At the same time Li Guanyi changed.

On the oldest and most majestic holy mountain in the Western Regions, the vast sound of the King's Cauldron of the Western Regions stirred up the clouds in the sky, causing the desert herdsmen riding horses to stop and listen quietly to the sound echoing on the holy mountain.

Yue Qianfeng drank heavily, raised his head, and looked into the distance: "This is?!"

"Strange, why did you suddenly think of my brother?"

He was a little regretful: "Well, Mr. Po Jun is the same. I have to wait here, waiting for Mr. Yan Daiqing's merchant ship to arrive, and then we can go back to Jiangnan together. I have to hold on here for these days."

Because when I went to Jiangnan, all the elites from the Anxi Protectorate came out.

Po Jun is still worried that the khans here have different intentions.

So Yue Qianfeng, who was invincible on foot, was left behind.

Hold this big cauldron.

Yue Qianfeng was drinking and just sighed: "I heard that Han Zaizhong and the guys there have also returned. Alas, I don't know when I can meet them!"

And the young people in Jiangnan recited poems and ran across the stone bridge over the river flowing through the city. Under the arched stone bridge, you could see swimming fish, reflecting the sky and the sea of ​​clouds.

The luck of Jiuding in the two places rushed to the sky.

Li Guanyi faintly felt the changes in the breath in his body. There was charm in his eyes. He raised his palms and then pressed them down gently:

"Come!"

The iron-eating beast could only hear the distant sound of the cauldron, which seemed to resound throughout the whole world!

The pupils of the ancient red dragon shrank, and when he saw Li Guanyi's robes rolling up, there seemed to be strong winds flowing, the earth seemed to tremble slightly, and the sea of ​​clouds in the sky surged like a long dragon roaring towards him. The luck of Jiangnan, the luck of the Western Regions Luck.

Naturally, they came towards each other. Before this, Li Guanyi had already tried - he wanted to connect the Nine Cauldrons' destiny in the Western Regions with the Nine Cauldrons' destiny in Jiangnan. However, all these attempts ended in failure. end.

It's just because the Nine Cauldrons were cast based on one's destiny and the earth's veins. Before that, although the Nine Cauldrons were cast in the two places, on the one hand, the earth's veins were never connected, and on the other hand, the people's hearts were never close to each other.

Now his long battle finally paid off.

From the edge of the Western Region to the land where Jiangnan meets the sea, everyone chants the name of the same person and calls the same army in different languages. Words, words and recognition are the blood of civilization. Those who inherit my clothes, culture and culture are all from the same origin. .

As for this, let me tell you one by one [Come]!

Then the land thousands of miles away is full of wind and clouds!

The fate of millions of people moves with this body!

The great men and heroes of the past, present and future are enough to be proud of their achievements. The three nine tripods are gathered into one.

The turbulent luck comes from the Western Regions and flows through the vast river. Listen to the resistance on the water, from the rough wind and sand in the desert to the warm spring breeze in the south of the Yangtze River, from swords and gold and iron, to paper and pen calligraphy and painting, from the west wind to the golden sword. The iron horse, the pipa, and the bamboo stick go to the south of the Yangtze River for the slanting spring breeze and drizzle.

The iron-eating beast that turned into a dumpling was frightened instinctively. He felt the danger! All the hair on his body exploded.

Looking around, I needed to find a safe enough place. I wanted to hug Li Guanyi's legs.

But just as he crawled over, there seemed to be a huge, swirling force of luck that turned into a barrier, preventing him from getting close to him no matter what. The iron-eating beast Tuanzi didn't believe in evil, so he stood up, staggered closer, and bared his teeth.

Pushing forward as if pushing against a wall.

After exerting a lot of effort, he hugged Li Guanyi's right leg and evolved into an iron-eating beast pendant.

I bared my teeth towards the unicorn over there and showed a proud and honest smile. I am done!

Huo Qilin also grabbed Li Guanyi's arm.

Then, the rotating storm-like luck suddenly stagnated. The next moment, the iron-eating beast and the little unicorn felt as if something was slapped on their faces, and there was a crash, like another magnet close to the magnet.

With a bang, he was ejected.

The iron-eating beast dumplings and unicorn pendants flew far away and hung on the green bamboo.

The tough green bamboo bent into a ferocious arc due to the impact of these two huge forces. The little unicorn was thrown away, but the green bamboo under the auspicious iron-eating beast shook, overwhelmed, and with a click, it Broken in the middle.

The iron-eating beast dumpling fell from the green bamboo and bounced several times. It spread its limbs and lay on the stone.

He fell down in a daze, sat on the ground, and looked over vaguely: "What's going on?"

Little Qilin was tense all over.

The dragon's roar and tiger's roar almost turned into reality. Li Guanyi's sleeves were rolled up, and his whole body's aura rushed towards the sky. His hair was flying, and his own energy was increasing at an incredible speed.

Five dharma images.

