As if he had come to a flat area, the young lady took her arm and stood in place, and a pair of soft little hands began to untie the black cloth covering his eyes for him.

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. That aura is much purer than the vitality and much more effective, 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.

As long as there are spiritual veins, except for the mountains and rivers, Mangyuan, Daze, and islands where demon beasts are entrenched, they have all been opened up into caves and blessed places by monks. Mortals just play with mud honestly and inhale vitality.

After Yunmeng left the national teacher Wei Feng, a big reason why he couldn't attract great monks was that the territory was too small and lacked spiritual veins. Like gold, silver, jewelry, etc., it doesn't mean anything to the monk at all.

Encountering the temptation of aura, every pore of Huang Xu opened, his internal organs began to tighten, his muscles trembled, and he had to endure it.

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

In front of the phalanx, Ma Biao stood straight like a spear, and in front of Ma Biao stood the immortal master Tong Jin.

On both sides of the phalanx, five steps away, stood ten palace maids with swords diagonally behind their backs. Judging from the confident momentum and powerful aura they displayed, these hundred Praetorian guards were no match.

The wooden building was filled with mist, like a large steamer. But when the fog reached the top of the building, it did not spread outward, as if pouring down an invisible glass cover, like a waterfall, until it reached the edge of the floor.

You can't see the sun.

And sunlight seems to be everywhere.

Huang Xu was on duty in the palace for three months, and he knew very well that the outer palace did not have three floors. Although I didn't go into the inner palace, I saw the top of the palace from afar, and the highest was only two floors.

Where exactly has this gone?

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

Huang Xu couldn't help but think crankily.

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!

It seems that this place is Yunmeng's biggest secret.

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 then retreated to the same place and stood solemnly, looking up at the third floor.

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

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.

There is another possibility.

Everyone in Yunmeng knew that Wei Shi left three sticks of incense when he left. Just light it, and he'll be heard.

There was a sudden slight commotion in the procession, and it quickly came to a standstill. After all, they were 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 gaze of so many pairs of eyes, a person appeared out of thin air by the fence.

He didn't come out of the building, as if out of nowhere.

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.

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

Tong Jin's hands knotted the Tai Chi Yin and Yang seal, raised his eyebrows, bowed his waist, his left palm and his right hand probed 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, who was standing behind the Tong teacher, did the same and immediately did so.

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

Immortals, they must be immortals! How do you seem to be familiar...... Huang Xu suppressed the excitement in his heart, knowing that it was not Wei Feng's return. Grandpa once saw the national teacher from afar and told his father, and his father told him again. Wei Feng Guoshi is a big man, not this Dao bone fairy style.

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.

A hundred janissaries hurriedly complied.

Only the twenty palace maids did not move.

Suddenly coming to such an environment with such a strong aura, many people have long wanted to breathe and breathe.

At this moment, the pot exploded on the flat.

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

They couldn't hold it back.

On the three floors of the mist-shrouded building, the black-haired and white-bearded immortal swept the dust, and a green qi suddenly landed on the top of Ma Biao's head, condensed into a green and clear giant palm, and slowly pressed.

You can't blame the guards for their gaffes.

It's really this scene, which has been instilled since lying in the cradle, imagined and longed for by almost everyone in their minds, but life pushes them farther and farther away...... It is as if the beautiful longing of childhood, faded after the passage of time, suddenly bloomed in broad daylight, shocking the Quartet and evoking memories.

This scene is not uncommon in Taoist collections, and it has become synonymous with cultivation.

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.

Ma Da led this, from the first peak of the bronze fetal realm directly into the second early stage?

The soldiers looked at the immortals upstairs like a pack of puppies waiting to be fed.

The immortal smiled slightly, shaking the dust.

A green cloud fell from the sky, suddenly came, and shrouded the flat ground.

The green clouds shattered, as if the blue clouds had broken through the rain, turning into a hundred cyan palms and pressing on the heads of a hundred guards.

......

I don't know how long it took, Huang Xu slowly stood up.

He felt that he should have stepped into the third peak of the Mud Embryo Realm.

The body is as light as a swallow, and there is a faint cyclone forming in the lower dantian, and the flow of breath in the whole body is nearly ten times faster than in the past, without any stagnation.

