Bai Meng sat quietly on the bluestone, the flowing water fell and the flowers danced in poetry, after the sunset, the faint yellow sunset passed, sparkling.

He closed his eyes, his black hair was scattered like a waterfall, and his thin figure gradually exuded an inexplicable Dao rhyme, and the aura and the Dao rhyme around him slowly fused until they were round and flawless.

Looking from afar, it seems that a handsome young man who is ignorant of the world has become an ancient scroll with this quiet and beautiful scenery, which can be felt quietly, and a dormant brute dragon can be vaguely seen.

Bai Meng began to sort out his practice, and more deeply examined and read the scriptures he had obtained so far—the Four Poles of the Dream Sutra, the Longevity Bible, and the Bright Emperor Sutra!

The mind and Sendai are one, and the heavenly spirit is one, and there is no so-called Great Dao Tianyin ringing, and there is no so-called vision of the bell ringing, the earth surging golden lotus, and the sky falling fairy.

Only in the ancient mountains of Nanling, the simplicity and nature, the freedom and vitality overflowing from the living beings, this natural rhyme made him better understand the mystery of the Four Extremes Realm.

The four poles, the pillars of optimus, correspond to the human body and are the limbs.

The cultivation of the Four Extremes Secret Realm is the supernatural power of the limbs, this realm focuses on refining the body, and it is necessary to rely on enlightenment to progress, and the pure swallowing elixir treasure source is no longer effective.

The four poles are one, it is for the spine dragon, and the dragon is nine heavens.

Bai Meng couldn't help but think of the shadow of Emperor Xi in the secret realm of blood city, which had evolved a four-pole vision, linked with the four poles of heaven and earth, and the four immortal beasts surrounded themselves, traveling for nine days, splitting the sky.

Obviously, Emperor Xi also has his own unique understanding of the realm of the four extremes, and the limbs of heaven and earth in the Bright Emperor Sutra are different from the limbs of heaven and earth, becoming the Bright Divine Feather, transforming the source of Shengqiong's divine power, and achieving the body of an angel.

It's a pity that the Blood City itself is a fragment of the mutilation, and the Xihuang Sutra can only get the Dao Palace Scroll.

It's not that Bai Meng doesn't want to practice the Dream Sutra directly, but he wants to learn from other scriptures and not be restricted by the Dream Sutra.

Bai Meng let out a long sigh, the path of the four poles, to meditate and enlighten the Tao, he has a superb understanding, but after leaving for more than three months, he feels that he is going to faintly break into the next realm.

But there are still tens of millions of miles away from the imperial city, Bai Meng is not in a hurry, the Blue Secret Realm and his line, the combination of Emperor Xi's Tianyan Dao and the group of words secrets, makes his array Dao cultivation soar, and the Xuanyu platform made can be reached by crossing the void dozens of times.

"Rumble!!"

"Huh?"

Bai Meng raised his eyebrows, restrained his own enlightenment divine radiance, and looked into the distance, at this time it was already night, the dark moon waved and fluorescent, and the mountains were continuous, and he could faintly see the earth-shattering divine light in the distance.

In the distance, the ancient trees rise into the sky, the mountains and rivers are primitive, the old vines are like dragons, the high mountain cliffs are majestic, the big rivers are magnificent, and the style of the ancient past.

A towering and golden bird like lightning and thunder fell from the sky, carrying an infinite thunderbolt like the sea, and in the lightning and thunder, I faintly saw in the center a barbarian with a cloak of hair, dressed in animal skin, carrying a huge stone axe.

The moonlight is misty, the displacement is turning, Bai Meng is condensed under the little sparks, and the breath is hidden in a thousand changes, and he can't help but be stunned when he sees the scene below.

The barbarian manpower is infinite, I don't know what magic power he used, and suddenly became a hundred feet tall, like an ancient giant, he could pick the sun, moon and stars with his hands, swing the stone axe, and where he crossed, the space was cut one by one, and the huge divine power made the land sink.

