Han’s Immortal Path

Outside Qingyun Valley, Lu Feng was dumbfounded when he saw the five-colored auspicious clouds floating above the Qingyun Valley.

He had seen a lot of monks hit the Nascent Soul Stage, but it was the first time he saw the scene before him.

"Is this kid using some kind of secret technique to resist thunder? Fellow Daoist Zhao, do you see any way?"

Lu Feng said to himself.

"I've heard of a martial sect of Five Spirits mastering a secret technique, which can mobilize the five elements aura to perform a certain secret technique. This person has just cast a baby to use this secret technique to resist thunder calamity, and should be able to survive thunder calamity."

The old man in Jinpao analyzed and said, with a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"Five Lingmen! I seem to have heard of it, is this person related to Wulingmen?"

Lu Feng said puzzled.

The five-colored auspicious clouds slowly fell towards Qingyun Valley, and slowly disappeared into Qingyun Valley.

The roar of thunder came from high above, a huge black thundercloud appeared in the sky above Qingyun Valley without warning, the earth-shaking roar came from the thundercloud, countless silver thunder snakes emerged like a tide, and the wind was violent. Up, blowing up a lot of flying sand and rocks.

A deafening thunder sounded, and a thick bowl of silver lightning pierced the sky and slashed towards Qingyun Valley.

The secret room where Han Changming was located collapsed, and countless rubble splashed.

He had been prepared for a long time, his sleeves flicked, the dry sun gourd flew out, slid around, his body soared, and turned into a yellow gourd with a height of ten feet. He punched a magic trick, and countless gleaming yellow gravels flew out high in the sky. After Di Liu turned around, it turned into a shiny yellow shield and stood in front of Han Changming.

The silver lightning struck the yellow shield, and immediately cut a gap as large as the bowl, but soon, the yellow shield lit up with a yellow light, and the gap disappeared.

The rumbling of thunder came from high above. This time, three thick silver lightning struck from high above and went straight to Han Changming.

Han Changming's right hand shook, and a gleaming shield flew out. It rose instantly and stood in front of him. Dry Yang Gourd is his magic weapon. Naturally, it is impossible to rely on the magic weapon to resist thunder. The magic weapon is seriously damaged. Will also be affected.

There was a loud noise, and the dazzling silver thunder light covered the stone chamber where Han Changming was. The smoke and dust billowed, and the powerful air wave blew away a lot of flying sand and rocks.

The roar continued, silver lightning struck down, and the dazzling thunder light enveloped Qingyun Valley.

In the distance, Sun Ming and Wang Ning were secretly surprised, their expressions tense.

Their interests are linked to Han Changming, and when Han Changming enters the Yuan Ying stage, they can also benefit from it.

After a stick of incense, the black thundercloud is still more than a hundred meters in size.

Accompanied by a deafening thunder, the black thundercloud rolled violently, and in a loud dragon roar, it turned into a hundred-foot-long silver thunder bird. The silver thunder bird was surrounded by countless silver arcs, emitting a horror. Energy fluctuations.

The silver Thunder Jiao hovered high in the sky and swooped down.

Qingyungu was shrouded in thick smoke, and he couldn't see his fingers.

The silver thunder dragon rushed down, and a strong wind came under the mask, blowing away the smoke and dust. The entire yard had been razed to the ground. Han Changming was sitting on a yellow boulder, his face pale, and a yellow giant standing more than ten feet tall was standing. In front of him, the yellow giant is the Geolux.

The silver thunder dragon rushed down, and the yellow giant struck the silver thunder dragon with a fist.

After a loud noise, the body of the Silver Thunder Jiao burst open like paper paste. A silver full moon suddenly rose, and the ground shook violently, and a large amount of vegetation was uprooted and turned into Fan powder.

After ten breaths, the silver moon collapsed and disappeared, and a huge black ball appeared on the ground.

After the black ball lit up with a faint yellow light, it suddenly turned into a large piece of dim gravel floating in the air. There were some red blood stains at the corner of Han Changming's mouth and his face was pale.

A powerful spiritual pressure exuded from his body, and he entered the Nascent Soul Stage.

Han Changming let out a long sigh of breath, and felt the vastness of the true essence in his body, and he was pleasantly surprised.

"Finally entered the Yuan Ying stage."

Han Changming said to himself, with mixed flavors in his heart.

After many years of cultivating, he finally entered the Yuan Ying stage and was very happy, but when he thought that his wife, children and relatives were not around, no one shared this joy with him, the joy was diminished.

Dao Dao is merciless. If you cultivate to the end, with no relatives or friends around, and a lonely person, longevity may not be a good thing, but torture.

A warm male voice interrupted Han Changming's thoughts: "Old Fu Lu Feng, I wonder if it is convenient for Daoist Han? Let's meet and talk?"

Han Changming thought for a moment, and flew out. He couldn't live here anymore. With his current cultivation base, he could rent a better cave.

