Chapter three hundred and twenty Storm will rise
In the quiet bamboo house, I glanced at it for a long time and settled down. The two brothers smiled faintly and practiced for a hundred years.
Inhale … exhale … inhale … exhale …
Breathe and breathe for 6 hours to adjust your spirit to the best state. The heart communicates with the hidden body world, and it easily pulsates with the breath.
The whole world became smart with the rhythm of blood, breathing together for almost 6 years, which was unprecedented. For 6 years, I had an unprecedented grasp of the world, and suddenly I was ecstatic and my mind sank into it bit by bit.
One day … January … One year … Ten years, six years, my heart melted into it, and I realized that for ten years, I slowly opened my eyes, instead of dividing black and white, it was deep and pure chaos, which suddenly spun from slow to fast, and all the chaos rushed to the center of the vortex and exploded.
Through the crystal clear eyes, green mountains, green waters and vast expanses of land are faintly visible, and there is no flaw in the pure land except for the lifeless side.
The vision in the eyes dissipated for 6 long, and a mass of fine mans appeared in the dark pupil, and a small piece of shock was blasted out with one punch. Zhu Jiuyin was awakened and scratched his head and giggled, "What happened to the teacher?"
6 Jiushen scolded, "Don’t be half-hearted when practicing, and learn more from your brother. If you concentrate on your mind, will you care about other things?" ！”
"It’s not just the teacher’s movement, besides, the senior brother hasn’t been waved over there, otherwise …" Zhu Jiu Yin suo suo neck whispered with grievances.
"Still can’t do it … it seems that we have to wait until the world’s derivative birth spirit is truly complete to motivate the world to punch and the world is invincible."
Gave Zhu Jiuyin a hard stare, ignored frowning for 6 long, and shook his head regretfully. This punch was pure strength and didn’t melt the world into it as imagined.
Slightly self-effacing and sighing for a long time, I gave up continuing to study the world. The palm of my hand was small and exquisite, and the color of a bell floated in chaos, and the stars flowed in front of me.
Every time I see this Lingbao for six years, I will think of its former owner, Emperor Tai, who heaved a sigh for six years. Suddenly, when my heart moved, a little fine fern flew out and sank into the East Emperor’s clock body, which was slowly rotated by magic, and with the expectation of six years, I was blessed with the ability to start the clock with dignity.
It worked! The rotation of the Eastern Emperor’s Clock has been accelerated a lot.
Long-term overjoyed, slow-moving, static, and backward-looking, the ability to bless the East Emperor Bell can produce the due effect.
"Don’t ability in imperceptible in breakthrough? ！”
I talked to myself with surprise for 6 years, and I couldn’t wait to pick up the demon emperor Rapier beside me, but I didn’t see any response.
Put away the ecstasy in my heart for 6 years, and fell into deep thinking to explore the reasons. What also didn’t touch the body? It was also a combination of itself. The Eastern Emperor Zhong can bless the ability to drive the will, but the Demon Emperor Rapier can’t?
"Is it because the East Emperor’s bell level is higher than the demon emperor Rapier? Impossible … "
6 long soliloquize out a possibility, then Mashan vetoed deep in thought, so 6 long one hand holding the demon emperor Rapier and the other hand holding chaos clock wait for a while trance.
I think it’s decades and six years, and I’ve repeatedly compared two treasures to find their differences. I’m a little tired on this day, and I’m filled with feelings, and I hear the whistling wind, flowing water and rustling bamboo forests …
"Bamboo grove … green bamboo grove …" Six long years seems to have grasped what efforts are made to gather the mind and try to find the key.
I don’t know how long it took. 6 long, my face sank, my lips slightly evoked a radian, and my mind moved. I was already in a lush world, and I was changing freely when my will dominated the world, which was much smoother than blessing in the East Emperor Bell.
"That’s right! This is it! "
After 6 years, I finally figured out that one of them, Rapier, the demon emperor of the Eastern Emperor Bell, can bless the will and drive, and the other one can’t be separated because the Eastern Emperor Bell is his own world and the demon emperor Rapier is not.
Self-creation of the world is like a physical body, and the will will impose obstacles on its nature.
After thinking about everything for 6 years, I was not in a hurry to go out, so I practiced in the world and borrowed time to superimpose magical powers.
You can bomb Amitabha without a hundred times of mana. What will happen to Mount Sumi now that you have restored your mana? What about a thousand times superposition? What about ten thousand times superposition? Add world power?
After 6 years of thinking about the future, I can’t help screaming in the sky.
The ideal is wonderful, but the reality is cruel, but it also has certain boundaries. After six years of profligacy in your own world, you have more ability to push the mana superposition to 300 times before you go further.
Once you push it to 300 times, you will cross the line, and then it will be unbearable to sting your brain for 6 long, and you will be unable to help but scream, which is very hallucinatory.
Yang Jian and Zhu Jiuyin woke up from a deep meditation at the same time after a hundred years in a closed bamboo house, but they didn’t find a figure for six years.
Yang Jian looked at the ban again and wondered, "The ban has not really been touched. Why isn’t the teacher here?"
"Three seniors look down upon the teacher" Zhu Jiuyin casually walked to Yang Jian with a wretched smile and a fat hand on his shoulder. "Where will the teacher’s magical power touch the ban? What’s worse, these bans are that the teacher arranges the teacher to go out and find three teachers’ mothers to enhance their feelings … As the saying goes, a small separation is better than a wedding. We must understand the old …"
Yang Jian piled up with a wry smile and endured Zhu Jiuyin’s nagging ears. At first, Zhu Jiuyin was clean, and he closed his mouth in horror. He turned around and saw that the East Emperor Bell would be recovered for 6 years.
