In the Tibetan village, under the faceless figure.

The mad Taoist and the old man who made tea stood here together.

Dao Yan wanted to reach out and touch the faceless figure, but he put his hand down halfway.

The Faceless Statue is now more shattered than ever, and the cracks in its limbs have eroded a third of its torso.

"Once a person alone guarded the six realms, with the heavens array on his head, and the lord of the underworld who stepped on the Yellow Spring, he also fell to such a point, not only can he not tolerate the world, but he can not exist in the world for a long time, and he really wants to erase all the evidence of his existence, and now he wants to worship a pillar of incense, and he can't be dusted!" The crazy Taoist changed from the madness of the past, and at this time, his face was solemn, and he said in a solemn voice.

"This also shows the fear in their hearts!" said the old man who made the tea slowly.

"It's just that the big array you have always relied on will not work, and the portrait will be shattered at that time, and there will be nowhere to hide in this hidden life. ”

"I knew that there would be today, and I had asked Yuan Wu Zhongli to prepare in advance. The old man who made tea said slowly.

"Zhong Li, that fool hasn't woken up yet? Back then, I calculated that Xu Yan had a fate with that Bai Lian, and I used Xu Yan's dream to let Bai Lian leave and enter the Taixu Gate, and arranged for this Feng Hu to come to the village in the future, the purpose was not only to give Huang Chen Xiaoyou a chance, but also to let the chaotic thunder on his body remind Zhong Li's memories of the past, so that he could wake up at the last moment! Could it be that this Zhong Li is so stubborn and unknown?" The mad Taoist frowned slightly and said.

I never thought that Xu Yan's dream was actually planned by this crazy Taoist, and even the chaotic thunder qi on Feng Hu's body was also calculated by him.

"I'll just say how can this Feng Hu have chaotic thunder energy on his body, it turned out to be you!, but it's too early to assert, this Zhong Li will wake up sooner or later!" the old man sighed.

"It's just a pity that your whole body of Taoism has come to naught, and since then you have changed from a chess player to a chess piece, and you can be manipulated by others? Dao Yan said slowly.

"I can protect the last bloodline of my clan, so what's the harm if I lose my cultivation!It's just a pity for Huang Chen's child!" said the old man who made tea, looking at the faceless figure.

The mad Taoist was silent for a while and said: "This son has his own luck, since he doesn't want to be a disciple of the poor Dao, and chooses to stay here and experience the calamity with Zangsheng Village, that is his fate." However, Poor Dao believes that this kid can survive, and the entire Yin Si sealed place has been exterminated outside the reincarnation, but this Huang Chen Xiaoyou can live alone, so his body must uphold the luck of the entire Yin Yuan Great World. ”

The old man who boiled the tea acquiesced: "Yes, he has no name in the book of life and death of Yin Si, so you couldn't calculate the future of this son at the beginning, maybe it is precisely because of this that you have a relationship with the reincarnation of the past life." ”

"Poor Dao is very curious about why you entered the land of Yin Si in the first place, and what is there in the world that can make the heart of the Ten Directions Realm move and accompany you on a journey?" the Crazy Daoist asked.

It's just that the old man who made tea didn't answer.

"That's it, if you don't want to say it, then I don't want to force it, but the dust returns to dust, the earth returns to the earth, and I can't keep what I should go, but it's a pity that from now on, no one will drink with me in the snow!"

Only the old man looked at the faceless figure and sighed: "I have never been a chess player, there is only one person who really plays chess from beginning to end." ”

The crazy Taoist priest paused, and after all, he didn't look back, and left.

Outside Zangsheng Village, the sun was setting, and a person was waiting at the entrance of the village.

It was Liu Qingshan, who had left first, who was waiting for the crazy Taoist who was waiting at the entrance of the village at this time.

The crazy Taoist saw Liu Qingshan and smiled: "My understanding is good, and I have learned his three-point wit from your master." ”

"Thank you for the grace of the Taoist Governor back then. Liu Qingshan hugged his fists and thanked him at this time.

"Oh, have you seen me?" said Daoyan.

"Although I was sealed in the stone back then, I could still feel everything around me, I could feel that it was the old man in the village who carved the formation map for me to gather Zhou Tianyuan Spirit, the Taoist drew a talisman for me to block his own traces, and my master broke the sealed stone for me. Liu Qingshan said.

"He is worthy of being the master of the demon clan, even if he has been sealed in the stone for thousands of years, he can still understand the things around him, and it is not in vain that the poor Dao took a lot of effort for you. The mad Taoist rarely showed an expression of appreciation.

"But that's exactly the case, I will never forget that day, the earth of the demon world was cracking, the creatures of the demon clan were crying, and countless blood stained the entire sky, so I also asked the Taoist chief to calculate a hexagram for me, where is the banner of the demon clan now? and where is the way out for my demon clan?" Liu Qingshan asked.

"The way out of the demon clan? Junior! Throughout the ages, the Tao has led to the sky, and this way has come out of oneself, so why do you need to borrow the mouth of others? You don't open your eyes to see, this road is under your own feet, so why do you need to ask me? Why did your master teach you such things!" The crazy Taoist heard Liu Qingshan's question, and he lost his anger for a while, and couldn't help but reprimand angrily.

"Is the Tao at your feet?" Liu Qingshan listened to the words of the crazy Taoist, but he was enlightened, and he woke up for a while: "Thank you Dao Elder for your teaching, don't ask about the future in the future! I will walk out of a road to heaven for the demon clan!"

Liu Qingshan's usual momentum of covering the sun and the moon was revealed again, and there was no longer the slightest confusion in his eyes.

