In the quiet stone chamber, the North River is soaked in a cold pool where the black lotus grows. I saw that the aura in the cold pool was all surging towards him and burrowing into his body.

After Bei He refined all these spiritual qi into mana, they all poured into his dantian.

This process lasted for a quarter of an hour, but when he heard the sound of "hum", Beihe's body trembled, and his dantian suddenly swelled, and the flooded mana opened up more and more spacious.

At this moment, he finally broke through to the sixth level of the condensation period.

Bei He's face was full of ancient wells, he was still absorbing the aura in the cold pool, refining it into mana, and then wandering in the eight veins of the Qi Jing in his body, consolidating the realm under him.

It wasn't until a long time later that Beihe slowly opened his eyes. With a slight smile, he jumped up from the cold pool and stood in the stone chamber.

As his body shook, all the water droplets on his body were dusted off, and then he grabbed the shirt at his side and put it on his body.

This time, Beihe took a breath and finally showed a smile.

Fifty-one years old, the condensation period is sixfold.

This cultivation, placed in the Injustice Mountain, even if it is not considered a bottom-level existence, it is almost the same. If you change to any other person, such as Senior Brother Wang back then, and Zhou Xiangxiang of the Medicine King Palace, if you can have a cold pool of black and dark lotus to help, I am afraid that it is a sure thing to break through to the Transformation Yuan Period.

Although it took two years to break through to the sixth level of the Qi Condensation Period, Beihe's Heavenly Divine Skill had already broken through to the second level half a year ago.

This is the result of a medicinal bath with countless elixirs.

In contrast, if he was to be replaced by someone else, with the same conditions as him, most of the Heavenly Divine Skill's advancement speed would be faster than him.

After settling his mind, Beihe walked towards the stairs, and finally stepped out of the exit and continued to the top of the Arashiyama Sect.

When he went around a boulder, he saw a shadow, with a dog's tail flower in his mouth, sitting on a strange rock protruding from the rock wall, looking at the red sun that was about to set in the west.

Beihe came to Leng Wanwan's side, and also sat down, propped his hands behind his back, and watched the sunset on the horizon.

At this time, the woman looked at him sideways, and said with a slight smile: "You broke through." ”

"Hmm. Beihe nodded.

He didn't squint as he spoke, still watching the sunset sink on the horizon.

In the past two years, Leng Wanwan has not left the Lanshan Sect for half a step, except for a trip to Tianmen Mountain and bought him enough elixirs to soak in medicinal baths.

What the two of them did, in addition to cultivating, was to come to the stone under them every morning and evening to watch the sunrise and sunset.

This scene reminded the two of them of thirty years ago, when the Arashiyama Sect was still there.

At that time, Beihe, every morning, would come here with a vegetable basket to accompany the woman to watch the sunrise, and it was also at that time that the two had feelings for each other.

Beihe thought of the sect master Jiang Muyuan, and the sect master's wife.

When the Sect Master's Wife was about to drive to the west, the old Sect Master locked himself and the Sect Master's wife in the room.

Right now, he finally has an understanding of Jiang Muyuan.

This kind of thing is an extremely ridiculous existence for monks.

Because cultivation is a ruthless, even ruthless thing. When you step into the practice, everything else is a floating cloud.

He had even heard that some extreme people, or people who had cultivated certain evil exercises, would cut off everything related to them in order to make themselves unentangled by them. These include their peers, elders, relatives, and even partners.

"There is still a year left for the Gate of Heaven to open, do you want to go and see it? At this time, Leng Wanwan looked at Beihe Road.

Hearing this, Beihe thought about it, and then shook his head, "If there is nothing to see, I won't go." ”

"I'll take a look this time, your medicinal bath method has developed resistance, and the cultivation of the Tuotian Divine Skill has reached the second level, the effect of the original medicinal bath method is no longer obvious enough, and you need to change it. ”

"Good. Beihe nodded, this is also what he wants this woman to help. But he hadn't said it yet, and the woman had already taken the initiative to speak.

"By the way, how are you practicing the soul searching technique. At this time, Leng Wanwan said again.

Hearing this, Beihe's expression moved, and he remembered the soul-searching technique that came from this woman's hand a year ago.

Just from the name, you can know what this technique does. This is a secret technique aimed at the divine soul, and under the already cast, it can grab the memories of the opponent's divine soul, which is extremely profound and mysterious.

However, this technique can only be cultivated and performed after the cultivation has reached the metamorphosis stage.

At present, Beihe can only say that he has a contact with this technique, but he has not even stepped into the threshold.

