Haoyu Zhenxian

Chapter 702 People who go up the mountain, regardless of small details (7K)

According to the ancient meaning, the meaning of the sixth realm of the human race "transforming gods" is to transform into a person with great supernatural powers, which is the beginning of the law.

After all, there are very few human races who can master the power of rules in the Yuanying stage, which can be ignored.

After transforming into a god, those who realize the Tao with top talent can create a treasure technique.

"Traveling in the stars with your real body, transforming into a god and seizing the secrets of the sky."

This old saying of ten thousand generations, which Chen Ping still doesn't know, aptly describes the mystery of this realm.

……

Step by step back to the cave, Chen Ping gently waved his sleeve robe.

"呲呲"

After hearing the whirling whirling of the formation flags and runes intertwined and whirling, this small mountain range about Mobai long was completely isolated from the world.

Staring at the stone wall, Chen Ping analyzed and comprehended the method of sword qi avatar taught by Yuanshi Jiange Jie Lingzun over and over again.

This method is only suitable for great swordsmen who master the rules of kendo.

The separated sword energy, breath, aura and other details must be the same as the main body.

Otherwise everything is useless.

Therefore, in the process of condensing the avatar, there can be no mistakes, and there is almost no rest.

Chen Ping closed his eyes and meditated for three hours.

Then, he finally stopped hesitating.

The key to the secret method circulated in the sea of ​​consciousness, and his hands were raised slightly, changing imprints frequently.

At the same time, without further urging, the Xiantian sword heart hovered outside the body autonomously, shooting out streaks of mysterious gray sword light.

A year later, Chen Ping's whole body released a faint green glow, which reflected the dark green and gloomy in the cave.

The third year.

Chen Ping's facial features and skin were visibly distorted by the naked eye under the light of the innate sword heart.

Bean-like beads of sweat condensed and fell, and turned into sword energy in an instant.

I don't know since when.

Pupils, nasal cavities, mouth and other parts all released a captivating green light.

And at a position half a foot in front of him, he began to regroup.

……

Time flies, No. 80 contains four seasons.

In the lonely secret room, there is already a blue figure with free sword energy and a blurred face.

If there is a familiar Da Neng present, they will be surprised to find that this person's aura is exactly the same as the Chen boy they know.

"It's not in vain that I worked so hard to retreat for 80 years. Although there were some twists and turns in the middle, with the support of the innate sword heart, I finally solved it with difficulty."

Chen Ping's face was pale, and his eyes were full of excitement.

Xie Lingzun didn't care about worldly affairs, and spent 70 years creating a clone of sword energy.

And he didn't waste ten years of effort.

Obviously, the kendo rules mastered by the two are not much different.

Moreover, in the process of refining the sword energy avatar, he needs to focus on using the rules of the sword at all times.

This means that his kendo has also made remarkable progress like a drop of water pierces a stone.

"When half of my foot steps into the fifth step, it will be the day when I evolve the Sword Nine."

Chen Ping smiled comfortingly, soothing the resonant Xiantian Jianxin.

Because the way of the sword breaks through the realm is not something that happens overnight.

All his energy at the moment has to be placed on crossing the catastrophe.

Putting the precious sword energy avatar into the storage ring, soon, a sense of exhaustion from the depths of the soul hits my heart.

For 80 years of non-stop high-intensity spellcasting, even the real cultivator of Huashen suffered a lot.

With a wave of Chen Ping's hand, a piece of purplish-red fox skin with a radius of ten feet spread out on the ground.

He fell to the ground and let out a loud grunt in just three breaths.

……

After sleeping for half a month without waking up, Chen Ping sat cross-legged energetically.

"Then it's time to sharpen your mana."

With a mutter in his mouth, a pile of gorgeous medicine pills appeared out of thin air.

Most of them are three lines, mixed with a small amount of two lines.

There's no way it's so shabby.

The four grain pills bestowed by Old Monster Xu back then have long been exhausted.

This batch of cultivation pills was purchased at a high price from Le Xinzun.

This situation reflects the power of the Celestial Map of Cangyun Pill, the ultimate treasure of opening the boundary.

"Heavy treasures, those who are destined will get them; fragments, those who see them will have a share!"

Snorting angrily, Chen Ping stretched out his hand and swallowed a three-way pattern pill.

