Chapter 992: Humble Peak Xiuhai

Humble peak, peak as its name, no surprises, ordinary, almost desolate, like a wilderness, dry vines and old trees faint crow, no running water and no one, only a ruined palace, a group of admiration, Not at all like the main peak of Xianmen.
The broken walls on the peak are debris, the rubble is endless, the wormwood is overgrown, the thorns are everywhere, even the mountain road is gone.
An abrupt figure appeared on Humble Peak. Xin Han hit the white dress and stood with his hand down. With a look in his eyes, he looked at the mountain under his feet.
This mountain is really desolate. It may be the most desolate and deserted among the 108 main peaks. There is an old man living in the ruined palace on the top of the mountain. There are no disciples of Taixuanmen on this main peak. Go to practice.
At this time, a rickety and trembling old man walked out of the ruined palace on the mountain, and suddenly saw Xin Han's figure, his eyes shrank sharply, flashing a fine mane, and then returned to plain.
"Dare to ask Daoyou what is this so-called?" The old man raked his body and turned to Xin Han, his voice calm and without any emotion.
The old man of Xin Han Chao nodded slightly and said hello: "I just closed the door for a few days with the help of friends. In addition, the real person also wanted to explore the mystery of one of the nine secrets of Humble Peak!"
There was a splendid color in the old man ’s eyes, and the pressure on his body rose like a mountain, and he came toward the cold, but the old man soon discovered that no matter how high he raised the pressure, the boy on the opposite side was a cloud. The breeze is light, it doesn't seem to be felt at all.
Suddenly the old man took his breath and a smile appeared on his face: "The temple there is broken, but still barely able to live. If the Taoist friends do not dislike, find a retreat yourself!"
After he finished speaking, Xin Han nodded his head, which was regarded as the reply just now.
Xin Han suddenly felt that the old man was very interesting and smiled at him.
The old man nodded again, and walked past Xin Han, and walked down the mountain, but just walked past, and suddenly stopped, the old voice came again: "Dao You want to learn the secret technique of Humble Peak, there is a little need to know, If you learn the secret technique, you will always be the Humble Peak! "
Xin Han Wenyan turned and said: "I have another teacher, I won't go to the teacher!"
The old man smiled and shook his head: "No need to apprentice, if the Taoist friends are fortunate to learn the secret technique of Humble Peak, just remember that they are the person of Humble Peak!"
He didn't speak after he finished speaking, but walked down the mountain in a trembling way.
This clumsy peak has long been covered with wormwood, thorns are everywhere, and there are no mountain roads, but the old man shuttles between wormwood thorns, but it is like walking on the flat ground, one step is a few feet, it seems like a few quick steps Disappeared at the peak.
Xin Han already knew in his heart that this old man was Li Ruoyu of Humble Peak, but he didn't expect him to be really interesting!
With a smile, Xin Han was not polite. He looked directly in these palaces. A room that looked pretty good. There was a shabby but clean futon on the floor. This should be Li Ruoyu's room.
Xin Han found another passable room, simply picked it up, and stayed.
Before retreating, Xin Han used the alexandrite cloth to form a circle of aura of isolation, and directly transported the way through the "Lun Hai Pian" and began to open up the sea of ​​suffering.
Ye Fan ’s classmates drank the Shenquan, and the bitter sea was naturally developed, but Xin Han was different. He absorbed the magic power of the Shenquan holy fruit and practiced the nine-turn metaphysics, and it was not used to open up the bitter sea.
But for Xin Han, this is not a problem at all. According to the Taoist method, he only felt the wheel of life in a moment.
That is a giant wheel that is as dazzling as the red sun. According to the Taoist scriptures, it is the layman who gives birth to children, and the Taoist takes birth to be born, which is the root of the monk.
The mortal life, the wheel of life is constantly drying up, and the years leave a trace on it, like a tree ring. When the human body is old, the theory of life has been engraved with the scars of the years. By then, it is the life of life. The moment when the wheel is completely broken.
But Xin Han's red giant wheel was smooth like a mirror, with no trace of it.
Xin Han was a little surprised, and he knew it right. He was a true immortal. He jumped out of the three realms and was not in the five elements. He lived with heaven and earth, so it is reasonable to erase all traces from the wheel of life.
As soon as the thought moved, the endless life energy poured out of the wheel of life, and the sea of ​​bitterness was torn open. The room that was closed by the sudden cold of time was suddenly full of light, bursts of tsunami sound, and the endless golden radiance.
The golden sea of ​​bitterness and the bitter sea of ​​bitter cold are as golden as the Eucharist!
There is a lot of light, like a rainbow, there are golden waves surging, and accompanied by bursts of lightning and thunder, there is a violent tsunami, the waves are skyward!
Fortunately, he used the Ling Jing Shi in advance to arrange the Feng Ling Array. Otherwise, such a momentum must be perceived by the outside world, causing unnecessary trouble.
Xin Han raised his lips, he knew he was definitely not a holy body. Because of the fairy body, the blood flowing from his blood vessels changed from red to gold, so there is no fuss about the bitter sea to gold.
Perhaps the same as the Eucharist is the surging energy.
After running the mysterious method recorded in the "Dao Jing", the golden sea of ​​bitterness was endlessly moisturized, and all the limbs and skeletons were nourished. His unparalleled fairy body was once again powerful, and at the same time, two palms Lao Gong The condensed Xudan, once again solidified a point.
Xin Hanyu condenses Qi and Blood Great Pill again at the same time with two palms, this time the demand is actually thousands of times that of the second Qi and Blood needed in Fu.
With his immortal muscles and golden blood around him, it also takes time to accumulate slowly. Unexpectedly, when this bitter sea opened, it actually had the benefit of nourishing the virtual pill, which surprised Xin Han.
Xin Han's bitter sea, with infinite vitality, just opened, like an endless golden ocean, he made the path of the Taoism, immediately a strand of gold thread overflowed from the bitter sea, floating above the golden bitter sea.
This is the pattern born from the bitter sea.
It took only a moment for the golden bitter sea to condense hundreds of patterns, and then Xin Han stopped, and began to consider what kind of ‘apparatus’ to condense.
According to the records of the round sea scrolls in the Dao Jing, the four realms of the Kuhai, Mingquan, Shenqiao, and the other shore can be tempered in each realm.
But the first "tool" tempered by this bitter sea realm ~ EbookFREE.me ~ is the foundation of the future, and it is much more effective than the "tool" tempered by other realms.
And Xin Han only intends to practice until the bitter sea is opened, and it is enough to temper this device.
But he should be careful in choosing this ‘apparatus’.
Originally, because of the Xuanhuang spirit that he might get, he also planned to make a Xuanhuang Linglong tower out, but at this time he hesitated, because he now has the demon emperor's soldiers, which is the body of the chaotic Qinglian.
If you temper yourself with this 'artifact' with reference to the appearance of chaotic Qinglian, the power you want to come to is certainly not worse than that of the pagoda.
But he also feels that whether it is a tower or a chaotic Qinglian, after all, it is something that others have played with. Thinking of the sage of the wilderness, the top power in the sky, no matter which weapon has obvious personal characteristics.
Bells, tripods, towers, mirrors, pots, beads, lotus stands, seconds trees, and even hydrangeas, that is what others have left to play.
Xin Han swiftly moved his heart, so why not come up with an important device that no one has ever played with, and that matches his own identity and intentions! (To be continued.)