Palace.

In the Taiqing Building, under the glowing lights, a figure is sitting cross-legged in the void, the surrounding light is obscure, and there is no support under the body, but it can be four feet above the ground, hanging without falling.

The red mark on Chen Zhuo's eyebrows is faintly bright, and his hair hangs down, like sitting on the waves, rising and falling, silent.

The light yellow light cast, and his body seemed to be bathed in a layer of golden light, like a bronze statue, and like a bodhisattva walking down the mud seat.

The brilliance in front of him flickered, converging into small characters, changing and changing, and passing in a blink of an eye.

[Carrier: Chen Zhuo]

[World: Late Northern Song Dynasty]

[Fate: Greedy Wolf Enters the Life]

[Luck: Second Grade]

[Fate: Soldiers kill the world, and it is difficult to escape the disaster]

[Talent: Gathering] (Note: Greedy wolf devours the sky, devours the enemy and gathers transportation.) ）

Tips: Life changes with luck, and luck follows people. (Note: If the luck climbs to the first grade, you can vote for another world, the number of qi is redetermined, and the fate changes; If the luck surpasses a product, after this body goes to other realms, it should regain its youthful body and leave its full glory. ）

……

The moon outside the building is bright and clean, as bright as frost and snow, hanging high in the sky.

Now the climate he has become is based on the spiritual power and the retrograde work of the five qi of the body, and there is no difference between strength and weakness; But the difference is that the former is invisible, too mysterious, he has not been able to practice the Fa so far, although he has set foot in this realm, but along the way, most of them are in the fire, breaking through the realm between life and death.

What can be done now is only to calm the nerves and nourish the minds, just like a pool of clear water, continue and continue, the water can be full, and the method of not expanding the pool is the same as the internal force of the true qi, and there is also a limit.

But it is not completely clueless, the arrow recipe of "sad little arrow" has said that if you want to make the spirit condensed and pure, you should take the things that entrust the divine will to visualize day and night, just like practicing fists and feet, qi cultivation and breathing, and thousands of tempers, the divine mind will become stronger.

And the thirteenth limit of the Yuan contemplation of the object is his own condensation of the arrow, the stronger the divine will, the stronger the arrow intent, plus the lifelong effort, so the sad little arrow can shock the world, nothing can be broken.

It's just that he hasn't thought about what to visualize himself, because he is different from the Yuan Thirteen Limits; Yuan Thirteen only uses spiritual power as a means of attack, but he wants to break through the road and does not want to take dead things, but if he takes living things, with his current strength, there is nothing in the world worthy of his imitation of divine thoughts.

"How do you choose?"

Chen Zhuo slowly opened his eyes and sighed softly, the strength of the physical body has also reached a bottleneck, the qi of the five internal organs is reversed, and the five qi return to the source, what should I do when I enter the country in the future?

These five qi are strange and extremely domineering, and all the internal force and true qi into the body have been dissolved, but it is the idea of his cultivation of internal strength.

And although the land true immortal is only one step away, that step seems to be close at hand, only the inner and outer heaven and earth need to be connected, but the spirit is not rising, this physical body is a cage.

Landing on his feet and looking at the moon outside the window, Chen Zhuo took a pot of wine, poured himself a sip, thought in his heart, and inadvertently glanced at a mural on the wall, looking at Lu Zu who drew his sword and slashed Jiao, and his calm eyes suddenly moved.

"Since there is nothing under heaven for me to visualize, why not take ...... Visualization of the statue of the immortal Buddha? Transcend the mundane and turn immortals into sanctification. ”

He just subconsciously crossed this thought in his mind, but even after a pause, his right hand holding a cup of slow drinking, thoughtful, seemed to have a little flash of inspiration.

In this way, for a long time, the gods are deified, what is it?

"Dharma?"

This thought made even Chen Zhuo himself surprised.

Wait a minute......

He frowned, suddenly thought of something, and then muttered like a distracted person: "Three calamities and six tribulations? ”

The six difficulties are divided into five difficulties corresponding to metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, and the last one is to go crazy.

Now his five visceral qi corresponds to the power of the five elements of thunder......

Chen Zhuo slowly put down his wine glass.

Then there are the three disasters recorded in that book, thunderstorms, fires, and windstorms.

"After Dancheng, the ghosts and gods are intolerable, although they stay in Yan Yishou, but there are still thunderstorms falling, and they need to see their hearts and minds and avoid them in advance...... Seeing Sex and Knowing the Heart...... Dodge ...... in advance"

He muttered a paragraph, especially the last two, which he repeated several times, and his face gradually became solemn.

"Dodge in advance? Isn't this the ability of prescience, now that I have become a great dan, could it be that there are really three calamities and six tribulations? Or am I overthinking? ”

Chen Zhuo's brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and his mood also fluctuated, his breath was slightly chaotic, and his hair moved without wind, floating one after another.

