Chapter 635

Tonggu Taoist took a deep breath and looked dignified.

Melon seeds dropped did not pay attention to, this time, where there is the mind to pay attention to melon seeds.

"This secret place Is it really written by a saint? In order to "create saints", no It's not so easy to create saints. It should be said that it is to lay a solid foundation for the five Huang. "

It is thought of in people's mind.

This makes him more and more sure that there is a star Saint behind five Huang.

Wuhuang has been escorting Wuhuang. Otherwise, Wuhuang's rise from the world of low martial arts to Xianwu would have attracted the attention of the gods and demons for a long time. As a weak child, Wu Huang could never have been the opponent of the gods and demons.

After all, the weakest of any gods and demons is the imperial realm.

"The mind of a saint I can't guess. "

"But what is the purpose of creating a five Phoenix? It is absolutely impossible for a saint to do meaningless things. "

"Is there any other significance to the existence of Wu Huang?"

People's minds of Tonggu road are constantly turning.

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain how a sage put so much energy and means into the five Huang.

If the sage was optimistic about Lu fan, it would be good to specially promote and cultivate Lu Fan. In the past, the ancient Taoist thought so. But now it seems that the purpose of the sage is not to cultivate only one Lu Fan. The appearance of the white jade palace seems to be to cultivate the whole five Huang

The eyes of Tonggu Taoist became more and more solid, staring at the dantai Xuan which diffused out the second level fluctuation of soul.

"The second level of the soul, although it is only the promotion of the soul level, will not affect their own cultivation, but But it has unintentionally raised the upper limit of cultivation. "

"The level of soul is like the capacity of a cup. The capacity of the first level of soul is small, and reaching the emperor of heaven is the limit, while the capacity of the second level of soul is much larger, which can cultivate a quasi Saint..."

Tonggu Taoist deeply looked at the figures sitting on the stairs of the white jade palace.

Today, Tonggu Taoists can be sure that the value of the white jade palace is not weaker than that of the land of understanding formed by the three statues of the ancestor of beasts.

The statue of ancestor of beast is to cultivate cultivation, and the white jade palace is to cultivate the level of soul.

Both are very important. However, to say one, perhaps the cultivation of soul level is more difficult.

Because the upgrading of the soul level needs one's own perception to understand, which is more abstruse and more difficult.

Tonggu Taoist suddenly felt some pity.

Unfortunately, he was not allowed to enter the palace. If his soul level could understand the third level in the palace, maybe the Terran could add another saint.

The birth of a sage has a tremendous impact on the situation of the whole human race.

"However, although Dan taixuan has stepped into the second level of his soul, he still has some difficulties in maintaining it. Some people, who can step into it in an instant, will soon weaken again. It is fundamental to want to maintain it."

Tonggu Taoist narrowed his eyes, and he was not worried.

He sat down again and began to eat melon seeds. He was very curious about how much surprise the white jade palace could give him.

……

On the island in the middle of the lake.

Lu Fan was pale.

His spirit was deposited in the preaching platform, connecting the power of the God of fire element with the white jade palace to provide the support of the original God power for the white jade palace.

Wow

The powerful power of the yuan God was continuously transmitted to the white jade palace along the chain above the eight trigrams array tripod.

The God of fire element felt the rapid passing of his original spirit, and suddenly felt a little frightened.

"What did you do?"

"You want to empty me?"

The God of fire element began to feel uneasy and attacked the eight trigrams array tripod angrily, hoping to break the tripod.

Just at that moment, he felt that his power of primordial spirit had been absorbed and taken away a big wave, that Almost killed him.

If it goes on according to this speed and rhythm, he will be sucked dry sooner or later!

Lu Fan also discovered this problem, which is very serious.

Today's spirit of fire is the main source of white jade palace. If Lu fan is allowed to support it, it will be drained in a moment.

It is only a matter of time before the God of fire is drained.

Lu fan has to find a way.

"If you want to milk cows, you have to make them eat better..."

Lu Fan was thinking.

Out of the pulpit.

