Yang Su sat cross-legged, closed his eyes and breathed, the "Congenital Mixed Yuan Gong" taught to him by the Mixed Yuan Emperor was very mysterious, under the mobilization of this exercise, he felt that his mud pill palace was like the eye of the North Sea, stirring the water of the hundred rivers together, and it was natural.

The spiritual power in his body continued to turn into black mixed vitality, and this mixed vitality continued to condense, becoming more and more pure and intense, which was no different from the innate Dao source contained in the Mixed Yuan Emperor Yuan Shen. In the end, the Dao Source that had been condensed into one point fused with the Yuan Shen and completely melted into the Upper Dantian.

This is a wonderful experience that he has never had, and suddenly he feels that all his previous cultivation is an emptiness, after he cultivates the "Innate Mixed Yuan Gong", he really feels the changes that have taken place within his own Yuan Shen, contained in the Yuan Shen, and the surging spiritual power like waves is restrained, and it can be sent and received freely.

The method of breathing in the lower realm focuses on the use of the aura of heaven and earth, those aura is like flowing water, although it has refined the eight veins of the Qi Sutra and the dantian, and also strengthened the primordial spirit, but it is difficult to keep it, so once you leave the aura of the environment, it will be difficult to exert your strength.

The spiritual energy of the Immortal Sword World is depleted, so the cultivation method opened up by the cultivators here is to keep the spiritual power in the Mud Pill Palace, seal it, and flow for a long time. Some people have bad roots, and the Mud Pill Palace is difficult to withstand too much spiritual power, and it is difficult to improve the cultivation realm, even if they are geniuses of cultivation, it is difficult to break through the limit of the peak of the Heavenly Order. This is the absolute limit of this world's cultivation methods, once you forcibly break through this absolute forbidden area, you will be eaten by spiritual power.

Yang Su slowly comprehended the subtleties of the Great Emperor's inheritance, as long as he was given time and resources, he could break through infinitely, ignoring the restrictions of the cultivation realm in this world, in the past two days, in addition to occasionally going to see Ye Yi's condition, he was concentrating on cultivation.

The most domineering thing about this "Innate Mixed Yuan Gong" lies in its ability to accept all rivers, refining spirit stones is naturally needless to say, those humans dare not directly absorb the power of the desolate beast Neidan, "Innate Mixed Yuan Gong" can also be collected as ordered, and all the spiritual power is finally blended into mixed vitality, which is originally the breath of a saint, and it is difficult for evil to invade.

He retreated from the army of desolate beasts this time, and got a lot of rewards, all of which were refined by him into an innate Dao source, and became one with the primordial gods, he estimated that his realm had reached the peak of the Heavenly Order, and his real strength might be stronger. The cultivation methods have changed, and the true cultivation is actually difficult to quantify by the standards of the Immortal Sword World.

"Innate Mixed Yuan Gong" has a total of nine volumes, each volume corresponds to a cultivation stage, Yang Su can only cultivate according to the first volume at present, and the later chapters are completely heavenly books for him, and he can't understand them at all.

Each volume of this exercise is an extreme, take the first volume as an example, according to the exercise, he has to use the innate Dao source to completely assimilate his Yuan Shen to be considered complete, which is not much different from filling a well with sand, and the sand he needs is the essence of spiritual power. If Yang Su could really complete the first volume, the power contained in his Yuan Shen would be immeasurable.

He slowly comprehended the profundity of the Great Emperor's inheritance, and he was impressed in his heart, but at the same time, he was also worried, spiritual power was originally a scarce thing, where could he go to absorb so much spiritual power to cultivate divine skills? If he returned to the Nether Realm to cultivate in the future, if he rashly devoured the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, he was afraid that it would cause the anger of the heavens and the resentment of the people.

Spiritual power is a good thing, everyone wants it, this kind of good thing is definitely not prepared for him Yang Su alone, if he grabs it excessively in order to get spiritual power, then it is no different from the evil demon. He now deeply understands what the Mixed Yuan Emperor said, cultivating immortals is a competitive path, good and evil, good and evil, one and the other.