As for where he wanted, he would find Leng Wanwan and this woman to ask for this soul-searching technique, in fact, he wanted to fight the few living dead in the palace of the Martial King.

He had two books of ancient martial arts monks in his hands, as well as a volume of the holy decree given to him by the madwoman at the beginning, on which were written in the words of ancient martial monks.

However, he had an empty chest, but he did not have the key to open it.

There are still more than thirty years before the next opening of the Martial King Palace, and at that time he is bound to step into it again.

Therefore, Beihe once thought that if he learned the art of soul searching, he would be able to capture the memories in the minds of these people if he could capture the memories of these people by searching for souls of the living dead, so that he could understand the words of the ancient warrior monks.

Of course, from the mouths of those who had stepped into the palace of the Martial King, he had already learned that the monks could not have any contact with those ancient martial monks who had been dead for many years, otherwise they would be devoured.

But more than 30 years later, Beihe is already 90 years old, and it can be said that it has reached the point of running out of oil and running out. If he doesn't take the risk and fight, then he won't stand a chance.

Although there is almost no progress in his soul searching technique at the moment, but now that he has broken through to the sixth level of the Qi Condensation Period, his strength should have increased a little, and there should be some improvement.

Moreover, he still has more than thirty years to cultivate, which can be used to cultivate this technique, and there should be some results at that time.

When I thought of this, the sunset on the horizon had completely sunk, and only a slender bright red glow remained.

"Let's go!"

At this time, Leng Wanwan stood up.

Bei He also got up, and after the two of them bypassed the rock, they went down the mountain, and Leng Wanwan still held Bei He's arm in the process.

As they walked past the old site of the square, their eyes looked at the two graves, one large and one small.

Thirty years have passed since the Lanshan Sect was destroyed, and these thirty years can be described as a snap of a finger.

In the end, the two of them continued to walk down the mountain.

Along the way, the two of them could see the dining room of the year, as well as the martial arts training ground, and the most familiar Qingshi Street.

Originally, Beihe and the others had thought about whether to repair this place and restore it to what the Lanshan Sect should have been back then.

It's just that this thought just arose, and it was dispelled.

Even if it recovers, the Lanshan Sect is no longer the Lanshan Sect of the past, so what's the point of doing all this.

And if this place is repaired, I am afraid that it will attract the attention of others, and if the whereabouts are exposed because of this, it will be worth the loss.

After returning to the stone room, both of them fell into meditation and pranayama.

This kind of day-to-day life is eighteen years in the blink of an eye.

The stone chamber at the bottom of the Arashiyama Sect has not changed anything. Even the black dark lotus in the cold pool still stood quietly, but the light in the gap of the lotus petals became more and more brilliant.

In the stone room, an old man in a gray robe was sitting cross-legged. In front of him, there was a Dan furnace, and below the Dan furnace there was a cluster of red flames burning.

As the old man's figure bent his fingers from time to time, clusters of flames would sink into the flames burning below the Dan furnace, causing the flame temperature to rise and fall, and the fire to slow down and sharpen.

It was only a short moment of effort, and the old man turned his wrist.

But when I heard the sound of "poof", the flame under the Dan furnace suddenly went out.

The old man smiled slightly, opened the pill furnace, and saw more than ten milky white pills in it.

These pills are Bigu Dan, and some alchemists will choose this simplest pill to start with when refining pills for the first time.

As for this man with wrinkles on his face and white hair, it is Beihe.

Time is a merciless carving knife, it can polish everything. Under the torment of the years, Beihe has long since lost its former glory.

Eighteen years have passed, and he has changed from being more than half a hundred years old to being over the age of now.

Although Beihe tried his best to straighten his body, his back still looked rickety. He was extremely emaciated, and from his outstretched fingers he could see a layer of dry skin covering bones. Especially his eyes, which have turbidity and vicissitudes in them.

Thinking about Lu Hou back then, he looked like he was in his thirties in the year of the sixtieth year. And the current Beihe is ten years older than the original Lu Hou, but he is full of old age.

Although Bei He didn't know the specific reason, he guessed that it might be due to the fact that he was cultivating Gu Wu and refining Qi at the same time.

Between the two, there should be some conflicts that ordinary people can't think of or see.

Beihe took a shot in the Dan furnace, and the more than ten grains of Bigu Dan were put away by him.

Back then, he was a disciple of the Unjust Yam King Palace, although he was only a miscellaneous person in Qipintang, but he was also familiar with alchemy.

Perhaps in the eyes of ordinary people, it is not a great thing that he can refine this simplest Bigu Dan.

