Monkey King, the Monkey King, practiced in Taishang Laojun's Bagua Furnace for seventy-seven and forty-nine days. After he came out of seclusion, he kicked the Bagua Furnace down and was burnt to ashes. However, there was not much actual harm, and he developed magical powers -
He has fiery eyes and golden eyes; but why was he so painfully burned when Hong Hai'er, the son of the Bull Demon King, breathed fire during the journey to the West that he was dying?
The former is a Sanqing Saint, and the latter is at most a demon king in the elixir-forming stage. The gap is as big as a world of difference, but the effect is quite dramatic. Seeing the whole leopard at a glance is enough to prove that the so-called Journey to the West
Seeking the true scriptures is nothing more than a farce in which the saints of Taoism and Buddhism divide the merits of heaven and earth.
And now Tang Hui uses the body of a semi-immortal to make the Bagua furnace, uses countless high-grade elixirs stolen from Yaowang Valley as auxiliary materials, uses the 20,000-year-old Eight-leaf Dragon Flower as the main material, and uses the Heavenly Tribulation Fire Liulijing.
Fire was used as the kindling, and the energy of the Holy Embryo and the Essence of the Holy Embryo of the Seventy-two Cave Demon King were used as medicine. He practiced hard for ninety-nine and eighty-one days, intending to achieve his own golden elixir.
Both the five elements spiritual power in Tang Hui's five internal organs and the demonic power in the lower Dantian were extracted, and under the burning of the glazed pure fire, they condensed together bit by bit to form a colorful sticky substance.
It's like there is a pair of invisible hands in Tang Hui's Dantian, kneading this colorful sticky substance into a pill shape. The pill pills become more and more round and moist, and as the final moments of the ninety-nine and eighty-one days pass,
, finally turned into a colorful "golden elixir".
Next is the Great Tribulation of the Golden Elixir.
Tang Hui was fully prepared. He held the Houtian Lingbao Longquan Sword in his hand and planned to break through the calamity cloud with a heroic sword. However, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the sky above Yangming Lake, and everything was calm.
How is this going?
What about the Golden Elixir Tribulation?
Shouldn't there be dark clouds over the city? Should there be lightning and thunder? Or other disasters?
There was a thunder tribulation in the Dharma-conquering stage and a fire tribulation in the transformation stage, but how could there be no movement at all in the great tribulation in the elixir-forming stage?
Even in the tongue-pulling hell of the Bibotan Life and Death Array of Disillusionment in Jiuhua Mountain, there were palm-sized dark clouds floating overhead, symbolically striking one or two lightning strikes, burning away a few wolf hairs.
But why has the Jindan catastrophe not arrived for so long?
Could this be the calm before the storm?
Tang Hui waited until the sky darkened and dawn broke again, but there was still no movement in Yangming Lake.
"Damn it, are you kidding me?"
Tang Hui cursed and waited for a day and night, but there was no sign of the golden elixir catastrophe. Tang Hui tried to mobilize the spiritual power in the "golden elixir", and with a "click", the colorful "golden elixir" appeared.
Like a dream bubble, it shattered gently and turned into nothing.
The elixir formation failed.
At the same time, it was announced that the countless elixirs stolen from Yaoshen Sect, the eight-leaf dragon flower worth 100,000 high-grade spiritual stones, and the vitality and essence of the holy fetus of Poison Toad, one of the seventy-two cave demon kings, were all in vain.
The few remaining middle-grade spiritual stones used to maintain the formation, after maintaining it for a full hundred days, finally consumed all the spiritual power in them, and the water in Yangming Lake quickly fell.
bankrupted.
If he hadn't relied on his semi-immortal body, Tang Hui would have probably been directly crushed to death by the underwater pressure of Yangming Lake, or drowned by the water of Yangming Lake.
Tang Hui's current mood is the same as that of Yangming Lake, a pool of stagnant water without any ripples. Letting the water of Yangming Lake submerge him, Tang Hui even has thoughts of suicide.
Why?
Why does the newly condensed golden elixir break so easily? And the miserable green golden elixir of Poison Toad, one of the seventy-two cave demon kings, is really so hard?
The gap between the two is like a world of difference.
Tang Hui wandered in Yangming Lake, closed his eyes, turned off his six senses, and thought hard about the reasons for his failure.
The golden elixir of a cultivator is the three-in-one of the cultivator's essence, qi, and spirit. Is it because he has not integrated his soul into the golden elixir? Or is it because his state of mind cannot reach the golden elixir stage? Or maybe it is because
A top-grade elixir is simply not up to the mark, do you need a top-grade elixir?
Tang Hui was searching for the answer. At this moment, he still remembered the opening sermon given by Taoist Hongjun in Zixiao Palace in the Sea of Chaos thirty-three days away. Was it because he had not determined his own "Tao"?
Tang Hui asked himself, why was he so eager to form a golden elixir?
Seeking Taoism and longevity? Bullshit!
This bastard is trying to "never let go of the yang before the golden elixir", so that he can achieve the golden elixir as soon as possible, break away from the ranks of old virgins, and follow Ye Yingxiu to live happily and change everything.
Only those who can form a golden elixir are ghosts!
Tang Hui slowly opened his eyes, smiled bitterly, and said to himself: "Do you want me to swing my sword to kill Qingsi?"
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Yangming Lakeside.
A graceful new snow fell unexpectedly. The snowflakes were not big and timid and soft. Compared with last year's majestic goose-feather snow, it looked much more pleasant.
Tang Hui's small building adjacent to Yangming Lake has always been like a forbidden area. After the building was empty, no one cared about it. Only Tang Yan took some time to meditate and practice every day and cleaned it personally for Tang Hui to keep it spotless.
