"The density of objects in this world is one mega times that of our previous world. Multiplying all objects by one mega times is equal to the weight of objects in this world. But the weight of objects here is the same as the calculation unit of our world. It looks like a pound of things weighing one pound, but in fact it weighs one pound." Shan'er said depressedly.

Ning Caichen calculated and immediately knew that this object should be heavier than his ninety-nine-day plane, indicating that it is a plane with a higher level than the ninety-nine-day plane.

"Have you heard of Voice?" Ning Caichen cares most about Voice, after all Voice is too terrible.

"If the body eats the soul, it will be scattered. So when the people here die, they will become holy and go to the underworld. There are cow heads and horse faces here, and holy ghosts. This is the system of cultivating immortals, but I don't have spiritual roots, but you are the best spiritual roots among the best." Shan'er said depressedly.

"How many years have we been here?" Ning Caichen asked.

"For ten years, every day the family has used a large amount of spiritual enhancement medicine to nourish your soul. As long as you awaken and learn the family's unique skills of Zhenwu to control the Heart Sutra, you can make the Ning family rise. And you are your twin sister, but you are a waste of cultivation. Because my level is too low, you cannot practice here." Shan'er said sadly.

Shan'er is a genius among geniuses in a low-level plane. He never dreamed that he would become a waste.

"I am your brother, and I will find a way to help you practice. By the way, is there any news about the brothers and sisters of Freedom?" Ning Caichen asked.

"No." Shan'er shook her head.

Shan'er talked endlessly about the situation here.

This is the Holy Medicine City, a second-tier city of the Zhenwu Empire, and its cultivation level is quite past.

True martial arts is one level higher than ancient martial arts. If you practice to the extreme, you can go to heaven and work as a voice ghost messenger in the underworld.

Zhenwu is also a system for cultivating immortals, and is the top-level practice of cultivating immortals.

Ning Caichen wanted to get out of bed, but the problem was not fully controlled, so he still couldn't move. The only thing was to turn his head and blink.

"Do you know the content of Zhenwu's mastery of controlling the Heart Sutra?" Ning Caichen said seriously.

"That is the highest unique skill of the family. We need to open an official method and ask the ancestor to come and teach it. The Ning family has not decided for tens of thousands of years, and genius has appeared, so no one can control the Heart Sutra anymore." Shan'er said sadly.

Ning Caichen smiled bitterly. It seemed that Shan'er had already brought her into the identity of a person and regarded her as a home.

Ning Caichen frowned and closed his eyes!

Using all the skills I have practiced before, there is no effect at all.

The previous practices have been practiced to the extreme before they can create a superb cultivation physique with entry and exit. The previous practices of ancient martial arts are just the foundation.

The foundation is laid, and it is very suitable for practicing the unique skills of Zhenwu. There is no martial arts problem, so the physical body cannot be practiced.

"Help me down and have a walk." Ning Caichen felt so heavy that his body was extremely heavy and it was difficult to walk.

If the body weighs fifty kilograms, multiplied by one megatime, it would be fifty kilograms. The soul has not yet fully controlled the body, so it is impossible to judge how much force is used, so it is naturally unable to control the movement of the body.

"Brother! Are you making fun of me? I know that I can't practice, so how can I have the strength to help you get up?" Shan'er looked at Ning Caichen with sad eyes.
Chapter completed!