However, what Beihe used to refine the Bigu Pill was the lowest and most common fireball technique in the cultivation world.

It's unbelievable, even incredible.

After so many years, he had only cultivated the fireball technique and the sword qi technique in the low-level techniques, and he had already practiced these two techniques to the point of perfection. It can be said that under the cast, the sending and receiving are from the heart. As for power...... Needless to say, of course.

In the past eighteen years, he has been in retreat in the stone chamber and has not taken half a step out of the Arashiyama Sect.

Right now, he is already a seventh-fold cultivator in the Qi Condensation Period, and he just broke through half a year ago.

Although he had long known that the further he broke through, the more difficult it would be, but he never thought that it would take so long this time.

In the past eighteen years, in addition to cultivating, he has been refining some Bigu Dan on weekdays, or delving into some formation books that Leng Wanwan brought him.

It is worth mentioning that although his cultivation qualifications are mediocre, his comprehension in the formation is really not covered, and his current attainments in the formation are probably not much better than some Heavenly Array Hall monks who have lived for hundreds of years. For example, the set of Ninety-Nine Yuan Array left by Elder Zhou back then, he had already understood it. It's just that he wants to set up this array, and his current cultivation can't be done.

To study the formation, the main thing is to rely on the brain. And cultivation is not so simple.

According to Beihe's estimate, there are still more than twenty years before the Black Dark Lotus blooms, and in these years, he can at most impact the eighth level of the Qi Condensation Period, and even the ninth level of the Qi Condensation Period cannot break through, let alone the Transformation Yuan Period.

Now it seems that the only thing that can pin hope on is the Martial King Palace.

And when it came to the Wuwang Palace, Beihe remembered the meridian diagram on the two exercises back then.

I thought that after breaking through to the Divine Realm, it would be easy for him to open the thirty-seven meridians on his arm, but when he took the time and time to open up the thirty-six meridians, the last meridian could not be opened.

If he tried to forcibly open that meridian, he would feel like his arm would be burst by his true qi.

Therefore, the ancient martial arts monk's exercises, he has never been refined.

After thinking about it, Beihe put the Bigu Dan and the Dan furnace in front of him into the storage bag.

Just then, he heard a soft sound.

Beihe turned to look at the stone steps, and saw Leng Wanwan, who was dressed in black, walking down.

When he saw this woman, he smiled slightly.

And for his old state, Leng Wanwan didn't seem to be surprised, after all, she had been with Beihe all these years.

And after so many years, this woman's appearance has not changed at all, and she looks eighteen or nineteen years old.

After this woman stepped forward, she heard her speak: "I have bought all the elixirs needed for this medicinal bath, maybe you can cultivate the Heavenly Divine Skill to the third level during the Qi Condensation Period, at that time, just relying on the physical body, the strength is almost comparable to that of a monk in the Yuan Stage." ”

After saying that, she took out a storage bag and handed it to Beihe.

After Beihe turned the storage bag into fruition, he said, "Hard work." ”

Leng Wanwan just smiled at this, and then the woman remembered something, and only heard her say: "By the way, this time when I returned from going to Tianmen Mountain, I met a person. ”

"What person?" Bei He was a little curious, not knowing who could make Leng Wanwan mention it.

"I don't know this person," Leng Wanwan shook her head, and then she said something that made Bei He's expression move.

"But he looks almost exactly like your master, Lu Hou. ”

"It's him!"

Beihe suddenly remembered a person, Lu Pingsheng. That Yanyin girl was the child born to Lu Hou, and it is also the only bloodline of Lu Hou in this world.

After so many years, he rarely thought of this mother and son. After all, he and the mother and son are people from two worlds.

"He should be the child of my master Lu Hou. "Just listen to the North Channel.

Leng Wanwan was a little surprised, over the years, she had hardly heard anything about his master Lu Hou from Beihekou, let alone his master Lu Hou, and there was also a child.

"I see. Leng Wanwan nodded. And the next cold and graceful sentence made Bei He's face show a look of surprise.

"He killed a sevenfold cultivator of the Condensation Period. ”

"What?" Beihe was surprised, "Could it be that he has also stepped into cultivation?"

In his opinion, no matter how powerful a martial artist is, it is impossible to kill the sevenfold cultivator of the Qi Condensation Period.

"Definitely!" Leng Wanwan shook her head, and then the woman seemed to smile and said, "Maybe in addition to you, there is a second person who cultivates in the Divine Realm on this cultivation continent." ”

"This ......"

Beihe was a little incredulous.

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Chapter 205: The Year of Ancient Rareness