Chapter 462: Wherever you are, you are the dojo, the place where you step.

Chapter 462: Wherever you are, you are the dojo, the place where you step.

The fourth is the dojo, the place where you step is the blessed land of cave heaven.

The "Soul Devouring Soul Sutra" is quietly operating.

Like an invisible big hand, it is deeply exploring the deep and majestic bloodline memories of each Beast King and Beast Emperor.

Those memory fragments are as vast and complex as the sea of ​​stars, each carrying unique survival wisdom and combat experience.

With the continuous operation and excavation of the scriptures, these memories began to appear one by one, like ancient scrolls being slowly unfolded.

Lin Pingan's consciousness carefully screens and refines these precious memories.

The "Soul-Swallowing Soul-Devouring Scripture" he was running also showed amazing discernment.

The essence of useful knowledge, like a sharpened sword, cuts through the chaos and is drawn out.

And those useless dross are gently brushed away like gravel, leaving no trace.

The essence of flesh and blood is the powerful source of power that the Beast King has tempered over countless years.

Under the guidance of the scriptures, it gradually peels off and turns into balls of dazzling brilliance.

Spiritual power, these are the crystallization of will condensed after life and death battles.

It is also like a rushing river that converges into the scriptures.

Bloodline memory is the most precious wealth.

Whether it's hunting skills, racial inheritance, or even unique secret techniques.

At this moment, they were all separated from the deep blood imprint.

It's like a bright star being plucked into the endless night sky, showing an extremely dazzling light.

In the end, it merged into Lin Pingan's mind and became part of the foundation for reaching a higher realm.

Roaring and mourning sounds erupted from the depths of the hearts of many animals.

As for why it was from the bottom of my heart, it was natural color because no sound came out when I opened my mouth.

As the creator of the small world inside his body, Lin Pingan can change the rules with just a thought.

The possibility of disturbing Him was naturally nipped in the bud.

Among all races, the existence of the Beast King and the Beast King is undoubtedly the legend of the overlord level.

It is so powerful that every time it flaps its wings and roars, it is enough to shake the mountains and rivers and make the stars and the moon pale.

Its power is like that of the chaotic beast when the world first opened, unrivaled and unparalleled in the world.

However, at this moment, these beast kings once shocked all races and made countless creatures worship them.

But like a meteor piercing the sky, it fell in silence.

And he did not fall on the vast battlefield of all races, but in the small world hidden deep inside Lin Ping'an's body.

One after another, these once glorious overlords fell silently.

It was as if the invisible hand of fate had taken off the bright halos one by one.

The terrifying body of thousands of meters once carried countless honors and dreams.

Now, it is quietly sinking into that deep little world, letting the years wear away and its power dissipate.

As those beast kings fell one by one, a brand new scene began to appear here.

The original boundary spread quietly like the mist in the morning light.

The once tight boundary between heaven and earth seemed to be gently pushed open by invisible hands, extending towards the endless unknown land, giving it a broader and far-reaching dimension.

The vegetation grows luxuriantly in this new world, and it is full of greenery.

Every leaf seems to carry the rhythm of life.

It shines with crystal luster in the sun and dances with the wind, like a symphony praising life.

Deep in the forest, ancient trees rise from the ground, their branches and leaves intertwined into a dragnet, providing a paradise for habitat and reproduction.

The power of the law has also undergone subtle changes at this moment, from the rough and chaotic before to becoming meticulous, tight and orderly.

The power originating from the origin of heaven and earth shuttles between all things like silk threads.

A grand and sophisticated law network is constructed to make the entire small world run more harmoniously and smoothly.

The breath of life becomes more and more intense during such changes, and every inch of land and every body of water is surging with vitality.

Of course, compared with the previous gains from devouring the secret realm, it is still far behind.

Although in terms of grade, the two may be similar, and it can even be said that the Devouring Beast King and Beast King are of a higher level.

But in terms of effects, the benefits obtained from individuals are far less than the overall secret realm.

After a while, Lin Ping'an was once again immersed in practicing the newly created god-level technique "The Scripture of All Dharmas Returning to One".

Compared with others, it is more important to practice the Three Thousand Principles to the limit of 99%.

For now, devouring individual beast kings, beast kings, even beast gods, and even secret realms will not make much progress in terms of overall strength.

If we can break through to a new realm, then there will be real qualitative changes.

A breath of time passed, as Lin Ping'an immersed most of his mind in cultivation.

The power of profound and mysterious laws instantly filled the entire space inside and outside the villa like a tide.

Every inch of air seems to contain indescribable energy and order.

Intangible and qualityless, yet omnipresent.

It is like the most mysterious rhythm between heaven and earth, flowing in every corner, every brick and every flower in the villa.

at the same time.

A vast area within a million miles.

Whether it is a bustling city or a deserted countryside.

Whether it’s mountains, rivers, or seas.

All places within this range can feel the beating frequency of the law hidden in the depths of all things, which is gradually increasing and becoming obvious and easy to understand.

This change is subtle but firm, like a variation in a grand movement, and seems to indicate that some extraordinary event is about to come.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands were playing the strings of the universe.

And the power of mysterious laws pervades the inside and outside of the villa, and millions of miles away.

This is the most exciting chord in this magnificent melody.

As the saying goes, if the mountain is not high, there will be immortality. If the water is not deep, there will be dragon.

Now, that's it.

A strong person like Lin Ping'an, even if he doesn't interfere with anything, just practicing normally can be enough to change the surrounding environment.

It's like the legendary saint was born and the purple energy traveled three thousand miles from the east.

Wherever you are, you are the dojo, and where you step is the blessed land of cave heaven.

In fact, if Lin Ping'an hadn't been running "Tianji Jue" all the time, most of its power would have been covered up.

At this moment, the entire Daxia Human Realm's powerful people will be immersed in the mystery of analyzing the laws, and they will be so intoxicated that they will not wake up for a long time.

Even people below the ninth level will constantly feel flashes of inspiration, become obsessed with cultivation, and forget other tedious things in life.

Just like in mythology, where the Buddha is, there is the Buddha's country.

at the same time.

In the core area of ​​the battlefield of all races, a certain race of alien beasts has thrived for generations, deep in a secret realm.

A heavy and mysterious atmosphere filled the air like thick ink.

In this vast and primitive secret realm, a majestic and rough building stands proudly.