If it weren't for Xiao Ling'er's pure heart and inability to lie, Wang Yuan would have thought that this must be Xiao Ling'er's nonsense, because he has never heard of the "mutated Tao source" since he started practicing Taoism.
Four words.
Little Ling'er snatched the wine gourd from Wang Yuan's hand without looking at it. Although her body was small, she was very strong. She opened the lid, got into the wine gourd and took a few sips before coming out. She wiped her wet little face with a smile.
Face.
"Ling'er, is what you said true?" Wang Yuan still asked with some doubts.
"Of course! It was a long time ago. Ling'er went to a place with Dahu, Erhu and Sanhu to play. They met an old man. He saw the hidden Ling'er at a glance, but he didn't hurt me. The old man said
Only when you have reached a certain level and have mutated Principle Sources can you see through Ling'er's formation. Ling'er asked the old man what 'mutated Principle Sources' there were, and the old man explained them to me one by one. This one
The name of uncle's 'mutated Taoist source' is 'Silver Ice', and it is very powerful."
"Grandpa?"
"Well, the old man is still riding the calf, and Ling'er is sitting on the back of the calf and listening to the old man telling stories."
Ling'er's face was rosy, and she seemed to be getting drunker gradually.
Wang Yuan glanced at Xiao Ling'er and guessed from her words that he actually recognized the grandfather Ling'er was talking about: "That's Master Immortal!"
This title seems a bit ridiculous now, but Wang Yuan is already used to it.
That master was Wang Yuan's first master in the true sense, and he was also Wang Yuan's enlightenment master. He taught the magic of "one Qi transforming three pure things" that is still extremely mysterious to this day.
Wang Yuan sometimes even thinks that if he had chosen any of the "Seven Sacred Methods" at that time, he would not have achieved what he has today. This is cause and effect.
Watching Xiao Ling'er drink up all the wine in the wine gourd without missing a drop, Wang Yuan turned his attention to Wei Meng again.
This coldness caused the surrounding space to freeze. If this was the "mutated Principle Source" mentioned by the immortal master, then Wei Meng was a blessing in disguise. Although Wang Yuan did not know how strong the "mutated Principle Source" was, he knew that the Immortal
The master is unfathomable, and the "mutated Taoist source" spoken from his mouth is likely to be comparable to the "source of life and death" of reverse cultivation.
However, just like the existence of reverse cultivation, although the chance of the "mutated source" appearing is not so slim, not many people can persist.
There is a question at this stage, and that is whether Wei Meng can survive the pain of this mutation. Mutations can occur in the Nascent Soul stage, and this power should be stronger than after the cave.
The boat slowly floated in the air, moving aimlessly, but fifty years passed, as if in the blink of an eye.
Wang Yuan stood at the front of the boat, with his hands behind his hands. He wore a long black gown and moved with the cold air. He had an ethereal feeling of being out of the dust. If combined with the aura of agility, he looked like an expert hermit.
"Unknowingly, it has been more than seven hundred years." Wang Yuan whispered to himself.
Over seven hundred years old, he is also a living old monster. Wang Yuan is like a thirty-year-old man. Although he is a young man, he is separated from the immaturity of youth and is somewhat mature, not to mention scheming.
A quick calculation shows that there are still fifty years before the formation space that can be entered by people below the Dongxu stage of the Ancient Aolai Kingdom ruins is closed. In other words, after fifty years, old monsters in the Dongxu stage and above will be able to enter the ruins.
time.
Wang Yuan had heard that the ruins of the ancient Aolai Kingdom appeared out of thin air, and the restriction was that there would be a cycle of five hundred years. It seemed that someone had made regulations. This kind of incomprehensible thing was classified by all the old monsters in the tribulation period.
Strange things about ancient times.
Only outstanding disciples from various sects and some big families like Wang Yuan, who could rise from a weak cultivation level to the realm of Dongxu stage in five hundred years, could do it.
Wang Yuan plans to enter the ruins of Gu Aolai Kingdom again. After all, the thing sealed between the eyebrows of the demon clone is still unclear. Whenever he wants to unlock the seal, a dangerous and powerful aura will be revealed, which scares Wang Yuan's face.
The paleness was immediately sealed again.
Over time, this matter has continued to this day. Fifty years later, Wang Yuan, who has transformed and reborn, may enter the ruins and find the answer.
At this time, Xiao Ling'er stepped on a demon butterfly and flew towards him. His laughter like silver bells surrounded Wang Yuan. Maybe Xiao Ling'er was a butterfly fairy who was banished to immortality.
The small wooden stick in Xiao Ling'er's hand was gently shaken, and a large wine gourd appeared, which was filled with fruit wine. Now Xiao Ling'er was completely dependent on this wine. The fruit wine contained a lot of spiritual power.
But it is a food that can temporarily replace Xiao Ling'er.
Wang Yuan's cave is still in the process of being expanded, and the Li clan members inside have long given up the idea of going out. Moreover, Wang Yuan transformed the cave into the same scene as the outside world. The newly born Li clan members thought that they were there.
The world in which you live.
Perhaps one day in the future, all the Li clan members will forget where they come from and only know that their world is Wang Yuan's cave.
He has also completed the arrangements for Mu Bingcheng's "one residence" and has two monks in charge, so that he can continue to pass on the inheritance safely amid the war.
