Yu Sha

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Almost instantly, as Chu Weiyang's voice fell, Chu Weiyang could clearly see how the figure hanging in the distant sky and the face full of sorrow, In a flash, it suddenly turned red and surged.

Furthermore, in just the blink of an eye, the flushed cheeks seemed to disperse in the water waves and "flooded" into the eyes.

The old Taoist pursed his lips tightly, and the wrinkles on his sad face suddenly became even more numerous than before.

It seemed that at this moment, he used all his strength on the changes in his face, and then used the surging emotions and the same ferocious face to forcefully endure something.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

But just between breaths, the eyes of the old Taoist became redder and redder. The blood and tears of generations of hatred palace disciples were condensed in this way at this moment in a pair of eyes with indescribable emotions.

Finally, it was like lava that was waiting to burst out.

At a certain moment, Chu Weiyang really saw the full tears spurting out from the old Taoist's eyes.

Furthermore, it seemed that along with the spewing of this drop of tear, in an instant, the surging and endless emotions seemed to be no longer able to be contained at this moment. He held the demon soul flag with both hands with difficulty, and his figure was already gone. Trembling uncontrollably.

The source of all the drastic changes was just Chu Weiyang's words. Apart from those words, he had never seen any real changes.

But Chu Weiyang also felt the same changes in the old Taoist.

It is precisely because of the excessive ups and downs and desolate experiences that the obsession related to the inheritance of a sect has been like a thorn, piercing his mind for a long time, and even gradually growing with the flesh and blood itself. Together, that kind of pain has followed the divine essence and life itself like a shadow.

It seems that such people are not afraid of hearing any further news of earth-shattering. The news itself is nothing more than a stagger from one place to another.

Even the death of life is sometimes more like some kind of indescribable and complicated relief.

And besides these, compared to those painful and more tragic messages, veteran Taoists are actually more afraid of hearing any vague words mixed with hope.

Even if it was just a hazy outline in the mist, when I saw it, it seemed as if a pair of invisible hands were already tightly grasping the thorn growing together with the flesh and blood, and it was about to be pulled out at that moment. In the meantime, the first thing was the intense tearing pain that spread from Jiang Gong to all the limbs.

It makes people convulse and unable to resist, and makes people suffer from more vivid pain and find it difficult to cope with themselves.

In the same place, Chu Weiyang pursed his lips in a rare situation, as if he wanted to continue to say something, but when he saw the expression on the old Taoist's face, he saw the pure pain, the pure accumulation of enduring the unbearable process, the kind of unknown origin. Where is the deep hatred.

In a daze, the Taoist looked at the person, but gradually, what appeared in his eyes looked like other hazy silhouettes.

Those were the ancestors of Qingzhu who were once amazingly talented and wrote their own scriptures but were unable to recover. Those were their fellow disciples who once died in the Demon Suppressing Cave. That was Guo Dian who died on the eve of his birth before a landslide.

That was Chu Weiyang himself who had fled 90,000 miles on the road that crossed the east and west.

If they were alive, if they heard that someone had once stood outside the sea and was called the Lord of Langxiao Mountain, if they heard that someone had experienced the three realms and was called a real person, if they saw how wonderful the Panwang Sect's legal system had been extended life after life, and This sage of the Holy Sect walked out of time.

Probably at that time, their throbbing will be just like this old Taoist!

And at this time, when Chu Weiyang was thinking about this, almost instantly, the Taoist seemed to have some comfort that originated from his own body for no reason.

And it was precisely this kind of emotional cleansing that in an instant, all the troubles of the original words and emotions of the cultivators disappeared.

The Taoist stood amidst the vast world of mortals, but it seemed as if all the dust had been washed away.

Furthermore, by virtue of the permanent state of inspiration, some kind of heart sound that is thought of in a flash is also composed into a piece of music in one breath.

So, Chu Weiyang turned his head and looked at Wu Qing beside him.

"Senior brother, borrow a ray of blood essence to use."

When Wu Qing heard this, he almost did not hesitate. With a wave of his hand, the virtual image that seemed to be a sea of ​​blood in the sky flashed away, and then followed by a ray of spiritual light slanting across, waiting for Wu Qing When the green palm was pushed out, a ray of pure blood essence was passed towards Chu Weiyang.

When it comes to the essence of blood essence, there are too many monks in the world who may have too many methods to absorb and refine it, but only Wu Qing's method is the most exquisite, and the blood essence is the purest!

At first, when this wisp of blood essence was handed over to the front, there was still the aura of the divine realm real person level remaining on it. However, when Chu Weiyang's magic power wrapped it up, it was completely gone. All the charm of the scene disappeared.

It's just blood.

Then, Chu Weiyang turned his head and looked in a certain direction among the crowd. That was the god-level monk who had just asked Chu Weiyang how the Dan Valley was going.

When the Taoist spoke slowly, there was no politeness at all, because Chu Weiyang understood that a true Dan Valley monk would not refuse such a good fate.

"Please, alchemist, please give me a body-sculpting pill of good fortune."

When the words fell, the alchemist in the crowd seemed to realize something. As he laughed loudly, he turned his hand and a bright yellow light flew towards Chu Weiyang.

A wisp of medicinal fragrance spreads between heaven and earth, revealing the grade of the supreme divine medicine.

In an instant, Chu Weiyang raised his hand, the golden and red flags dropped, and when the original heaven and earth were shining, Chun Yuzhi was wearing a crimson robe, sitting down and shining in the furnace of the universe. With a wave of his hand, Taiyin True Fire fell down.

