There's something wrong with my immortal path.

Chapter 367: Tianwai bloodline, ancient Taoist body.

In fact, the moment I saw the sun and moon in the same sky.

All the Grand View monks were so excited that their bodies were trembling.

Can you not be excited?

That is Daguan Immortal!

Daguan Immortal with extraordinary talent and amazing talent!

He is the founder of Daguan Immortal Continent, and he is the most recent living immortal!
And now he is also the first immortal to rule the world after the great changes in the world!

The whirlpool eyes of the great world, the sun and the moon are the same as the heavenly weapons.

He is not Daguan, who is Daguan?

Some people say that immortals are the souls of all the great immortal continents.

This sentence is not an exaggeration in the slightest.

The significance of immortals in Xianzhou cannot be replaced by those princes.

Immortal Crossing experienced drastic changes, and the sky outside the sky fell into the abyss of the extreme north. The monks in Daguan were all terrified.

They are afraid, afraid that the Grand View World will be destroyed, and they are afraid that the entire Grand View Immortal Continent will be overturned.

The wilderness in the extreme south is already barren. If the beauty is lost...

Where will they go from here?

Even Daguan I Zhao Xuanlang could not completely eliminate the worries in their hearts.

And today!
Daguan Immortal appears!
The immortal's voice shook the whole world, and all the cultivators in the audience knelt down together.

"Immortal immortals! Eternal prosperity!"

"Immortal immortals! Eternal prosperity!

"Immortal Immortal!!"

Listening to the thundering roar behind him, the second generation ancestor of Daguan seemed to have aged dozens of years.

At that moment, Daguan Zhao Er knew that he had lost the power to control his own troops.

This is the scary thing about immortals.

In the long course of time, Immortal is not only a name, but also a belief.

An unshakable belief, he lives in the heart of the Daguan monk.

Daguan monks have heard about the deeds of immortals since they were young.

How can such an immortal, who has penetrated deeply into the Taoist heart, be able to shake him?

Then, Zhao Er saw Zhao San kneeling down little by little.

Under Zhao San's almost pleading eyes, Zhao Er finally slowly knelt down.

Feeling the terrifying pressure coming from above their heads, Zhao Er and Zhao San prostrated respectfully.

"Grand View II and III, welcome the Immortal Dharma King!"

"Immortals are immortal, only blood is everlasting!"

"The sun and moon are in the same sky! The world is magnificent!"

Raising his hand to take the fairy moon wheel back into his palm, Zhao Liuche just looked at Zhao Er below.

The whirlpool in his eyes condensed slightly, and Zhao Liuche seemed to be smiling instead of laughing.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Zhao San behind Zhao Er.

Zhao Liuche's smile grew even brighter.

"Dear cultivators, please follow me to conquer the world again!"

Before Zhao Liuche finished speaking, the crowd of cultivators roared in the sky.

The charm of the immortal cannot be broken overnight.

When democracy and republic were deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, didn’t some people also think about feudal monarchy?

Some things change not in a day or night, but over a long period of time.

It doesn't just take time to dim.

It needs blood and fire to be constantly impregnated.

This world still needs more reverse cultivation.

A counter-cultivation that dares to defeat immortals.

.........

Somewhere in the sea of ​​bones.

The little donkey looked helplessly at Qinglong Daozi in the blood cocoon.

Qinglong Daozi Ye Qingyan can't eat it.

And it doesn’t look delicious.

Then didn't the little donkey make a big loss this time?
First, he was severely beaten by Zhao Liuche, and then his lower abdomen was opened, and he suffered a lot of grievances.

In the end, nothing happened.

How could a little donkey do such a loss-making business?

After much thought, the little donkey decided to let Qinglong Daozi owe him a little more.

After sniffing Qinglong Daozi's breath carefully, the little donkey brought Qinglong Daozi to Han Dong'er again.

【Quack quack! Kind girl! Can you guys help us? 】

Looking at the dim-looking Qinglong Daozi in front of him, Han Dong'er slowly frowned.

Han Dong'er felt an unreasonable sense of crisis on Qinglong Daozi.

Looking at that cold and noble face, Han Dong'er finally suppressed the uneasiness in her heart.

