On this day, Yongjing City is not peaceful, His Majesty Dongling set up a banquet in Shengyang Palace, hundreds of officials need to stand outside the palace and wait until dawn in the early morning, the king of Qiding entered the palace alone, outside the palace city in addition to the ten fierce generals standing in the moon viewing the moon, seven thousand elite soldiers all stayed in the post station.

Outside the palace, Jiang Chang'an's reputation spread vigorously, and the limelight even overshadowed Ling Wujian, and the huge Yongjing was empty. On the contrary, not too many people cared about what would happen in the Shengyang Palace tonight.

As soon as the sky dawned, Jiang Changan went to the Divine Mansion, sitting cross-legged in the gourd valley, luck breathing, strange to say, I don't know why the weakness of the body in the past few days has not worsened, but is gradually getting better, the most intuitive feeling is that there is no longer a trace of turbidity in the chest, and it has become extremely smooth. Even Mo Cang has been surprised many times, his face is no longer yellow, thin, sickly and dying, and finally has a little human color.

At this moment, the golden man who fought the gods was sitting cross-legged in the center of his eyebrows, hanging in the air. The Taiyi Divine Emperor Bell hung above his head, covering an eggshell-like golden light on his side, and in his arms, a purple golden lotus faintly appeared in the void, swaying with the wind, like the tide of the sea, the far-reaching Dao Yun swirled around, scorching with purple-gold flames, and the void and yin covered the whole body like a golden robe.

The bone wings of the ice feather falcon are fully expanded, although there is only a single one, but it is even more wild and heroic, the ice feathers that are as thin as cicada wings are plush and delicate, and they are blown and swayed by the wind, and the crystal like ice stones are wandering in the wing bones of thousands of golden meridians, and the spiritual power of the whole body is swimming in the meridians, and finally converges on the backbone keel, and it takes more than half a cup of tea to go back and forth, which is a complete week.

Lingyuan is also very lively, the life source well has long been different, and it has gradually shown that there is a small pool, which is the source of spiritual power brewing for the whole body, and it is also the source of Lingyuan's spiritual power, and the benefits of nourishing it day and night with the ancient spiritual power of the Divine Mansion are reflected at this moment-

The source of life of the powerhouse of the ordinary cave ruin realm has become a stream, gurgling and flowing, at first glance it sounds like it has a bit of momentum of rolling water in the east of the Yangtze River, but in fact it is just a small puddle flowing with less than a fist, and it is not false that there is no end in sight, but it is still less than half a foot deep, and the water is yellow.

The real life source well, intended in the word "well", neat and orderly, not scattered, deep bottom, Jiang Chang'an's side of the life source well is shaped like a disk, self-formed, there are edges and edges, all the well water is gathered together, the depth is enough to make the half-step power are ashamed, more importantly, the ancient spiritual power brewed by the well water is also thousands of times thicker than ordinary people, the water color is clear and blue, this is the real life of the source of the well.

Coupled with the pure Dao power of the Star Moon Divine Tree, the speed of the entire spiritual power refining operation is also twice the result with half the effort.

It is precisely because of this that he can run the magic method inherited by the Demon Emperor, withstand the output of spiritual power like a tidal wave, and rest on any ordinary person, just a word-swallowing trick can drain people's spiritual power and die of exhaustion.

In the sky above Lingyuan, three thin pieces of golden characters rotated around the Divine Mansion Mirror, and the lower level of the Open Heaven Book was equal to the Fighting God Duel, the opposition was equal, and the Dao Dao Golden Runes were intertwined with each other.

Picking out any one of these many treasures is enough to make people's hearts beat and be excited, but at this moment, they are all gathered together. The only audience is also a Purple Wing Saint Golden Cicada, which is less than half a fist in size.

Slowly, auspicious purple clouds appeared on the top of his head, and some of his wheat-yellow skin exuded a faint golden fluorescence, and his whole body was filled with an extraordinary aura.

After running for more than 100 weeks, Jiang Changan slowly regained his momentum, exhaled a breath of turbid air in his mouth, got into the pool water and washed away a stinky sweat, changed into a clean white coat, and lay on the bluestone with his head on his back. took out the black iron rod that was taken out of the fairy box and looked at it carefully.

Jiang Changan stretched out his finger and flicked it on the iron rod, and the bell made a crisp sound, not like stone and jade, not like metal, not like wood, and couldn't tell what material it was.

Squeak –

The Purple Winged Saint Golden Cicada surrounded him.

"Hungry?" Jiang Changan smiled slightly, this big demon remnant soul is also interesting, there are not a few secret herbs planted in the Divine Mansion, but it is never good at moving, it is only willing to eat the spirit grass fed by Jiang Changan himself, in Mo Cang's words, it is "exquisite".

Another cluster of Lingwu grass was handed over, and the purple light of the Purple Wing Saint Golden Cicada flickered even more, and he opened his mouth and swallowed it into his stomach, and the surging spiritual power entered his body, full of comfort and joy, and gently rubbed his arm affectionately.

Jiang Changan gently teased it with his fingertips, and said with a smile: "If I am not there after a while, you will not be able to see me, the elixir in this divine mansion is all yours, you can eat it if you want, you don't have to ask for my permission." ”

The sound of the purple-winged holy golden cicada screaming suddenly stopped, staring at him blankly, as if he understood his words, his whole body jumped up and stuck to the belly of his right index finger, and the thin legs of the eight hats clung to it, for fear that he would be scattered by the wind, and even the cry became terrible.

