Perhaps the power of life and death itself is too vast, and of course, there is also the more advanced power of Nirvana that belongs to the Jindan level mixed into it, and it is even more intertwined with all its qi, which makes it look hazy.

This kind of excessive progress in a very short period of time actually taught Chu Weiyang to inevitably be a little smoky, as if he was drunk, and there was a hazy and vague unrealistic feeling in the mysterious realm he was in.

He had never had a moment when he felt that the twenty-four sword intents he controlled were so vast, and in these vastnesses, there were more and more different sword intents that were intertwined and resonated with each other, and a more advanced sword dao artistic conception was condensed on them.

Then, these equally noble sword dao meanings seem to be grinding with each other in the boundless sword world, to confirm similar but new achievements.

At the same time, Chu Weiyang could feel that in his Mud Pill Palace, the Xuanzhen Treasure suddenly shone on the dark light, and a Yin and Netherworld Dao Palace opened up and stood inside.

Furthermore, there is a manifestation of the Yin Spirit, and in the dismantling and bridging of the treasure book, all the divine souls related to the Daozi of the Sword Sect are dismantled and spliced in one place, turning into pure accumulation of heritage.

Then, in this process of accumulation, it is easy to transform and sublimate into a god form because of its own vastness.

In the end, it was this divine form that carried the essence of the sword path that began to unilaterally synesthesia with Chu Weiyang's mind, and the various sword dao meanings belonging to the same vein of Intercepting Clouds, Taiyin, and Chengqian were successively manifested in Chu Weiyang's mind, and then confirmed in the boundless sword realm.

If it was the Dao and Fa of other great sects, Chu Weiyang would be cautious in dealing with it, but the Dao of the Sword Sect, for him, there was never anything worth caring about.

In the handling of kendo skills, Chu Weiyang showed the side that was too bold.

However, this level of diligence and courage in itself has not been able to solve the problem.

The blessing of the divine form essence only taught Chu Weiyang's already surging sword qi itself to generate in a more majestic and majestic posture.

In the midst of the vastness, the more prosperous!

However, the transformation and sublimation of ninety percent of the world, and the accumulation of quantitative changes are all paving the way for qualitative change.

But at this moment, Chu Weiyang seems to be extremely difficult to induce qualitative changes.

Even though the connotation of natural birth and death has gradually been run through by Chu Weiyang in the process of combing, the power of this life and death itself seems to be a little thinner, and the speed at which it is blurred is not even comparable to the hazy sword qi that has been born in Chu Weiyang's sword realm at this moment, carrying all kinds of righteousness.

In the same way of yin and yang, no one is more supreme than anyone else, and no one is weaker than anyone else.

Relying only on the natural grinding of the Tao and the Dharma seems to be a longer and longer thing.

But just when Chu Weiyang was about to think about how to do it, suddenly, those nirvana powers that also ran through all kinds of meanings suddenly burst out with vigorous momentum, and at the same time, for no reason, a phoenix roar actually penetrated into the sword realm.

It was a power that originated from the same source as the power of life and death and went hand in hand, and it was a very unfamiliar qi machine that had once settled in the magic sword.

In an instant, the sound of the phoenix seemed to have an all-round interweaving and resonance with the sword world.

Even, Chu Weiyang's drunken spirit and spirit Sanyuan, who was immersed in the sword realm, suddenly seemed to have found that familiar and unfamiliar feeling at this moment, and then he wanted to completely wander in the warm current, transcendent and forgetful.

But the next moment, Chu Weiyang suddenly understood that that warm current was just a prelude to the Nirvana power of the Phoenix Heavenly Fire.

Suddenly, with the sound of the phoenix, suddenly, this boundless sword realm seemed to have been opened by a hole, and then, Chu Weiyang's three-element power seemed to wrap and control his own sword qi torrent that was even more prosperous than Fanhao, and then along the traction of the warm current, gushing out from that opening, and suddenly, it actually penetrated into some kind of supreme hot package.

That's the Phoenix Sky Fire.

On the time, the sound of the winding phoenix was endless.

And in the sound of phoenixes that erupted one after another, Chu Weiyang's extremely vast sword qi torrent was in the extremely blazing calcination, and the sword qi that carried all kinds of meanings collapsed and dissolved.

But from beginning to end, the power of the shining phoenix nirvana was anchoring the natural power of birth and death that was on par with Dao Yun, and then, the sword qi that had originally collapsed and carried all kinds of meanings turned into spiritual dust, and all of them poured into the power of life and death.

It's a very rough refining process.

Since it is not possible to comprehend it in the way of cultivation and practice, then completely shatter its external appearance and smelt it into one in a way that the qi cannot compete with.

And for such a process, Chu Weiyang is happy to see it.

After all, from the very beginning, he was the one who used magic skills to perform kendo.

He didn't care how his kendo prototype came about, he only cared if this kendo prototype was good or not, that's all.

Looking at it now, the tenacious and long sword intent revealed its true face in the hot package of the heavenly fire, accompanied by the continuous sound of the phoenix, the sword intent went from faint to vast, from thin to majestic.

