"Meng Ying!" Zhang Yunxian stretched out his hands and grabbed a handful in the dark space, but he didn't keep anything.

This doppelganger was originally transformed by essence, and it could last for nearly a thousand years, all thanks to the protection of this jade slip, at this moment the jade slip had completely lost its luster and turned into a gray stone.

Naturally, the doppelganger will not be able to continue.

Zhang Yunxian opened his phone again, regarded the gray stone left on the ground as a treasure, and carefully put it into his pocket.

Meng Ying, a generation of sages, has now completely disappeared from this world.

Regarding the news that Meng Ying told him before she finally disappeared, Zhang Yunxian suddenly felt a little numb.

Who is Guiguzi? It can be said that he is a very mysterious figure in Chinese history, and he is praised by later generations as a 'strange man through the ages'.

It is said that he is thorough and wise, and he can do what ordinary people cannot.

There are so many things he is proficient in, as if there is nothing in this world that he does not understand.

On astrological divination, Guiguzi can be said to observe the past and observe the future, and everything is true;

On the art of war, six Tao and three strategies, endless changes, marching in formation, ghosts and gods are unpredictable;

On the study of words, he is vertical and horizontal, spit out and argue, and he is speechless;

On birth, self-cultivation, dispelling illness and prolonging life, taking food guidance, and soaring on the ground......

In the last 2,000 years, the art of war has respected him as a saint, the vertical and horizontal family has respected him as the ancestor, the fortune teller has respected him as the ancestor, the strategist has respected him as the saint, the famous family has respected him as the ancestor, and the Taoist family has respected him as the ancestor of Wang Chan......

In the history of culture, Guiguzi is listed as a scholar on a par with Laozi, Confucius, Mencius, Zhuangzi, Xunzi, Mozi, Han Feizi and other sages.

Not to mention anything else, among the disciples he cultivated, which one was not a famous person during the Warring States Period?

Sun Bin, Pang Juan, Su Qin, Zhang Yi, Shang Ying, Mao Sui......

It is no exaggeration to say that the entire history of the Warring States Period is inextricably linked with the legendary figure of Guiguzi.

Just now, Meng Ying said that Guiguzi is actually the fifth generation of the Apocalypse!

The shock in Zhang Yunxian's heart can be imagined!

It's just that he hasn't had time to recover from the identity and role of the White Snake!

It's a myth and a legend, and it's a historical legend, and I, the apocalypse, is really a little overwhelmed.

Time passed minute by minute, and Zhang Yun sat idly in front of Meng Ying's remains, not moving.

After sitting like this for a long time, a long sigh finally came out in the silent darkness.

Zhang Yun Xianjue has too many things to understand, he has never been so curious about life when he is so big, since it is an unchangeable fact that he has become an apocalypse, then what he should do next is naturally to follow the footsteps of the previous generations of apocalypse, to pursue the true path of apocalypse!

Meng Ying's worries about Fahai also brought Zhang Yunxian a deep sense of crisis.

That's a sage who has lived for almost three thousand years, and the real old monster is definitely not a mutated zombie like the Moon Worship Sect Song Protector, which is so easy to deal with.

Although Zhang Yunxian never understood one thing, if Fa Fahai was really alive and had a life-and-death enmity with the Apocalypse, his identity had been exposed for so long, why didn't he just come to the door and get rid of himself neatly?

This should be a piece of cake for him, right?

However, since Fahai did not come forward, Zhang Yunxian naturally did not read his kindness, and he felt that his top priority now was naturally to absorb all the essence in the reincarnation tripod and impact the realm of the sage.

As long as he also becomes a sage, Zhang Yunxian believes that when facing Fahai, even if he is defeated, the power of self-preservation should be more than enough, so that he will have enough time to slowly consume Fahai.

Just do it.

Zhang Yunxian summoned the reincarnation god ding, turned into a normal size, and jumped deep and sat on the edge of the tripod.

In the Ding, the three black dragons formed by the essence should have recovered their strength, and they are sparing no effort to hit the four walls of the Shending, it seems that there is indeed a strong prohibition in this Shending, otherwise the three of them would not be angry like this, it must have been after Dingkou touched the wall countless times, and it became crazy.

Zhang Yunxian followed Meng Ying's instructions, and once again bit his fingertips, squeezed out a few drops of blood, and poured them on the three black dragons in Dingzhong.

"Zi~"

A magical scene appeared, and the body of the black dragon actually rose with bursts of white gas, as if it was burned by a red-hot iron, making an endless "zizi" sound.

Zhang Yunxian saw that his blood droplets were like sulfuric acid with a strong corrosive effect, and it was like throwing a fire on the bodies of the three black dragons, which quickly spread in all directions, and where the blood flowed, a thick white mist rose up.

The mist slowly rose into the air and rushed towards Zhang Yunxian in Dingkou.

This is the essence that has been accumulated for thousands of years, it is really hard-won, with twists and turns!

