Among the four phantoms, it can be seen that the black and gray figure is the leader, located at the top, followed by the purple-black phantom, with lightning lighting up from time to time. Mysterious and complex symbols are everywhere, and there are traces.
Like lines form the whole body.
At the bottom are ice and fire, with the sounds of dragons roaring and phoenixes mingling. The two extreme powers are connected, which is a bit weird.
The eyes of the old Taoist priests Du Tu and Xuan Yantian fell on Wang Yuan. It can be said that they did not know Wang Yuan well enough. Even Du Tu, who had cultivated in the Tribulation Period, only knew that Wang Yuan was there after these four phantoms appeared.
Yuan actually possesses four kinds of Taoist sources.
"That must be the most mysterious and powerful 'source of life and death' in reverse cultivation." Du Tu murmured to himself.
The revival of his thoughts showed that Wang Yuan was about to wake up, but in Du Tu's eyes, the black and gray shadow formed by the source of life and death was too weak and seemed to be dissipated at any time.
On that day, Wang Yuan tried his best to summon the "Gate of Life and Death", leaving no way out. This idea of life and death was on the verge of being broken, so it was reasonable for him to be so weak.
From Du Tu's perspective, he sighed and said: "This little guy likes to fight desperately. He seems to believe that his life is very hard. He doesn't know when he will lose his life. Look at this source of life and death. Even if he wakes up,
Most likely it will be in a state where it cannot be used, and the exact time it will be restored is not predictable."
Hearing this, Xuan Yantian pursed her lips and said, "I can always stay with him to protect him."
The old Taoist priest Du Tu smiled, his wretched expression disappeared, and he seemed to have transformed into an ethereal monk.
"Little doll, how do you know he will agree?"
Xuan Yantian shook her head and smiled bitterly: "This junior actually doesn't know, but this junior will obey the senior's arrangements in everything."
She is very smart and knows that the relationship between this senior and Wang Yuan is not simple, and Wang Yuan will definitely listen to the old Taoist priest.
However, this time, Xuan Yantian was wrong again, and Wang Yuan wanted to find the old Taoist priest Du Tu to find out what happened between Du Tu and those old monsters.
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Time is like water, passing by in a hurry and never coming back.
The hundred-year period has arrived, and this day is the time Du Tu planned. He went out a few days ago, and when he came back, he had a storage bag in his hand. He probably went out to look for some healing artifacts.
The water in the pool finally stopped boiling and became calmer and calmer. The four virtual images were attracted and sucked into Wang Yuan's body, disappearing completely in the blink of an eye.
Little Ling'er flapped a pair of beautiful blue wings, like a butterfly fairy flying from Xuan Yantian's palm. She also cared deeply about her uncle Wang Yuan.
"Boom."
The beating frequency of Xuan Yantian's heart changed and was attracted by another heart, which began to beat with that strong and powerful heart.
The water in the pool rippled, and the eyes that had been closed for a hundred years suddenly opened.
"Lingquan Valley" is the day when all the foundation-building period disciples come to listen to the explanations of the elders. Most of the disciples are sitting on the broad platform in front of the main hall.
An elder with white hair and beard in front closed his eyes and explained the key points of cultivation. The disciples below also listened attentively.
Suddenly, a loud roar came from the back mountain of the sect. Then, the entire sect began to shake, and a majestic pressure immediately filled the sect. The disciples didn't know what was going on, but they spurted out blood one after another, and their faces turned pale.
At a loss.
The elder Chuan Gong has profound skills. He opened his eyes suddenly and looked at the back mountain, frowned, and whispered: "Could it be that the Supreme Elder has practiced the magic pill? This pressure... is too powerful."
The elders and advanced monks in the sect were all awakened, including the leader. They did not understand what the Supreme Elder was doing.
The powerful and suffocating pressure was still rising. The sky above the sect changed, lightning flashed, and strong winds rose. All the spiritual beasts raised by the sect were lying on the ground, not daring to raise their heads, hiding in the grass and shivering.
As the pressure increased, the bluestone was crushed. First there was a small crack, and then a crack as thick as an arm branched out. The disciples sitting on the platform suddenly flew up, with shocked expressions on their faces. They all looked at it.
Ask the elders what happened.
The leader, Tianshui Zhenren, was a female monk. She landed on the ground and said to everyone: "Don't panic. The Supreme Elder has sent me a message. He is refining a magic elixir, which has caused a change in the sky."
The elixir that can cause changes in the sky must be a powerful divine elixir. This sect is only a fourth-level sect, and they are inexplicably surprised by those powerful elixirs. They are thinking, what if the Supreme Elder refined this elixir?
It would be such a great blessing to be able to be rewarded with just one elixir.
In the "Lingquan Cave", the old Taoist priest Du Tu played a few magic tricks to stop the shaking of the cave, and cursed: "You little thing, you still want to demolish my cave!"
Xuan Yantian stared closely at Wang Yuan, who had changed from lying down to sitting cross-legged in the pool. The moment he woke up, his decade-long depression was vented uncontrollably. His cultivation in the middle stage of Dongxu made this fourth-level
Everyone in the sect was heartbroken.
