Chapter 508: On the dragon vein, practice together

"Shut up! I don't know if Elder Liang is furious when he mentions this? Do you want to be dealt with by door rules?" Another disciple turned pale and reprimanded.
Last time, Wang Haitao, a big disciple under Liang Zichen's door, led a dozen students and sisters to the peak of Mount Everest to find the Emperor Flower.
The original intention was to get it, but I did not expect that Yu Yu would return, and twelve disciples died, eight were seriously injured, Liang Zichen was furious, and anyone who mentioned it would be beaten.
Before, a disciple talked about when he was going to avenge himself during a chat, and his legs were broken by Liang Zichen.
So when mentioning this stubble, no one dared to speak, the calm on the Yanwu field restored, and continued to concentrate on practicing sword.
Walking into a dark and gloomy hall, Liang Zichen bowed his fists deeply to the first white-haired old man who was meditating on his knees, respectfully saying, "Zichen, I've seen the doorkeeper!"
The old man must be as silvery as the old one, but his face is rosy and wrinkle-free, just like a newborn baby.
"Elder Liang, you sit!"
The point Cangmen master Zhou Zixuan slowly opened his eyes, and in his eyes, a lightning flash was shot, making a crackling noise in the void.
"Eyes are powered by electricity, interfering with reality. The master seems to be a bit more refined!"
Liang Zichen was so happy that he sat down on the futon.
"Well, old age feels a long way from the real immortal!"
Zhou Zixuan shook his head with a sad face, and sighed with a sad look: "The pinnacle of God's Realm, I can have a Jiazi Shouyuan, but I'm 150 years old. If I can't break through to the level of immortals, I'm afraid to live Just three years! "
"Brother, the ancestor wrote in the Xiushui Pavilion Jiazi Sword Washing Record, 'Immortal gate is closed, there is no immortal road, there is no immortal in the world'. It can be seen that becoming immortal is a matter of nothingness. At the highest level, you have reached the top, so why be sentimental? "
Seeing this, Liang Zichen advised softly.
"But it is rumored that Shi Xuanzu eighty years ago, when he reached the pinnacle of the Divine Realm sixty years ago, when he was 170 years old, he soared day by day in the bitter cold of the extreme north, and emerged as a fairy. Why is that? "
Zhou Zixuan's eyes showed a fascinating look, and without waiting for Liang Zichen to answer, he thought for himself:
"Flying, becoming immortal, immortal, immortal! Traveling to the North Sea, the screen is dark, and the courage of the snake is thick. Three people are ignorant of Yueyang, and Lang Yin flies across the Dongting Lake so freely. It's desirable! "
After that, his eyes were dull, as if a piece of dead wood was sitting there.
Looking at the falling leaves outside the window, watching the sea of ​​clouds that are surging and surging, and smiled bitterly:
"Look at the fallen leaves of this linden tree. As soon as the wind blows, it will drift like rain and be trampled into dust by you and me. The life of this leaf is only a few months. I'm afraid it looks at me and waits like a fairy!"
"Yeah, maybe the fairies look at me and wait, just like the fallen leaves and dead branches!" Liang Zichen also showed a trace of sadness.
Zhou Zixuan couldn't help but said with emotion: "It is the so-called, the dysentery is unknown, and the spring and autumn are not known, this is also a small year. There are souls in the south of Chu. The spring is 500 years old, and the autumn is 500 years old. Dachun people, with 8000 years old as spring, and 8000 years old as autumn. And Peng Zunai has heard this for a long time, and we are compared with them. Sorrowful!
"The lesson learned!" Liang Zichen's expression went blank, and he bowed deeply.
Zhou Zixuan sat there motionlessly, silent for a long time, and then detached from the sorrow. Zhan Yan smiled:
"Brother Liang, you won't bother me to clean up easily. What will happen if I come here this time?"
"Brother should still remember the fact that Wang Haitao, an elite disciple, and 10 other disciples were killed on the top of Mount Everest?" Liang Zichen asked with cold eyes.
"Oh, Hai Tao, I remember, the child was still very diligent, but his talent was worse."
Zhou Zixuan nodded, but did not make any other statement.
"The murderer is called Jiang Taichu. I have investigated all his information. He is a strong man in the world!"
"A man in the world"
Zhou Zixuan's face moved slightly, sighing:
"But the secular world has not appeared strong for a long time! I have done well in the day of the Republic of China Lei Hao Hongmei couple, and Ye Tianren and other strong people, their talents are very good! However, fame and wealth are too heavy to bear Qingxiu's loneliness has been delayed by worldly trivia! "
There was a deep regret on his face, and he shook his head and sighed: "Especially the Bais, their hearts are burning in the old age, and they do not forget the glory and shame"
Liang Zichen sighed anxiously: "Door, you must not report such deep blood and enmity, otherwise, what kind of face can I stand in the ranks of semi-hermits? I will be ridiculed by people all over the world!"
"Brother Liang, if you don't forget your heart of honor and shame and you are caught in the world, Daoxin will lose heart!"
Zhou Zixuan's words are serious and authentic.
"Yes, brother! Zichen respects the teachings of Master!"
Liang Zichen's face froze slightly, and he bowed his head to admit his mistake, then slowly said, "That Jiang Taichu, on the incense burner peak, slashed the eleven gods with one sword! He has become the first person of the secular martial arts and is called the martial arts judge!"