Finally, at a certain moment, in the continuous sound of overlapping phoenixes, the sword qi pierced through the wrapping of the heavenly fire, and returned to the boundless sword realm along the way it came, turning into the only color between the intertwined Chen light and the starlight.

Come to think of it, this rudimentary form of kendo is obviously real and extremely easy to use.

There is still a long way to go to complete this sword technique, but at this moment, when Chu Weiyang runs through it with the meaning of life and death, and casts its prototype with the Phoenix Heavenly Fire, the road that stretches for thousands of miles has already been taken by him in this way.

On that day, Chu Weiyang's sword was born and destroyed, and he rode the phoenix to resist all the qi, and entered the realm of the Dan fetus!

The Tao Zhou is the frontier, the Tao Heng opens the boundary, and the Tao Tong turns into a spirit.

When the three diagrams were stacked on top of each other, a hazy and blurred halo hung from the back of Chu Weiyang's head, which was the reflection of the Dao and the Fa, and it was the cardinal door of Chu Weiyang's internal and external synaesthesia.

After being immersed in such a wonderful realm, after a long time, Chu Weiyang's spirit and spirit sanyuan gradually woke up from that drunken subtle dizziness feeling.

Langxiao Mountain, underground palace, evil pool, topaz cloud bed.

Chu Weiyang looked very lazy and held Chun Yuzhi, who was dressed in a crimson gauze dress, in his arms, and at this time, he was rubbing Chun Yuzhi's white skin like mutton fat and white jade.

And Chun Yuzhi at this time, her eyes were hazy, she was self-curled, her cheeks were pressed against Chu Weiyang's chest, and with a crimson that had not faded for a long time, she suddenly spoke in a very crisp voice.

"Childe is really frivolous, how can this first time we meet, it is so ......"

When he heard this, Chu Weiyang smiled.

He felt that there was probably no one in the world who was as changeable and agile as Chun Yuzhi than Chun Yuzhi, no one could figure out the changes in her mood, and no one knew which general posture was the real her.

It was the majestic monk who had fought in the Demon Suppression Cave and was very powerful.

It was a girl who once stood on the top of the mountain and danced to the true sun of the sun.

Or a bright woman snuggled in her arms at this time, with a lazy and comfortable expression.

These may not be all of her now, but they are all the single side of the real pure Zhi.

This kind of ever-changing may be like teaching people to see the scorching light that is terrifying between the flames, but only when this is as close as Chu Weiyang can he be able to understand the melting warmth under the flames, and the pure heart that is extremely hot and innocent.

So, rarely, Chu Weiyang's hoarse voice became gentle.

"Jade Fat Slave, for this first meeting, we have known each other for a long, long time."

When she heard this, Chun Yuzhi was stunned, and then smiled more gently.

"Yes, I've known each other for a long time...... just as she was saying, Chun Yuzhi raised her head again, looking at Chu Weiyang, who was suddenly a little distracted, and didn't know what she was thinking, she suddenly asked, "What are you thinking about?" ”

Xu is mood was too relaxed, and at this moment, Chu Weiyang responded without thinking.

"I'm thinking...... If this realm stained with phoenix blood is an auspicious place, then what am I? An auspicious body? ”

When she only heard half of it, Chun Yuzhi's face suddenly showed a look of shame again, and when Chu Weiyang said it here, she seemed to be biting her silver teeth, and she was already angry.

"Chu-Wei-Yang——!"

This time, he was a newly promoted Dan Fetal Realm monk, and he was unfortunately defeated by the newly promoted Jin Dan Realm Great Monk.

Defeat!

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The land of the West Pole, the endless snow-capped mountains, and the extremely distant world to the west.

In the midst of the vastness and desolation.

Suddenly, at a moment, a faint aura appeared from the far sky at the west pole.

The speed of the aura was not too fast, it could even be said to be excessively slow, and its upper qi was extremely dark, as if it was hiding from something behind it.

When you look closely, in the aura, is the quaint frame revealed, before the frame, is six demon horse-drawn carriages, the demon horse is burly and abnormal, but the whole body has no hair, all covered with scale armor, the top of the horse's forehead has accumulation, more and more "head horns".

In a flash, when the demon horse exhaled his strength, he could feel his fleeting Dan Fetal Realm Qi in a flash.

In front of the frame, there is a middle-aged man who looks like an old farmer, holding the reins in one hand and a scroll of animal skin in the other.

In the midst of that hasty review, in the eyes of the old farmer, there was a gilded Shenhua that flashed away.

And at this moment, when the old farmer turned around and sat down, a very young voice came out of the closed carriage.

When I listened closely, the voice was full of exhaustion and fear, as if I had been suffering from this emotion for too long, and then my heartstrings tightened, almost overwhelming.

"Shang Bo ......"

Hearing the young man's call, the old farmer's face barely showed a difficult smile.

"Don't worry, young master, if we can go here, it shows that this ancient map is true! If according to this diagram, we have reached the halfway point, and there is an old slave here, we will definitely be able to shelter the young master! ”

(End of chapter)