At the sight of the Eastern Emperor Zhong Yang Jian suddenly understood the reason and smiled with relief. "It turns out that the teacher has entered the world to practice. No wonder the younger brother can’t find the teacher when he wakes up. The fourth brother also said …"
Paused and glanced at Zhu Jiuyin. At the sight of his fat face, he turned into a bitter gourd and smiled and continued, "The fourth teacher younger brother also said that the teacher had gone out."
I knew for a long time that Zhu Jiuyin wouldn’t say anything. I stared at him obedient and waved my hand to remove the ban. "One hundred years have expired."
After all, I should walk outside for a whole hundred years without enjoying mellow wine. I remembered the warm and fragrant nephrite for six years, and my heart warmed up.
Yang Jian pursues penance for a hundred years, but the commonplace expression is still pure and indifferent. Zhu Jiuyin seldom practices this fellow at all. Yang Jian, on the contrary, stepped out of the door with two lines of tears and tears of joy.
Yang Jian, who devoted himself to spiritual practice, woke up from meditation intermittently for dozens of times, almost counting the days. Can he not cry with joy when he is released from prison?
Qingtian Biyou Palace
A palace in the back hall is quietly holed up. A man wearing a tiara and a dragon robe strides out with a dignified face and a strong domineering and confident face. A few strands of evil spirit in the deep hall gradually dissipate behind him.
Ying Zheng has been closed for a hundred years.
Ying Zheng came to the front hall at a steady pace and leaned down to the Biyou bed. "Thanks to the hierarch, Ying Zheng has been impressed for five days. If the hierarch has sent Ying Zheng, it will be of service."
Glancing at Ying Zheng Tongtian leader, he nodded with satisfaction, not because he improved a lot, but because he got his promise.
"You go, remember to be careful. The leader will come soon." Tongtian leader waved Ying Zheng to leave.
Ying Zheng no longer worded fuels, devoting himself to a ceremony, turning and striding away.
Looking at the dragon and tiger walk away, the leader of Tongtian couldn’t help but show a smile. As early as before the catastrophe, the leader of Tongtian decided that Ying Zheng was the ninth saint set by heaven. When reuniting Pangu’s body, he achieved mixed position.
After the protagonist achieved mixed yuan in the murder, he was bound to be blessed by heaven, so he could win the victory of the murder. Therefore, the leader of Tongtian brought in Ying Zheng early and repeatedly sent his brother to help him and personally pointed him out.
After going out to know the "truth" for 6 years, most of the saints figured out this layer of cause and effect, and it was for various reasons that the Tongtian leader got the first hand.
In a robbery, he was defeated and lost. Now the leader of Tongtian has finally got a chance in this robbery. He wants revenge and revenge, and he wants to revive the cult.
Proud and arrogant, the leader picked up the sword god Qingping beside him and wiped it, which was his unique pre-war adjustment method. Then he wiped his right hand to reveal three peerless and fierce swords in front of him-Zhu Xian Jian, Jue Xian Jian and Trapped Xian Jian.
Tongtian hierarch missed a handle carefully and said to himself, "The array figure is back, but it’s still short of a handle to kill Xianjian Taiyi. It’s not as good as Yuan Tianzun’s apprentice. Let him do it now …"
"Even if there is no leader of the Sword Array, I am not afraid of people!"
Tongtian hierarch eyes a clot a aloof bully absolutely heroic foaming at the mouth and lip Angle confident smile with such a meaning.
With a wave of his robe and sleeve, he put away the whole fairy sword, the unique fairy sword and the trapped fairy sword, and the leader rose to the sky and hung the perfect green ping sword around his waist and walked out of the Biyou Palace.
Ying Zheng’s success or failure leads to the success or failure of interception. The Tongtian leader dare not neglect to personally go to Jiuyou to help stop the saints who come to destroy the great events in Ying Zheng.
Chapter three hundred and three Reunion Yuan Ling
Ying Zheng left the sky and quietly sneaked into the nine deep places of hell and entered the reincarnation in the depths of hell.
Before coming to Houtu Palace, Ying Zheng didn’t dare to intrude and disturb this great fruit who only saved his ancestors. With deep respect, he said, "The younger generation Ying Zheng asks for the Empress Houtu."
When I was young, a child came out of the door and said, "Your Majesty, please come in for a chat."
"Thank you, Daoyou"
Ying Zheng politely thanked her for stepping into the hall, where the child led her to see the Empress Dowager. At first sight, she saw a absolute beauty woman sitting in the hall. At first sight, the woman was familiar with Yan Ying Zheng. She fell to her knees and walked all the way to the front of the Empress Dowager. She cried sadly, "My brother met the Empress. I haven’t seen your old man for many years. Can you always be well?"
"good! Ok! Good! " Been empress hands to help Ying Zheng looked at it carefully and nodded in relief. "You, human-god, have been reincarnated and refined, and you are no longer brothers. I hope that the revival of the witch clan is really gratifying. Congratulations! What are you doing? Sit and talk. "
Ying Zheng took a seat in the hands of Empress Hou, and said, "Empress forgive my brother for telling the truth. Now the heaven and the earth are killing and robbing again. This is something that can’t protect the Wu brothers. They have stopped teaching Tongtian hierarch to reach an alliance to kill and rob together. I wonder what Empress is like?"
Empress Hou waved her hand and said, "Now you are the leader of the witch clan. You should always remember that the interests of the witch clan are paramount."