The green-robed old man's eyes widened, and he could hardly believe his own eyes. The way of sealing a town has rarely been passed down since ancient times, and it is mostly passed down in the way of formations. By using the power of formations to connect the world and the power of sealing, the real
The only inheritance of Taoism is the art of war, Tiansuo Tianquan.
"At the end of the One Hundred and Seventh Era, the Art of War, Locking Heaven Fist, appeared briefly and disappeared. I didn't expect that most of this era was about to pass, but it would reappear again. This is not my good fortune! This is the great good fortune!"
The old man in green robe took a deep breath, and then his eyes became colder. He took one step and disappeared into the depths of nothingness.
One stick of incense, one hundred thousand miles away.
This is a wild mountain range with few people and a desolate atmosphere flowing in the air. There are towering ancient trees and old vines everywhere, as vigorous as dragons, hanging down one by one.
roar!
A dull roar came from the depths of the mountains, causing branches and leaves in all directions to rustle down, and occasionally a large shadow passed by. It was a kind of wild bird with green feathers all over its body, a snake tail, and its wings were spread dozens of feet long.
A pair of blood-colored eyes are sharp and ferocious, and he is the overlord of the sky.
Buzz!
Beside a jade-like water pool, the void was twisted. Xiao Yi stepped forward and put down the golden little creature in his hand.
Woo! Woo!
The little guy was twitching, his golden mane was dim, and the only golden star between his eyebrows was looming, as if it might go out at any time.
"Ten thousand years of fire poison!"
Xiao Yi frowned. Like a wild beast, it was born to absorb the true fire of the sun to temper the beast's body and derive its original power. It has a natural fit for the way of fire and even the way of Nine Suns. Another example is the golden pony. Parents' generation
With a tyrannical cultivation level in the four-star realm, he is born a four-star desolate beast. As long as he reaches adulthood, he can possess unparalleled combat power. However, his foundation is weak after all. The little guy is obviously just strong.
Not long after he was born, the power of his bloodline was still in a dormant stage, and the ten thousand years of fire poison is a kind of fire spirit. It is not a spiritual thing, but a kind of poisonous gas that has been condensed over ten thousand years in the place where the flames gather. It is the most powerful thing in the flames.
Strictly speaking, the violent and chaotic part is not poisonous gas, but belongs to the essence of fire. It is just that it is difficult for ordinary people to refine it. Once it enters the body, it becomes a life-threatening poison.
"It's an opportunity, but it's also a calamity."
Xiao Yi sighed, the green-robed old man was not an ordinary fourth-step venerable. He had already built a complete prototype of the small world, and his fourth-step practice had reached the late stage. If not, he might not be incapable of fighting.
As for the little guy's condition, Xiao Yi has a clear mirror at this moment. If he is an adult, the ten thousand years of fire poison that has not yet transformed into a spirit will only make his cultivation more advanced. But now it has become a doom and even begins to dissolve the origin of his bloodline. If he cannot
After half a day of dissolving, the blood source will be exhausted, and all that will be left will be withering.
Even now, in Xiao Yi's view, even if the fire poison is gone, the little guy has lost his identity as a four-star Soaring Cloud Horse. If he becomes an adult, he may not even be able to become a three-star Wind Control Horse.
Compared with humans, wild beast cultivation is more difficult to improve, and it pays more attention to blood. If the shackles are broken, once it evolves, it will open up another branch.
For example, the Pegasus Clan, the One Star Wanli Ju and the Two Star Chasing Sun Ju are both part of the Pegasus Clan, but they are two branches. They have strong blood ties with each other and will not easily unite to give birth to children.
Xiao Yi looked at the little guy in front of him. Although his will and spirit were a little confused, he still struggled to get up. He whimpered and moaned, not because he was in pain, but because he missed his biological mother.
"Grudges in the world have causes and consequences. Today, I will help you rise from the ashes!"
Xiao Yi spoke solemnly. The golden Soaring Cloud Horse had given him a glimmer of hope. Now life and death were unpredictable, but most of them would have died. The only heir she left behind, Xiao Yi would save it for her no matter what.
Buzz!
The next moment, Xiao Yi turned over his hand, and a broken stone furnace appeared in the palm of his hand. It looked a bit ugly, only a foot tall, but weighed more than a thousand pounds. The tentacles were warm, as if they had been brewing for tens of thousands of years.
Solar furnace!
This is an ancient artifact of the human race. When it was in its prime, it could condense the sun's fire. It was a rare spiritual object ranked within two thousand on the list of all spirits in the world. It has passed through one hundred and seven epochs, and it is a half-used ancient artifact.
Even so, under Xiao Yi's perception, this half-defunct solar furnace can still preserve the Sun Spirit Liquid such as the Sun God Liquid, and even maintain its spirituality. Obviously, even if it is half-defunct, this solar furnace still has a
This instinct is to refine the power of pure yang and harmony, which is a kind of suppression against the violent poison of thousands of years of fire, and can make people reborn from the ashes more confident.
"Solar Furnace, I use the Nine Suns' Way to inject strength into you, and use the dragon fire as fuel. I hope you can help me!"
Xiao Yi roared, his whole body ignited with raging golden flames, and a golden divine crow rushed out of his body. This was his Nine Yang Totem and the Nine Yang Way of Xiao Perfect.
Bang!
The Golden Divine Crow spread its wings and hit the solar furnace, making a sound like a bell. Then, the one-foot-high stone furnace began to vibrate. It started like a trickle, but in an instant it turned into a Yangtze River, or even a landslide.
