In a secluded mountain col, Zi Xuan is fighting with an adult Huo rat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Squeak..."

The Hoo Rat let out a piercing scream, terrorizing the enemy on the other side.

Zi Xuan didn't care, and the Fire Spirit Knife in his hand was suddenly covered with a layer of purple brilliance, as if wrapped in a layer of flowing purple flames, and the withered grass around him instantly turned black.

Han Zhonglin was on the boulder not far away, looking at the purple glow emitted by the fire spirit knife, and his heart was also moved.

"Could this be the difference between the spiritual roots, it seems that the cultivation of the Fire Spiritual Root Cultivator is complementary to each other. ”

"Brute, die!"

Zi Xuan shouted, and a line of sword light went straight to Huo Rat's head and slashed it.

"Squeak..."The Huo Rat Monster screamed twice, not retreating but advancing, dodging the attack at once, and instead biting towards Zixuan.

"Hey, hey, eat me. ”

Just when Huo Rat's sharp teeth were about to bite his shoulder, Zi Xuan took a step back skillfully, flipped his left hand, and a ball of purple yuan power appeared in the palm of his hand, slapping on Huo Rat's head.

The next moment, I saw Huo Rat roll in the air a few times, fell into the shallow grass, and then staggered and stood up, already dizzy.

Seeing that the mysterious blow failed to kill the rat, Zi Xuan couldn't help but feel angry in his heart, and with the spirit knife in his right hand, he went up and gave Huo Rat a head to move.

"This kid learns quite quickly, but he's a little anxious. Han Zhonglin smiled and muttered to himself.

Zi Xuan's blow just now was an imitation of Han Zhonglin's move "Purple Qi Returning to the Yuan", but because he was still unfamiliar with the control of Yuan Li, he couldn't really bring out the power of this move.

"Brother Xuan!" Han Zhonglin called out loudly.

"Big brother!" Zi Xuan turned his head and was happy, and quickly ran to Han Zhonglin, looked up and down, and sighed lightly.

"Well, big brother, you made it!"

"Let's go, go back and talk about it!" Han Zhonglin nodded with a smile.

The two returned to the cave after a while, and sat down at the stone table, Han Zhonglin flipped his palm, and a pot of wine and two shallow jade cups appeared on the stone table.

"Come, big brother, I'll pour it for you!" Zi Xuan's eyes were quick, and he quickly poured two cups.

Zi Xuan put the wine glass under his nose, sniffed it, and showed an intoxicated look on his face, then drank it down, smacked his lips and said:

"Big brother, your queen bee brew is getting better and better. ”

"Isn't it delicious before, then you kid still steals my wine!" Han Zhonglin scolded with a smile.

"Well..." Zi Xuan laughed dryly, but his hand was not idle, and he secretly poured himself a full glass.

"Second brother, I will leave tomorrow, and I won't be back until at least half a year later, so during my absence, you have to take care of yourself, and you must not slack off in cultivation. Han Zhonglin drank the wine in the cup slowly.

"Big brother, don't worry, I know. ”

"Come on, let's have a drink today!"

Early in the morning of the second day, Han Zhonglin went north, still from the shortcut of Yaowang Mountain to Yanyangtian first, and after staying in Yanyangtian for a day, he headed towards Moyangtian.

Han Zhonglin walked and stopped along the way, only walking one or twenty miles every day, enjoying the scenery on the way, looking for elixirs in hidden places, and occasionally hunting a few demon beasts, every day was full and comfortable.

On the way to the sunny day, I met a lot of disciples from the outer courtyard who had experienced alone, and their cultivation was all three layers of qi cultivation, all of them exuded a fierce momentum, and the momentum of several of them was not inferior to him. Compared with these disciples who were cultivating outside, the disciples in the outer courtyard were like sheep and wolves, not at all at the same level, and Han Zhonglin deeply felt that the intensity of the competition in the outer courtyard after a year could be seen.

Six days after his departure, Han Zhonglin came to a group of mountains, each of which was more than a hundred zhang long, and compared to the sunny sky and the rising sun, there was little vegetation here, and there were no wild beasts to be seen.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Han Zhonglin didn't know if he had reached the range of Moyang Tian, so he climbed to the top of a peak and watched the scene in the distance from a high place.

Raising his eyes to the north, he saw a dim sky, and the wind swept a pinch of yellow sand into the air, and then scattered it to another place, in which a red sun appeared and disappeared, and the endless desolation was extended to the sky, and there was no place in the world that was lonely and desolate than here.

"It should be Moyangtian ahead?" Han Zhonglin muttered, shocked in his heart.

"The curious Moyang Sky is completely different from the other two places, full of endless desert and lifeless. And in this whole line of heaven, divided into three different heaven and earth, the morning sky represents new life, the sunny day represents the bloom of life, and this desert sun day means decline and death. ”

At this moment, Han Zhonglin had a new understanding of life, and everything in the world could not escape this cycle of life and death, as long as he was still in this heaven and earth, he would be bound by the laws of nature. For cultivators, isn't the purpose of cultivating for many years just to break the shackles of heaven and earth, to seek that glimmer of life, and to seek transcendence? I wonder how many people have been buried on this path against the heavens, but there is no geometry for those who have succeeded?

Quietly, Han Zhonglin's heart was covered with a layer of compassion, and under the influence of this sadness, a cry suddenly erupted in his heart: Those who are lost in the dark and are not afraid can overcome thorns and thorns, and seal them in their chests with the heart of the strong.

