In the Demon Beast Forest, the aura gathers from the center of the four directions.

Tick.

Regardless of the pain caused by the aura congesting the meridians, Donnie Yen channeled the aura in the spiritual source one by one.

Tick, tick.

As time passed, more and more condensate was condensed within the spirit source.

In the cave next door, Zhang Yu suddenly got up.

"It's condensate!"

Fu Yu also sensed that the aura had formed a whirlpool, and such a big movement really couldn't be condensation.

The two immediately stopped practicing.

The aura required to build the foundation condensate is a multiple of the condensation stage, and they and Donnie Yen are just a wall apart, and they are afraid that they will interfere with each other.

The almost liquefied aura vortex lasted for two days and two nights.

There was a hint of moisture in the air.

Fu Yu and Zhang Yu stopped meditating two days ago and began to close their eyes and recuperate.

But even if they didn't take the initiative to cultivate, they who were close to the aura vortex were no less than receiving an infusion.

In just these two days, Fu Yu's cultivation has risen by one level, from the sixth level of Qi training to the seventh level of Qi training.

In the past five years, Fu Yu's cultivation has only improved by two levels.

The divine sense habitually guided the aura to circle around the little wolf cub in the spirit source, and when it was bored, the little wolf cub's paws seemed to move.

Fu Yu was stunned, hallucinating?

She guided the aura around the wolf cub again, this time with her eyes straight into it.

Well, sure enough, I was dazzled.

The spirit beast appeared in the spirit source, except for the natal contract, Fu Yu really couldn't think of any other possibilities.

However, the natal contract is also actively concluded by the monk, and I have never heard of a passive contract.

Combined with the appearance of the wolf cub and the experience of the year, Fu Yu guessed that this wolf cub was the cub of the wolf in the Demon Forest.

Could it be that he survived because of his contract with the wolf cub at that time?

So how to explain Mu Qingyun's memory?

Thinking of these mysteries, Fu Yu felt uncontrollably anxious in his heart.

She frantically wrapped the wolf cub in an aura.

It's really small, it looks like it's just over ten inches.

If it weren't for the signs of a wolf, this size would be more like a rabbit.

Fu Yu slandered.

Has been in a coma, is it because the mother's womb has not developed well and is born weak and sickly?

"What are you laughing at?"

"Huh?"

This demon cultivator is really different from other demon cultivators, with silver hair and blue eyes, but he can't see what the body is.

"Are you separated from your family?"

Demon beasts that can transform at a young age are all extremely talented, or have special bloodlines.

The little girl had big eyes and a bewildered and cute face.

I really want to rub that long silver hair.

"What are you looking at. ”

The voice was a little cold.

As soon as I opened my mouth, the feeling of cuteness disappeared in an instant.

At this moment, as if they had a feeling, the two glanced at each other and walked quickly to the outside of the cave.

On a clear and cloudless day, the wind suddenly blew and lightning loomed.

"Boom!"

The rain came before the thunder.

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Chang Xiufeng.

"Master?"

There was something unusual about this celestial phenomenon.

Jade Sleeve Zhenjun walked quickly to the outside of the hall, and just happened to see a huge monument looming.

"It's a celestial list!"

Ruan Ning covered her mouth in surprise.

The size of the monument is impossible to determine, but the range of its looming appearance in the clouds is beyond the range of the Jade Sleeve True Monarch's divine sense.

I saw that between the thunderclouds at this time, I could vaguely see the dense text on the giant monument.

Could it be that someone turned into a god?

Is it the True Monarch of the Heavenly Apocalypse Sect or the Xiyu True Monarch of the Cloud Mist Sect?

No, although Ye Yun Zhenjun of the Danding Sect has not been condensing for a long time, his luck has always been good, and he has not seen him appear for a long time, so he can't say that he is the one who turns into a god this time.

Jade Sleeve True Monarch's eyes were firmly fixed on the giant monument in the sky.

