The place of the god's burial, a desolate place full of aura and demonic energy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the center, there is an altar, and this altar, from the outside, seems to be octagonal, but if you look directly above the altar, you can clearly see that this altar is an octagonal altar that tends to be round.

At this moment, there was a faint golden light flickering around the altar, forming a pale golden light curtain, blocking the flood of spiritual energy and demonic energy outside the altar.

Inside the altar, suddenly ripples echoed out, and inside, a figure walked out.

This figure, dressed in a navy blue leather coat, with a black armor inside, short hair flashing with a faint white light, a not very handsome face, with a faint smile, and a glimmer of essence in his bright eyes.

This person is comfort.

He walked out of the ripples and landed on the altar, and he was in a trance for a moment, and then carefully looked at the place where he was.

"Altar!"

An Yi was taken aback when he saw clearly that this was the altar.

At the moment when the tenth breath of comfort appeared on the altar, the entire altar suddenly shook, and a rippling and rippling breath suddenly swept out, as if it was shaking out of the altar, and the next moment, I saw that there was a strong and dazzling golden light rising up from the entire altar, falling in the sky, blurring, and forming a mirror that was exactly the same as the altar.

This piece of mirror, there is white light flickering around, and in the center of the mirror, there is a yin and yang pattern slowly rotating.

The mirror appeared for a breath of time, as if attracted by the altar, fell in an instant, directly penetrated Anyi, inlaid on the altar, and turned the altar into a mirror platform with a bright mirror surface, the center, that is, the place where Anyi stood, where, at the foot of Anyi, there was a rotating yin and yang pattern slowly rising, forming a pillar of light, just enveloping Anyi, appearing above Anyi's head.

"Spiegel."

Just when An Yi was blatant, in An Yi's body, the old voice of the mysterious book came out, and then, a word came out that An Yi's hair stood up and trembled.

"The teacher said: The Fa has no thoughts, and thinking is not the true Fa; There is no artificiality, and it is a demon law; There is no drinking, and drinking is crazy; There is no praise, and praise is a witch. It is wonderful to match yin and yang, and the movement and stillness, and the square circle are also. The Tao runs through the three talents, and the characters of heaven and earth are also. Water, fire, wood, metal, and earth are the five elements; East, south, middle, west and north, transported in five directions. Heaven, earth, water, fire, wind, thunder, mountains, and rivers are accompanied by gossip. He is a person who is in the number of spells, when he writes a calligraphy, he uses something to act on a certain trick, if it is and according to the creation, if it is so, it should be born, so the pen is written, so rushed, and I have the opportunity of ghosts and gods. However, I don't know that before Tai Chi is judged, which is yin and yang? Who is the third talent? Which is the Five Elements? Which of the five parties? What's the gossip? Therefore, there are people of the Tao, let go of their hands, and do not stick to the seal. ”

After the words fell, the pillar of light that shrouded the yin and yang pattern slowly dispersed.

An Yi's eyes were shocked, dazed, doubtful, and enlightened, and he slowly walked out of the yin and yang pattern in the center, went to the edge of the altar, and sat down.

As in the dark, the direction in which the comfort of the moment is sitting is just opposite the comfort of the deity sitting outside the burial place of the gods, and the two of them, separated by the full aura and demonic energy, through the pale golden light curtain, and across the altar, seem to be talking, as if they are looking at each other.

Sitting cross-legged on the altar, his eyes shimmering with a glimmer, he muttered.

"Yin and Yang ......"

The same is true of the comfort of the Buddha-figure outside the place of God's burial.

"Yin and Yang ......"

With the murmuring sound in An Yi's mouth, above the altar, suddenly, there were two small fish, one black and one white, wandering over, and the two black and white small fish seemed to be a male and a female, swimming happily, swimming to An Yi's side, surrounding him.

And after the words in An Yi's mouth fell, the black and white small fish here, each with black light and white light flashed out, and in the cross-swimming, a yin and yang pattern was formed, and slowly, it sank into An Yi's body.

"Three Talents ......"

"Groaning ......"

With the words of Sancai coming out of An Yi's mouth, immediately, above the altar, there were three earth-shattering sword groans, and then, in the sky, a sword of golden light, a sword of purple light, and a sword of white light, as if they had traveled through time, came in an instant.

The moment the three swords appeared, the sky shook and the sound of sword groans roared, and the three swords struck each other, flashing by, leaving a streamer with three-colored light.

After An Yi's words fell, in the sky, the three swords groaned, and in a flash, they merged together, forming a golden, purple and white sword light, falling from the sky, heading straight to the position of An Yi Tianling, and did not enter it in a blink of an eye.

"Five Elements ......"

When An Yi's words came out, there was a roaring sound in the sky of the altar, and then, in the sky, there were five streamers in an instant, and the five streamers were intertwined and connected to each other, forming a five-element pattern.

In this five-element pattern, the water is roaring, the flames are raging, the trees are luxuriant, the golden light is overflowing, and the thick soil is mixed.