The devil achieves the Tao, and the Tao achieves the devil, and the two have different paths of good and evil, both of which are fighting for their lives. Before the beginning, there were only innate gods, and there was no distinction between Dao demons, and the so-called Dao demons were all acquired and contended. Yang Su was enlightened by the Emperor of the Mixed Yuan Dynasty, so he was able to barely understand the difference between innate and acquired, which can be said to be one step closer to the true nature of the world. When he thought about this, he couldn't be happy at all, he had a long way to live forever, and fortune and misfortune were unpredictable.

The noise outside the tent alarmed him, Yang Suchang exhaled a breath of turbidity, jumped up, took the way of heaven, and went out of the tent, just when he saw the red moon in the sky, it fell in the sky, like a meteorite falling from the sky, carrying the power of destroying the world and destroying the earth.

Yang Su saw this terrifying scene again at this juncture, and he was shocked in his heart, he never expected that the old ghost of the moon would make a move at this time, the timing of this shot was too accurate, he had a bad premonition in his heart, how could there be such a coincidence in this world?

There are no coincidences in this world, because these coincidences are arranged by existences that you can't understand, Yang Su is caught in the battle of the Great Dao, so he naturally knows that all this is likely to be within the calculation of the old ghost of the String Moon.

The Mixed Yuan Emperor couldn't bear his own death and grinding, and used the resurrection technique to save Ye Yi, and now he is cultivating the Yuan Shen, and it is impossible to lend him the power to retreat from the enemy in a short period of time. Ye Yixiu was completely lost, and many masters such as Wang Fu were also injured, and although they recovered a little in the past two days, it was difficult to deal with strong enemies. Now is the time when their power is at its weakest.

He found that it was a very stupid decision to insist on resurrecting Ye Yi, and it was really not a wise move to put more people in danger for the sake of one person. But how could he ruthlessly abandon Ye Yi? Now was not the time to dwell on this issue, he had to do his best to stop the conspiracy of the old ghost of the String Moon.

If all these red moons fall in the camp, this place will be reduced to ruins, and most people will not be able to resist this level of damage, and they will inevitably die.

Yang Su pinched the sword trick, the heavy sword came out of its sheath, and a gust of wind swirled in the air, sweeping away, eliminating part of the power contained in the red moon, and the red moon fell to the ground, scattering everywhere like a fireball, burning the entire camp. In a hurry, he can only do this, and it is difficult to find everything, so he asks for the second.

In the firelight, the monks killed each other as if they had fallen into an evil spirit, and this was the real crisis, and if this state of chaos continued, the team would all die at the hands of their own people before dawn.

A monk rushed towards Yang Su with a sword, his body was very fast, like a ghost, if it weren't for Yang Su's cultivation as a great advancement, he might have died under the sword. He knew that this person had been controlled by the evil law, and he grabbed the stabbing sword in one hand, trying to knock this person unconscious first, but under one blow, this person struggled and did not fall to the ground.

Yang Su was shocked, this evil method was even more vicious than he imagined, so he caught fire, he saw this person's face clearly, it was a warrior in this team, among the dead soldiers who sacrificed their lives a few days ago, there was this person, although it was very inconspicuous, but its strength was not bad. At this time, this strong man who was not afraid of life and death had empty eyes, and he had long lost his former brilliance.

Yang Su felt a heartache, gritted his teeth and cut off this person's head, he knew what this empty look meant, once a person lost his soul, he was a walking corpse, and death was his only relief.

In front of Ye Yi's big tent, Wang Fu was organizing guards there, and when he saw that the monks under his command couldn't bear to slash and kill their former companions, he said loudly, "These people are dead, they are just walking corpses controlled by people, and they can't be killed." ”

"How can a dead man move?" the little monk's sword hand trembled a little, and he looked terrified, and the walking corpse moved left and right in front of him, looking for an opportunity to kill.

The prince rushed up and cut down the walking corpse and shouted at the little friar, "If you want to live, don't be afraid, protect yourself with the sword in your hand." "He had to encourage everyone to hold on, these people would become walking corpses if they fell, and he didn't want to cut off all of these people's heads himself.

No matter who becomes a walking corpse, he will not be soft, Wang Fu knows the cruelty of this world, life and death are not child's play, since he is still alive, he must struggle, even if fate is not on his side, he will not be restrained.

