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There was a violent noise, and Yuan Futu felt as if his whole body was being torn apart. One hundred and eight thousand pores were completely opened, breathing out dark black turbid air, exuding an unpleasant stench, and drops of black blood seeped through. It came out and dyed his whole body black.

Fang is really distressed, Tianxuan is close to the eighth rank among the tenth rank of pills, and it takes hundreds of years to make it, and the medicinal materials consumed may not be able to find it even if all the power of a country is exhausted Quan, I didn't expect that it would be too wasteful to just help a mortal cut hair and wash the marrow and awaken the primordial spirit sea at this time.

With the changes in his body, Yuan Futu found that earth-shaking changes were also taking place inside his physical body. When he closed his eyes, he saw a strange scene. The matter is slowly wriggling, shaped like a sphere, and inside the sphere, the endless moon-white light erupts completely from the inside out, showing cracks one after another.

Yuan Futu couldn't help roaring loudly, he suddenly felt a burst of extreme pain sweeping his whole body from the inside out, like barbs growing in the blood vessels, bone marrow, and muscles.

The pain lasted for a long time, almost exhausting Yuan Futu's mental strength, and it took an unknown amount of time before it gradually dissipated.

Yuan Futu opened his eyes, saw the dirty blood around him, took a deep breath, felt extremely clear-headed, and seemed to have inexhaustible strength all over his body.

"What a powerful pill, this feeling is great!"

Yuan Futu was so excited that he raised his head, only to find that Fang Zhenku was sitting on the wooden chair, and he had turned into a shriveled old man, exuding a rotten smell all over his body, and he was obviously dying. .

"Entrance, Hunyuan, Fashen, Huanxu, Tianmang, Huatian, and Guishen are the seven realms of practicing longevity..."

Entering the Way Realm, awakening the primordial spirit sea, one can feel the vitality of the heavens and the earth, and derive the primordial force, but cannot store it with oneself as a container.

In the Hunyuan Realm, natal pearls are condensed in the Yuanshen Sea, which can guide the vitality of the world into the Lingbao, exert its power, and fly with the sword, and the derived Yuanli is more pure and powerful.

In the realm of Fashen, the imprint of the primordial spirit is formed on the natal bead, causing a qualitative change in the primordial force, reaching the point of true essence.

Returning to the Void Realm, the primordial spirit imprinted a great success, and the natal pearl further transformed into an elemental gold elixir.

In the Tianmang state, the golden core is strong enough to drive the true energy to condense the dharma.

Transforming the heavenly realm, materializing the law, you can get rid of the host body, and kill people thousands of miles away.

Returning to the realm of the gods, the dharma is disillusioned, the golden core is perfect, and it is about to face the supreme catastrophe.

Listening to Fang really struggling to explain the mysteries of these realms, Yuan Futu just tried his best to memorize them in his mind, but he didn't understand the meaning at all, that is, he vaguely knew that he was swallowing Xuantian*** After that, Yuanshenhai was able to awaken, so he is now considered to be in the early stage of his journey.

"I...will not be able to hold on any longer. I have notified Jianzong before, and soon...they will...send someone here. At that time...you give this letter to them, and they will understand " Fang Zhenzhen stretched out his trembling hand and handed a letter to Yuan Futu.

Yuan Futu put away the letter paper, although he only had a few hours of master-student relationship, he couldn't bear to watch Fang Zhenzhen die like this, and said, "Don't worry...Master."

Fang really raised the corners of his mouth slowly. He has a quirky personality. Although he is powerful, he never accepts apprentices. He never thought that he would accept a disciple of a man when he was dying. But now when he hears the word "Master", he feels sincerely Happy, then leaned weakly on the back of the chair and said: "Li Cangtian... the old man will come to accompany you... fight another three hundred rounds..."

The voice has not yet fallen, and the vitality is gone.

Yuan Futu sat on the ground, thinking about what Fang Zhenzhen had said before, he couldn't help muttering: "If my stick falls on Master's head, what will happen? Li Cangtian said that he wants me to be a demon Elder, not only the secret medicine pills, but also the suzerain’s true biography, it’s not enough to think about master’s stuff... Anyway, let’s bury him first.”

Just about to get up, suddenly two bright white lights lit up outside the window, piercing the night sky, and the next moment, the wooden door was blown to pieces with a thud, and two young men and women in cloud-patterned green clothes stood in front of the door, looking at the already Fang Zhenzhen, who died, knelt on the ground immediately, and said in a shy voice, "Old Fang Yuan...has passed away?"

Yuan Futu nodded, "You just died not long ago, who are you?"

