Chapter 230: Sit on the sky

In the past two years, Xiao Chen's cultivation progress has been very special. The spiritual field has reached the fifth level of the realm of knowledge, but the strength has always been stuck in the triplet of the realm of knowledge.
It seems that because of the absorption of the essence of the earth's blood, the speed of ascension is too fast, and it has stopped. But the little fat man Niu Ren was not affected at all. The old people in the Pure Land delved into his body and found that it was not the real reason, mainly because his life was sharply reduced and his constitution was not as good as before.
The treasure body cultivated by Xiao Chen almost collapsed as a result, but it finally stabilized.
The old people and Xiao Chen didn't worry too much, because in the deified acupoints in Xiao Chen's body, there was an immensely huge treasure of fine yuan hidden. Once one day they were drawn out, the realm of power would immediately catch up with the spiritual realm.
Today, he has broken three levels in a row, entered the realm of knowledge and Tibet at the same time in the realm of power and spirit, and Shou Yuan recovered, and his constitution has been greatly improved. This is a real transformation.
The body is constantly changing at a rate that the naked eye can see.
The once-aged organs regained their vitality, and internal inspection revealed that the internal organs seemed to be regenerated, shining with brilliance, as if carved from crystal jade. The bones are like diamonds, and the loose bones gradually solidify and become denser and denser. The slightly sagging skin also gradually unfolded, and finally smoothed out like a new one, shimmering with crystal luster ...
The rapid improvement of the physique is not only the simple recovery, but the real qualitative change has taken place.
This is a real treasure transformation.
The black hair grows naturally like a waterfall. Although the black sesame porridge is carefully conditioned daily after clearing, it has long been black, but after all, it lacks some luster and vitality, and now everything has changed from its source.
Xiao Chen felt that every inch of skin was full of explosive power, as if waving his hand. You can hold up a world.
"Cultivation is also cultivation of the mind, it seems that I really want to travel all over the world."
This time the enlightenment made Xiao Chen realize a lot. The word "dao" is mysterious and mysterious. His "road" is still very long.
Zhuang Zhou, a person whose spiritual level approaches the ancestors infinitely. Xiao Chen gave the best lesson.
When Xiao Chen woke up from Profound Realm. It was found that the cultivators in the sky were all gone, and the prairie was already empty, and tens of thousands of people had retreated, leaving only him here.
Youchao Tiangong has completely shattered and fell into the sky. (The ruins are free, and the treasure has been taken away by the strong. It is a little regretful that the legendary evil king, Zhang Sanfeng and other masters have not shot.
Looking up at the void sky, Xiao Chen pondered silently, and slowly said that compared with Kong Xuan, even compared to the fallen angel, Ji Can, and Zhuo He, he did not know how much it was worse. A big realm has nine layers, if they have already reached the realm of longevity. So at least the difference is more than ten days, even dozens of days.
but. This did not discourage him, all the masters came from hard cultivation. Weakness is a necessary process.
There is no attachment. Xiao Chen unfolded the undead sky wing and flew towards the distant big merchant empire.
Nanhuang Tiandi City. Now it seems a bit deserted, and many people of the younger generation have already moved northward to the middle ground. In the past, the characters who have only appeared in legends have been present in the past two years. This has made countless young people yearn for their dreams, saying that it is a dream or perhaps naive, that it is a pursuit of ideals, maybe a little mad, but many people are really like this. Over the years have embarked on a journey northward.
For three years, the Undead Master has been sitting in the city of Heavenly Emperor. On the night three years ago, it was he who cut out the amazing sword and solved Xiao Chen's trouble. Two years ago, this old man also cut a sword once again, chopping off the mark of the broken demon in the body of Yan Qing City, and forcibly helped her through the difficulties with her peerless sword spirit.
Yan Qingcheng, Master Liu Qingfeng, looked solemnly at the undead and taught, trembling: "Brother thank you, you really ..."