If I do one good deed every day, God will surely favor me!

Secretly cheering himself up, Han Dong'erfang looked at the little donkey again.

"I...how can I help her?"

Before the little donkey could speak, white air surged, but it was the white snake on Han Dong'er's shoulder who spoke first.

[Her soul is imprisoned by the Eye of Chaos. Girl, as long as you introduce your soul power into her spiritual platform, you can naturally help her get out of the miasma. 】

[A transparent soul can sense all things, never fall into confusion, and is free from the outside world. It is also her destiny that she meets you. 】

As soon as White Snake said this, Han Dong'er followed suit.

At the same time, the little donkey also looked at the weird white snake belatedly.

Just one glance, and the little donkey's back started to stand up with fright.

【Quack quack? Is this the long worm on that big boat? 】

[Why is it still alive? It won’t recognize me. I shouldn’t have kicked it in the first place. 】

【Don’t panic! Don't panic! I have my vest on inside out, so it definitely won’t recognize me, quack quack! 】

[The big pot is still very powerful, with clever calculations and foresight! 】

[Quack quack! 】

While the little donkey was harboring evil intentions, the white snake opposite also started to murmur.

[What is the origin of this ugly black guy? 】

[Why do I think it looks familiar? Why can't I remember it? 】

[My eyes hurt, my head hurts, I can’t bear it. 】

Guide the soul power and light up Qinglong Daozi's spiritual platform little by little.

Looking at Qinglong Daozi in front of him, Han Dong'er couldn't help but feel amazed by it.

It is true that the woman in front of me has a detached temperament, unlike any ordinary thing.

There seemed to be an indescribable and aristocratic aura about her.

Innate nobility.

Han Dong'er has also met the matrons of the big clans.

But even they couldn't compare to the woman in front of them.

Perhaps only the legendary Fairy Queen can compare with her.

Looking at Qinglong Daozi's extremely delicate facial features, Han Dong'er couldn't help but feel a faint sense of loss in his heart.

The bright soul power was like a guiding light. Trapped in the darkness and unable to escape, Qinglong Daozi grabbed that soul power like a life-saving straw.

"call----"

With his eyes wide open and his chest heaving, Qinglong Daozi was still frightened.

The look in that man's eyes was really terrifying.

Is he a fairy?

The Eye of the Great World can actually cast illusions!
With just one glance, you can seize the flaw in your soul and banish it from the dark prison!
Who is he?
Why is he wearing Xia Ming's skin!
As his soul trembled, Qinglong Daozi's eyes instantly locked on Han Dong'er in front of him.

Feeling the pressure of the Eight Cauldrons coming towards him, Qinglong Daozi immediately connected with the Evil Dragon Dao Spear in the aperture.

At the moment when murderous intent was about to arise, the little donkey stood directly in front of Qinglong Daozi.

【Hello guys! 】

【It was this kind-hearted girl who saved you! 】

[Of course, there’s me too! I brought you out! 】

【Quack quack! 】

Qinglong Daozi, who did not feel the slightest murderous intention in Han Dong'er, did not have an attack in the end.

After all, Qinglong Daozi also knew that it was indeed the woman in front of him who saved her.

Caressing his chest, Qinglong Dao Zifang looked seriously at Han Dong'er in front of him.

What a wonderful woman.

Her dark eyebrows are far away from the mountains, her eyes are clear, and her face is so thin and tender that it seems like she can squeeze out water.

What's even better is that she has a graceful figure, and her whole body has a sense of agility and transparency.

After his breath calmed down a little, Qinglong Daozi slowly spoke.

"Thank you very much, girl, for rescuing me. Have you asked her for her name yet?"

Listening to Qinglong Daozi's mature voice, Han Dong'er's throat couldn't help but rise and fall.

Facing Qinglong Daozi Ye Qingyan, Han Dong'er always felt a little lacking in confidence.

Maybe it's because he became the master of Qinglong Mountain, or maybe it's because he was born with the blood of the Kong family.

Ye Qingyan's whole body was filled with a sense of coldness and majesty.

"I...my name is Han Dong'er..."

"Bitter Winter, what a good name, bright and deep, catchy."