The man said: "I am Ao Tianbo, an inner disciple of Tianxuan Sword Sect, and this is my junior sister Mo Xiaolian."

"It came so fast, he said he has a letter for you." Yuan Futu handed the suicide note to Ao Tianbo.

Ao Tianbo was considered to be of a higher seniority among the disciples of the inner sect. After opening the letter, he took a closer look, and his expression changed drastically. He looked at Yuan Futu in shock, and said in a trembling voice: "Fang... Elder Fang Yuan gave you the mantle and bowl. ?”

Yuan Futu put his hips on his hips, laughed and said: "That's right, the master who just paid homage, kowtowed three times and gave me a token." Then, he put the senior's personal token on Ao Tianbo's Shaking in front of his face.

Mo Xiaolian looked at the dirty blood all over the floor, frowned and said, "You just cut the hair and washed the marrow, and the Yuanshenhai has also awakened?"

"Master gave me some kind of black pill. It doesn't taste good, but the effect is good. I feel that my strength is much stronger than before."

Ao Tianbo almost fainted when he heard it. The preciousness of Tianxuan's body is really unimaginable. Why would Elder Fang cut this guy's hair and wash his marrow? After reading on, he understood what was going on. He also became solemn, and said in a deep voice: "In this case, please... Please, the elders, follow us back to Jianzong."

"Good boy." Yuan Futu was in full bloom. Although he didn't know how big the senior official was, he seemed to be very useful, and scared the two inner disciples into quails.

The three words "Imperial Court Realm" are widely circulated in the towns at the foot of the mountain. Everyone yearns for it, thinking that it is a place where one can obtain immortality. They never thought that such a rare opportunity would come to them with a stick. Futu couldn't help being excited, took some clothes from the wooden house, and set off with the two inner disciples.

Ao Tianbo stood in front of the wooden house, twiddling the sword formula in his hand, a straight stream of light suddenly appeared in front of him, he stepped on his white boots lightly, and said: "Come on."

"Is this the fabled sword flight?" Yuan Futu had heard of this method of flying in the sky, but had never experienced it before, so he immediately became excited.

"Well, if you have cultivated yourself to the Hunyuan realm, you can use the spirit treasure to fly in the air after condensing the 'Natural Orb'."

Seeing that Mo Xiaolian at the side also sacrificed the spirit treasure, Yuan Futu stepped on it cautiously, Ao Tianbo immediately raised his hand, the sword light on the sole of his foot trembled, and disappeared into the vast sky immediately.

Floating clouds passed by like the wind, and the mountains and rivers under the feet gradually became clear. The huge city was only the size of a grain of rice at this time, and the distance of thousands of miles was fleeting. Yuan Futu sat cross-legged on the top of the sword light, smiling Ao Tianbo, who was in control of Feijian, was enjoying the beautiful scenery with great interest. If he hadn't been commanded back and forth by this inexplicable elder along the way and watched the scenery for several hours, he would have arrived long ago.

At this moment, the sky is cloudless for thousands of miles, and countless peaks can be seen not far away, like a sharp sword rising from the ground, piercing the clouds and mist horizontally, revealing an extremely sharp smell, and in the depths of the mountain, one can faintly see ancient city.

"This is the Tianxuan Sword Sect?!" Yuan Futu was extremely shocked, and his field of vision was only limited to the towns at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. He did not expect that this ancient city was bigger than ten towns, surrounded by misty clouds and mist. Such as Penglai Wonderland.

Tianxuan Sword Sect is located near Beiman Mountain, surrounded by mountains on three sides, the north wind does not come, surrounded by steep peaks that can't be seen at a glance, with Crescent Lake in front and Qinglu Cliff in the back, gathering hundreds of miles of heaven and earth Vitality is impeccable in terms of feng shui pattern, and only such a place full of aura is suitable for disciples of Sword Sect to practice.

At this moment, not far away, a haze-like stream of light rose slowly, whistling from far to near, Yuan Futu opened his eyes wide, and only saw a woman standing in the colorful haze, a woman with an overwhelming beauty , A woman who looks like a fairy.

Shengxue is dressed in white clothes. Although he is wearing a slightly loose Taoist robe of Xuanqing, he still outlines that seductive perfect curve in the wind, with uneven, fat-like skin and delicate and tender cheeks. Thousands of obsequiousness, mature and graceful, enough to drive all male creatures crazy.

Ao Tianbo's darkened face suddenly turned extremely red, he looked nervous and a bit shy, he couldn't help turning his head away, but Mo Xiaolian couldn't lift his head with jealousy, only Yuan Futu, chubby, opened his eyes. Two eyes, a drop of saliva has flowed down the mouth.

"Have you seen enough?!"