And the divine bird is not to be outdone, the cold feathers are as cold as a steel knife, flashing a trace of thunder, swaying thunder and lightning as if they don't want money, each thunder and lightning is as thick as a thousand-year-old tree, even if the giant's stone axe is knocked out of the crack by the thunder, it really seems like a catastrophe has come, like a power like a prison!

Bai Meng took a closer look, and it turned out to be an ancient xenomorph lightning bird! It is a royal family among birds, and it is rumored that this race has grown to maturity and can manipulate the thunder of the Heavenly Tribulation!

And that big man should be the character of Nanling's retreat, Nanling barbarian! It is an existence that has practiced the ancient laws of the human race, and its background is not weaker than that of the Immortal Holy Land!

The fight between a bird and a person was earth-shattering, the momentum was monstrous, the surrounding hundreds of miles were crushed, ancient trees rose from the ground, and even the ground was picked up several layers.

"You stingy bird, didn't Lao Tzu just stunned you with a few bird feathers and stole one of your egg cubs? You can't get along with Lao Tzu! ”

The barbarian, like the lightning bird, stood in the realm of the four poles, and the momentum was monstrous, but the mouth was instigated, and Bai Meng on the side was a little speechless.

Sure enough, the lightning bird was furious when he heard this, there was such a brazen person to cultivate, and the barbarians of the barbarians were all weak and shameless guys!

"Woo ......"

The angry cry of the lightning bird is extremely majestic, the golden light flowing all over the body, dazzling, and the golden claws reflect the cold cold light, which makes people palpitate even more in the dark moonlight.

It rushed down, each divine feather was mixed with thunder divine light, almost illuminating the entire night, like a sun behind it, and it seemed to carry a thundercloud waterfall, squeezing the void around it, and where it passed, the thunder soil was scorched black, and there was a trace of black smoke.

He kept opening his mouth to breathe out a stream of lightning the thickness of a water tank, containing the power of the five elements of thunder, which was extremely terrifying, and the big man's face turned green.

The barbarian's face changed and he roared.

"Lao Tzu fought with you!"

Baizhang's body grew again, like a giant who opened the world, holding a giant axe, and slashed at the lightning bird.

Just as the thunder claw of the divine bird and the giant axe were handed over, the squash sparked a crystal fire, and even the space was twisted into a black deep hole.

But in the next second, the barbarian suddenly became a normal size, and the lightning bird was unable to bear the force, and crashed into the distant stone wall, and the flesh and blood were blurred on the golden wings.

The barbarian was also uncomfortable, the supernatural power was forcibly terminated, the thunder fell like rain, and the bright thunder light stabbed down like the Nine Heavens Divine Spear, and was scorched on the outside and tender on the inside by the Thunder and Lightning Waterfall, and bursts of aroma appeared, making the hidden Bai Meng start to think that maybe he could eat barbecue.

However, the barbarian did not hesitate, looking at the lightning bird that rushed over again, the big man threw it casually, threw an oval golden divine egg towards the stone wall, and flew back while the lightning bird turned sharply.

The barbarian man hurriedly flashed, strode into a meteor, and a formation of Dao light flashed, and soon disappeared.

The lightning bird finally grabbed the divine egg and landed slowly, the blood kept flowing from its left wing, and it was not easy to fight just now.

"Quack......" lightning bird soared into the sky and flew down on the cliff wall.

Bai Meng's eyes were leisurely, and he did not take the opportunity to start, but looked at the direction of the lightning bird's flight, where there was a large bird's nest, more than ten zhang in size, occupying the cliff and stone walls, all of which were made of purple maple wood, and the fragrance of maple wafted in, and the purple light was faint.

And that cliff, which can be seen under the insight of the stars, has long been dyed dark red, soaked in blood, and it looks like it has been some years, and even some sparkling white bones can be seen.

Bai Meng is staggering, the Nanling Ancient Mountain Range is really a primitive world, although the scene is beautiful, but there is also a terrifying side.

