Tonggu Daoist took a deep breath, and his face was a little solemn.

I didn't pay attention to the melon seeds when they fell, and at this time, where did I have the heart to pay attention to the melon seeds.

"This secret realm...... Is it really the work of a saint? In order to 'make holiness', no...... It is not so easy to make saints, it should be said that it is to lay a solid foundation for the five phoenixes. ”

Tonggu Dao thought in his heart.

This made him more and more sure that behind the five phoenixes, there was a starry sky saint.

has been escorting the five phoenixes, otherwise the five phoenixes would have risen from the low-martial arts world to the immortal martial arts so quickly, and they would have attracted the attention of the gods and demons a long time ago, and the five phoenixes when they were weak children would definitely not be the opponents of the gods and demons.

After all, the weakest of any god and demon is the Emperor Realm.

"The mind of a saint...... Can't guess. ”

"But what is the purpose of creating a five-phoenix? It is absolutely impossible for a saint to do meaningless things. ”

"Could it be that the existence of the five phoenixes has other meanings?"

Tonggudao people's minds are constantly turning.

Otherwise, it is impossible to explain the practice of a saint who invests so much energy and means in the Five Phoenixes.

If it is said that the sage is optimistic about Lu Fan, then it is good to specifically promote and cultivate Lu Fan, the ancient Taoist people thought so before, but now it seems that the purpose of the sage is not to cultivate only one Lu Fan, the appearance of this white jade palace seems to be to cultivate the entire five phoenixes......

The eyes of the Tonggu Dao people became more and more condensed, staring at the Xuan Tai Xuan that diffused the second level of the soul.

"The second level of the soul, although it is only the ascension of the soul level, will not affect one's own cultivation, but it ...... But it was inadvertently raising the upper limit of cultivation. ”

"The soul level is like the capacity of a cup, the capacity of the first level of the soul is small, and reaching the Heavenly Emperor is the limit, and the second level of the soul has a much larger capacity, and it can cultivate a quasi-saint ......."

The people of Tonggu Dao looked at the figures sitting on the stairs of the white jade palace profoundly.

Now, the people of Tonggu Dao can be sure that the value of this white jade palace is not weaker than the place of enlightenment formed by the statues of the three beast ancestors.

The statue of the Beast Ancestor is a cultivation cultivator, and this white jade palace is a cultivation soul level.

Both are very important, but if you have to say one, perhaps the cultivation of the soul level is more difficult.

Because the ascension of the soul level requires one's own perception to penetrate, which is more mysterious and more difficult.

Tonggu Dao people suddenly felt a little pity.

It's a pity that this palace doesn't let him in, if his soul level can reach the third level in the palace, perhaps, the human race can add another saint.

The birth of a saint can have an incomparably huge impact on the situation of the entire human race.

"However, although this young man has stepped into the second level of the soul, it is still a little difficult to keep it, some people can step into it in an instant, but they will soon weaken again, and it is fundamental to maintain it. ”

Tonggu Daoren's eyes narrowed, and he was not in a hurry.

He sat down again and began to continue to eat melon seeds, he was very curious about how many surprises this white jade palace could give him.

......

On an island in the middle of the lake.

Lu Fan's face turned slightly pale.

His mind was precipitated in the preaching platform, connecting the primordial power of the fire elemental god with the white jade palace, providing the support of the primordial power for the white jade palace.

Whoa......

The powerful power of the primordial gods was continuously transmitted to the white jade palace along the chains above the Bagua Array.

The Fire Elemental God felt the rapid passage of his primordial god, and suddenly felt a little frightened.

"What did you do?!"

"You want to hollow me out?!"

The god of the fire element began to feel uneasy, angrily attacking the Bagua Array, wanting to break out.

At that moment, he felt that his Yuan Shen power was absorbed and a large wave was taken away, and that mouthful ...... It almost killed him.

If he goes down at this speed and rhythm, seven or eight times, he will be sucked dry sooner or later!

And Lu Fan also discovered this problem, this is a very serious problem.

The power of the current fire element god can be said to be the main source of the white jade palace, if Lu Fan is allowed to support it, I am afraid that it will be drained in an instant.

And if this situation continues, it is only a matter of time before the fire elemental god is drained.

Lu Fan has to think of a way.

"If you want to milk a cow, you have to let it eat better......"

Lu Pan was thoughtful.

Exited the preaching platform.

