Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

Three days later, outside Zhuoguang Mountain.

A one-horned rhino was carrying an old man in gray, walking slowly on the mountain road.

"Is the one in front the Zhuoguang Mountain? It's a beautiful place!"

The old man looked at the distant mountain peaks and said in admiration.

At this time, Shangguan Yu, who had restrained all his breath, was like an ordinary old man.

If it wasn't for the one-horned rhino under his crotch, he would be considered an ordinary mountain person by anyone who saw it. No one would have thought that he was the contemporary suzerain of the Scarlet Fire Demon Sect, the unparalleled devil who traversed Dongling County.

"That mysterious powerhouse... Should you stay away?"

Shangguan Yu looked towards the south with lingering fears, but finally could not feel the terrifying sword intent left behind.

"Forget it, I'll be more cautious. I'll dormant here for two days, and then go to Zhuoguang Mountain."

He was able to cultivate to the ninth floor of the Yangshen Realm in the harsh environment of the Demon Sect and ascend to the position of the suzerain. Being cautious is definitely a way of survival that he understands better than others.

However, in his realm, there is also anxiety.

He jumped off the one-horned rhinoceros and landed on the cliff: "This seat has been trapped at the peak of the Yangshen Realm for 30 years, and repeated retreats and hard work have no effect. I am afraid that I have encountered a rare bottleneck, and non-ordinary means can break through. ."

Thinking of this, Shangguan Yu sighed slightly.

He stretched out his hand and sucked the huge one-horned rhino into his palm, and the palm spurted red flames.

The one-horned rhino was in pain, and immediately struggled and roared.

But Shangguan Yu was indifferent, curled his fingers, and quickly burned it to ashes.

As a result, there are no traces. Except for Zhou Yimo, no one will know that he has come to Zhuoguang Mountain.

...

Lingshu View, Sanqing Hall.

Zhan Hong cleaned the clean Taoist statue again, looked at Qingquan beside him and asked, "Since I have settled in Lingshu Temple, do I want to take a Taoist name?"

Qingquan opened his eyes and said with a smile, "You are a Taoist who has never been ordained. What Taoist name do you want. But if you want one, I'll get one for you?"

Zhan Hong said curiously, "Trouble the Taoist priest."

Qingquan touched his head with a smile and said, "I see that you have all your thoughts, why don't you just call it a day off!"

Zhanhong: "..."

What a broken name.

However, he didn't care about Qingquan's intentions. He picked up the broom and said, "Let me think about it."

while they were chatting.

Zhang Ming stood in front of the incense burner with worry in his eyes.

[Daily tasks] You have repeatedly sabotaged the plans of the Scarlet Fire Demon Sect, successfully attracting the attention of the Sect Master Shangguan Yu. He is about to visit Lingshu Temple in person, please stick to it and survive for 3 days

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If you are really worried, just come.

Zhang Ming is a little speechless, you are a dignified Demon Sect sect master, a boss on the ninth floor of the Yangshen Realm, why don't you go to the Qiongyu Sword Sect and come to my small Taoist temple?

"What a disaster!"

He kind of wanted to slap that bad old man Murphy.

It's a little strange, though, why is it a daily task?

Mandrill's mission is an adventure mission, and Qiongyu Jianpai's mission is a challenge mission, both of which are higher-end than usual.

Could it be that a Sect Master of the Scarlet Fire Demon Sect, a powerhouse at the peak of the Yangshen Realm, is not as good as them?

"Qingquan, Zhanhong, don't run around the two of you recently, and don't go to the lock demon tower."

Zhang Ming entered the hall and told the two of them.

Qingquan said like a good baby: "Senior brother, don't worry, I have my own sense of measure."

Zhan Hong also nodded: "Don't worry, the Taoist priest."

Although it is possible to sign in at the Demon Lock Tower, it is not impossible to give up a few days.

Seeing their promise, Zhang Ming turned around and wanted to leave.