This kind of lightning bird has long been extinct in other regions, such a strange bird, it can be seen in Nanling now, and in my memory, Master Ye also saw a king bird in the immortal mansion in Zhongzhou, and the powerful holy lord did not dare to provoke it.

It's no wonder that the barbarian man wants to steal his eggs and cultivate such a divine bird, once it grows up, it can ensure that the clan will not worry for thousands of years!

However, the reason why Bai Meng stopped to watch the excitement was not this, but because he found that there were some notches on the cliff wall under the bird's nest, although it was very ancient, it was still faintly visible, and only a faint charm could barely feel it, and he wanted to get closer and see it thoroughly.

Bai Meng waited in the distance for a long time, until the lightning bird began to quietly hatch and recover, making sure that there was no movement, he approached the cliff, changed his breath, hidden, and carefully observed those stone carvings, which were the handwriting of a strong man, all of which were ancient methods.

The cliff wall is dull, the smell of blood is tangy, and the bird's nest above is full of lightning, and even the roaring breathing of the lightning bird can be clearly heard.

Bai Meng didn't pay attention to it, he was attracted when he came here, this ancient notch, may be left by a certain ancient master, there is an incredible rhyme, the lightning bird nests here, and it will also improve the understanding of his descendants a little.

The engraving on it was blurred, and the light runes in Bai Meng's eyes were beating, silently deducing, inferring that this was the experience left by the enlightenment of the predecessors, which was extremely valuable for a person who was trying to break through the realm.

The engraving is not profound, it is easy to understand, but Bai Meng did not underestimate it, and concentrated on tasting those feelings, and his heart was ethereal, and there was a tendency to integrate into the Taoist realm.

Time flowed, the moon set and the sun rose, a ray of sunlight shone brightly, Bai Meng slowly opened his eyes, and the lightning bird seemed to have recovered a lot, shaking the hundred meters of wings.

"Woo ......"

With an earth-shattering cry, he waved his wings and flew for nine days, Bai Meng held his breath, waiting for the lightning bird to leave, and then slowly exhaled and looked at this stone wall.

"This stone wall is so high, and there are hundreds of feet around it, maybe there are more than these stone carvings."

He turned around and left, submerged into the depths of the mountain range, looking for other stone carvings, the chance is sometimes not a chance encounter, but a patient struggle, and the Imperial City Conference is still more than two months, and Bai Meng is not short of time.

Maybe this wall is indeed full of charm, or this dense forest is indeed an ancient symbol of Nanling, only a thousand miles away from the lightning bird's nest, Bai Meng felt that he had entered a beast's nest, and all kinds of strange beasts began to appear.

"Roaring ......"

A black bear roared, and a flock of geese in the sky were shaken down and let out a wail.

Bai Meng was surprised, at this time he was already a hundred miles away, and saw a black bear, which was as black as ink, more than ten zhang long, roaring in the sky, and the earth under its feet was shattered.

"Golden-eyed black bear, it's actually it!" After he looked carefully, his heart was awe-inspiring, this guy was the ancient barbarian bear he had just encountered in his debut, with the blood of an iron-eating beast, and his physical body was extremely strong.

This brute bear has been perfected at four extremes, and may step into the dragon at any time, his qi and blood are extremely strong, standing there, the terrifying coercion makes all the beasts within a radius of a kilometer kneel on the ground, and in terms of brute force alone, it may be able to split a small mountain range!

"This thing, I don't want to provoke, I'm afraid that in terms of strength alone, that lightning bird and that barbarian combined may not be able to defeat him!"

Bai Meng quietly retreated, he didn't retreat far, he was attracted by a mountain cliff and stone wall similar to the lightning bird, not a single grass grows, like a huge piece of black jade, dry and clean.

There was a huge black hole there, deep and black, like a forbidden area for life, without any living beings.

Bai Mengshen swept his thoughts, came to the front, and stepped into the cave, he was shocked, the ink-colored cave wall was engraved like a ghost drawing, there were many ancient characters, iron hooks and silver strokes.

