The spiritual power of Jinpo Mountain rose from the entrance of the cave, and the aura condensed and circled upwards on Pengze Lake, and the position of the two aura revival was like the two eyes of a yin and yang fish.

In addition to the top of Kunlun, the northwest wasteland, the northeast cold land, the other Central Plains and Jiangdong and the southwest region, turned into a spiritual energy Taiji map.

Two spiritual powers gushed out, spreading and moving with unprecedented posture and speed, covering most of the area in the blink of an eye.

Everyone subconsciously looked at the sky, and there seemed to be something breaking out of their shells in their hearts, and a mysterious feeling rose, as if they were incarnated as a roc and swaying upward, or a hidden dragon looking up into the abyss. The world is so big that it can be roamed.

But this feeling disappeared in just a moment.

Everyone began to discuss it, and after a while, it was on the top of the hot search list. Because more than one billion people in China, at this moment, regardless of age and identity, and no matter what they are doing, they all have a sense of it.

The monks' feelings were even stronger, especially the monks with superior qualifications and understanding, who heard the roar of the Great Dao at this moment, and their bodies accelerated to absorb the aura, and their cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds.

Wang Zhe and Zhao Rui, who were at home, directly achieved the effect of re-forging the body, impurities seeped out with the pores, and the smell was thirty meters into the wind. All of them have stepped from wood to the forging realm of stone.

The older generation is like a master, but with tears in his eyes, he flew to the clouds and looked at the direction of Pengze Lake.

Nature seems to come alive, as if it has a soul. The environment changes at a speed that is difficult to discern with the naked eye, and it will take about one to three years to be reborn under the influence of the aura.

The age of monks is finally coming!

......

The water shelter is reopened.

Wanglu applied dark green ointment to Gou Haodong's burned arm, and within a few seconds of applying it to the wound, the scar immediately began to repair at a speed visible to the naked eye, and layers of old skin faded away, and Gou Haodong's arm became white and smooth, making Song Sixuan a little jealous.

The moment he just inserted the key into the bottom of the lake, Gou Haodong's golden spiritual power also turned into fusion spiritual power, and now that the three spiritual powers of water, fire, and gold have been fused, he feels that he has the power to open mountains and crack stones. Is this the strength of the Dust Realm? Gou Haodong looked at his slender hands and secretly experienced this feeling.

Ying Ling'er suddenly appeared next to her: "Congratulations, the fusion of the three spiritual powers, the day of fusing the Yuan Force is getting closer and closer." ”

Her appearance this time did not make Gou Haodong feel that his spiritual power was suddenly withdrawn and his kidneys were hollowed out. Looking at Gou Haodong's expectant and curious gaze, Ying Ling'er smiled: "The fusion of three spiritual powers, the quality of spiritual power is very impressive, and now I can use your power to stay outside the copper bell mirror." If I can find a suitable body, or make a container for the soul that can be stored in place of the body, I can come back to life. ”

"What kind of flesh!" Gou Haodong was a little excited, so that he could fulfill the instructions given to him by Yingzi's predecessors.

"You need to be above the dust realm, you can have a young body, a person or a waist, but according to the current cultivation situation, it is too difficult." Wanglu spread his hand and shook his head, indicating that it was difficult to do: "As for the latter way, if there was an existence that cultivated through the heavens and the earth in ancient times to make that kind of container, it would be impossible." ”

Gou Haodong's heart suddenly fell to the bottom, and his fists were clenched.

"Don't worry, this time your seniors left a big gift, as long as there is enough time, there is still hope to realize the wish to save this little girl." Wanglu Road.

"Don't worry, since I've been able to move outside at will, it won't matter if I have a physical body or not." Ying Ling'er comforted.

Song Sixuan took Ying Ling'er's hand: "Sister Ling'er, we will definitely help you, don't worry." ”

"Thank you, sister." Ying Ling'er's eyes are crooked, like crescents.

"Follow me." The heron swims out of the water shelter.

Looking at its fish-headed human body, this is actually a kind of mermaid, Gou Haodong thought secretly, following the heron, behind him were two girls.

To his surprise, the heron took them away from the center of the lake to the shallow waters of the lake.

"Come, press the sword pattern in your palm against it." Wanglu pointed to a mossy stone and sent a message to Gou Haodong.

Hearing Wanglu's words, Gou Haodong raised his right hand that took the key, and there was a pattern on it that was exactly the same as the black sword, and even the carved pattern was similar.

"When you open this heritage, you'll be pleasantly surprised by what's inside. In this pattern, there is a set of swordsmanship. Wanglu raised his eyebrows at Gou Haodong: "Do you want to make me a few more meals, thank me, right?" ”

"Must drop!" Gou Haodong gestured his thumb with his left hand and stuck his right hand on the stone.

The sword lines on his hands were hot, the moss was dried and fell into the water, and a cool feeling came from the stones.