Lu Pan was blowing a breeze above the pavilion, his head was slightly swollen, although he had built a channel to use the power of the fire elemental god as a supply, but the transmission of this channel also needed Lu Fan's power to conduct it, so Lu Pan would also have some consumption.

However, the problem is not big, with the power of Lu Fan's primordial spirit, he will soon be able to resist it.

What he cared about was how to keep the fire elemental god out for a long time......

"With pills?"

Lu Fan thought about it, and then, controlling the Thousand Blades Chair, he floated into the Alchemy Pavilion and into Ni Yu's small vault.

turned out all the pills that Ni Yu had refined over the years, but found that the medicinal effect could not help restore the Yuan Shen at all.

Lu Fan sighed, do you have to study such a pill?

But now, Lu Fan's Yuan Shen power to maintain the output is already under a lot of pressure, if you go to study the Dan Fang again, the Yuan Shen is afraid that it will be too difficult.

"By the way, the elixir can't work, the elixir can always ......"

"Daddy's little coffers are also going to rummage. ”

Lu Fan's eyes lit up, and after he made up his mind in his heart, he floated out and walked towards the ancient tomb, Lu Changkong's research room.

Among the ancient tombs.

The place where Lu Changkong studied.

The medicinal fields are opened up one by one, and the rich fragrance spreads out from the medicine fields, and the medicinal herbs are spreading in the wind.

Lu Fan's eyes swept across and saw a lot of magic medicines, but he was not satisfied, and he didn't find which one he wanted.

Lu Pan continued to walk into the depths of the medicine field.

Soon, Lu Fan's eyes lit up.

"Back water herb, the best miracle drug, oral and external application can be used, toxicity: slightly, can accelerate the speed of blood flow, enhance body functions, until it bursts, and enhance the power of the backwater in a desperate situation. ”

Under a bloodshot grass petal, there is a plaque that reads the medicinal properties of this miracle medicine.

Lu Fan smashed his mouth.

"Poison is poison, what kind of miracle medicine ......"

Lu Fan was speechless.

This back water weed, to put it nicely, is actually a poisonous weed that detonates human blood.

If you are not careful, I am afraid that the blood will burst out, and then the person will die.

Lu Pan shook his head, although this magic medicine is good, it is not Lu Pan who is looking for it.

Searching all the way, many of the best magic medicines came into view, these are the achievements of Lu Changkong over the years, and Lu Fan was dazzled and dumbfounded.

He had always just thought that his father was just playing, and more was cultivating poisonous weeds to enhance the power of the poisonous body.

But I didn't expect that my father would actually hybridize so many strange poisonous weeds.

"There it is!"

"Chaoshen Chrysanthemum, low-grade immortal medicine, oral, toxicity: Medium, after swallowing, it will stimulate the Yuan Shen, enhance the release power of the Yuan Shen, make the Yuan Shen swell, and finally burst. ”

Under a translucent, jellyfish-like chrysanthemum, a plaque reads an introduction.

But Lu Fan was extremely satisfied, he found it, this is what he was looking for!

With a move in his mind, the aura was stacked into a thick protective glove, even Lu Fan didn't dare to take it lightly, after all, the medium-level toxicity that his father said was absolutely terrifying.

Lu Fan didn't want to go smoothly for so long, and was finally poisoned to death by Lu Changkong's poison.

After picking the Ranshen Chrysanthemum, Lu Fan didn't stay for long, glanced at the two remaining Ranshen Chrysanthemums in the medicine field, thought about it and still didn't pick it, leave some for Daddy.

......

On the stairs of the White Jade Palace.

Xuan Taixuan's expression was peaceful.

There are faint white spots surging in the center of the eyebrows, which is a manifestation of the improvement of soul power.

After stepping into the second layer of the soul level, Xuan Taixuan faintly noticed something strange, and he glanced around.

The world that was originally flawless in his eyes has become less vivid at this moment.

However, Xuan Taixuan did not directly break and leave.

It's a rare chance to be reborn, and Taixuan plans to give it a try.

In this life, with the body of a mortal, can he reach the peak?

How far can he lead Da Xuan?

After Tang Xian's death, Tang Taixuan took Tang Yimo away.

Of course, there are also Tang Guo and Tang Yimo's mother, who were brought to the imperial capital together, so that Tang Yimo could enter the hall and teach him martial arts.

Tang Yimo was indeed very talented in martial arts, and even Jiang Li was surprised, and he cultivated it wholeheartedly, and soon, Tang Yimo became a thousand commanders in the Great Xuan Army commanded by Jiang Li.

