The young guard felt that he had come to a large flat area, and the young lady pulled the rope, pushed and pulled her arms, and let them stand in position, and her soft little hands untied the black cloth covering her eyes one by one.

Huang Xu became excited.

It's not because of the fragrance in front of him, but because he feels the aura of heaven and earth.

In martial arts cultivation, the breath is filled with the vitality of heaven and earth, and it is also mixed with all kinds of turbidity. Martial artists compared to monks, why is the true qi mottled and impure, the fundamental reason is this.

Heaven and earth vitality, gather and live.

Reiki is much purer and more effective than Genki, just like the difference between polished rice and chaff.

The discovery of any spiritual vein will meet each other with swords and soldiers, and the head will be broken and bleeding.

Those places, except for the mountains and rivers, Mangyuan, Daze, and islands where demon beasts are entrenched, were all opened up by the monks into caves and blessed lands.

Ordinary people have no choice but to honestly play with mud and inhale vitality.

A big reason why Liu Guo can't attract great monks is that the territory is too small and lacks spiritual veins. Like gold, silver, jewelry, or something, it doesn't make sense at all for monks who seek heavenly proof of immortality.

Although the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi is not barren, it is much stronger than Huaguo and the Lost Land, but it is not worth it to the monks.

Encountering the temptation of rich aura, every pore of Huang Xu opened, his internal organs tightened, and his muscles trembled, so he had to forcibly hold back.

In front of him was an ordinary three-story wooden building, and a hundred guards lined up in a square formation of ten vertical and ten vertical and horizontal on the floor in front of the building.

In front of the phalanx, the spear-like leader Ma Biao stood upright, and in front of him stood the immortal master Tong Jin.

On both sides, five steps away, stood ten palace maids with swords diagonally behind their backs.

There are not many people, only twenty. Judging from the strong confidence and powerful aura they showed, they all stepped on the upper realm of Tongyun. Once the Praetorian Guards mutinied, they would be killed without mercy.

The wooden building was thick with mist, like a large steamer.

But the mist drifted to the top of the building and did not continue to spread outward, as if pouring down an invisible glass cover, like a waterfall, all the way to the edge of the flat.

You can't see the sun.

But sunlight is everywhere.

Bright, warm.

Huang Xu was on duty in the palace for three months, and it was clear that there were no three floors in the outer palace. Although I have never entered the inner palace, I have seen the top of the palace from a distance, and the highest is only two floors.

Where exactly has this gone?

The fairy mist is filled, and the fairy aura is around, is it a fairyland? The young lady of the inner guard and the dark guard has become a fairy?

Huang Xu didn't squint, pursed his lips, and thought wildly in his heart.

Before leaving, Commander Ma Biao gave a stern order to their group of tender melons and eggs.

Whatever I do, you will follow. Everything you see and hear today cannot be revealed to the outside world, otherwise you will not be killed, and you will sit in the family!

It seems that this place is the biggest secret of the Liu Kingdom.

Having the privilege of being part of the secrecy is a precursor to imminent reuse.

Thinking of this, Huang Xu's excitement became more and more difficult to suppress.

The pin drop can be heard at the scene.

The child master took three steps forward, lit three large incense sticks as thick as a child's arm in a half-person-high copper tripod, and solemnly retreated to the same place and stood solemnly, looking up at the three-story building.

Everyone couldn't help but follow his example, and raised their heads like a goose.

Huang Xu's breath was short, and he vaguely understood something.

Three incense sticks to the sky, the immortals descended to earth.

It's asking God.

The young man's state of mind was not as calm as the elder's, and there was a slight commotion in the procession, which quickly came to a standstill. After all, they are highly trained palace guards, not a rabble.

Woo......

The fog on the third floor bulged out very abruptly, and the air suddenly exploded.

Under the staring of so many pairs of eyes, a person appeared out of thin air next to the fence. It seems that he did not walk out of the building, but appeared directly from the void.

Dressed in a azure robe, his black hair was pulled into a high bun, his snow-white beard hung down to his chest, his hand was dusty, and there was no wrinkle on his face, as if he was a fairy.

Crane beard childish!

Covered by the white mist, the man's feet did not move, and his body slowly turned in a circle.

The old immortal master Tong Jin respectfully and respectfully, his hands knotted the Taiji Yin and Yang seal, raised his eyebrows, bowed his waist, his left palm was intimate with his right hand and leaned down, and his body slowly squatted. When your right hand touches the ground, wrap your left hand over it in a cross shape, kneel down on both knees, and touch your forehead to the ground.

This is the most respectful and solemn ritual of the Taoist Gate - the five-body bow to the ground.

The old immortal master's movements were slow and solemn, meticulous.

Such as the most holy, such as the face of the patriarch.

Not a word from beginning to end.

Ma Biao did the same, and immediately did so, and his pious posture was even better.

A hundred Praetorian guards also fell to their knees and threw themselves to the ground.

Immortals!

It must be an immortal!

It seems to be a little familiar, and I have vaguely taken a picture.

Huang Xu suppressed the agitation and doubts in his heart, rolled his eyelids and secretly looked up, not daring to make a sound.

After Tong Jin kowtowed three times, he stood up and turned around, and said to Ma Biao: "Hands and feet and snap chains, and the four doors are closed in the middle." Concentrating, pranayama, and qi travel every day......"

Ma Biao sat cross-legged on the ground as he said, his upper body straight, his hands resting on his knees, and he breathed deeply and exhaled.

Only the twenty palace maids did not move, their eyes calm. Apparently, they knew what was coming.

Suddenly coming to such an environment with such a strong aura, I have wanted to breathe and breathe for many years. Seeing that the commander had put on a pose, he drew a scoop according to the gourd, and yelled to do his luck.

At this moment, the pot exploded on the flat.

Exclamations came and went, mixed with heavy panting, and a strange sound of "hehe" in the throat.

After all, the Praetorian Guard is a teenager, and he has not yet become an iron army. After being amazed and awe-inspired, I couldn't hold back when I saw a scene that was beyond my imagination in front of me.

On the three floors of the mist-shrouded building, the black-haired, white-bearded and childlike immortals swept the dust.

A green qi flew out of the dust, suddenly landed on the top of Ma Biao's head, and condensed into a huge green palm with a snap of his fingers, and slowly pressed it.

You can't blame the guards for their gaffes.

It's really a scene they've been indoctrinated in since they were lying in the cradle, and they've heard about it countless times when they've grown up, and almost everyone has imagined it in their minds, longed for it, but never seen it.

That is, the immortals caressed my top, and the hair was immortalized.

After ten breaths, the cyan palm gradually blurred and dissipated......

Ma Biao's eyes opened, and a divine light loomed.

The mist steamed, as if it had heard a call, and it whirled and swelled, spiraling into a funnel around him, and slowly being sucked into his body.

Commander Marta, this and this...... This is, from the second level of the Kaiguang Realm, it has directly become the pinnacle of martial arts?

The minions trembled, and their eyes looked upstairs like a pack of puppies waiting to be fed.

The immortal smiled slightly, raised the dust and shook it to the sky.

A cloud fell from the sky and shrouded the floor.

The sun is light and the air is cool, making it pleasant everywhere.

Suddenly, the green clouds shattered, as if the blue clouds had broken through the rain, turned into a hundred cyan palms, and pressed on the top of the heads of a hundred teenagers.

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