"This is a pure Tao, even a trace of comprehension is precious!"

"Yes, this is the real opportunity, the opportunity that belongs to us, grasp the present, achieve immortality in the future, and step into the immortal path. ”

After a while, many of the younger generation of monks reacted, their eyes were shining, so blazing that they were about to melt the void, there was no way, after truly understanding what a chance this brilliant glow in front of them was, their hearts were about to jump out, where could they calm down.

Finally calmed down the agitated mood, and the young people's faces were stern and pious, and they began to comprehend the rules of Xiaguang Dao as if they were pilgrimages.

Let's say that Wang Gan was almost strangled by a beam of sword light, and immediately fled far away in fright.

"It's a treacherous place, and even the slightest bit of luck is going to be wiped out to ashes. ”

The wariness of this ancient battlefield in his heart was raised to the peak, and he no longer dared to underestimate it in the slightest.

A thousand miles a day, Wang Gan's feet did not stop, his mind was completely focused on the surrounding environment, for fear of accidentally touching the fierce ground, every trace that permeated the void, he did not dare to be careless, he had to observe carefully, and then carefully avoided It cannot be said that he was afraid of death, but in the process of cultivation, there must be caution and awe, for the traces left by the ancient power, no matter how careful he is, a little carelessness will pay the price of his life, this price is too heavy, no one can ignore it.

His heart trembled suddenly, Wang Gan's eyes tightened, and he saw that not far in front of him, a broken stone mountain fell to the ground, like a fragment broken from an ancient divine mountain, and wisps of terrifying qi were sinking and floating around the stone mountain.

"This is knife intent, such a terrible sword scar!"

After a closer look, Wang Gan felt that there was a cold feeling all over his body, as if a terrible murderer was concentrating his gaze on himself.

A wisp of ancient thoughts, as domineering and sharp as a blade, what is even more terrifying is that in the residual knife intent, there is endless dead silence and shattering, his mind shows a vast fragment, the corpses are a mountain, everything withers, and the silence is like the end of the era, in less than a moment, Wang Gan's mind is completely immersed in it, his thinking is chaotic, and his consciousness is withered, as if he is going to go away with this terrible residue.

Boom! In an instant of life and death, at the moment when Wang Gan's soul was silent and the pale cold flame burned his divine consciousness, the light in the sea of consciousness shone brightly, the blood-colored gods were as clear as crystals, and the ancient gods were swirling, and the four ancient characters of the immortal secret book came with a bang, and the terrifying and incomparably suppressed force instantly dispelled all the illusion and magic realms, and Wang Gan's whole person came to his senses, sweating profusely.

Life and death are only in an instant, and death and rebirth are also in a thought, Wang Qian has never had such a deep understanding of life and death for a moment.

"This person must be the power of the ancient sword path, the sword intent remains immortal, and it has reached the point where I can seal the heavenly path with my Dao, which is really terrifying! However, this kind of desolate Dao rule has a vital role in the cultivation of my zombie clone. ”

Wang Gan was overjoyed after being frightened, he knew that his luck had come, although the remnants of the sword intent here were extremely terrifying, and there was an infinite amount of sword dao divine light, which could make the soul extinguish and pale and decay, but the cultivation of the immortal secret book could not be better, as long as he was careful, there would be heavy gains.

Thinking of this, Wang Qian's mind entered a realm of great stability, and he crossed his knees on the spot, and his divine consciousness was like a stream of water, and he began to slowly penetrate ahead of time.

However, this time he was completely prepared, and his heart continued to flow with the Dao Yun Divine Text in the General Outline of the Immortal Secret Classic, keeping his mind clear, and then began to comprehend the remnants of the sword intent in this place.

At the beginning, his divine consciousness had just penetrated into the sword intent residue less than half an inch away, and the spiritual world began to shake, and the decaying qi was permeated.

Fortunately, there is only a wisp of the Dao rule, and the power of extinction and decay contained in it is not strong, and Wang Qian can barely bear it.

Time passed, Wang Qian's divine court of knowledge of the sea, half of it was blood-colored divine light, on one side was dead and desolate, the decay of the qi overlapped like the sea, life and death in an instant, in this case, Wang Qian seemed to clearly sense the existence of the avenue, within reach, infinite insights emerged from the depths of the soul, the light of wisdom shone on the sea of knowledge, the yuan fetus was as bright as a god, the aura was entwined around the body, and a trace of silk was derived from the void.

The more he comprehended, Wang Gan's Taoism continued to grow, and the stronger his resistance to the remnants of the sword intent became, and his divine sense was like a sharp sword light, slowly deepening.

From half an inch to an inch, to a foot, Wang Qian was completely immersed in the comprehension of the Tao, forgetting time, forgetting himself, and entering a state of sitting and forgetting. In this case, his comprehension became even more terrifying, and the power of his soul was like a sea, turning into a blazing sun, across the divine court, shining thousands of miles, and grasping a qiē.

At a certain moment, Wang Gan's eyes suddenly opened, and there was a chaotic light appearing, and the Tao was pervasive, and at a glance, the void clicked, and there was a kind of decaying and extinguishing power spreading, so the light of his eyes was terrifying, if it shone on a living being, I am afraid that in the blink of an eye, he could deprive a qiē of life essence and turn it into dust.

After carefully sensing his current state, Wang Gan's heart was clear, like a clear spring, and endless joy surged in his heart.

"That's right, cultivating to the realm of joy means that it is a great gain, but my path is still not mellow and flawless enough, so I have condensed half of it, and I am still half a distance away from the realm of transforming gods. ”

Wang Gan observed his own knowledge of the sea, the Yuan Fetus was dazzling, and the Tao around him was bright and extinguished, but most of them showed traces of fracture, and he knew that his Dao perception was not complete enough.

"Although it is not perfect, but this sword intent scar is not in vain, the next path of cultivation is already bright, knowing the direction, this kind of opportunity is too precious. ”

Wang Gan thought of his perception this time, and couldn't stop the excitement in his heart, all the way to the present, after going through many dangers, he finally had to embark on his own avenue road, and began to condense the Taoist rules, and the achievement of the Yuan Shen was imminent.

Looking deeply at the wisp of knife marks in front of him, the original vast Dao Yun Qi became weak, he knew that this was all his own ruthless comprehension, and constantly absorbed the essence of the knife marks, this place was almost useless, even if someone found the traces here, they couldn't understand much from it.

After tasting the sweetness, Wang Gan is even more looking forward to this place, it is completely conceivable that as long as he finds a remnant of power that fits with him here, after comprehending it, he is very likely to condense the debut rules, and then the transformation of the Yuan Shen is a matter of course.

The ancient battlefield seems to be a small world, but in fact, it is vast and boundless, and the desolate land is sometimes full of light, and black fog emerges, Wang Qian walked in the meantime, and found that there are many pitch-black peaks that explode from time to time, and then erupt from it a vast black mist, like ink and water, the air engine is rotten to the extreme, and the space is corroded out of pieces of darkness, and the void world of the connected position.

He finally understood that the black fog that had started was now all condensed deep underground, and sometimes erupted like a volcano. The situation here became more and more confusing, and he dared not be careless.