The red dragon, the white tiger, the blue luan, the black turtle, and the unicorn all showed their figures, and in the tempering of the turbulent influx of luck, they gradually changed and became closer and closer to reality.

Li Guan has been living with the Fire Qilin day and night, while the Blue Curved Bird was left behind by his mother.

The black turtle was a gift from Lao Siming, who once explored the tomb of Emperor Xi, Hetuluoshu. The white tiger had swallowed up all the luck of Yu Wenlie, the great white tiger sect, and fulfilled the destiny. The ancient red dragon said in a low voice: " A breakthrough."

"However, this momentum, this magnanimity."

"It's interesting. I'm afraid it's stronger than I expected..."

"Very good, very good. It's rare to see such courage. Li Guanyi, just break through boldly!"

"I'm here to help you!"

Accompanied by a dragon roar, a hole suddenly opened in the ancient red dragon's claws, and a piece of golden-red dragon blood flew out and fell onto Li Guanyi's red dragon dharma.

The source of all red dragon dharma is the ancient red dragon.

Today, this ancient red dragon felt like he had seen many "old friends".

I saw many interesting things and felt happy. I was very satisfied when I saw this spirit. I simply used a drop of my dragon essence and blood to help Li Guan.

Li Guanyi, the Primordial Red Dragon Dharma Prime Minister raised his head and chanted. Complete transformation.

Li Guanyi's spirit was completely condensed. It seemed that the surging luck was too condensed and too majestic. Even his own spirit and perception seemed to be thrown into it, and the surrounding colors disappeared.

What I saw before my eyes was pitch black.

The ancient red dragon's eyes swept over and saw the silver-haired girl walking over there. He pulled his claws.

Bring back Yao Guang who wanted to reach out and get closer. "He is breaking through, don't go and disturb him." What Li Guanyi followed was the path of unifying the nine states and the world.

Like the sword of sword madness.

It is like the military conquest of the military god Jiang Su, and it is like the leader of the formation.

On such a path, the deeper you go, the more you gain, the more magnanimous and pure your mind and soul become, the clearer and flawless you become, the inner energy flows, the fists and feet are swayed, the more unrestrained you become, and the stronger your martial arts become.

It is for practicing the Way, for knowing and doing.

Previously, Nangong Wumeng passed the news of the great victory to Jiangnan. With the change of luck, Li Guanyi had broken through the original barrier, but it had not been condensed or unified, just like what the whale fisher said.

Although the quantity is large, the quality is not enough.

Rather, it is precisely because the volume is too large that it is difficult to completely stabilize it.

That's water-sanding work that requires polishing bit by bit.

According to common sense, it is necessary to practice and temper this extremely abundant and condensed inner energy day by day, completely smoothing out the dryness in it, and finally make it harmonious and completely condensed.

But at this moment, the three cauldrons were activated at the same time, and the fortunes flowed like dragons gathering together!

Polish?

The Taoist gate is based on the flow of yin and yang in the world, and is polished by the mysterious method of magic.

With the sound of the word, the red dragon descends and the tiger is subdued, and golden lotuses can be planted in the fire.

Call him a real person and praise him as a land god.

Buddhism achieves enlightenment through a little Zen mind and polishes it through asceticism in the world.

I seek a body that is as indestructible as a vajra, and a mind that is as untainted as glass.

Call him a living Buddha and call him a human vajra.

Military strategists are the most domineering. Entering this world, on the road of boundless killing, attacking cities and destroying countries, tempered by actual combat and life-and-death fights, the sword maniac Murong Longtu, with a single sword, wiped out the entire world for a period of time.

, and then spent more than ten years in seclusion.

It was through this method of looking inside his heart that he could walk out of the Nine Heavens. But at this moment, Li Guanyi showed no sign of this at all.

Polishing?! Tempering? No need!

As soon as Li Guan recalled what he had gained along the way, his heart was full of pride. He slowly raised his hand and stretched out his five fingers. There seemed to be ripples in the void, and in the lightless night he saw, it seemed as if

He grabbed hold of the blazing flame and held it together suddenly.

With the energy of this vast territory, with the destiny of millions of people gathered together, with this troubled world as a furnace, with the wishes of the people as fire, temper this body.

Once a hero draws his sword, it will only end a hundred years of calamity for the common people! Boom!!!

Nine-color sacred deer, southwest auspiciousness, ancient red dragon.

Representing part of the characteristics of the three tripods, all three exude a force, and their faint positions correspond to the three talents of heaven, earth and man. The dragon scales have a strange color, and the ancient red dragon can't help but curse: "You What are you going to do, you little guy?!!"

"Do you want me to live for eight hundred years?!"

The Nine-Colored Divine Deer said in a soft voice: "It is not necessary to have a life span of eight hundred years." The Black Tiger Tiger and the Sun Divine Bird were confused: "What eight hundred?"

The iron-eating beast was confused: "Eight-hundred-year-old bamboo?!" "The longevity bamboo is not delicious." The ancient red dragon:....

He sneered and said that he didn't care. Not at all!
To be continued...