Fantasy: I’m really not an unparalleled expert

Even though Luo Xingchen had been here for a long time, he was still trembling a little at this moment.

The divine power contained in this glass of wine is unimaginable.

"This is not a dream..."

Yin Xu'an felt as if he was in a dream, everything was unbelievable!

"Drink. Two psychos."

Qingcheng spoke calmly and took a sip.

Then, she closed her eyes, comprehending, refining, and her realm was rising rapidly.

Previously, she cut off her cultivation to atone for her sins, but now, she started cultivating from scratch.

But, after all, she had the practice method from her previous life as a mirror, and her speed was also very fast.

"This woman is so cruel... She has to cut off all her cultivation and start over..."

Yin Xu'an couldn't help but speak, awed.

"No matter, drink!"

And Luo Xingchen couldn't bear it anymore.

Immediately, Yin Xu'an also picked up the wine glass in his hand and drank it carefully and seriously.

Drink down.

boom!

Yin Xu'an's aura suddenly changed drastically.

The source of the gray mist in his body was actually directly refined by the power of Bao Gu Shao's wine at this moment!

And a warm source of pure white mist instantly filled his Dantian...

Yin Xu'an was dumbfounded.

This is too amazing, right?

The origin of gray fog directly turned into the origin of white fog?

This is a shocking handiwork!

This means that his life's practice has been recreated!

You need to know that he is the Sword Ancestor. He was once famous all over the world in the gray fog sea, and the gray fog origin has been accumulated to an extremely deep level.

But now...

A glass of wine for the source!

This is simply a miracle.

Just when he felt incredible, he seemed to have entered a misty world.

"I entered my own Taoist scenery..."

"The origin has changed, and even my former path of regular swordsmanship seems to be different..."

Yin Xu'an murmured, and he kept moving forward along the path of regular swordsmanship.

"Are the ghosts ahead... still guarding?"

Yin Xu'an felt a little solemn in his heart.

His soul is moving forward in its own Taoist landscape.

"After setting out on the road, for the four views...the four views, you will meet the predecessors on this road. Some of them failed and turned into ghosts, some were strong and could be called immortals, and some were perfect and could be called saints. Some people dominate a path and can be called gods..."

"The road to practice is majestic, but there are people who have already set foot on each road. As long as you are stunning enough, you can leave your own footprints on the entire road of practice..."

He thought about the practice after he set out on the road.

Every kind of Taoist practice is like a road.

Most of the latecomers just follow in the footsteps of their predecessors.

And if the predecessors were amazing enough, they could leave their own shadows on a road, and even leave their own trails.

Each road extends forward and has four stages.

Hell, seeing the ghosts left behind by the death of the predecessors, those who come after will suffer the same disaster as the predecessors. If they cannot survive, they will die.

After seeing ghosts, you can see immortals.

Immortals are the amazingly talented and beautiful people on this path, and their shadows will be reflected in the inner scenes of fellow practitioners.

Those who come after you can choose to worship the immortals. If they are recognized by the predecessors, they can move forward by following the paths left by the predecessors.

You can also choose to open up a new path yourself. If you succeed, you will also become an immortal!

This is the path of spiritual practice after embarking on the road.

There is no fixed method in the world. Everything depends on chance, one's own practice and enlightenment. Therefore, the upper path is called the ultimate method.

But aeons ago, great weirdness happened in all the cultivation paths.

At the beginning, in the Dao Jing Land, hundreds of ghosts were walking at night, and dark ghost hands invaded the entire gray fog sea.

The Dao scenery of all living beings is full of ghosts.

This was the source of the great turmoil eons ago.

Even the Sword Ancestor and other figures were at their wits' end, as terrifying ghosts blocked the way forward for cultivation.

Therefore, they are stuck in the realm of ghosts.

At this moment, the soul of Sword Ancestor Yin Xu'an became more and more nervous as he followed his path.

Not far ahead is the place where hundreds of ghosts walk at night.

There, there is a door!

That was the door condensed by Sword Ancestor. Although he did not dare to move forward, he could take charge of some things in his Dao Scenery and use the door to block the terrifying scene of a hundred ghosts walking at night.

At this moment, the door was silent.

"Now that I am in a small mountain village, I am not afraid at all..."

He whispered, feeling very stable, and immediately stepped forward to knock on the door cautiously.

"Dammit, are you still there?"

No movement!

Yin Xu'an was a little puzzled. This ghost was so fierce back then. He blocked it with the door, but it was still beating wildly.

