Chapter 913 The Divine Water of the First Heaven and Earth, the Quasi-Sacred Realm is broken
There have been waves in Wangyue Well three times in the past few years. Xin Zhuo guessed it many times in the past few days. At first, he thought it was a prediction of danger. After all, several people from Dongfang followed closely. Take action.
Then he thought that it was something that the nearby Wangyuejing needed. After all, Wangyuejing pulled him on its own, just like when he swallowed the spirit of the fairy before going to the sea of suffering.
Now he suddenly understood that this was a kind of self-replenishment of Wangyue Well, and that encountering something beneficial to the well owner could change the well owner's situation.
At this moment, the moonlight in the well has been replenished, and there are many figures floating faintly. One of them is the remnant soul of the Holy King just now. This seems to be the fullest state of the moon-watching well.
It turns out that these shadows that appeared during the fusion of martial arts are all the remnant souls of warriors with extremely high martial arts levels from an unknown era? [ The five elements of heaven and earth are icy].
These mental techniques and the [Five Elements of Ice and Intent of Heaven and Earth] should have been acquired by that Holy King in his lifetime, and the three hundred thousand ancient Qi, most likely collected from the warriors of the time in this "Saint King's Well" .
This is like...
After the well owner desperately gave Wangyuejing the opportunity to replenish energy, Wangyuejing received a great feedback!
Taking a deep breath and then another breath, Xin Zhuo's body trembled slightly. With this body protection gift, wouldn't he be a fool if he didn't fight in this world?
He looked again at the Wuyun Stone Mine under the hills near and far.
Everything is ready!
Look back, finish eating the mouse meat, sit cross-legged and concentrate, for three days and three nights, open your eyes, stretch out your hands, fuse!
“咻咻咻咻……”
[Nine heads step on the fog to answer the dragon! 】
【Ten-eyed phoenix bathed in fire! 】
【Sixteen-winged dragon 梼杌! 】
【The octagonal swallowing of the sky is so strange! 】
The four primary sources left the body, entered the Moon Watching Well, and quickly merged with the [Tiger Buddha Protector of the Wheel of Merit].
The waves on the surface of the well are turbulent, with hundreds of rays of light and thousands of flowing colors changing unpredictably, and dozens of figures shining out one after another...
...
"Chu! Appeared!"< br>
In a vast primeval forest that is hundreds of thousands of miles away, there is a huge altar, with dead bones everywhere. An old man with long hair, looking up at the sky, his eyes spinning around the sun and the moon, muttering to himself.
……
"At the beginning..."
In the endless sea, on 9999 islands, a large number of warriors flew into the sky and escaped to the earth. Among them were more than a dozen saints, sitting cross-legged in the sky, seeming to be evolving the Zhoutian formation.
On the sword-shaped island in the middle, the ten thousand-year-old mossy mountain peaks suddenly trembled, and a huge stone head slowly rose, its eyes staring straight into the sky, and the aura of disillusionment and disillusionment kept rising.
The dozen or so saints in the sky suddenly landed, terrified, and all saluted: "Ancestor!"
The stone head turned a deaf ear and just murmured: "I hope it's not a human race!"
Dead silence returned again, and the island was still the same island.
......
"In the beginning..."
"Why does such a thing appear in the world?"
"How many times has it appeared since ancient times? ”
"Three times!"
470,000 miles to the west of Dagang, at an altitude of 100,000 feet, watching from a distance, the peaks and mountains with the word "three" written in one stroke.
But looking closer, the three peaks are tens of thousands of miles apart, and the two peaks above are completely shrouded in white clouds.
The "Yi" peak at the bottom is composed of three thousand peaks, any one of which is bigger than Qiongxiao, the capital of Daqian Emperor.
At this moment, on a broken bridge on a misty mountain peak, there were three figures, wearing linen robes, with long hair floating around. Giant dragons, phoenixes, and red birds were flying around, each of them the size of a fly.
The three of them were like three living gods.
......
"At the beginning..."
The sky is endlessly high, and after ninety-nine layers of sun halos and moon shadows, there is a sea, billions of miles wide, hidden There is Xianque Palace.
Amidst the sky-high clouds and mist, a young man with white hair was standing, his eyes emitting dazzling golden light, looking straight down.
"What does Bai Emperor mean?" asked a woman in white next to him.
The white-haired young man sighed: "The beginning is ominous!"
"What is the beginning?"
"At the beginning of the world, you and I were not here!"
< br>"Have you folded the first meeting?"
"Yes!"
"Since you can fold, you were born in the lower realm...you should know about the Wu Ni chaos in the lower realm, so why worry?"
"You don't understand, just like she just did Come back and ask you to help her remember someone. There is no reason in the world."
"Sour!"
......
In the abyss.
"This primary origin... is too much!"
Xin Zhuo looked at the "emptiness" in the moon-watching well with a dull expression on his face. The top "primary" source that was fused with great hope turned out not to be a majestic giant, nor did it have a domineering and unparalleled demeanor, but just a gray thing the size of a fist.
No solution! First off, it's not a bike.
After being silent for a long time, he closed his body, and then his expression suddenly changed. His body was light and his strength was endless.
Experience it carefully and you will find the incomprehensible ease and clarity of the spiritual platform.
Take a deep breath and forget about it.
Stretch out your hand and tap your own mental method [Xuan Tian Jiu Zhuan Mountain Viewing Secret] into the "Wangyue Well", integrating it with the other thirteen mental methods.
The surface of the well is once again colorful, with rough waves and swaying figures.
After half a stick of incense, a new mental method appeared:
[One Qi transforms three yangs.
Note: Can cultivate the Holy King Realm]
A very short introduction, just five words, no characteristics, no overbearing and unparalleled name.
