Chapter 450

The world is empty and boundless.

The majestic mountains rise and fall, like several dragons, around a majestic boundary in the middle, with no end in sight.

Outside the mountains, in a grass Pavilion.

A monk in cassock with a smiling face did not move and seemed to stand for a long time.

The monk's face is young, but his eyes reveal the vicissitudes of life, which makes it impossible to judge his specific age.

The drizzle dripped down, clattered and gradually increased, and soon formed one small puddle after another on the surface, rolling all over the ground with fallen leaves.

Under the rain, the monk still smiled and looked outside the pavilion.

In the north of the pavilion, there was a small barren hill. Suddenly, the ground rose, a piece of soil was lifted, and an ugly figure, short and thin, less than one meter and five meters, emerged from it.

The figure smiled strangely, holding a green lantern in his left hand and a shovel in his right hand.

"Chaos, chaos, it's going to be completely chaos, Gaga..."

Suddenly, the ugly figure's face moved and noticed the monk in the grass Pavilion. Gaga said with a smile: "you bald thief didn't die thousands of years ago. Even you appeared. It's more fun now, Gaga..."

"Amitabha, I come from the sea of bitterness and go to the sea of bitterness. Where there is a sea of bitterness, there will be a poor monk. Benefactor, I see that you have fallen in the sea of bitterness for a long time. Why don't you put down your burden and serve my Buddha?"

The monk smiled.

"Fart your mother's dog!"

The ugly figure smiled and scolded, "you bald thief, don't show off your fallacies in front of me. All the people you've been through over the years have become demons. None of them will come to a good end. What are you doing here? Who are you waiting for? "

"Amitabha, the Buddha said that everything follows fate and everything is determined!"

The monk smiled.

The ugly figure giggled, got up from the pit, limped to the grass pavilion with lanterns and shovels.

In the distance, a figure emerged.

A tall and thin figure with broad shoulders and back, and three long swords behind him, one dark, one red and one green, came from the rain, flickering hazily and reaching the extreme.

When this figure came, there was also a figure coming from the south. It was very fast, like a bloody remnant rainbow, wearing a wide sleeved robe, blood clothes and blood hair.

In addition, there are people in the north, wearing black robes and shrouded in Yin. There are fierce ghosts. They come from the rain with a harsh voice, darkening the space.

Suddenly, when the blood robed figures in the South and the black robed figures in the North approached the grass Pavilion, they all stepped down, narrowed their eyes and looked ahead.

They first looked at the tall and thin figure carrying three long swords, and then looked at the other two people in the grass Pavilion. Their faces were uncertain.

"The grave digger of yin and Yang, the devil crossing the bitter sea!"

The blood robed figure in the South was indifferent.

He was Xue Li, the deputy leader of the blood sea sect who appeared in the broken soul forest that night.

The black robed figure in the North swept his eyes and showed a strange smile.

"It's really fate for you to gather here. It seems that you came for that!"

The figure in black smiled.

Xueli's eyes looked at him coldly and said, "is Tiangui gate going to be born?"

"Hey, hey..."

The man smiled noncommittally.

Between heaven and earth, the cold wind is sharp and the rain curtain is increasing.

There was a clatter on the ground, and bubbles came out one after another.

Shen Qingfeng, the three kings with three long swords, has a vague breath and has appeared in the grass Pavilion.

"Amitabha, goodness, goodness!"

The monk folded his hands and smiled.

The tomb digger next to him also giggled strangely. He glanced at Shen Qingfeng and the two outside. He smiled and said, "you are bald and said you have no purpose. So many people gathered here. I'm afraid you calculated them all!"

"Buddha said that everything follows fate and everything is determined. Anyone who meets a poor monk here is destined to take the [three-day immortal pill] in the future!"

The monk smiled and spread out his palm. Three black pills appeared, wrapped by the mysterious power, and shot at the three kings Shen Qingfeng and the two outside the pavilion.

The three people's eyes coagulated, did not refuse, and grabbed the pill.

Shen Qingfeng, the third king, took a deep look at the pill in his hand and said, "I want to know where to mess first?"

The grave digger Gaga smiled strangely and said, "if you ask him this question, you might as well ask me. He will answer the Buddha," you can't say it, you can't say it. Besides fooling, the smelly monk is killing! "

Shen Qingfeng, the third king, looked at the tomb digger and said, "do you have any ideas?"

"There's no high view, but there's one low view. I just dug it up and saw it. The six kings are dead, the Feng Shui pattern has been broken, and the central and southern regions will take the lead in chaos. The gods' resentment suppressed by you for many years will soon be eaten back. Hey, hey, lead the whole body, vent the gods' resentment, and other patterns will be in chaos!"

The grave digger smiled.

Shen Qingfeng, the third king, had deep eyes and said, "Central South region, meteorite God region..."

"Quack, quack..."

The grave digger laughed

The three kings Shen Qingfeng frowned in an instant.

Outside the pavilion, both of them fell into thinking.