Tsunami.
The solar furnace surged and became three feet tall. The simple furnace body was mottled with fine cracks, but one could still feel the vicissitudes of time and the traces left by the vast power.
Xiao Yi's eyes lit up, but he didn't expect it to actually work. As he had guessed, this solar furnace might not have the same power as before, but it still had some instincts.
This also shocked Xiao Yi's heart. The ancient artifacts from before the 107th Era have not completely decayed until now. What a long period of time it must have been. The ancients' ability to cast artifacts is indeed to conquer the heaven and earth's creation and contain the universe.
The mystery.
call!
The golden dragon fire is burning, flowing out continuously from Xiao Yi's body. The solar furnace rises and falls on the Zhiyang dragon fire. It looks like a stone furnace body, but in the face of the dragon fire that can distort even the space barrier, it is still missing.
There was no change of color at all, but a sense of acceptance gradually emerged.
Clang!
After a few breaths, the broken stove lid opened on its own and swallowed the golden pony inside.
The Heaven-Destroying Spear appeared in his hand, and with a thought in Xiao Yi's mind, the divine spear shrank to the thickness of a thumb. His expression was slightly stern, and then the Royal Envoy rose into the air and pierced his spine with the spear.
hold head high!
There was a faint roar of a dragon, like a giant elephant neighing, and sometimes roaring like a roc. Xiao Yi's entire back became crystal clear, and a dragon-like spine could be vaguely seen, and the whole body showed a faint dark golden color.
The sky spear penetrated the dragon's back, and red-gold marrow blood flowed out.
This marrow blood is red and golden, crystal clear like a fire diamond, with a faint layer of virtual flames burning, exuding a strong and positive aura.
This is the origin of Xiao Yi's bloodline, and it is also the essence of his human bloodline. After being refined and fused with the essence and blood of the wild dragon and a trace of the blood of the Golden Winged Dapeng Mingwang, its preciousness is indescribable. If anyone understands it, the reincarnation warrior will
Also be excited.
Ten pieces of red gold marrow rose up with blood. Each one was crystal clear and magnificent, exuding an unspeakable aura of majesty. This was the power of the dragon and the breath of the dragon that had not yet been restrained. Although it belonged to the refining and fusion of Xiao Yi's human bloodline
He has acquired two kinds of precious blood, but after all, his foundation is too shallow, and there are still some traces left on his body. If he wants to truly achieve the state of being silent and formless, he still needs to improve his cultivation and continue to evolve his life.
Despite this, forcing out ten pieces of marrow blood in a row almost caused Xiao Yi to hurt his origin. He had reached a limit. Marrow blood is so precious that it is incomparable to essence and blood. Essence and blood can be nourished with nourishment.
It is replenished with the passage of time, but marrow blood is different. It is the essence of blood, and can even be said to be the source of life. With such consumption, only the evolution of life can be replenished and increased.
Just like a stone bowl of water, Shou Yuan is the water in the stone bowl, and the marrow blood is the stone bowl. The water can be replenished after it is consumed, but if the stone bowl is broken, it can only be recast. Even if it is broken, it is difficult to repair.
Ten pieces of marrow blood, and a few more pieces, even with Xiao Yi's tyrannical bloodline, will damage the very foundation of life, and he needs to be taken care of now, otherwise it will be a hindrance to his practice.
Boom!
As Xiao Yi's ten marrow blood fell into the furnace, the entire solar furnace shook, as if a huge active volcano was shaking. A blazing red gold fire rose from the mouth of the furnace. In the fire, a small golden horse was faintly visible.
The foal stretched out a pair of immature sky wings, looked up to the sky and screamed, a powerful blood source was resurrecting and surged, the ten thousand years of fire poison neighed, and the black and red fire roared, roaring in the solar furnace.
The marrow blood belonging to Xiao Yi is only repairing and enhancing the origin of the little guy's bloodline. With the help of the solar furnace, the origin of the little guy's bloodline is innately strong, but it was only eroded the day after tomorrow. At this time, he received the gift from Xiao Yi and immediately began to recover.
, and cooperated with the solar furnace to suppress the ten thousand years of fire poison.
Immediately afterwards, Xiao Yi took out the Seven Poison Spirit Wood. This is a real spiritual object. It can no longer be simply called a spirit tree. It is not only a channeling spirit, but also has its own spirituality. Otherwise, he would not have protected him in the first place.
Xie Wu and Beixue Xingtian.
The spirit of the Seven Poison Spiritual Wood is still very immature and lacks fire. When Xiao Yi came into contact with it, he immediately heard a immature voice, babbling. He didn't know how to communicate with people yet, but he was just happy that someone was approaching it.
After understanding the meaning conveyed by Xiao Yi, the Seven Poison Spirit Woods rose into the sky and landed on top of the solar furnace. The seven-color glow condensed and then turned into drops of seven-color treasure liquid, exuding bursts of fragrant fragrance, and fell into the furnace.
This is the Seven Poison Spiritual Liquid, which can transform many major poisons in the world. The human world is vast, the wild land is dangerous, wild beasts are rampant in the ancient forest mountains, and poisonous insects are everywhere. It is a life-saving liquid.
Until all the seven-color rays of light are exhausted, the Seven Poison Spiritual Trees are dim, and the jade-like tree body is also a little dry, but the newborn spirituality is still heartless, babbling. (Two updates today, three tomorrow.
Update, I would like to report to everyone that the work transfer has not been finalized in the past two days, the report has been uploaded, the result is unknown, to be determined...) (To be continued...)