When the Taoist introduced it again, the wisp of Taiyin True Fire suddenly turned into a raging sea of ​​fire under the influx of Chu Weiyang's black mana. As the flames swirled around, the wisp of blood was still there. The supreme treasure elixir was all wrapped in the magic flame.

"Taiyin Refining and Changing Shape"

In an instant, the meaning of yin pole generating yang ran through the fierce magic flames and was mixed with the supernatural power sutra. However, the power of creation that belongs to the embryonic transformation is further radiating the ray of blood. The medicinal power is smelted and turned into a torrent, pouring and filling into the blood.

The living dead, flesh and bones.

And it was during this process that I had an insight into the Taoist's method of overturning Yin and Yang almost instantly. The people hanging in the air at this moment were all real people and evil monks of various Dharma lines. They were the most proficient in the world. A group of people from Kaitianfa, at this moment, sensing the changes in yin and yang, and the unfamiliar supernatural power scriptures, their eyes were shining brightly, and they were filled with admiration.

And it was during this process, as the blood in the Taiyin True Fire flourished, that almost instantly, a hazy humanoid outline could be clearly seen in the lingering flames.

And at this moment, in Chu Weiyang's hanging round Taoist mirror wheel, in the immeasurable divine flower, the Xuanzhen treasure mirror suddenly appeared in the world.

The moment the magic treasure cave shines with the gray-black light, it seems that there are thousands of Yin spirits and gods who want to show their desires. In the moment they intertwine and resonate with the Xuan River high in the sky, they seem to be hanging in the human world. Become the second underworld and Tianhe!

And it was at this moment, when the gushing light was almost unstoppable, that Chu Weiyang formed the master's seal with one hand and gently pressed it on the Xuanzhen treasure mirror.

In an instant, all the ghost spirits were silent.

The spiritual light whirled around silently, as if the underworld and the Milky Way had turned upside down.

Infinite light condensed towards one point in an instant.

Gradually, on the Xuanzhen treasure mirror, a hazy figure suddenly solidified, wrapped in the rolling Yin evil energy, and then in the flash of solidification, it turned towards Chu Wei with a puzzled expression. Yang looks here.

"division--"

Just before the divine form of Zhong Chaoyuan could say any other words, the moment the Grandmaster Seal was brushed off for the second time, the prosperous light seemed to be carrying some origin and pouring towards the divine form. between.

Zhong Chaoyuan's divine form was frozen and sluggish for a moment.

And in the next moment, Zhong Chaoyuan's solid divine form suddenly disintegrated into strands of soul power.

With silent emotion, the Taoist's hand holding the seal waved gently, so in the power of Zhong Chaoyuan's soul, bit by bit, everything that was originally added by Chu Weiyang, as well as what he subsequently experienced with Chu Weiyang. Those memories were peeled away little by little by Chu Weiyang.

Furthermore, those memories that originally belonged to Zhong Chaoyuan, those memories that truly belonged to Senior Brother Daozi of the Lihen Palace, and those that were originally banned by Chu Weiyang alone, in this process, took advantage of the power of Yin evil and returned to the world. In the torrent of Zhong Chaoyuan's soul.

Back then, how Chu Weiyang dismantled Zhong Chaoyuan's mind and soul bit by bit, and now, how Chu Weiyang put it back together bit by bit.

However, compared with the past years, Zhong Chaoyuan's memory contains a full picture of the journey from the beginning of the foundation building realm to the peak of the golden elixir realm, where he controlled the Xuanzhen treasure mirror, dismantled the souls of all living beings, mastered the underworld, and performed the Netherworld. long experience.

Nowadays, Chu Weiyang no longer lacks a dispensable "junior brother", but among the ancestral mountain gates of the Palace of Lihen, there is a lack of such a talented monster who has mastered the true essence of the Taoism!

A ray of ghost was illuminated by the mirror light hole again, and penetrated into the outline of the increasingly solid figure. The power of the true cycle of death and life of Taiyin Refining acted on that figure.

Moreover, at this moment, even if there is no real charm of Chu Weiyang's true form, it is almost the moment when the physical body is condensed by the Taoist's hands, it is already wonderful in form and spirit. mysterious state.

Divine realm, golden elixir, elixir embryo, foundation building, Qi refining...

The moment the body was almost condensed, the majestic aura of the Taoist level began to converge little by little on the physical Taoist body, towards the origin of form and spirit.

Until the end, when there was no trace of Taoism breath left, Chu Weiyang took out another black jade coffin. The general still needed to nourish his body. Zhong Chaoyuanfeng, who was unable to wake up for a while, Cultivated in it.

"Just protect him for the rest of your life. He will be the entire future and hope of the entire Lihen Palace for the entire era to come!"

The moment the words fell, looking at the old Taoist's throbbing and speechless posture, he could only nod his head. At this moment, even though the jade light on the "Jade Book" was already in full bloom, it was also in his soul. In the crazy condensation of Yun, the aura with the spiritual roots of heaven and earth immediately emerged from it, but it could no longer arouse the Taoist's mood at all.

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One farewell to the capital and three changes to the fire, the world is over. Still smiling to warm up the spring. There is no wave in the ancient well, but there is Qiu Yun in it.

The melancholy and solitary sail sailed all night long, seeing off the moonlight with faint clouds. There is no need for green eyebrows in front of you. Life is like a journey against the odds, and I am also a traveler.

ps: Thanks to the leader of the book friend "Qingxiao Farewell Guest" for the reward! Thank you book friends for your strong support! The boss is awesome! The boss gets rich! ! !