Doomsday Horror Storm

Chapter 38: The name of the demon thief! Yang Xuan bowed slightly and said: "Senior, I will bring my disciples here to test their qualifications. Please help me."

The white-bearded old man looked at Yang Xuan carefully, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, and said: "Are you the foreign cultivator who joined recently?" Yang Xuan nodded.

The white-bearded old man turned around, picked up a cup similar to the "Liang Tian Dou" from the table next to him, and said with a smile: "The visitor is a guest. Is that little brother over there your disciple?"

In the eyes of the monks, no one who has reached the state of distraction is not over a thousand years old, so he thought Yang Xuan was also this age.

As for Xiao Changhai, after being baptized by the Spirit Cleansing Pond, under three times the absorption rate, not only was he reborn, but he also directly reached the early stage of Foundation Establishment. For these old monsters who have practiced for thousands of years, those in the Foundation Establishment Realm can do it.

My great-great-great-grandson... Yang Xuan said to Xiao Changhai: "You go."

Xiao Changhai nodded, walked forward slowly, and walked to the white-bearded old man. He looked at the old man who was over eighty years old, bowed respectfully, and said: "Junior pays homage to senior."

The white-bearded old man smiled slightly, his eyes twinkling, and said: "Little brother, come here, let me see how many qualifications you have achieved." As he said this, he slowly raised the black-yellow cup and printed it on Xiao Changhai's hand.

Chest.

Xiao Changhai's body trembled, and he had the illusion that his soul and blood had been sucked away, and his mind fell into a blank for an instant.

Yang Xuan stood next to him and looked down, only to see a ray of bright golden light slowly emerging from the black-yellow cup, bit by bit, blooming with thousands of rays of light. "This..." The white-bearded old man

His body shook, and the hand holding the Xuanhuang cup almost dropped the cup to the ground. He looked at the extremely bright golden light in shock, and said in horror: "The seven-aperture exquisite heart is actually the legendary seven-aperture exquisite heart." Hearing this,

Yang Xuan was startled for a moment, and then his eyes widened, with a look of astonishment on his face. Among the seven qualifications of cultivation, the Exquisite Heart with Seven Apertures is the highest quality. For thousands of years, only one or two appeared occasionally in the world of cultivation, and each one possessed the Exquisite Seven Apertures.

The person with the heart is the person who caused huge chaos in the world of cultivation. At this time, Xiao Changhai slowly opened his eyes. He saw the shocked expression of the white-bearded old man and couldn't help but ask: "Why is the senior so shocked?"

, could it be that my qualifications are not suitable for learning immortality?" Although he vaguely felt that this was not the case, he could not help but feel a little nervous.

The white-bearded old man came back to his senses, smiled bitterly, shook his head, looked at Yang Xuan aside, and said bitterly: "Fellow Taoist, congratulations, you have gained a good disciple."

Yang Xuan also came back to his senses and smiled bitterly. He accepted Xiao Changhai simply because he was moved by the latter's persistence. He originally thought that if Xiao Changhai was not suitable for cultivation, he would send him to learn alchemy and become a doctor.

A famous alchemist, he never thought that his disciple could not only cultivate, but also have the best qualification that is rare in a thousand years. The Seven Orifices and Exquisite Heart, as the name suggests, are crystal clear. Only people born with spiritual bodies can possess them. This type of people are talented and intelligent.

The speed is extremely fast, far beyond that of ordinary people. For example, a person with a single heart, ten years to draw Qi, a hundred years to build a foundation, five hundred years of golden elixir, a thousand years of Nascent Soul, two thousand years of distraction... Such a person with seven orifices and exquisite heart

A person can draw Qi in one year, build a foundation in ten years, form an elixir in fifty years, and become a Nascent Soul master in a hundred years... When Xiao Changhai next to him heard the words of the white-bearded old man, his eyes lit up.

The hanging heart in his heart was relieved, and he was a little excited. He persisted desperately in Xilingchi in order to be able to achieve something in the future, so as to repay Yang Xuan. If he is said to be unsuitable for practicing immortality now, it will be like killing him.

He still felt uncomfortable. Yang Xuan cupped his hands to the white-bearded old man and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist."

The white-bearded old man smiled bitterly and waved his hand.

Immediately, without staying too long, Yang Xuan took Xiao Changhai out of the main hall and returned to the side hall.

After the two of them left, the white-bearded old man showed a complicated look in his eyes. After a long time, he sighed and said: "If my senior brother were here today, I would be willing to keep you despite the reputation of being despised.

That disciple.

Qiqiao Exquisite Heart, how long has it been since the world of cultivation has appeared? I'm afraid that in another hundred years, the world of cultivation will once again be shaken up." As he spoke, he looked back at the three Taoist ministers in the hall, sighed, and said bitterly: "

The ancestors once predicted that Linglong will come out and the Nine Palaces will return... At that time, the world of cultivation will be unified again, regardless of good and evil..." He looked melancholy, turned around suddenly, as if he no longer cared about anything, and said mockingly: "

So what if the world is unified, I promise you, I will withdraw from the world of cultivation and never take another step forward from this Taoist hall..." He slowly walked into the inner hall, his back looking a little lonely and lonely.

...In a room in the side hall.

Yang Xuan looked at the disciple in front of him, smiled slightly, and said: "Although you are still late in cultivating Taoism, you are very qualified. As long as you work hard, you may be able to reach my current level within a hundred years."