……

Cang Yun slowly.

On a starry night, Chen Ping ended the longest retreat since he embarked on the road.

"Practicing the avatar and practicing, I disappeared for more than 160 years in a hurry, and now I am an old man over 800 years old."

With a self-deprecating chuckle, Chen Ping lifted the wine glass beside him and drank the last portion of sixth-order fox fairy tea into his stomach.

After entering the Nascent Soul Realm for hundreds of years, he finally polished his mana to the limit at this moment.

In addition, the Tong Bao Jue of Taiyi Xuanji Sword has also been completed, with a total of eight layers.

With the help of the time flow of the golden bead, he learned to the fifth floor in one go.

Qi Ling ended his mission.

Currently, the consciousness of the spirit body in Xuanji Sword is dominated by Chen Ping.

After holding the Xuanji Sword, his magical powers skyrocketed again, reaching an unbelievable level.

The number one Nascent Soul in this world, Chen Ping, dare not brag about himself.

But in the two cultivation worlds of Haoyuhai and Tianyan, he felt that he was already the veritable top of the fifth level.

With such astonishing strength, directly attacking the God Transformation Tribulation, to Chen Ping, it seems that it is not a dream.

However, since the inexplicable heart palpitations began a few years ago, he has given up this urge.

Today, no matter what state he is in, he can clearly feel the oppression that follows him everywhere.

Be spied on, repelled!
The breath is thick and qualityless, and it will never dissipate.

Every time I look up at the sky, the feeling of oppression in my heart becomes heavier.

It was as if there was a bottomless endless abyss staring at him at the same time.

A little carelessness will devour him.

"The rules of heaven and earth in this Great Thousand Realm?"

Chen Ping was silent for a while.

This is the moment when the tribulation passer is closest to and can most deeply perceive the coercion of heaven and earth in a great realm.

The relationship between high-level creatures and the laws of heaven and earth is that companionship is like companionship with tigers.

It not only allows you to master the wonderful method of the power of various rules, but also suffers from suppression and backlash.

Whether this is screening the strong, or punishing the capture of living beings, there is no definite statement so far.

What Chen Ping was sure of was that if he persisted in resisting the thunder calamity, he would definitely die.

Soul Dao, Sword Dao, and [-]% possible spatial rules.

He must hide at least one.

It is true that the fearless and bloody battle is exciting.

It is his heart to choose a safe way.

"The result is the only one. I never feel that I am a different person."

Chen Ping smiled calmly.

The deity-transformation monks he knew, including Jie Lingzun, Le Xinminzun, and Pu Lingzun, had all gone through the stage of transformation.

This is also one of the most stable ways to break through without the assistance of Gao Dao Wen Hua Shen Dan.

He has no reason to question the path that the predecessors have pointed out.

What's more, after feeding Le Xinzun, this person generously told him that if he could extract his original mind from Huafan, it would be of great benefit to Xinmoguan.

The God Transformation Tribulation will definitely attract the Heavenly Demons.

Chen Ping would not let go of anything that could be weakened by one point.

Relying solely on the strength of Tai Yiyan's divine technique, there is a high probability that it will not be able to kill the foreign demons.

……

Day two.

Chen Ping sacrificed the fourth seventh-order ore obtained from Zhai Tianshou.

As before, another star imprint has been opened.

At the same time, the emerald land in the golden bead further enhanced the effect of restoring the power of the soul.

"It's a pity that it doesn't help Du Jie much."

With a slight sigh, Chen Ping summoned the natal puppet with a thought.

In more than 100 years, the realm of this fairy puppet broke through the fifth level of Dzogchen.

As for the natal puppet, although it is easier than ordinary puppets to upgrade to the great realm, the materials it consumes are not ordinary.

Besides, the potential of a green-petaled fairy almost stops there.

After transforming into a god, there is a high probability that he will replace a natal puppet.

"Go back."

As Chen Ping said, the secondary soul jumped out of the natal puppet sea immediately, and merged with the main soul inextricably.

Then, he opened the cave, and left the mountains in the form of a sword glow.

……

The border area of ​​Qingqiu Kingdom.

A forest mountain road full of green trees.

Not long after the previous caravan passed by, there was another rushing sound of "da da" and "da da".

Soon, several strong unicorns came into view.

