The Demon Lord has too many aliases

Even Mr. Shen himself thinks so.

Little did they know that there was an inside story involved.

Years ago, Yan Weilou suddenly woke up in this strange world and found himself in a strange room, unaware of everything around him.

He was extremely panicked for a moment.

Fortunately, this body is exactly the same as his appearance when he was a child before time travel. It seems that because of his body's instinct, he can vaguely understand the language of this world and communicate with people without any problems, which gives him a slight sense of familiarity.

But he didn't receive the slightest memory of the original person. In panic, he had to come up with the worst excuse for amnesia.

Fortunately, the King of Qi and his wife did not have any doubts. Instead, they told him his identity and past experiences.

According to them, "he" had just turned six years old. Because he did not want to leave Qidi and go to Beijing as a hostage, he was frightened and frightened and got a high fever, and then lost his memory.

Yan Weilou, who didn't know how to face Prince Qi and his wife at that time, immediately agreed to come to Beijing without even thinking about it.

As a result, the so-called parents had less than half a month of real time with him, and he spent most of that time familiarizing himself with the experience of the "former prince of Qi" and learning the words of this world.

The person who actually spent the longest time with Yan Weilou was Mr. Shen.

For a time traveler who came to another world inexplicably and felt an unspeakable inner loneliness, this old man almost contained most of the emotions of Yan Weilou in his previous life.

"Your Highness, the background of Xiaoyao Tower is mysterious. I can't believe it at all. How much do you know about it?" On the way, Mr. Shen couldn't hold himself back and asked.

Yan Weilou shook his head with a blank look on his face and spread his palms innocently to show that he knew nothing.

He smiled heartlessly: "Don't worry, Brother Yan has no ill intentions towards me, otherwise I would have died eight hundred times.

"However, this incident also made me realize the importance of strength. I will not be lazy and waste my martial arts in the future."

He had a stern look on his face and a solemn tone, "From now on, I will practice serious cultivation in seclusion, and I will never leave seclusion until I break the two shackles of earth!" "Ahem, it's good if Your Highness has this intention."

Mr. Shen nodded happily.

The two had been together for many years, and he thought he knew Yan Weilou very well.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has always enjoyed himself and was afraid of hardship, so it would be great if he could persevere to live in earth and live in heaven.

As for why the two shackles cannot be released without breaking the ground? Breaking through the barrier in one breath is something that even the geniuses of those major sects cannot do. For His Highness the Crown Prince... it doesn't exist, it's impossible, there's no need to think about it.

·The huge and round luminous pearls are dotted on the stone wall, filling the closed stone room with light. One after another, the bright spiritual stones cover the ground, bringing a deep shudder to the face. The atmosphere.

If anyone knew that this was just a secluded place for practitioners of the sixth level of shackles, they would be tempted to curse and be mad.

The vast land of China is infinite, and martial arts practice is widely spread throughout the world. The path of practice is divided into five steps: acquired (the second level of shackles to earth), innate (three realms of insight), entering the Tao, heaven and man, and the most mysterious realm of divine wandering.

According to martial arts theory, human beings are naturally weak and have two layers of earth that are shackles in their bodies, corresponding to the two main meridians of earth.

If you want to embark on the path of spiritual practice, you must first penetrate the meridians of the whole body, that is, break the shackles of the second layer of earth.

In this way, you can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into your body, and have the opportunity to open the bridge between heaven and earth and impact the realm of insight.

There is another way of saying this process: Climbing the second floor of the earth building, opening the gate to heaven, connecting the bridge between heaven and earth, and the acquired nature enters the innate world.

In other words, before breaking through the shackles of the two layers of earth, acquired practitioners cannot actively absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. They can only cultivate the true energy in the body and penetrate the meridians through practicing internal skills and mental methods. This process naturally requires hard work.

Even if a big force is born, it is just a higher level of skills and more pills.

