Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 453 Great Xia Xuanhuang Cauldron, Six Kinds of Mysteries!

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Taihang Mountains.

This is an ancient mountain range with cliffs and cliffs like a sea of ​​smoke, stretching from east to west, traversing most of the land of the human race.

Su Qinian looked at the ancient mountains in all directions, the mountains undulating like a group of dragons emerging from the water, faintly forming an indescribable mysterious terrain.

One fate, two luck and three geomantic omens, involving the elusive luck and numerology in the dark, even the master of destiny cannot be sure whether there is such an original power.

From Su Qinian's point of view, even if it exists, fear is the source of taboo. Getting involved in fate and fortune is definitely not something to be taken lightly, and it is very likely to have an indescribable impact on the future.

However, reshaping the Dao foundation and returning to the peak can also be said to be a change of fate.

Change your destiny and regain your luck!

This is definitely not an ordinary difficulty. Su Qinian understands that even if the Yuanshen embryo is reshaped, the subsequent thunder disaster will not be so simple.

Since it is a change of fate against the sky, the way of heaven will not give you time to save up. I am afraid that the thunder disaster will come immediately once the primordial spirit is fully conceived. The power of catastrophe will increase exponentially.

This is the price to be paid for reshaping Daoji and returning to the peak. It can almost be called a narrow escape, or even worse.

The old headmaster's eyes were calm, but there was a fire burning in his heart, time is running out, this is his last chance, he has spent most of his life so far, what else is he afraid of, the world is impermanent like a storm , the warmth and coldness of human beings are like ice knives and snow swords. He has suffered all the sufferings in the world, so he should make a leap with all his strength, so as to make the suffering come to an end.

Without hesitation, Su Qi Nian flipped his palm, and a ball of chaotic spirit liquid emerged in his palm, flowing with chaotic energy, and the ancient and primitive charm seemed to return to the beginning of the world, the beginning of the birth of the world.

There was a flash of light in the eyes of the king of men, and without seeing him make any movement, the ten drops of chaotic spiritual liquid in Su Qinian's hand floated up.

This is the power of the primordial spirit, the sublimation of spiritual will.

Then, with a wave of the king's sleeves, a mouthful that could be as high as three people, the simple and unpretentious stone tripod fell down. The stone tripod had three legs and two ears. , as if a sacred mountain fell down, the earth shook violently, causing the beasts in the mountain to neigh and insects and birds to fly.

When Su Qinian looked at this stone cauldron, he felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Suddenly, his heart was shocked, he couldn't help but gasped, and said word by word: "Great Xia Xuanhuang Cauldron!"

This is definitely an ancient artifact of the human race, and it has a very long history, and it was only recently that Su Qinian saw it on the secret letter in the Taiji Pavilion of Wutianzhu Peak.

Great Xia Xuanhuang Ding!

It is the treasure tripod of the town clan that was forged by the emperor himself. It is said that it was tempered with the black and yellow blood of the earth. , and then thunder calamity descended from the sky, and there were ten thunder calamities in succession. Since then, the way of pure yang of the primordial spirit of later generations has been established, the realm of ten thunder calamities.

The Great Xia Xuanhuang Ding, which is said to have the power to communicate with the heaven and the earth, and to create mysteries, is the first primordial artifact handed down in the world.

But before the Great Xia, in the ancient tribal era, the road to practice was incomplete, and all parties conquered it. It was not until the founding of the Great Xia and the birth of the Emperor that a preliminary path of practice was gradually opened up. Only by taking the lead and taking the lead, has this path of practice been gradually deduced to perfection.

But it also stopped at the realm of the quasi-sage of destiny. The emperor died in battle in Beihai, crying in the rain of blood, and no saint was born in the human race. Not long after, he disappeared from the world.

This is also the mystery of the three schools of Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism. The bones of the three sages are missing, so I don't know where they sit.

Su Qinian never thought that the King of Humans would actually take out such a heavy weapon. The missing Great Xia Xuanhuang Cauldron had always been in the Heavenly Emperor City.