The person carrying the bag, the big wooden box pulled, and the reins raised high.

It all shows that this is also a small caravan selling goods.

Unicorns are monsters, and their stamina far exceeds that of mules and horses.

"Da Da" "Da Da"

The caravan moved forward without wind or waves.

At the end of the line, a young man in green robes and an old man in purple robes followed closely.

The word "Xu" was vaguely tattooed on the cuffs that were blown up by the wind.

Unlike the mortals driving the unicorns in front, the soles of their feet were shrouded in a gust of white wind, and they easily kept up with the team with a step of two or three feet.

From a magic weapon hanging from his waist and the respectful eyes of others, we can guess the identities of these two people.

Immortal teacher with a low cultivation level!
"After I escort this batch of goods to Qingqiu country, I can exchange enough resources from the family to attack the fourth floor of Qi training."

The big man in the green robe touched the empty pill bottle in his arms, and a look of hope shot out of his eyes.

Although Xu Yuan was born in a family of cultivation, but he is only a low-grade spiritual root.

His parents, who were not valued, died young, and he had to rely on himself for everything.

Fortunately, the third uncle of the distant house was concerned about the brotherhood with his father in the past, so he was transferred to his side and arranged for an easy errand.

Qingqiu Kingdom advocates peace, and there are very few demon cultivators and evil cultivators.

Their escort this time can be said to be very safe.

Thinking of this, Xu Yuan gratefully swept away the old man in purple robe beside him.

This person is his distant third uncle, Xu Aqing.

His old man is also a low-grade spiritual root, but his life is not bad.

The third uncle opened a low-end medicine store in a small town in Qingqiu country, and the business was booming.

Forty percent of the family's spiritual herbs are sold through that herbal shop.

"It's a pity that my third uncle is old, and the limit of Qi training is 120 years old. How long can he protect me?"

Xu Yuan sighed in his heart, and a trace of sadness flashed across.

He doesn't have the means of third uncle.

Inheriting that herbal medicine store was a pipe dream.

"Yuan'er, with a low-grade spiritual root, you don't expect yourself to break through the foundation and become the patriarch of your family, do you?"

Or sensed that the young nephew looked at him frequently, the old man Xu Aqing said slowly.

"Uncle Three..."

Hearing this, Xu Yuan was stunned for a moment, and said with a sad expression: "My nephew has spiritual roots, so I naturally want to fight."

"Fifty years ago, Uncle San also had such great ambitions as you."

Shaking his head, Xu Aqing said.

"What happened that year?"

Xu Yuan asked subconsciously.

"That year, Third Uncle just broke through the sixth level of Qi training."

Xu Aqing couldn't help but smiled wryly.

"what!"

Xu Yuan's eyes froze, and his expression turned extremely gloomy.

Third Uncle's current realm is the eighth level of Qi training!

In other words, it took him 50 years to advance to the second rank!

A touch of despair spread throughout the body.

You know, third uncle earns a lot more resources than him.

But before sitting down, he still couldn't even touch the peak of Qi training.

"Giving up is also a kind of practice."

Xu Aqing patted his nephew on the shoulder and said lightly.

After listening to the third uncle's persuasion, Xu Yuan's eyes showed a look of extreme struggle.

Meditating day and night, accumulating resources, is it just a phantom in the end?
High in the sky, a bunch of hundreds of feet long icicles flew across quickly.

Even though the distance is far away, the biting cold makes people feel like they are in a world of ice and snow.

"The power of the ice spirit root..."

Xu Yuan murmured, and the vitality in his eyes reappeared.

"Third uncle, come to this world for a while, my nephew does not seek to build a foundation, but only to be worthy of his own efforts."

"Even if this hard work still fails to bloom and bear fruit, my nephew has no regrets."

"Of course, if the third uncle can support a little coffin book, my nephew will be relatively relaxed and avoid some detours."

Originally, Xu Aqing was full of praise when he heard it, as if he saw himself when he was young.

But his nephew's last words almost choked him.

"Hey, I'm just kidding."

Xu Yuan touched the bridge of his nose, and said embarrassedly: "Thanks to the care of my third uncle these years."

"Boy!"

Pointing to Xu Yuan, Xu Aqing suddenly grabbed it from his sleeve and took out an inconspicuous little jade bottle.