When Wang Yuan's eyes fell on Xuan Yantian, he was not too surprised. Instead, he was very calm. He looked at the old Taoist priest Du Tu again and then closed his eyes to regulate his non-stop cultivation.
With Wang Yuan's independent control, the "Three Death Stones" roared into action. The monument rumbling, and the Dao marks on it derived thick divine chains, binding and suppressing some of the clones who started to have sex. After doing this,
Only then did his body, which was shaking like a sea, slowly calmed down.
The pressure of the sect slowly dissipated, and the disciples and elders gasped heavily. Under that pressure, they didn't know how long they could maintain it. The cultivation in their bodies was tightly suppressed, as if they were being stared at by a ferocious beast.
Feel.
Wang Yuan's body in the cave was constantly changing. A red light and a blue light were wandering between his legs. The roar of dragons and phoenixes were stronger than before. When the two red lights fell silent, the purple-black thunder light flashed again.
Into the top of the head.
The eyes of this phantom opened, but inside were more complex symbols that kept flashing.
Not long after, the phantom retracted. When Wang Yuan tried to mobilize the thoughts of life and death, he frowned. The heartbreaking pain started from the center of his eyebrows and immediately swept through his body. A mouthful of reverse blood spurted out and fell into the pool.
The water in the pool was instantly dyed red.
Wang Yuan seemed to know something, but he didn't give up. He pointed a finger between his eyebrows and used all his strength.
As soon as the disciples and elders of the sect escaped from the pressure, they were moved by a roar and looked back to the mountain again. They were thinking what a powerful magic pill this was. There was a sound coming out. Could it be this pill?
Still a sperm?
Big mouthfuls of blood spurted out from Wang Yuan's mouth, and his deathly gray face was ferocious. He already knew that after he exhausted all his thoughts of life and death, he seemed to have lost his life, and fell asleep as he fell into a deep sleep. However, Wang Yuan woke up.
Come over, but this thought is still sleeping.
"How is that possible!" Wang Yuan roared. As a reverse cultivator, the thought of life and death is the basis of the struggle against the way of heaven. When the thought of life and death is lost, can he still be a reverse cultivator?
Wang Yuan wanted to try, but Xuan Yantian scolded him: "No!"
Xuan Yantian either didn't know Wang Yuan's temper, or she knew it, so she wanted to stop it. After coming out of "Huaguo Mountain", she learned that Zhou Dalai had been arrested. At that time, Wang Yuan ignored the limits of what he could bear.
, swallowing a bead formed by the "source of fire", and absorbing the "source of fire" before your cultivation reaches the Dongxu stage, the consequence will be to play with fire and burn yourself!
This time, Wang Yuan was trapped by his own Taoism, and his pursuit was at a loss. When he was about to call for the source of life and death again, he was scolded by Xuan Yantian again.
Hearing this voice, Wang Yuan's movements slowed down, and Xuan Yantian stepped forward and gently stroked his cheek.
Her hands were cold but very smooth, and the coolness penetrated from her face to her heart. Wang Yuan suddenly shivered.
He stretched out his hand and pushed Xuan Yantian away. Xuan Yantian took a few steps back and looked at Wang Yuan infatuatedly.
"Don't think that I don't dare to hurt you when my cultivation level is not as good as yours. My Dao is different, but you are forcing me to do it. What is your intention! My Dao thoughts cannot be used for the time being. Why don't you take this opportunity to end it?
If you leave me, you are not suitable to be a monk!" Wang Yuan glared and said coldly.
Xuan Yantian was criticized by Wang Yuan's series of actions. She just smiled softly and was not angry at Wang Yuan's words. She let Wang Yuan's words hurt her.
If this woman had refuted or even left directly, Wang Yuan would have had something to say, but this woman was silent, like a pool of clear water. A stone struck on it could only create a few ripples, but it only added to its agility.
"Ahem." The old Taoist priest Du Tu saw that Wang Yuan had completely put him aside. He was a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and watched the two people quarreling like a young couple. He said: "The dog I raise has some problems."
No more feeding, go out now, you can tell me what you want."
After saying that, the old Taoist priest laughed and trotted out.
Wang Yuan avoided Xuan Yantian's gaze, but saw Xiao Ling'er flying in front of him, looking at the two of them curiously.
"Uncle, Ling'er misses you." Although Xiao Ling'er said this, her little body was digging into Wang Yuan's storage bag.
Looking at Ling'er, Wang Yuanna cleared away a large area of the haze left by his inability to use his mind. He gave her a cold look, then closed his eyes and continued to adjust his body.
Xuan Yantian was sitting opposite. She didn't practice any practice, she just looked at Wang Yuan like this. Wang Yuan, who was practicing, could clearly feel the blazing gaze, which could melt any heart of stone, but for Wang Yuan like this
A heart baptized by heavenly tribulations does not work.
This practice took thirty years, but I still have no clue. The reason why I woke up after thirty years was because of Wang Yuan's calculation.
The promise is very close, Wang Yuan is going to the demon road to get back what belongs to him.
In the past thirty years, Xuan Yantian has watched silently, never looking away. After being looked at for a long time, he has become accustomed to it. Wang Yuan does not know what kind of emotion it is, but anyone who has feelings against him