Xin Zhuo was silent for a long time and could only accept it silently. He tapped it into his body, and a stream of clear water flowed into his body. In an instant, it turned into three rays of Yang Qi and spread into his limbs and all the meridians of his body.
Looking at the introduction to the mind method and the direction of practice, I was silent for a long time again.
Then, the sequelae of changing the mental method came, and his whole body went limp. He immediately used up his last remaining strength to collect the [Five Elements of Ice of Heaven and Earth] into the Dantian Sea and entered the [Nine Netherworld and Hundreds of Zhangs of Ice].
【100/100】
“Buzz——”
The moment before falling into a dazed state, the ice was endless, and the entire underground space became a ball of ice and snow. The world is even a hundred or a thousand times colder than the "Wood Land" above.
Three days later.
Xin Zhuo sat cross-legged and stood up, first feeling the [Nine Netherworld and Hundreds of Zhangs of Ice], and then "looking" into the Dantian sea. Now, the nine colors of the "ladder to heaven" gathered together, and the end was hazy.
"The ten forests of the Yuanji! The nine forests are the great perfection of the Yuan, and the tenth forest will enter the quasi-sacred realm!"
"The ten forests transform into ten gates on the ladder to heaven!"
< br>"Transform the origin into the mountain pattern of martial arts!"
"Mountain patterns enter the scriptures, and the body enters the Tao, like a mountain, flying into the sky and escaping from the earth!"
"A quasi-sage in the martial arts!"
...
Time passes, like a white horse passing by. .
The fifth year of Daqian’s consecration.
Five years and ten months have passed since the secret realm of the "Saint King Valley" was opened, the empress expelled the three saints in anger, and killed thousands of warriors.
The pear blossoms are blooming again, and the phoenix trees in Qiongxiao Imperial Capital have sprouted buds again.
Daqian Holy Dynasty has a peaceful scene for 200,000 miles. The Snow Kingdom of 70,000 miles to the north has long been destroyed, and the world is prosperous.
Nowadays, dozens of squares and countless streets in the imperial capital thousands of miles away are crowded with people. The ministers are busy attending court, but it is the Regent Prince Jing, His Royal Highness Ji Pixuan, who is handling the affairs of the court.
Her Majesty the Empress is immersed in the pain of losing her husband and has not been in court for a year!
After a brief period of discomfort, the minister gradually adapted.
This thousand-mile imperial capital is a holy place in the hearts of countless people. Every day, warriors with dreams come and leave crying. There are rumors about the beautiful encounter of the proud son in the cave of the sect's holy land.
However, the most eye-catching one is undoubtedly the Marquis of Beijiang. Li Chunyuan, who has a mysterious background, entered the Holy King Mountain and entered the country as a quasi-sage.
It is said that Mr. Jiang is sitting in charge, and the cave masters from the major holy places are watching.
Even Her Majesty’s close advisors, Princess Wuyou and Feng Shuning, also went there in person.
After hearing the news, the warriors from the capital swarmed over, but were stopped at the foot of the mountain three hundred miles away.
At this moment, in the Holy King Valley, the highest mountain top, nine-colored clouds are rolling, the Yuan-level original nine-headed candle is swirling and flying, with thousands of auspicious colors, and the strong wind is howling.
The terrifying visions, even though they are extremely far apart, make people feel uneasy and uneasy.
“It’s really amazing for a true warrior to become a quasi-sage!”
Daluo Sect Dongfang Lianer put his hands on his back and watched silently, full of envy. After five years of entering the quasi-sage, apart from the true warriors, Who can do it?
"Indeed!"
Dayan Taishang Elder Qisha and Qin Gui, the Holy Son of Bauhinia Holy Land, looked at each other and said: "The strongest combat power in the same realm, Xin Zhuo has passed away, I am afraid there will be no one left. Look out for her! "
Xin Zhuo's matter is very secretive. Even the empress does not know the details. Several people also kept it secret, so that no one thought about them when they stayed in the imperial capital to practice.
"What does Xin Zhuo mean, a dead man, cough cough..."
Jiang Yugui sat on an exquisite black jade demon chair. Since he was attacked by Xin Zhuo five years ago, His injury has not healed, and he needs to be warmed up every day. His family has sent people to send a lot of medicine. Unfortunately, there is nothing that can completely relieve the initial source of hidden injuries. The elders can help, but in that terrifying house On the mountain, his status is not as good as that of a son-in-law, and the elders are too lazy to care about him, so if he wants to be completely healed, it will probably take ten years.
Every time I think of the hidden wounds on my body and the hopeless hope of becoming a saint, I gnash my teeth with hatred. Yes, what are you afraid of if you hate a dead person?
At this moment, Mr. Jiang denied Xin Zhuo, and no one except Princess Wuyou and Feng Shuning was willing to refute.
Xin Zhuo is indeed a dead person. Even though he was famous all over the world back then, he has passed away after all. How many amazing and talented geniuses in this world are like a flash in the pan?
A person who has practiced cultivation for sixty years is worse than a flash in the pan in the world of long-lived warriors.
At this moment, not far away, Tianshu Holy Son Ling Junshan suddenly said: "I'm afraid the quasi-saint realm has been broken! What a terrifying quasi-saint aura!"
"Five years to break the quasi-sage..."
Huang Dagui, Ma Boju and Murong Xiu were also crowded in the crowd, their faces full of envy.
Only Deng Taixuan, who looked like a wizened old man on the other side, had bright eyes and murmured: "It doesn't look like Li Chunyuan!"
Everyone looked at the top of the peak, and then looked down. , the next moment he looked horrified.
(End of this chapter)