At that time, Great Xia had three important weapons for the country, one was the Emperor's Soldier, the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow Saber, the second was the Great Xia Xuanhuang Ding, and the third was the "Renhuang Sutra", which was rumored to record the secret of the Emperor's sanctification Unfortunately, after the emperor died in battle, he disappeared, together with the queen mother who guarded Longque City back then.

Now it seems that the Great Xia Longque Saber is hanging on the Yaoshen Mountain, and the Great Xia Xuanhuang Ding is in the Tiandi City, and only the "Human Emperor Sutra" is still missing.

At this moment, the old courtyard master took a deep breath, as if he already knew that when he jumped, he fell into the Xuanhuang cauldron.

Like the king of men, he also showed a bit of solemnity at this time, his snow-white hair on the temples fluttered lightly, his white robe gradually fluttered, and he was automatic without wind.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a ball of fire emerging from his belly, like gold and jade, and a pure yang breath permeated the air. Wherever he passed, the vegetation grew wildly, and flowers bloomed, almost having the potential to transform all things.

Pure Yang Dao Fire!

Su Qinian took a deep breath. Even though he had expected it, his heart still trembled when he saw this dao fire. This is the state of supreme soul.

Dimly, in this dao fire, Su Qinian saw the ups and downs of a world, but soon disappeared into the depths of the dao fire and disappeared.

At this time, the chaotic spiritual liquid fell under the Xuanhuang cauldron like firewood.

The human king took a long breath, and pointed his right hand together to form a sword. A ray of pure Yang Dao fire was crystal clear, and the original breath flowed, and fell under the Xuanhuang tripod.

boom!

At this moment, like the opening of the heaven and the earth, the birth and death of the universe, countless lights bloom, accompanied by a grand sound of Taoism, resounding in Su Qinian's divine court world.

At the same time, the sixth mystery of the hard-to-find source of light also came to my mind at this time.

In the immeasurable light, the world opens up, the first life is born, and there is vitality in the light.

This is the sixth kind of mystery that belongs to the origin of light, open up!

Eternity, freedom, darkness, immortality, birth and death, development!

The six original mysteries circulated in his heart, and Su Qinian slowly backed away. This time was not only the day of the old master's rebirth, but also his good fortune. Watching the mysterious creation of the Xuanhuang Cauldron, and the pure yang fire igniting the chaotic spiritual liquid, Turn into the most unpredictable chaotic fire in the world.

The gray and translucent chaotic fire engulfed the Xuanhuang tripod. In an instant, the vegetation, insects, fish, mountains, rivers, lakes and seas on the tripod's body seemed to come to life.

This is an astonishing exercise. With the help of the Great Xia Xuanhuang Cauldron, the Human King wants to win the greatest fortune for his old friend.

Su Qinian's pace was not fast, and he also withdrew from the land of Baizhang in a moment. The sixth light source was mysteriously born, and he gradually felt a kind of limit barrier.

After all, he not only comprehends the mysteries of the six sources of light, but also integrates into them the mysteries of the Golden Sun. In terms of the mysteries of the original source, he is no less than an ordinary master of the seventh step of the Primordial Primal Realm.

But there are usually seven kinds of mysteries in one source. Su Qinian originally wanted to try to comprehend all the mysteries of the source, and then break through the barriers of the first-class Primordial Realm in one fell swoop, but now it seems that it is difficult to do it, because with him Now, considering the cultivation base of the peak of the second-rate Dragon and Tiger Realm, the martial power is too strong. If there is more power, it may be difficult to control.

However, he did not give up. There has never been a smooth path in his practice. All limits are used to break through. He has a deep feeling that this time the old master reshaped the Dao foundation and returned to the peak. What needs to be faced is not only the catastrophe of heaven, but also the catastrophe of man.

The catastrophe of heaven is not to be feared, and the catastrophe of man is not to be feared!

Only in this way can we break all shackles, turn the impossible into possible, create miracles, and live after death.

This is also Su Qinian's chance. Watching the mysterious yellow tripod turn and create, the chaotic fire burns. Generally speaking, the chaotic fire only exists in the unfathomable chaos in the dark. But now there is one, which has become the fire of the Xuanhuang Ding, trying to refine a martial arts master who has been silent for many years.

For the comprehension of the original source, observing the chaotic fire is almost several times clearer than directly observing and comprehending the chaotic spiritual liquid and chaotic energy.

