A few months have passed in the blink of an eye, and no one cares about the changes in Beidao, and it seems that Elder Xu is very firm in his thoughts about the many talented and intelligent people in Beidao.

During this period, many disciples also went to look for him, saying that the aura in the cave was intermittent, but Elder Xu saw that the people who came were all wastes of the first or second layers of condensation, so he ignored them.

In his opinion, it is normal for the spiritual energy on the island to be cultivated by so many people, and it is normal to lack it, his own qualifications are ordinary, and he can't rob others, so what's the use of coming to him?

And out of prudence, Su Hong has also gone out to investigate in the past few months, and after finding out that Elder Xu is still ignoring this matter, he completely let go of his hands and feet and entered the cultivation.

On this day, he swallowed the Gathering Spirit Bead into his mouth as before, and after several months of stability, the spiritual energy in his body had now merged with the three veins.

Although his current cultivation is still at the peak of the sixth layer of condensation, it is more than twice as strong as when he went to the sea, as for the seventh layer of condensation, as long as he wants to, he can absorb the aura to fill the seventh vein now, and he can break through in a moment.

But when Su Hong was transforming into a spirit, he had already opened the nine veins, and if he only broke through to the seventh layer of condensation, he would not be satisfied.

The majestic aura emanated from the Gathering Spirit Bead, and was quickly absorbed by the remaining three veins, and when a day had passed, the seventh vein had been fully absorbed.

Su Hong knew that at this moment, he could already break through his cultivation to the seventh layer of condensation, but he was not in a hurry, what he wanted was to break through to the ninth layer in one fell swoop.

On the third day and the fifth day, Su Hong suddenly opened his eyes from his knees, and a thick excitement appeared on his face.

"It's done. “

Su Hong licked his lips, raised his two fingers, and quickly pointed at the human midrib, only to see that the moment he pointed his two fingers, a circle of white ripples swayed outside the human midrib, and the excitement on his face was even stronger.

"Now that the spiritual energy in the three veins has been fully absorbed, at this moment, you only need to use the exercises to make a breakthrough in cultivation in one fell swoop. “

Su Hong's face was happy, and he looked at the Gathering Spirit Bead in his palm, this bead was more transparent than before at this time, this was because of taking out about two layers of spiritual energy from the inside, for such a treasure, of course, it had to be put into a storage bag, so as not to be negligent and lose it.

With the joy of breaking through the ninth layer of Qi Condensation, he ran the Qi Condensation Formula, and soon the top of his head exuded a trace of white aura.

"There's gray. “

Out of caution, Su Hong spread out his divine sense to observe the changes in his body, but he suddenly found that there was not much gray aura in the white aura emanating from the top of his head, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and he remembered that it was recorded in the genealogy that when the Su family was seventy tribulations, there would be gray gas in his body that devoured flesh and blood.

He suppressed the urge to break through his cultivation immediately, closed his eyes, condensed his mind, and used his divine sense to observe the nine veins in his body, and it didn't take long for him to see that there were about two or three gray lines outside the nine veins in his body.

After confirming that this was the thing recorded in the genealogy, Su Hong's face was full of solemnity, and he analyzed that if he didn't drive this thing out of his body, even if he stepped into cultivation now, maybe at the age of seventy, he would not be able to escape death.

Looking at the color of the gray lines, it was already very light, Su Hong tried to urge the spiritual power in his body, and outside the nine veins, his body sitting cross-legged trembled slightly, but he found that the gray lines outside the nine veins actually seemed to shake a little, and there were signs of bouncing the nine veins.

That's right, it's shaking.

Su Hong was sure that he was not mistaken, the gray lines outside the nine veins had indeed moved.

"I don't know if I can expel this gray line from my body when I cultivate to achieve the Great Perfection of Qi Condensation, if not, I will find a way to completely merge it. “

With this thought, Su Hong first forcibly suppressed this matter, he didn't plan to inquire about impermanence, thinking of the sun-turning spirit, this old guy didn't recite the recipe in advance, it should be related to this gray line.

He took a deep breath, without the slightest hesitation, slowly raised his palms, and ran the Qi Condensation Formula, preparing to use the next time to break through his cultivation, and at the same time, he would also use the extra time to study the last spell that Silence had finally informed.

The flowers on the island are blooming, time passes, and the four-year retreat is coming to an end.

With all the proper preparations, his cultivation naturally broke through to the peak of the ninth layer of condensation.

On this day, Su Hong opened his eyes from his knees, his eyes were still as clear as before, but there was a lot of confidence in them that he didn't have before.

This self-confidence. Of course, it comes from today's cultivation. This is the self-confidence that can only emerge when a person becomes strong and feels that he can control his own destiny from now on.

"I don't know if there is a result of what Duan Hui asked Duan Hui to inquire about before?" Su Hong got up and left the stone bed, pushed open the stone door and walked out of the cave.

Regarding whether the sect master of Penglai has children or not, he must find out this matter, so that he can judge whether Long Fei was dug out of the platform and whether it is related to the sect master, if so, this is a major matter related to the safety of himself and his friends, and he must be cautious.

Just when Beidao Su Hong left the cave mansion, the Penglai Sect wrote that in front of the gate of the Sect Master Hall, the Great Elder Dao Hai, with white hair parted in the middle and his shoulders hanging down, pushed open the door of the Sect Master Hall.

Dao Hai, as usual, entered the hall with spirit stones on the walls, and then walked into the private room and came to the white tiger pattern.

