Chapter 109

At the next moment, Luochuan was washed into Nianhai by Tianmen sea and sank in the twinkling of an eye. Halfway down, Luo Chuan stopped slowly, curled up and lay on his side with a ring, like a baby in amniotic fluid, falling into a mysterious state.

Congenital water and fire revolved around Luochuan twice, making a wheezing sound, as if cheering.

When the Nianhai sea was about to be full, water and fire flew out of the Nianhai sea. Congenital true fire flies back to zhongdantian, and congenital true water falls back to xiadantian.

The human body has heaven and earth, and heaven and earth hide in a secret place.

If Luo Chuan still had consciousness at this time, he would be ecstatic.

In the lower Dantian, the innate true water rotates rapidly, condensing a vortex on the Dantian. Zhenyuan was moved and flowed slowly like quicksand. Gradually, a Qixiong and Weian court house was established on the Dantian. The court house is huge and vibrant, but it has unlimited possibilities.

In the elixir field, the innate true fire also rotates rapidly and launches a vortex on the elixir field. In the whirlpool, the blood essence began to solidify, then suddenly burst, and a blood red cliff rose from it! The cliff is high and majestic, shaped like a rooftop. It is also vibrant and full of infinite possibilities.

Li Huangting! Broken Lingtai! Open the door!

So far, the first three turns have been completed, and the congenital fire and water disappeared again, as if it had never appeared.

Unfortunately, Luochuan didn't see all this.

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Every autumn and winter, strong winds blow from the northwest, and black sand covers the sky, flooding the town.

Although the town is located in the Blackstone desert, it is not cut off because there are several oases outside the town.

A five - or six-year-old girl was grazing near the oasis with a newborn black pig in her arms. She raised her head from time to time. To the East was a mountain peak that blocked the sky and the sun. It was huge, dark and out of date through clouds, as if it was going to break the sky. In the west of her, behind the fog, there was a huge white palace, shrouded in green and red, which could not be seen clearly.

She heard from the old people in the town that this peak and hall did not exist a long time ago. Thunder sounded. First, the white giant Hall appeared in the west of the town, and then a few years later, there was the mountain.

The girl stroked the little black pig's head and looked at it attentively.

At this time, the girl Yu Guangzhong saw a figure passing by not far away. The man could walk dozens of feet in one step and ran towards the white giant Hall. She had seen such people when herding sheep outside the town. They all looked cold and didn't speak. They were at peace with the residents of the town.

The girl's face showed curiosity. She hesitated for a moment and patted a ram in front of her: "good sheep, don't run around."

With that, the girl held the little black pig in her arms and quietly chased the man in black. She walked faster and faster in sand. At last, she was as fast as man in black!

Less than five miles away, the man in black stopped, and the girl quietly stopped behind a boulder to hide and peek.

It was an oasis. In the center of the oasis, a huge skeleton protruded upward. The skeleton extends from the White Palace behind the fog in the distance, like tree roots, longer than the sheepfold. Such a strange skeleton is not rare in the black stone sand, and girls are used to it. But the next moment, she covered her mouth and saw the man in black jump into the oasis and draw a few strokes at the front of the skeleton. The skeleton slowly showed a door.

"No matter who you are, you can't stand being confined in the ghost prison for three days." a cruel smile appeared on Zhang Cheng's face.

When the bone door opened, Zhang Cheng looked intently and was stunned.

In the ghost prison, the boy sat cross legged and looked serene. He didn't fall into this collapse as Zhang Cheng imagined.

A touch of sunshine fell from the sky, crossed the rolling black sand and shot into the ghost prison.

The young man's eyelids trembled gently. Bones, oases, black gauze, everything in a ten mile radius trembled with the young man's eyelids.

"What's going on?" Zhang Cheng was shocked and stared round.

Suddenly, the boy opened his eyes.

Zhang Cheng's head buzzed. At this moment, he only felt that the mountains and rivers collapsed, the earth was flat, and the whole world seemed to wake up.

For nearly 30 years, I have followed the secret religion everywhere, visited countless places and met countless people. But Zhang Cheng has never seen such a pair of pure and ethereal eyes.

Like a newborn baby, gradually, Zhang Cheng showed a ghost like look on his face and said unbelievably, "this is... Xuan Wen?"

The fat Taoist breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes burst into inexplicable Brilliance: "it's a congenital dark pattern."

"It's impossible!" Zhang Cheng exclaimed.

"It's really impossible, but it happened."

The voice of the fat Taoist priest fell, and the congenital dark pattern suddenly burst into a circle of silver brilliance, overflowing from the bone prison, like mercury, flowing in all directions.

"Boom!" thunder came.

The sky became dark. In an instant, lightning flashed and thundered, and the bucket thick lightning fell from the sky clouds like a purple dragon dancing.

Zhang Cheng was in doubt.

"It's said that before the age of three, the person who opened the Tianmen gate had such a strange appearance of the Tianmen gate. He would madly depict countless congenital dark patterns and cause changes in the sky. But only once, he still needed to practice step by step like friar Huang ting. The fat Taoist's eyes twinkled with light.

As soon as the chatterbox was opened, the fat Taoist looked excited and gushed, "there are few Tianmen friars, not only because they are rare, but also because Tianmen friars are extremely fragile. They can only build a foundation, and then they can neither establish a Huangting nor break the Lingtai. Their flesh is weak, and they rely on pills to maintain their longevity!"

"The resources needed to support a Tianmen friar are extremely terrible. Only two dynasties, seven sects and my magic way can maintain it. But once you cultivate the Xuan God, it is definitely an existence against the sky. Not to mention the benefits brought by the achievement of the Xuan Wen immortal post are beyond imagination."

"Martial uncle is so knowledgeable that my nephew opened his eyes." Zhang Cheng flattered carefully.

"It's also a coincidence. A long time ago, the three forces in the demon world found three ground keels engraved with runes on the sixth floor of the white bone heavenly prison hall during a joint expedition. Later, I taught the elder to recognize that the ground keel was actually the skill of cultivating the heavenly gate, and one of them fell into your master's hand. Martial uncle, I learned a lot... Ha ha, fortunately, I met you Last Tianmen friar! "

Suddenly, the fat Taoist looked at Zhang Cheng with sharp eyes, and a killing opportunity flashed in his eyes.

Zhang Cheng was scared to death. He can be the first of the third generation of external disciples of the secret sect. Naturally, he is not a fool. Getting a Tianmen friar is equivalent to having a Xuanwen immortal position in the future, which is enough to make martial uncle qualified to compete for the position of leader. How can he share it with others. Since you can't share, there's only one result left... Kill yourself.

The thunder clouds dissipated and the sky returned to normal. The dark patterns in the prison are also like snow and ice in spring. They melt slowly with the naked eye, as if they had never appeared.

The fat Taoist glanced at Zhang Cheng, fell to Luo Chuan and smiled: "this Tao is the second elder of the external sect of the secret sect, Chang Qiu."

Zhang Cheng hesitated a little and learned from the fat Taoist. Generally, he said, "this Taoist Zhang Cheng is the chief disciple of the third generation of secret sect."