Wang Fu also knows that his strength cannot be a great hero, but he just likes to do what heroes do, the so-called eternal fame, but when people talk about this period of history in the future, he can occasionally mention his name, and he will be satisfied.

Yang Su glanced at Wang Fu, and felt a little relieved, this person is arrogant and admirable, with Wang Fu's scheduling, I think the chaotic situation can be slowly controlled. He flew into the air with his sword, trying to find the source of the evil. The old ghost of the moon is also looking for him, this shady ghost clan is originally coming for the Yuan God of the Mixed Yuan Emperor.

Xiang Shen's baby face has long been devoid of immature and innocent, gloomy and evil eyes, and the strange string moon mark on his forehead makes this face look particularly terrifying. He rose into the air and stood opposite Yang Su.

"Mixed Yuan pinned his hopes on you, I'm afraid it was a miscalculation. ”

"Not necessarily. Yang Su was angry in his heart, this evil demon is too vicious, even children will not be spared, if he doesn't get rid of it today, I don't know what kind of tragic deeds will be made. He didn't say anything more, and used the Tiangang Zhengyang Sword Technique to do the Heavenly Dao, locked the qi machine, and slashed out with a sword.

His current cultivation is not the same as before, he can already combine the thirty-six changes into one move, this sword is unavoidable, the sword qi contains all his potential, this sword is just to the yang, just like the dawn of the dawn, this dawn is born in the softest, and it is pure yang.

The old ghost of the moon narrowed his eyes slightly, and he didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, he was a cunning rabbit born against the sky on the road of cultivating immortals, and he was the most sensitive to danger, so he could naturally sense the unusualness of this sword. The scarlet moon flew out from his forehead, blocking this sword qi, and under the attack, the sword qi was annihilated, and a crack appeared on the moon string.

Seeing this, the old ghost of the first moon was furious, this round of the first moon is his natal primordial god, containing all his cultivation, he has been dormant for so many years, and it was not easy to repair this natal primordial god to such a state, and he was actually cut out of a trace by the sword of this little-known kid in front of him, and he was very distressed.

Once the natal primordial god is damaged, it will be difficult to return to its peak state, and if a situation like him is tinkered with by other people of the Earth Ghost Clan, it will become a laughing stock again. The most terrible thing is that on the road to immortality, if one's own cultivation cannot be refined and perfected, sooner or later it will become someone else's wedding dress.

Yang Su saw that one sword could not succeed, and another sword came, since he cultivated the "Innate Mixed Yuan Gong", the power of the Dao source in his dantian has accumulated and is endless.

The old ghost of the String Moon had to continue to use his natal spirit to resist, and Yang Su slashed out more than a dozen sword qi in a row, and the originally perfect String Moon imprint was mottled and crumbling. This old ghost of the moon complained bitterly in his heart, he didn't think of other ways, if he could use the method of dealing with Xiang Shen to bewitch Yang Su, it would be a bloodless sword, the best strategy, but he secretly tried to cast a few spells, Yang Su was like a nobody, he didn't move, but let his soul be counterattacked. In an instant, he ate dozens of swords, and if he continued like this, sooner or later he would be played to death by this nameless descendant and become the laughing stock of the demon world. He retreated, and said hatefully, "Boy, old ghost, I don't kill the nameless, why don't you hand over the Yuan Shen of the Mixed Yuan to avoid Zhu Lian." ”

Yang Su said disdainfully, "I won't give you this evil demon from the Emperor's primordial god if I die." ”

The Earth Ghost Clan is not good at frontal resistance, not to mention that the old ghost of the String Moon is actually a broken body, and he is no longer as brave as he was back then. He bullied Yang Suxiu into shallowness and wanted to capture it in one fell swoop, but he didn't expect to hit a nail and hit it all over his body.

Yang Su didn't expect that he could gain the upper hand, his heart was refreshing, a sword was as fast as a sword, like wind and lightning, and he just wanted to get rid of this evil demon as soon as possible.

Seeing that things were difficult to achieve, the old ghost of Xianyue screamed, abandoned Xiang Shen's body, and the Yuan Shen took the opportunity to escape and disappeared into the darkness, without a trace.

Yang Su was unwilling, but he was helpless, he caught Xiang Shen and flew down, those walking corpses were out of control, and they fell to the ground one after another, and the camp was in a mess.