But Yan Weilou's cultivation method is obviously different.

As he placed the last spiritual stone, a bright array of light suddenly bloomed on the ground.

Rich spiritual energy rises in the room, condensing a thick white mist.

Yan Weilou sits among a pile of spirit stones, which is also the core of the small spirit gathering array.

The rich spiritual energy surged towards him under the operation of the formation, and even condensed into spiritual rain.

...If he cannot actively absorb the spiritual energy, he will let the spiritual energy actively impact him.

If the meridians in his body are like a river bed, then the spiritual energy that surges in is like a torrential water dragon. Under the guidance of Yan Weilou's soul, it flows through Wang Gan's river bed, breaking open one dam after another, majestic. Swinging and rushing by, the momentum is unstoppable.

Time seems to be extremely long and extremely short.

Yan Weilou heard the sound of the many shackles in his body breaking.

His heart was beating powerfully, blood was rushing in his blood vessels, and his thin body gradually changed under the wash and refinement of spiritual energy. The graceful and smooth muscle lines under his clothes were vaguely visible.

boom! The last shackles in his body suddenly shattered, and Yan Weilou stood up. All the spiritual stones around him were exhausted and turned into thick powder piled on the ground.

He stretched his body, and suddenly the joints in his body made a series of popping sounds.

The soft halo of the night pearl fell faintly on him, and the deep and almost sharp facial lines became deeper and deeper, and there seemed to be lightning flashing in his dark eyes.

"Sure enough, the krypton gold method is better!" Yan Weilou sighed as he looked at the broken spiritual stones everywhere.

Just the spiritual stones he had just consumed were probably equivalent to what an ordinary practitioner of the Insight Realm had accumulated for most of his lifetime.

It's all money burned.

If it were someone else, even if they had so many spirit stones, they would not be so wasteful.

After all, the experience of breaking through the second level of the Shackles Earth is itself a kind of accumulation.

Just like laying the foundation, relying on spiritual energy to break through is definitely not as good as building a solid foundation step by step.

This kind of crazy behavior can only be done by a krypton gold player like Yan Weilou who has an unusually high realm, which is equivalent to reincarnation and re-cultivation, and does not care about the consumption of spirit stones.

Yan Weilou looked satisfied.

These spirit stones were rewarded by Emperor Yong in the year of the Earth to show his favor.

It won't be long before he will leave this place. Since he has no storage equipment to take them away, he might as well use them to improve his strength.

"There are also two Earth Heavens..." ... Some things should be prepared early.

A golden glow suddenly lit up from the depths of Yan Weilou's pupils, swimming like a flame, and finally intertwined into a golden "dial of time" in the pupil of his left eye, exuding a mysterious and profound color.

The golden "dial of time" flickered, and the stored time power was rapidly consumed.

As Yan Weilou watched, an illusory figure slowly formed in the open space in front of him, and solidified in a few breaths.

He wore loose clothes and a wide belt, and his black hair was tied up by a jade crown. He had a handsome face, thin eyebrows and thin lips.

His eyes were gentle and affectionate, and he looked like a gentle and affectionate young man from a noble family.

"Yan Wulun" looked down at this time projection body and smiled at the original body in front of him.

"... Then, I'll go."

Chapter 5 Xiaoyao Ke (1) There are undercurrents in Shengjing City at all times, and the Prince of Qi's Mansion has long been set up like a sieve.

Yan Weilou did not deliberately cover up when he returned to the Prince of Qi's Mansion.

On the day he announced his "retreat", the news of "the assassination of the Prince of Qi" was passed to many people through various secret channels.

When the secret report was received, Emperor Ji Fan of the Great Yong Dynasty was reviewing memorials in the inner hall of Chongzheng Hall. The hall was empty, and the palace servants who were originally serving were all guarding outside the door.

He rubbed his temples in distress.

Ji Fan was nearly sixty years old, but because of his martial arts training, he looked no more than four earths.