He really couldn't understand why he had to open the leaves so anxiously instead of condense the heavenly soul first.

"What a pity."

Although he felt it was a pity, he did not disturb him in the past. After all, the practitioner who had just opened his leaves needed a quiet atmosphere to stabilize the state.

Chen Fu returned, continued to regulate his breathing, suppressed his injuries, and absorbed the vitality of heaven and earth.

Then he sighed slowly: "I am a clay Buddha crossing the river, and I cannot protect myself. I still have the leisure to ask about other people's affairs. Maybe I will fall asleep early tomorrow morning. Alas."

...

The next morning.

The voice of Taoist boy came from outside the hall.

"Senior Lu, Saint Chen invites you to discuss the truth."

Luzhou opened his eyes.

He glanced at the Golden Dharma Body.

But the golden Dharma body has long disappeared.

Brushing by, buzzing—

The golden Dharma body appeared in front of him, and he looked at the lotus seat as soon as possible. There was indeed a leaf on the lotus seat.

"The twelfth leaf, is it done?"

It was so smooth that it was unimaginable.

When he was comprehending the Book of Heaven, he maintained his ability to perceive, but he did not realize that the golden Dharma body had completed its leaf opening.

No matter what, Luzhou was very satisfied with the opening of the Twelve Leaves.

Luzhou put away the golden Dharma body and could just exchange his experience of releasing his fate with Chen Fu.

Although Chen Fu is not as good as himself, he is far better than him in terms of experience and experience.

There must be my teacher when three people walk together. Even if Chen Fu's method may not be suitable for him, knowing more things is not a bad thing.

"I understand." Lu Zhou responded lightly.

A phantom flashed and appeared outside the hall.

He saw the Taoist boy standing respectfully.

The Taoist boy saw Luzhou and said, "Congratulations to Senior Lu for being promoted to Twelve Leaves."

"You know too?" Luzhou said.

"If you open the twelve leaves, you will be the light of a saint. I guess everyone knows what happened last night." said the Taoist boy.

Is it such an exaggeration?

Luzhou originally wanted to be low-key, but it was a bit exaggerated to have the powerful saint light when the twelve leaves were born.

The Taoist boy said again: "Sage Chen is waiting for you on the side of the disc."

"Lead the way." Lu Zhou walked over with his hands behind his back.

Soon, the two of them arrived at a high platform near the disc.

There is a stone table and four stone benches there, with a great view.

In the disc, the disciples of Qiushuishan and the disciples of Motian Pavilion discussed and practiced each other and exchanged ideas. The scene seemed harmonious.

Seeing Luzhou coming, Chen Fu said, "Congratulations."

Lu Zhou sat directly opposite him and said, "It's just the twelve leaves, not worth mentioning."

Chen Fu said: "This is not an ordinary twelve leaf. After being promoted to a strong destiny, one leaf can be opened for every twelve destiny, and each cultivator can be opened for twelve leaves. One leaf is equivalent to the cultivation level of six destiny. However, after the thirty-six destiny is opened, one is to be promoted to the supreme. Therefore, there are twelve leaves in a total of twelve leaves in the Thousand Realms."

Luzhou nodded.

This inference is known from Yu Shangrong's way of cutting lotus.

However, after Luzhou opened the Twelve Leaves, he had not had time to feel the changes in his cultivation level and did not know how strong he had become.

From the beginning of condensing the soul of heaven, I always feel that everything is justified and natural, and my feelings and experience have become lighter and calmer than before.

He didn't know why, but his senses were indeed like this anyway.

Chen Fu continued: "But... why didn't Brother Lu condense the heavenly soul first? If you open the twelve leaves first and then condense the heavenly soul later, it will be as difficult as climbing to the sky, and it is almost impossible to condense the heavenly soul again."

"It's okay..." Luzhou was about to confess.

Since Chen Fu saw the light of the twelve saints, he endured it all night, so he naturally couldn't help it. Even though he was a saint, he couldn't help but say: "No, no, no... I'm feeling a pity for you."

"What a pity?" Lu Zhou was puzzled.

"The magical use of the Heavenly Soul Pearl requires no need to say. It can switch between fate and heavenly soul. The Heavenly Soul Pearl is much stronger than fate. Giving up this link is equivalent to cutting off one's own arm. In the future, even if you become a great saint, or even a Taoist saint, you will fall into the inferior." Chen Fu showed regret, "You are too anxious."

Luzhou said in confusion: "You misunderstood."

"Misunderstand?"

"I have condensed the soul of heaven." Lu Zhou said lightly.

Chen Fu said, "Brother Lu, you are joking...huh?"

Buzz —

Luzhou is too lazy to pussy with him, and he doesn't like to waste time on such trivial matters.

He directly sacrificed the rosette.

When Chen Fu saw the ring in Luzhou's rosette, his words stopped and his brows frowned.

At this time, Luzhou suspended it through his mind and stripped it out, and a shiny Heavenly Soul Bead was suspended in front of him.

"This is not a fake Heavenly Soul Pearl."

Luzhou activates the Heavenly Soul Pearl.

The Heavenly Soul Pearl shines brightly, like a sun, illuminating the disk space in a radius of ten miles.

The disciples of the Demon Heaven Pavilion and the Qiushui Mountain all looked up and looked at the dazzling light on the platform.

Luzhou pushed his palm.

The Heavenly Soul Bead flies into the air, which is better than the sun.

The Heavenly Soul Bead hovered over the disc for a week, flew back again, and fell into the lotus seat. In just a blink of an eye, the Heavenly Soul Bead returned to its original appearance.

“…”

Chen Fu was stunned.

The disciples on both sides who saw this scene were also stunned.

Ming Shiyin, who was sleeping in the woods, couldn't help but look up and mutter: "Even if it's burned all this time, I won't care."

One learns from one’s mistakes and one’s wisdom. There is no one else in the valley of fragrance.

What does he do?

at the same time.

Chen Fu was surprised for a long time before speaking:

“Incredible.”

"What's incredible?" Lu Zhou asked.

"I said that under normal circumstances, the Tianhun Bead can be condensed from three to five months or as long as three to five years. You... have only been there overnight, and this... is unreasonable." Chen Fu shook his head constantly.

"To be precise, it should be about an hour." Lu Zhou said.

“…”

Chen Fu couldn't understand: "Why is this?"

"Maybe, I am a very reasonable part." Lu Zhou responded lightly.

That's all he can explain.

Chen Fu said, "Brother Lu, have you been preparing to condense the Heavenly Soul long ago?"

"If the heavenly soul had been condensed, how could the saint's light change?"

Buzz!

A halo appeared again behind Luzhou.

The halo was ten times stronger than when Chen Fu saw it last time.

Everyone's eyes were once again attracted by Luzhou, including Ming Shiyin, who squinted his eyes and looked at the sky from time to time.

The powerful brilliance is hard to ignore.

He glanced at the direction of the strong light, fortunately there were dense leaves to resist... Despite this, he still felt the power of the light.

Ming Shi frowned.
Chapter completed!