In this world, it is very common for cultivators to devour and promote cultivation, refining demon beasts and demon pills, and even refining the flesh and blood of other qi practitioners, which is tantamount to eating people, is not a few, it is the means of the left path demon, but the body can devour the magic weapon, it is the first time he has seen it. It's simply unheard of.

Zheng Yuanzi was shocked in his heart, and he was even more worried, so he immediately made a move, and pressed it on the top of Zhou Luo's head, Zhou Luo felt a boiling hot current, flowing into his body, wandering everywhere, his true qi had no ability to resist at all, and it was so devastating that it was discarded one after another.

Zheng Yuanzi is using a big means to check the situation in his body.

Suddenly, Zheng Yuanzi's face changed, and he suddenly snorted, and a righteous qi Changhong rose up behind his head, and among the righteous qi Changhong, there was a figure sitting upright, no different from Zheng Yuanzi himself, and suddenly opened his mouth and spit out, and a vitality spit out, which went straight into the top of Zhou Luo's head.

"Tiangang Yuan Shen! Zhengyuan Tiangang Qi!"

Zhou Luo's divine consciousness had also sunk into his body, and he felt that the power of Zhengyuanzi was rushing like a great river, and suddenly a stream of air rushed in, not true qi, not heaven and earth vitality, but a mighty Zhengyuan Tiangang qi!

Tiangang Yuanshen!Zhengyuan Tiangang Qi!Zhengyuan Peak One Lineage Yuan Shen Zhengfa Inheritance, One of the Three Thousand Yuan Shen Zheng Fa!

This Zhengyuan Tiangang Qi is mighty and brave, like the wind of the sky, sharp and sharp, it can be said that God should kill God, Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, it is amazingly strong, Zhou Luo's body, all the true qi can not resist, even his divine consciousness feels as if it has been cut apart.

Suddenly, in Zhou Luo's heart, a cloud of black gas flowed out.

This black gas, one by one, every trace, turned into a black thunder, among the thunder, wrapped in a white pearl, this bead is the Yuanchen white bone transformation orb, but it has been eroded by some unknown force, becoming only the size of a fingertip, but the brilliance is more luster, the power is more powerful, and with a slam impact, it hit Zhou Luo's body on the Zhengyuan Tiangang Qi.

Zhou Luo's intuition trembled, his whole body was shocked, and his blood was rushing.

"Fuck ......"

This time, he really fainted.

By the time Zhou Luo woke up again, the meeting between Xuantian Palace and Moro Dao would have already ended.

In fact, he was in a coma for a month.

Up and down the Xuantian Palace, except for those masters who could be seen on the spot, some disciples whose cultivation was not high, all thought that Zhou Luo of Zhengyuan Peak had heroically defeated his opponent and won face for Xuantian Palace, but he was plotted by the disciples of Moro Dao with treasure weapons and was seriously injured.

This point was also verified after Zhou Luo was taken away by Zheng Yuanzi.

In the second round of the competition, Senior Brother Su Heng of Taixuanfeng, a master in the late stage of the Danyuan Realm, was actually conspired by the opponent's top-grade treasure! Although Senior Brother Su Heng was a proud disciple of Zhengfeng Taixuanfeng, after all, it was only a high-grade treasure in the Danyuan Realm, and it was impossible to get a high-grade treasure, only a low-grade treasure, which was given by the master for this time, so he was defeated.

Of course, Namora Dao naturally came prepared, and deliberately created three disciples with treasure weapons.

In the third formation, it was the Chihuang of Zhengyuan Peak who shot. Although Chihuang has a somewhat frizzy temperament, he is actually a genius, an eighty-seven-year-old master of the Yuanying Realm, which is very rare, the two sides agreed that the disciples of the Yuanying Realm cannot be more than a hundred years old, and the other party is a master of the middle of the Yuanying Realm, and he really has a superb treasure, but Zhengyuanzi was furious, and gave Chihuang a magic weapon of his own on the spot.

The little junior brother was seriously injured, Chihuang completely went berserk, I heard that one of the disciples of Moro Dao was beaten half-crippled by him, and he almost abolished his cultivation, and there was basically no chance to go further in this life.

After Zhou Luo woke up, he heard the news, although he was moved, he couldn't help but sigh, Senior Brother Chihuang was too cruel!

Zheng Yuanzi and Yu Zheng Lao Dao came to him twice, and then Zheng Yuanzi went into retreat again.

At the same time, Zheng Yuanzi also taught him the method of breaking through the ninth layer of Qi cultivation and condensing Dan Yuan.

After the consummation of the nine layers of qi training, there are two ways to condense the Dan Yuan, one is the path taken by today's ninety percent of the cultivators, that is, to condense the golden pill and practice the qi, which is for the qi practitioners.

The other is to enlighten the heavenly heart on the Dao base, and in the heavenly heart, a primordial god is cultivated, which is a cultivator, also known as a primordial god monk.

In Zhou Luo's hand, he was playing with a round bead.

It is the Yuanchen White Bone Transformation Orb, a good thing at the level of a low-grade treasure. Zhou Luo found that the mysterious heart monument in his body could swallow many things, but he would also spit out the things he swallowed again, such as treasures.

It's just that after the treasure is devoured, and then spit it out, it will appear more refined and powerful. However, according to what Zheng Yuanzi said, this is because Zhou Luo endured a Heavenly Dao Supreme Annihilation Thunder for him, this thunder was strangely stored in Zhou Luo's body, and it was able to devour magic weapons, and the magic weapons below the treasure weapon were simply refined, as long as they were swallowed, they would be refined, and their strength would be even stronger, but the treasure spirit in the treasure weapon was refined by the Heavenly Dao Supreme Annihilation Thunder, which made the treasure lose the possibility of promotion.