"I've given you the coffin. Let third uncle see how hard you can work."

Xu Aqing stuffed the jade bottle into Xu Yuan's hand.

"It is estimated to be a cultivation pill in the middle stage of Qi training."

With a hint of longing, Xu Yuan opened the jade bottle, and then he jerked violently, and his whole body became numb.

"If I were you, I would never show an expression that can reflect my heart in front of outsiders. If there are monks peeping beside me, I am afraid you will be doomed."

Xu Aqing said quietly.

"Third Uncle, this..."

Although Xu Yuan was awakened by the warning, he was still shocked and couldn't hide it.

Inside the bottle, there is actually a foundation building pill with three patterns!

With the salary of the third uncle, even if he sneaks into the public for his own benefit, he can't afford this pill.

The point is, third uncle himself still has direct blood.

Why did you give him such a precious state-breaking treasure for refining?
"There are three possibilities for your future."

"One, being murdered to seize the treasure."

"Secondly, if you sell the Three Dao Wen Jidan, relying on the resources obtained in exchange, you can easily break through the ninth level of Qi training, and take the position of a deacon in the family, which is considered to be a relatively decent life."

"The third..."

The elderly Xu Aqing stared at his nephew, a gleam of expression shot out of his cloudy eyes:
"Through your hard work, cultivate to the ninth level of Qi training before the age of 60, and then refine this pill, and your lifespan will skyrocket."

Many doubts remained unsolved, Xu Yuan wanted to continue to ask for clarification, but seeing that the third uncle had crushed a piece of Yufeng Talisman, he gradually moved away from the caravan.

"Third Uncle, where are you going?"

Xu Yuan shouted hastily.

"I heard that the Qingqiu Kingdom wanted to build temples and quiet towers. I plan to end this life with a lonely lamp as a companion."

"The family, please let me know."

In the distance, an old figure gradually disappeared and disappeared completely.

……

Qingqiu Country, Jishan Temple.

This temple standing deep in the mountains has been flourishing since it appeared more than 100 years ago.

Different from worshiping Buddha, worshiping gods, or even worshiping fabricated creatures in the common world, there are no offerings in the temples of Qingqiu Kingdom.

It is only for souls to cultivate their minds and recognize themselves.

When the heart is blocked, some monks will come to Jishan Temple for meditation.

Today, it was raining heavily.

An old monk who practiced Qi at the eighth level went up the mountain.

The temple door was open, and he entered the temple without hindrance.

Those who come to cultivate their minds are basically human beings.

Jishan Temple at night is brightly lit.

"I thought there was something mysterious about it. It turns out that there is a four-level Qingxin Formation in the temple."

Xu Aqing stroked his beard, looked through the bamboo wall, and fell on a monk of Yuan Dan.

……

In the early morning, Jishan Temple held a lecture on the Fa.

The host is Yuan Dan who controls the array.

"There are gains and losses, from endless perfection to perfection, letting go of small narrowness, and gaining a broad heart."

The magic power of the Yuan Dan realm was poured out slowly.

Coupled with some heartfelt words, some Foundation Establishment juniors suddenly realized.

From time to time someone joined the audience, and from time to time someone bowed and said goodbye.

In one corner, Xu Aqing, who was old and frail, sat on the futon and fell asleep listening.

No one cared about this junior Qi practitioner.

It is meaningless to prove or not to prove one's original mind at the age of dying.

"Boy, the lecture is over, are you still sleeping?"

The sweet dream was awakened.

A black-faced foundation-builder stared at Xu Aqing with dissatisfaction.

Not to mention that it was a senior Yuan Dan who presided over the lecture, even if he didn't understand it, he had to listen carefully.

This person is fine, coming to Jishan Temple is pure embarrassment.

"A seriously injured cultivator passed by senior with a Qingxu Hualou pill, will senior stop him?"

Xu Aqing raised her eyelids and said lightly.

"Hehe, you just practiced Qi and still know about clearing emptiness and transforming leakage pills? I'm afraid you read it from some ancient book."

The black-faced Jianji sneered, cupped his fists towards the host Yuandan, and said loudly: "In Qingqiu country, there is no darkness in the bright lights."

Then, he didn't bother to talk to the old man, and walked towards the fasting room in a cool and unrestrained manner.