"Under Han Changming, I met Fellow Lu Dao."

Han Changming bowed his hand to Lu Feng and said politely.

He looked around, and he felt a little bit in his heart. How come there are so many kinds of infant monks gathered? Is it because Taiyi Hualing Gourd?

"Congratulations to fellow Daoist Han for entering the Yuan Ying stage, my old husband, Zhao Hong, is one of the deacon elders in Fangshi."

The old man in Jinpao introduced himself with a familiar tone.

If Han Changming had not been promoted to the Yuanying stage, he would naturally have to pay a large amount of spiritual stones, but he was promoted to the Yuanying stage, and his nature would be different.

"It turned out to be Fellow Zhao, Qingyun Valley was destroyed by the thunder. I'm really sorry, and Han is willing to compensate."

Han Changming said sincerely, he had already inquired clearly, and it was a big deal to compensate a sum of spirit stones.

"Friend Daoist Han is polite, let's talk about this later! Daoyou Han has just entered the Yuan Ying stage and needs to be nursed for a period of time. The old man will arrange a good Dongfu for you, and it will not be anxious to talk about this matter when Daoist Han is recuperated."

Zhao Hong's tone was warm.

Han Changming nodded, his eyes fell on Lu Qingyang, and said with a smile: "Friend Lu Daoist, long time no see."

"Friend Daoist Han, it's not right, Senior Han, it's been a long time since I saw you."

Lu Qingyang said with a wry smile, Han Changming has entered the Yuan Ying stage, which is not what he used to be.

Lu Feng's sleeves flicked, and an exquisite cyan jade box flew out and flew towards Han Changming.

"Friend Daoist Han, this is the purple pill that the old man personally refined. It can replenish vitality and is suitable for Daoists who have just entered the Yuan Ying stage."

Lu Feng's tone is warm and warm, Han Changming has already entered the Yuan Ying stage, he doesn't mind being a good friend and making a good relationship.

Han Changming opened the jade box and took a look. There was a lavender pill inside, emitting a strange fragrance, and there were many almond patterns on the surface.

"High-grade purple dandelion!"

Zhao Hong's eyes flashed with surprise, and his face was full of envy. Lu Feng was not so generous to everyone, at least not so generous to him.

"Thank you, Fellow Lu Dao."

Han Changming didn't change his expression, thanked him, and accepted the medicine.

"All fellow daoists, go away! Daoist Han, please come with me."

Zhao Hong let the onlookers disperse, and he took Han Changming and flew towards the distance.

Not long after, Han Changming and Zhao Hong appeared in a manor covering an area of ​​one hundred acres. The manor was full of aura, much better than Qingyun Valley.

"Friend Daoist Han, take your time to recuperate. If you have time, you might as well come to the Green Clam Tower to find me for a cup of tea."

Zhao Hong greeted him and turned to leave.

Han Changming walked towards a blue attic not far away. The layout of the attic is classical, the furniture looks relatively old, and there are more than a dozen landscape paintings on the walls.

He took out the Taiyihualing gourd, his expression was a little excited.

When he hit the Nascent Infant Stage, Taiyihua Spirit Gourd had absorbed a lot of aura, and he didn't know if his abilities had been upgraded.

Han Changming took out the purple dandelion and put it in the Taiyi Hualing gourd, plugged the gourd, sat down cross-legged, and exercised meditation.

After a while, Han Changming's body was covered with a layer of yellow glow, and his whole body exuded a breath of peace.

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In a magnificent palace, Lu Feng was talking to Lu Qingyang, Lu Qingyang's expression was tense.

"You have stayed at Dzogchen for many years. You can try to hit the Nascent Soul Stage. I hope you can catch up with the All Souls Conference."

Lu Feng said with a look of longing at the end.

"Grandfather, I have mentioned the All Souls Conference many times. Is there anything special about this All Souls Conference?"

Lu Qingyang asked curiously.

"The All Souls Conference is a grand event. At that time, there will be a large number of Nascent Souls monks to exchange various skills. The Green Clam Conference is modeled on the All Souls Conference. However, in terms of scale and influence, the Green Clam Conference is far inferior. The All Souls Conference, the Green Clam Islands is a land of bullets after all. The old man hopes that you can go further on the Fairy Way. The Blue is better than the blue. The All Souls Conference is an opportunity."

"There will be a gathering of elites in the All Souls Conference. At that time, you will see the real geniuses, and you will understand what it means to be someone outside of a person. You will be in touch."

Lu Feng said slowly, his face full of love.

"Yes, grandfather, I will definitely strive to advance to the Nascent Soul Stage before the All Souls Convention."

Lu Qingyang agreed.

"This kind of thing is not good and reluctant, I hope! It is the most important thing that you can advance to the Yuan Ying stage. If you miss it, you will miss it."

Lu Feng disagrees.

Lu Qingyang repeatedly claimed that it was, and bowed back.