Meteorite realm

This place is different.

The figure in black quickly sneered and said, "the supreme ancient dynasty has been maintained for too long. All parties can't breathe. It should have collapsed long ago. Compared with the supreme ancient dynasty, I'm more curious about the Taigu jade Bi. Should the two predecessors know something?"

"Gaga, I know. I'm afraid you'll die to get it."

The grave digger laughed again.

"Amitabha."

The monk is also smiling and unpredictable.

"Dare to ask your predecessors for advice!"

Said the figure in black.

Blood Li on one side also looked at them.

"Don't worry, the news will spread all over the world soon. Do you want to know? Still want to go to the meteor God domain! "

The grave digger giggled strangely.

The black robed figure and bloody Li all narrowed their eyes.

Another meteorite realm!

What secrets are hidden in this place?

Feng Shui pattern is the first place to break. At the same time, Taigu jade is also there?

The hearts of several people were rolling.

…

The black great plain, vast and sparsely populated, looks countless miles.

From a high altitude, the seven core ancient cities are more mysterious than one.

A trace of strange Qi emerged from the ground and spread around silently.

These strange Qi seem to have life. They specially choose some dirty places to surge away

Some long dead bones suddenly creep gently, as if they were resurrected.

Time is slow.

Tongtianjiao.

Holy land space.

Qi Yun has successfully brought in all the medicinal materials. After two consecutive days of copying and refining, he has produced tens of thousands of Bigu pills. However, his Bigu pills can not be called Bigu pills, because they are not in the form of pills, but boiled into liquid medicine, bowl after bowl, just like those holy drugs.

In the final analysis, it belongs to him. He can't refine pills. He can only boil them as medicinal materials.

But fortunately, the boiled liquid also seems to have miraculous effects.

He tried it himself. When he drank a bowl of liquid medicine, his stomach swelled. He was even fuller than taking Shiquan tonic pills.

Now, two days later, he is still not hungry at all.

This shows that his [Bigu porridge] is still effective.

It is clearly recorded in the Dan book that a grain of Bigu Dan can last for one month without eating.

Even if his rice porridge is discounted, it will last for 15 days.

Qi Yun was so satisfied that he called the animals and began to let them take Pigu porridge one by one.

During this time, these monsters were hungry. They were basically eating ginseng. They were shiny and thick. Even their scales became thicker and wider than before.

Although he has a lot of ginseng, he can't stand the waste of these monsters.

One monster came forward one after another and soon swallowed all the liquid medicine in the bowl.

Even the little water emperor and the Nine Tailed scorpion are the same.

But this little water emperor is really weird. Other monsters are full after eating a bowl.

This thing has drunk three bowls, and the little water emperor hasn't eaten for a while. He's actually fine.

Qi Yun secretly called it strange.

Soon, these monsters were sent out by him, and he himself took out another bowl of liquid medicine.

Xuanjidan!

Take one pill and you can increase one armour skill.

Qi Yun looked up and drank a bowl. He opened the panel and looked at it. Soon his eyebrows wrinkled. Then he drank the second bowl and the third bowl.

After drinking three bowls in one breath, there was finally a movement in his body. A hot current surged out and roared away towards his limbs and bones, breaking his body.

At the same time, the handwriting on the panel began to change.

HP: 245 + 20 (can be increased)

Spirit: 145 + 8 (can be improved)

Energy: 235 + 15 (can be increased)

Qi Yun showed his excitement and immediately went from top to bottom.

Soon, HP changed from 245 to 280

Spirit changed from 145 to 165

Energy changes from 235 to 275.

The integral changes from 5850 to 5175

Qi Yun's eyes were shining, and he vomited a mouthful of turbid Qi. He felt that his body, which had just expanded, suddenly recovered, energetic and powerful.

He looked at the numbers of the three items on the panel.

Have these three bowls of liquid medicine improved the skill of Yijia?

So it's the middle of Jindan?

He closed his eyes and looked at the golden elixir. It was bigger than before.

Qi Yun looked at the remaining liquid medicine, brought the bowl again and poured it into his stomach.

After drinking three more bowls in one breath, the handwriting behind the bowl can be improved again.

He showed his best and lit it again.

Brush!

From top to bottom.

HP changed from 280 to 300

Spirit changed from 165 to 170

Energy changed from 275 to 285.

Points changed from 5175 to 4950

The following handwriting becomes non exaltable again.

Qi Yun moved his body and soon frowned.

The increase is smaller.

Not as big as before.

Is it only the first time you take it that it has the strongest effect?

He looked at the remaining liquid medicine and poured a few bowls down again.

However, as he guessed, he continued to take it, and the handwriting on the panel never changed.

Qi Yun reveals his thoughts.

Even so, he was content.

With his current strength, it should be the middle and late stage of Jindan.

The next step is the later stage of the golden elixir, and then the great perfection of the golden elixir.

He showed his satisfaction. With a move of his palm, the blood demon tower and crystal flying sword flew and began to refine again.