemed to be in a vast space, with pavilions and towering palaces standing in front of him, as if they were real.

Or maybe the palace itself is real.

Spiritual springs gushed out in the palace, cranes flew freely in the sky, and colorful clouds floated slowly.

On the high platform in the center of the palace, several monks with mysterious auras and unfathomable realms were drinking and chatting happily, discussing the Dao.

Zhang Xuan's spirit was about to go deeper and listen to their conversation, but his consciousness began to fade away again.

With no other choice, he could only return to his original form again.

But this time, Henry Zhang was full of excitement.

He finally saw through a little bit of the fairy pattern, and deeply felt its vastness and extraordinaryness.

It is really unbelievable that a fairy pattern on the most ordinary black hair actually contains a palace.

If it weren't for the Rakshasa Immortal Cauldron and the Soldier Tree Treasure Map that allowed him to copy fifty immortal patterns, he would probably never have discovered the secret of the immortal patterns.

But he still doesn't know whether this palace is sealed within the fairy pattern or the palace itself has turned into the fairy pattern.

But now it is certain that this palace is by no means an illusion, but a real existence, just that for some reason it appears in the form of fairy patterns.

In just twenty days, Zhang Xuan's spiritual power was fully restored.

With repeated attempts, his control over his spiritual consciousness became more and more proficient, and the time it took for his spiritual consciousness to recover became faster and faster.

The little soul appeared in the Rakshasa Immortal Cauldron again, looking at the immortal pattern on the black hair.

In the mysterious palace, several people were discussing Taoism on the balcony.

An old man with a long beard sat in the middle, his aura was as deep as the sea, and his voice was old and steady:

"Before the beginning, in the void, the heaven and earth were the roots, the sun and the moon were the lights, there was no master in the void, it existed and disappeared, the two instruments replaced it to divide the yin and yang, it should meet when the opportunity arises, it is impossible to find out the details, I am old and the sky, the seven treasures of the mysterious platform, the jade characters of the heavenly book, the immortal patterns form chapters..."

Henry Zhang listened to the old man's voice of the Tao, and every word seemed to contain endless mysteries.

He seemed to follow the sound and catch a trace of immortal patterns and the energy of heaven, but it was vague and difficult to truly grasp.

This feeling is so mysterious that it can only be understood but not described.

Soon, the little soul became transparent again, and he had to return to his body again.

In the next few months, Zhang Xuan's soul kept shuttling back and forth in the Rakshasa Immortal Cauldron, listening to the old man's voice of the Tao, and trying to comprehend the mystery of it.

Finally, at some point a year later, he accidentally had an epiphany.

The mysterious palace miraculously entered his sea of ​​consciousness and merged with it, and a fairy pattern suddenly appeared.

Henry Zhang was overjoyed: "I didn't expect that the immortal pattern would be passed down in this way!"

Before this, the little soul had entered the Rakshasa Immortal Cauldron dozens of times to observe this immortal pattern. Although he benefited a lot, he was still unable to fully comprehend it.

Who could have thought that there would be such a moment, like a wake-up call, when he seemed to comprehend the energy that could only be understood but not described.

This palace actively merged into the divine sea and turned into a fairy pattern.

In order to copy this immortal pattern, Zhang Xuan paid a huge price.

Over a period of nearly two years, in order to recover his spiritual consciousness as quickly as possible, he consumed countless five-element spiritual objects in his inner space, almost emptying his family's assets.

You know, the five elements spiritual objects are extremely precious and can replenish the cultivator's blood, spiritual essence and soul.

For high-level cultivators, recovering the soul is the most difficult.

In order to copy this immortal pattern, he consumed more than 100,000 kilograms of five-element spiritual objects.

If this continues, Zhang Xuan really doesn't know if he can hold on.

After obtaining the mysterious fairy pattern, Zhang Xuan devoted himself to the cause of refining equipment without hesitation.

Although the goal was a weapon of the pseudo-Tongtian Lingbao level, he knew in his heart that it would be best if he could directly refine a real Tongtian Lingbao.

Unfortunately, there is a huge gap between the fake Tongtian Lingbao and the real Tongtian Lingbao, which is so big that it is daunting.

Take Yu Chenzi for example. In his thousand-year career of refining weapons, he has gone through countless attempts. Even though he has long been able to refine a pseudo-Tiantian Lingbao, he has always found it difficult to cross that chasm.