Just walking for tenthousand miles, the will of the soul has been raised to a higher level, which is too much for Fang Chen.

As we all know, after reaching a certain level of cultivation, the spiritual will is the nightmare that puzzles many top powers. It is too difficult to improve.

Even in the spiritual world, there is no complete cultivation secret method to enhance the will of the mind.

Therefore.

The more top-notch and strong, the more attention is paid to the training of the mind and will.

Since he left the chaotic world, Fang Chen has been thinking that his spiritual will is not strong enough. He deliberately slows down his cultivation in order to cooperate with the training of his spiritual will.

Unexpectedly, I came to such a precious place by accident.

"Who on earth created this place?"

Looking at the threethousand realms of the road, there are few spiritual powers. It is definitely not common people who can create such a powerful space to hone their spiritual will.

Is it the eternal existence above the supreme?

"Keep moving."

After a short adjustment, Fang Chen chose to move on.

After all, where can I find such a good place for soul training.

That's it, 15000, 20000, 30000

Time went by little.

In a twinkling of an eye, threehundred years have passed.

For the martial arts practitioners of the supreme realm level, threehundred years is just a flick of the finger. After all, the power of this level can sleep for hundreds of millions of years.

However, it is not short for Fang Chen, a martial artist who has been practicing for a very short time.

Whoo!

Three hundred years later, Fang Chen stopped at 80000 Li. At this time, his spiritual will was already extremely strong. According to his speculation, his spiritual will now can at least be comparable to the top.

At 80000 Li, the surrounding environment has begun to affect his mind, and he may fall into confusion at any time.

He was hesitating whether to move on.

"I wonder what this great energy thought when he created this road?"

Fang Chen is guessing whether it is simply to temper the mind and will of the latecomers, or whether there are other unknown ideas?

But for now, he doesn't feel any malice. He just hones his mind and will, and benefits a lot.

"Eh?"

All of a sudden, he let out a faint sigh. He didn't feel right. He immediately sat cross legged and began to check his body.

This inspection, impressively found that there were subtle gray lines in my mind.

"Is this?"

He felt carefully and found that the gray lines seemed to be caused by the forces on the road invading his body.

"The gray lines contain the power to hone the will of the mind. Although they can be used by me, I find that they are repelling me."

This discovery made Fang Chen nervous.

"Is this the side effect of this road?"

He also knows that there is no free lunch in the world. If this road can temper the mind and will of martial artists, it must also have drawbacks.

But at present, he does not know how strong this drawback is.

Buzz!

He forced the ultimate force to trap the gray lines, and then refined them.

It took about a month, and the gray lines were completely refined.

At the same time, Fang Chen also found out some rules of the gray lines. This road plays a great role in tempering the will of the soul, but the more forward, the more difficult it is to resist the invasion of the gray lines.

Once there are too many gray lines, it will cause irreversible damage to itself. At that time, the path of cultivation will be broken.

"Hoo."

Fang Chen took a deep breath and felt a trace of fear.

However, it just disappeared in a moment.

"Don't know what's at the end of the road?"

Fang Chen was very curious. He had already walked 80000 Li and could not see the end. He really didn't know what kind of spiritual will would lead to the end.

"In my current state, I can still move forward, but it will be very slow."

After thinking for a while, Fang Chenming knew that there was a danger, but he was not willing to give up such a good opportunity to practice. He decided to move on, but set a goal for himself.

As long as there are nine gray lines in your mind, you must stop moving forward and move forward after all refining.

In this way, he once again embarked on the road of spiritual will training.

And now.

At the end of this road, it can be clearly seen that three different roads finally converge, and at the intersection, there is a statue.

Suddenly, the statue opened her eyes and saw Fang Chen on the third road.

"This son has a good attitude."

The statue said, "I just don't know if he can resist the temptation of the other two roads."

Immediately, the statue was moved. Fang Chen, on the third road, was shocked to find that the space around him had changed, and the pressure of the mind and will disappeared in an instant.

"Huh? What's going on?"

Fang Chen was shocked, but soon he calmed down and found that he unexpectedly appeared on the first road.

"God, this..."

The vast power rushed into Fang Chen's body, and his accomplishments were actually rising.

"This road..."

Fang Chen was shocked and couldn't help but step forward. He was shocked to find that the more he moved forward, the more energy he received and the higher his accomplishments.

After a long time, he finally knew that this first road was simply the holy land of cultivation in the minds of martial artists. As long as he practiced here, he would surely be able to step on Jueming.

"No."

He stopped and looked behind him. It was only a few meters before he walked out. There was such a big harvest. How could there be such a good thing.

Moreover, why did he suddenly appear on the first road when he was clearly on the third road before.

His heart was full of doubts.

Although he wanted to continue his practice, his reason told him that the more this was, the more dangerous it was. The third road sharpened his mind and will, with the backfire of gray lines.

This first road, such a holy land of cultivation, will definitely backfire greatly.

Otherwise, I don't know how many powerful people will be created.

Thinking of this, he stopped decisively and returned to the original place.

At the end of the road, the statue nodded with satisfaction. Few people could be so calm in the hundreds of millions of times of holy places of practice, and most of them would be lost.

This first road, I do not know how many Tianjiao buried.

As long as you get lost in it and keep pursuing the speed of cultivation, your mind will gradually collapse and eventually go to extinction.

He vaguely remembered that 15381 people had come to the first road. Only 15 people had stopped their greed. All the other 15300 people died here.

"Interesting."

Later, the statue moved Fang Chen to the second road.

After coming to the second road, Fang Chen heard the fierce fighting sound, and what caught his eyes was the endless fighting scenes.

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