"God makes your Excellency good!"

As soon as Wen Ziang came out, he was very excited to greet Bai Ran. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Your angel, your elixir is so miraculous, I'm half better now, and I'm not afraid of the cold in it at all." He babbled on and on.

Bai Ran naturally knew about it, and he didn't look at how many pills Bai Ran sent to him, of course, the effect was miraculous.

After half a cup of tea, Bai Ran casually greeted Wen Yao's news, and then turned to leave.

"God's Messenger, where are you going?" Ziang followed behind, he was wearing a Taoist robe, no longer wearing animal skins, which showed that he had adapted to life here.

Bai Dye continued to move forward without looking back.

The two rows of trees are as high as the sky, and the sunlight shines on the road like wrought gold silk.

The fallen leaves are colorful, the light is full of light, so bright that he can't open his eyes, and the back of his white-clothed Shengxue is condensed into eternity in his eyes.

"I'm not an oracle, you should have known it."

Ziang's expression moved, it was true, after adapting to the life of the sect here, he gradually felt that Bai Ran was not a divine envoy, but a person called a monk, who mastered spells and walked against the sky.

It is rumored that some enlightened masters, Dafa body, like the power of heaven in the world, can be called gods.

He had deep doubts, he had doubted Bai Zhan, but now that Bai Zhan has admitted it, the veil of all this has been lifted, and he has let go of his doubts, no longer entangled, and worships Bai Ran more than ever.

"If you set foot on the path of cultivating immortals, you will have to fight for your life with the sky, you go, find your own way, don't follow me."

Bai Ran stepped forward all the way, unstoppable, his eyes became more and more ordinary, as if he wanted to melt into nature, almost disappearing in the face of the sun, with the same origin as heaven and earth, so that people could not see that there had been people walking there.

In the next moment, Wen Ziang's eyes widened, his mouth opened, and he didn't move for a long time.

He vanished, and just like that, he became transparent on the way to the ground, until he was silent.

Is this a monk, almost a god's act, blended with the heavens, one with the sky?

Ziang wanted to pursue him, walked dozens of steps, and finally slowed down, step by step, looked up at the sky, seemed to understand something, and worshiped in the invisible place.

"My way!"

He muttered to himself in his heart, his eyes were extremely bright, he understood the true meaning of the monk, and completely jumped out of the frog at the bottom of the well, and wanted to pursue his own way.

The Great Wilderness Clan, born in the wilderness, worships the gods, hoping to get the help of the gods.

Now, when he stepped into the ranks of cultivating immortals, his horizons expanded, and he understood that everything in this world had to be fought for by himself, rather than asking for help from others.

What Bai Ran didn't know was that his words provoked the strong rise of a generation of masters, and in the end, he was even more famous in the depths of the starry sky.

On the other side, in the forest nearly 100,000 zhang away, the white dye slowly appeared, and fell into nature, used back and forth, far away and fast, compared to the Yuanying monk, it was even better.

He used the incarnate natural method to cross Wanglong Island while digesting the information he had obtained.

Since Wen Yao and his party were separated, everyone went on the road alone, and they were confident that their strength was strong, their talent was extraordinary, and they could fight hard to make a world, so they had the current situation.

Obviously, if Bai Ran hadn't just helped, Wen Ziang would have died in that sect.

Worshipping the sect is undoubtedly a good way to understand the world of cultivating immortals and integrate into the world of cultivating immortals.

It's just that he didn't come at the right time, and he happened to encounter the decline of the righteous path of Wanglong Island and the rise of the demonic path.

If you want to worship the sect, Bai Dye is more recommended to join the Demon Dao sect.

The core of the decent and demonic sects is inseparable from the word interests, and if you really want to talk about the difference, it is just whether the means are radical or not.

This is the view that Bai Dye entered the world, and at the same time, it has been realized in the survival of more than 100 years.

……

Wanglong Island, Wanglong Yuan.

Wanglongyuan is located in the center of the ring mountain range of Wanglong Island, also known as the abyss lake, because it is a large lake around the island, only because the bottom of the lake is like an abyss, the bottom of the lake is invisible, black as ink, can swallow people's hearts, so it has the name of the abyssal lake.

However, people still like to call this lake Wanglongyuan.

Looking at the dragon and looking at the dragon, once the dragon rises into the abyss, crossing the starry sky for hundreds of millions of miles.

Bai Ran stood by the shore of Wanglongyuan Lake, silently reciting the widely spread ancient sayings on Wanglong Island in his heart, and felt that it was very appropriate for the occasion when he recalled it.

Even if the demonic fire outside is monstrous, the Rui Qi of Wanglong Yuan is still the thickest place, and it has not diminished at all, or the decreasing Rui Qi on the island has poured here.

The white-dyed rune spirit pupils bloomed, opening the rune horizon and seeing a different horizon.

This big lake is as black as an abyss, and there are golden runes under the surface of the lake, rising and falling, up and down, floating and uncertain.

"Huh?"

With a sweep of his gaze, not only the golden modern runes, but also some ancient runes, dragon-shaped, twisting around, dragon's eyes were golden, like living beings.

The number of these dragon-shaped runes was extremely small, and there were only a thousand of them on the surface of the lake in the entire vast Wanglong Abyss.

They are widely dispersed, wandering freely, as free and cheerful as small fish.

It was when Bai Ran's gaze scanned, and these dragon-shaped runes seemed to have spirits, and they raised their heads to look at Bai Ran, making eye contact with him.

Shocked, confused.

Not angry and arrogant, domineering and arrogant.

Bai Ran was surprised, these dragon-shaped runes were not simple, they were really spiritual.

They looked at Bai Ran very brightly, and their eyes focused on his eyes, making Bai Ran feel an unprecedented sense of coercion.

It was the auspicious qi, and it would act autonomously, and with the gaze of the dragon-shaped rune, it swept over, binding the white dye layer by layer, forming a sense of squeezing.

There was clearly no real feeling, not even a sense of divine consciousness, but Bai Ran felt as if something was restrained.

"Luck is detained!"

Bai Ran's complexion changed, and he understood what this formless squeeze felt.

Xuan and Xuan's luck was actually controlled and restrained by a dragon-shaped rune, which made Bai Ran feel incredible.

His eyes lit up with curiosity, and he was eager to learn it.

The natal rune lit up, fully revived, the golden light shone, the mystery was extreme, and Bai Dye tried to parse the rune.

This rune is very mysterious, and Bai Ran found that his spirit pupil could not parse this rune with his current pupil strength.

So the primordial elixir circulated, secretly mobilizing the primordial secret power and enhancing the perceptual power.

After deducing for a while, Bai Ran only saw a golden dragon soaring into the sky, and his luck came from nature, and Ruicai was thousands of droops.

Bai Zhan frowned, it seemed that it was difficult to understand, and encountered invisible resistance. It seems that it is related to the current insight of Bai Dye, and it is impossible to realize it without a certain accumulation.

Then, Bai Ran withdrew his gaze and no longer looked at the dragon-shaped runes, and found that the mysterious and mysterious feeling of squeezing disappeared.

The mind is clear, the thought is refreshing, it turns out that luck really exists, but it is difficult for people to find out, and it is even more difficult to take the initiative to grasp it.

Poof, Bai Dye dived into Wanglongyuan, swam in the lake, like a fish, incarnated as nature, with the same origin as the water, and disappeared in the water.

(To be continued.) )