: 840. Rebounding the upper bound

Among the Yanzhao songs, the light and shadow dissipated and returned to calm.
He stood up again from the ground.
The movement of Yan Zhaoge is very peaceful, and there is no sense of power.
But as he got up, the group dragon temple shook as a whole.
The sky outside the temple is empty, and it seems to be shaking with it.
The movements of Yan Zhaoge seem to be normal, but there is a feeling of returning to the true nature.
As he was moved, the surface of the body suddenly appeared a mysterious light pattern.
Strong and hot, the trepidation of strength, from the Yan Zhao songs in every hole in the hole.
The light is flickering in the Yanzhao song, as if the stars in the night sky are twinkling.
In the group of dragons, Feng Yunyi, Ahu, and Xiao Ai stopped their own training at this moment, watching the Yan and Zhao songs marvel.
Xiao loved his hands and held the gang, and opened his mouth. After a long while, he said with amazement: "Young master, you obviously haven't broken the void to see the true God. How do you feel like you have already transformed into your own internal universe?"
Yan Zhao song laughed: "Unreal but not real body universe."
There are top martial arts schools, there are a lot of treasures from the Xuanzang Zijin furnace, there are many treasures accumulated before.
With a multi-pronged approach, Yan Zhaoge’s deity is also a success today.
The blood and flesh, the soul of the mind, the martial arts, the perfection, and the integration of each other.
Wu Sheng triple, the realm of the late phase!
The road between Sanqing and Xiuhe is far more difficult than other martial roads.
But once the footsteps go further, the strength of Yan Zhaoge will also grow tremendously.
He exhaled a deep breath, and the flashing radiance of his body disappeared instantly, and the overbearing and amazing breath also converges.
Yan Zhao song stretched his muscles: "Okay."
He took a hand and the crystal furnace flew to the front.
Yan Zhaoge took a shot on the inner crystal furnace, the lid opened, and a purple light flew out.
The six-foot-long dark green bamboo stick lies quietly in the inner crystal oven, and there is no surprise except for the surface flashing and purple luster.
Yan Zhaoge carefully looked at the bamboo sticks, smiled and closed the lid.
He walked out of the hall, sat down on the head of Pan Pan, looked at the emptiness of the sky, recorded the changes, and constantly tried to figure out.
"Gao Qing and others can have a way to return to Biyoutian soon. It should be more than just the guidance of their elders before they come out, knowing what to do in a similar situation."
Yan Zhao’s thoughts:
Biyoutian itself should have special characteristics.

"Gao Qing, they are very confident, into the Biyoutian, the tracking of Buddhism is difficult to play, or bring people into Biyoutian and then kill, the Buddha is also difficult to find, this is the special nature of Biyoutian itself. Not the sake of Xuanhuang or Longquan the Great."
This may be because the world itself is unique, or it may be because Biyou Tianzhong buried a certain treasure in the years.
While thinking about it, Yan Zhaoge tried to figure out the change of the void in front of the wall and find a way to return to the void on the other side of the wall.
In the days that followed, Yan Zhaoge’s life was spent between training and finding the way.
Feng Yunqi and others are in the group dragon temple, and there are many elixir medicines and resource treasures to support and concentrate on cultivation.
I don’t know the sun and the moon in the mountains, the time goes by, and it’s half a year later.
On a certain day, after Yan Zong song was continuously deduced, the heart gradually got a draft.
His eyes were getting brighter and brighter, suddenly leaping, reaching out and writing in the air.
Panpan stopped, and Bei Ming’s body also came out from the group dragon temple, and together with Yan Zhao’s song deity, wrote another rune in the dark void.
For a long time, when the brilliant brilliance was covered with empty space, surrounded by Yan Zhaoge and others, Yan Zhao song stopped.
The dense glow runes converge in the void, gradually turning into a huge vortex.
At the bottom of the vortex, the space is distorted, no longer dark, but it is a radiant radiance that almost illuminates the surrounding void.
Yan Zhao song touched his chin: "Well, this method is used for the first time, it is still not perfect, and the noise is a bit big."

There is room for improvement and it can be further streamlined.

While chanting, Yan Zhaoge returned to the top of Pan Pan, and then gently tapped the big guy: "Go."
Panpan whispered, four claws rushing, glaring at the Dragon Temple and Yan Zhaoge, rushing into the endless brilliance of the bottom of the vortex.
When the glory was gone again, Yan Zhao’s song reappeared in the darkness.
It seems that there is no difference between the scene and the scene just now. It is easy to doubt whether he still stays in the Dharma world.
However, Yan Zhaoge knows that he has successfully returned to the other side of the "wall" and returned to the world where he was, the world of the world, the world of eight great worlds.
Going back here, it is much easier to return to the upper bounds.
However, the effect of turning the "wall" is still somewhat influential.
Although returning to this side, the emptiness of Yan Zhao’s body is folded and flipped, resulting in various folds, which makes it difficult for him to return directly to the Southeast Yang Tianjing according to the road signs he left in the upper bounds.
Yan Zhao song does not panic, follow the wave, find a wound in the sky, and enter it.
When he passed through the wounds of the sky and finally saw the blue sky in the upper bounds, he was very pleased.
I felt the time flow rate of the upper bounds. Compared with my own time flow drifting in time and space, Yan Zhaoge nodded with satisfaction: "It is not much different from my previous calculation."
Time is still very rich, Yan Zhaoge began to study, and this time he fell to somewhere.
In the vicinity of the place where people found smoke soon, Yan Zhao song immediately went forward to ask.
The upper bounds are really too big. Although there are common languages, there are many local accents and dialects because of geographical differences.
Yan Zhaoge also took some time to figure out that his current position is the place where the northeast borders the heavens and the eastern heavens.
There is still a short distance from the Southeastern Yantian, and you need to go all the way south and cross the entire eastern sky.
Yan Zhaoge did not care about this and went straight to the road.
But just as he was about to leave, his footsteps slowed down.
The eyes of Yan Zhaoge could not help but look into the distance.
It was a young man with a thin body. His appearance was extremely beautiful and his style was extraordinary, making the observers unforgettable.
Although it has not been deliberately revealed, it has not been deliberately concealed. The strength of being cultivated is quite outstanding. It is already a triple of Wusheng and a state of contemporaneity.
Judging from the eyesight of Yan Zhaoge, this person should be only one step away from the four realms of Wusheng.
But these are not the reasons for Yan Zhao’s song to stop.
What he cares about is that, besides the gender, the man’s appearance is exactly the same as that of Sikong.
Another "Si Kong Qing".