The world was unified, and Taixuan began to deal with affairs.

After all, he has the experience of being an emperor and the way of governing the world, and he is very familiar with it, which makes the strategists such as Mobeike and Moju who assist him amazed.

Under the rule of the Xuan, the Great Xuan Dynasty ushered in a prosperous era.

Ten years have passed in a flash, and Taixuan has become more and more peaceful, as if there is a feeling of detachment.

It looks gentle and elegant, but even the strongest atmospheric blood grandmaster, in front of Tai Xuan, he can't raise the slightest courage to swing his fist.

In the prosperous era of China, Taixuan attacked hard.

He asked Jiang Li to lead the Great Xuan Army, directly kill out of the Great Xuan range, kill Rong Di, and kill out of the boundless desert.

Soon, they encountered the Marton dynasty in the Western Continent.

Under the cultivation of Tai Xuan, Da Xuan Tie rode strong soldiers, and there were more outstanding grandmaster generals such as Jiang Li and Zhao Zixu.

The Marton Kingdom couldn't stop the Great Xuan Dynasty at all, and it was quickly defeated and broken by the Great Xuan Dynasty.

And the Tai Xuan continued the expedition.

The entire Five Phoenix Continent has been included in the territory, of course, this is the Five Phoenix before the transformation of heaven and earth.

Finally, it took thirty years for Taixuan to stand on the top of the Five Phoenixes.

Because there is no birth of a cultivation civilization, even if it is a Qi and Blood Sect Master, he will still be deprived of vitality and begin to grow old and gradually grow old.

Xuan Taixuan is no exception.

Jiang Li is old and can't lift a knife.

Xuantai is also old, many old friends have passed away, in the era when there are no cultivators, no one can maintain a long life, the power of the rules of time, cruel as a knife.

However, Xuan Taixuan was satisfied.

In this life, he did not choose to die of illness in bed.

When the morning sun was born, he wore a human imperial robe, sat on the throne, and looked into the distance.

After decades of precipitation, his soul gradually stabilized, and he became more and more profound.

The morning sun shines in, pulling out a bright light on the court.

The old body of Yutai Xuan was bathed in the sun, and the corners of his mouth were raised.

With the domineering spirit of the human emperor and the endless vitality, he closed his eyes.

Rumble!

Everything in front of me exploded.

A streamer of light burst out from the palace, and quickly penetrated into the body of Yutai Xuan, who was sitting on the white jade stairs.

Tan Tai Xuan opened his eyes and looked at the White Jade Palace calmly, everything was as he expected, the life he experienced was really just an illusion made by this palace.

However, whether it is true or false, Taixuan himself is a little unclear.

However, he knew that the experience of this life had made some changes to him, and it was a change at the soul level.

Originally stuck at the level of the Nine Turns Golden Immortal, Tai Xuan now felt that it was not difficult for him to step into the Great Luo Immortal.

Although he could break through before, as his soul level improved, he could easily pierce the membrane of that breakthrough.

......

In fact, it's not just Taixuan who has relived his life.

Most of the five phoenixes have been relived in a completely different way and in a different posture.

In the five phoenixes with no aura, no cultivators, no Bai Yujing, and no Lu Shaozhu, he was reborn for a lifetime.

When Ning Zhao opened her eyes, she was stunned when she found that she was still in Beiluo City and was Lu Fan's maid.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly, and the red lips were pursed, and the eyes couldn't help but fluctuate, and even continued to mist and surge.

When there was a loud sound in Lu Fan's room, Ning Zhao hurriedly pushed open the door and entered, just in time to see Lu Fan stubbornly trying to get up from the ground.

"Childe!"

Ning Zhao shouted, helped Lu Fan get up, and sat in the wooden wheelchair.

Lu Fan didn't say a word or speak.

Ning Zhao stood on the side, quietly looking at the stubborn son who was still a little immature at this time, with a stubborn son that ordinary people could hardly imagine.

There is no jade demeanor, no peerless appearance, just an ordinary crippled leg, and the young master Lu who has difficulty moving.

"It's not the peerless son......"

Ning Zhao felt a little regret in his heart, but after the regret, there was a little hope.

Maybe......

Such a son, Fang is not an unattainable son.

"Childe, I'll help you ......"

Ning Zhao's voice softened a lot, helping Lu Fan wipe his face.

