With the Three Purities Secret Art as a backing, every time Yang Chen released the monster vine phantom, he would face a big attack of negative emotions. The taste was really not good, irritability, sadness, despair, hatred, pain, and so on. The taste was different every time. Every time it made Yang Chen feel like dying.
And every time, Yang Chen persisted. Although there were several times when he almost jumped up on impulse, Yang Chen eventually persisted.
Unlike the first time when he was rescued by the Three Purities Secret Art in time, the main reason why Yang Chen persisted these days was his strong will, and it had nothing to do with the Three Purities Secret Art. Every time Yang Chen carried the negative emotions himself, tried to figure it out, and tried to control himself from doing stupid things.
Every time Yang Chen experienced a heart demon, the monster vine phantom was a little weaker. After experiencing dozens of such situations, the original size of ten feet had been reduced by at least half.
At this rate, it would only take a few dozen more times, or even less, for the Demonic Vine Phantom to completely disappear. Obviously, without replenishment, the monster vine phantom would not be able to toss for a long time. And if Yang Chen was willing, he could even consume all the monster vine phantom at one time.
Obviously, Yang Chen did not want to do that. It was not easy to feel the power of some heart demons. He could still try to overcome it. How could he let go of such an opportunity?
As a result, Yang Chen's eyes began to turn to the big devil bead in the separate Qiankun bag. The Demonic Baleful Bead was surrounded by a thick black Qi. Moreover, it was a condensed Demonic Qi. It could definitely supplement the Demonic Vine Phantasm.
Yang Chen was not afraid of destroying the devil bead. Anyway, Yang Chen did not intend to take it. He directly explored the devil bead with his spiritual awareness and began to crazily absorb the black gas.
As Yang Chen expected, it was a highly concentrated devil qi that had been condensed again. It quickly supplemented the consumption of the monster vine phantom, so that the monster vine phantom was restored to the original size of ten feet.
However, before supplementing the devil qi, Yang Chen did not forget to let the Taitianmen Young Sect Master Li Liheng also taste this taste. Li Liheng's spiritual awareness imprint was firmly hit by one of the vines of the monster vine phantom.
Li Liheng, who was far away in another continent, seemed to have suddenly entered a nightmare. The whole person became hysterical, crazy and restless, and even directly stabbed the people around him with a sword.
If it weren't for the fact that there was an elder not far from Li Liheng, Li Liheng would definitely be able to slaughter the people around him. Even though the elder acted in time, a servant still died. Even Yang Lan, whom he doted on the most, was personally stabbed by his sword. It was just that the injury was light.
Li Liheng's extraordinary performance was simply a situation of being possessed by the devil in the process of cultivation. Sect Master Li and other core elders who received the news gathered around Li Liheng and discussed how to solve this problem anxiously.
Everyone was a master. Li Liheng's heart demon was obviously because in the past few decades, he had been concentrating on cultivation under the attention of the Taitianmen's core senior management. He had not experienced any experience at all and his will was not strong. Perhaps, it was time to let Li Liheng go out and gain experience.
When the young sect master came out of the mountain, he would always be in a hurry. Moreover, Li Liheng was now the treasure of the Taitianmen, how could there be any mistakes. Therefore, how to arrange Li Liheng's experience without any problems became a difficult problem for the Taitianmen's top management.
Yang Chen didn't care what trouble this would bring to Li Liheng and the Taitianmen. He just didn't forget to find some fun for the Taitianmen. After giving Li Liheng a bit, Yang Chen began to continue his own honing plan.
Almost several times a day of honing, Yang Chen experienced a total of more than half a year. Once the demon vine phantom's magic power was insufficient, Yang Chen would actively absorb the magic power from the devilish bead to strengthen the demon vine phantom. The whole process was very familiar, and Yang Chen didn't even need to spend too much time thinking about it.
The tempering of the mind was no less difficult than the polishing of the body and the accumulation of combat experience. In more than half a year, Yang Chen seemed to have experienced countless soul baptisms, and his spirit seemed to have been reborn. The troubles accumulated in this life also seemed to have gradually disappeared without a trace in this half a year of honing.
The demon vine phantom was already very weak. Yang Chen habitually absorbed the magic power directly from the devilish bead in the Qiankun bag, but this time when he explored it with his spiritual awareness, he absorbed nothing.
In surprise, Yang Chen took out the devilish bead and was suddenly surprised. The devilish bead, which was originally surrounded by black qi, now turned golden, and there was no feeling of black qi lingering around it.
Unknowingly, Yang Chen had already absorbed the demonic qi on such a large demonic bead, even the small one was not let go, and it was also cleaned up by the way. At the same time, the tiny Demonic Pearl also shone with a golden light, as if it was a small pill.
The golden devilish bead, even exuded a fragrance that people could not help but be immersed in it. It was different from the previous soul attraction that tempted people to swallow it, it was purely a feeling of taste.
What was this situation? Could it be that the devilish bead was supposed to be handled like this? Yang Chen had never seen the devilish bead that had been handled before, and he could not judge the situation of the thing in his hand.
Since the magic power had been absorbed, and counting the days, it was almost time to reunite with his four wives, Yang Chen simply shrunk into a small group of demon vine phantom and sealed it again with his spiritual awareness. He was ready to get up and rush to the gathering point, just in time to understand the devilish bead on the way. He believed that in that gathering point, there would be many people who would know what the devilish bead was.
Doing what he said was Yang Chen's style, and soon Yang Chen appeared in the gathering point. There was still less than a month before the day of reunion, Yang Chen was too lazy to go out again, so he directly found a room to settle down in this gathering point that was like a Taoist market.
"Shopkeeper, help me see what grade this devilish bead is." Finding a shop that specialized in the devilish bead business, Yang Chen took out the golden devilish bead that was the size of a little finger tip and put it on a jade plate on the table. The round devilish bead immediately began to roll on the plate.
"So small?" The shopkeeper, who was disturbed by Yang Chen, was very dissatisfied and came forward from the back. He muttered impatiently from afar, but then his eyes widened, his face was full of an incredible expression, and he swooped down on the counter.
"Pure golden devilish bead, how is it possible?" After carefully observing it again to confirm that it was not fake, the shopkeeper shouted directly.
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