The last thing that happened was that Wei Meng was in a coma. Whenever Wang Yuan thought that Wei Meng could not hold on, he escaped from death. Even though Wang Yuan had experienced strong winds and langs, his heart was a little hesitant.
Setting off on the boat, the destination is the place of the magic pond.
The devil's clone returned to the land of the devil's pond first, opened a stronger formation and improved it. So far, the power of the formation in the land of the devil's pool has been greatly improved.
However, Wang Yuan only controls half of the Demon Pond, and the other half is in a sealed state. This is also one of the purposes of Wang Yuan's return.
But there was one more thing Wang Yuan didn't know if it was feasible, but he still wanted to try it.
The boat slowly sailed into the Demon Pond without being blocked. The souls of countless wronged souls inside it were dozens of times more powerful. Now the outside requires the strength of the later stage of foundation building to enter.
Soon, Xiao Zhou escaped into the formation and appeared outside the main hall.
Wang Yuan looked at Wei Meng in the boat, put it away temporarily with a wave of his hand, and then walked into the main hall with Xiao Ling'er.
This is the first time that Wang Yuan himself has returned. He is a little emotional and a little sad. Little Ling'er looked around with her big eyes open and started to make comments from her own eyes: "The formation here is really weak. If Ling'er regains his strength, he must do it for his uncle."
Improve it and strive to upgrade each large formation to a legendary formation."
The little guy was waving his little pink fist with high spirits, but her cultivation was really slow to improve. Her power came from the innate formation, but the innate formation was used by Wang Yuan Fusion to open up a larger cave.
You must know that opening up the cave is to forcibly create a small world in the turbulence of space. The larger it is, the greater the pressure it will bear and the stronger the strength required. However, with the innate formation, Wang Yuan's cave is very solid in all directions, and
Even Wang Yuan and his wife couldn't believe it.
The hall was still eerie and dark, with only the dim light reflected from the ground adding to the cold feeling.
The devil's clone stepped down from the skull throne with an expressionless face. After merging into Wang Yuan's body, Wang Yuan waved, and the floor began to move under his feet, and the core of the formation suddenly rose up. Wang Yuan knew the core of this formation like the back of his hand.
He instantly communicated with the core of the formation, checked it, then withdrew his consciousness, and then summoned Liang Yue.
In a room in the main hall of the Demon Pond, the slim and graceful Liang Yue was practicing. Although she knew that Wang Yuan had returned a few days ago, Wang Yuan had not summoned him for a long time, which made Liang Yue feel uneasy.
When Wang Yuan was not in the Demon Pond, Liang Yue also left the Demon Pond and learned some news outside, but she did not return to the Donghua Sect because she was already a dead person in the Donghua Sect.
Liang Yue came to the main hall and saw Wang Yuan standing there silently with his back to her. Suddenly Liang Yue's bright eyes lit up, but she saw a cute and beautiful elf sitting on Wang Yuan's shoulder, but it was facing Liang Yue.
Sitting there, he was looking at Liang Yue.
"So cute." Liang Yue said in her heart.
Little Ling'er's big eyes widened, her two blue wings fluttered and flew up, and she said playfully: "Sister is so beautiful."
Two red clouds appeared quietly. No one had said such words to Liang Yue in hundreds of years. Today, an elf had a sweet mouth, which made Liang Yue very fond of it.
Little Ling'er flew to Liang Yue's side, and her crisp laughter resounded in the empty hall.
Liang Yue touched the storage bag and took out some small things that her daughter loved to eat, but this time Liang Yue thought wrong. The little guy didn't like these, but liked foreign objects with spiritual power.
Xiao Ling'er was dissatisfied and got into Liang Yue's storage bag, only showing two "slender" calves. After a while, Xiao Ling'er took out a high-grade spiritual stone and ate it bite by bite with a smile.
"Ah..." Liang Yue covered her mouth and whispered, this little guy is really special.
Wang Yuan opened his eyes, turned around, and said directly to Liang Yue: "Give me a rubbing of the Donghua Sect's map, with many details marked on it."
"I have been away from the Donghua Sect for many years. I don't know if the Donghua Sect has changed." Liang Yue said softly.
"No problem." Wang Yuan waved his hand.
Liang Yue pursed her lips, took out a blank jade slip, placed it behind her eyebrows, and in a few moments she rubbed the map of the Donghua Sect onto the jade slip, and then threw it into Wang Yuan's hands.
After taking the jade slip, Wang Yuan glanced at it slightly, nodded, ignored Xiao Ling'er, and walked towards the depths of the hall.
Liang Yue knew what Wang Yuan was going to do, because when Wang Yuan's clone was sitting in the Demon Pond, besides practicing, there was only one thing worth doing for him, which was to stay silent with Xu Xiaoxuan's body.
There were waves of cold fog in this room, and a crystal ice coffin was placed in the central formation. At this moment, Wang Yuan's throat was a little choked. He walked over and looked at his sleeping wife inside, his eyes full of tenderness.
After wiping the storage bag, a painting and a gourd of fruit wine, he unfolded the painting. The woman in the painting was the woman in the coffin. Wang Yuan gently put down the scroll, looked at his wife, opened the wine gourd and drank wine.