As for the banner of the demon world, I can tell you, when this Tibetan village is destroyed, when the faceless statue is shattered, you will naturally see it! As for whether you can get it or not, you have to do it yourself. The mad Taoist said, carried the flagpole, and disappeared in three or two steps, leaving only a rumor to spread in the wilderness.

"Everyone in the world knows that immortals are good, and immortality is infinitely wonderful, but I say that mortals are good, and they are free to be free......"

Looking at the direction of this Taoist priest's departure, it is not out of the mountain, but into the mountain, into the 100,000 mountains.

Day after day, spring goes and autumn comes.

It has been more than five months since that day of washing, and it is clear that it is almost autumn, but the Siming Mountain is still lush and green, and there is no decay in sight, and the 100,000 mountains have always been the same, unchanged from ancient times, and there is no prosperity and withering.

As for the Spirit Devouring Flower, it was originally watered by Huang Chen's blood to make it sprout, but it has maintained this state since it sprouted, and its height is only one inch.

This Spirit Devouring Sapling has been growing next to this spiritual fountain for more than a month, and there is no sign of growth. Looking at the state of this Ling-swallowing sapling, the leaves are wilted, as if lifeless, and they look like they are full, so they can't grow. If it weren't for the blood red that was too dazzling, this sapling would have been hidden in the grass and trees.

However, since the mad Taoist whispered beside the Fountain of Life that day, both the Fountain of Life and the Sapling of the Spirit Devouring Tree have undergone a mutation.

The Spirit Devouring Sapling began to grow after a long absence, regaining its vitality, from the original one inch to more than three inches now.

Since that day, the vitality of this fountain has dissipated somewhat, and the time for it to turn into clarification every night has become shorter and shorter, and sometimes it has turned into turbid water before the sun rises.

But when the old man who made tea saw the spring of life like this, he only said leisurely: "Everything has a choice, and this spring water just made his own choice." ”

At this moment, Huang Chen was sitting upright on Siming Mountain, calm on the outside, but in fact, the qi and blood in his body were surging like a great river.

It turned out that Huang Chen had stripped off the impurities of his body after washing the marrow, and had already replaced all the blood in his body, and he was about to give birth to blood qi, and once the blood qi was generated, he would step into the realm of qi and blood.

The flesh is the essence of man.

If there is a lack of qi and blood, people will decline in twilight.

Newborn babies all have a pair of clear eyes, while the elderly are old and yellow, the whites of their eyes are cloudy, their teeth are depraved, and their blood is weak.

This is the difference between the prosperity and decline of the flesh.

Qi is handsome for blood, and blood is the mother of qi.

Qi drives the operation of blood, and blood nourishes the abundance of qi.

The two complement each other and give birth to vitality.

Once the martial artists in the world reach the realm of qi and blood, even if they have entered the ancient rarity, they are still radiant, with a childish face and white hair, and they are rejuvenated.

It is because the body is full of qi and blood, and there is vitality to nourish the body, so it has a long life.

However, if you are unable to extract the essence of the five internal organs and break through the spiritual aperture, sooner or later the vitality will be exhausted, and you will not be able to live forever.

How many people have been trapped and killed in the two realms of qi, blood, and visceral essence because of this.

Therefore, time is the greatest enemy of all cultivators, and it is also something that they want but cannot ask for.

And those lucky people who have been selected into the Dao Gate since they were young do not have to worry about this, after all, they can be selected by the Dao Gate, needless to say about their own talents, the road to entry is in front of them, and the method of condensing qi has been given since childhood.

Cultivators who can't enter the Dao Gate can only grope for their own time, and most people can't get a glimpse of the door in their lifetime.

This is the reason why everyone in the world, and even the emperor of the dynasty, want to send their children to the Daomen.

Although today's Huang Chen has not entered the Dao Gate, he is better than entering the Dao Gate.

In the Tibetan Village, the faceless statue realized the reincarnation Sutra, absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon on Siming Mountain, next to the life spring, and there was a cheap senior brother who did not know the depth of the line to guide the maze, which can be described as a good chance.

At this moment, Huang Chen is only twenty years old and has entered the realm of qi and blood, which is a matter of course.

In Huang Chen's body, the qi and blood were surging and turning into waves, and the bone sound sounded into thunder.

After five months of accumulation, the blood in the body is now boiling and has reached the highest point.

Although the blood is surging, it is like a turbulent flow after all, giving birth to strength, after all, it is disorder, not autonomous, and has no dominance.

"Condensation"

Huang Chen let out a low snort.

The Sutra of Reincarnation follows the path depicted on the faceless figure, correcting the direction of the blood.

The blood turbulence around the body finally converged into one and merged into a sea of blood.

This is not simply the integration of the blood around the body into a sea of blood, but at the same time as the sea is transformed, the wind and dust are born on that sea of blood.

Since then, Huang Chen has not only thunder in his body, but also wind.

This wind is the blood qi, and from then on, the direction of the wind is the direction in which the blood flows, and there is no need for the samsaric rebirth meridian to operate, and these blood qi will continue to flow as always.

This sea of blood was mighty, and it flowed into the vortex at the palace of life, and in the vortex, two vitality seeds, one black and one white, were nourished by this blood qi.

Huang Chen opened his eyes, stepped into the realm of qi and blood, and tried his best to swing the fist of a hundred battles, without a trace of fatigue, this is the realm of qi and blood, the strength is extended, and it has a long history, which is enough to support Huang Chen's enemy several ordinary martial artists.

Coupled with the black thunder vitality in his body, Huang Chen could mobilize the thunder and lightning vitality to give it to the fist, which greatly improved Huang Chen's strength.

"Not bad. ”

An old voice came from behind Huang Chen.

Huang Chen didn't notice that someone was behind him.

When I turned around, it turned out to be an old man.