Suddenly a large mouth opened under their feet, and they fell into the abyss together.

The rift grows wildly upwards, forming a high wall to keep the lake out.

Ying Ling'er and Song Sixuan could fly, and one of them slowly fell with Gou Haodong's arm. The heron sticks out of its feet with an octopus-like suction cup and walks vertically down the rock wall.

Falling to the ground, all three were stunned by the sight in front of them.

Below is a large empty field, white marble pavement, smooth and delicate, glowing with warm white light.

And at a height of one meter, colorful animal skins, jade blocks, bamboo slips, and wood chips float. There are dozens of them as far as you can see, and when you get closer, it looks like someone is gently explaining in your ear how to mobilize and operate the aura.

"This is ......," Gou Haodong looked at in disbelief, and the handwriting was full of ghostly drawings.

"That's right, this is a practice, a variety of sect inheritances. Maybe some of them have long disappeared into history, but because of the righteous decision of the year, they left a spark. Wanglu smiled with satisfaction.

"Righteousness?" Song Sixuan asked suspiciously.

"The exercises of each sect are their core, and those who dare to take it out are all those who have the world in mind." Ying Ling'er saluted the exercises, and Gou Haodong and Song Sixuan followed.

"And that's not all." Wanglu led them around these exercises and went deeper inside.

There was a small secret door that was opened, and the evil breath came to the face, and several people frowned, and looked carefully, and there were all kinds of knives, guns, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, forks, whips, hammers, grabbing, boring, mallets, sticks, and sticks.

"These are one hundred and eight magic weapons, of different quality, each with its own merits. The three of you can choose one of them first, and holding it in your hand means that you have chosen it. Remember, Follow your heart~" Wanglu made a gesture of please.

It's quite foreign, Gou Haodong took another look at this rough monster and walked in with the two girls.

An inconspicuous long sword attracted Gou Haodong's attention, he walked to the long sword and looked carefully, this sword was dark all over, its edge could not be seen, it looked thick and deep, the sword body was slightly wide, the tip of the sword was arc-shaped without edges and corners, and the whole was like a pitch-black eye.

There are two words engraved on the sword body, but it's a pity that he didn't study hard and couldn't recognize it.

The first one on the left is like a hanging river, the upper right corner is the arc-shaped "Gan", and the lower right is the last horizontal turn "Pi".

The upper part of the second character is the tiger prefix, the middle part is "Tian", and the lower part is "dish".

It doesn't look distinctive, it's not handsome at all, but Gou Haodong thinks it fits his eyes very well. Remembering Wanglu's admonition, he stretched out his right hand to grasp the hilt of his sword and lifted it up.

"The English of hardware, the essence of the sun, the god of the gods, the power of the service."

A mighty voice sounded here, and Wanglu looked at Gou Haodong and grew his mouth in surprise: "Zhan Lu?!" ”

Gou Haodong felt that the black sword pattern in his palm echoed with the Zhan Lu sword, and the lines detached from his hand and entered Zhan Lu, Zhan Lu trembled slightly, conveying joy to Gou Haodong.

The jerky sword trick came to his mind, and a handsome young man in white clothes and a white beard held Zhan Lu in his hand.

The sound of the sword breaking the wind, the clothes fluttering, the man was like a lake of water, and his posture was outstanding, and Gou Haodong lost his mind for a while.

The Zhan Lu sword in his hand is indeed wide open and closed, with the domineering spirit of sweeping Liuhe and stepping on the eight wildernesses, and the unyielding righteousness of a humble gentleman.

There is no Ling Ling's cold light, but it is profound, and it can suck the viewer's body and mind into it.

Thorns, swords like sharp leopards, swift and unmatched.

Clouds, the sword is like a black sun, and the long arc is elegant.

Split, the sword and the axe open the world......

All kinds of basic moves were displayed in front of Gou Haodong one by one. Seeing his blood in his veins, his eyes widened with excitement.

The figure suddenly put away his sword, stood with his hands in his hands, and said to Gou Haodong: "When you master the basic swordsmanship, I will teach you the "King's Weeping Blood Technique". ”

After that, it disappeared directly from Gou Haodong's mind, but those actions were deeply engraved in Gou Haodong's mind.

He opened his eyes and found Wanglu looking enviously at the Zhan Lu Sword in his hand.

Song Sixuan and Ying Ling'er finished choosing the magic weapon, one of them took the cold light sword, and the other carried the green dragon halberd, but they also looked heroic.

Suddenly, Zhan Lujian screamed sadly, as if saying goodbye. All the Dharma instruments and exercises echoed, shaking violently.

Just as Gou Haodong was wondering, those magic weapons and exercises turned into rainbow lights and flew out of the ground.

The sky seemed to unfold a fireworks feast, and the rainbow light went in all directions to the entire land of China.