Supreme Immortal Demon

"Immortal, Immortal..." The fat shopkeeper's eyes were red and he was extremely excited. The word "home" was stuck in his throat and he just couldn't pronounce it.

I saw the young man suddenly succumbing to the "picture". Gang Leader Lang, who had already gained the upper hand and suppressed the ruthless fairy, had his face stiffened, and suddenly stopped motionless. The Merciless Fairy stabbed his sword diagonally, hitting the head of Gang Leader Lang. There was a big hole in Gang Leader Lang's forehead and he fell to the ground.

The ruthless fairy was stunned and looked at the sword in her hand in disbelief. It seemed that she did not expect that she could turn defeat into victory with one sword and kill the half-step Sanren who was far more powerful than her. Turning her eyes towards her fellow disciples who were in a critical situation, the Ruthless Fairy didn't think much. She flew to the battle circle on the other side like a horse, and her swords fell like a waterfall, ending the lives of the Changfeng Gang members one by one.

The battle ended in an instant, and the female disciples of the White Clothes Sect all cast grateful glances at the Merciless Fairy and sat cross-legged on the spot to regulate their inner breath. The ruthless fairy stared blankly at the body of Gang Leader Lang, full of doubts behind the undulating veil.

Not long after, a female disciple stood up, looked at Gang Leader Lang's body, and said happily: "Sister, you killed Lang Tianxing!"

The ruthless fairy said "hmm", a little absent-minded.

"Wow, senior sister is so amazing!"

"Lang Tianxing is a half-step Sanren who has been famous for a long time, and his skill is second only to the fifteenth Sanren."

"What does this mean? Senior sister is only twenty-three this year, and her breakthrough to the Sanren realm is already certain."

A group of female disciples from the white-clothed sect surrounded the ruthless fairy, chattering.

"Hey, where was that young man just now?" A female disciple looked around and saw only the fat shopkeeper who was unconscious.

"No need to ask, he must have run away."

"Hmph, I saved his life and didn't even say thank you. How ungrateful! Young people nowadays are getting worse and worse."

"Okay, stop making trouble, we have to hurry up." Fairy Wuqing raised her head and said: "Master's illness can no longer be delayed, we must collect the Xuanming Fruit as soon as possible."

Hearing this, the eyes of the female disciples of the White Clothes Sect dimmed one after another.

"No one has entered the third level in the past two years. I don't know if we have such luck..."

"What are you afraid of? Master's kindness in raising me must be repaid no matter what. The worst case scenario is that he will die in there!"

"What bad words are there? Let's go."

The ruthless fairy put down a piece of gold and led the junior sisters out of the stilted building.

It was long after the disciple in white left that the fat shopkeeper came back to his senses.

"Xianjia! It's the Xianjia... The Xianjia drank my tea..."

Recalling the scene where the young man turned into a shadow and disappeared quietly, the fat shopkeeper was so mesmerized that his whole body fell into a sluggish state. Gradually, the fat shopkeeper calmed down, and while asking the waiters to clean up the tables and chairs, he looked at the misty Hongshan swamp in the distance, his eyes calm and full of expectation.

Over the years, he has also seen immortals who went to the swamp to explore. But he is either arrogant or arrogant, or he is like a star holding the moon. Although he is a fairy, it always does not match the image of a fairy in his mind. On the contrary, the young man just now looked very ordinary at first glance. When he thought about it carefully, he realized that he was different from the beginning. The fat shopkeeper couldn't explain why he was different. In short, he looked very much like him in his mind. Fairy family.

"Maybe there's hope this time."

The faces of his wife, children, parents, and the smile on the honest face of the fat shopkeeper flashed in his mind.

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Transforming into a water shadow, Luo Chuan quickly passed through the dense forest of water lakes and came to the swamp.

Looking around, one can see a withered and withered scene. The dark swamp is filled with thick fog. In the fog, there are pieces of rotten wood. From time to time, a crow flies over and stops in the wood. It looks at Luo Chuan warily. , and then flew deep into the swamp.

Luo Chuan put away his movement and did not follow the winding path. He flew up due north. When he encountered a swamp, he took a step forward and when he encountered rotten wood, he broke through it with a snap of his fingers. Along the way, we saw many corpses and remains, including those of humans and those of jackals, tigers and leopards, either floating on the swamp or buried in piles of dead leaves.

From time to time, the howls of ferocious beasts could be heard in the distance, apparently fighting with people. Luo Chuan closed his eyes, his mind rose to the center of his eyebrows, and he could see everything within a ten-mile radius.

In the Hongshan swamp, besides him, there were several groups of people. From their clothes and skills, it could be judged that they were all members of the martial arts community of the Liu Kingdom, and they were fighting against the jackals, tigers and leopards in the swamp. These jackals, tigers and leopards are three to four times larger than ordinary ones. They move like lightning and can shatter the land within a thirty-foot radius with one pounce.

Luo Chuan was about to withdraw his thoughts when suddenly, his attention was fixed on the northwest corner.

A dozen martial arts warriors are besieging four giant lions. Three of them have reached the Great Ethereal Realm, and the rest are all Small Ethereal Realm. The four giant lions all have the power of the Great Ethereal Realm. The two sides have been fighting for a long time, and their actions have become slow. It has become a lose-lose situation for both sides.

Suddenly, a spear shot out from the diagonal thorn, the air rolled to both sides, and the dead leaves on the ground danced wildly in the wind, revealing the tyrannical power of the spear.

