"Congratulations senior!"

Chu Weiyang's clear voice was finally transmitted to the twilight and turbidity world at this moment.

At the same time, it was Chu Weiyang who slowly stretched out his hand and put this supernatural jade fruit carrying the complete scripture of the "Nailhead Arrow Book" into his sleeve robe.

In fact, even if he didn't need to touch it with his hands, just when he felt the Dao aura transmitted from the supernatural jade fruit, Chu Weiyang had already felt the interweaving and resonance between it and the supernatural mana of his own body.

A large part of the righteousness contained in the supernatural power scripture of this "Nailhead Arrow Book" converges with the "Five Decays of Heaven and Man" practiced by Chu Weiyang.

Intuition told Chu Weiyang that this is the coherence between the so-called calamity and spells, and it is a certain continuity between the five decays and cursed nightmares, and as long as one day he masters the "Nailhead Arrow Book", Chu Weiyang's "Five Decays of Heaven and Man" will really have a strange and evil that cannot be guarded against!

Chu Weiyang didn't know how the "Nailhead Arrow Book" was used in the hands of the Zen master in the past, and how it was anchored into the old Taoist form god.

Maybe that's some kind of high way, that's some kind of real means of setting up altar sacrifices in the air.

But when this nail-headed seven-arrow book has been running through the life origin of the old man for many years, for Chu Weiyang, what the original Taoist essence of this nail-headed seven-arrow book is no longer important.

In such a long time, to bear with the origin of life, to feel, to understand the nail-headed Seven Arrows Book, in this world, perhaps even the Zen masters who practiced this method in the past may not be able to understand the charm and pass of this Tao better than the old Tao.

This is the essence watered by the life of the old man.

Therefore, in the moment when he broke free from the cage and barrier of life and death, the old man almost effortlessly refined it into a mellow supernatural jade fruit.

This is the "Nailhead Arrow Book" that belongs to the old man!

And at this time, hearing Chu Weiyang's clear congratulatory voice, above the green lion, after the old man bowed his head gently, he finally lived up to what words he had.

At this moment, Lao Dao turned around and looked back.

That was the direction where Chu Weiyang and Wu Qing worked together to lay out the killing game in the past, that was the direction where the three lions appeared in the past, and that was where the abyss portal of the Three Yuan Extreme True Realm was located.

And it was at this moment that Chu Weiyang also looked at the deep mist with his old and old eyes.

Probably with the guidance of the old Dao's movements, when Chu Weiyang performed the Supreme Pupil Technique and watched with full attention, in an instant, the Taoist finally caught a very faint ethereal charm from the turbid mist.

Even at this moment, this ethereal charm almost taught Chu Weiyang that he couldn't distinguish the Dao aura on it.

At this moment, when Chu Weiyang had already truly felt the faint charm scattered in the dim mist, the shriveled palm of the old man, who had never held the lamp, had already been gently raised, and he gently grabbed it towards the thick mist.

Suddenly, like a string between the Tao and the Fa, it was once again grasped in the palm of the old Dao.

Then, as the old man's hand grasped the string and gently pulled, the thick Taoism of the old man spread along the string.

It's like Chu Weiyang at this moment can sail in the sea of fog in the metaphysical realm.

Suddenly, the metaphysical string between the Dao and the Fa was really dimmed into some kind of silk thread wrapped in spiritual light, and from the real seclusion and mixed turbidity world, it was pulled to break free from the mysteries, as if it was invaded by red dust, and it became more and more mundane.

And it is precisely in the "mundane", when you look carefully, that in the pure spiritual light, a silk thread that is constantly entangled in gold and two colors spreads away from the palm of the old man's hand towards the thick mist.

Gradually, the threads themselves began to branch, and in turn, the threads began to connect with each other, becoming a large net.

And in the stretch of this big net, the remaining half of the ancient road of this chapter of blood and tears, as well as the killing situation where Chu Weiyang and Wu Qing once wantonly slaughtered in the past, and the depths of the dusky ocean where the old road that had never dared to explore in the past.

All of this is encompassed by a large net of silk threads entwined by the illusory gold and dark colors.

Watch the world!

And in fact, it was also accompanied by the manifestation of this big net, almost in an instant, when the faint charm was revealed enough and extensive enough, Chu Weiyang immediately felt it and captured the Taoist aura that was no longer weak in that charm.

Wanlong consecrated ......

And it was precisely at this moment, accompanied by the Holy Golden Palace, and with the figure of the Taoist in Tsing Yi that appeared in Chu Weiyang's mental memory, for a moment, Chu Weiyang's heart was cold.

The fault is not that at this moment he met with the old Wanyan Sect Sect Leader Dao Zuo, but the fault is not that it was a wisp of nirvana fire in exchange for the Wanyan Sect Sect Leader to break free from the cage of death and life, if he really broke into the net under this Shen Yun cloth unconsciously.

In the metaphysical realm, can the foggy sea really block the exploration of the net?

I'm afraid it may not be!

And at that time, if he alarmed the Taoist in Tsing Yi, he really stopped in the divine realm, mastered the unpredictable means, and in the past, he was even more alive and forced back to the state of half life and half death in the old age who had already stopped in the realm of vitality and creation.

