Tang Que thought of the difficulty of knotting Dan, thinking of the long journey of immortals, he couldn't help but shake his head, he didn't think about this matter of knot Dan for the time being, after all, there was no certain certainty, and it was not Tang Que's character to rashly impact the bottleneck of knot. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Tang Que cleaned up his mind and flipped through his hand, and there was a peach-shaped fruit in his palm, this peach-shaped fruit was like a peach but not a peach, there was no attractive fragrance and color, and this fruit was the Ascending Immortal Fruit that fell from An Xiaojian's body.

Seeing An Xiaojian indulged in the illusion of the Ascension Immortal Fruit, and was unaware of what happened to him, Tang Que was surprised and surprised by the Ascension Immortal Fruit, never thought that this inconspicuous little fruit actually had such an anesthetic effect and had such a great magical power.

If it is said that the monk has a spiritual root and a physique beyond mortals that mortals do not have, after his own cultivation, his concentration is far comparable to that of ordinary people, and the power of the monk's divine consciousness is extremely powerful, especially for a monk like An Xiaojian who has entered the foundation building period, the power of divine consciousness has increased exponentially.

But even the Zhuji monk lingered in the psychedelic of such a small ascension immortal fruit. This Ascending Immortal Fruit can make the spiritual consciousness of the foundation building monk indulge in the illusion and cannot extricate himself, which has its own special features.

The Ascending Immortal Fruit has such an incredible effect, and the fruit presented in front of him reveals a very ordinary aura, which also makes Tang Que puzzled.

Tang Que threw away the Ascending Immortal Fruit in his hand, as if he was making a very difficult decision. If you want to know about the Ascending Immortal Fruit, you must take the Ascending Immortal Fruit, otherwise everything is just speculation.

Tang Que watched the essence of the Ascending Immortal Fruit's eyes flash, and sat cross-legged on the futon. He was going to suck the Ascension Immortal Fruit and feel the mystery of this so-called Ascension Fruit illusion and where it could lead him.

Tang Que thought to himself that the power of his divine consciousness was much stronger than that of a cultivator of the same level, and whether the illusion created by this ascending immortal fruit was so magical that his divine consciousness could not control itself.

"Ascend Immortal Fruit, Ascend Immortal Fruit, can you ascend to Immortal!" Tang Que muttered, threw the Ascending Immortal Fruit into his mouth, and swallowed it in his stomach after a little chewing.

Tang Que closed his eyes, feeling the strangeness brought to him by the spiritual liquid after the Ascending Immortal Fruit was chewed. The taste of the ascending immortal fruit seems to be nothing special, after the tongue coating feels slightly bitter and swallowed into the abdomen, there is a little bit of numbness in the throat, and there is a very unusual astringency in the aftertaste.

The breath of the ascending immortal fruit rises between the lips and teeth, like green smoke, like a fairy, like a devil, tickling every taste bud of Tang Que.

The juice of the Ascending Immortal Fruit flowed into Tang Que's spiritual veins, and at first Tang Que just felt that there were suddenly some extremely strange spiritual qi in the spiritual veins, as if they had entered Tang Que's body in a faint disguise, which was a little incompatible with the spiritual power that Tang Que possessed.

After the strange aura that ascended into the immortal fruit entered the body, after reaching Tang Que's spiritual field, it finally completely tore off the camouflage and rose in Tang Que's body, and with a bang, the rising aura grew rapidly at an extremely violent speed, and this growth force turned into nothing, and instantly rushed into Tang Que's sea of divine consciousness.

Tang Que seemed to hear a terrible scream that was incomparably far away, as if it was issued in the depths of his soul, with the intention of breaking all the shackles. And in Tang Que's sea of divine consciousness, this void qi was like a whirlwind, rapidly expanding in the whirlwind impact.