In the second set, the black face builds the foundation and bids farewell.

The heart demon barrier has been removed, it's time to try to overcome the Yuandan Tribulation.

He is full of confidence, at least Xinmoguan is no longer blocked.

After the black-faced foundation came down from the mountain, he did a great thing.

He violated the ban and killed a monk of the same rank who was seriously injured and dying in the mountains in the city.

There is no other reason, clearing the void and transforming the leakage pill!

However, his disciple ventured into the cave a few months later and found that the master had already sat down with a hideous face!
Suspected to have died under a demon.

"If it's not your original heart, how can you see through your inner demons by following the gourd painting?"

Standing in front of a plain brothel, Xu Aqing said with an expressionless face.

Then, without thinking, he walked in.

Yingying Quque surrounded him, not caring about his thin and aging body.

With a wrinkled smile, Xu Aqing shouted: "Just serve good wine and good food, Daoist, I am happy today!"

……

In a clean room.

Yuan Dan presided over the deployment of the spiritual sense outside, seeing Xu Aqing who came back drunk under the moonlit night, he hummed expressionlessly.

This son is hopeless.

Spring and winter come.

The lectures in Jishan Temple are held as scheduled every two days in the morning.

Gradually, Xu Aqing had to rely on a cane to climb up to the clean platform to listen to the sermon.

Still sleeping soundly every time.

His fame also spread across thousands of miles.

In Jishan Temple, an elderly Qi practitioner came.

Not only is the person dying, but the heart is also dying.

After the Fa lecture, the presiding officer Yuan Dan looked depressedly at the sea of ​​clouds.

He was ordered by Qingqiu Mountain to sit here for a hundred years.

Buffa preached, has been safe and sound.

But I don't know when it started, the private fights in the surrounding cities increased sharply, and it was a mess.

Glancing at Xu Aqing who was trembling down the mountain, host Yuan Dan had a terrible thought in his mind.

"Hehe, this seat is too worried, it's just a Qi training that is about to sit down."

Host Yuan Dan shook his head and smiled wryly, and waved out a sound-transmitting paper crane.

He decided to report the strange appearances that occurred within the past five years.

……

"Boom"

"Boom"

The bell of Jishan Temple rang on time.

Xu Aqing opened his heavy eyelids, hunched over and got out of bed.

This physical body is already past its end.

As in the past, he opened the door, walked slowly up the hill along the Xiaoqing steps.

The host Yuan Dan was gone, and there was no one around the clean platform.

Except for a lone gray-robed figure.

Turning around, it was an old nun.

"Fellow Daoists disdain the words of the presiding officer, why do you travel so hard to listen to the lectures?"

The old nun smiled and rushed down the mountain.

There are 99 steps between the two.

"Look at the scenery."

Xu Aqing coughed violently, said lightly, and climbed up to the tenth floor with great difficulty.

"You are almost sitting down, what karma is there in your heart that you can't see?"

Lao Ni continued to ask.

"If you can't see it, you don't want to die."

Xu Aqing seemed to be answering irrelevant questions, flicked the crutches in his hands, and walked swiftly up to the mountainside.

"Life and death are a fixed number, and if you force yourself into karma, you will suffer backlash."

The old nun said without changing his expression.

"One person dies because of me, and ten thousand people live because of me."

On the mountainside, Xu Aqing calmly walked forward thirty steps steadily.

"There are thousands of ways to live, why should fellow Taoists be obsessed with the most dangerous one."

The old nun frowned, and said quietly.

"People who go up the mountain don't care about trifles!"

Without thinking, Xu Aqing climbed to the top of the mountain.

Looking at Lao Ni, he immediately laughed out loud.

"Qingqiu Kingdom is trying to interfere with, or even reverse the human heart, what is the difference between this kind of behavior and the Dao of this seat!"

After saying this, Xu Aqing finally reached the time when dust returns to dust.

His body floated into the sea of ​​clouds and turned into mountain rain, nourishing every plant and tree.

Lao Ni couldn't recover for a long time.

Then, a thick and vast spiritual consciousness enveloped the whole mountain.

The old nun felt a severe pain in his head, and his whole body was full of brilliance, and a snow-white seven-tailed fox demon appeared in its original form.