"Sure enough." Bai Meng smiled slightly, this is the carving of a peerless master, describing the deduction of some secret techniques.

Bai Meng studied it carefully and found four supreme seals, which made him overjoyed, these were four very profound ancient secret techniques, and it was difficult to explain their origin and inheritance.

Vermilion Bird Seal, Green Dragon Seal, Xuanwu Seal, White Tiger Seal, this is a combination, a very bold name, representing the four poles of heaven and earth, the four elephant fairy beasts, incomparably mysterious, difficult to guess.

Vermilion Bird, Green Dragon, White Tiger, Xuanwu, this is the four oldest bloodlines of the demon clan, and it is also the four most powerful ancestors of the ancient demon clan in the legend.

There are other secret techniques on the stone wall, all of which are very messy, but these four are flawless, and the most esoteric and unfathomable, which immediately attracted Bai Meng's mind.

He sat cross-legged in front of the black stone wall, motionless, and tried to comprehend with his heart, using the Star-Eyed Heavenly Array to evolve the four ancient techniques, and turn them into his own unique supreme divine arts!

"Roar!"

"Has the black bear returned?" Bai Meng frowned, he was not afraid of the black bear, but he didn't want to waste time, so he lightly disappeared under his feet.

Soon, Bai Meng found a precious nick on the top of the mountain, which was left by the peerless master when he realized the Tao, although it was very incomplete, but it helped him too much, and it was imprinted in his heart one by one.

He found a quiet place, and for half a month, he sat motionless, sitting quietly on the top of a mountain, contemplating the traces of enlightenment obtained, and finally opened his eyes, and a divine light shone brightly, straight into the sky.

"Boom!"

A thick purple thunderbolt fell from the sky without warning, with a diameter of more than ten zhang, penetrating the heavens and the earth, which was too abrupt, and flew Bai Meng out hundreds of zhang away.

"Damn, what's going on, don't you just break through a realm? Under this bright and clear world, do you need to rain down thunder and lightning to split me? ”

He was full of divine power and restrained, and he fought with his physical body alone, although he was not hurt in the slightest, but he was very embarrassed, and his hair stood upside down.

"Boom!"

Another purple thunderbolt fell from the sky, the light was blazing, like a purple mountain falling down, thick and terrifying, and the people were breathless.

But Bai Meng was not afraid, his eyes were full of anger, he waved his divine fist, and there were countless afterimages under one blow, and in a trance, it seemed to swing ten thousand times, condensed in one blow, and all the thunder was shattered.

"Sure enough, did the Four Poles Thunder Tribulation break something for me?" Bai Meng condensed, this Thunder Tribulation was too weak compared to his Four Great Tribulations, and he was too lazy to use the Dao and Fa he comprehended last time in the Thunder Tribulation.

The thunder slashed angrily, and the terrible thunder turned into a purple ocean, submerging this place, and the terrifying fluctuations were surging, suffocating, and the towering ancient trees and hundred-zhang boulders were all split into ashes.

Bai Meng shook slightly, holding the moon with both hands, faintly having a green dragon roaring to protect his body, his palm stretched out to the sky, and his mana magnified it countless times.

Lei Hai was held in the palm of his hand, and the thunder was kneaded into a pill-like light ball by him and the dark clouds, which was swallowed by him, and the inside of his mouth crackled, and Bai Meng smacked his lips, it was really scorched on the outside and tender on the inside!

Soon, when everything calmed down, he shook his body lightly, the dirt faded, and his whole body bloomed with color, clear and clean, flawless, crystal like jade, and the powerful treasure body resisted the catastrophe.

Bai Meng stretched his waist, his whole body sounded like fried beans, and the corners of his delicate face were smiling.

"It's time to go to the Imperial City!"

White dreams descended the mountain, and there was a faint singing out.

"Ascend to the sky, walk on the song, the pouring of blood and fire, pave the royal road!

Wandering in the Beidou, leaving the north, ethereal for a few years, going to the imperial city, hoping that the years will not fall, sighing that the past is like smoke! ”