Chapter 712

Hidden Dragon base bottom, a dead silence.

Tongjie lamp, Qijie, Zhenwu, Wanjie war... All the names have shocked everyone's heart.

I don't know how long after that, even if Qian Yifu's self-cultivation is better, his voice can't help trembling: "he... What the wolf poison immortal said... Is it true?"

Before the voice fell, the light screen flickered. All Xu Yangyi's information, including his journey, appeared on the light screen.

"The wolf poison immortal, whose real name is Xu Yangyi, is the leader of Tiandao Province in 2016. After that, he entered Danxia palace and fought in Nanzhou. After Nanzhou disappeared, Nanzhou was blockaded with a huge plant and listed as a S-class wanted criminal. In 2043, Mr. Gu Songzhen filed a complaint with the practice court, believing that it was improper for a gas refining monk to be listed on the S-level wanted list. Tianzai Zhenren agreed to lower it to a level. "

"In 2093, that is, this year, seven days ago, he broke into the battle of three provinces and fifty-one cities, defeated the real Xuanyuan sword master, and entered Nanzhou to form a golden elixir. The peak value of aura is as high as 530000 spirits, which is the first person under Yuanying by default. At present, the number of people who know the news is no more than 50. If you are not a deputy head of the state, Jindan will not know. "

"Within six hours after the formation of Jindan, destroy Nangong family and kill Nangong Wujiu, Jindan of Nangong family. According to the investigation, he did enter before the tower of Babel appeared. The above is true. "

No one spoke. A minute later, Qian Yifu turned to everyone and said, "do you think... He's telling the truth?"

"I don't know, but I think it's very real." Shaokun pondered: "he has become a golden elixir. I can't find out his motive for saying this. If this is false, even if he is the first person under Yuan Ying, he will be killed. This is against the cultivation civilization of the whole earth. "

"I also think that although it's really incredible, I can't find the motive for his lying." A researcher nearby also said: "chief, I think we should report to the chairman immediately. This matter is too big for us to hide it!"

"If the plane battle in the science fiction film really appears on the earth, and the other side is such a powerful plane... The preparation one day earlier is good!"

Qian Yifu's face was gloomy. He smashed the table for a long time: "this kind of time! What about Mr. Xu? "

"Shut up." Heaven's face said faintly: "immortal Jindan, this is not what it used to be. He has entered the Kunlun Mountains and closed down. "

"How long will it take?"

"Ten years at least, twenty years at most, and it's a dead end."

"Damn it!" Qian Yifu couldn't help scolding: "at this juncture, he shut up! Why don't you tell us! "

"Now what?"

"What else? Take all the information with you immediately and go to the State Council immediately! No matter how late it is, it must be reported to the chairman immediately! " Qian Yifu gritted his teeth and sighed: "also, cancel the vacation, inform Xiaogao immediately and let him come back immediately! No one is allowed to take a holiday until the matter is decided! "

"Yes

Just as the Yinlong base became tense, Changping, the Ming Tombs, a middle-aged man, was standing with his wife at the Ming Tombs tourist attraction, happily looking at the towering imperial mausoleum in front of him.

"Research, you know research. How long has it not been out? They don't tell me what to study and where to study, which makes me worried every day. " The woman wrung the man unhappily: "Lao Gao, can't you quit? I know there must be a confidentiality agreement where you stay. Can't we not do it? "

Lao Gao smiles and shakes his head. Is the hidden dragon base free to enter and leave? I talked about it before I went in. I'm not allowed to come out until I retire. Holidays are hard won.

"I'll have a cigarette." Instead of talking about it, he lit a cigarette and walked around the Ming Tombs.

Too long did not come out, a bunch of flowers, a palace wall, really see what is fresh. Although he knew about the Ming Tombs for a long time.

He turned a corner and came to a secluded place. This is his favorite place. It's quiet and surrounded by towering ancient trees, which makes it very difficult to be found here. A blue stone stool with unknown age is erected there, surrounded by a dense forest, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

He didn't worry about any robbers. This is the capital of the emperor, Changping, at the foot of the emperor. Where are the robbers from the Ming Tombs?

After a comfortable cigarette, he was about to leave when a slight "rustle" behind him sounded.

"Who?" He frowned and turned his head. As soon as he turned his head, he took a cold breath and sat down on the ground.

"You, you, who are you?" He was holding the green stone stool, and his heart attack was almost frightening. There was no one here just now. Now, there are more people in a twinkling of an eye."Be quiet." In front of him was a foreign man. He could not see which country he belonged to in Europe and America. He was wearing glasses and a suit, and his face was expressionless. He is not very old. He looks about twenty-three or twenty-four years old.