And the chaotic fire is accompanied by the sound of the Tao, which is the charm of heaven and earth carved by the chaos. Listening to such a sound of the Tao is also a kind of cleansing for the spirit and soul, a process of removing the chaff and preserving the essence.

In such a holy place called practice, Su Qinian tried to deduce the seventh mystery of the origin of light, and also comprehend the last mystery of the origin of the five elements, the mystery of the earth element.

Whether it is the seventh kind of mysteries of the origin of light, or the mutual generation and rotation of the mysteries of the five elements, it is no small matter. He is close to the limit. If he cannot break through the shackles, he is likely to be torn into pieces by the violent power in his body and blown into powder.

The chaotic light soared into the sky, illuminating the entire sky at this moment.

The mystical aura of fortune was spreading, and soon spread towards the entire Taihang Mountains.

Thousands of miles away, Chang'an City.

Inside the palace, the Shang's study room.

The Emperor Han in a bright yellow robe stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes seemed to have crossed the distant void and landed in the Taihang Mountains.

"Heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow, the universe is prehistoric, Great Xia is mysterious and yellow, the universe is emperor..."

Han Tianzi murmured, his eyes looked calm, but there was a bit of exclamation in his eyes.

Marquis Ling's Mansion.

Ling Tong, who was dressed in a green silk robe, stood in a luxurious courtyard where precious flowers and trees can be seen everywhere. Suddenly, when his eyes moved, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said, "It's too naive to want to be reborn from Nirvana!"

The next moment, he took a step forward, and a gap opened in the void in front of him. He stepped into it and disappeared.

At one end of Huangdao Long Street, the Royal Academy.

This is a very quiet looking courtyard, full of green bamboos swaying, and the sound of the piano playing leisurely. There is no change in mood, only quiet, quiet, calm, and silence.

A gentle-looking middle-aged man, dressed in a purple robe, was sitting cross-legged under the green bamboo, with a stringless guqin on his lap, and a jug of sake beside him.

The middle-aged man looked a bit disheveled, his black hair was scattered casually, and his fingers were lightly plucking on the guqin. Although there were no strings, the sound of the qin could be heard, and it could be heard.

If Su Qinian was here, he would have recognized that this was the Master of the Outer Court of the Royal Academy who had been silent for a long time, Wuzhiqin Immortal Palace Shang Yu.

The original Five Elements Immortal Qin, now with all the strings gone, looks less immortal and more ancient.

There is no doubt that this five-fingered qin fairy has advanced in Taoism. Although he was defeated at the beginning, he broke through and then stood up, making great progress.

As if sensing something, Gong Shangyu's fingertips were still, he raised his eyebrows lightly, and murmured: "The past is the past after all, why bother to revive it."

After the words fell, he got up and hugged the piano, his loose black hair rippling, he tore open the void and sank into it.

At the same time, with the Taihang Mountains as the center, within a radius of thousands of miles, in the depths of several inaccessible ancient mountains, the soil and mud are loose, and there is a revival of the breath that has been dormant for an unknown period of time, or a strong evil spirit that is hot or cold. Soar up.

Inside the Taihang Mountains.

Su Qinian stood quietly a hundred feet away from the Xuanhuang Ding, his eyes were condensed, and while he was enlightening, he also sensed the surroundings. In the ancestral orifice courtyard, the gods turned into dragon souls, and his true eyes pierced through all illusory, even hidden in the In the depths of the cave world, nothing can escape his gaze.

Storm is coming!

Su Qinian felt an unprecedented oppression, and in a trance, he seemed to have returned to the dark days back then, in front of the real dragon's nest, surrounded by enemies, and a fierce battle was about to come.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

After only a few breaths, there were dull footsteps in the distant mountains, as if the beating of war drums was deafening.

Su Qinian's eyes sparkled, he looked up, the mountains in the distance were misty, a majestic figure floated up and down in the thick fog, the ominous aura surged like tides, engulfed in miasma like dense fog, and swept towards him. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket, starting point genuine subscription is the biggest support for Shibu! This chapter is 3500, and the next chapter will have the same amount. Make up for the 1000 owed yesterday. I wrote it more smoothly today.)

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