Meixi pointed ahead, sitting on the road a young Taoist priest, the body does not rot after death, this is a powerful person who has survived the wind and fire mirror, a rare giant in the world. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But in front of the courtyard where such a strong person did not go, there was a crack in the center of his eyebrows, and his thoughts dissipated, leaving only a body.

"Young master, this Taoist priest is familiar, it seems that he is the person who helped Emperor Chang preside over this place back then."

"Infinite Palace, Tianxuan."

Zhang Hao was shocked, Tianxuanzi opened a door for Tianxuanmen in Wuliang Palace, which was incomparably powerful, and even after so many years, the people of Wuliang Palace also maintained the style of Tianxuanmen, but he didn't expect him to die here.

Further on, there were several corpses, their faces clear, but their eyebrows were also cracked, and some of their bones were still glowing white, making it impossible for the black evil qi to get close.

Zhang Hao couldn't recognize these people, but his strength was definitely above Tianxuanzi.

And whose blood is on the courtyard, now that the courtyard gate is closed, there is a sword stuck in it, and the breath is amazing, as if it is going to collapse the entire gate, this is a real arrow.

"What is this yard made of?" Meixi took a deep breath, her heart was shocked, this inconspicuous courtyard brought her an indescribable feeling, as if a fierce tiger opened its mouth, waiting for its prey to come to the door.

Jia Jinzhong was haunted by the presence of so many people here, and he didn't know about it.

These people are too powerful, and the physical energy that has been preserved to this day is at least the power of the Wind and Fire Mirror.

Just as the four of them were pondering, there was a melodious bell in the courtyard, crisp and pleasant, with a melodious echo.

Someone was reciting the scriptures in it, and it sounded as if they were talking to themselves, but they were so clear that they could hear it clearly, but when they wanted to remember it, it became extremely vague.

The Hengyu Sutra in Zhang Hao's body is changing, and it seems to resonate with this inexplicable scripture.

Ma Wu and the others suddenly found that Zhang Hao was sitting on the ground, inexplicable inscriptions appeared on his skin, and even his body was glowing, like a little sun.

Jia Jinzhong looked at Zhang Hao nervously, could it be that the young master chose to cultivate here at this time.

Ma Wu muttered, his eyes rolled wildly, in the face of such a treasure mountain, he couldn't take it away, it was definitely a torture for him.

Gradually, a few people felt that something was wrong, there were more and more inscriptions on Zhang Hao's body, his breath was getting stronger and stronger, and his level was increasing rapidly.

Every level of advancement in the Fa Phase Realm requires a lot of resources, and it takes a lot of time to understand the Dao's own path and use time to precipitate oneself.

It can take hundreds of years for some people to move up the next level.

The person who can reach the Fa Phase realm is definitely the Tianjiao of the Tianjiao, and has a complete and clear understanding of his own path, even if he can improve one level in a hundred years, it is already extremely fast.

Zhang Hao had just broken through to the Law Phase Realm, and in order to settle down, he didn't have the slightest idea of improving his level, and was even ready to cultivate well in Wanliu Peak for decades and sort out what he had learned.

Ma Wu also paid attention to Zhang Hao's body, scratching his ears and cheeks, feeling that it was not a good thing to go on like this.

Jia Jinzhong reminded in a low voice: "Young master, this is cultivating." ”

Ma Wu muttered: "What kind of rice situation is this, it should be a good thing, but the speed of advancement is too fast." ”

It only took less than ten hours to advance from the second level of the law phase to the seventh level of the law phase, and if it continues like this, his level will continue to rise.

Meixi suddenly said: "No, his level is not improving, he is transforming the Dao." ”

"What is the Transformation Dao?"

"It's that when you comprehend the scriptures, you fall into it deeply, and you will become a part of it unconsciously, that is to say, those who are not strong enough will sit down directly."

The three of them looked at each other, and said something unpleasant, at Zhang Hao's level, he was not qualified to transform into a Dao, even if he was a powerful person in the Wind and Fire Mirror, he was not qualified to transform into a Dao.

But now Zhang Hao is really turning into a Dao, with a weird smile on his face, the body inscriptions are glowing, and some Dao patterns are already burning, and when these Dao patterns are all burning, it will be when he dies.

"You can't force the master to come to his senses, that will damage the master's Daoji, and it will be difficult to make an inch."

"He can only come to his senses on his own."

When the three of them were at a loss, a gray color appeared on Zhang Hao's body, and at the same time, the inscriptions were broken and bleeding, looking terrible and terrifying.

A small black tripod appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and at the same time, the blood on his body flowed from a new one, and slowly those patterns were changing, extremely profound, forming four huge stone pillars.

Burst!

The small black tripod in Zhang Hao's eyebrows shattered, and at the same time, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, but his closed eyes were opened.

"Young master, you're fine, I'm scared to death, your body is expensive, even if you cultivate, you can't choose here."

Meixi slapped the flattering Jia Jinzhong aside, looked up and down, left and right, and asked angrily: "What happened to you just now, do you know that you almost died here." ”

The concerned appearance of the three people made Zhang Hao's heart warm, and he chuckled a few times, causing injuries on his body, coughing a few times, and blood flowed down the corners of his mouth.