Xiao Changhai looked bitter, "Isn't a hundred years too long?" Yang Xuan glared at him and said angrily: "The lifespan of a cultivator is long, and a hundred years can only take a blink of an eye. Isn't it too short for you? Others can be distracted and dreaming for a thousand years.

I could even laugh out loud.”

Xiao Changhai stuck out his tongue and smiled.

Yang Xuan took it out from his arms and said: "Take it and enlarge it to make a copy. It records the purpose of cultivating Taoism and the general cultivation methods, as well as countless spells."

Xiao Changhai said respectfully: "Yes."

Yang Xuan threw a space ring to him and said: "Here are the seven flying swords I refined. If you can control them flexibly, they will be enough to reach the Nascent Soul Realm. I will leave for a while next time and get you some crystal cores by the way."

When you come back, you will be directly promoted to the Nascent Soul Realm. During this time, you can practice more spiritual power." Xiao Changhai asked doubtfully: "You want to leave?" Yang Xuan nodded and said: "This world is much vaster than where you are now.

The world is called the world of cultivation. I come from outside the world. There is the world of monks and the secular world. I am a person from the secular world."

Xiao Changhai asked in astonishment: "Is there a world beyond this world?" Yang Xuan smiled and said: "It's good that you know this. There is a sky outside the world, and there is no end to cultivating the Tao."

Xiao Changhai nodded vaguely in understanding.

...in the secular world, in the sky.

A young man in black lay lazily on a dark cloud, holding a pot of old wine in his hand, with a leisurely expression, and said: "It's so damn comfortable to stay in this vast world, you can do whatever you want, it's better than that

The world inside a bastard is much more fun."

"Bastard!" Suddenly, a loud shout came from behind.

I saw hundreds of figures rushing out from behind a cloud, all holding weapons and looking extremely angry. They stared at the leisurely figure on the dark clouds, their eyes shining with hatred.

"Yo" the young man in black raised his eyelids and said with a half-smile: "You guys, you are chasing me very fast. I just went to the warehouse you mentioned, so there is no need to chase after you so hard."

Huh?" The middle-aged man standing among the hundreds of people said with cold eyes: "If you hand over the stolen gold-level crystal core, our Iron-Blooded Base City will let you go." The young man in black raised his head and took a sip of old wine.

, said calmly: "I won't pay you back?" The middle-aged man's face turned livid, and he said angrily: "You are looking for death." With that, he rushed over.

The young man in black glanced at him disdainfully and said: "With your weak cultivation, you dare to talk about life and death to me? If I hadn't been in a good mood, you would have died hundreds of times." As he said that, he raised his hand casually.

Pointing forward, the dark clouds beneath him squirmed, and Huoranjia turned into a beam of black light and disappeared into the distant horizon in the blink of an eye.

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment.

"Boss, what should I do?" The other figures all chased after him, looking at the disappearing hateful man, and turned to ask the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said bitterly: "What else can we do? It's bad luck for us. Let's go back and post a wanted order." After saying that, he took the lead and turned around to leave.

... Yang Xuan didn't know that the second clone he created had become a famous robber in the outside world. He was rewarded with nearly 100 billion crystal cores. He became famous all over the world and earned the title of "Devil Thief".

The world of cultivation is calm on the surface, but in fact it is turbulent in the dark. The appearance of Qilin has attracted great attention from both good and evil. Everyone wants to find Qilin and get the Tiandao Stone from him. Two days pass like water.

For the past two days, Xiao Changhai has been bored in his room, cultivating his spiritual power according to the methods contained in the Taoist scriptures.

But Yueling had nothing to do, so she left the snow mountain, and would only come back in the evening.

In the sky, snowflakes are falling, with a bit of beauty and romance.

Yang Xuan walked outside the palace. In addition to the monotonous white, there were many red cloth strips around, with a bit of joy. In one day, it would be the wedding day of the most talented girl in the Ice God Palace. Therefore,

The cold palace seemed quite lively these two days.

"Little boy, don't run, don't run."

Suddenly, a sweet shout sounded from the front.

Yang Xuan looked up.

Under the branches, on the snow, a woman in white clothes, with picturesque features, skin like frost, and slender hands as white as jade, slowly picked up a naughty little snow cat from the snow. Snowflakes sprinkled from the sky and fell on the ground.

On her supple black hair, she looked like a goddess of ice and snow in the wind and frost.

At this moment, the whimpering sound seemed to disappear from Yang Xuan's ears.

The beautiful woman slowly stood up from the ground, holding the little snow cat in her arms. Her eyes were like water, with a faint luster, and a kind of tranquil beauty like water.

Suddenly, she seemed to notice something. She raised her head, snowflakes fell from her head, and she saw Yang Xuan in the distance.

"Bold" the look of the woman in white changed, and she suddenly shouted: "Who are you? How dare you spy on me?" Yang Xuan suddenly felt that the beautiful picture in front of him suddenly shattered, and a clear voice came into his ears, making him come back to his senses.

He came, paused for a moment, looked at the woman in white whose temperament had completely changed, and said, "Excuse me, are you the Ice Fairy from the Ice God Palace?" "It's me," the woman in white said proudly.

Yang Xuan: "..."...This is a girl who is as still as still water and as dynamic as a volcano...the third female character that this book focuses on.

I haven't been in a good mood lately. I always feel down, as if I've lost something. It's very uncomfortable. Yesterday I wanted to break out, but suddenly I'm not in the mood. I don't even have the energy to write a chapter... I even thought about not writing a book.

Thoughts... Hey, I've been adjusting my condition these days, hoping to recover at the beginning of next month... Chinese website

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