The Original Seeker

The soul dissolves.

Yuan Ying disappeared.

Jin Dan broke.

...

In the time of a cup of tea, all the middle and high-level monks in the venue experienced the nightmarish retreat of their cultivation base.

But the Qi-refining monks ushered in the happiest moment.

There is no bottleneck, and the repair base has risen all the way.

The balance point is on the first floor of the foundation.

The cultivators on the first floor of the foundation building continued to sink toward the first floor of the foundation.

The monks who descended from the first floor of the foundation, their cultivation bases continued to move towards the first floor of the foundation.

After half an hour, the people in the venue found that they had become a foundation building.

"I feel like I can now blow a second-order bull with one punch!"

"It's better than ever."

The many Qi-refining cultivators who discovered that they had built a foundation in an instant were all in ecstasy.

"Is my strength only equivalent to a Tier 2 bull?"

"It's over, everything is over..."

Many of the original Golden Core Essence Infant Transformation Gods were overwhelmed because of this sudden change.

The power of penance for hundreds of years will not be saved, and no one will be able to stand it.

"This is the way of heaven."

The voice like Hong Zhong Dalu echoed throughout the venue.

"Thanks to the ancestors for rebuilding!"

"Xie Pao!"

"..."

The tens of thousands of Qi-refining monks who were promoted to the foundation building, with the loudest voice, expressed their infinite respect to the Taoist who was suspended in the sky.

As for the few remaining people, although their cultivation is almost abolished, they gritted their teeth and waited to eat their flesh, but the sounds they can make are the same as nonexistent in the face of this row of wild waves.

"Next, it's humanity."

"Humanitarian? Is it possible to raise us again?"

"That's great, right?"

"Why do I feel something is wrong..."

"The old thief, how do you want to insult me?"

"If one day I can do my best to rehabilitate, I, Wei Wuya, will definitely treat you..."

...

As soon as the word humanity came out, the torrent of mana that had just swept the entire venue immediately began to flow slowly in the opposite direction.

"Don't run!"

"I don't have the power to cover the heat!"

"My strength seems to be returning..."

The lost cultivation base began to recover, and the obtained cultivation base was lost again.

Lost and regained, gain and loss, just like going back in time, everyone's cultivation is played between the applause of the heavenly man.

In half a quarter of an hour, they seemed to have a dream, and their cultivation was back to the level they had before participating in the conference.

It's just that this dream is too real.

The truth is unacceptable.

...

It's a pity that going back to square one is just the beginning.

This time, whether it was a Qi-refining monk, a foundation-building monk, or a golden core monk, or a Nascent Soul monk, they could see that their mana was flooding uncontrollably toward the most apex of the existence of a few transformation gods.

Wei Wuya, whose anger had not yet dissipated, was quickly immersed in the ecstasy of the soaring cultivation base and the great perfection of the God of Transformation.

He has been trapped in the bottleneck of the initial stage of the transformation for hundreds of years, and he couldn't help laughing out loud once he got out of the trap.

In his view at this time, the soaring membrane is nothing but a thing that will break with a light touch. It can restrict himself from leaving, and only the coordinates of the upper bound are left.

The existence of the four gods of transformation drained the mana of the 100,000 cultivators on the ground, in exchange for their own achievement of the ultimate transformation of gods.

The five people who live high in the clouds are in sharp contrast with the 100,000 people who are feeble and crawling on the ground.

...

But happy times always pass very fast. Those magic powers that did not originally belong to them, after dozens of breaths, once again exhausted nothingness, and returned to their true masters in a mysterious and mysterious way. .

Fall from the clouds to hell, and then crawl back to the world from hell.

"The show ends here."

Bai Mo didn't say much, and left in the sky, leaving everyone alone in the wind and messy.

"The Way of Heaven, more than damage, but not enough."

"The way of human beings is not enough to damage but more than to be served."

Wei Wuya looked at the figure far away from the sky, feeling for a while.

He slowly landed on the ground, using both hands to perform mountain climbing skills, pulling out two stele mountains from the ground, dragons flying and phoenix dancing, and a copy of the left and right books.

"With this experience, this seat has been closed for a hundred years, and when you come out, you will surely be able to advance to the middle stage of the transformation." After leaving the inscription, Wei Wuya, who left the inscription, left the venue with the team of Yanghuo Palace.

...

After this incident, Bai Mo even brought the Yin-Yang Sect and the Yin-Yang Five Elements Jue established by him to become famous. The news that the mysterious Taoist Bai Dao Ren is a high-ranking monk above the upper realm **** has also spread throughout the four major states.

Countless people want to know what is going on with an existence that transcends the limits of this world's transformation god.

The crowds of people going to Yongquan Peak are endless, and the overwhelming Yin-Yang Sect can only relocate in the end.

As a Jindan sect that doesn't even have Yuanying, watching dozens of Yuanying big men wandering outside the sect every day, the mental pressure is really overwhelming.

Especially Mu Ziqing, the suzerain who knew the inside story, knew best that Bai Mo had no news after that time, and Yin Yang Sect was now an ordinary Jin Dan Sect.

There is still a lot of Lingbao in the background, but the self-cultivation level who has no choice but to have all of this is too bad.

But the promotion task cannot be stopped. She knows that this wealth was given to her by Baimo for subsequent promotion of the Yin-Yang Five Elements Jue.

"The predecessors want to push the Yin-Yang Five Elements Jue so much, what exactly is it for?" Mu Ziqing thought with a book of "Yin-Yang Five Elements Jue" printed on low-quality straw paper, and wondered.

She really couldn't understand the meaning of this waste technique.

You can't fight. Under the same cultivation level, even Mu Ziqing, who is not good at frontal fighting, can deal with the siege of four or five Yin-Yang and Five-Elements cultivators under the same cultivation level.

If it is a fierce man who specializes in sword arts, it is not a problem at all to chase them twenty or thirty.

The cultivation speed is not necessarily fast, it is roughly the medium to low speed in all the exercises.

Just don't understand, it doesn't affect her to direct the promotion.

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In a blink of an eye, another twenty years have passed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ In the eyes of high-ranking monks, twenty years is just a time for retreat. In the eyes of generally short-lived mortals, twenty years is half a life.

Ten years ago, the Yin-Yang Sect was already under pressure and the suzerain Mu Ziqing personally announced its dissolution.

Many beautiful mentors from the Yin-Yang Sect also scattered their own things.

Some people have become accustomed to the status of a teacher, and continue to be real teachers, and go to various places to teach newcomers the yin and yang five-element tactics.

Some people found another way out and entered other sects after the onm and yang sect was disbanded.

Others found an honest monk, established a family of cultivation, and lived a small life behind closed doors.

As for the reason why Mu Ziqing chose to dissolve the Yin and Yang Sect on his own initiative, it is also very simple.

Because there are too many people who practice Yin-Yang Five Elements Jue.

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