Zhang Hao waved his hand to stop the pill Jia Jinzhong had taken, and asked softly, "Didn't you hear the sound of chanting just now?" ”

"Chanting? No, only the young master Hongfu Qitian can listen to the voice of heaven. ”

"You said you heard chanting? But why didn't I hear it at all, is this against you? ”

Ma Wu also looked left and right curiously, not feeling the slightest danger, and of course not hearing strange sounds.

"Let's go back first, this is not what we can do right now."

Zhang Hao looked at the courtyard opposite with palpitations, if it weren't for the heat of the totem jar in his chest at the last moment, he believed that he would never wake up.

Shengji Palace doesn't seem to be as simple as the legend, it can overthrow the Great Tai Dynasty and replace it, the first Sheng Emperor is definitely not a simple answer, I don't know what secrets are hidden here, he thought of looking down here from the sky, as if a big black hand stretched out from here, it will definitely not be an illusion.

He was not ready to leave here, blessings and misfortunes depended on each other, although that kind of scripture was extremely terrifying, leading him to the Tao, but it was a real sound of the Great Dao, which made his understanding of the Hengyu Sutra reach an indescribable realm.

It's as if he was originally just a small fish, but now suddenly it has become an all-encompassing sea, not only seeing himself, seeing all kinds of fish, large and small, but also seeing the volcano at the bottom of the sea, the dragon snake hidden in the mud and sand, the whale that devours the sea, and the dragon beast that hunts thousands of spirits......

His mood is calm, whether he sees a volcano erupting on the bottom of the sea, a dragon beast that hunts for food, or a difficult birth of a baby duck beast, his state of mind is always the same, as if all kinds of changes are reasonable and predestined......

There will be no changes in the body of others when they advance, but when Zhang Hao advances or comprehends, there will be various mysterious patterns on his body, and the ancient Jiuli warriors called this pattern a war pattern.

......。。

Zhang Hao closed the death pass in the tomb, and the others didn't see him for a long time and thought that he was guarding his Wanliu Peak penance, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart at the same time, only knowing that although the people who blindly cultivate have a solid foundation, their achievements are limited, and it will be much more difficult to improve.

Ji Yuyao sat in her attic, the mountains in front of her were undulating, the white clouds were swirling, the cranes were dancing, and the spirit ape was offering Rui, which set off her like a fairy out of the dust.

Wearing a white palace dress, a small golden sword embroidered on the long sleeves, delicate and lovely, the long black hair is scattered, the light is visible, there is a turquoise hairpin inserted on it, a pair of eyes are extremely clear, like crystal, without the slightest flaw, very simple.

Outside the vermilion pavilion, dozens of maids stood on both sides, and several of these people had reached the crystallization level, and they were only one step away from advancing to the Fa Phase Realm.

She looked down the mountain, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl jumped up, wearing a goose-yellow green jacket, with a simple bow tied with a red head rope on her head, her face was ruddy and lovely, and a small sword of a ruler length flew up and down around her, as if it could change any shape with her heart.

"Auntie, auntie."

"Girl, what are you doing here, it's hard to meet someone else."

Ji Yuyao's eyes are full of doting, the little girl Ji Xian'er is the treasure of the family, she is only seventeen years old, and now she is a crystallized third-level person, and her talent is superb, and she is handed over to Ji Yuyao to guide herself.

The Thousand Swords Sect knows that this girl is the palm bead of the Ji family, even some inner door elders have to let it go, this girl rarely has quiet times, most of them go to various mountains to challenge, and will not turn back until they are not interested.

"Auntie, aunt, I saw Uncle Wang, that is...... It is...... It's that Uncle Wang of Demon Sword Mountain. ”

Ji Yuyao's eyebrows frowned slightly, at this time, there was no vision of heaven and earth, did it fail, or had other plans.

Wang Mofeng is like a demon with his body, feeding the sword with flesh and blood, cultivating a magic sword, and the brothers who died in his hands are no less than double digits, and his strength is strong Thirty years ago, he retreated and impacted the Xuan Realm, how could he go out at this time.

"Wang Mofeng visits Uncle Shi!" There is a cold voice from the bottom of the mountain, like a resentful spirit blowing on the back of your neck.

Ji Xian'er looked behind her in surprise, she ran back to report the news because she knew that this Wang Mofeng had hatred for the Ji family, and the retreat thirty years ago was actually forced by an ancestor of the Ji family.

"Please!"

Ji Yuyao sat there, and Ji Xian'er stood behind her honestly, extremely curious.

"Disciple Wang Mofeng visits Uncle Shi!"

Wang Mofeng looks like he is in his thirties, with black hair and a shawl, a straight waist, a full and bright forehead, a pair of eyes that are terrifying, there is a feeling of seeing people see the inside of the flesh, and the breath on his body is even more cold and gloomy, like a dead tree full of yellow leaves.

"Sit down!"

After Wang Mofeng saluted respectfully, he walked to a stone bench at the edge of the pavilion, and then sat down quietly.

Neither of them spoke, Wang Mofeng has been suppressed since he provoked the disciples of the Ji family in the outer gate, and even survived several times, it can be said that he can have today, completely stepping on the corpse of the disciple of the Ji family.