Chapter 383: Condensing the Heart of Canglan, Comprehending the Canglan Divine Scripture

Inside the Canglan pillar of light.

Lin Chen's chest heaved violently, his heart wrapped by Canglan energy.

Those torrential Canglan energies actually condensed into blue crystals in the heart chamber, every piece of crystal covered with obscure patterns.

Since coming into contact with the Canglan Finger, Lin Chen was no stranger to Canglan energy, but the Canglan energy pouring into his body at this moment was very different from the Canglan energy he had come into contact with in the past.

The purity of this kind of Canglan energy was several times that of the Canglan energy he had come into contact with before.

And the influx of this purity of Canglan energy also caused his heart to bear a huge load. Every ice-blue crystal of Canglan energy attached to the surroundings of the heart like a living thing, growing sharp thorns, piercing his heart and also piercing his divine soul.

Lin Chen's face was pale. This kind of dual attack on the physical body and divine soul was something he had never encountered before.

If it were out of consideration for his own safety, he should choose to give up at this time.

But he did not retreat.

He caused such a big movement, and the elders did not stop him, which meant that this was an opportunity for him. Otherwise, with his potential, the elders would have long let him give up.

The elders must know the risks involved.

The risk is huge, but they didn't call a stop, which means there is only one possibility: risk and harvest coexist.

The greater the risk, the greater the harvest.

Lin Chen took a deep breath, his eyes gradually becoming sharp. Since he stepped onto the path of martial arts, he didn't know how many times he had made this kind of choice where risk and harvest coexist.

Refining the true blood of the flood dragon, the path of the Nine-Turn Organ Refining...

Which breakthrough was not a rebirth through fire in pain?

Indeed, this time coming to the Yan Yan Yan Huang Chao, even if the island he was on was just a remote and martial arts-desolate place relative to the Yan Yan Yan Huang Chao, his own starting point was not low.

Upon entering the sect, elders were fighting to take him as a disciple, and the personally transmitted disciple assessment achieved a high score, shocking the entire sect.

Compared to the beginning of being the son of a fisherman in Poyang County, his beginning in the Yan Yan Yan Huang Chao could be said to be much better.

Before, he had no choice but to fight.

Now, logically speaking, he didn't need to fight so hard and could completely walk a stable martial arts cultivation path planned by the sect's teachers.

But Lin Chen knew more clearly that martial arts are like sailing against the current; if you don't advance, you retreat.

If this fighting spirit is gone, his cultivation in martial arts will inevitably be affected in the future.

In the Canglan Sect, he is considered a genius disciple, but there are more than twenty sects like the Canglan Sect in the Yan Yan Yan Huang Chao, and above the super sects, there are even more powerful existences.

The Yan Yan Yan Huang Chao, the two words "Yan Yan Huang Chao" already explain everything.

If you cannot stand at the top of martial arts, you will ultimately be unable to control your own destiny.

From stepping into martial arts until now, being able to reach this step today, Lin Chen did not deny the help of the panel to himself, but in his heart, he knew more clearly that being able to reach today is inseparable from his fighting and diligence.

If there was no fighting and diligence, his panel would only have 【Life Pattern】, and the subsequent 【Titles】 including 【Achievements】 would not appear. And relying only on the life pattern, he would probably be a low-ranked martial artist now.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

Lin Chen gasped heavily, struggling with this pain that went straight to the divine soul, and his heart, under the heavy hammer of Canglan energy, also began to become exquisite and transparent.

Only through a thousand hammerings can one see the true self.

In the main hall, the only old man paying attention to this side whispered.

To condense the Heart of Canglan, one must endure the pain of Canglan energy hammering the heart.

Back then, he was the one who couldn't persist in this step and failed to see the final Canglan Divine Scripture.

Unfortunately, every disciple only has one chance in a lifetime.

This matter is the biggest regret of his life.

The crystals turned into by Canglan energy fiercely hit Lin Chen's heart, and his divine soul also began to show signs of collapse and disintegration.

"Is it going to fail?"

The withered old man felt Lin Chen's change, and there was disappointment in his eyes.

Being able to persist is one thing, but whether one can bear it is another.

If one cannot bear it but insists on persisting, the final result may be the shattering of the divine soul.

For a martial artist, especially one who is about to enter the Innate Realm, once the divine soul shatters and appears with irreparable scars, even if one can search for heavenly treasures to repair the divine soul relying on the Canglan Sect's foundation, the progress of martial arts cultivation will have a period of stagnation.

The withered old man's right hand lifted slightly. As a disciple with full potential, he naturally could not let Lin Chen's divine soul shatter. Once something went wrong, he would immediately take action to bring Lin Chen out of the Canglan pillar of light.

At this moment, Lin Chen's entire consciousness was also a bit trance-like.

All the memories since he stepped onto martial arts began to emerge at this moment.

"In order to learn martial arts, I broke with my grandfather. When my classmates were still in their dreams, I went out of the Wu Tang, scraped fish scales and sold fish at the fish shop, only to earn that one cent."

"In early spring, the fish water was bone-chillingly cold, and the hand holding the knife turned white due to the cold... The bitterness of this has never been told to outsiders."

"The ridicule suffered for sponging off the free beef soup in the Wu Tang, how can it be smoothed over by a sentence of 'How can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan'?"

"Until June, passing the assessment, breaking with my grandfather for the sake of learning martial arts... The affection between grandfather and grandson was gone."

