Chapter 883

Master Bo luoxuehong's sword pill surprised Lu Zhengkang.

When he read Qiqing jianjue earlier, Lu Zhengkang knew that master Bo's use of Jianwan had gone beyond the original Qisha jianjue and had come to a wonderful place. The sword ball is a polished iron ball, which is real. However, the sword ball suspended on the top of master Bo's head is a misty, silver glass ball.

In jiedan period, he absorbed the Geng gold gas between heaven and earth, and refined a sword pill full of pungent gold gas. He rubbed and breathed it day and night. Both of them experienced the tempering of three yin and three yang, and achieved the congenital Hunyuan stage of cathode Yang and anode Yin. There is Xin Jin Qi in Xudan and Geng Jin Qi in Jianwan. At the same time, the practitioner and jianmaru have deep feelings for each other, as if they were incarnations.

Master Bo Tianzong, a genius, has always been easy to practice, but he stayed for a long time in jiedan period and Yuanshen period. Yuanshen period was for the development of the clan and the fulfillment of gambling agreement. In jiedan period, when he changed his foundation, he put his Kunlun palace Taoism into the remnant volume of Qisha jianjue and founded Qiqing jianjue.

By the time of becoming Dan, Jianwan and Xudan communicate with each other, and Yin and Yang vibrate, and the road is engraved.

The golden elixir and the sword pill are mutual. It can be said that master Bo has two golden elixirs. This sword pill alone can make a golden elixir, as long as it is refined. This is also the ultimate pursuit of outer alchemy, which makes Qixia cave who pursues alchemy yearn after hearing.

Lu Zhengkang mainly thinks that the sword ball is pretty good-looking, which reminds him of the toy crystal ball.

With the great master's way, he must be able to open up the void. That is to say, if he wants to, he can create a private space-time in the sword ball. At that time, it will be more like a toy crystal ball, full of fantasy.

In a word, Lu Zhengkang also wants to make sword pills, but now he has changed his foundation, so he must not be able to learn the method of great martial uncle. If he wants to create his own sword pill, he has to learn alchemy.

As a master of theory, what Lu Zhengkang lacks is practice. Another advantage is that other people's skills can be borrowed and used. If Lu Zhengkang wants to cash out so many skills in his memory, he can teach them to transform himself into the masses of heaven. When they learn, Lu Zhengkang will also learn.

However, the emperor of Moruo has not yet grown up. Lu Zhengkang has to spread his Tianyin early, which will hinder the way of Chu Renjie. Although it can also play a role in training him, Lu Zhengkang can't bear to hurt his little disciples so much that he can make his children comfortable and become God.

In the final analysis, he Huatian seal is not a concentric seal. It needs to be practiced by the seal recipient himself. It is not so simple. Once practiced, he Huatian seal has a weight in the heaven. The deeper the practice is, the more people can be connected, and the more powerful the ability will be. Only the devil can borrow the power of all the people in heaven, and the emperor of Moruo can borrow the power of any one of the people in heaven, including the members of the whole desire world for six days.

, the whole system of Lu Zheng Kang's Wutong realm is beginning to show itself.

The complete cross-linking system is almost complete, with only two steps to go. One is the return of the six gods, and the other is the condensation of the cosmic seal. In this way, Lu Zhengkang, a Taoist priest, will become a demon immortal and can devour the world.

Now in Zhonglu, the fire of the six day skill has spread out, and it will be completed in three or five hundred years. At that time, six days and six ways were connected with each other, and heaven and earth were in triple harmony.

For the monks, three or five hundred years is not long. Lu Zhengkang can wait slowly.

This is the autumn of tiancang 61.

Lu Zhengkang and Qing ningzi went to yaochi in Kunlun to participate in the alchemy meeting. The main reason was that he was more interested in alchemy. Qing ningzi just came to accompany her, and she was more willing to go to Youxu to see people's fighting.

With plenty of time, the rhythm of Danhui is very slow, and Lu Zhengkang is interested in it. However, he is standing on the hillside corridor outside the yaochi lake. He doesn't get close to it. The yaochi lake is as clear as crystal, like clear air. On the lake, there are terraces and waterside pavilions, and there are a Danlu furnace in each pavilion. Reflected in the lake is a huge alchemy workshop, shaped like a huge building of brass gourd, the surface of the cloud pattern is a small room, below the alchemy workshop is a deep green vein of fire. There are spirits, carrying herbs, and the water is broken from time to time. The elves send the spirit materials to the alchemists.

Yaochi is the residence of Queen Mother of the West. Of course, that was a long time ago. It's like climbing on Sendai. The traces of the ancient people have been worn away by time. Of course, if the divine consciousness is high enough, we can see the remaining Taoist rhymes here.

Yao Chi water is the Tianling emulsion. Once there was a Lingyun clock milk floating above Yao Chi. Lingyun clock milk absorbed the essence of heaven and earth. Yao Chi water to irrigate flat peach trees, and then broadcast to the film set of journey to the West.

Now, Lingyun bell milk has disappeared for a long time. With the departure of the great gods, many good things have gone. Yaochi is no longer the original yaochi, although it is still very beautiful.In the past two days, the sky is full of clouds, and it's also an eternal night, so it's all dark, and you can't see your fingers. The mountains only leave the color blocks of iron. You can hardly tell the distance from the height. The main peak has white jade buildings, and it also radiates the soft light of dot and line. The sky is also as if covered by thick smoke, with cold gray, the top of the head of the dark cloud is a little white.

There was plenty of steam in the air. Lu Zhengkang turned his head to see Qing ningzi leaning against the veranda railings, loose and simple lake blue Taoist robes, and he didn't know why he had to bring a lot of clothes to attend the meeting. Simple and clean clothing lines shape the outline of the human body. She is like getting up in the morning and looking at the scenery in a thin window. In her side face, there is a bright eye shining on her depressed cheek.

It's going to rain, she said.

Lu Zhengkang nodded that it was going to rain and the air was getting wetter and wetter. Insects fly low, birds sing high, a white anemone outside the railing hanging dying half open bud, leaf withered, now also covered with dew.

There are no other people in the corridor. It is only a few hundred meters away. Everyone goes to the main peak to talk about Taoism or to the Youxu to see the fighting methods. Yaochi is very quiet.

It's as quiet as the sky.

Suddenly, the raindrops began to fall. The first two seconds of the sound was still very low. As soon as it was made, it was noisy and loud. The sound of rain was very clean and simple. When the sound was low, the rain was small, the sound was loud and the rain was strong, as if the precipitation was controlled by the volume knob. The dark clouds are choking in the sky and tightening up, as if they are very painful people. With the whimper of thunder and lightning, the strong light is shining, and the silver reflection bursts out from every falling raindrop, just like a pearl of thousands of pear flowers.

The world that practitioners see is colorful and bright.

Lu Zhengkang looks at qingningzi. Qingningzi looks at the sky. In the world washed by heavy rain, she goes out and lets the raindrops wet her forehead. The rain flows down her dimple and runs through the valleys and hills of her cheek. Qingningzi turns her head and stares at Lu Zhengkang. The rain falls down her eyes and into her chin. It gathers a drop and drips down.

"Again." Lu Zhengkang smiles, pear blossom with rain, but this is the case. Qingningzi's face is cold and looks pitiful, but only makes him smile.