I stayed there for an hour or two, standing at the window, lost in thought, not knowing what to think.
No one asked without permission why the senior sister stayed in the master's room, lost in thought.
The banks of Yangming Lake are densely packed with small boats. There are direct descendants of the Ye family or relatives and family members of the Ye family taking boats to go out on the lake. It is a great pleasure to set up a stove to cook wine and enjoy the snow on the small boats, but there are only so many small boats.
, just like when the chessboard reaches the end, there are many chess pieces, and the good things are not as wonderful as expected.
At this moment, there is a beautiful woman standing in the pavilion by the lake holding a sword. Her appearance is stunning, but her temperament is gentle and elegant, which makes people more and more tempted to conquer. The woman is wrapped in a white fox fur worth thousands of gold.
, holding the purple sword like a sculpture, has been motionless without eating or drinking for three months.
When practicing swordplay while standing, there is no doubt that Ye Yingxiu will be the best.
In the entire Ye family, only Ye Yingxiu found a unique way to hone his sword skills.
A few months ago, based on the principle of maximizing profits with the palms and backs of hands, Ye Jitian, the head of the Ye family, crushed all the "Marrow Cleansing Pill" in a porcelain bottle, diluted it with warm water, and distributed it evenly to the more than 300 direct and sideline people present.
As a disciple, I gave each person a copy of the copied "Qi-Seeking Jue" and begged Tang Yan to give me some more "Qi-Seeking Pills" so that each person had one pill.
Tang Yan conveniently handed over the remaining Qi-seeking Pills that her master had given her, and gave them all to Ye Jitian. Anyway, this low-grade pill "Qi-Xun Pills" was of no use to her.
The Ye family in Jingzhou has become the cradle of cultivating cultivators. As for how many children under the age of fourteen find Qi, it depends on their fate.
The spiritual roots transformed from the diluted "Marrow Cleansing Pill" can only be regarded as pseudo spiritual roots, at most B or D level spiritual roots. If there are no adventures in this life, most of them will stop at the peak of Qi training.
These disciples can only be regarded as registered disciples.
Tang Yan, Ye Shaoqing, Ye Chao, and Ye Yuting are Tang Hui's disciples, or true disciples.
The head of the Ye family, Ye Jitian, was very liberal with these innocent children and never refused them to play at the lake. Anyway, the Ye family already had Ye Yingxiu, Ye Shaoqing, Ye Chao, and Ye Yuting in front of them. The other children of the Ye family could only be regarded as just passing by.
That’s all.
There are many speculations about Tang Hui, the master who has never been seen before, and the direct and collateral descendants of the Ye family. Some say that he has quietly ascended to immortality, some say that he is still in seclusion, and some say that he has left the Ye family in Jingzhou. There are different opinions.
There is no consensus.
There were seventeen or eight young children playing and having snowball fights inside and outside the pavilion. They were all descendants of the Ye family in Jingzhou.
At this time, a little girl with crotch hair seemed to have been hit in the face by a boy with strong hands during a snowball fight. In a rage, she rushed forward and stared at the peer who was laughing proudly.
His legs were swept away, and the boy who had grown up as a childhood sweetheart was knocked to the ground. The girl was still upset. Seeing him struggling to get up, she slapped him and knocked him to the ground again. After the boy was stunned, he sat on the ground and howled.
Crying, the girl stood with her arms akimbo, looking around menacingly, with the air of a heroine who is invincible and lonely.
There is no doubt that this girl is Ye Yuting, the fourth senior sister mentioned by these children as having a first-class water attribute spiritual root.
"Fourth Senior Sister, look, there is a person lying by the lake."
One of them, a little boy of about six years old, pointed to a willow tree with a lot of snow on the bank of Yangming Lake, and said with a panicked expression: "It's not a water ghost, is it?"
"Let's go over and have a look." Ye Yuting, like the eldest sister of these children, took the lead and walked towards the willow tree, saying with disdain: "I am already a cultivator, what are you afraid of water ghosts! What's more...
…”
Ye Yuting glanced at Ye Yingxiu who was practicing swordplay in the pavilion. She didn't know what to say. It was certain that Ye Yingxiu would become their master's wife, but they were not married yet. If she openly called her master's wife, she might offend the senior sister.
I was so happy that I immediately knew what to say.
Ye Yuting walked unhurriedly towards the willow tree by Yangming Lake, and then she saw clearly that a young man in his twenties was lying there, with shocking white hair, which surprised Ye Yuting.
I kept muttering in my heart, is it really a water ghost?
The other children did not dare to step forward. They were more than ten meters away from the man and looked at Ye Yuting cautiously.
Ye Yuting gained courage, stepped forward and kicked the man in the body, and said, "Hey! Are you a human or a ghost?"
The man slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ye Yuting, grinned slightly, and said, "I am a ghost, a water ghost who drags children into the lake. Are you afraid of me?"
Ye Yuting's heart thumped, and she stepped back repeatedly. She shouted at the top of her voice toward Ye Yingxiu, who was standing in the pavilion practicing sword practice: "Sister Ye, help! There's a water ghost!"
Ye Yingxiu, who had been motionless for three months, pushed his feet on the ground and shot out like an arrow from the string. The tip of the purple sword went straight to the man's head.
The man stood up slowly, raised his hands slowly, hugged Ye Yingxiu into his arms, and said in a warm voice: "I haven't seen you for three months, so you won't kill me when you meet me, right?"
Ye Yingxiu took a closer look, who was this Tang Hui that he thought about day and night?