Lu Fan was blowing a breeze on the pavilion, and his head slightly swelled. Although he built a channel to supply the yuan Shen's power of fire element God, the transmission of this channel also needed Lu Fan's yuan Shen power to transmit. Therefore, Lu Fan also consumed some energy.

However, it is not a big problem. With Lu Fan's power of Yuan Shen, he will soon be able to resist.

What he cares about is how to keep the fire elemental God in constant output"With pills?"

Lu Fan thought, and then, controlling the thousand blade chair, he floated into the alchemy Pavilion and into Ni Yu's little Treasury.

All the pills refined by Ni Yu over the years were found to have no effect on restoring vitality.

Lu Fan sighed. Did he have to study such an elixir?

But now, Lu Fan's yuan Shen's power to maintain the output is under great pressure. If we go to study Dan Fang again, the yuan God is afraid that it will be too hard.

"By the way, pills can't work, but miracles can..."

"Dad's little vault, too."

As soon as Lu Fan's eyes brightened, he made up his mind, and then he floated out to the ancient tomb, Lu Changkong's research room.

In ancient tombs.

Land of Lu Changkong's research.

A mu of medicinal fields are opening up, and the strong fragrance diffuses from the field, and the medicinal plants are unfolding in the wind.

Lu Fan's eyes swept by and saw a lot of miraculous herbs, but they were not satisfied. He couldn't find which one he wanted.

Lu Fan continued to walk deep into the field.

Soon Lu Fan's eyes brightened.

It can accelerate the blood flow speed, enhance the body function until it explodes, and enhance the power of fighting against water in the desperate situation

Under a grass petal full of red blood, there is a plaque on which the medicinal properties of this medicinal plant are written.

Lu Fan hit his mouth.

"Poison is poison. What kind of magic drug..."

Lu Fan was speechless.

This water plant, to put it nicely, is actually a poisonous grass that detonates human blood.

If you are a little careless, I'm afraid the blood will explode, and then people will die.

It's good to shake your head, but it's not a good medicine.

All the way down the road, many of the best medicine came into sight. These are the achievements of Lu Changkong in recent years. Lu Fan was dazzled and stunned.

He always thought that his father was just playing. What he did was to cultivate poisonous weeds and enhance the power of ten thousand poisonous bodies.

But I didn't expect that my father actually hybridized so many strange poisonous weeds.

"Yes

"Luanshen chrysanthemum, low-grade fairy medicine, oral, toxicity: medium, after swallowing, it will stimulate the yuan Shen, enhance the release power of the yuan Shen, cause the yuan Shen to expand, and finally burst to pieces."

Under a translucent, jellyfish like chrysanthemum, the plaque writes the introduction.

But Lu Fan was extremely satisfied. He found it, and this is what he was looking for!

When he was moved, the aura stacked into thick protective gloves. Even Lu Fan didn't dare to take it lightly. After all, his father's intermediate toxicity was absolutely terrible.

Lu Fan didn't want to go with the wind and water for so long, and was finally poisoned by Lu Changkong's poison.

After picking luanshen chrysanthemum, Lu Fan didn't stay for a long time. He glanced at the remaining two plants in the field. After thinking about it, he still didn't pick it. Leave some for Dad.

……

On the steps of the white jade palace.

Dantai is dark and peaceful.

There are faint white spots in the eyebrow, which is a manifestation of the power of the soul.

After stepping into the second level of soul, Dan taixuan faintly noticed some strangeness. He looked around.

The world that had no flaws in his eyes was not so vivid at the moment.

However, Dan taixuan did not directly break away.

It's rare to have a chance to be reborn. Dan taixuan plans to give it a good try.

In this life, whether he can reach the peak with the mortal body.

To what extent can he lead Da Xuan?

After Tang Xian died, Dan taixuan took Tang Yimo away.

Of course, Tang Guo and Tang Yimo's mother took him to the imperial capital to teach him martial arts.

Tang Yimo was really gifted in martial arts. He even surprised Jiang Li and devoted himself to training. Soon, Tang Yimo became a commander in the grand Xuan army of commander Jiang Li.

After the unification of the world, Dan taixuan began to deal with affairs.

