Journey To Longevity

And in the distance, Muji Sanren was completely covered in the black qi-diffused magic armor, and his figure disappeared out of nowhere strangely, and then he suddenly transformed into nearly a hundred phantoms, with the sound of Chi Chi piercing through the sky, Go towards Yu Xing.

These phantoms were indistinguishable from real and fake, Yu Xing suddenly backed away, and at the same time, he had no time to think about it, the sword light all over his body was piercing.

Only dense clanging sounds could be heard, and the nearly a hundred phantoms in the sword light all over the sky turned out to be entities.

Seeing this situation, Yu Xing's complexion suddenly changed, but he reacted immediately, and then roared angrily, "Zha", the sound was louder than thunder, and those phantoms suddenly stopped for a while.

Then he flipped his sword and blocked a black claw coming from behind.

After this short fight, Yu Xing no longer hesitated, turned his head and rushed towards Wan Jianfeng.

The figure of Muji Sanren manifested again, and the more than a hundred phantoms dissipated in an instant, turning into wisps of faint light, congealing in his palm, and turning into a blue-colored spirit bead.

Seeing this scene, all the cultivators who turned into gods in the distance looked at the old Suanni who was crouching in the misty smoke.

"Why, as long as you can take out the inherited treasures to help the mysterious soul, can't I help the demon body?" The old Suan Ni said calmly.

That secluded green spirit bead is the inheritance spirit treasure of the Suanni clan.

The other cultivators who turned into gods were surprised that when did this old suanni hide this treasure from their eyes and ears, and handed over this treasure to Muji Sanren.

"Of course, this is no problem. It's just that fellow daoists have found a unique way. They didn't help the younger generation of Kunzhang's fellow daoists. Seeing it was killed by Cao Xiu and Ye Ning, they turned around to help Muji Sanren. This is a good idea. It really surprised me! Fellow Daoist Qianmu, if Wooden Ji wins then, how will the quota for the Reverse Spirit Channel be allocated?" Ao Yu said slowly.

"Everything is judged by the master." Qianmu, who was crouching at the foot of the phantom, said calmly.

"In that case, fellow Taoist Kunzhang, did you press the treasure on the wooden fuselage like Suan Miao?" Ao Yu turned his head and said to a giant fish looming in the clouds in the distance.

"Do you have so many problems with this old loach?" Kunzhang said.

As soon as this remark came out, the other cultivators of Transformation God burst into laughter.

But while laughing, everyone conveyed the news to the Nascent Soul cultivator and those Xuanhun cultivators, so that they could take precautions.

"Pretend to be smart!" Ao Yu responded again, and then fell silent.

The words came into the ears of Ming Xin who was in the gap between the void, and he became interested, and asked Xuanji with a smile:

"Look, if the little 狻猊 wins the bet, will you accept it or not? The blood of this little 狻猊 also has a bit of an atavistic look. When the 狻猊 finds out, do you think he will find you?" Settlement?"

"He has been sleeping in the Yunmeng Realm for an unknown number of years. When He wakes up again, I don't know how long it will be. Why should I worry? In a world where the aura is declining like the Small Huanjie, with The method I imparted to become a god, after arriving in the spirit world, with a little training, there is great potential to advance to the fusion stage. If Suanni came out of Yunmeng and saw such a fit monk in the clan, how could he Don't thank me?" Xuanji said unhurriedly.

"You should say this in front of him when the time comes. Yu Xing led your incarnation to Wanjian Peak, so you are not worried?" Ming Xin shook his head lightly and said.

"Although the formation of Xuanyuan Wanhua is powerful, 70% of the inspirations in the vicinity of millions of miles are gathered here by me. Only relying on the spiritual veins of Wanjianfeng is not enough to support this formation. Unless it is Kunpeng and Make trouble from it, otherwise no matter what the juniors do, they won't be able to restore the situation." Xuanji said.

The inspiration gathered by him is not only the spiritual energy dispersed in the air, but also all the spirits without masters such as mountains, rivers, oceans and seas.

If it wasn't for not wanting to do too much, monks in a radius of a million miles could not escape such disasters.

As for the Xuanyuan Wanhua Formation, it was secretly arranged by Yu Xing over the past two hundred years after he recaptured Wanjian Peak and re-established Wanjian Gate.

"Would Kunpeng be so stupid? It's enough to do such a thing like a tiger's mouth to snatch food once. How could he show up here again, or is there a secret in it that I don't know?" Ming Xin half-closed his eyes and asked. .

"Didn't you also expect this? Kunpeng suffered this catastrophe. Although he barely came back to life, his true spirit was covered by the ancient catastrophe, and his spirit was no longer pure. Maybe he would do something that I couldn't even think of? Anyway, this It doesn't hurt to try this kind of thing, even if you don't get anything, it doesn't hurt!" Xuanji said.

"It's also true, but how long are you going to linger outside the boundary? Now that you've got a clue, the time has come!" Ming Xin said.

After a monk embarks on the practice, his five senses will become more and more sensitive. When the realm is advanced, he will have a mysterious and mysterious sense for some things, and he can know fortune and misfortune, life and death!

Of course, this is not something that ordinary monks can possess. Only after reaching the Mahayana realm, monks will be born with this kind of almost magical instinct of the Holy Spirit.

This is also an important reason why Mahayana monks are so difficult to fall in the world.

Unless there are other monks of the same rank who are determined to set up a lore-killing situation and use the mysterious things transformed by the rules to blind the induction in the dark, they can lure the other party into the urn.

The vertical eye in the middle of Xuanji's eyebrows opened slightly, a ray of golden light appeared in the eyes, and the eyes crossed the boundary wall, looked at Mingxin thoughtfully and said:

"You haven't left here, and when is the time to come? I have promised you so much, and I will promise you as much as I can, and I will be satisfied. Otherwise, the bamboo basket will be empty in the end. This kind of thing is very important to you and me. It’s not good! Now I won’t hide it from you anymore. Right now, I urgently need the Mangu Tribulation Qi to practice a secret technique. Are you going to let me or not? Although the small world is not as vibrant as it was more than a hundred thousand years ago, even if I Swallowing up these inspirations will not damage its roots. It will return to its original state in a few hundred years."

"No, no, what you promised me earlier, of course you can't break your promise, and you have to do what you have to do, but after all, the world of spirits will no longer be as prosperous as it was before. Let's go, but the origin of this world is not good! This is my bottom line, and you must understand that Kunpeng's true spirit is still ignorant, with only instinct left, and will show up to stop you, and now I can't let it go. As long as you are not true today If you only rely on this incarnation, then don't blame me for cutting it off." Ming Xin said without blushing without panting.

As soon as these words came out, Xuanji couldn't help showing a hint of surprise on her face when she looked at a thick-skinned guy like Ming Xin.