"Thank you...thank you."

"Miss Dong'er, I can't repay my kindness for saving you. Please accept this jade pendant. If you need it, Ye Qingyan will be on call."

Looking at the warm jade from Qinglong Daozi Ye Qingyan, Han Dong'er blushed and waved her hands repeatedly. Although Han Dong'er couldn't recognize Canghai Nuan Yu, she could still sense how extraordinary it was.

The spiritual energy is rising and falling, the halo is dense, and the soul is warm and moist. It must be a strange thing.

"No need...really no need..."

"Ye...Sister Ye...it's really nothing."

Seeing such a cold winter, Ye Qingyan couldn't help but look surprised.

The Eight Tripod Mahayana has a simple mind, has not experienced the world deeply, and has a clear Taoist heart.

Which orthodoxy raised this little white flower?

While Ye Qingyan was thinking about it, Han Dong'er also thought of sending a message to the elders in Luoxian Ridge.

Reaching out to touch the jade pendant at his waist, Han Dong'er's expression suddenly changed.

The messenger jade pendant around her waist was gone!

At the moment when Han Dong'er was surprised, Ye Qingyan slowly looked at the little donkey beside him.

In the corner of the little donkey's mouth, Ye Qingyan saw a torn red thread.

Noticing Ye Qingyan's gaze, the little donkey quickly swallowed the red thread.

Ye Qingyan still doesn't know where this is.

Han Dong'er's messenger jade pendant must have been eaten by Little Donkey.

Ye Qingyan glared at the little donkey fiercely, and then looked at the helpless Han Dong'er.

Looking at Han Dong'er's slightly red eyes, Ye Qingyan immediately asked: "Miss Dong'er, who do you want to contact, do you want me to help you?"

"No... no... I'd better wait here. Master will come to me."

"Master? Miss Dong'er, the burial place is no better than others."

"The underworld energy here fluctuates. If we are caught in an ambush by a tide of beasts, the Eight Cauldrons and Mahayana will not be able to protect themselves."

"Miss Dong'er, why don't you come with me?"

Looking at Ye Qingyan in front of him, Han Dong'er still had some hesitation in his eyes.

Although Han Dong'er is not deeply involved in the world, the immortals in Luo Xian Ridge have said a lot to her.

Looking at Han Dong'er's pitiful eyes, Ye Qingyan kicked the little donkey directly in the belly.

"Take me to find Xia Ming! With his brains, he can definitely find his master for Dong'er!"

Hearing the word Xia Ming, Han Dong'er's eyes gradually filled with dazzling light.

Xia Ming...

Is there really such a coincidence in this world?
Then, Han Dong'er remembered White Snake's words again.

That black guy has your master's aura on him.

Maybe... it can really find the master?

With the idea clear, Han Dong'er directly grabbed Ye Qingyan's sleeve.

"Sister Ye, I'll go with you."

Hearing Han Dong'er's words, Ye Qingyan was stunned.

However, she didn't think too much, nodded slightly, and agreed.

Ye Qingyan didn't think much, but the little donkey slowly pricked up its ears.

The little donkey is so smart. Looking at Han Dong'er's slightly red earlobes, the corners of the little donkey's mouth gradually opened.

[Did she come here for the big pot? 】

【Quack quack! Little Fatty Qinglong is still there and willing to help others! 】

[She must not cry to death then! Quack quack! 】

【It’s fun to watch! 】

[If a fight breaks out, who will I help? 】

【Quack quack! The little donkey will help whoever offers more benefits! 】

Looking at the little donkey that was giggling to itself, Qinglong Daozi punched it again.

"Why are you giggling? Why don't you hurry up and lead the way!"

……

Cross mountains and rivers.

Following the footsteps of Taoist Soul, Xia Ming came to the Far North Tianye.

Step by step, Taoist Soul led Xia Ming, and finally came to a dark cave.

And this bottomless cave is the Great Desolate Cave that overwhelms the far north.

The Great Desert Cave is the ancestral land of the wolf clan in the far north.

The battle to Daoxituo City had shaken the foundation of the Far North Wilderness tribe.

However, the Great Wasteland Cave is still the well-deserved overlord.