Looking around the flat ground, there are more than a dozen people who have completed the promotion like themselves, and the rest are still sitting on the ground and working hard.

He bit the tip of his tongue and quietly pinched his thigh, which hurt.

It's not a dream.

The wind is whistling.

The twenty palace maids looked at them quietly, without any surprise or envy.

The child teacher is gone.

The immortals are gone.

Ma Biao stood at the front of the array, looked at it gently, and nodded with tears in his eyes.

Huang Xu thought in a trance that the commander was old, his roots and bones were solidified, and his future achievements may not be as good as his own. This time, a hundred teenagers were carefully selected, which must also be the will of the immortals. Who said that when the soldiers of the Li Kingdom came to the city, the Yunmeng people would be reduced to slaves and dogs in the future? Yunmeng has immortals, and there are also teenagers like himself!

After dozens of breaths, everyone stood up and straightened the queue.

The elegant "Shao Music" sounded.

Liu Ruofei left Chunlan, right Qiuju, followed by a group of girls, and the stars walked out of the building like the moon.

The twenty palace maids in the pingdi, as well as the guards led by Ma Biao, bowed down in unison and said, See the princess.

Liu Ruofei smiled lightly, waved her hand, and flattened her body.

The crowd stood in silence.

Liu Ruofei stood on the high steps and got straight to the point.

"You are chosen. Because this palace feels that only you can carry the hope of Yunmeng's future. Your fathers, grandparents, and relatives, at the beginning of the palace and the country, have been good at inviving and telling the world things, and you must not touch stones with eggs. Since you can't beat the country, why not surrender early?

Some people also said that this palace was mad and disregarded the lives of 500,000 people in Yunmeng for his own selfishness. You must know that the world is big, and it is not as big as life. The land is dead, the city is dead, the grain, gold and silver are dead, and only the people are alive. Since Li Guo wants those dead things, it is better to forget about it, life matters.

They may not have thought that our ancestors had worked hard for thousands of years to get to where they are today. The juniors did not hold on, and even the last shelter was taken away. If we wag our tails and beg for mercy and survive by chance, we and our descendants will have no hope and no future. Even if the body is not a slave, the heart is also a slave.

When the robbers came, they fell to their knees one by one, and obediently offered their belongings and even their sisters, just to keep their lives alive. There is no road to see injustice, draw a sword to help, no husband is angry, blood is splashed ten steps, there is no generosity and sorrow, although thousands of people go to ......

What's the point of living like this for 10,000 years?"

The young people were enthusiastic, and under the leadership of Ma Biao, they waved their fists and shouted: "I am willing to fight to the death with the princess!"

When the shouting subsided, Liu Ruofei smiled slightly and said:

"No, this palace doesn't want everyone to fight to the death with me. If nothing can be done, there is no point in making senseless sacrifices. If Yunmeng can't hold on, this palace will lead everyone into the mountains in order to make a comeback.

This world is controlled by old decay, and in the depths of the clouds, there are even national teachers overlooking all living beings.

We are sheep and they are shepherds.

Rules, fists, and steel knives trap people in squares and can't breathe. Why? They can fight when they want, kill when they want, and you must obey the lesson. Why? They took everything and threw down another bone to ask you to be grateful......

This palace doesn't let them get their way!

We are teenagers, we are the future, like the rising sun. You can learn, you can be in awe, you can grow, but you can't give in.

We don't just fight for our families, we fight for ourselves!

We don't just fight for the past, we fight for the future!

What the world sees is that Yunmeng will be struggling in three months.

What this palace saw was that three years later, Yunmeng swept the world!

At that time, I hope you will all stand by my side......"

Liu Ruofei stretched out her hand, took a long sword from Qiu Ju's hand, and pointed diagonally to the sky.

Laugh at......

More than two feet long white rays shot from the end of the sword, swallowing and flickering, like the abyss dragon awakening, exuding the momentum of suppressing the Quartet.

This is, Jian Gang!

Liu Ruofei has broken through the Yihe Realm and has become the archmage of the Ning Gang Realm.

The teenagers boiled again, forgetting the military discipline, forgetting the sorrow, and even leaving the immortal who stroked the top behind, only Liu Ruofei in their eyes, and shouted in unison.

May the princess level the world and set the four seas!