After all, he had the experience of being a emperor, and he was very familiar with the way of governing the world. He was so familiar that he was amazed by the counselors who assisted him, such as Mobei guest and Mo Ju.

Under the rule of dantaixuan, the great Xuan Dynasty ushered in a prosperous age.

Ten years passed, and dantaixuan became more and more peaceful, as if to be detached.

It looks gentle and elegant, but even the most powerful master of Qi and blood can't lift the courage to wave his fist in front of Dan taixuan.

In the prosperous times of China, Dan taixuan attacked the outside world with heavy fists.

He let Jiang Li lead the great Xuan army, directly kill out of the scope of the great Xuan, kill to Rongdi, kill the boundless desert.

Soon, he met with the Martens in the West.

Under the cultivation of Dan taixuan, all of them are strong and powerful, and there are outstanding generals such as Jiang Li and Zhao Zixu.The kingdom of Marton could not resist the great Xuan Dynasty at all. It was soon defeated and defeated by the great Xuan Dynasty.

Dan taixuan continued his expedition.

The whole Wuhuang continent has been included in the territory. Of course, this is the Wuhuang before the transformation of heaven and earth.

Finally, it took 30 years for Dan taixuan to stand on top of the five Huang.

Because there is no civilization of practice, even the master of Qi and blood will still be deprived of his vitality and become old gradually.

Dantaixuan is no exception.

Jiang Li is old and can't lift his knife.

Dan taixuan is also old, and many of his old friends have passed away. In the era of no practitioners, no one can keep a long life. The power of time rules is as cruel as a knife.

However, Dan taixuan was satisfied.

In this life, he did not choose to die in bed.

When the sun was born, he was dressed in emperor's robes and sat on the throne, looking into the distance.

Decades of precipitation, let his soul gradually stable down, he more and more profound.

The morning sun shines in and pulls out the bright light in the court hall.

Tan Tai Xuan's old body is bathed in the sun, and the corners of his mouth pick.

With the imperious and endless vigor of the emperor, he closed his eyes.

Boom!

Everything in front of me exploded.

A streamer burst out of the palace and quickly penetrated into the dantaixuan body sitting on the white jade stairs.

Dan taixuan opened his eyes and looked at the white jade palace calmly. Everything was as expected. The life he had experienced was really just an illusion made by the palace.

However, whether it is true or not, Dan taixuan himself is somewhat confused.

However, he knows that the experience of this life has made some changes to him, which are changes on the level of soul.

Originally stuck in the level of jiuzhuan Jinxian, dantaixuan now feels that it is not difficult for him to step into Daluo immortal.

Although it was possible to break through before, with the improvement of his soul level, he could easily break through the membrane of that breakthrough.

……

In fact, it is not only Dan taixuan who has revived his whole life.

Most of the five Huangs have been reborn for a lifetime, in totally different ways and attitudes.

There was no aura, no practitioner, no white jade capital, no lord Lu, who lived a life again.

When Ning Zhao opens her eyes, she finds that she is back in Beiluo city. When she is a maid of Lu fan, she is stunned.

Long eyelashes tremble, pursed pursed lips, eyes can not help but fluctuate, and even continue to spray water surging.

When Lu Fan's room rang, Ning Zhao pushed open the door to enter, and saw Lu fan, who was stubborn and wanted to get up from the ground.

"Childe

Ning Zhao shouts, helping Lu Fan get up and sit in a wooden wheelchair.

Lu Fan said nothing.

Ning Zhao stood on the side, quietly looking at this time is still a bit naive, with ordinary people can not imagine stubborn childe.

There is no jade like demeanor, no unique, just ordinary disabled legs, inconvenient Lu Shaozhu.

"It's not the childe who is so gorgeous..."

Ning Zhao has a little regret in her heart, but after that, she hopes for something.

Maybe

Such a childe, Fang is not an unattainable childe.

"Young master, I'll help you..."

Ning Zhao's voice softened a lot and helped Lu Fan wipe his face.

Beiluo city is still Beiluo city. Ning Zhao finds that he has returned to the original origin. At this time, Beiluo has not been broken.