"Later, I got the pity of the instructor and was able to continue learning martial arts in the Wu Tang, working and studying..."

"Later, I practiced Qi and achieved first place in the Wu Tang. The excitement of that day, although not as good as those who studied hard for ten years and won the top spot, also had the joy of one person seeing the flowers of Chang'an. 'I thought that from then on, the path of martial arts would be smooth, but I didn't expect to be discriminated against after entering the Wu Tang, the change of the Acupuncture Pill, being a man but entering the women's Martial Academy, how can it be comforted by a sentence that senior sisters and junior sisters are better than senior brothers and junior brothers?'"

"The competition for the Grade A student quota, the competition for the Wu Tang ranking, the competition for the county ranking, the competition for the model of martial arts students..."

"Zhenyue Score, true blood of the flood dragon, Nine-Turn Organ Refining, burning body with departing fire..."

"Being able to reach here, the bitterness eaten, the crimes suffered, how can it be summarized by a sentence of 'The sword's edge comes from sharpening, the plum blossom's fragrance comes from the bitter cold'."

"I have eaten all these bitterness, and the bitterness in front of me cannot stop me either."

Lin Chen roared, and the originally blurred consciousness began to gradually become clear at this moment, staring at the Canglan Canon in front of him.

The Canglan Canon had long turned the page, and at this moment a line of new handwriting appeared on the page: "Canglan Casting Heart."

As the four words "Canglan Casting Heart" entered Lin Chen's eyes, Lin Chen's heart burst out with a deafening roar, and thousands of Canglan chips suddenly peeled off from the surface of the heart chamber.

Endless Canglan energy turned into liquid and injected into his heart, and the originally dark red heart slowly turned toward dark blue at this moment.

Light blue, dark blue, purple blue...

When all the Canglan energy was absorbed, Lin Chen's entire heart suddenly burst out with brilliant azure radiance. Three hundred and sixty strands of Canglan energy extended from the heart, reaching the limbs and bones along the blood vessels and meridians.

"Dong—"

With the first beat of this ice-blue heart, the Canglan energy of the entire Scripture Hall formed a tide that was visible to the naked eye.

"Success!"

The withered old man in the main hall had essence in his old eyes. The heart beating like a tide, this is the manifestation of successfully condensing the Heart of Canglan.

Didn't expect that after more than three hundred years, the Canglan Sect finally produced another disciple who condensed the Heart of Canglan.

Boom!

The star map of the universe on the dome of the Scripture Hall also seemed to be attracted at this moment, and three hundred and sixty-five stars simultaneously projected ice-blue beams of light, weaving into a floating star vortex above the Canglan Canon.

The three hundred stone tablets in the main hall also had phantoms emerge, turning into streamers and shooting into the star vortex.

All the disciples who were comprehending martial arts techniques at the stone tablets were also startled by this movement at this moment, standing in place at a loss.

"Regardless of whether you have comprehended the technique or not, exit the main hall."

The withered old man did not wait for Zhao Yulin to speak this time, his old voice carrying an irresistible majesty. For these disciples, Lin Chen's process of comprehending the Heart of Canglan this time is an opportunity for them.

It's a pity that Lin Chen's speed of condensing the Heart of Canglan was a bit fast, and many disciples had not yet fully comprehended the martial arts.

But for the old man, those disciples who failed to comprehend the martial arts techniques would not be looked at by him. If they couldn't grasp the sudden opportunity, they could only blame their own lack of martial arts talent.

Those who had comprehended the martial arts techniques left with smiles on their faces, while those who hadn't left with regret and unwillingness, but they could only leave the main hall.

Soon, the entire main hall was left with only Lin Chen.

"The Canglan Divine Scripture reappearing in the Canglan Sect is really something to look forward to."

The withered old man whispered, and his eyes closed again.

Comprehending the Canglan Divine Scripture is a long process.

Outside the plaza, Qiao Yuan looked at the disciples walking out of the main hall, but did not see the figure he wanted to see, and there was a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Alright, everyone disperse. The Scripture Hall will be closed for several days. Disciples who want to enter the Scripture Hall, wait for the sect's subsequent notification."

Zhao Yulin spoke slowly. He had already received the Junior Uncle's sound transmission that Lin Chen would stay in the Scripture Hall for a few more days, and during this period, other disciples should not come in to disturb him.

Hearing Elder Zhao's words, the disciples present could only leave no matter how curious they were.

Qiao Yuan was the same, but before leaving, he took another deep look at the main hall direction.

In the main hall.

Lin Chen condensed a blue cocoon shell around his body.

This is a cocoon condensed from Canglan energy.

The patterns appearing on the surface of the cocoon shell flickered with Lin Chen's breathing, and every time it flickered, ancient scriptures echoed inside the cocoon.

"Canglan Divine Scripture"

This was left behind by the founding ancestor of the Canglan Sect himself, and all the scriptures were chanted by the founding ancestor of the Canglan Sect.

"Canglan, vast and dark, its abyss unfathomable."

The sound of scriptures sounded in Lin Chen's ears, and in front of him was an endless abyss.

Being in the abyss, he only heard the sound of the tide surging, with sound but no form.

This sound was extremely weak at first and then slowly vibrated and became louder. When it reached a limit, a blue light appeared in his eyes.

"There are waves like tides, their light is blue, named Canglan."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 384 =====