As a result, he did not dare to open the Tao Jing Land at will, fearing that the ghosts inside would break through the door and occupy his Tao Jing Land.

"Are you there, brother?"

"Come out and play!"

"There are a lot of delicious and fun things here. I hope you will be happy!"

However, no matter how he spoke, there was no movement inside.

"Could it be that after I entered this place, Daojingdi was also affected and the ghosts disappeared?"

Yin Xu'an hesitated for a moment and immediately opened the door.

However, the door just opened a crack.

His hand was suddenly grabbed by an invisible ghostly black hand, and he was grabbed into the door!

"You damn thing, you're not dead?!"

Inside the door, Yin Xu'an spoke in shock.

After entering the door, he saw countless dormant ghosts, which were dark and cold, and a sinister voice sounded from among them:

"I almost died...but thanks to your door, you sealed me and protected me..."

A light black path extends from other scenery:

"I'm very curious, where are you now? The outside world actually makes me feel the aura of terror..."

On the black path, a ferocious ghost suddenly appeared.

The ghost was formed by a black ghost energy, its body was twisted, and its facial features could not be seen clearly.

Yin Xu'an regretted for a while, damn, I was careless and got tricked by this ghost.

If I had known earlier, I should have opened this door directly. The power of the small mountain village would have directly killed the ghosts here.

But now, he is behind bars.

"Do you want to know?"

Yin Xu'an remained calm: "Come on, open the door, I will take you out to play..."

The ghost said coldly:

"I have no interest in the world outside of Daojingdi."

"The slaves who have left will eventually return to my path... worship me, and you will see the Great Road to Heaven!"

"Kneel down or die!"

"When this door opens, you are destined to become my slave!"

The terrifying ghostly aura suddenly swept towards Yin Xu'an in the Dao Jingdi.

"Kneel down and worship your uncle!"

Yin Xu'an shouted violently, condensed countless swordsmanship rays, and slashed at the ghost!

But at this moment, the ghostly aura was so strong that his sword light was difficult to contend with.

"The best man in swordsmanship... help me!"

Yin Xu'an was shouting while drawing his sword frantically!

…

And at this moment.

Yin Xu'an's physical body, sitting next to the campfire, suddenly started to tremble, and an invisible black light shrouded his forehead!

"It's not good...he's seen a ghost, he's seen a ghost!!"

When Luo Xingchen saw Yin Xu'an's appearance, he suddenly shouted!

Everyone was talking and when they heard the movement, they all looked over.

"What the hell?"

"Psychosis gone crazy..."

"This is an illness..."

Everyone looked at Luo Xingchen with some concern!

In their opinion, this was definitely Luo Xingchen's illness.

"I'm not crazy...I'm not crazy..."

Luo Xingchen became anxious, pointed at Yin Xu'an and said:

"He's about to be eaten by ghosts!"

Seeing this, Ming Tianbei suddenly became angry and said:

"No. 1, are you sick?"

He grabbed the whip given by Uncle Zhang and was about to whip someone!

Luo Xingchen was immediately afraid and hurriedly drew away, saying:

"Dean...I, I'm not sick..."

When Li Fan saw this, he stepped forward, stopped Ming Tianbei, and said:

"The old man is old after all. If you give him a whip, he won't be able to bear it."

As he spoke, he looked at Luo Xingchen gently and said:

"Don't worry, the village is safe, there are no ghosts."

He smiled.

If there is a ghost, he would like to see it... After all, he has never seen one in this world for so long.

He thought together.

In Yin Xu'an's Taoist scenery.

The ghost that pounced on Yin Xu'an suddenly felt an inexplicable terror.

It actually raised its head involuntarily and looked outside the scenic area of ​​Yin Xu'an Road.

"ah!"

This ghost saw a young man.

That young man stood by the bonfire, with a blur of light and shadow, but he seemed to be the only one throughout eternity and across the world!

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

In Yin Xu'an's Taoist scene, the ghost screamed with unspeakable fear. It suddenly grabbed two ghost eyes with both hands. It suddenly knelt on the ground, trembling and falling apart!

When Yin Xu'an saw this scene, he was immediately shocked.

"The ghosts in the Dao Jingdi just glanced outside from across the Dao Jingdi..."

"It was wiped out?"

He couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

"As expected, an invincible village..."

"As expected of him, he is the number one in swordsmanship!"

And his path is also extending forward at this moment.

boom!

He has crossed the realm of seeing ghosts!

…

Good night.