The barefoot old ghost squinted and smiled, dodged, and came under a tree.

Yan Lan looked around, only to see that this tree is located on a raised hill, about ten zhang high, the main trunk is thick, the branches and leaves are dense, although the volume is not large, but there is a vicissitudes of life on it, as if this tree has survived for tens of thousands of years in this world.

At this time, the barefoot old ghost sat under the tree, his expression was awe-inspiring, condescending, and he suddenly showed a superior posture.

Yan Lan felt that if the barefoot old ghost made his hair neater and his robe more neat and simple, he might have more of a fairy style.

"Disciples, sit down at will, I'm going to start preaching, old ghost, you have to calm down. ”

The barefoot old ghost said loudly, but at this moment, he restrained his usual hip-hop look, and his face was solemn.

Yan Lan looked around, around the tree, there was a large green space, the grass on the ground, only about half a foot, stepping on it, soft and tough, like a natural carpet, quite strange.

The people of Xichen scattered in all directions, and sat down one by one in a place hundreds of feet in front of the barefoot old ghost, and they were hundreds of feet away from each other, so as not to affect each other's comprehension.

Yan Lan also sat down three hundred feet in front of the barefoot old ghost.

Everyone looked up at the barefoot old ghost, and a calm aura suddenly enveloped the hanging stone.

The barefoot old ghost threw Gu Gu in his palm, and Gu Gu turned into a white light and merged into the hanging stone.

Suddenly, Yan Lan felt that the soul's perception of heaven and earth was more keen, as if he could see the stars and all things evolving in front of his eyes.

Xichen Moli and the others also looked surprised, and they had the same feeling as Yan Lan.

The barefoot old ghost said: "Xiaobao has his magical powers. It can help you to connect your six senses and open your understanding. So it takes a lot of vitality to consume Xiaobao, therefore. Being able to listen to the old ghost preaching on this stone is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. ”

"The creation of heaven and earth is called Tai Chi. Tai Chi, cover the time of chaos is ignorant, the sun and the moon contain its brilliance, the gossip hides its god, and the heaven and earth are mixed with their bodies. The saint hides himself. Then the outline has changed, turbidity and Chen, the image of the two instruments, the yin and yang, the beginning of all things, and the development of the Liuhe ......"

The clear sound contains the avenue of heaven and earth, instilling in the six senses of everyone.

As the barefoot old ghost spoke, his body slowly floated into the air. While preaching, while pinching the trick with both hands, the stars evolve, and all things are rules. Between the palms of his hands, it is vividly displayed in the way of visual power and soul energy and sense.

Yan Lan saw this. The heart was shocked, and the method of preaching was like this. Compared with simple reasoning, it can resonate with the soul more.

Unconsciously. Yan Lan sank into a mysterious realm, only to feel that his body melted into chaos, and his soul floated in the starry sky, as if a door of many wonders opened in front of him.

The Yanlan meridians consciously flowed, and the primordial spirits were one by one, as if they were breathing.

In the mustard seed bracelet, the immortal fetal energy turned into a transparent silk thread, slowly along Yan Lan's wrist, wandering all over the body, and integrating into the Yuan Shen.

The Soul Devouring Vortex below the Yuan Shen also slowly rotated at this moment, and a devouring force that was gentle on the surface and domineering in essence began to activate.

Between heaven and earth, there was an endless amount of spiritual energy, surging towards Yan Lan and the others, pouring into the body from the seven orifices.

Yan Lan felt that within a thousand miles of this hanging stone, it seemed that there was a pair of invisible hands, encompassing all the vast aura.

This power is not spiritual power, not demonic power, magic power, immortal power, but a kind of power that he has not been able to understand thoroughly.

If this force can be gathered, it will be enough to move mountains and reclaim the sea, and even affect the stars, it is not impossible.

A day later, Yan Lan entered the realm of selflessness, and the primordial spirit moved naturally, and everything was extremely peaceful.

The barefoot old ghost stopped preaching, squinted at the disciples who had all entered a mysterious state, smiled kindly, and then jumped up, jumped out of the hanging stone, fell on the old rattan chair in the back mountain, and lay down comfortably.

The barefoot old ghost looked at the sky and said with a leisurely smile: "Old ghost, I have such strange things, with the preaching, as long as there is a little spiritual root, you can enter the realm of enlightenment." One day of enlightenment is better than a hundred years of penance, hehe, those old monsters, they dare to despise the old ghost and my disciple, sooner or later, the disciple of the old ghost will open your eyes. ”

"The weather is good, just sleep, well, I don't know how long these little ones will understand this time, hehe, they can get a long good night's sleep." ”

Five days later, Yan Lan and Xichen were already sitting empty, with a glorious body and a rainbow.

After another nine days, Yan Lan and the others were wrapped in white light, like a cocoon chrysalis, waiting for a certain day to break the cocoon into a butterfly.

Immersed, Yan Lan felt that his cultivation was in the realm and he was about to improve, so he instinctively suppressed it and tried his best to temper the Yuan Shen.

A terrifying momentum was born in Yan Lan's body.

This momentum is the result of the explosive power of realm ascension, and the power of Yan Lan's tempering and suppression, which are entangled with each other.

Between pain and comfort, Yan Lan chose to suppress the pain, and the severe pain seemed to tear every meridian in his body, but he still tried his best to persevere.

After another ten days, Yanlan has risen tens of thousands of feet above the hanging rock.

Between everyone, they are all scattered with each other, and everyone is full of mysterious brilliance.

After another half a month, Yan Lan was already thousands of miles above the hanging stone, and at this time, in his primordial spirit, because of the strong strength that he wanted to improve in the cultivation realm, he was completely awakened from the state of comprehension.

It took five days for Yan Lan to swell and stabilize the Yuan Shen.

"Huh, this comprehension and cultivation, the cultivation realm was severely suppressed by me, and it was not improved, but the size of the Yuan Shen was compressed by three percent, and the density was more than doubled. In this way, it will not live up to my hard cultivation during this period of time. Unless one day, I really can't suppress the cultivation realm to improve, and I will let it improve. ”

At this time, although Yan Lan's cultivation was still in the early stage of the Second Infant Transformation, the power released was no longer comparable to the original.

Yan Lan was like a stone hammer before, but at this time, it was like a steel hammer, although the weight of the two hammers was the same, and even the steel hammer was thirty percent smaller than the stone hammer, but the power that the steel hammer could hit was definitely above the stone hammer.

Stretching his waist, Yan Lan looked down, Xichen and everyone were still in cultivation, he was inconvenient to disturb, and quickly galloped towards the Taoist temple of the barefoot old ghost.

The barefoot old ghost was lying on the old rattan chair, and suddenly saw Yan Lan galloping, and immediately rose into the air, and said with a smile: "Yan Lan, you have finished cultivating so quickly!"

Yan Lan smiled: "Something went wrong halfway, I really can't help the master's hard work." ”

The barefoot old ghost shook his head and said, "It's okay, everything goes according to nature, oh yes, you have been cultivating for a total of a month and a half this time, and during this period, it is not very peaceful." ”

Yan Lan frowned and asked, "What's the matter, it's not peaceful?"

The barefoot old ghost reached into his arms, groped for a while, took out a jade slip, threw it to Yan Lan and said, "This is the life and death battle book sent by the Xuan clan to you." (To be continued......)