When was this net laid?

Chu Weiyang subconsciously thought of the Sumeru doors opened by the Daoists in Tsing Yi when the Heavenly Cultivators of the Two Realms retreated from the dim sea area in the past.

It doesn't seem difficult to be able to reflect the power of Sumeru on the other side, and in that process, it doesn't seem difficult to spread out the aura of your own body.

And with the laying of this net, whether it is the movement of the old man, or the real opening of the Three-Element Extreme True Realm, or the approach of any ancient monk in the direction of the Yuping Realm of the Shangqing Dynasty.

can be sensed by the Taoist people in Tsing Yi through this net.

But at this moment, for the old man who has broken free from the barrier of life and death, the net itself is no longer treacherous and secretive.

With the unique and skillful pull of the old man's way, and the unique rhythm of the complex in the mess, it was almost easy to pull out the net that stretched out to cover the vast sea area, and in the process, the silk threads that were originally bifurcated were all re-entangled and bridged.

Gradually, there was no longer a snare.

There is only a "hemp rope" made of the silk threads entangled and twisted, so that one end is held in the hands of the old Taoist, and the other end is connected in the other direction.

The direction of the Void Hidden Heavenly Realm.

And at this moment, the voice of the old man sounded very slowly.

"True Dragon Yellow Qi? Ten Thousand Gu Ascending Dragon Recipe? Catalogue of Mountains and Seas? ”

"It's a mess ......"

"If you have a good way of being authentic and Fa, you will not be able to cultivate well."

"The old man is a human being, and in the past, in order to survive, he also worked as an animal."

"But where is it like you, when you have cultivated to this point, you still don't look like people, and animals don't look like animals!"

"Maybe it's the pattern of ten thousand dragons, and the sect will raise some climate."

When the words fell, the old man stubbornly pinched the golden hemp rope that had suddenly tightened in the process with one hand, and raised the lamp in his hand with the other hand, and just lifted it lightly, and ignited the golden and dark hemp rope.

Strange to say, there is no change in the shape and quality of the hemp rope due to the calcination of the fire in this process, and the gold and black colors are still the same, and there are no ashes and dust sprinkled.

But almost instantly, the scorching lights of thousands of homes suddenly burned towards the distant sky by the light of the hemp rope itself.

"It's also an old man with a good heart, and he can't see anyone sink......"

"The grievances and bumps in the early days, the old man didn't take them to heart."

"Borrow your red dust, teach you to anchor human nature, the old man doesn't want much, and give some real dragon qi and blood, teach the old man to make up for his body......"

When the words fell, the lights of the ten thousand homes that stretched all the way along the golden and dark hemp ropes, suddenly in the big sheng, the eyes were really wrapped in rolling red dust and turbidity, and at this moment swallowed the dusk turbidity, one breath was more than one breath, and when I finally looked at it, it was almost like a round of flame that disappeared into the far sky, disappeared into the thick mist.

And almost at the same time, it was accompanied by a certain vibration at the level of Tao and Dharma.

When I looked at it again, I don't know when, the old man was holding the hemp rope tightly in his hand, and what was shining was not the golden silk thread, but there were blood-colored thin lines on it, and in this wisp, along with the surging blood light on it, there was really a strong true dragon qi and blood surging towards the old man.

And at this moment, it seemed that he had thought of something, and it seemed to be a vibration between the Dao and the Dao, and the old Taoist turned around and looked at Chu Weiyang again as if he had some feelings.

"That's it, those who see it have a share."

When the words fell, the old man gently shook the hemp rope, and in an instant, in an instant, three pure true dragon blood flowers were thrown out of the hemp rope by the old man, and then almost when they were suspended in the air, the red blood bloom turned into a fist-sized chalcedony essence and solidified.

Immediately, when he looked at it again, the three streamers suddenly appeared, and the blood-blooming chalcedony, which was full of almost unimaginable indifference supreme aura, hung in front of Chu Weiyang like this.

In an instant, it was the Xuanhuang Baobing who vibrate, the jade snake in the sleeve robe buzzed, and the Qi Feiqiong Cave in the boat.

Be......

It was the furious roar of the Tsing Yi Dao people in the depths of the thick mist, which exploded like thunder.

"Tianyanzi! Tianyan old dog! Don't you dare to kill you! ”

If it is thunder, it is passed here along the hemp rope that is tightly held by the old man.

In the same place, the old man just chuckled lightly.

"Don't scream! With such anger, how can the red dust fix your heart? ”

"That's it, that's it...... The old man gave you another wisp of ......"

"Forget it, whoever teaches the old man to be kind, let's go and persuade you in person......"

When the words fell, the old man bundled the hemp rope in his hand into bundles piece by piece, and then, he really sat on top of the green lion and walked in the direction of the Tsing Yi Taoist.

Above the Hundred Realms Cloud Boat, Chu Weiyang looked at the figure of the old man and disappeared in the thick mist.

After a while, Fang Cai shook his head with emotion.

can't compare, cultivation can't compare, and even dough can't compare......

(End of chapter)