A Tibetan reincarnation

Chapter 112
The cyan cave is not big, with a radius of three feet, almost narrow.

However, an old man in green robe with long eyebrows was sitting cross-legged in the cave.The old man in the green robe was full of energy and his eyes were bright.That is a great power in the late Nascent Soul stage.

This level is already equivalent to the blind ancestor of Wulunzong.

Bai Zongchen bowed to salute, but he didn't say much, he just sent the skeleton white crane respectfully to the long-browed and green-robed patriarch.

Bai Zong knew that this Qingpao Patriarch didn't like to talk too much.

Skeleton Crane!

Of course, the Qingpao Patriarch knew that it was the highest level of communication method of the Bone Sect.

The blue-robed patriarch swept away his spiritual sense, and couldn't help but change his expression slightly: "This dark child is the top secret of the Bone Sect. Except for you and a few people on Baihui Peak, I'm afraid no one knows about it."

"Yes!" A look of relief flashed in Bai Zongchen's eyes, "Now, it finally works."

The patriarch Qingpao nodded, and then said to Bai Zongchen: "Since you came here in person, you must have plans?"

Bai Zongchen smiled slightly.

"Back to the ancestor, the disciple thinks it is possible to fight!"

The Qingpao patriarch pondered for a moment.

"Recovering the five rounds has always been the long-cherished wish of my Baigu disciples. However, my Baiguzong has endured for 4 years. It's just because there is no certainty of victory, and we are not going to destroy the Wulunzong. You should understand, If I, the Bone Sect, do not make a move, I must win if I make a move. Otherwise, Wulun and the bones will be swallowed by the fairy gate in the middle of the bones."

"Our bones have a 7-year foundation, but it will be destroyed! That is definitely not our original intention."

Bai Zongchen's eyes were fixed.This is the longest speech the Qingpao Patriarch has uttered in these years.

"Disciple understands! However, this disciple believes that today's Wulun Sect is by no means an opponent of the Bone Sect. The opportunity cannot be missed. Waiting for 4 years is long enough. 1 years ago, a good opportunity was missed. Now, there is a shadow, and we It can go straight to the Five Wheels Ancestral Soul Peak. Once the strong one dies, the rest will surrender."

A cold light flashed in Bai Zongchen's eyes, he had been planning for at least a hundred years to regain the Wulunzong.Regardless of the plans of the ancestors and suzerains of the Bone Sect.

Bai Zongchen is definitely the most courageous and ambitious among the suzerains of the White Bone Sect for nearly ten thousand years.He wants to open the 7-year-old Xianhe of the Bone Sect.

Unify the bones, five rounds, and then point the sword at the bones of Zhongzhou.The Bone Sect, named after the Bone, shouldn't the entire Bone Continent be surrendered?
"Hmm!" The green-robed patriarch replied heavily.Bai Zongchen has always been his admired child.In fact, why didn't he want to regain five rounds?

After all, this is the best opportunity in 1 years.

The strength of Wulun Sect is currently the weakest, while Bone Sect is the strongest.If we wait any longer, the lifespan of two Nascent Soul cultivators of the Bone Sect will be approaching.

If one ebbs and another ebbs and flows, then I don’t know how long we will have to wait.

As with anything, there are risks.It's just that they are betting on the odds of winning.

"Okay! You prepare first. I will discuss it with the ancestors. I will give you an answer tomorrow." The ancestor of Qingpao said.

"Yes!" Bai Zongchen didn't say anything, and stepped back.

With Bai Zongchen's mind, he already has the answer in his heart.He knew that this battle must be fought.The Qingpao Patriarch was on the safe side, while the other Yuanying Patriarchs were more radical.

However, after Bai Zongchen left, the blue-robed patriarch did not summon the other eight Nascent Souls, but formed seals with both hands.With a divine sense in his hand, he went straight to the top of Baihui Peak.

There, there is also a cave.

It's just that the front and back of the cave are open to the air, like a small tunnel on the top of a mountain.Even Bai Zongchen didn't know that there was a great bone of bones sitting on the top of Baihui Peak.

It was a long-haired monk sitting cross-legged on a stone platform.His appearance can be described as half human and half ghost.Because, he was actually half body and half skeleton.

It was a rather frightening existence.

Judging from half of his physical body, he was a middle-aged monk.However, his eyes were full of hostility.

The divine sense of the Qingpao Patriarch fell into his hands.

Hahaha--

The half-human, half-ghost monk swept away the divine light with his consciousness, couldn't help laughing a few times, and then enlightened in the void with one hand.

"Fight! Why don't you fight? I'd rather turn my bones into ashes than let the five rounds spin again."

That line of big characters is vermilion, like blood carved in the void.

The endless fighting spirit pierced through the void.

Half human, half ghost, isn't it just for this battle?

Then, the big vermilion characters fell straight into the cave of the Qingpao Patriarch. When the Qingpao Patriarch saw it, he let out a long sigh, and then his eyes revealed a look of determination.

war!Forty thousand grievances and grievances should be settled.

Parkway Peak.

The half-human, half-ghost cultivator looked at the gutter outside the Bone Continent, and whispered to himself: "Even though the Wulun sect still has soul-transforming monks. However, the five-wheel formation has been broken. I will fight to the death to put down the rebellion." Five rounds! Otherwise, death will not rest in peace."

On the border of the Bone Continent, the gutter was churning, and there seemed to be thousands of demons howling and laughing.

Little white bones, there are also big battles.

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In Fenglun Qiankun Cave, Su Mo finally woke up slowly.

He was unconscious for twelve hours.

hiss--

Su Mo actually felt sore all over.That feeling was a bit like the feeling he had when he ate half a fairy bun when he first entered Wulunzong.

However, this time it was not as strong.However, Su Mo hadn't felt this way for a long time.

sore!

Grinning, Su Mo got up and sat on the stone bed.

In fact, at this moment, he was somewhat afraid.All of a sudden, after eating three blessed Foundation Establishment Pills, Su Mo was indeed a bit aggressive.

Fortunately, it's all right now.

Su Mo first crossed his legs and looked inwardly. At this time, there was no wave in Danhai.Half of the skeleton fairy root, stably stabbing the Danhai.Nine dragon-like air currents coiled around the immortal root.

They swim constantly, but do not invade each other.

His own pill sea is three or four times larger than before the foundation was not impacted.Half of the skeleton fairy root seemed a bit empty.

Other than that, there wasn't much abnormality on Su Mo's body.

call--

Su Mo heaved a sigh of relief, feeling like he was alive after a catastrophe.However, there was another long sigh.Because, his second foundation establishment also ended in failure.

This blow is still very huge.

At the beginning, the purpose of the retreat was to build the foundation, but after more than two months, the early stage made rapid progress, and the later stage turned out to be such a result.

It is unacceptable.

Because, Su Mo knew that more than 70.00% of the foundation-building monks actually succeeded in one attempt.The remaining less than 30.00% are basically successful the second time.

For the third time, the cultivator who successfully established the foundation cannot say that there is no such thing.However, there is no one in a million.

Because the difficulty of building a foundation is at least doubled once.A person who failed to build a foundation for the first time, after the difficulty has doubled, do you still expect him to be able to reverse it?
If he could, then theoretically he should succeed the first time.

So, that in itself is like a dark humor.

Inside the Qianku Cave, Su Mo smiled wryly, feeling endlessly lonely in his heart.Could it be that I had a chance all the way before, but now the road is coming to an end?

Sighing again, Su Mo had no choice.

He can only choose to exit!

(End of this chapter)