Ning Zhao is serving the landing time every day.

Her enthusiasm made Lu fan, who was somewhat introverted, at a loss, but gradually got used to it.

They are used to cleaning his hands, pushing him to walk slowly in the garden, going back to the house and carrying him to bed

Ning Zhao is also used to doing these, willingly, without any complaints.

Perhaps, in front of the childe is not that childe, but, Ning Zhao is more and more enthusiastic.

A lot of things have changed in the world.

Without aura, the childe did not grow up to be such a peerless monster.

It can kill millions of enemies between checkerboards.

However, Ning Zhao is inexplicably some small joy, as if the heart of the small joy can be achieved.

In the dead of night, Ning Zhao will sit quietly on Lu Fan's roof.

Looking at the stars all over the sky, thinking about things in another world.

"In fact, Ni Chunqiu, the empress, is very enviable At least, she has the courage to take that step. "

"But some people can only hide everything in the bottom of their heart, watching secretly, watching from afar, not daring to speak out."

Ning Zhao pursed her lips.Although it will be a pity to live a life again, Ning Zhao has put all his passion into it.

Childe is her God.

And in the countdown of Ning Zhao.

As the garrison of the Zhou Dynasty, Beiluo city finally ushered in the battle of siege.

However, different from previous generations, this time the United forces of overlord and Tang Xiansheng attacked Beiluo.

The small emperor of the great Zhou Dynasty was violent, which made the city of Beiluo unstable.

Lu Changkong chooses to defend the city firmly.

However, overlord is too strong. In a world without aura, the great master's ultimate overlord is the first in the world.

North Los Angeles is broken.

The tranquility of Lu Fu was broken.

As a martial arts man, Ning Zhao must step forward to protect Lu Fu.

Lu Changkong sent someone to take Lu Fan away.

A revered martial arts master of the enemy came after him. Ning Zhao's emaciated body blocked Lu Fan's body and guarded the young master.

Over the years, after her rebirth, her accomplishments have improved a lot, and she has already entered the realm of a master.

However, this is not the era of practice, and there are limits to the master.

There are more and more wounds on her body and more and more blood flowing.

But, after all, she stood up, blocking these people from pursuing the prince who was on the way out.

This is her obsession. Childe used to be her God. Now She put all her money into this life, and she wanted to hold up a day for him.

When she finally couldn't hold the sword and fell to the ground, she raised her head and watched Lu Fan's chariot disappear at the end of the road.

She laughed.

This strong obsession seems to break everything around.

The space is fluctuating. Ning Zhao feels that everything in front of her eyes becomes blurred and the world seems to become dreamy.

"It's not true..."

He sighed.

However, all of them are false, but her emotion of betting on childe is true.

Some real things can't be fake or replaced.

Ning Zhao feels her soul is sublimating.

Hot, once suppressed in the bottom of her heart after the release of emotion, let her feel that everything between heaven and earth seems to become clear, can capture the general, the soul is transparent.

Live a life again, although the life is short, but she has a happy life.

……

Sima Qingshan found himself reborn, at that moment, he was flustered.

He once again became a poor painter in nanjincheng.

On the first day of his rebirth, he rushed out of Nanjin City, with all his belongings, and rushed to the city in his memory.

The refugees went down the river, but Sima Qingshan went up against the current.

He still remembered that he had painted a picture of refugees, the first painting he had given her.

But at the moment, he didn't want to paint.

Finally, after three days and three nights, Sima Qingshan, who was so hungry that he could not, finally arrived at the gate of the small city.

There is no aura, no cultivation method to live a life again What should he do?

What should he take to know her?

Outside the gate of the city, Sima Qingshan hesitated, hesitated, but also worried.

What if she hates him?

Sima Qingshan shook his head and was determined to enter the city.

In the city, they set up paintings and sell them.

When I set up a stall not far from an Fu mansion, what I do every day is to quietly look at the door of an Fu.

When he saw the beautiful figure walking out of the house in a red cloak, his eyes would always be bright.

He then picked up the ink moistened pen and slowly wrote on the rice paper.