North Los Angeles is still North Los Angeles, and Ning Zhao finds himself returning to the original point, at this time, North Luo has not yet been breached.

Ning Zhao is serving Lu Fan every day and doing his duty.

Her enthusiasm made the somewhat introverted Lu Fan a little overwhelmed, but gradually got used to it.

used to Ning Zhao helping him wipe his hands, used to Ning Zhao pushing him to walk in the garden, used to Ning Zhao returning to the house, carrying him to the bed, and so on......

Ning Zhao is also used to doing this, willingly, without any complaints.

Perhaps, the son in front of him is not the son, but Ning Zhao is becoming more and more enthusiastic.

A lot of things in this world have changed.

There is no aura, and Childe has not grown into such a peerless demon.

Between the chessboards, you can kill millions of enemies.

However, Ning Zhao was inexplicably a little happy, as if the little joy in his heart could be realized.

In the dead of night, Ning Zhao would sit quietly on the roof of Lu Fan.

Looking at the starry sky, I thought about the things of another world.

"Actually, the empress Ni Chunqiu is still very enviable...... At least, she had the guts to take that step. ”

And some people can only hide everything in their hearts, secretly watch, watch from afar, and dare not speak. ”

Ning Zhao pursed his lips.

Reliving a life, although there will be regrets, but Ning Zhao has invested all the enthusiasm of his previous life.

Childe is her heaven.

And in the countdown to Ning Zhao.

As the defender of the Great Zhou, Beiluo City finally ushered in the siege battle.

It's just that, unlike in the previous life, this time it was the coalition of Overlord and Tang Xiansheng who attacked Beiluo.

The little emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty was violent, which made Beiluo City stormy.

Lu Changkong chose to resolutely defend the city.

However, the overlord is too strong, in a world without aura, the ultimate overlord of the great grandmaster is the first in the world.

North Los Angeles was breached.

The peace of the Lu Mansion was broken.

As a martial artist, Ning Zhao must stand up and protect the Lu Mansion.

Lu Changkong sent someone to pick up Lu Fan and leave.

A venerable enemy grandmaster and martial artist chased and killed, and his emaciated body blocked in front of Lu Fan, guarding his son.

Over the years, after being reborn, her cultivation has improved a lot, and she has already stepped into the realm of a grandmaster.

However, this is not the era of cultivation, and grandmasters also have limits.

There were more and more wounds on her body, and more and more blood was flowing.

However, she is still standing after all, blocking these people from chasing and killing the son who has embarked on the retreat.

This is her obsession, Childe used to be her heaven, and now ...... She has invested everything in this life, and she wants to hold up a piece of heaven for her son.

When she finally couldn't hold the sword and fell to her knees, she raised her head with difficulty, looked at the chariot of Lu Pan she was carrying, and disappeared at the end of the road.

She smiled.

This strong obsession seems to break everything around it.

The space fluctuated, and Ning Zhao felt that everything in front of him had become blurred, and the world seemed to have become dreamy.

"It's a fake......

Ning Zhao sighed.

However, everything is fake, but her feelings for Childe's bet are real.

Some real things cannot be faked or replaced.

Ning Zhao felt that his soul was sublimating.

After the release of the fiery emotions that had been suppressed in her heart, she felt that everything in the world seemed to become clear and captureable, and her heart was transparent.

Reliving a life, although the life is short, but she is happy.

......

Sima Qingshan found that he had been reborn, and at that moment, he was flustered.

He once again became a poor painter in the Southern Jin Dynasty.

On the first day of rebirth, he frantically rushed out of the Southern Jin City, took all his belongings, and rushed to the city in his memory.

The refugees went downstream, but Sima Qingshan went upstream.

He still remembered that he had painted a picture of a homeless person, and that was the first painting he had given her.

However, at the moment, he has no intention of painting.

Finally, after three days and three nights, Sima Qingshan, who was so hungry and weak, finally rushed to the gate of the small city.

Relive a lifetime, there is no aura, there is no cultivation method...... What should he do?

What should he take to get to know her?

Outside the city gate, Sima Qingshan hesitated, hesitated, and was also apprehensive.

What if, she dislikes him?

Sima Qingshan shook his head, and also resolutely entered the city.

In the city, he put on pictures and sold them.

Set up a stall not far from the Anfu Mansion, and what I do every day is to quietly watch the door of Anfu.

When he saw the shadow walking out of the mansion wearing a red coat, his eyes would always become brighter.

He picked up the inked pen and slowly put it down on the rice paper.