Tang Que's divine sense was much stronger than that of other cultivators of the same rank, and he could still maintain a concentration in the expansion and impact of the Ascending Immortal Fruit's Void Qi. The Void Qi of the Ascending Immortal Fruit swelled, Tang Que had already snorted coldly, and the power of his Divine Sense also expanded, always firmly enveloping this Void Qi in his Divine Sense Sea, so that it would not get out of control.

Tang Que snorted coldly and said secretly: "The Ascending Immortal Fruit is nothing more than that. "However, the void qi of the Ascending Immortal Fruit was like a demon awakening, and the expansion just now was just a gentle warm-up. Just when Tang Que thought that he could control the impact of the Ascending Immortal Fruit.

The void qi of the Ascending Immortal Fruit in Tang Que's body suddenly shrank, and immediately burst up, shooting out furiously at a speed that was just dozens of times. The furious power of the Ascending Immortal Fruit obviously exceeded Tang Que's expectations.

After encountering the barrier of the expansion of Tang Que's divine consciousness, it broke through the boundary of Tang Que's divine consciousness, and the barrier and control power of Tang Que's divine consciousness immediately dissipated into nothingness.

Suddenly, the limit of Tang Que's divine consciousness boundary no longer existed, and he felt that his divine consciousness was instantly chaotic, as if he had entered an incomparably vast space. This feeling is extremely wonderful, Tang Que seems to be between sober and drunk, half sober and half drunk.

Tang Que's divine consciousness was stripped of his physical body, but he was able to clearly perceive his own existence, and his divine consciousness was in an unconscious. Tang Que's divine consciousness flew out of his body, and when he looked down, he saw that his physical body was still sitting cross-legged in the cave, with a strange and joyful smile on his face.

However, Tang Que's divine consciousness is like a bystander, out of his body, without sorrow or joy, looking down on the world and the world. In an instant, Tang Que's divine consciousness looked up at the sky, crossed the void, and soared into the sky, but Heavenly Star City became more and more insignificant in the ascension of Tang Que's divine consciousness.

Tang Que's divine consciousness entered the realm of selflessness, and in his divine consciousness, there seemed to be another memory awakening, I am not me, I am me, Tang Que sighed faintly in his heart. This sigh seemed to have been asleep for a long time, and when he just woke up, he found that everything before was just a dream of Nan Ke. In this sigh, Tang Que's divine consciousness was virtualized, turning into a breeze, looking for the refuge related to a trace of obsession in Tang Que's divine consciousness between heaven and earth.

Tang Que's divine consciousness escaped into nothingness, but it was tangible, and everything in heaven and earth was within the induction of divine consciousness, and this feeling was mysterious and mysterious, and it was wonderful.

Tang Que turned into a spiritual wind and circled around Heavenly Star City, sweeping past the peak of Heavenly Star City's Fengwu Peak.

On the peak of Fengwu Peak, there is a grass house, there is a 10,000-year-old pine tree in front of the grass house, under the pine sits cross-legged an old man with crane hair and a childish face, this old man holds the magic trick in his hand, and closes his eyes to enter the realm of forgetting things and me.

Suddenly, the old man frowned, Huo Ran opened his eyes, the light in his eyes flickered, but he was full of shock, and in an instant, his whole body seemed to fall into an ice cellar, he trembled violently, calmed down the uneasiness in his heart, and said with a slight tremble: "Tianxing Sect Cang Songzi, meet the seniors." ”

Cang Songzi only felt a gust of wind passing by the top of Fengwu Peak, and his words were not answered, but after a while, Cang Songzi looked in the direction of the sunrise, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The old man closed his eyes, he had been in retreat for a long time, his heart was like an ancient well, but he couldn't calm down for a long time at this moment, and secretly said in his heart: "The divine consciousness just now, I don't know which predecessor, the divine consciousness can shatter the void and spy on everything." The divine consciousness of this predecessor has never been in contact with the poor road, has he been hidden in the domain of the sea, but he does not know where the immortal trace is, if the poor road can see the predecessor and get his guidance, then the god can be expected. ”