Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

  Chapter 35: The Ultimate Realm

   Three days later, outside Zhuoguang Mountain.

  A one-horned rhino was carrying an old man in gray, walking slowly on the mountain road.

   "Is the one in front the Zhuoguang Mountain? It's a beautiful place! It's really a good place!"

  The old man looked at the distant mountain peak and said in admiration.

   At this time, Shangguan Yu, who has restrained all his breath, is like an ordinary old man.

   If it weren't for the one-horned rhinoceros under his crotch, he would be regarded as an ordinary mountain person by anyone who saw him. No one would have thought that he was the contemporary suzerain of the Scarlet Fire Demon Sect, the unparalleled devil who traversed Dongling County.

   "That mysterious powerhouse... should stay away?"

   Shangguan Yu looked towards the south with lingering fears, but he finally couldn't feel the terrifying sword intent left behind.

   "Forget it, I'll be more cautious. I'll stay here for two days, and then go to Zhuoguang Mountain."

   In the harsh environment of the Demon Sect, he can cultivate to the ninth floor of the Yangshen Realm and ascend to the position of the suzerain. Being cautious is definitely a way of survival that he knows three points better than others.

   However, at his level, he also has anxiety.

He jumped off the one-horned rhinoceros and landed on the cliff: "This seat has been trapped at the peak of the Yangshen Realm for 30 years, and repeated retreats and hard work have no effect. I am afraid that I have encountered a rare bottleneck, and non-ordinary means can break through. ."

   Thinking of this, Shangguan Yu sighed slightly.

   He stretched out his hand and sucked the huge one-horned rhino into his palm, which spurted red flames.

   The one-horned rhino was in pain, and immediately struggled and roared.

   But Shangguan Yu was indifferent, curled his fingers, and quickly burned it to ashes.

   As a result, there are no traces. Except for Zhou Yimo, no one will know that he has come to Zhuoguang Mountain.

  …

  Lingshu View, Sanqing Hall.

  Zhanhong cleaned the clean Taoist statue again, looked at Qingquan beside him and asked, "Since I have settled in Lingshu Temple, do I want to take a Taoist name?"

  Qingquan opened his eyes and said with a smile: "You are a Taoist who has not received ordination. What Taoist name do you want. However, if you want it, I'll get one for you?"

  Zhanhong curiously said, "I'm sorry, the Taoist priest."

   Qingquan rubbed his head and smiled and said, "I think you're going to take a break from your thoughts, why don't you just call it a day off!"

  Zhanhong: "…"

   What a bad name.

   However, he didn't care about Qingquan, he picked up his broom and said, "Let me think about it."

   While they were chatting.

   Zhang Ming stood in front of the incense burner, with worry in his eyes.

  【Daily Quest】You have repeatedly disrupted the plans of the Red Fire Demon Sect, successfully attracting the attention of the Sect Master Shangguan Yu. He is about to visit Lingshu Temple in person, please stick to it and survive for 3 days

  【Current progress】1/3

   If you are really worried, just come.

   Zhang Ming is a little speechless, you are a dignified Demon Sect sect master, a boss on the ninth floor of the Yangshen Realm, don't go to the Qiongyu Sword Sect to trouble you, what are you doing at my small Taoist temple.

   "What a disaster!"

   He kind of wanted to slap that bad old man Murphy.

   However, it's a bit strange, why is it a daily task?

  The task of the mandrill is an adventure task, and the task of the Qiongyu Sword Sect is a challenge task, both of which are higher-end than usual.

   Could it be that the suzerain of the Scarlet Fire Demon Sect, the powerhouse at the peak of the Yangshen Realm, is not as good as them?

   "Qingquan, Zhanhong, you two don't run around recently, and don't go to the lock demon tower."

   Zhang Ming entered the hall and warned the two of them.

  Qingquan said like a good baby: "Senior brother, don't worry, brother, I do things in my own way."

  Zhanhong also nodded: "Don't worry, the Taoist priest."

  Although you can sign in at the lock demon tower, it is not impossible to give up a few days.