When he was upset, his shoulders shook, his breath stopped, and he slowly turned his head to look out the window, his eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the night sky where the cold moon hung alone, and his eyes were full of light, as if he had seen something that ordinary eyes could not see.

Chen Zhuo grinned, "Finally showed up!" ”

The next moment, the lights went out, and the building was empty.

At the same time, in all corners of the capital, a sound of surprise sounded again and again.

Shentong Marquis Mansion.

Qi Shaoshang was discussing things with everyone, when he suddenly heard an extremely amazing roar from the depths of the night sky, his majestic voice was like a winter thunder, echoing, the teacup in his hand suddenly shattered, and everyone else also changed color and got up.

"Who?"

"Who is this?"

"Who has such might?"

A group of people screamed and fidgeted.

Even Lei Zhen frowned, his face was not very good-looking, he walked out of the hall, looked out, and said with a dry smile and a dumb voice: "You can't recognize this voice, but the old man can't forget it, this is an invincible domineering character in the world, even our alliance leader, it is also inferior, this is also the alliance leader." ”

Qi Shaoshang gasped, looked at the night from afar, and said in a deep voice: "Lost Heaven Alliance, Seven Holy Lords!" ”

Everyone was stunned at first, then surprised.

This is an unsolved case in Jingshi Wulin.

Since that year in front of the "Sanhe Building", the Seven Holy Lord Guan Qi was besieged by everyone, and was struck by lightning, and his whereabouts have been unknown since he escaped with a broken arm, and over time it has become a big unsolved case in martial arts.

Lei Zhen smiled, "What's the panic, that guy has gone mad and delirious, how can he be half awake when he hears this roar...... You should have killed him back then, and you had to let him go. ”

He looked at Su Mengzhen on the side.

Su Mengzhen still has that chic and cold look, after a few days of recuperation, his complexion has also recovered a little, although there are still stubborn diseases and dark injuries that have not healed, but all kinds of strange poisons in his body have been cleaned up, and the leg that was lame due to poisoning is also regaining its vitality.

Sitting here is either the leader of the forces of the Jingshi Martial Arts, or the leader of the heroes, or the top masters of all parties.

"Master Hou, the Seven Holy Lords have reappeared in the rivers and lakes!"

Only then did his subordinates arrive belatedly.

"God of War Guan Qi?"

Situ Twelve got up according to the chair, walked out with his back hand, raised his head and raised his eyes, looking at the very faint moonlight at the pole of his eyes, his old face shook unconsciously, and he was very dignified.

"Where did you find it?"

Qi Shaoshang asked.

The subordinate replied: "In Cai's Mansion, Mr. Zhu of the Criminal Department and Zhu Xiawu, the head catcher of the Six Gates, are joining forces to defend against the enemy, and they can't hold it anymore, so let's go to support quickly." ”

"Such world-famous figures, ancient and modern, may as well go and join in the fun, maybe Zhuge Zheng and I will also appear!"

I saw a thin old man come out, his gray hair was scattered, his eyes were as sharp as a gun, his face was tight, his cheeks were slightly collapsed, and his momentum was pressing.

This is the supreme master in the Heavenly Prison, the King of Desolation.

He flipped the gun in his hand.

This gun is something that should be seen and held back then, and it is also a rare magic weapon in the world, named "Yan Shen Gun".

"The old man takes the first step and moves his muscles and bones!"

As soon as he twisted the gun, the gun immediately shortened and disappeared, and the dodge had swept into the roof and floated into the night.

"I'll go too!"

Situ 12 also hurried to follow.

Qi Shaoshang immediately made a decision, carrying the Blood River Sword, and only said one word, "Go!" ”

And in a dilapidated and deserted old mansion in the capital.

Two very similar men raised their heads in unison, looking at the strange scenery above Cai's mansion, their eyes were shocked.

"Hey, who's this? The strength of the qi machine can connect the heavens and the earth, and it seems that the capital is going to be lively. ”

"Let's go for a while!"

Pairs of eyes were raised one after another, and they were stunned and thrown in the direction of Caifu.

In the bamboo pavilion under a low hill outside the capital, an old man with a white beard and white hair walked out with his beard, it was the Zhuge Shenhou who had not appeared for a long time; There was also an old monk standing beside him, a teacher, a majestic old man in brocade clothes and standing with his hands behind his back, and a burly old man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and a head full of white hair with roots erected like a halberd.

The five of them felt the qi in the city, and their expressions were different.

"It's ...... The Seven Holy Lords? ”

"In that case, let's do what we can do!"

"Look at how many of these rising stars are capable!"

After the words fell, the five of them went together, and there were hundreds of figures behind them, and the rabbits fell into the night, sneaking into the capital.

But it is the pinnacle of the new and old generations of Jianghu martial arts, who is the master of ups and downs, and the battle is decided!!!!

(End of chapter)