A mortal asks the heavens: I want to become an immortal

Qingfeng didn't care about the ladder to heaven or earth at this moment. He just wanted to break through this ladder and break through himself.

The Dharma image finally appeared behind him, but he couldn't stand up. At the same time, the pressure from the sky began to double and pressed down.

Qingfeng's forehead was bulging with blue veins at this moment, and his muscles were surging. He was not convinced and he was unyielding.

At this moment, he wanted to surpass himself, he wanted to prove that he was not a coward.

But that was real power. The huge pressure would not be weakened by human will. What to do, he could only surpass himself.

But how to surpass himself, suddenly, his expression changed. He had made great progress in his skills for many days, but he was also fascinated by it and forgot his main cultivation.

Yes, he was born with supernatural power. His master gave him the Hegemony Body Jue, and he embarked on the road of body refining. This road was extremely difficult, but it allowed him to stand out and no longer be bullied.

What did he rely on to break through this skill step by step? Yes, it was just a persistence.

The highest secret of the Hegemon Body Art is to break through between life and death, and to sublimate in battle. Only by fighting to support fighting can his Hegemon Body Art improve.

But these days, he has relied too much on magic power, which is neither feasible nor desirable.

Suddenly he understood, and at this moment, the words on the heavenly book appeared in his mind again.

"The great way is supreme, the heaven and earth are not benevolent, the body is still but the use is infinite, those who spread life are in the maze, those who have form and use are called tools, and those who have no form and use the Tao are called gods.

Turning away from the bright and rising, gathering ink and giving birth to the body, violating the form and leaving the grand view, moving the subtle habits in the wandering dust, that is the most human and the spirit is condensed."

Seeing these lines of words, Qingfeng felt in his heart.

At this moment, the seal in his consciousness suddenly glowed with golden light, and a white light as thick as an arm penetrated the seal and instantly entered Qingfeng's heart.

At this moment, he was enlightened. The world seemed to split apart suddenly. Under the two arms of the Dharma image, two more arms slowly grew out. Qingfeng only felt that his strength increased by another 500,000 jin at this moment.

At this moment, his strength reached an astonishing 2.5 million jin.

He broke through. The Dharma image world had entered the second level, but he was not as happy as he imagined. His face was also unusually calm.

He raised his head and felt the huge pressure on his head. Then the other two arms of the Dharma image also grew out completely. ŴŴŴ.

At this moment, he felt that he was omnipotent and would not hesitate to pull mountains and rivers.

He saw his eyes suddenly open, and the light inside burst out, forming two foot-long light beams. The light beams were fleeting, but Qingfeng's eyes were full of spirits, and there was no more decay.

He raised his four arms and hit the sky fiercely.

As soon as the Dharma image appeared, the strength doubled. At this moment, the power of 5 million jins hit the sky one punch after another.

Qingfeng seemed to sense something, that was a barrier, and it was actually loosening.

Seeing this, Qingfeng suddenly became even crazier.

Finally, after it threw its last punch, there was a loud rumble in the sky, and the clouds covering the top of the head all drifted away, and countless golden sunlight poured down and shone.

Qingfeng bathed in the warm sunlight, and his face was actually holy.

In the distant medicinal field, two disciples wearing Taoist robes looked at the scene on the ladder and were stunned on the spot.

One of them stammered: "He, he actually broke the sky curtain."

"It's really a ghost. I thought that only the eldest brother in this world would be so fierce and cruel, but I didn't expect him to be the second one."

Ancestor Wuyou looked at Qingfeng's appearance at the moment, stroked his white beard and nodded slightly, saying: "Okay, okay, follow me."

Qingfeng reacted at this moment, and took a step forward and found that all the pressure disappeared at this moment.

He quickly put away the Dharma image and followed Ancestor Wuyou closely and continued to move forward.

Suddenly, a woman in a gray-black Taoist robe came towards them. She looked pure and innocent, and her heart was full of sunshine. She had a medicine basket on her back and a green medicine shovel in her hand.

When she saw the two of them, she smiled and bowed to Wuyou Patriarch: "Master, I'm back."

Wuyou Patriarch glanced at her and nodded slightly, saying: "It's good to be back. Come and meet this Junior Master Qingfeng."

The woman nodded slightly, with a look of surprise in her eyes, but she still clasped her hands and said without any doubt: "I, Zixin, meet Junior Master."

Qingfeng didn't know why Wuyou Patriarch was like this, so he hurriedly clasped his fists in return. It's just that the woman's name is somewhat similar to "Little Senior Sister", but the two have very different personalities.

Zixin smiled at Qingfeng and said goodbye.

Looking at her free and easy back, Qingfeng sighed that Wuyou Island is really a fairyland, and the disciples are so sunny and chic.

Qingfeng followed behind the ancestor, who suddenly said, "This little girl has good talent, I like her very much, her master is my eldest disciple Daokong."

Qingfeng nodded but didn't understand what the ancestor meant.

The ancestor said, "Do you know why I said I've been waiting for you for many years in front of the mountain gate?"

Qingfeng shook his head. At that time, he thought the ancestor was talking to the Dragon King. Now that he asked, he must have other intentions.

Thinking of this, he immediately asked, "Ancestor, I am ignorant, please help me solve my doubts."

The ancestor smiled calmly and pointed to a hall in front of him and said, "Don't worry, don't worry. I'll tell you in detail after we enter the hall."

Qingfeng looked up and saw an ancient hall ten feet away in front of him. In fact, there were three vigorous and powerful characters on the plaque - Wangyou Hall.

In the hall, the ancestor Wuyou took out a few tea leaves, which were in the shape of dolls and golden in color.

He put the tea leaves into the teacup, and under the hot water, a strong fragrance immediately wafted out.

Qingfeng looked into the teapot, and the tea leaves began to become full. In a blink of an eye, they were floating in the water like little dolls, and their appearance was very lifelike.

Seeing Qingfeng's surprised expression, the ancestor said calmly: "This is ginseng fruit tea. Only a dozen of such tea leaves are produced in three thousand years."

Hearing this, Qingfeng almost vomited the tea in his mouth.

He really couldn't imagine what the ancestor Wuyou was up to. Not only did he save himself, but he also gave him something so precious to drink.

However, the tea was very fragrant, and his brain immediately became energetic, as if his body was full of firepower, and he could feel that his magic power began to fill up.

This tea was so magical, Qingfeng had never seen it before.

After drinking a sip of tea, Qingfeng looked at the old ancestor Wuyou with a puzzled expression, and slowly said: "Old ancestor, you should tell me what's going on. I really can't bear to scare me like this."