What was recorded in that scroll was something that several people in Cangshan and even the entire fairy world were moved by, and this scroll can be called an encyclopedia of the upper realm. If not, a piece of jade is easy to get, so why bother to appear in the form of a scroll.

In addition to recording a peerless exercise, the scroll also draws the complete mountains, rivers, and landforms, rivers and lakes of the entire upper realm, and even the division of various ethnic forces. The name of the breed of the spirit animal, the location of the habitat, and various rare and exotic fruits and sacred mountains and holy waters, etc.

The immortal realm in the mouths of Lao Dao and others is the upper realm that Lei Jingyu and others think, and no one can say how big the immortal realm is so far.

Just like the Quartet Realm, the Sifang Realm is not big in the eyesight of the people of Cangshan Dao, and it is just an outlier among the hundreds of small worlds in the Immortal Realm. But for the people of the Quartet Realm, maybe no one really knows how big it is.

The Immortal Realm Demon Clan has made some changes in recent years, and if this scroll falls into their hands, it will definitely be harmful to the Immortal Realm.

"Cangshan, what should I do?" The painter looked at Cangshan Daoist with his eyebrows twisted, and his tone was ruthless.

"Alas, what else can I do, the matter has come to this point, let's take a step at a time!" Cangshan Daoren naturally heard his thoughts, but thunder and rain was his only apprentice, and how could he do it until he had to do it as a last resort.

At this time, the trapped dragon halberd had faded and changed back to its original appearance, quietly inserted on the ground. It's just the dark red fusiform spar on the tip of the halberd, and there seems to be blood flowing inside, as if to show that it is different as an artifact.

"Hmm" Thunderstorm snorted softly, woke up, and lay on the ground for a long time before he struggled to raise his eyelids. His astringent eyes rolled in a circle, and Lei Jingyu leaned on a stone with both hands.

"Disciple, you're awake!" Cangshan Daoist didn't know when he appeared beside Lei Jingyu with a whisk in his hand, and behind him were the two Taoists of Conscience and Huakong.

"Master?" Thunderstorm suddenly saw the Cangshan Daoist who he hadn't seen for more than a year, and he wanted to get up and salute in excitement.

"Don't move, you've hurt your vitality!" Cangshan Daoren pressed the thunderstorm to the ground, looking at the thunderstorm with a face like paper, his heart hurt, and a trace of true yuan passed down the palm of his hand to the thunderstorm body to probe.

Thunderstorm's current situation can be described as extremely bad, if it weren't for the fact that he hadn't stopped cultivating the Nine Xuan Refining Body Decision all these years, I'm afraid he would have died at this time!

At this time, the meridians in the body of the thunderstorm were shattered inch by inch, and the dantian was full of holes. Cangshan Daoren's face was solemn, and he left a trace of True Yuan in Thunder Storm's body, and helped him recover his body. Unexpectedly, as soon as this trace of true yuan swam away in the body of the thunderstorm, it was smashed by a trace of golden lightning.

"Huh?" Cangshan Daoren frowned slightly, and once again mobilized a trace of True Yuan to cross into the thunderstorm body, and chased towards the golden lightning.

The golden lightning shattered that trace of true yuan and then quickly passed along the meridians of the thunderous rain, and the broken meridians did not cause the slightest obstacle to it.

When the true yuan of the Cangshan Daoist crossed into the body of the thunderous rain again, the golden lightning immediately turned around and hit the true yuan like lightning, wanting to drive it out of the body of the thunderous rain. Seeing this, Cangshan couldn't help but increase his strength, Zhenyuan and Dianmang used the thunderous body as the battlefield, entangled with each other, and no one could help anyone.

"Hmph, is the old man afraid of you?" Cangshan let out a low cry, the strength of his hand increased, and the true yuan continued to cross into the body of the thunderous rain.

"Ah, Master, what are you?" Thunderstorm screamed and looked at Cangshan with a puzzled face.

"Don't move, for the teacher to eradicate this scourge for you!" Cangshan Daoren's expression was serious, his eyes were firmly fixed on the thunderstorm, and he was always observing his condition.

"Damn, you've only stopped for a few days!" At this time, Sanjo couldn't care about soaking in the hot springs, and lay on the edge of the waterhole to guard the thunderstorm.

Even if Sanjo knew that Thunderstorm was in a state of flux, he couldn't help but worry, but fortunately, Sanjo could feel that he shouldn't have gone crazy. The thunderstorm in the waterhole was already dying at this time, and the water in the waterhole under him suddenly turned upward, simmering the thunderstorm in it like a hot pot.

After the intensity of the true yuan's crossing increased, the golden lightning was invincible, and began to take the true yuan of Cangshan to scurry around in the body of the thunderous rain.

As Zhenyuan walked around his body, Thunderstorm felt as if his meridians had been ironed, and he couldn't help but hum softly.

Lao Dao looked at the appearance of thunder and rain and was puzzled, and he thought that this golden lightning was the essence of the Muddy Thunder Demon God.

It scurrying around in the body of the thunderstorm should cause extremely serious damage to his body, even if he has his own true yuan to make up for it, the thunderstorm should not be in such a state at this time, this is not scientific!