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The Xuanyang Mountain Range stretches for tens of thousands of miles and is composed of more than 100,000 hills, large and small, rich in monster resources, growing many rare elixir from the outside world, attracting many monks to hunt the monsters here.

There is a valley extending in all directions in the depths of the Xuanyang Mountain Range. The valley is surrounded by mountains. A silver stone monument more than ten feet high stands outside the valley. On it, the three golden characters of Xuanyang Valley are shining brightly.

Xuanyang Valley is a large shopping mall with many business travelers.

On the streets where the cyan-colored stone was paved, there was a constant flow of people and shouts.

The shops on both sides of the street are arranged in an orderly manner, and the guests come in and out, which is very lively.

Han Debiao and Liang Youshan strolled on the street, and they walked around.

They followed Ouyang Sheng and came to Xuanyang Valley.

They thought that Silver Spring Valley was big enough, but they didn't expect the Xuanyang Valley to be larger and have more types of goods. According to Ouyang Sheng, Wanlingfang City is even larger and there are also cultivators of the gods.

Before the Zhongtian Continent, they really didn't know that the world of cultivating immortals was so vast. Compared with Xuanyang Valley, the four towns outside the sea were nothing at all.

As long as the price is affordable, Xuanyang Valley can buy even Lingbao.

In response to that sentence, there is a mountain beyond the mountain, and there is a sky beyond the sky.

There are a lot of good things in the shop, but they are shy in their pockets and can only look at their knowledge.

After a cup of tea, they came to a bluestone square covering an area of ​​100 acres. There were a large number of monks setting up stalls here. The stalls had a wide variety of things.

Han Debiao wanted to see if he could pick up the omission and make a windfall.

They walked around and looked curious.

Regrettably, they turned around and did not gain much.

Han Debiao took out a magic disc that was gleaming non-stop, punched a magic formula, frowned, and said, "Senior Ouyang urged us to go back and we are going to leave."

Liang Youshan nodded and said: "Then go back! Don't let Senior Ouyang wait for a long time."

Half a quarter of an hour later, they appeared in a three-story cyan attic. Ouyang Sheng and Ouyang Yao were there, and a number of cultivators stood aside with respectful expressions.

Han Debiao and Liang Youshan walked over and stood in line.

One after another, the cultivators of the Huashen came in and stood in line.

Before long, everyone returned.

"Something unexpected happened, we have to start early."

Ouyang Sheng explained. With a wave of his big sleeve, he led everyone out of the blue attic, and the group walked toward the outside of the square city.

Out of the city, Ouyang Sheng sacrificed a golden flying boat, and the monks jumped on it one after another.

"go."

Ouyang Sheng entered a magic formula, the golden flying boat lit up with a dazzling golden light, turned into a golden changhong and broke through the sky, disappearing into the sky.

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The ice wind mountain range stretches for tens of millions of miles, the snow does not melt all year round, and the temperature is scary. There are some rare ice-type elixir growing here, attracting many monks to pick it here, but the monsters here are not small, and sometimes they cultivate immortals. If the demon hunter fails, he is killed by the demon beast instead.

A golden light appeared in the distant sky, and it didn't take long for the golden light to stop.

As soon as the inspiration gathered, a golden flying boat was revealed. Han Debiao and more than a dozen monks were standing on it, their faces solemn.

Ouyang Sheng held a cyan animal skin, on which was a topographic map, one of which was snow-white.

"You can reach Xuefengfang City through the Bingfeng Mountains, and Xuefengfang City has a large teleportation array, which can shorten some time."

Ouyang Sheng said slowly.

Han Debiao looks as usual. They have left Silver Spring Valley for more than half a year. They have been walking and stopping all the way to many cities and towns. They have seen the customs of various places, and they have not encountered any danger along the way. They mainly killed some low-level people. Monster.

"I heard that there are many Tier 4 monsters surviving in the depths of the Bingfeng Mountain Range. Some Tier 4 monsters are not weak in supernatural powers. Be careful and don't be careless."

Ouyang Yao exhorted, her face solemn.

"It's ~www.readwn.com~ Senior Ouyang."

Han Debiao and others agreed unanimously.

With a pinch of Ouyang Shengfa Jue, the golden flying boat rose sharply and flew towards the depths of the Ice Wind Mountain Range.

As soon as I entered the Bingfeng Mountain Range, a biting chill came to my face, and a large number of white snowflakes fell from the high altitude. When I entered the eyes, a piece of white snow, the mountains were ups and downs, endless, and there was no end in sight.

A thick golden light curtain covers the entire golden flying boat. Even so, Han Debiao and others still feel a little cold.

After a cup of tea, the golden flying boat appeared in the depths of the Ice Wind Mountain Range, and the surface of the golden light curtain was frozen. The cold here was amazing, and Han Debiao and others had to defend themselves, which was better.

Roar!

A huge roar suddenly sounded, like the roar of some large beast.

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