Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 1201 There are vicissitudes of the righteous way in the world!
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In the blink of an eye, there were only four days left before the ten-day agreement between the Golden Crow Emperor of the South China Sea and the Nanzhao Kingdom, and the Innate Pure Yang Body should be seven years old.

What does it mean to live like a year? This is the feeling of many martial arts people in recent days, especially in the territory of Nanzhao Kingdom. People's hearts have been unstable. Well, being able to eat enough is their greatest wish, and now this wish is very likely to come to nothing, and it is inevitable that many emotions will arise.

"Can't the human race and the monster race live in harmony?"

"You kill me, I kill him, the sand on the south coast is red!"

"It's said that the body is shrouded in horse leather. My son...can't even find the bones..."

Many people asked questions, peace in the world has become their greatest hope, especially this time the Golden Crow Emperor is coercing the South China Sea, confronting the royal family and the Tai Wu Dao. The demon country is about to approach the border of the South China Sea, and their relatives are about to set foot on the battlefield...

Tired!tired!

How many years have passed, and the bones of countless people and demons have been left on this land. Some people replanted in their own land, and they can still dig up the broken arrows of remnants hundreds of years ago. The dark red rust tells them, Hundreds of years ago, before the establishment of a county and city, it was an ancient battlefield.

It's not dissatisfaction with the current court, but the obsession with the hard-won peace for thousands of years.

Some people also say that this is a game between the top of the court and the masters of the martial arts, and the powerhouses of the Four Seas Monster Clan. It is for the sake of holiness and detachment. The geometry of luck, the geometry of destiny?
It's too ethereal!

Ordinary people can't understand it, most of them only know, don't shed blood, don't go to war, be free from disease and pain, live a long life, and have a lot of children and grandchildren... As for the relationship between countries, between people and monsters, between the world and longevity What do you have to do with them?

"Only four days away..."

"Thinking of the North Sea..."

In the Wulin of Nanzhao Kingdom, many sects have been panicking recently. Some people frowned, some were worried, some lamented, but they hesitated to speak. It was the generation of Dahan, who was striding towards the [-]th year of Nanzhao Kingdom. Although there are strong people coming out in large numbers, there is always a lack of a person who can truly overwhelm his contemporaries and grasp the spirit and general trend.

Otherwise...even if the soldiers of the monster kingdoms of the South China Sea approach the border of the South China Sea...so what!

Dahan, Henan Road, Dengfeng Prefecture.

These days, the south gate of Dengfeng City has become a place of wind and clouds for the entire Great Han Wulin. Many people from the Wulin came to observe the gestures of several great primordial spirits being pierced through the skin, especially some masters. Many people speculate that what a strong Yuanshen can do, whether it is a hermit strongman who makes the move, at least ranks in the top ten on the Yuanshen list, or even transcends the Yuanshen list, and ranks among the top pure yang .

Ten miles away.

Su Qinian stood on the top of a lonely mountain, his gaze was flat, the ancient well was quiet, there were always some people who thought they could avoid everyone's eyes and ears.

In front of the south gate of Dengfeng City.

An ordinary-looking young man dressed in a cyan coarse cloth robe looked up at the city wall. There were hundreds of people here, and the young man stood inconspicuously. The so-called black and yellow earth is really a group of birds in cages. They don't even know how big the world is. If it's not for fighting for good fortune, even enslaving everyone here is meaningless.

Shaking his head, he turned around and left, but the moment he turned around, he froze, because he saw a child about seven years old, standing three feet away in front of him, dressed in a coarse white robe, with a calm demeanor, His eyes are deep, and most importantly, there is a faint aura of pure yang on his body, no matter how restrained he is, it is like the scorching sun above the nine heavens, exuding vigorous vitality.

"Innate body of pure yang!"

The young man was startled for a moment, and then realized something was wrong, because the people around seemed to ignore their existence, the crowd was surging, but no one looked at them.

"The power of the small world, cut off the void!"

Looking at the seven-year-old child in front of him, the young man suddenly felt a great sense of absurdity. Even in the vast starry sky, he had never heard of a child who could open up the world at the age of seven. In fact, this human child was only born for seven days. .

After a short period of astonishment, the young man showed a look of playfulness, and said: "Little naughty boy, your physique is indeed extraordinary, and I have never heard of such a physique in the vast starry sky. But your vision is limited to this. Don’t you think that I, like those ants, will be captured and humiliated by you and nailed to this city wall. No wonder, you have just been born and you don’t know the vastness of this world , The vastness of this starry sky, some people are far beyond what you can look up to, now that you have come out by yourself, come with me, don't have any delusions, and you can suffer less."

