There is no remnant soul here, for the Yuan Shen, it is by no means something that can be done overnight, and if the Yuan Shen does not break through, the consummate Jin Dan can no longer be absorbed, which is not something that Xuan Qi can replace.

After a few days of hard thinking, Lang Yu continuously refined the only two fire spirit roots, which were really tyrannical, however, Lang Yu urgently needed the power of the law in them, and even drank two drops of enlightenment tea.

It worked, but it was not obvious, and it was finally stuck on the bottleneck of rushing the level. It is impossible to break through the second order of the Yuan Shen with the laws of the Daochen Realm, how much more is needed, it cannot be said, no one knows if it has not been rushed. Maybe it's just a trace, maybe it will take three or five years, the most important thing is that Langyu doesn't have that thing on his body, and he can't contact the outside world, so he has to let go if he doesn't want to let go.

Five months later, Lang Yu had completely refined the two spirit roots, and the crystal treasure body had actually been washed out of dense gray spots. And what surprised him even more was that the demon pill seemed to be about to advance, fiery red, bright, and round.

Unintentionally inserted willows, but with such a harvest, Lang Yu turned to impact the demon vein, and succeeded in three days. With that, the Jinpeng wings became stronger, but unfortunately it could not be tested here.

I tried to hook up the Jiuyang lantern again, but there was still no response, so I had to sit down and continue to practice.

Lang Yu was sealed in the Sealed Demon Tower, and it was half a year, half a year, absorbing Xuan Qi in this sea of fire, and supplying the two fire veins of Yin and Yang could no longer be sufficient, but it was a pity that the upper layers were missed, otherwise the benefits in this Sealed Demon Tower were unimaginable.

Being sealed in it seems to have fulfilled Lang Yu, I don't know if the old demon emperor Long Ao thought of this result, to use an inappropriate analogy, this is equivalent to locking a mouse in the granary, and after a few years, if you really want to come out, I don't know if the cat dares to catch it.

Of course, if you can't get out, no matter how fat the rat is, you will only die.

Lang Yu prepared a ten-year appointment for Lao Long, but in the past year, he couldn't sit still, if nothing else, without the laws and remnant souls of the Daochen Realm, he couldn't break through if he sat down.

In a year's time, as the master of Lang Yu, he had already eaten and chewed the law of the fifth layer of space, from the Shen Yuan period, all the way to the second order of the Yuan Shen, this cultivation, it can be said that here Lang Yu is no longer suppressed, but the main body is not advanced, this is just a small space law, no matter how familiar he is, it is useless.

This is a perverted space, what is the absorption speed of Langyu, he has been refining frantically for a year, and the fire Xuan Qi has not been seen at all. Where did such an abundance of fire aura come from? It made Lang Yu suddenly feel a sense of unreality like a dream, which was unreasonable.

Since there is no shortage of Xuan Qi, the next step is to use it, and the target is, of course, Jiuyang Lantern. First use the spell, and then use the spiritual weapon, after attacking for a few days, then change the attack to refining, tossing for seven days, in vain, that layer of barriers is like an iron plate, can not be broken and refined, can not touch the edge of the Jiuyang lantern at all.

Lang Yu, who was sitting sullenly, looked at the top of his head blankly, this time he has seen for a long time, he has grown up and seen, think about the middle-aged man who mysteriously disappeared in the secret place of the ancient family, think about the three demon emperors in the Heavenly Palace, this world is definitely different from the previous life, and there are too many things that he can't understand and can't shake.

It's not discouraged, but Langyu really feels his insignificance and powerlessness. In the Daochen realm, imagining the same as in the previous life, it is impossible to practice hard for ten years to fight all over the world, and the cultivation techniques in this realm seem to have no end.

Didn't the person in the Thunder Seal Pyramid who had a spleen and eyes also be blown away! Where are the three demon emperors in the Heavenly Palace now? Who did they die at?

Is it going to the fairy gate? Or is there someone else?

This mystery is not something that Langyu can guess now.

After a year of dry sitting, this kind of cultivation method is really not what Lang Yu is good at, nor is it the fastest advanced, his experience is fighting, of course, it does not mean that he has to kill.

However, Lang Yu really wants to kill people now. I was wrongfully trapped here, all thanks to the three tribes.

Is it my fault that I have a heavy treasure!?Is the Five Dragon Wall I want to break!?Isn't it just to look at me and pinch it?

The former lone wolf was unwilling to accept it in his bones, and now he understands what it was like to be chased by himself in his previous life, those profiteers and greedy officials who were chased by him to the sky and the earth.

Is it really a cycle of heaven, and retribution is not happy? But am I greedy? Am I oppressing the good? Am I taking advantage of it? Is it because I have to kill someone?

......

Lang Yu stared at the Jiuyang Lantern in a daze, thinking back to the scenes of coming to this world, the rules of this Daochen realm, he seemed to understand, and he seemed to be even more confused.

Respect and humility are based on cultivation, and combat power is the law. Who prescribes it?!Is this also a way?

Yueyue, Gu Lei, the son of the blacksmith, Qing'er in the mountains, Orion under the Falling Eagle Ridge, the royal family of Da Luo, the heavenly clan punished by God, and the abandoned big black ape.

Heaven and all beings, why are they from different backgrounds, bathed in the light of the sun and the moon, why do I eat for the strong.