Lao Gao dare not speak. The young man took a leisurely look around: "it's not easy to come out... However, the smell of the place of origin really disgusts me..."

"What, what?" Lao Gao asked gingerly.

The young man looked at him and said with a leisurely smile, "nothing."

"The dead don't need to know why. Remember my name. My name is Andre

The next second, a strange rustle came from behind the man. He turned his head slowly in horror, and his pupils suddenly tightened.

Behind it is a picture of hell.

A scream, but it seems to be something isolated, unable to spread. For a long time, Andre wiped his fingers and squinted at the sky.

“X……”

"Very good... Not only broke my long cherished wish, but also let me be cut off by the feather snake god to a small level... It doesn't matter, there are more than 180 years, I will make you never forget me."

Time goes by very fast.

In the second year of Xu Yangyi's seclusion, the global government suddenly issued an order to vigorously develop aviation and military technology, and all countries ranked the military expenditure first for the time being. However, the border between North Korea and some closed countries has not been opened, and technological exchanges are only between China, the United States, Britain, Germany, France and other developed countries.

Without Xu Yangyi's affirmation, the world is skeptical.

Three years, four years, five years... Ten years passed quickly.

Outside the atmosphere, in ten years, the shining degree of the moon in the well has been significantly improved, and behind it, the space passage has expanded to more than 200 meters!

However, Xu Yangyi did not go through the customs.

Twelve years, thirteen years... Every day, there were dignified people at the foot of the mountain. Monks were waiting until fifteen years. Gongge'er peak of Kunlun Mountain, the peak of seven kilometers above sea level, where snow is falling, in the dark, a pair of eyes finally slowly open.

This is a luxurious cave.

The ground is a very soft carpet, and Xu Yangyi is sitting on it. The whole cave is not made in heaven. On the top is all the sculptures of Chinese charm, and these sculptures are magically condensed into a magic array. Inside each one, there is a top-grade spirit stone.

Top grade gathering spirit array.

Moreover, if you pry open the stone slab in the whole room, you will see circle after circle of talismans, attack, defense, and even air exchange arrays. The cost of this 100 meter room alone is absolutely expensive.

Night pearls shine brightly inside. After a long period of seclusion, Xu Yangyi's face showed a touch of vicissitudes. However, his spirit was not decadent at all. Instead, he raised his hand and clapped it in the sky.

Within a palm, the whole room is like a mountain and a tsunami. All the spiritual power is boiling in an instant. If it hits the top, the whole top of GongGeEr peak will burst.

However, at the moment when it was about to hit, the palm of Lingli disappeared and turned into a little bit of Lingguang.

Send and receive freely, come like thunder, receive fury, strike like Jiang Haining Qingguang.

The embodiment of spiritual power, any Jindan immortal, only Jindan immortal can achieve the realm.

Xu Yangyi looks at his hand with satisfaction. In the past 15 years, the first eight years, I have been carefully experiencing the difference between Jindan and Zhuji. This difference is not reflected in the power of magic power. It is reflected in the understanding of themselves.

Before the golden elixir, he followed the example of the cat and painted the tiger step by step. Jindan, on the other hand, has begun to touch the foundation of these skills, and has begun to vaguely understand how they operate.

Perhaps, the power will not be greater, but it must be more subtle. It will cooperate with its own body, where there is more or less, it can be used freely.

This is a foundation. The higher your accomplishments are, the more skills your predecessors left behind. Does it match your own? Of course, the predecessors' things are good. What else are they contrary to? These foundations can't be seen at all. Only the golden elixir can optimize the skill. In other words, Jindan has not yet been able to optimize the skill, but has optimized how to adapt to it.

This is the foundation of long-term practice.

"This is the realm of the golden elixir..." he said with a smile: "no wonder immortal Jindan despises Jindan. In Jindan's eyes, no matter how strong the foundation is, he doesn't know his own child."

"In the golden elixir period, I know almost why I attach importance to magic weapons. The golden elixir period is too powerful, and it also consumes a lot of spiritual power. A good magic weapon can increase and enlarge the spiritual power. In other words, if you can fight for an hour with magic power. The magic weapon can be increased to three or four hours. This is the continuation of combat effectiveness. It's very important at all times. "And for his own life magic weapon, he has some ideas.

"I'm not good at wandering and long-distance bombing. I prefer close combat from my heart. I can continue to break through even if I don't leave a line. My magic weapon is to strengthen my body."

He smiles a little. Soon, he will go to visit the great masters of China.

He continued to close his eyes, feeling the harvest of his 15 years.

The second harvest is the blood inheritance of Stellera chamaejasme