Waterfront in the Wilderness is Immortal

Chapter 65

Wanshou City, Cangxiong Pavilion, Qingchen brought Baiyu and Xiao Wuchen back with Heifeng and Canghun, and directly paid [-] square meters of innate spiritual liquid to open several caves in Cangxiong Pavilion, regardless of the black wind. Feng He Canghun refused, threw the jade bottle containing the innate spirit liquid into their hands, and went straight to the depths of the cave to practice in seclusion.

Although Qingchen already felt that his own strength and cultivation base were seriously insufficient, whether he was fighting against the Xuan Snake clan or the Tianling Palace, but right now he did not immediately devote himself to cultivation because he was anxious, but calmed down and worked hard in the cave. I closed my eyes and adjusted my breath, and sat in meditation for three days and three nights to raise my energy to the best state before I started to move slowly.

With his mind sinking into the sea of ​​spirit and soul, the first thing Qingchen did was not to improve his cultivation base and mana, but to carefully understand the inheritance of the way of swords that he had obtained from Master Qinghua Sword Master. Integrate and reason, absorb and absorb.

The whole soul sea sword sang non-stop, and the sky-reaching giant sword kept hitting the soul. Qingchen gritted his teeth to hold on to the heart-piercing pain, analyzing the mystery of the sword, and the sword intent fell down, covering Qingchen's soul incarnation. His comprehension gradually coincides with the way he comprehends, adding and subtracting, and turning it into a part of his own strength realm.

Snake Pan Mountain, the land of the Xuan Snake clan, is full of spiritual flowers blooming all over the mountains and plains, and the elixir grows wantonly, exuding bursts of strange fragrance.

However, the visitors were not in the mood to appreciate these things, so they walked quickly into the main hall, bowed their hands to the woman in palace attire sitting cross-legged on the jade bed in the main hall, and said respectfully: "Xuan Ling sees Patriarch Xuan Ji."

If Qingchen and the others were here, they would definitely find that the person who came was the female cultivator of the Xuan Snake clan who had been hiding in the dark and watched them.

The woman on the jade bed opened her eyes, and a ray of cold light shot out, which was breathtaking, making Xuan Ling's heart tighten, and her attitude became more humble and respectful, "Xuan Ling, what are you talking about here?"

"Report to Patriarch, Xuan Ling has something important to report." Xuan Ling knelt down and bowed, and said.

"Say!"

"Yes!"

Xuan Ling got up, and pinched out a few mysterious seal formulas in his hands, a light curtain came out of thin air, dazzling rays of light, Qing Chen and the others appeared in the screen, and a conversation with Hong Yun came out clearly, and the voice echoed In the hall.

The frost condensed, the heavy snow fell, and felt the colder breath in the hall. Even with the cultivation base of Xuanling Taiyi Daoguo Dacheng, he couldn't help but shiver. Keep the chill out.

"Good! Good! Very good!" Sitting cross-legged on the jade bed, Xuanji Patriarch's eyes widened and he snorted coldly. The picture in the light curtain was shattered, and said coldly, "How dare you insult me ​​like this? My Xuan Snake Clan treats nothing, no wonder that old guy Xuan Ye is so angry, if I don’t beat these Taoists to death, it will be hard to dispel the hatred in my heart. Pass the order, and my Xuan Snake Clan must kill They besieged and killed them all, leaving no trace of their souls."

"Yes!" Xuan Ling also showed a cold face, and replied full of hatred.

Just when Qingchen and the others retreated one after another and digested the gains from the Tianling Palace, they didn't know that the entire Xuansnake clan was completely boiling because of them, and their determination to destroy them became more and more firm, completely blocking the entire gate of Wanshou City. Wanxuan Snake lay in ambush outside Wanshou City, waiting to deal a fatal blow to Qingchen and the others.The forces of the Mystical Snake Clan in Wanshou City are also watching Cangxiong Pavilion closely, monitoring every move of Qingchen and the others.

Time is like an arrow, the sun and the moon are like a shuttle, and a hundred years have passed in a blink of an eye, Qingchen sat cross-legged, and the ten thousand-year-old pearl on the stone wall of the cave was shining brightly, spreading the brilliance, dispelling the darkness, and rendering the entire cave with a clear light.

"Zheng!"

A soft chant resounded in the silent cave, crisp and clear to the ears. At first, it was like a clear brook rushing through the mountains, refreshing the mind. After that, the sound gradually became louder, and the sounds continued one after another. Finally, it was like a rushing river and a roaring sea, shocking the soul.

Earth-shaking changes are taking place in Qingchen's sea of ​​souls. The fierce and extinguished sword intents are gradually absorbed by the phantom shadows of the Qingmeng sword across the sea of ​​souls. The sea of ​​souls continues to expand and become bigger and bigger. The waves beat, fell into the water, was absorbed by the soul sea, and the sword intent was ups and downs.

There are many visions in the cave, thousands of phantoms of swords emerge, a vast ocean spreads and sweeps away with Qingchen as the core, the void cracks, and black holes appear.Immediately, Wan Jian quickly withered and fell silent like manipulating wood, the sharp edge dissipated in an instant, the turbulent ocean subsided in an instant, and the whole cave was completely silent.A faint sword intent rushed out from the center of Qingchen's eyebrows, cruising in the cave, and all the visions disappeared wherever it passed, circling around, re-penetrating into the center of Qingchen's eyebrows and disappearing.

The eyes opened, and the sword light shot out, piercing the void, leaving two deep and narrow sword holes on the special cast stone wall as hard as iron, and the sword intent lingered for a long time.

Only when Qinghua Sword Master's inheritance is thoroughly sorted out, can Qingchen truly feel the vastness and unfathomable depth of the sword.It took another hundred years to comprehend that Nirvana Sword Intent. Although he can only exert one-thousandth of the power of the Sword Intent now, Qingchen believes that with this Sword Intent, even in the face of the strong Da Luo, he can barely With a bit of self-preservation.

Stretching out his hand and pointing, a spiritual fruit appeared in the cave. The fragrance of the fruit was pervasive and brilliant, but it was the ginseng fruit that Qingchen asked Zhen Yuanzi for before going into seclusion. At the same time as Da Luo Dao Xing, he was preparing to completely upgrade his cultivation base to half-step Da Luo.

After meditating for a while, he regained his mana and energy. Qingchen opened his mouth, swallowed the ginseng fruit, and silently refined the medicinal power of the ginseng fruit. Surging power poured into the limbs and bones, and gradually gathered in the sea of ​​mana in the body, and the waves rose one after another. , There was no wind and waves in the mana source sea, and a huge vortex emerged, the depths were bottomless, and pure mana gushed out from the depths of the vortex, and merged into the mana source sea.

expand!

Expand again!
The vortex spins faster and faster, and the source of mana expands and expands.Finally, after three days, the vortex slowed down, the expansion speed of the mana source sea slowed down, and the medicinal power of the ginseng fruit was gradually exhausted. Qingchen knew that all that was left was to grind the kung fu with water, gradually remove the chaff and keep the chaff, purify the mana, and eliminate the dross.

Time passed bit by bit, and 50 years passed in the blink of an eye. Qing Chen, who had been sitting cross-legged all the time, suddenly had a terrifying aura that far surpassed the perfection of Taiyi Daoguo.

The whole cave mansion roared non-stop, shook violently, was on the verge of falling, huge waves roared to the sky, the river of sword roared and galloped endlessly, three flowers were shining brightly, thousands of auspicious qi were drooping down from Qingyun, and five qi swarmed and surged out, congenitally pure and pure. The wondrous qi lingers endlessly, and the innate origin qi lingers endlessly.

(End of this chapter)