"Ah.....h

Unable to suppress this sudden pride any longer, Han Zhonglin roared loudly as far as he could in his heart, and at this moment the Buddha world paused, and a light pierced the dim sky and shone on this endless wind and sand.

A flash of realization flashed in Han Zhonglin's heart, and the feeling of depression and depression just now disappeared, leaving behind the heart of a strong man.

Leaping down from the top of the mountain, Han Zhonglin's body was like the winged Dapeng bird gliding towards the desert.

Stepping on the soft yellow sand with both feet, Han Zhonglin closed his eyes, ears, and tongue, and went deeper into the Moyang Sky step by step. He was about to conquer this desolation with an unyielding will, and although he could not see with his eyes or hear with his ears, his heart was incomparably clear, and there was still a light in his heart that always illuminated his way.

One day.. ．

Two days.. ．

The deeper he went inward, the stronger the wind, and the yellow sand in the sky had already covered the daylight, Han Zhonglin was moving forward majestically in this miserable dark world, not knowing how much time had passed, and he didn't know what else was waiting for him ahead.

Five days.. ．

Seven days.. ．

On the tenth day, a yellow figure slowly appeared on the Gobi, the man's steps were frivolous and staggering, and it seemed that he had reached the point of physical exhaustion. Looking at the man closely, his hair was in a mess, his hair was mixed with yellow sand, his resolute cheeks were a little collapsed, sallow and wrinkled, and his lips had cracked a few times and formed sand scabs.

"Field, field..."

Han Zhonglin's eyes blinked, trying to open his eyes, but the upper and lower eyelids seemed to be glued together, but he couldn't open them, and in the end, he only squeezed open a gap, and he saw a glimmer of light clearly.

There was a patch of green not far ahead, and there were several pools of water, dragging heavy steps, Han Zhonglin came to the puddle and slowly sank.

The long-lost moisturization made the pores of Han Zhonglin's whole body begin to overflow with joy, greedily absorbing water. At this moment, the dust and sand in his heart seemed to have been washed away by the cool water, leaving behind the polished heart of a child.

Han Zhonglin massaged the acupoints around his eyes a few times with special fingering, and finally opened his eyes, and he found himself in a small oasis of life.

I took off all my clothes, washed my dirty body in the puddle, and tidied up my hair bun, and then took my green cloth shirt from the storage bag and changed it on.

"Does this still belong to a glimmer of heaven?" Looking at the small oasis in front of him, Han Zhonglin looked up at the way back, and Han Zhonglin had a question in his heart.

"The fragrance of the flowers comes from the front. ”

A breeze blew, Han Zhonglin sniffed his nose, and actually smelled a rich fragrance. The next moment, I saw Han Zhonglin leaving an afterimage and galloping forward.

After identifying the direction of the wind and traveling for more than half an hour, Han Zhonglin came to a sea of purple flowers in the sky. The purple spikes flew into the air, and Han Zhonglin felt like he was in a fairyland.

"Why are there so many purple cloud breaches here? Could it be that someone specially cultivated them here?" Han Zhonglin's thought flashed.

After searching in the purple sky for more than an hour, but he couldn't find a single figure, Han Zhonglin determined that he was still deep in the sky, because in the process of searching, he found a cliff hundreds of zhang high at the end of the sea of flowers.

"It's such a peculiar place, the Bauhinia here looks like it was planted artificially, and the seeds of the Mauhinia are scattered all over the sky and eventually cover the whole area. Han Zhonglin finally came to a conclusion, he called this sea of flowers "Purple Cloud Sky".

It took half a day for Han Zhonglin to set up a thatched hut in the sea of purple clouds, ready to stay here for some more time.

In the next few days, Han Zhonglin traveled all over the Purple Cloud Heaven, during which he harvested a lot of Purple Cloud Fruits. The purple cloud fruit has the effect of consolidating the foundation and cultivating the yuan for the cultivators in the early stage of qi cultivation, and the purple cloud jing, which can bear fruit, can be said to be one in a thousand. In addition, through careful observation, Han Zhonglin also made an astonishing discovery, he found that there was a low-lying place where the purple cloud growth was very fast, but it also fell quickly, and finally Han Zhonglin came to an astonishing conclusion: the aura in the low-lying place was much richer than that outside, and there might be small spiritual veins underground!

The theory of spiritual veins is what Han Zhonglin saw in "The Foundation of Cultivation", spiritual veins are mostly buried underground, some spiritual veins belong to the earth's veins, which exude a strong vitality, suitable for cultivation, and some spiritual veins belong to mineral deposits, from which high and low quality spiritual stones can be excavated.

Han Zhonglin simply moved the thatched hut to the low-lying place, absorbing the spiritual energy in it every day, and transforming that sufficient vitality into Xuanyuan Gong with Xuanyuan Gong, and entering the realm was twice as fast as in the sea in the rising sun.

In only half a month, Han Zhonglin successfully stepped into the fourth layer of the Qi Refining Period and became a leader in the outer courtyard. The middle school apprentices in the outer courtyard accounted for 30% of the total number of people, the first and second layers of the Qi refining period accounted for 40%, the monks of the third layer of Qi cultivation accounted for 20%, and the monks of the fourth layer of Qi cultivation only accounted for 10%. After breaking through the fourth layer of qi training, some joined the Dragon and Tiger Palace, and some were selected to enter the inner courtyard, so the monks of the fourth layer of the qi refining period were the strongest in the outer courtyard, and now Han Zhonglin has also stepped into this rank.

If he hadn't hiked through the boundless desert and gone through tribulations, how would Han Zhonglin have come to Ziyuntian?