The figure gradually blurred until it finally dissipated in Jiang Xiansheng's mind.

The familiar voice echoed in his ears, and Jiang Xiansheng's expression was a little subtle.

"You're my pride."

The voice dissipated, and the lines of words finally appeared in front of Jiang Xiansheng's eyes.

"Qinglian, absorb spiritual power into the body, refine your body into a green lotus, in order to achieve the realm of flawlessness, and the realm of foundation building can be directly released outside the body."

"Fire lotus, bury fire in your five shackles, nourish it with spiritual power, form a fire lotus, each form is more powerful, and can form a fire lotus barrier outside the body."

"Ice Heart Lotus, plant Ice Heart Lotus when Jindan is condensed, exchange injuries for life, the stronger the spiritual power, the stronger the effect."

"Buddha Lotus, sealing exercises, can suppress all evil in the world, you can listen to the Dharma cultivation in the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple in Fangcun Mountain, there is no limit."

The last line of "......" is no longer legible, and it seems that something has deliberately erased it.

Looking at these words, Jiang Xiansheng roughly understood the effect of this exercise.

It's not so much an exercise, it's not a kind of spiritual skill that is similar to the exercise, and the grade is not low, at least it has reached the middle level.

Looking at the above statement, Qinglian should be an exercise that can be cultivated in the realm of refining the body, and the latter should correspond to Zhuji and Yuanying.

And that Buddha Lotus should be the spiritual technique used by Dao Gong to seal the water demon at the beginning.

That scene appeared in front of Jiang Xiansheng, vividly in his mind, imagining the golden lotus flower in the eyes of the water demon, Jiang Xiansheng seemed to understand something.

And the last line of words, probably also a kind of exercise, maybe the last kind of lotus, but at this time I can't see it at all.

And this exercise doesn't even have a name, it's just called the five-colored lotus, just plus the last lotus flower that I don't know, and the corresponding is exactly five.

Jiang Xiansheng completely memorized the first article about Qinglian's exercises, and slowly opened his eyes.

Feeling the spiritual power of heaven and earth, little by little it was attracted to his body, running the mantra of the exercises, and his body exuded a little bit of green light.

A feeling of comfort came spontaneously, and his body was gradually wrapped in a cyan lotus.

"Condensation!" Jiang Xiansheng let out a low snort, and the lotus flower was directly shaped in his body.

I felt the Qinglian in my body with some surprise, it seemed that it was a little too simple, could it be because I had broken through the foundation.

Looking at his body, a force was constantly emerging, he was moving mountains, and ten mountains appeared in front of Jiang Xiansheng.

At the same time, the Qinglian phantom outside his body seemed to have become more real, and the powerful power made Jiang Xiansheng's scalp tingle.

But it only lasted for a few breaths, and the effect was gone, and it seemed that it could only last so long.

"Is this the role of moving mountains?" Jiang Xiansheng was a little puzzled, and the matter of moving the mountain became more and more mysterious.

He stood up, a crackling sound came from his body, his muscles and bones seemed to be strengthened, and his originally thin body was much stronger.

"It's time to go!" He opened the window and looked into the distance, he couldn't stay long, time was the most precious thing to him.

In one room, a young girl was lying on the bed, her eyes closed, her brow furrowed, and a long sword in her hand.

The delicate face is covered with frost, and you can feel the cold just by looking at it.

"This feeling seems to be a little familiar, a little like the exercises of the Li family Yuanying on Bixia Mountain."

A man stood beside the girl, his eyes more tired, feeling his helmet.

The man was not very old, he seemed to be in his thirties and forties, and a small amount of stubble made him look even more haggard.

"General!" A man in armor came up to him and whispered in his ear.

"The lieutenant general is looking for you on the city wall."

The man nodded and waved him down, "I see." ”

Walked out of the door and said to the two guards guarding the door outside, "Take care of her." ”

"Yes, General!"

Approaching the city walls, a man in silver-gray armor approached the general.

"General, the reply from the rear has arrived." The man pulled out a letter from his body and handed it to the general.

Looking at the man in front of him with some surprise, the general took the letter and asked, "Who did they see?" ”

"The people of the Eight Immortals Alliance, they didn't reach the Heavenly Capital."

Opening the letter, taking out the letter paper, and looking at the words on it, the general's expression changed from shock to anger, and finally to calm.

"How many people are there in the city?"

"There is only one last batch left, and it will be all escorted tomorrow."

"Okay, tell everyone, tomorrow the whole army will retreat and retreat to Cloud City with the people."

This time it was the lieutenant's turn to be surprised, but he didn't ask anything, not even the contents of the letter.