"I'm okay, I want to go to a new level, and I also helped Qingcheng." The immortal palm teaches the expression indifferently, and he can't see his sword light is so peerless. It's hard to imagine that this old man has reached the end. What a realm.
Liu Qingfeng was a little distracted. His brother actually cultivated the Devil-Crushing God indirectly, and succeeded the gods of Yan Qing City. It is difficult to imagine what level he would reach once he broke through. Perhaps it would be the second evil king.
Of course, the undead palm teaches to continue to crush the demon gods, which is already very different from the original magic skills. This method does not require an external tripod, taking itself as the tripod and taking your own heart as the furnace. When the root of the is planted again, it is broken. The magical gods go further.
In history, only two people have practiced, one is the magic ancestor, and the other is the undead evil king. In order to seek further progress, they chose this more terrible and difficult journey of cultivation than the broken demon god.
Immortal palm teaching, the whole figure looked hazy, he looked up at the starry sky and said, "When the alluring city is approaching Middle-earth, it seems ... it also chose the method of replanting the root."
"I really don't know if the girl is high and thick!" Liu Qing sneered.
In the closed moon shame flower hall, the sound of the flute sounded faint, and once again, an old woman looked sad, put down the jade flute in her hand, and looked sadly: "The severely injured King of Green Dragon has been sent away, presumably it has been restored, and my grandson Liu Mu ... "
Haijia, Haiyunxue has entered Middle-earth. Hai Yuntian was also very talented in the process of cultivation, but three years ago, he became embarrassed and fell into another magic. Since then, he has no choice but to embark on another cultivation path. The magic of the Lotus Book is remembered by him and has been closed for three years.
Just today, the blossoming sunshade of the golden sunflower appeared in the closed place. With a bang, the smoke soared into the sky, the sunflower blossomed, and the sky was full of flowers, and Haiyuntian was out of the customs.
Although Zhuge Fatty was extremely business-minded, he was eventually a non-family heir to the family and eventually left the country.
Hofmann, the second ancestor of the Reagan family, watched his peers go away. He was unwilling and was planning to do something big.
As for Dugu Sword Demon, Yu Wenfeng, and Zilao, they are already in Middle-earth, and before them there is Zhao Chongyang, the only young master of the Nanhuang youth generation who has not yet played against Xiao Chen.
Shang, the country was established in Yin, one of the five hegemonic countries, hundreds of millions of square kilometers, vast and endless. Broad and boundless, located in the southwest of Middle-earth.
A month later, Xiao Chen came to the prosperous Yin and Shang capital and practiced in the red dust. Xiao Chen felt quite deeply. The mood is very different from the past.
To reach the realm of Tibet. Not only did great magical powers emerge, but all kinds of small magic techniques appeared from time to time, changing their appearance. This is the small technique attached to Xiao Chen after practicing the treasure body, but it is just the movement of flesh and blood. It's nothing.
Don't worry about being discovered by the Tigers, Xiao Chen has been in Yindu for half a month. On this day, he came to the Wangyue Tower in Yindu. This building is very famous. Legend has it that Li Bai, the peerless swordsman, once drunkenly wrote a hundred poems here, making this place not only a treasure place for literati Mo Ke, but also a gathering place for monks. Noble land.
On weekdays, many high-gate and big-valley children in the mainland of Dashanggu often gather here. Those who pass by Yindu will never miss it.
The nine-storey Mochizuki Tower is one of the tallest buildings in Yindu. Valuable guests come every day.
Several children of the family are above the ninth floor and are talking about it.
"It is said that Tongtian Supreme has won an ancestral treasure. Who did the other stone dagger get?"
"The legend was collected by Wu Sheng."
"I don't see it. God, the masters of God and the Seven Treasure Trees, don't have the ability to pass through the world, even if Wu Sheng's soul is against the sky. It's impossible to stop the siege of the two."
"There must always be one of the three people. What's so strange about Wu Sheng's gains. You must know that Wu Sheng was riding a horse in all directions, sweeping invincible hands in the world. . "
"Those people are too far away from us, let's talk about some outstanding people from the younger generation."