If Cangshan Lao Dao could separate his divine sense and observe the meridians in Lei Jingyu's body, he would find that although these two energies were running around in his body, they were repairing the meridians of Lei Jingyu at an astonishing speed, making Lei Jingyu's body rejuvenated.

Just when Lao Dao was puzzled, the golden lightning led Zhenyuan to the thunderous dantian, which made Lao Dao panic.

The dantian is definitely the life gate of the cultivator, if the dantian is destroyed, it means that he will be a waste person from now on, even if he is left with a life, there is absolutely no possibility of cultivating again.

Lao Dao had no other way at this time, and his voice trembled and he shouted, "Disciple, hold back!" As soon as the words fell, the momentum that was even stronger than the golden immortal suddenly spread, and with a movement of his hand, a majestic true yuan like the sea instantly poured into the body of the thunderous rain.

"Ahh Lei Jingyu's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were clenched, and his hands unconsciously plunged into the ground, bearing incomparably great pain.

The large influx of True Yuan instantly turned into thousands of wisps, and launched a siege and interception of the golden lightning, but this golden light was cunning and abnormal. When it encounters a hair-thin element, it will repel it, and when it encounters a needle-like needle, it quickly dodges. Under the competition, the two sides continued to entangle around the thunderous dantian.

"Ask your heart!" the painter looked up at the dome and touched the bald old man who was stunned on the side.

"I'm watching!" the old man with a heart of inquiry did the same as the man who drew the empty way, staring at the dome without blinking.

I saw that a trace of gold on the dome was fleeing in all directions, but the true yuan of the Cangshan Daoist was chasing and intercepting, and the two sides were so busy that the entire dome was dyed golden.

"I really think this golden mang was intentional?" the painter muttered.

"Me too!" said the old man with a heart of inquiry.

"Damn, why did it go up so much!" Sanjo looked at the thunderstorm in the waterhole with some concern. At this time, the thunderstorm body had more than doubled in size, as if boiling a leather bag in boiling water, his eyes were closed and his expression was painful and he was floating quietly on the water.

"If I stab you, will you be able to leak your air?" Sanjo felt the powerful momentum erupting from the thunderstorm in his body, and rubbed the horn above his head on the stone next to him with bad intentions.

But Thunderstorm was unconscious at this time, so naturally he couldn't hear what Sanjo was saying.

Lao Dao's true yuan is like a pale golden net that penetrates into the meridians of the thunderstorm, and the dantian is wrapped like a zongzi, so much consumption makes Lao Dao now pale, and there are beads of sweat oozing out of the hairline arrows. The last time I sweated, Lao Dao can't remember how many years ago.

Seeing that Zhenyuan was about to completely trap Jin Mang outside the dantian, Jin Mang suddenly paused, as if there was no way out. Lao Dao was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly encouraged Zhenyuan to wrap up Jinmang. But seeing that golden light flashed, it broke through the weak point of the true yuan, and rushed into his left eye like lightning along the meridians of thunder and rain, and disappeared into nothingness.

Just when Lao Dao was looking around for golden mangs with a confused face, the golden light on Lei Jingyu's left eye was shining, and an extremely dazzling golden light erupted, and at the same time, a simple and vigorous aura emanated from Lei Jingyu's body. forced the two Taoists to retreat quickly, and they also looked at this side in a daze.

In an instant, Jin Mang formed a film of light around his body in the thunderstorm, wrapping his body, quickly penetrating into his body, and at the same time, cutting off the connection between Lao Dao and Zhenyuan, and shaking him out of the distance.

"This?" The two Taoists stepped forward to support Cangshan, their eyes full of doubt.

"Don't ask me, I don't know very well, but it shouldn't be a bad thing!" Cangshan Daoist calmed down, stabilized his body and observed the thunderstorm with the two old men.

The thunderstorm like a sun, his eyes were closed, his face was serene, and he floated quietly in the air. A golden vortex erupted from the dantian, spinning wildly around his body, and the whirlpool stopped abruptly after the tea, and the golden light quickly entered his body. The thunderstorm suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were shining with golden light, and his half-length hair stood on end.

Stretched, and there was a crackling sound between the bones. With one move, the trapped dragon halberd in the distance flashed and was held tightly in his hand by Thunder Rain, so fast that even the three Daoists couldn't see it clearly. "Ahh

"Master, are you okay old man?" After the thunderstorm landed, he hurriedly came to the side of Cangshan Daoist and knelt on the ground.

"Hehe, it's okay to be a teacher!" Cangshan touched the thunderous head lovingly, stretched out his hand to help him up, and looked at him carefully.

"Master, are you looking at me like that?" The concern in Lao Dao's eyes made Lei Jingyu's heart warm, but he was a little embarrassed to have outsiders present.

"Hehe, my apprentice is almost unrecognizable as a teacher!" Cangshan Daoren said with a smile.

In the past two years, thunderstorms have changed a lot. Although there has been no major change in his appearance, after the transformation of "Nine Xuan Quenching Body", his figure is slender and straight, his face is angular, handsome and abnormal, and his temperament is mature with a hint of elegance, which is no longer the same as the previous young man.