The graceful demeanor of a girl like a lotus in the water appears on the drawing paper.

The girl was attracted by her red cloak.

The lotus step moves gently.

But Sima Qingshan immediately put up the stall, put up the picture, and left in a hurry.

The girl's eyes looked at the fleeing figure, a little surprised.

Once, twice, three times

Sima Qingshan felt very upset.

He was afraid of something.

Because now he Sima Qingshan is not a man of practice, but a poor painter who has difficulty in supporting himself.

Maybe it's this psychological pressure that makes him afraid to face it.

Sima Qingshan was very upset. He took out the painting in the moonlight. Only half of the graceful figure in the painting was drawn. However, Sima Qingshan could not see it from the corners of his mouth.

This night, he sat quietly, thinking about what had happened.

He didn't know that previous experiences were dreams, or that today's experiences were dreams.

Thinking for a day and a night is like an old monk in meditation.

Sima Qingshan finally woke up and made a decision in his heart.

He once again set up a stall in front of an's house. The girl in the red cloak saw it, but she was very angry. She just came and walked away.Sima Qingshan was silly, but he didn't give up.

The next day, the stall was directly placed on the path of the girl's diversion.

The girl was stunned, but she changed her way like a gamble. On the third day, Sima Qingshan also blocked the girl's road to change her way again.

Finally, the girl came over.

Sima Qingshan looked calmly.

A picture volume unfolds, but the girl is startled. Each painting volume is lifelike, as if it contains an extremely strong will, which makes her mind vibrate.

Is this poor painter a master?

The girl took the silver to buy the picture scroll, but Sima Qingshan didn't refuse. She took the silver and sent a painting, telling the girl to go back and open it again.

Although curious, the girl agreed.

After returning to the mansion, he unfolded the painting and saw himself in the painting as if he had come back to life.

The painter Drawing her?

The girl's face is full of red.

Every next day, the girl will come out and Sima Qingshan will send a painting every day.

Unconsciously, three hundred days and nights passed.

There are more than 300 paintings in the girl's room. Every picture is a girl, and every girl's actions are different.

Sima Qingshan's quiet and gentle smile every day is also unconsciously engraved in the girl's heart.

Zhou is dead and chaos is coming.

The peace of the town was broken.

The soldiers and horses entered the city, and the town was in chaos, and the cry and cry resounded.

An's house was thoroughly investigated by officers and soldiers, and the owner of the house died miserably. The whole mansion was in a mess. The servants rushed away with their packages, just like a pot of porridge.

Sima Qingshan learned that, calm heart, not negative calm.

Facing the danger, he rushed into an Fu.

Familiar with the way to find the girl's boudoir, at the moment the girl is helpless in the boudoir with her legs.

She couldn't bear the paintings, and she couldn't carry them away.

Sima Qingshan appears and wants to take her away.

The girl refused, biting her lips, looking at more than 300 paintings.

Sima Qingshan smile: "when you and I recognize today, from today, I will draw you a picture every day."

"I'm Sima Qingshan."

Then, in the girl's trance, holding the girl's hand, he secretly left the mansion, out of the city, into the mountains to live in seclusion.

Decades have passed.

Deep mountain cottage.

The old Sima Qingshan's trembling hands are still sprinkled with ink.

After drawing.

The old Sima Qingshan, carrying a wine pot, burned the painting scroll to the grave people in front of a small tomb beside the small house.

After that, drinking wine, sitting in a rocking chair, quietly watching spring and autumn come.

Jielu is in the human realm.

In peace, the soul is like waves and ripples.

……

In the pulpit.

With the transformation of the souls of Tan Tai Xuan, Ning Zhao, Sima Qingshan and others, the power of the God of fire element is almost drained away.

"Stop smoking..."

The roar of the fire elemental God becomes powerless.

Lu Fan's hair was flying and his white shirt was fluttering. He felt a position on the white jade ladder to realize the upgrading of the soul level. His mouth was full of satisfaction and brilliant.

After that, he took out the chrysanthemum.

"Old fire, take the medicine."

"Don't waste it."

"Make up for it. The future of Wu Huang depends on you."

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