   Zhang Ming turned around and wanted to leave when he saw their promise.

   But at this moment, his body trembled slightly, and after nine rounds of work, a thick white gas permeated his body, and immediately contracted into his body, turned into a bubbling liquid, and returned to the lower Dantian position, solidifying into a crystal clear regular polyhedron in a blink of an eye.

   Each facet, like a mirror, is endlessly connected together.

   From a distance, it looks like a smooth ice bead.

   Layers of frost then appeared on Zhang Ming's body, extending to the surrounding area.

   Qingquan and Zhanhong were stunned.

"This is…"

   "Condensing the element nine turns, transforming the liquid into a pill!"

   Qingquan had no experience, and while he was still pondering, he heard Zhanhong shout the next sentence.

   He stared at his senior brother, unable to hide his shock: "Return to...return to one world!?"

  I'm still polishing the ninth layer of Qi-nourishing realm.

   Senior Brother just broke through to the realm of unity?

  Zhanhong once reached this realm, nodded, and sighed: "I didn't expect that the elder Qing Hui was only in the realm. No, he used to be Ningyuan..."

   He held Qing Hui Daoist very high.

   Now that I have seen the realm of the other party with my own eyes, I don’t know why there is a trace of loss.

   It turns out that the Taoist priest is not a high-ranking god, but just like himself, a mortal struggling to practice.

   Zhang Ming didn't know what they were thinking, but he was quite curious. Now he was promoted to the realm of normalization?

   Why don't you feel anything at all?

   He remembered the introduction of Sanzhuan Chongyuan Gong.

  【Every time you rework your scattered work, you can purify your true essence once, and rework it 99 times to reach the peak of this realm. In addition, you can avoid the bottleneck of the unity realm by practicing in the condensed essence realm】

   At this time, he knew what it meant to avoid bottlenecks!

  A normal person who cultivates to the ninth floor of the Condensation Origin Realm has to be stuck for a period of time. Only by continuously refining the True Essence, making the condensate into ice, and then polishing the ice edges to make them round and smooth, can they form the original life pill.

  However, Zhang Ming's three-turn Chongyuan Gong has been rebuilt 99 times, and he has already reached the peak of this world.

   Therefore, in the last nine-turn performance, he naturally passed the bottleneck of the peak of the condensing essence.

   "It turns out that this is the realm of reunification!"

   Zhang Ming was overjoyed, only to feel that the Yuan Dan of his life revolved with his mind, giving birth to extremely pure vitality.

   He stretched out his hand, and a thin layer of frost formed on the palm of his hand.

   At this point, he finally understood.

  The first stage of cultivation is to quench the body, the second stage is to nourish qi, and the third stage is to condense the essence.

   Now, in the realm of reunification, it condenses the liquid into a solid, that is, the formation of the Yuan Dan!

  The next step is to shape life.

  According to the records, with the mind as the sword and the meaning as the front, the natal Yuan Dan was sculpted into his own destiny.

   Everyone’s destiny is different.

  Abilities are also different.

  However, the moment the Fate statue opens its eyes, the ice breaks the womb, the womb and the meaning fit together, and life emerges from the fire, thus giving birth to the primordial spirit, which is the realm of the Yang God!

   However, these are still far from Zhang Ming.

   The most urgent task is to practice the appropriate exercises as soon as possible, and cultivate and grow the Yuan Dan.

   However, when Zhan Hong saw the frost on his palm, he was stunned!

   "Well? The color is clear and the vitality is like frost. Could this be... this is the true essence of the extreme way!"

   His breathing was rapid.

   The vitality is pure and pure, condensed like white frost, and scattered into colorless, this is exactly what he has dreamed of, and he is constantly striving for the true essence of the extreme way!

   "Sure enough, I underestimated Daoist Qing Hui!"

  Zhanhong's lips are bitter, and everything he has been asking for, now seems to be effortless in the eyes of the other party.

  Compared with Daoist Qing Hui, even if you sign in and condense more Yuandan...what's the point?

   (end of this chapter)