Because there is an old wolf entrenched in this vast cave.

An old wolf who once faced the Supreme Immortal.

Although it failed.

But, it survived.

What few people know is that the secret lotus place of the soul-stealing master on the road is actually underground in this huge cave!

Even the former Liansheng Thirty-Seven didn't quite understand him. After all, he was kicked out by the Soul Taoist.

Under the protection of Taoist Soul's soul light, Xia Ming walked down the Great Desert Cave step by step.

The Great Desolate Cave is extremely vast and densely packed with star-studded caves.

Inside the cave, green eyes slowly lit up.

It was as if they couldn't see Xia Ming and the two of them.

Just practice on your own.

Feeling the breath of those giant wolves, Xia Ming felt a little uneasy in his heart.

There are five and six tripods everywhere, and in the larger caves, you can even see the Seven Cauldrons.

The further inside, the darker it becomes, and those dark wolf breaths can even obscure the soul's perception.

In the deep underground, only individual wolf breath grasses emitting a faint blue light can be seen.

The halo is blurry and reaches several feet high.

Such wolf's breath grass is rare in the world.

The number of wolf dens around is getting smaller and smaller, but the aura of those big wolves is getting more and more terrifying.

Finally, at the bottom of the vast cave, Xia Ming saw a pair of dark green eyes that almost occupied the entire field of vision.

With the faint light, Xia Ming saw an absurdly large wolf.

It was crawling at the bottom of the deserted cave, dormant quietly.

"You're back?"

"came back."

With this short sentence, Xia Ming felt numb.

In Xia Ming's opinion, this gray wolf was especially better than the Dragon Lord Jiuqu who was above Beiming at that time!

Its smell is very strange, very strange.

Sometimes it is at the peak of the Eight Cauldrons, and sometimes it is above the Nine Cauldrons!
The gap here is simply ridiculous!
"The Dragon Tribe of the Far North is rising again, you have to be careful."

"Sorry to remind you."

"This is my apprentice, Liansheng Thirty-Seven."

"I see."

The dark green eyes took a deep look at the soul Taoist in front of him, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Without stopping, Taoist Soul continued to take Xia Ming deep into the depths of the Great Desert Cave.

While passing through the heavy black fog, Xia Ming's voice also sounded in his ears.

"It's called Greedy Wolf, and it's of the bloodline from outside the world."

As soon as Taoist Soul said these words, Xia Ming was suddenly startled.

Bloodline from outside the world?
What a lot of meaning!

Taoist Soul did not continue, and Xia Ming was too embarrassed to continue asking.

Taking one step forward, a pool of dark water suddenly appeared in front of Xia Ming.

The water in the pool is pitch black and bottomless.

Taoist Soul held Xia Ming's sleeve and walked little by little to the water.

"Xiao Sanqi, are you ready?"

Before Xia Ming could react, the illusion around him suddenly changed.

The world is turned upside down and black and white rotate.

The pool of water beneath your feet turned into a huge silvery lake hanging in the sky in the next moment.

Looking at the green mountains and green waters around him, Xia Ming still didn't know that he had arrived at the Lotus Secret Land of Taoist Soul.

He led Xia Ming to the quiet pool in the center of the lotus field.

Taoist Soul spoke calmly.

"Xiao Sanqi, my master's great soul method is in the water of this square pond. You should study it carefully. I still have some things to deal with."

After saying this, Taoist Soul turned around and left, leaving Xia Ming stunned and at a loss.

"The Great World Soul Technique...is in the water of this square pond?"

"How is this possible!"

Sitting in front of the pool, Xia Ming was speechless.

The round pool echoes the sky.

The water is calm, like a silver mirror.

……

In the land of lotus flowers, time flies.

At the same time that Xia Ming realized the truth, the turmoil in the Bone Burial Sea arose again.

Just as Taoist Soul expected.

The gate of Jiuding has been opened, and the gifts of Holy Continent have begun to show their true value.

The thunder and calamity roared, and the true dragon's energy was able to continuously refine the monk's bloodline.

Tracing back to its origins, the bloodline that has lasted for thousands of years is lit up again today.

A terrifying ancient Taoist body has reappeared in the world again!
(End of this chapter)