In the previous life, the cultivator was a monk. At that time, Lang Yu didn't understand, he didn't have a home, and he had no home to come out of, but now it seems that he is looking down on that home, and the ancient cultivators did not enter the court, all because of the different Taos. One repairs the law of governing the country, and the other repairs the law of heaven and earth, the national highway is contrary, so the world rebels against it.

And today, if the Tao is contrary, why deal with it.

There is only monasticism.

Monasticism...... Monasticism......?

What a familiar two words, but suddenly the meaning is different, heaven and earth have no heart, the Tao will exist, the good and evil in the world, endlessly, is there something in the sky?

All things have spirits, only the wise are revealed, the Tao becomes invisible, and only the enlightened are revealed. The law remains the same, but thousands of people see it, why?

I'm afraid that there is no way in heaven and earth, and all living beings cultivate together......

The ...... of Communal Cultivation

Then there is a way for good, there is a way for evil, there is a way for respect, there is a way for humility, there is a way for immortals, there is a way for everyone, there is a way for people, there is a way for demons, and there is a way for plants, trees, mountains and rivers.

All things are equal under the avenue, and the strong eating the weak meat is just proving the way of heaven.

So it was—so it was—

The petrified Lang Yu was cranky for a while, I don't know what mechanism he encountered, and suddenly, the spiritual platform was clear, as if he was on a high seat above the nine heavens, his eyes were empty, and he was suddenly liberated, and he forgot about everything.

This is not Xuanqi, not a law, but a kind of purification, a kind of sublimation.

What did you realize, what did you get? In fact, you didn't get anything, but you seemed to have everything.

It's an indescribable feeling, and it's impossible to put into account why you're in it.

The realm is the ethereal thing, smiling at all beings, watching the ebb and flow of the tide.

This is the second time that Langyu has entered an ethereal state, in this South China Sea, it must be an unusual place, and Langyu's two epiphanies are not accidental.

That kind of thinking for a lifetime actually made Langyu instantly open up the sea, and the space was several times wider. This time, for some reason, it was the little man who benefited from the pseudo-primordial baby, and he rose up flutteringly, and passed through Lang Yu's heavenly spirit cover without seeing it.

He came out.

The baby is out of the body!

The little man who was three feet above his head looked around, and finally fixed his eyes on the altar silently and walked away.

went, left, and Langyu didn't know it yet. In his feeling, this space is Zhihai, and the villain is just visiting everywhere.

It wasn't until the little man stepped into a red light and disappeared that Langyu suddenly woke up.

"Ahh

With an exclamation, he realized that Lang Yu who was sitting cross-legged was just a spirit, but another Lang Yu immediately appeared on the altar, stretched out his hand and grabbed it into the light mask.

What kind of speed is this, I'm afraid it can't be expressed in the word speed.

However, if it's gone, it's gone, and when it's gone, you want to catch it, and no matter how fast it is, it's too late.

The altar is extremely dangerous, Lang Yu doesn't know it, and what he lost is the baby of his previous life that he relied on to resist the demon soul, so no matter how dangerous it is, Lang Yu can't afford this thing. Once this baby is lost, he is no longer qualified to call the elder and the demon king. The most important point is that Langyu is reborn through rebirth, and only this thing brought by his previous life is probably his foundation.

Lang Yu's hand was empty, and the person seemed to be empty all of a sudden, without heart, liver, or lungs, and became a living corpse.

The five fingers remained in a state of flexion and grasping, and froze. For several minutes, neither moving nor breathing, the shadow of the sitting cross-legged under the altar had long since disappeared.

"Ah——!h

There was a long and mournful howl, echoing endlessly. The entire fifth layer shook, and the Xuan Qi rolled.

Langyu was really anxious, angry, out of shape, and crazy. This is not a trivial matter, and a life has been lost! But who is to blame? There is nowhere to vent his anger, only to look up to the sky and roar.

"W-wh

Lang Yu's voice fell, and another roar sounded in the sea of knowledge, and Lang Yu looked down at his feet. It wasn't an echo of itself, the roar was like a sleeping savage beast—awakened.

The roar only appeared in Zhihai, and the source of the sound was actually the altar under his feet, to be precise, Lang Yu was looking at the magic circle under the red light mask.

The five-colored runes shuttled like a snake in Lang Yu's eyes, and a secluded black hole rolled out in an instant, breaking through thousands of miles, changing and flickering between black and light, and it seemed that it had just broken a piece of glass, but it was just a stone's throw away.

"Bang!"

The circle opened, as if a well had been broken, but in the well was an endless void.

Ancient paintings?

Lang Yu's mind instantly appeared in the ancient family's calligraphy and painting, how similar!

Seven black-robed cultivators sat in the distance, and in the center was a fire. Dozens of chains shuttled through the period in the shape of strange stars, pointing together at the thing in the fire.

Is it the devil?!

What does it look like?!

Lang Yu narrowed his eyes and looked closely, there was indeed a beast in the fire, the size of an ox, covered in fire scales, and it was raising its head and hissing. Looking at the shape of the head, it turned out to be a wolf.

Firescale wolf? or Red Flame Wolf? This was just the name that Lang Yu had taken for the first time he saw it, he had never seen such a creature.

The voice of the demon wolf actually rushed into the sea of knowledge, why?!

Do you need to ask? Your own little man will be swallowed up by it.

"I'm ......—*6 horses!"

Lang Yu, who was in a hurry, did not choose to speak, at this moment, he actually scolded the five thickest words he learned in his previous life, and he still scolded them in that foreign language.