Jiang Changan couldn't cry or laugh, this is the big demon who divides one-ninth of Shenzhou at the beginning of heaven and earth, who would have thought that he would play a child's temper like a child, so to put it mildly, this former one of the nine demons flew away with confidence.

"What is this thing?" Jiang Changan waved the black iron rod indiscriminately, and tried all his strength, and the Heaven Opening Technique and the Fighting God Duel were tried one by one, but it didn't have any effect.

When he was contemplating the mystery, suddenly, a sound of vibration came, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, Jiang Chang'an's heart was shocked, only to see a barren mountain located in the east of the gourd valley in a thousand feet of purple thunder, the cloud dome thunderclouds rolling, directly shattering a barren mountain, the gravel collapsed, the divine light radiated straight to the sky, the wind rolled upside down, like a wave of water rushed into this small mountain pass, opening a gap road.

"The fifth secret realm has appeared. ”

Jiang Changan's mood this time was no longer as excited as before, like a hidden monk with the consciousness of life and death, looking down on life and death, and detached.

For a dying person, no matter what the treasure is, there is no interest in it, and the desire becomes extremely shallow. Even if he has not given birth to the power of the cave ruins since he stepped into the cave ruin realm, Jiang Changan is not in a hurry, and at this moment, he can really understand the meaning of the words "floating life" hanging in front of the Niubi Old Road Fusheng Inn.

So when all this happened, Jiang Changan was still lazily lying on the bluestone, quietly and motionless, so far every treasure has taken months or even years, and now he only has a few days to live, even if there is an arcana, there is no time to open it, it is better not to look at it again, but also to have a quiet heart.

Most people are afraid of death, in fact, they are not afraid of death, afraid of the end of life, what they are really afraid of is that there are many things that have not been completed, there are still many things that have not been tried, and their hearts are full of regrets, this emotion is not so much fear, but unwilling and helpless.

So, if you see this, I hope you can cherish every moment of every day, try something every day that you haven't tried, and try to see the scenery outside the mountain. After all, no one knows which one will come first, and all we can do is to work hard and calmly.

Jiang Changan didn't have the heart to go, but the Purple Wing Saint Golden Cicada was like a child with strong curiosity, flashing its wings and flying away, and the time of the half-pillar incense flew back, flying around excitedly, and then hugged his index finger tightly, this time it was no longer afraid that he would leave, but dragged him to flap his wings and walk towards the mountain pass. I let out an exhilarating cry, and I don't know what I saw.

The Purple Wing Saint Golden Cicada struggled with all his strength to lift one of his fingers, squeaking and begging him to take a look.

Jiang Changan simply closed his eyes, and after a while, he opened them abruptly and walked towards the mountain pass.

Purple light thundered like a waterfall and slammed into the ground, and gravel flew sideways.

He pointed to the golden light to split the gravel, poked a shortcut, and when he came to the entrance, he couldn't help but be amazed when he saw the scene in front of him!

The whole mountain was blasted out of a 100-meter-wide circular deep pit by falling thunder, a layer of pond water was born in the deep pit, the pool water was as black as ink, there was a faint illusory dragon and phoenix figure soaring in the sky above the water surface, the bottom of the pool also had a big red scale fish swimming to and fro, the palace que of a hundred zhang high was raised all around, the divine light was shining, the colorful glow was flying, it was like a fairyland on earth.

But I saw that there were immortals standing in the attic, leaning over to look at the pond water, there were men and women, looking in the mirror with the pool water, and tidying up their makeup. Although it is only an illusion, there is also an urge to make people want to worship.

"These are the scenes where this pool of water used to be?" Jiang Changan exclaimed, what is the origin of this pool?

What was really terrifying was the thunder in the sky, tens of thousands of large and small thunderbolts falling on the surface of the water.

Jiang Changan didn't have time to get close when he was sensed by this blazing thunderstorm, and dozens of followers hit his body, destroying the withering and decaying momentum, booming several times, and the outside of the arms crossed in front of him actually cracked flesh and blood, this thunder light is so terrifying!

What surprised him was not this, but that the unstoppable thunder light hit the surface of the water, but it could not hit a single ripple, the whole water surface was too calm, if it were not for the Bodhi eye to see the water flow slowly on its own, judging by the reflection of the water surface, he would have thought that it was a huge, polished and bright black stone.

The water in this pool is very strange.

At this moment, a phrase came to mind:

"The smoke and clouds of the Tao shine brightly, and the glow shines through the red electricity. Thousands of colorful clouds are fluttering, and thousands of purple thunders appear. The ink is a heavenly mirror, just like a horizontal black jade segment. Even if there are immortals sitting in a vacant position, they are also happy when they see me bowing their heads. ”

What an arrogant text! Jiang Changan couldn't help but exclaim, even the gods must bow their heads and open their faces, and the person who wrote this sentence should really have no one in his eyes.

Continue to look at it: "The dragon and phoenix gods and birds have been on the pond, and the holy angelfish is flying on the bottom." The two doppelganger realms inside and outside do not fall into the sludge of the world. Yin Lin does not overflow, the sun does not dry up, Chengting is like a mirror, that is, Mohe Tianchi!"