"puff!"

The spear pierced the giant lion's head, and blood splattered.

The leader of the Great Space Spiritual Realm martial arts cultivator breathed a long sigh of relief, turned around, and was about to say thank you to those who helped. At this moment, another spear flew out and pierced his chest.

Before the dozen or so martial cultivators could react, five men in black attire shot out from the forest of dead leaves and swept across with their spears, killing the martial cultivators cleanly. The leader is a bald man with a tower-like figure and bulging muscles. His skill has actually reached the peak of Sanren, and is only one step away from the Sanren realm.

"No wonder the shopkeeper asked me to guard against others."

Luo Chuan withdrew his thoughts and continued to move forward.

When the sun set, Luo Chuan came to a hillside.

There were still patches of swamps on the hillside, shrouded in a dark green mist.

"Go up to the second level."

Luo Chuan jumped up.

Bang!

Luo Chuan was bounced back by an invisible force.

"Strange."

Luo Chuan stared at the air in front of him carefully. His eyesight had reached the point of discerning the slightest detail, but he saw nothing.

Closing his eyes, Luo Chuan focused his mind under the Tianmen.

He could still only feel the scenery within ten miles to the left and right and behind him. The front and the top of his head were blocked by a strange force. This strange force flowed continuously, like water waves, and was somewhat similar to the giant cover covering the capital.

"Magic formation."

Luo Chuan opened his eyes. His Tianmen Secret Realm had just been opened up. Before he started practicing, he could already sense the magic formation quietly arranged by the master of practice.

Not only that, Luo Chuan also faintly felt that this magic formation belonged to a kind of Yin-Yang magic formation. Although there are countless arrays in the world, in the memory of Jiulong Jun, arrays are divided into five categories, namely Yin-Yang array, Five Elements and Seven Symbols array, Space array, Time array and Human Master array. The thousands of arrays in the world all originate from these five categories.

Among them, Yin-Yang arrays are divided into many types. The North Gate of Kongxu Mountain is based on cold and warm, while the array in front of him is based on day and night. In other words, it is open during the day and closed at night.

Luo Chuan tried several methods to break the array, but failed to break the array.

Although Luo Chuan has dabbled in Jiulong Jun's various knowledge, most of them are not deeply involved, and arrays are a few immortal positions that are proficient. The array in front of him has an aura like a deep abyss, and the cultivation of the array setter is far higher than him, so it is difficult to break it.

"It seems that all this is man-made. Well, let's set off tomorrow morning."

Luo Chuan turned back and found a clean wetland between two swamps about a hundred steps away from the second layer of the swamp, and sat cross-legged.

Concentrating his mind and calming his breath, Luo Chuan's thoughts entered the lower dantian.

The towering palace stands in the center of the lower dantian, and the ancient and vicissitudes of life are revealed from the palace.

That day in the Black Stone Desert, Luo Chuan was busy dealing with Chang Qiu. After returning to the empty mountain realm, he was delayed by Zhou Buchen's affairs, and it was not until then that he had the opportunity to carefully comprehend it.

"Nine Deaths and One Life" is a foundation-building exercise, and there is no description of Huangting. Because "Nine Deaths and One Life" is too overbearing, Luo Chuan seems to be unable to practice other life-defining exercises before completing the nine turns. Fortunately, Luo Chuan has the memory of Jiulong Jun, and Jiulong Jun used twelve words to summarize Huangting in his memory.

The dantian below the navel, the place where essence is stored, the place where qi is accumulated, and the creation is endless!

Most human cultivators take the path of "refining all qi", and the so-called all qi is all the spiritual energy between heaven and earth. Including earth qi, water qi, wood qi, mountain mist qi, five luck and six qi, Yinchuan qi, demon evil qi... and so on.

However, the human Dantian is formed by a mortal fetus, and can only cultivate limited Qi. If a person who has not established Huangting cultivates the Qi of immortal spirits, Yinchuan Qi, and demonic Qi, it is like eating something difficult to digest. At the least, he will be seriously injured, and at the worst, he will die.

Only after completing the foundation building and passing on the fire to establish Huangting can he absorb and refine most of the Qi between heaven and earth and transform it into his own Qi.

If the Dantian is a mortal fetus, Huangting is a divine fetus, a place where Qi is stored, and it has countless creations.

After establishing Huangting, whether it is forming a pill in Huangting or turning into an infant, it is to upgrade and transform Huangting in order to accommodate more and higher-level energy.

For every human who desires to step into the immortal way, Huangting is the real first step and the foundation of practice.

But Huangting is a divine fetus, which is absolutely not something that ordinary people can have. Even if you practice to the great perfection of foundation building, return to the innate from the acquired, and can breathe in the fetus, you still can't go any further. Only by passing on the fire, and the Taoist fire passed on by the advanced practitioners, can you turn decay into magic, and turn the mortal fetus into a divine fetus and achieve another new life existence.

This is why, when Luo Chuan was unable to pass on the fire, he was immediately sentenced to "death" by the Tiannan cultivation world.

"Since ancient times, cultivation has been about passing on the Tao but not the fire. If you can't pass on the Tao fire, you can't practice. But where did the first ray of Tao fire come from?"

Luo Chuan raised his head and looked through the hazy haze at the stars and the moon in the sky above the Liu Kingdom.

Jiulong Jun also had this question, but it was eventually buried in his long journey of becoming a hero. Compared with this question, Luo Chuan has a bigger question.