After finishing speaking, the young man turned around, turned around again in a short while, the void was separated as before, a cold look appeared in his eyes, and he snorted coldly: "Stubborn! Show you the mighty power of the vast starry sky!"

boom!
The next moment, behind the young man, the mother spirit of the earth hangs down, crushing layers of void faults, and a quaint small world descends, as if existing between reality and illusion, squeezing the white hole, giving birth to pale ripples, terrifying coercion, I don't know how many times stronger than the small world of the primordial spirit created by ordinary primordial spirits who survived the seven-fold thunder calamity.

"Shadow Clan, Open Heaven Realm, barely considered a top-notch power."

At this time, Su Qinian spoke in a flat tone, as if he was narrating a trivial matter, his eyebrows and eyes didn't change a bit, and he didn't even look at the young man.

"Huh? You actually know a lot. They say that strange stones have fallen from the sky. It seems that most of you were sent here. Even if it is a vast starry sky, it takes time to re-boil the meat shell to receive the previous cultivation base." Realm, no wonder it is said that there are twenty-six days, the so-called innate pure yang body will be perfected, and you are actually a saint!"

The young man's eyes flickered, as if he had guessed something, he stared at Su Qinian, then took a deep breath, his eyes revealed a bit of burning color: "It seems that this black and yellow land is really a place of good fortune, a preliminary seizing house , a saint of the human race who has not yet fully integrated, this is a holy yuan great pill given to me by God!"

The Holy Yuan Great Pill, in the vast starry sky, is also something that can be encountered but not sought after. When all races practice to reach the third level, the soul and spirit are united, and they have the power to seize the house, but it is not without the slightest restrictions, because it cannot be matched with it. The newly born flesh shell is united with spirit and flesh, so Shouyuan will be beaten back to its original shape, unless the cultivation base is completely restored, and then go further, breaking the barriers of the big realm, and uniting spirit and flesh, can it be restored to its original state.

Therefore, even in the vast starry sky, the powerful will not abandon the physical body easily. How difficult is it to unite the soul and the flesh? Refining a Great Pill, this Great Pill inherits one's cultivation level, as long as anyone can get it, once refined, he can ascend to the sky in one step, saving countless years of hard work and enlightenment.

Of course, it is not without limitations. The merits of the predecessors are not one's own understanding, and it is more difficult than ascending to the sky if you want to go further.

Even so, for the young man, it is also an unimaginable chance. With his current cultivation level, he is not sure if he wants to become a saint. If it is not because the clan owes him a lot, with his The decline of this lineage, the good fortune of this black and yellow land, how can he have a place, now the opportunity is in front of him, no one is more difficult than him to resist a chance to become a saint immediately.

"Repression!"

While thinking about it, the small world that is different from the Xuanhuang land is like a piece of sky that has separated from the starry sky and is suppressed towards Su Qinian. The emptiness of the earth submerges the immature figure in the coarse white robe within the breath.

There was a smile on the corner of the young man's mouth, but then froze.

Because the small world that belonged to him stopped falling and began to rise, as if an invisible big hand was holding it up below, bearing the weight of a small world.

At the same time, footsteps sounded, and the drooping mother spirit of the earth, as if worshiping an ancient king, separated towards the two sides. The pupils of the young man shrank suddenly, and his eyes widened. What did he see? A small childish-looking hand rests in the palm of his hand, who is not the so-called innate pure Yang body of Duoshe?

At this moment, the immature figure was walking forward, the steps were not very fast, the ups and downs were steady and calm, but the sound of the footsteps fell in his ears, at first it was like an ordinary person, but with every step it fell In the end, it was like a god beating a war drum, and the torrential sound of the drum seemed to be able to shake the world.

Can't move!

Yes, at this moment, the young man was unable to move. Even the Dao of Shadows, which his Shadow Clan is famous for, was sealed off. He stood there blankly, as if he was being watched by an ancient god. Although his aura did not cause any substantial damage, it reached the depths of his heart. Even his shadow soul seemed to have been frozen, and half of his fighting spirit was annihilated into nothingness.

puff!
The next moment, he saw that the small world that belonged to him that was held by the childish palm was shattered and turned into nothingness like a dream bubble.

"You...you! No...impossible!"

The young man was a little incoherent. He had lived for decades, and even in the vast starry sky, he had never seen such an outrageous scene. It didn't feel like he was facing a holy man who had just lost his life for seven days, but rather like facing someone from his clan. The true saints, no!Even more terrifying! (Genuine subscription is the biggest support for Shibu!)
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