Fenglan felt a sense of inner peace and continued to inherit the energy of the waterfall from the six strange peaks.

Each drop of waterfall water contains the mana of the six great peaks, which continuously converge into Fenglan's body.

And that mysterious circle of fate is like a bottomless abyss, unfathomable, and endlessly devoured.

Fenglan's divine consciousness expanded infinitely, and the whole person seemed to be continuously split into clones.

He was able to see six strange peaks emerge in front of him at the same time, the peaks towering into the clouds, the peaks were cloud-shrouded, exuding a mysterious and powerful aura.

Each peak has a unique view and mana, symbolizing six different elemental powers.

However, to Fenglan's surprise, the black shadow directly above was unpredictable, and under his influence, it was losing control.

And that's not even the weirdest thing.

After a while, the ancient seal characters gradually appeared in the black shadows directly above the six peaks.

These words shine with colorful light, in turn are red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple seven colors, each word exudes an ancient and solemn atmosphere, all have the power of ten thousand general, all contain all-encompassing opportunities.

Feng Lan felt as if he had seven pairs of eyes, and he could see these seven sets of ancient seal characters at the same time, and they were deeply rooted in his memory.

When these seven groups of ancient seal characters are integrated into the Ten Thousand Laws, it is like re-splashing ink and dyeing on a long picture scroll, sometimes looking at the new, sometimes reading the new, completely different. Moreover, the methods that have been fused before are like insignificant little adhesive points, which are only the tip of the iceberg of these seven groups of ancient methods.

At that moment, Fenglan really felt his insignificance, like a feather between heaven and earth, forever floating on the edge of the gray area with the smallest wind.

The Ten Thousand Laws seem to be a hidden cosmic code, containing endless mysteries and powers, waiting for Feng Lan to explore and comprehend.

Feng Lan concentrated his energy, temporarily abandoned the ten thousand magic tricks, and carefully observed these seven groups of ancient seal characters.

The deficit symbolizes the heat and power of the flame,

The orange letter represents the solidity and stability of the land,

The yellow letter symbolizes the brilliance and wealth of metal,

The green character represents the vitality and growth of Mumu,

The blue character symbolizes the coolness and flexibility of the water,

The blue character represents the vastness and freedom of the sky,

The purple characters symbolize mystical power and sublime realms.

After a while, Feng Lan recited every time, and even every word seemed to have a unique meaning and symbol, containing the laws of all things in the universe and the path of cultivation, and ordinary mortals could not understand the deep meaning at all.

Fenglan was originally a method of melting numbers for ten thousand methods, which is already shocking, but in the face of this new ancient method, even if you are immersed in these ancient seal characters, and strive to understand the mystery and wisdom therein, it is difficult to gain.

From the perspective of the Six Great Immortal Sects and the Demon Sect, the Six Great Peaks and the mysterious dark shadow are naturally the biggest chance for the reflection of the fish-shaped skeleton in the cage in the deep sea.

However, Fenglan has no way to crack all this.

If the time was more calm, and Fenglan was exposed to the core secrets of the six immortal gates, the result would naturally be different.

It can be seen that the six immortal sects fight openly and secretly on weekdays, fighting to the death, but when it comes to common matters, they will quickly make accurate decisions and implement them with lightning speed.

However, Fenglan could have escaped, but chose to face it calmly.

Fenglan's breathing was very calm, his face was expressionless, and he carefully felt the six powers gradually formed in his body, wandering in the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, thundering in the twelve canons, and Ren Du's second veins gradually had the meaning of wind and thunder.

Whether it is the cultivation of internal strength in martial arts, or the cultivation of true qi in fantasy immortals, the fusion of these six powers is the key to the catastrophe that must be faced.

This road, not to mention the difficulties and obstacles, is also unknown.

He began to operate the Ten Thousand Magic Formulas, slowly refining the power of the six major waterfalls he absorbed, and channeling them out of his dantian, injecting them into the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and then transferring them to the Twelve True Scriptures. Gradually, a brilliant light appeared on him, as if it were overlapping auras, and the bright light illuminated and dispelled the dark shadows directly above.

Everyone around was stunned by this sudden change and stared at Fenglan in disbelief.

They exchanged doubts and surprises with each other, and the discussion came and went.

A majestic, calm and soft voice calmed Lingxiao, and said indifferently: "Even if this son is not the Tianlan Grand Mage, he has truly inherited the mantle of the Tianlan Grand Master and cultivated the 'trick of tricks' in ancient mythology." ”

Xiao Qianzhen shouted in surprise: "Master! ”

"You are a little hasty and confused in this matter." The voice said, "I just came from the southern frontier, and Fenglan has sent away all the dark mages of the Ember World to stop the shameless killing. This is an immeasurable merit, which is beneficial for thousands of years and for all eternity. If I'm not mistaken, Fenglan has completely inherited the fate ring, fully absorbed the spiritual power of the six traces, and the cultivation realm has entered the realm of Yiqi. Once cultivated to the perfection realm of the Yiqi realm, he will have the power to re-establish the earth, fire, water, and wind and recreate the world. ”

When everyone heard these words, they were all amazed.

One Qi Realm, this is already the pinnacle of cultivation in the Cultivation Realm since the creation of the Lingxiao Sect, and it is a land immortal-like existence.

Since the founding of the Lingxiao Sect, no one has ever been able to reach the Yin and Yang Realm, let alone the One Qi Realm that has reached a higher realm.

And Fenglan has stepped into this peak in only five years, an unprecedented peak.

This is really caused by the fate of the Heavenly Dao, and it is beyond the power of man.