"One sword slashes the eleven gods? Is that a half-step sacred state including the daytime couple and nine Shushan?"
Zhou Zixuan finally discolored, frowning and groaning:
"That should be the cultivation of the pinnacle of Divine Realm. But how is this possible? In the world, people in the world, chasing after fame, pursuing fame and fortune, having a mixed mind and a weak mind, the mental power alone will become a huge concubine ! "
"I heard that this person is only in his twenties!" Liang Zichen had a strange face, and his voice was hoarse and dry.
"The pinnacle of Twenty-somethings! This, how is this possible!"
Zhou Zixuan's face turned wild, her brows pondered deeply, then her pupils suddenly contracted, her face trembling with excitement and ecstasy:
"Do n’t he be the one from‘ that place ’? Is n’t Xianmen open again!

"Brother, I also think so, otherwise, how can I disturb your cleaning because of this little thing!"
"If this man is really from that place, what other pictures can we find? Just let him lead the way!"
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Zhou Zixuan is booming! When he stood up, a towering coercion immediately covered the whole Wuliang Mountain, and the power was quite authentic:
"Elder Liang, summon all elders and masters above the realm of God to meet. Old man will personally meet this Jiang Taichu for a while!"
Dian Cang, who has been closed for fifty-eight years, wants to go out!
For a time.
The whole little Cang faction was alarmed.
The words "Jiang Taichu" also entered the sight of many hidden Kings for the first time.
At this time, Jiang Tian had already carried Jiang Waner, and arrived at Yuhua Villa surrounded by women like Zhao Xueqing and Huang Linger.
It was already deep winter, and the year was nearing.
The lead gray sky was drifting with heavy snow, and the whole villa was covered with silver, just like Qionglou Yuyu in a fairyland.
"Master Jiang, you are here! I am also worried that you will not come!"
Seeing Jiang Tian enter the door, Chen Zifan, like a faithful vicious dog, greeted up and down, his face full of joy.
"Don't let anyone in, I want to clean up!" Jiang Tian nearly strangled Chen Zifan with a word.
He summoned the other five masters, concocted the full Manhan banquet in Wangjiang Tower, and wanted to have a relationship with Master Jiang Lara.
After all, I met Master Jiang a few days ago at a funeral, and Master Jiang was in a rage again, so many things are not easy to say.
But now, they are busy again.
"Oh my god, cousin, this place is so beautiful, like a royal garden! Old Lafayette lived here too!"
Jiang Banxia looked so surprised, Mei Mei stared round, her eyes almost fell to the ground.
It turned out that she thought Jiang Tian got a villa from Bai's house, which was tens of millions, which killed hundreds of millions.
But where is this villa? Absolutely a manor.
With good eyesight, she can see that this absolute royal garden has a long history. You can change a villa with just one item.
"Miss Jiang, you are right. This was once the place where Taizu lived!" Chen Zifan introduced on the side.
To be honest, he was also envious.
This estate, it is said that when the Bai family bought it, it cost tens of billions. This is still the price.
But Master Jiang brought it to him, just like searching for things.
Thinking of him earning billions in a year, he felt that he couldn't compare!
"Master Zifan showed me a tour, I want to choose a room!" Jiang Banxia said happily.
"Okay, Miss Jiang, please follow me!"
Chen Zifan bent over and stretched out his hand to make a false gesture, like a faithful slave leading the way.
"Here, there is so much aura!" Zhao Xueqing took a deep breath and said with a look of intoxication.
Jiang Waner ran in the snow, Jiang Pinxia Ye Ziwei went to see the new house.
"This is the Dragon's Marrow Spirit Vein. This Fragrant Mountain is the mountain of the emperor. The dragon veins converge. These auras can make you and me break through several times!"
Jiang Tian took Qinger and Linger to the Shuangqing Villa to see the two Lingquan.
"Oh my God! Is this the spirit vein? It's almost 100 times stronger than the Fronzan Formation!"
Zhao Xueqing only felt refreshed, his eyes rounded and his face shocked.
The spring of Shuangqing, the clouds steaming the Xiawei, and even filled with a strange luster, colorful, like a faint rainbow.
"Yeah, without this dragon's marrow spirit, how could the grass family of the Bai family break through to the peak of the state of god?"
Jiang Tian sighed.
This spiritual vein, even if it is put into the realm of cultivation, can be regarded as a subordinate spiritual vein, but it is relatively short in length and only penetrates hundreds of meters underground.
But indeed, as Qing'er said, the aura contained in it far exceeds the scale of the aura gathered by the Fulongshan Array.
"Then I go to practice! This is so rare!"
Qing Er smiled sweetly, walked into the Octagon Pavilion, meditated in circles, immersed in cultivation.
"I'm going to practice with Sister Qinger!" Huang Linger also felt a little excited.
"Linger, you are not in a hurry to absorb the aura. What you need now is to learn to show your true power!" Jiang Tian pulled her to the front yard.
"Jiang Tian, ​​can't I cultivate? I can feel the breath in my body, but I can't break it out, let alone fly like you and sister Qinger!"
Huang Linger's face was bitter and authentic.
"No, your constitution is okay, and it is an extremely rare Ogi spirit with both combat and medical functions!"
Jiang Tian smiled: "Just with the right exercises, you can radiate the fighting power comparable to me and Qinger!"
"Really?" Huang Linger looked expectant.