In the secret room, the light of the white candle filled every corner of the cold secret room, but what was even colder was standing in the center of the secret room, the middle-aged man wearing pure black clothes and black hair covering his face, the sect master of Penglai Sect, Wu Enemy Sword.

Wu Dijian bent down, tears spread out of his eyes, drop by drop, and fell on the pale face of the young man in the coffin.

I remember that late that night, the night sky of the county seat, the wind was fierce, the lightning and thunder roared, and the streets of the county town were sometimes lit up.

The young man had been eating for many days, lying weakly in the alley at the end of the street, he looked at the blue thunder flashing in the sky, and his eyes showed despair.

He is an orphan, begging for a living, in recent years, the country has been fighting a series of wars, there are many victims left, food is like a rare treasure, and who wants to use a small amount of food to relieve him?

"Are you dying?"

The young man was dizzy with hunger, and when he felt that he was about to lose his breath, he seemed to see two figures, one tall and one short, walking from the intersection of the alleys.

As the two approached, the boy had closed his eyes, and in his vague consciousness, he heard only an old voice. A conversation with a little girl.

When the boy woke up, he looked around blankly, and after a long time, he realized that he was no longer in the county seat, but on a smoky mountain.

"You saved me?" asked the young man curiously, looking at the gray-haired figure standing on the edge of the mountain.

The old man turned around, his face was full of kindness, and he did not answer the young man's question directly, but said, "Child, what is your name." “

The young man looked at the old man's kind face, listened to the gentle voice, and said in a low voice, "My name is Wu Dijian. “

"Wu enemy sword ....... The old man muttered, and then said with a smile: "Would you like to worship me as a teacher?"

Before this, the young man's life was dark, and he didn't know what the old man in front of him said about apprenticeship, but he inexplicably chose to nod.

The old man smiled and stepped forward to lead him into a mountain gate called Penglai Sect.

After living here for a while, the young man knew that this was a sect of cultivating immortals, he had very good qualifications, and he was also very hardworking, and it only took him more than a hundred years to cultivate to the cultivation of the Dan period, and he became the strongest person after the old man of this sect.

Time passed, snowflakes were all over the sky, falling on the tiles of the main hall of Penglai Sect, and the young man of the year has now entered middle age.

On this day, the door of the main hall was open, and in the center of the main hall, there was a gray-haired old man sitting cross-legged, and in front of him knelt a man and a woman, the woman was the little girl, and the middle-aged man kneeling beside the woman was the young man he picked up from the county seat back then, and now he is his daughter's father-in-law.

"Get up, destiny is like this, even if you two are reluctant to leave for your father, it will be in vain after all. The old man's kind gaze slowly swept over the two kneeling in front of him, and finally stopped on the woman's slightly bulging lower abdomen. "My only regret is that I can't see my own grandson come to this world. “

When the couple heard the old man's words, their eyes were hot, and they burst into tears.

The old man stretched out his skinny hands, overlapped the palms of the husband and wife, and said earnestly: "Jian'er, you are not only the most proud disciple of your father, but also the son-in-law who I have never regretted after I identify, after I leave, I must take care of your wife and children." “

After the old man closed his eyes, the middle-aged man naturally became the sect leader of the Penglai Sect.

One day not long after, the woman with a bulging lower abdomen a few months ago also reached the date of delivery, the man wandered outside the door, looking nervous, with a baby boy crying, the man hurriedly stepped forward, but unexpectedly, the pregnant woman who was sweating heavily in her arms said: "Master, the lady has a difficult birth, and the old woman tries her best, but she can only keep the son." “

The man stood in place, at a loss, from then on, always thought that he had not fulfilled the old man's dying will, failed to take care of his wife, his heart was full of self-blame, in order to make the two relatives who died, in another world at ease, he chose to put the rest of his life's efforts on his son.

The son is growing up slowly, and has reached a level where he can cultivate, the man is always by his side, paying attention to his daily cultivation, paying attention to the bits and pieces of his life, in his life, the two people who are best to him have left, and the only thing he can do now is to give all his love to his son.

Time is like an arrow, in a blink of an eye, his son is almost to build the foundation and cultivate, he plans to find a Taoist companion for him after his son breaks through the foundation building period, and after his son becomes a family, he will teach him the position of the suzerain.

Over the years, as long as his son likes it, the man will always try to give it to him by all means and give him the best.

"Dad, Yuying, have you seen it? Ping'er is about to build a foundation now. The man stood on the edge of the mist-shrouded cliff and closed his eyes.

"Dad, I'm sorry I couldn't take care of Yuying. Thinking of his wife who was no longer alive, the man felt very guilty in his heart.

He stood alone on the cliff of the sky, looking into the distance, thinking for a long, long time, until it was almost dark, his body turned into a long rainbow and disappeared into the sky rendered by dusk.

On this trip, it would take him several months to go to a place called the Ancient Transformation Sect of the Heavenly Spirit Kingdom, where to go, to find a way for his son to step into the Heavenly Dao and build a foundation.

All because he once knelt in front of his wife's grave, shed tears, and promised: "No matter when, as long as I still have a breath left, I will give us Ping'er, the best in this world." “

When he stepped on the flying sword, held the ancient jade slip, and returned excitedly, he thought that a few months later, his eyes were deep in the depths of his eyes, hiding the fatigue of months of non-stop running, but his face was full of smiles.

The jade slip in his hand was obtained at a great price from the Heavenly Spirit Kingdom, the sect master of the Guhua Sect, although the price was so great that he hesitated for a few days and nights, but for the sake of his son, he had no complaints.