"It's not easy to inherit Qingqiu Mountain's orthodoxy, so please do it yourself!"

The voice fell, and the powerful oppressive force disappeared without a trace.

"He actually wants to borrow the rules of Huafan to refine his heart and transform his soul? If he succeeds, he will be comparable to the middle stage as soon as he becomes a god of transformation!"

Qingqiu Youyou showed a trace of horror.

And every word that Chen Ping possessed Xu Aqing's words also set off a huge wave in her heart.

……

Great Easy.

The Qianfa Sacred Sect has been prosperous for nearly a thousand years.

The cities under its jurisdiction are also increasingly prosperous, and the number of both mortals and monks is rising sharply.

"I didn't earn a single spirit stone today, and I paid two for setting up a stall."

In the booth area, a junior qi practitioner put on a bitter face and said resentfully.

"Chen Kang, right? You go with Ben."

At this moment, a boy with a folding fan came to meet him, with red lips and white teeth, and extremely handsome features.

"Shi... Mr. Shi!"

When Chen Kang saw the person coming, he trembled in fright.

The monk in front of him was Shi Bipeng, the second ancestor who is well-known in the city.

Although the Shi family is only a foundation-building family, in this small town, it is undoubtedly the overlord of Zen Ding Tian.

And Master Shi is even more absurd, cruel, vicious, etc. are all agreed by everyone.

After being divorced by another big family's daughter-in-law a year ago, she seemed to be stimulated and restrained her temper a lot.

However, Chen Kang still feared Chen Kang because of his infamous reputation.

"My reward, come with me."

Shi Bipeng threw down ten middle-grade spirit stones and ran out of the city alone.

"Thank you, Master Shi!"

Chen Kang accepted the Lingshi in disbelief, and hurriedly followed, not bothering to look at the booth.

First of all, wealth is touching.

Secondly, the Shi family covered the sky with one hand, if he resisted, he might be dead outside the city at night.

……

What puzzled Chen Kang was that Shi Bipeng brought him to a spiritual mountain.

"Dig a hole."

Shi Bipeng ordered indifferently.

When Chen Kang heard this, he hurriedly followed suit.

Seeing the formation of a half-person-high earth pit, Shi Bipeng took it out of his arms, handed it to him and said, "Bury it in."

Taking a sneak peek, Chen Kang found that what he was holding was a black lamp holder.

"Could it be the extinguished soul lamp?"

Chen Kang didn't dare to ask more questions, he put the soul lamp into the pit and buried it in sand.

At this time, Shi Bipeng had crushed a boulder and erected a tombstone.

"Swish"

"Swish"

With a few strokes in the void, the handwriting on the tombstone gradually became clear.

"Chen Xiangwen's tomb?"

Chen Kang was puzzled, but felt something was wrong.

Why did the buried person have the same surname as him.

"Coincidence, it must be a coincidence."

Chen Kang buried his head in fear and thought, and then listened to Shi Bipeng's indifferent order: "You bow three times and kowtow nine times, and send him a ride."

"Yes!"

Chen Kang swallowed his throat and obeyed.

When he stood up again, his forehead was already bloody.

"very good."

Shi Bipeng's expression softened slightly, he took a deep breath quietly, and bowed halfway to the tombstone.

"This Lingshan belongs to the Shi family, and now it belongs to you."

"You start a small family nearby, and I will let the Shi family come forward to help you."

A mere casual cultivator on the seventh level of Qi training, also has the opportunity to spread its branches and leaves?

Chen Kang hadn't recovered from the ecstasy yet, Young Master Shi answered the words coldly: "Once a year there will be a sacrifice, and your Chen family will keep going. This rule cannot be broken, otherwise there will be no place for you anywhere in the world!"

"Young Master Shi, don't worry, I will definitely worship him as the ancestor of the family."

Panicked assurance, Chen Kangxi couldn't help it.

With such a small request to change to a spiritual mountain, the turning point of his ordinary life has come!
Shi Bipeng nodded slightly and left alone.

Tomorrow, a Yuan Dan Gao from Qianfa Shengzong will come to Shi's house.

His father ran up and down and almost emptied the family savings before he begged that expert to accept him as a disciple.

Registered disciple Shi Bipeng!
　Thanks to Menglan Fuyao for rewarding 5000 points and 5000 points for lesion!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)