However, due to the limited range of her senses, she did not know that the Radiant Outer Regions did not have this vision.

Fu Yu was dumbfounded.

Is this a fantasy?

"Could it be that which true monarch has turned into a god?"

Hearing Zhang Yu's muttering, Fu Yu also reacted.

"Heavenly List?"

Zhang Yu nodded.

The origin of the heavenly list is unknown.

Whenever Yuanying Zhenjun successfully enters the Transformation God Realm, the Heavenly Ranking will appear, and the Dao number of the newly promoted Dao Monarch will automatically appear on it.

The last time the Heavenly List appeared on the Floating Light Continent was a hundred years ago, when the Blue Lotus Dao Monarch of the Cloud Mist Sect turned into a god.

"This is the first time that our generation of monks has seen the Heavenly Ranking, and I hope there will be more opportunities in the future. ”

Fu Yu was noncommittal.

Since the beginning of the Yuan Qi year recorded in the classics, there have been no monks in the Fuguang Continent who have ascended.

What if it's on the list?

"Boom!"

With the thunder, the words on the monument became clearer and clearer.

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"Breaking the Sky"

The pupils of the Jade Sleeve True Monarch shrank, is the Dao number actually breaking the sky?

Generally speaking, the Dao number is related to the monk itself, and the Dao number given by the Heavenly List this time will be the word Breaking the Sky.

"Master, do you know who this new Dao Monarch is?"

Ruan Ning's face was full of curiosity.

This Dao name is obviously extraordinary, but unfortunately the sect has not heard of any true monarch who is about to turn into a god.

"I don't know if I'm a teacher. ”

Jade Sleeve True Monarch shook his head, his surprised expression replaced by solemnity.

There are only a handful of Avatar Dao Monarchs on the surface of the entire continent, two of the Heavenly Apocalypse Sect, and one of the other three sects, since the Cloud Mist Sect Qinglian Dao Monarch was born a hundred years ago, the pattern between the four sects has become more and more complicated.

Jade Sleeve hopes that this Dao Monarch is a loose cultivator, and the worst situation is that the Heaven Breaking Dao Monarch is from the Danding Sect.

The sky was not in the clouds, and the sky suddenly brightened, making people suspect that what they had just witnessed was an illusion.

Ruan Ning glanced at Jade Sleeve Zhenjun's face, and tentatively asked the question that had been hovering in his heart for the past few days.

"Master, will Senior Sister Yu really worship under the ancestral seat of Uncle Shi?"

"Who do you listen to when you say this?"

Jade Sleeve Zhenjun has no Taoist companions, has practiced for hundreds of years, and has no direct bloodline, so he loves the little disciples from the side clans.

Now that the little disciple is knocking on the side, she doesn't blame her, and she has a good relationship between the little sisters.

"The sect has spread all over the world, saying that Uncle Lingfeng will be ...... as soon as he comes in the future."

Ruan Ning saw that the master's face was already showing displeasure, and hurriedly stopped talking.

"What do you mean?"

"Master"

"I don't mean to blame you, it's just that your uncle is an elder of the sect.

How can you juniors talk about it? ”

Ruan Ning stuck out his tongue, knowing that he couldn't find any news from his master.

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Ling Feng Zhenjun didn't hear the discussions of the sect's disciples, but she just laughed it off, she didn't care about these juniors.

I haven't come back for more than a hundred years, and now I have suddenly returned to the sect, and others naturally think more.

"Breaking the sky, breaking the sky, is it going to change the sky?"

Ling Feng leaned back against the bench and gently pulled the round fan.

After a moment of contemplation, she pulled out a small black orb from her wrist bracelet.

Ling Feng gently blew on the palm of her hand, and the bead in her hand actually jumped and flew.

If you look closely, there are still beads, and it is clearly a flying insect that is so small that you can't distinguish the shape with the naked eye.

Ling Feng silently recited the mantra, and with a flick of his fingertips, the flying insects disappeared into the air.