And after An Yi's words fell, the five-element pattern appeared around An Yi's body in a flash, surrounding him, enveloping him, and slowly submerging into his body with An Yi's breath and breath.

"Five-Party ......"

At the moment when Anyi's words came out, five pillars of light of different colors immediately vibrated in the five directions of the altar, straight into the sky, blurring, forming a situation of five sides, looking like five giants standing in the sky.

In the east, a piece of blue light is shining, rippling with a rich breath of life; In the west, a white light flickered, and there was a solemn breath permeating; In the south, the fire is red, and the scorching breath fills the heavens and the earth; In the north, the black light is obscured, and there is black water rising in the sky; In the middle of the side, there was a twinkling glow, and a heavy breath, like the earth, lingered around.

And after An Yi's words fell, the sky with a pattern of light like five giants in the five directions immediately flickered away, falling straight above An Yi's head, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Gossip ......"

This time, as the moment the words came out of An Yi's mouth, immediately, the entire altar suddenly shook, as if it had been called, and a boom sounded, and in the vibration, the altar began to become transparent, and slowly rose into the sky.

This time, after the words of comfort fell, there was not the slightest movement on the altar in the sky, although it was illusory, although it was rippling, but it seemed that there was something missing in the comfort there.

After two breaths, An Yi opened his eyes, his eyes were very calm, and he looked at the place outside the altar that could not be concealed by the mixture of spiritual energy and demonic energy, and there, there was a person, like him, who opened his eyes and looked at him.

Outside the altar, there is a deity protected by the Daozang seal, and he looked at the soul at the altar and smiled faintly.

Standing up, taking a step, penetrating the seal of the Daozang, and came to the barrier of the place of the god's burial, he glanced at the illusory light curtain that had made him dare not take a step into it, shook his head comfortably, and stepped in.

There were ripples rippling out of An Yi's body, distorting the illusory light curtain of the god's burial place, allowing De Yi to walk in directly.

Entering the comfort of the burial place of the gods, he stopped, glanced at the aura and demonic aura that was full of all around, and watched the two breaths entangled like two angry dragons, and then retracted his gaze and took two steps towards the comfort of the soul at the altar.

I saw that An Yi stepped out of the first step, and his body came directly to the edge of the altar, in front of the soul and comfort, and after that, the two entangled aura angry dragons and demon angry dragons trembled one after another, and actually stopped the fight abruptly, turned into two wind scrolls, rolled, came to An Yi's back, intertwined with each other, and after two breaths, formed a talisman with white light and purple light flashing, and in a flash, drilled into An Yi's body.

"Good work."

An Yi looked at the soul sitting cross-legged, and said lightly.

"I'll leave it to you." Soul Separation Comfort seemed to end his mission, a relieved smile appeared on his face, and then his figure slowly became illusory, and after a breath, it turned into a ray of soul light and submerged into Comfort's body.

At this point, Comfort took the second step and appeared in the position where Comfort was before splitting the soul, and Comfort at this time was almost complete.

He looked up at the transparent altar in the sky.

"Not coming back yet!"

A low cry sounded, and the transparent altar immediately shook, emitting a roaring sound like excitement, turning into a rippled light, and instantly submerged into Anyi's body.

"Buzz ......"

After the altar was submerged in Anyi's body, a low buzzing sound immediately sounded in Anyi's body, as if excited, as if cheering, as if excited, as if excited.

"Roaring ......"

Comfortably raised his head to the sky and roared.

"Click...... Click...... Click......"

In the roar of the sky, there were three clearly audible clicks on An Yi's body.

The first sound sounded, and the comfortable cultivation was raised from the seventh level to the eighth level, the second sound sounded, from the eighth level, to the ninth level, and the third sound sounded, and the ninth level of cultivation was raised to the critical point towards the tenth level, and then stopped.

Feeling the surging aura of cultivation turned into a long dragon rolling in his body, he smiled lightly.

"The tenth weight, you can step through it at any time, it's just ......"

muttered, An Yi's brows furrowed slightly, and he groaned.

After a breath, An Yi's brow furrowed.

"Between us, there should be a way to have both worlds, so that you and I can coexist."

Putting away the thoughts in his heart, An Yi turned his head and looked at the west, his eyes directly penetrated the distance, and saw the gaze of the figure who looked at him in the west of the fallen demon Ze, in the formation that flashed purple light in the cover of the rich black ** qi.

Then, An Yi looked at the misty forest to the north, where there was no trace of demonic energy, and there was no trace of the existence of monsters.

Then, An Yi looked at the center, where the Foggy Moon Mountain was gone.

However, on a ground in the Foggy Moon Mountain, An Yi saw the existence of a light point that shimmered with crystalline light, and immediately looked at it.

This point of light is like a point of light flickering on an inconspicuous small spar, and when you look at it comfortably, the point of light suddenly flickers and transforms, revealing an illusory image, in which, a woman in white appears.

She is Ye Feihua, who has left the Illusory Sky Realm.

"Leave him with a wisp of residual thoughts."

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