Chapter 220: The Last Sunrise

Whew......"

After a long time, when Bei He finished browsing the two ancient martial arts books, he let out a long breath and rubbed his temples.

These two books are indeed ancient martial arts, but they are not basic cultivation methods for absorbing vitality.

Among them, Bei He has seen the ancient martial monk in the Wuwang Palace perform it twice. This exercise opens up the 37 meridians on the arm and stimulates the vitality from the index finger and middle finger through a special operation method, so as to achieve the effect of penetrating everything in an instant.

In addition, after reading the complete two-finger Zen exercises, Beihe finally knew why he could only open the thirty-six meridians, but he was never able to open the thirty-seventh meridians.

Because in order to open the thirty-seventh meridian on the arm, it needs to be done at the same time as another invisible meridian that is not drawn on the map. In other words, to practice these two fingers, what needs to be opened are the 38 meridians, not the 37. And the last two meridians need to be connected at the same time.

After learning this, Beihe was a little speechless, he was deceived by that meridian drawing map for decades.

At this time, he thought of Lu Pingsheng, I am afraid that after he gave the other party that picture, Lu Pingsheng would be like him, he could only open the thirty-sixth meridian, but could not get through the thirty-seventh.

As for the feigned death, it's even more interesting.

Judging from the name alone, you can infer the miraculous power and utility of this technique, that is, fake death.

Once this spell is cast, it can seal its own breath, heartbeat, and even divine soul fluctuations for a short time, so as to achieve the purpose of cheating death. At some critical moments, it can definitely have an unexpected effect. 、

For example, in a group battle, pretending to be dead when defeated seems to be a good trick.

"Can you understand the ancient martial arts?" At this time, Leng Wanwan looked at Beihe and asked.

"That's right," Beihe bowed, "but these are just two ancient martial arts, and they won't help me much in terms of breaking through the current realm." ”

Leng Wanwan nodded, and then she thought of something and said, "That's right." ”

After speaking, she put the five lotus seeds of the Black Netherworld Lotus in her hand in front of Beihe.

"What is this?" Beihe was a little surprised.

"The lotus seed of the Black Lotus Lotus. Leng Wanwan said.

"Oh?" Beihe was surprised and took what was in his hand.

I didn't expect that the Black Shadow Lotus was picked before it was ripe, and it was able to leave five lotus seeds. Generally speaking, any grade of elixir, as long as it is destroyed, will wither instantly.

After some inspection, he only felt that the five lotus seeds in his hand were warm to the touch, and there was no smell at all, and they looked like five black marbles.

Although there is nothing surprising about this thing, Beihe knows the medicinal properties of these five lotus seeds, but they are only contained but not dispersed now, which is probably not something that ordinary people can imagine.

A thought arose in his heart, that is, if he took a lotus seed of the Black Nether Lotus, would it help him break through to the Transformation Yuan Stage.

And after thinking about it, he felt that this was impossible at all, if he broke through to the Transformation Yuan Stage and only relied on swallowing a powerful elixir, then the cultivation path would not be so difficult.

A monk is like a weak sapling, and in order to thrive, it must need just the right amount of nutrients, no less, no more.

One less point is powerless, and one more point may blow itself up.

After staying in the Medicine King Hall for so many years, he also has a certain understanding of the attributes of various elixirs. Beihe was sure that if he swallowed the lotus seed of the Black Netherworld Lotus, he would definitely explode and die.

"This thing doesn't do me any good, I'll leave it to you. ”

After speaking, he handed over the five lotus seeds to Leng Wanwan's hands.

"That's not necessarily, I'll give you three. ”

Leng Wanwan smiled slightly, and gave him three of them without saying anything.

Beihe was a little speechless, but he didn't refuse in the end. Give it to him now, maybe in the future this thing will still belong to this woman.

"Huh?"

Just as he thought of this, Beihe suddenly frowned.

"What's wrong?" Leng Wanwan asked, looking at him.

"It's a double blessing. Beihe smiled strangely.

Hearing this, Leng Wanwan seemed to think of something, looked at him with a moving expression, and said, "Your Heavenly Divine Skill has broken through the third level?"

To this, Beihe nodded and did not answer.

He didn't expect that this time the Heavenly Divine Skill broke through to the third level, and it was silent, and it came naturally. Most of this is related to the fact that he broke through to the middle stage of the Divine Realm after being infused with True Qi in the Martial King Palace.

Right now, even if he relies on the strength of his body, he can be tough with the early stage cultivators of the Transformation Yuan.

However, Beihe was not too pleased with this, because the strength of his martial artist was also comparable to that of a monk in the Yuan Dynasty. Although he hadn't refined any exercises yet, he now had an ancient martial weapon.

As soon as he thought of this, Bei He looked at the long sword he had brought out of the Martial Palace.

Beihe took a shot in the air, and this thing was immediately grabbed by him, and then the true qi in his body agitated, injected into the long sword, and slashed forward.