He nodded slightly, "That's it." ”

The general came to the city wall and looked at the ground in the distance, which was shrouded in thick fog, and his heart was always a little uneasy.

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Along the east side of Yunan Town, Jiang Xiansheng rushed all the way, and in just one day and one night, he had already arrived in front of Bafeng Town.

At this time, the sun was shining on Jiang Xiansheng's body, making him feel a little warm, but it also made him feel uncomfortable.

He took out his hat and put it on his head, and continued along the road ahead.

He had to go to Mount Enron now, and the girl was heading in that direction as well.

Although he didn't care about the girl's life or death, since they were all on the same road, let's stop by and have a look.

Continuing to walk forward, Jiang Xiansheng encountered many people in cloth clothes along the way, holding black machetes in their hands, which were still stained with blood.

They are from the demon clan, and the familiar aura is on their bodies, and Jiang Xiansheng can know their identities as soon as they perceive it.

He was all too familiar with the breath of demons.

Carefully avoiding those people, Jiang Xiansheng didn't want to attract their attention, although their strength should not be strong, but it was better to have less than more.

Passing through a wooded area, there was a town ahead, but it was lifeless, the houses were collapsing, there was blood everywhere, and the corpses on the ground littered the whole town.

Some were dragging their bodies towards the middle of the town.

Jiang Xiansheng quietly followed behind them, these people were a little suspicious, although he shouldn't care about it now, but he always felt that if he didn't go, he might miss some important things.

And to get to the back of the town, you have to pass through here as well.

As night fell, Jiang Xiansheng kept changing positions against the wall, and soon he came to the middle of the town.

The flames shone into his eyes, and it was a huge altar, and a bonfire made of human bodies was burning.

A black mist is rising from above, and you can see it very clearly even at night.

A man in a black robe was standing by the campfire, his hand holding the black mist.

"What the hell is this!" Jiang Xiansheng looked at the scene in front of him in shock, the dead bodies were thrown into the bonfire, and the mist was even stronger.

Gathering his mind, Jiang Xiansheng continued to quietly walk from the side to the back, and on the body of the black-robed man, Jiang Xiansheng felt an irresistible force.

His strength is very strong, at least at the Jindan realm.

Continuing to walk towards the rear, he soon left the town, looking at the mist floating in the air, which seemed to block the road.

He could only rely on his feelings to continue to walk forward, and as for whether he could get out, Jiang Xiansheng did not dare to guarantee it.

The black fog almost obscured the road ahead.

I don't know how long I walked, Jiang Xiansheng finally saw a little light in front of him, it turned out that the sun had risen, and the sunlight could not pierce the black fog, but it also allowed Jiang Xiansheng to see a ray of light.

Walking out of the dense fog, Jiang Xiansheng came to the foot of a small mountain.

After turning over the mountain, it was already afternoon, and on the other side of the mountain, the same black fog appeared in front of it at one time.

A town not far away appeared in front of Jiang Xiansheng's eyes, if it weren't for Jiang Xiansheng's belief that he had left the previous town, he would have wondered if he had gone back again.

This town was almost identical to the previous one, and some demon soldiers were dragging the corpses of those people towards the town.

trotted all the way to the outside of the town and walked inside, and the same scene appeared in front of Jiang Xiansheng again.

Only this time it was evening, and he could see more clearly, the burned corpses shaking their hands, their faces slightly distorted, as if their mouths were open.

And the black-robed man in front of the bonfire did not seal like the previous person, but instead danced a strange dance there.

"What the hell is this!" Jiang Xiansheng continued to walk forward, and the black mist once again enveloped Jiang Xiansheng's body, and this time the black mist seemed to be even thicker.

Jiang Xiansheng could only see less than a meter outside his body, leaning against the wall and slowly coming out of the town.

These black mist seemed to want to enter his body, and the feeling of pain appeared on his body, not very painful but Jiang Xiansheng could clearly feel it.

Jiang Xiansheng leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and carefully felt the breath in the black mist, he always felt a little familiar, but he couldn't tell where it was familiar.

A scene suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Xiansheng, it was a middle-aged man with a white beard, fighting against a huge rock giant.

"It turned out to be him!" Only then did Jiang Xiansheng realize that the reason why this breath was familiar was that he had already felt it before.

It's just that the black mist on the man's body seems to be more powerful and thick, and this is more like a diluted one.

And although there are some similarities between the two, there are still some differences.

Shaking his head slightly, what do these things have to do with him? All he had to do now was to get out of here and head to Enron Mountain.

Jiang Xiansheng's figure gradually disappeared in the black mist.