Zhang Yunxian sighed in his heart, quickly adjusted his sitting posture, relaxed as much as possible, hugged Yuan Shouyi, and greedily swallowed the rolling white mist......

A steady stream of essence quickly entered each of his meridians, along with each of his long breaths, as well as all the acupoints and pores that were stretched all over his body.

But after half a day's work, there was a sound of 'bubbling' water in his body.

If you can see through it, you can clearly see that in Zhang Yunxian's body, the original white essence has gathered into dozens of rapids at this moment, along the twelve meridians, constantly circulating, every cycle, the scale of the stream grows by one point, and countless black impurities are discharged from his body with the baptism of essence.

Zhang Yunxian seemed to be settled, his eyes were slightly closed, and he sat there calmly, letting the increasingly dense essence below constantly wash his meridians.

And so it was, and two more days passed.

The stream inside him had all turned into a wide river, and the speed of the flow was several times faster than before, and if you listened closely, you could hear the sound of 'booming' water.

The rhythm of Zhang Yunxian's breathing was a little slower than before, and with his exhale and inhalation, the rising speed of the essence below accelerated a lot.

Two more days later.

The great river in his body had completely turned into a great river, rolling and flowing, and the sound was like a drum, constantly echoing in the dark altar space.

His breathing was twice as slow as it had been in the previous two days.

Inside Ding, the form of the three giant dragons was completely unable to condense, and the color had also returned to gray and white, although they were still struggling desperately, they couldn't resist the powerful attraction from Zhang Yunxian's body, and could only watch as the spirit rushed to Dingkou like crazy.

……

Outside the altar, the sun was in the sky, and it was just noon.

Zong Chao's face was gloomy as if he could drip water, this was definitely the most torturous four days and three nights he had ever lived.

He didn't feel annoyed for a moment, his whole plan was in vain, and the most infuriating thing was that all the benefits fell on the apocalypse he calculated, and those essences may be the only way for all cultivators in this world to advance to become saints.

Now I really respond to the old saying: If I don't eat a fox, I will make a commotion!

Once the Apocalypse succeeds in advancing to the Sage, then his life is estimated to be over.

However, Zong Chao has lived for 400 years and has experienced countless winds and waves, so how can he be willing to sit back and wait for death? Since he has already done the first year of junior high school, it is not worse than this fifteen!

"Hurry up, dig up all the sides of this altar!"

"Shaotian, go and bring me all the leftover* from our previous experiments!"

The people who were digging the pit around were all stunned.

Mo Shaotian said with some hesitation: "Altar Master, that's more than half a ton left? Do you use it all? I'm afraid our enchantment won't be able to withstand it......"

"What kind of enchantment are you still considering! If the Apocalypse doesn't die, we all have to die!

"Altar master, there are strange things around the altar, I really can't dig it!" Liu Tian said with a sad face.

"Are all your divine skills practiced in vain?If you can't dig it, smash it for me!" Zong Chao raised his right fist, white light to protect his body, and smashed it the ground in front of everyone's eyes.

"Bang!" there was a loud bang, revealing a shallow pit an inch deep in the ground.

"See, just smash it like this! If you don't smash out a passage, just wait to die!"

Everyone looks at me, I look at you, and there is the same question in their eyes: "Altar master, is this crazy?"

Relying on the meat fist to smash inch by inch, when will you be able to smash a passage?

"What the hell are you doing when you're stunned, hurry up and smash it!"

Listening to Zong Chao's hysterical roar, everyone shuddered in unison, and slammed their fists one by one.

……

Three days later.

The essence in Zhang Yunxian's body has completely merged into a vast ocean, every pore, every inch of muscle, every drop of blood, and even every cell on his body are completely tightly wrapped and filled by this sea of essence, and the foul smell and impurities discharged from his body are almost piled up into a small mountain, burying his whole person in it.

At this moment, Zhang Yunxian's face suddenly showed a very painful look, his teeth clenched, and he seemed to be suffering from some unbearable severe pain.

The vast sea in his body was divided into two at this moment, half of it surged towards the center of his eyebrows, and the other half went straight to his abdomen, where the perineum was.

The essence in all the meridians stopped running at this moment, and all of them converged towards those two places.

A steady stream of essence, like a river flowing, fanatically impacted these two positions that made Zhang Yun die and live.

"Ah~"

"It hurts!"

"Painful ......"

Zhang Yunxian finally woke up from his meditation and let out an uncontrollable scream.

This kind of severe pain lasted for about a stick of incense.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Two earth-shattering sounds sounded in Zhang Yunxian's ears at the same time.

One sound came from within him, and the other sound actually came from the bottom of the altar!

Zhang Yunxian was wondering, he didn't know what was going on, but he suddenly found that without deliberately swallowing it, the remaining essence in the ding was still rapidly flowing into his body.

What's going on?

Zhang Yunxian looked at his body a little dazedly, wanting to see what was going on in his body.

"What is this!" he exclaimed, dumbfounded, as he watched the sudden white ring in his body.