"Shhhh

A three-zhang long yellow sword light erupted from it and slashed at the wall of the stone chamber.

"Bang Ka!"

I saw that the wall exploded open under the yellow sword, revealing a deep sword mark.

Seeing this scene, a different color appeared in Leng Wanwan's eyes, this long sword is really only a martial artist can urge. Moreover, when I saw Beihe cast it just now, it was almost no less than the magic power inspired by the ordinary Yuan Dynasty monk.

It was only after the blow just now that Beihe frowned.

Because the blow just now had almost exhausted more than one-tenth of the true qi in his body. And in the Martial Palace, there is vitality everywhere, so he doesn't have this sense of consumption.

But even so, Beihe was extremely satisfied.

The person who stepped into the Monluo Hall could only be a condensation period monk. If he was able to step into it this time, then he, a cultivator of the Qi Condensation Period, would have the attack methods of a Transformation Yuan Stage cultivator, and he would definitely be able to walk sideways among the hundred people who stepped into the Monluo Palace.

As soon as he thought of this, a sneer appeared in Beihe's eyes.

After a long time, he came back to his senses, looked at Leng Wanwan and said, "Let's go, accompany me to see the sunrise." ”

"Good. Leng Wanwan nodded.

Then the two of them walked towards the stone steps, and finally came to the top of the Arashiyama Sect.

The two of them sat on the strange protruding rock, and when they looked up, they saw the night sky overhead.

In addition to the starry dots, there is also a beautiful full moon hanging overhead.

Looking at the quiet sky, Beihe took a deep breath.

At this time, he could clearly feel that his time was running out. That kind of depletion of the body and essence is not something that any panacea can make up for.

"Wanwan. "But listen to the voice of the old man of the North River.

Hearing this, Leng Wanwan looked at him, and found that Bei He was staring at the starry sky above his head, stunned.

"You know that all these years of hard work will not lead to anything, why are you still willing to stay with the old man. "Just listen to the North Channel.

Leng Wanwan smiled slightly, "You still have more than ten years to go, who said that you can't break through to the Transformation Yuan Period." ”

Beihe smiled bitterly, "I know my own affairs, unless it is a miracle medicine that can directly break through to the Transformation Yuan Stage after taking it from the sky, my hope of breaking through in the past ten years is extremely slim." ”

And what he said was not a lie, breaking through to the Transformation Yuan Stage, but it was not something that could be compared with the nine small realms of the Qi Condensation Period, and it would be ten times more difficult than any previous breakthrough.

If Beihe didn't have any chance in the Monroe Palace, then he wouldn't have any chance of breaking through.

The smile on Leng Wanwan's face froze, and the woman pursed her lips tightly, staring at Beihe's old cheeks.

Beihe sensed it, and also looked at her, and the eyes of the two looked at each other.

"The old man is very grateful to you for your decades of hard work. Beihe laughed.

Leng Wanwan's eyes flashed with two crystals, "I just don't want to let myself have any regrets." ”

After speaking, she lowered her head, as if she didn't dare to look at Beihe again.

"Don't you want to have regrets. Beihe muttered to himself, looking at the starry sky above him again.

He sighed in his heart, maybe his life was indeed coming to an end.

Just thinking about it, Beihe's eyes showed a touch of determination, just like this, of course he was unwilling, at this moment, a thought that had been born in his heart many years ago was bred again, and it was unprecedentedly firm.

After exhaling, Beihe stretched out his hand and put it on the woman's shoulder, letting the woman lean on his shoulder.

The two sat snuggled up to each other, looking at the starry sky overhead.

Beihe knows that this hug may be the last intimacy in this life.

The night was long, but this night was a hurried one for the two of them, and the next morning came in the blink of an eye. The morning sun slowly rises and revives the whole land.

Immersed in the morning light, he only listened to the North River Channel: "Do me one last favor." ”

Leng Wanwan looked up at him: "What's the hurry?"

"Find a new medicinal bath for the old man. "North River Road.

"Good. Leng Wanwan nodded.

Beihe Tuotian's Divine Skill has broken through to the third level, and now he really needs a new medicinal bath method.

"I'll go now. I saw this woman smiling like a flower.

After saying that, she got up, glanced at Beihe, and then swept towards the horizon in the distance.

Looking at the beautiful back of this woman disappearing into the morning light in the distance, Beihe Lao burst into tears, as if muttering to himself: "Wanwan, goodbye." ”

This is the first time he has left tears after the death of the foolish junior brother Modu.

Then Beihe Huo Ran got up and went down the mountain.

He first came to the tomb of the Lanshan Sect and Jiang Qing and knelt down, and after kowtowing three times, he got up and returned to the stone room.

It didn't take long for Beihe's figure to rise from the Lanshan Sect to the sky, sweeping into the distance, and finally disappearing at the end of the sky

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Chapter 220: The Last Sunrise