Treasures are different from spiritual weapons, among treasures, the treasure spirits that have been trained in spirituality and become magic weapons can be sacrificed and promoted, and even survive various calamities and punishments with the master in the future, and can become supreme robbery weapons.

Zheng Yuanzi sighed that the supreme silence and thunder in Zhou Luo's body was a good thing, and it was not a good thing, but it was the old Dao who was greedy and hot. In fact, only Zhou Luo knew that those black qi might be the supreme silence thunder of the Heavenly Dao, but the real initiator should be the mysterious black monument among them.

Zhou Luo called it a "heart monument".

Although it is not that there is no sun and moon in the mountains, and the cold does not know the year, but time is as fast as flowing water, and the life of cultivation is always lonely, no wonder Chihuang will shout that life is boring all day long, it is better to sleep. In a trance, two or three months have passed.

Zhou Luo has been entering Zhengyuan Peak for nearly half a year, and he himself is eighteen years old, if he is in the world, he is also an adult. However, for him now, cultivating the Tao and cultivating qi, seeking longevity, and age no longer seem to be so important.

And the name of his genius Zhou Luo has been spread in Xuantian Palace, and everyone knows that the closed disciple in charge of Zhengyuan Feng is a genius, and his achievements in the future are limitless, and he will be trained by the master.

There are always many Qi Cultivation Realm disciples who come to pay their respects, most of them are third-generation disciples and fourth-generation disciples.

Zhou Luo was thinking about it, not knowing when he would be able to condense Danyuan, when he suddenly heard a long howl, coming from the bottom of the Nine Fold Building.

Zhou Luo's heart moved, he stood up, and heard a long cry on the Feiqing Bridge: "I...... Breakthrough!"

Zhou Luofei got off the nine-fold building, and saw Zhenling kneeling on the Feiqing Bridge, bursting into tears.

His cultivation, Zhou Luo saw through it at a glance, and he had already broken through the fourth layer of qi training, and reached the fifth layer of qi training, the realm of divine consciousness!

Zheng Lin turned around and faced Zhou Luo, about to kneel down.

Zhou Luo hurriedly helped him up and said with a smile: "Zheng Lin, I will go to Liuyun tomorrow, and you can become an official disciple." ”

Zheng Lin nodded tearfully.

Zheng Lin's talent is indeed average, in the past few months, he has spent enough time on Zhou Luo's five square yuan stones to break through from the fourth layer of qi training to the realm of the fifth layer of qi training, if it weren't for Zhou Luo getting a lot of yuan stones, the average second-generation disciple would not be able to withstand his consumption. If his master, Liuyun Dao Gu, knew that he had relied on the Five Directions Yuan Stone to break through to the fifth level of Qi cultivation, he would definitely refuse to promote him to a formal disciple, because such a loss was too big and too big.

If this guy breaks through from the Qi Cultivation Realm to the Danyuan Realm, wouldn't it cost more than a hundred Fang Yuan Stones?

It's a freak, but it's the opposite of Zhou Luo.

The next day, Zhou Luo took Zheng Lin to Zhuyun Pavilion to meet Liuyun Daogu, but now Liuyun Daogu is going to call Zhou Luo "uncle", Zhou Luo doesn't care, knowing that people in the cultivation sect seek the way of heaven, sometimes, this kind of seniority and humility can indeed not be abandoned casually.

Zheng Lin successfully became an official disciple, still in the Nine Fold Building, cultivating with Zhou Luo, and Zhou Luo gave him another twenty square yuan stones. If it weren't for the gift from several generations of disciples and elders of Jiangyun Peak that day, he would not have been so wealthy.

Time flies by, never looking back, cultivators don't have to worry about becoming an old woman or a bad old man, but the life span of a cultivator is not endless, if you can't break through the Qi cultivation realm, you can generally live to about one hundred and twenty years old, which is naturally longer than ordinary people.

Taixuan Mountain is located in the east of the Eastern Soil of the Central Land of the Tianxuan World, and is only a few large states away from the Great East China Sea, and it is not divided into any of the eighty-one states of the Eastern Soil.

The winter of Taixuan Mountain has also come.

It is said that the Moro Empire in the north has long been snowing heavily, and on the ice fields in the north of the Moro Empire, the cold snap from the northern ice ocean has swept away, making it impossible for qi practitioners to stay for a long time.

Zhou Luo stood in the cold breeze, and the clouds and mist outside Zhengyuan Peak seemed to have a feeling that they were about to be condensed.

This was the seventh month of his ascension to Zhengyuan Peak, and he had gradually been able to feel the long-term loneliness of that kind of cultivator.

The wind is blowing, blowing the clouds and mist, wrapping the waterfalls, Bitan, long bridges, and floors in them, Zhou Luo just stood on the Feiqing Bridge, with a feeling of coldness.

Sometimes the heart is cold and does not have to be because of injury, it may just be because of simple loneliness, of course, it can also be because of longing.

At some point, the mist dissipated faintly, and the mist condensed into ice crystals and fell.

Zhou Luo raised his head and found that it was not the case, but that the snow had really fallen, one by one, in a hexagonal shape, beautiful, and fell in his eyes that he did not close, turned into cold water, and slowly flowed down.

Too much loneliness and longing will overflow and flow out of the heart, and then you will feel the coldness from the heart. It's like the water in this eye, finally more, no matter how you raise your head, it will spread out and crawl all over your cheeks.

"The years have passed, and this heart has gone a little...... No matter how long time passes, there is no concern for me......"

Zhou Luo said to himself, suddenly there was a strong throbbing, so he suddenly sacrificed the gilded sword, in the wind and snow, breaking through the clouds and mist, as if breaking through the fog in his heart, swept away......