The girl's demeanor like a hibiscus out of the water is presented on the drawing paper.

The girl was attracted to the girl in a red hat.

Lotus step moves lightly.

But Sima Qingshan immediately put away the stall, put away the picture scroll, and left in a hurry.

The girl looked at the figure that had fled from the desert, and was a little stunned.

Once, twice, three times......

Sima Qingshan himself felt extremely annoyed.

Something was fearing in his heart.

Because now he Sima Qingshan is not a cultivator, just a poor painter, a poor painter who has difficulty supporting himself.

Maybe it's this psychological pressure that makes him afraid to face it.

Sima Qingshan was very annoyed, and took out the scroll in the moonlight, and the slender figure in the scroll was only half drawn, but it made Sima Qingshan look at it and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise slightly.

That night, he sat quietly, reflecting on what he had experienced.

He didn't know if what he had been going through was a dream or if what he was experiencing now was a dream.

After thinking about it for a day and a night, it was like an old monk entering the meditation.

Sima Qingshan finally woke up and made a decision in his heart.

He once again set up a stall in front of Anfu, and the girl in red saw it, but she couldn't come as if she was angry, and left directly.

Sima Qingshan was dumbfounded, but he didn't give up.

On the second day, the stall was directly placed on the path of the girl's reroute.

The girl was stunned, but she also changed her path angrily, and on the third day of Sima Qingshan, she was also blocked on the way for the girl to change her route again.

Finally, the girl came over.

Sima Qingshan looked at it calmly.

One by one, the picture scroll unfolded, but the girl was shocked, each picture scroll was lifelike, as if it contained an extremely strong will, so that her heart was shaking.

Is this poor painter some kind of master?

The girl took the silver taels to buy the picture scroll, but Sima Qingshan did not refuse, accepted the silver taels, gave another painting, and told the girl to go back and open it again.

The girl was curious, but agreed.

When I returned to the mansion, I opened the scroll and saw myself as if I had come to life.

The painter ...... Drawing her?

The girl's face was covered with red.

Every day in the future, the girl will come out, and Sima Qingshan will send a painting every day.

Before I knew it, three hundred days and nights had passed.

There are also more than 300 paintings in the girl's house, each painting is a girl, and the girls in each painting are different.

Sima Qingshan's calm, gentle and smiling figure every day was unconsciously engraved in the girl's heart.

The Great Zhou is dead, and the chaos is coming.

The peace of the small town was shattered.

The soldiers and horses entered the city, and the small city was in chaos, and the cries and cries resounded endlessly.

Anfu was thoroughly investigated by officers and soldiers, the head of the An family died tragically, and the entire mansion was completely messed up, and the subordinates left with packages one after another, like a pot of porridge.

After Sima Qingshan learned about it, his calm heart lived up to his calmness.

In the face of danger, he rushed into Anfu.

I found the girl's boudoir with a familiar car, and the girl was helplessly holding her legs in the boudoir.

She couldn't bear these paintings, and she couldn't take them away.

Sima Qingyi appeared and wanted to take her away.

The girl refused, biting her lip and looking at more than three hundred paintings.

Sima Qingshan smiled: "Just when you and I get to know each other again today, from today onwards, I will paint one for you every day." ”

"Below, Sima Qingshan. ”

Then, in a trance, the girl took the girl's hand, and secretly left the mansion, went out of the city, and went into the mountains to live in seclusion.

Decades have passed.

A small house deep in the mountains.

The old Sima Qingshan's trembling hands were still sprinkled with ink.

After the painting is done.

The old Sima Qingyi carried a wine jug and burned the scroll to the people in the tomb in front of a small tomb next to the small house.

After that, drinking wine, sitting in a rocking chair, watching spring go to autumn.

The knot is in the human realm.

In peace, the soul is like waves and ripples.

......

Inside the pulpter.

With the transformation of the souls of Xuan Taixuan, Ning Zhao, Sima Qingshan and others, the power of the fire elemental god Yuan Shen was almost drained.

"Don't smoke ......"

The fire elemental god roared and became weak.

Lu Fan's hair was flying, his white shirt was staggering, sensing the position on the white jade ladder to achieve the improvement of the soul level, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a look of satisfaction, as well as a shiny glow.

After that, he took out the Ranshen Chrysanthemum.

"Old Huo, take the medicine. ”

"Mo Xu. ”

"Make up for it, the future of Wuhuang depends on you. ”

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