"Middle-earth land, outstanding people, most of the masters born in recent years, most of them are in the five major overlords, what is there to mention. We young people in Yindu just pick a master, you can go to sweep the southern wasteland, western Xinjiang, Mobei Local peers. "
"Humph"
There was a cold hum, a young man on the window seat looked cold, obviously dissatisfied with the words of several people, he said coldly: "A bunch of dudes dare to talk about the young masters of the world?"
Several young masters who came out of the gate valve family didn't take it for granted. They just glanced at him coldly and continued to speak without thinking of him.
"It can't be said like that, there are many beautiful people outside Middle-earth, haha." That's right, Nanhuang is famous for its double beads, gorgeous and unparalleled. It's a pity that one of them has already married into the tiger's family, and that group of tigers is not easy to mess with. "
"I'm afraid, it's the widow anyway, maybe I will marry again. Haha ... By the way, I heard that Yan Qing City has also entered Middle-earth, maybe it has already entered Yindu. Hey."
"Well, Mobei and Xijiang also have awesomeness, maybe this is the building."
Several young men laughed sluttyly, and kept eyeing towards several elegant rooms.
"Mobe lone wolf leads the teacher!" The young man by the window was no more than a few people. He stretched his hand gently and waved away with a knife, slashing towards the children of Yindu.
"The pearl of rice grains also shines." During the talk, a family member gently waved his hand, the fire was burning, and the terrifying spirit surrounded the youth in an instant, and the black flame jumped violently.
In just a moment, the man named Lone Wolf seemed to evaporate, with no flesh and blood left.
Mochizuki Tower's shopkeeper seems to have been familiar with the identities of several people. He didn't even send anyone to ask. In the end, he just let the two boys come in a hurry and silently collected the ashes away.
"Huh, this is not to blame me, it was he who shot first." The spiritualist's face did not change color, and he laughed with his companion again.
His buddy said: "Yin Feng, your minghuo has grown again, and now it should have reached the five levels of the realm of understanding Tibet? Ha ha, such a skill is sweeping the south, southern Xinjiang and other places. The young masters are enough. Just those barbarians Sitting on a well and thinking about the sky, I thought I was one of the best in my small area, and I really thought that the world would go. It ’s ridiculous! "
This person said so that many people on the ninth floor were suddenly discolored, and there were naturally masters of Nanhuang. Yan Qingcheng came to Yindu with Zilao.
"They are too arrogant!" Even if Yan Qingcheng was a woman, she was very angry.
The blue-haired man Zilao shook his head and said, "These people are really strong, don't pay attention to them."
In the other private room, Yu Wenfeng, a wild master like Nanbei, was also gritting his teeth, and his terrifying eyes shot two terrible lights.
"How do I feel that someone is cursing us?" One of the children of the family looked at Yu Wenfeng's private room and said to himself: "Mo Yao sits and looks at the sky, you can dominate in your place, but when you get to Middle-earth, the pride and honor will be There are no bits left to trample on. "
Yuwen Feng Huo pushed open the table, strode out, and said to several people: "Okay, Nanhuang Yuwen Feng try your weight."
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"Humph, fight again in a while!" Yu Wenfeng walked away.
"Oh, let's go, don't send. That's someone is saving you, fearing that you will die under our hands." A family member said mercilessly: "Nanhuang ... Is there a master? Never heard of it. "
"No, there is one, only one."
"Oh? Today's young generation of Nanhuang has masters?" The younger child of the family smiled wildly.
The person beside explained: "Yes, there is really only one, but most of them are already dead."
"There is only one person named Xiao Chen, and the rest is nothing but Er. It is just that Xiao Chen seems to be a short-lived ghost. If there is no accident, I am afraid that it has been dead for three years."
"Oh, I remembered. Three days ago, the Emperor City bleed overnight. This person is still a person. If he is still alive, he may be able to fight against our Yindu masters. In addition, there is no one else. Sadly, the majestic Nanhuang Tiandi City ... "