Xiao Qianzhen asked, "Please make it clear to the master, what should I do?" ”

The man said slowly: "The matter has come to this point, and there is nothing that can be done. Only resign yourself to fate and see if this son can break through to that point. ”

Feng Lan gradually felt that the eight veins of the Qi Meridian were swollen violently, and there were faint signs of freezing inside, but in the Twelve Canons, it seemed that the oil was about to burn, making the meridians continue to shrink, and the wind and thunder in the two veins of Ren Du seemed to usher in a catastrophe that destroyed the world and the earth.

When this realm is broken, the conservation of energy in his body is broken, and the backlash of spiritual power begins to destroy his physical body.

This is the necessary price for Xiuzhen to break through the realm, and I don't know how many heroes and heroes have disappeared from the life and death threshold of this kind of breaking realm. Only by going through this painful test can the monk be truly reborn and reach a new peak of cultivation, standing out from the crowd. But the pain in it is often buried in the dust of history, and only the supreme power is the thing that will always affect people's hearts, and it is the real attraction of monks to go forward and succeed.

Who wants to admit that they are that unfortunate unlucky one?

What's more, like the wind and the waves, in full view of everyone, once it fails, the tragic scene of ashes will be wiped out.

In the world of cultivation, what kind of excellent physique is ordinary, and what kind of spiritual power is inherited.

Feng Lan, who has been cultivating for five years, can get to this step of the field, it is already like a god descending into the world.

However, after all, a mortal fetus of the flesh is a mortal fetus of the flesh, and no matter how strong it is, there are bottlenecks.

Feng Lan just understood this way, and knew that only by quickly releasing the accumulated spiritual power could he save himself.

Therefore, he injected the divine consciousness of cultivating all kinds of magic and Taoist magic into the shadows of one doppelganger, and the shadow of each doppelganger danced the sword shadow of the Absolute Immortal Sword, the sword light flickered, and the swords were staggered, like a gorgeous sword dance feast.

Whether it is the true methods of the Lingxiao Sect in this world, or even the ten thousand beasts in the Lingxiao Yong, or the Dao magic powers given by the Chinese medicine immortals in the White Egret Medical Garden, they are all cast by the shadows of different clones.

Or like a demonic wind, violent and fierce.

Or like fierce birds and beasts, with teeth and claws, full of wildness and power.

Or like the Taoist magic given by the Chinese medicine immortals of the Egret Medical Garden, the way of the healer, invisible and omnipresent, all things can carry the natural blessing of rejuvenation of the wonderful hand.

Fenglan's divine consciousness and soul gradually become stronger, and he can manipulate the shadows of the clones more freely, allowing each doppelganger's shadow to dance the sword from different angles, forming a dazzling sword array.

With the passage of time, Fenglan gradually reached a state of internal and external equilibrium, and the Dao Xing increased at the speed of geometric progression, breaking through its own heavy limits.

Every breakthrough is a reward for his inner obsession and tenacity, and every sword light exudes exhilarating power.

In countless sword dances, Feng Lan's physical body began to gradually adapt to the impact of energy, and the backlash of spiritual power gradually subsided.

He could feel that his physical body was gradually evolving, becoming more and more tenacious and stronger. The muscles are harder and stronger, and every inch of skin seems to be inlaid with fairy light, exuding a dazzling light. The breath faintly revealed the breath of immortals, as if it had surpassed the shackles of mortal dust and stepped into the threshold of fairyland.

His divine sense swept around him, eventually locking on the twelve pillars in the distance.

Towering into the sky, these pillars seem to connect the mysterious forces between heaven and earth.

Feng Lan decided to divide his doppelganger shadows into twelve groups and dance swords around these pillars, hoping to release excess spiritual power in this way.

Fenglan's divine sense issued an order, and the shadow of the clone turned into twelve rays of light, quickly dancing around the Hongjun Pillar.

Each doppelganger shadow held a peerless sword, and the sword light flickered, like a star falling.

Then, through the shadow of the clone, the spiritual power like a monstrous flood was injected into the twelve pillars.

The 12 zodiac patterns on the Hongjun pillar gradually light up, vivid and lifelike.

The twelve zodiac signs seemed to glow with new life force, moving, and vivid, and the twelve pillars actually began to grow, constantly extending to the depths of the heavenly dome.

The form of the pillar also gradually became solemn and mysterious, emitting a powerful energy fluctuation, giving birth to a feathered void light.

This majestic force seems to connect the passage between heaven and earth.

Fenglan faintly sensed the resonance from the twelve Hongjun pillars, immersed in this infinite power, and danced with the Hongjun pillars, resonating with the energy between heaven and earth.

The whole scene seems to be shrouded in a layer of mysterious fog, and the fairy aura is full of fascination.

His divine consciousness began to have a strange connection with these pillars, and he could feel the cosmic power they carried, as if he was in harmony with heaven and earth.

It was supposed to be a cage from the shadow of a fish-shaped skeleton, which was powerfully imprisoning the storm.

Fenglan longs for the little fish to appear and help him.

However, after thinking about it, Xiaoyu will also be trapped here, hoping to break through with the help of Fenglan's power.

At this moment, the movements of the doppelganger shadows around the twelve Hongjun Pillar Dancing Swords became more and more frenzied and intense, and they were about to no longer be controlled by Fenglan. Even if he felt the boundless power surging in his veins, Feng Lan was still imprisoned by the invisible mysterious power, unable to go all out.

His eyes sparkled with wisdom and determination, meditating on the towering dead tree.

If you can get in touch with the towering dead trees, you will definitely open up a new situation.

Fenglan's attention returned to the Ten Thousand Magic Recipes and opened up a new path.

Some people died, but not completely......