Chapter 214: Discoloration

Chapter 214
From ancient times to today, there are countless practitioners who have stepped into Dan Dao, but none of them have cultivated the Golden Dan vision!
Because everyone learns differently, experiences differently, they have different perceptions of Dan Dao, and the situation in which the veins are connected is different ...
Many different factors will form a variety of Jindan visions.
The power of Jindan's vision is also different. Some visions are powerful. Once they erupt, they can shake the world and make the mountains and tsunami.
And the power of some visions is relatively weak.
Therefore, according to the old tradition, there are visions in all directions!
But it is really difficult to get through the eight veins of Qijing. Thousands of years ago, including Patriarch Wu Feng, only one person passed through the eight veins.
This person is the master of the Mysterious Silk Armor, leaving the horrible powerhouse who is too false.
"Go and say hello, these three brothers are not easy to see."
The fat man pulled Su Zimo over and hugged his fist and laughed, "I have seen three brothers."
The three of Qin Yu's eyes turned around, quickly passing over the fat man, with a slight pause on Su Zimo, then turned to the side, looking a little indifferent.
The fat man smiled a little.
Seeing the three of them doing this, Su Zimo also dispelled the idea of ​​greeting him.
Other monks who built the foundation satisfactorily, built the foundation in one vein, and built the foundation in two veins, looked at Su Zimo and others' eyes were not friendly.
"Hey, don't blame them."
The little fat man explained: "The spiritual power of the Lingchi is limited. If one person absorbs it, it means that the practice speed of others is slower. This trip to Dongling Valley did not have us. Resources. "
Su Zimo was stunned.
Gently shook his head: "Lingchi belongs to Zongmen, not their resources. Besides, we are also disciples of Zongmen."
"That's what it says, but others don't think so." The little fat man smiled bitterly.
Not long after, a lonely-looking man, Yu Jian, came in purple robes, and he was surrounded by many disciples.
Feng Haoyu!
I have to say that Feng Haoyu's practice speed is indeed very fast, and now he has reached the foundation of construction.
Feng Haoyu turned his gaze and came to Su Zimo after seeing Su Zimo.
"Master Su, it's been a long time."
Feng Haoyu came to Su Zimo and said something with a smile.
This is the first time the two have met since Feng Haoyu was defeated to Su Zimo last time in the battlefield of Fengfeng Ling.
Su Zimo looked at Feng Haoyu, looking calm and silent.
It's weird inside.
Feng Haoyu once stopped him privately. Lingjue told Su Zimo that the two times Feng Haoyu had murdered him!
Now, Feng Haoyu pretends to be nothing but run over to say hello?
With Feng Haoyu's inevitable temperament, will he descend from his identity and make such a move?
If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!
Feng Haoyu smiled and asked, "Why, Brother Su has no interest in talking to me?"
Feng Haoyu was really laughing. There seemed to be something that made him extremely happy.
Entering the Lingchi Valley of Dongling Valley to practice?
I'm afraid not.
At this moment, three figures came together not far away. The person in the middle was the first Wenxuan of Lingfeng, dressed in a white robe, walking in the air, with an air of grace.
The other two are also Jin Dan real people, both are elders in Zongmen.
Wen Xuan swept across the disciples below, nodded, and his sleeves waved.
A spirit boat emerged, and in the blink of an eye, it rose up against the wind. The space above the spirit boat was enough to carry hundreds of people!
"Come up."
Wen Xuan and the two elders of Zongmen stepped on the spiritual boat and stood at the bow of the boat.
Many disciples of the ancestors took off with their swords and came to the spirit boat, looking excited.
The monks who can stand on this spiritual boat are all disciples recognized by Zongmen, enough to envy others.
The spirit boat turned into a ray of light.
Su Zimo, the fat man, and the tenderness stood together. They could feel the sound of wind blowing in their ears, and the scenery quickly regressed.
Su Zimo's eyes glanced at the two elders of Zongmen, and he whispered, "I don't know who is Elder Chen?"
The fat man pointed at the far right and said, "The one wearing the black robe is Elder Chen, and the one on the left is Elder Yu. Brother, what are you doing?"
"It's all right."
Su Zimo said: "I heard that this time we can enter the spiritual pool to practice, thanks to Elder Chen's proposal."
"Well, I heard that too."
The fat man said with a smile: "This Elder Chen is a good man."
Su Zimo smiled and didn't answer.
After half a ring, Su Zimo's heart became more and more disturbed. He always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't straighten it out.
Su Zimo walked through the crowd and came to the forefront of Lingzhou.
Wen Xuan looked slightly and nodded.
The two elders of Zongmen also looked back at Su Zimo, revealing the inquiries.
"Three seniors, disciples have some concerns."
"what?"
Wen Xuan's tone was cold and indifferent.
Due to Feng Haoyu's relationship, Wen Xuan has always been prejudiced against Su Zimo.
Su Zimo said: "This time in the Dongling Valley trip, almost all the core disciples of Zongmen's foundation have gathered. Once in danger, Zongmen is a huge blow! Zongmen is three years later. The gate must be unable to compete for the fourth place. "
While talking, Su Zimo has been paying attention to the look of the three of Wenxuan.
After listening to this sentence, Elder Yu laughed abruptly.
"Go back. Don't worry about it."
Wen Xuan said coldly, "The core disciples who built the bastion of my sect gate, do you know what this move represents? In the realm of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which sect gate has this courage?
Elder Yu also laughed: "Although the Lingling Valley Lingchi is opened every ten years, on which day it will be opened, how can outsiders know?"
Although Elder Chen didn't say a word, his mood didn't fluctuate at all, and he remained expressionless.
Seeing nothing, Su Zimo frowned and turned back to where he was.
Three hours later, a valley ahead was looming.
"Arrived."
When he came over the valley, the spiritual boat landed slowly, and many monks jumped down.
In this Dongling Valley, there are still two Jindan real people, including the above three Xuan people, Wu Feng already has five Jindan real people guarding the place.
In the middle of Dongling Valley, there is a Lingchi pool, the water surface is sparkling, exuding a strong aura.
Even hundreds of meters apart, Su Zimo and others can clearly feel it.
"This is really a blessing."
The fat man appeared intoxicated, took a deep breath, and sighed.
"Ha ha."
Feng Haoyu smiled and said meaningfully: "Dear everyone, enjoy yourself."
At this moment, outside the Dongling Valley, there was a dark and dark cloud, unpredictable, rolling in, very fast!
In this dark cloud, there was a little scarlet light, eerie.
The situation changes color!
(End of this chapter)