But at this moment, his body trembled slightly, and after nine turns of power, a dense white gas permeated his body, and immediately contracted into his body, turning into a gurgling liquid,

Returning to the lower Dantian position, it solidified into a crystal clear regular polyhedron in a blink of an eye.

Each facet, like a mirror, is endlessly connected together.

From a distance, it looks like a smooth ice bead.

Layers of frost then appeared on Zhang Ming's body, extending to the surrounding area.

Qingquan and Zhanhong were stunned.

"This is……"

"Nine turns of condensing yuan, turning liquid into pill!"

Qingquan was inexperienced, and while he was still pondering, he heard Zhanhong shout the next sentence.

He stared at his senior brother and couldn't hide his shock: "Return to...return to the one realm!?"

I am still polishing the ninth level of Qi nourishing realm.

Senior brother has broken through to the realm of reunification?

Zhan Hong had reached this realm before, nodded and sighed: "I didn't expect that the elder Qing Hui was only in the realm of reunification. No, he used to be Ning Yuan..."

He regarded Qinghui Taoist priest very highly.

Now that I see the realm of the other party with my own eyes, I don't know why there is a trace of loss.

It turned out that the Taoist priest was not an aloof god, but just like himself, a mortal struggling to cultivate.

Zhang Ming didn't know what they were thinking, but was quite curious. Now, he was promoted to the realm of normalization?

Why don't you feel anything at all?

He remembered the introduction of Sanzhuan Chongyuan Gong.

[Each time you re-cultivate the Sanctuary, you can purify your true essence once, and you can re-cultivate 99 times to reach the peak of this realm. In addition, you can avoid the bottleneck of the normalization realm by practicing in the realm of condensing energy.]

At this time, he knew what it meant to avoid bottlenecks!

A normal person who cultivates to the ninth floor of the Condensation Origin Realm will have to be stuck for a while. Only by constantly refining the True Essence, making the condensate liquid into ice, and then polishing the ice edges to make them round and smooth, can they form the Primordial Essence Pill.

However, Zhang Ming's three-turn Chongyuan Gong has been rebuilt 99 times, and he has already reached the peak of this world.

Therefore, in the last time when he performed 9th Rank, he naturally passed the bottleneck of the peak of Condensation Origin Realm.

"It turns out that this is the realm of reunification!"

Zhang Ming was overjoyed, only to feel that the Yuan Dan of his life moved with his thoughts, giving birth to extremely pure vitality.

He stretched out his hand, and a thin layer of frost formed on the palm of his hand.

At this point, he finally understood.

The first stage of cultivation is to quench the body, the second stage is to nourish qi, and the third stage is to condense the essence.

But now in the One Realm, the liquid is condensed into a solid, that is, the formation of the original life pill!

The next step is to shape life.

According to the records, the mind is the sword and the meaning is the front, and the original life pill is sculpted into his own life style.

Everyone's destiny is different.

Abilities also vary.

However, when the Fate Statue opened its eyes, the ice broke through the womb, the womb and the meaning fit together, and the fate came out of the fire, thus giving birth to the primordial spirit, which is the realm of the Yang God!

However, these are still far from Zhang Ming.

The most urgent task is to practice the appropriate exercises as soon as possible, and cultivate and strengthen the Yuan Dan.

However, when Zhan Hong saw the frost on his palm, he was stunned!

"Well? Clear color, vitality like frost, could this be... This is the true essence of the extreme way!"

His breathing was rapid.

The vitality is pure to the extreme, condensed like white frost, and scattered into colorless, this is exactly what he has dreamed of, and he is constantly striving for the true essence of the extreme way!

"Sure enough, I still underestimated Daoist Qing Hui!"

Zhanhong's lips are bitter, and everything he has been asking for, now seems to be effortless in the eyes of the other party.

Compared with Daoist Qing Hui, even if you sign in and condense more Yuan Dan... what's the point?