The heat of time burns and burns.

In the pure and primitive gray flames, the dark golden relics that remained of immortal matter began to change gradually.

Little by little, they fade their appearance.

The ink treasures left by the immortals in the past were erased by the flames.

The ancient scriptures are burnt yellow.

The ashes scattered.

Until the end, with the churning of the qi waves, the brilliant gilded color bloomed in the center of the flame with an immortal light.

It's an amazing scene.

The gilded light of the immortal substance was so beautiful, almost the moment it appeared, it had a hazy rhyme that penetrated the vast and thousand, but it was tightly sealed between the inches by the Yan of the years in the palm of Su Mu's palm.

Under the reflection of this gilded light, all the scenes in the yang world, all the living beings, all seemed pale and powerless.

Even the faces of the cultivators were pale.

Perhaps it's not just the reason to look directly at the immortal substance.

After all, Su Musha still hid his hand and hid it to this day.

Before today, none of the cultivators had expected that the ethereal and extraordinary nature of this immortal substance had reached a level where the Yang World Dao Fire could not be refined.

No one asked, and Su Musha never said it to anyone.

After today, those who want to seek immortality in the Yang world with this method are afraid that Gu will be subject to Su Musha!

The cloudy eyes stared at the Dao Fire in the palm of his hand tightly, but the afterglow of Su Mu's eyes kept staying on everyone.

His mind was tense and he was even ready to make a move.

Those who want to live forever are all self-transcendent.

That's why cultivators are so cold-hearted.

In a different place, maybe Su Musha will be unwilling, will not want to be controlled by others like this, and will even brazenly take action, seeking that ray of life between life and death.

It's just a pity that until that mass of immortal substance was completely refined by Su Musha, Bo Kuizi in front of Su Musha didn't make a move.

Maybe he is still amazing, and he will be immortal in the future.

But at this moment, he was just a monk who was about to sit down at the end of his life, an old man who was deeply afraid of death.

When a climber on the path of immortality falls to the dust before the end of the night.

Even if he is destined to usher in a bright and bright future.

Su Musha knew very well in his heart that in the eternal years to come, this person would no longer be his opponent.

As the first ancient one that is about to appear in the Ancient Era.

Su Musha had already ruled out the suspicion that he would be Lao Tianzun.

The existence that looks down on the eons and oppresses the two worlds will not be a person who is afraid of death.

He may have resisted death like many monks, but he would not have been afraid, and even in the years to come, the actions of that one would be more like conquering death!

In silence, Su Musha gathered the mixed thoughts in his heart one by one, and with a wave of his hand, he summoned the Heavenly Immortal Mirror hanging not far away.

The Dao weapon turned into a streamer and flew into the gray flame in the palm of his hand.

The immortal substance began to be tempered by the Yan of the years, and it was completely smelted together with Bo Kuizi's natal dao weapon.

Perhaps an illusion.

At this moment, Su Musha actually heard Bo Kuizi breathe a long sigh of relief.

The half-step immortal weapon has been completed, and his half foot has stepped into the path of detachment.

It's a pity that he walked a hundred steps, and he finally stopped at the ninetieth step.

The last few steps were actually performed by the hands of others.

This is a mixed feeling that the rest of the people cannot understand.

Fortunately.

survived.

......

The moment the Dao fire in Su Mu's palm dissipated, the dark golden Heaven Viewing Immortal Mirror turned into a streamer and disappeared into the Bo Kuizi Mud Pill Palace.

Almost at the same moment, on the spiritual platform of Bo Kuizi, the soul light surged, and thousands of divine thoughts tightly wrapped the natal dao device, and in an instant, almost explored the inside and outside of the dao device, but never found the slightest, which may be the trace of the back hand left by Su Mu.

Even the riot of divine thoughts at this moment made Bo Kuizi's eyes bloom with a silver-white divine radiance, dazzling and dazzling.

Zhu Xiu was speechless, Su Musha just stood with his hands in his hands, and looked at Bo Kuizi again.

In such a long silence.

It was like the second silent exchange between the two.

It's like the process of Bo Kuizi constantly convincing himself.

Ultimately......

After all, he still converged his divine thoughts one by one, the gilded divine light in the mud pill palace bloomed, the treasure mirror hung high on the spiritual platform, and the immortal substance began to radiate his divine soul, Dao Ji, and physical body.

Such a change became more intuitive in the eyes of the cultivators.

Bo Kuizi's shriveled body gradually plumped up.

It's not like the surging power of the power.

All the changes are full of restrained temperament, and the Tao and law around Bo Kuizi are also more and more closely linked with the nature of heaven and earth.

Thin, but moral.

The withered gray hair has also become thick and soft little by little, and even in the heartfelt hair, more black hair is mixed, and even Bo Kuizi's old face has begun to approach the state of middle age infinitely.

In the end, the changes in Bo Kuizi's body were frozen.

When he looked at it again, the dead qi that had been tightly haunting his Dao body had already completely collapsed and disappeared.

At the same time, the aura of Tao and Dharma began to rise.

Three flowers gather at the top, and five Qi Dynasty Yuan.

And at the moment when the three flowers on the top of Bo Kuizi and the five qi on the body were condensed, in the palm of Bo Kuizi's palm, the Tianbao mirror manifested, the mirror was bright, and the panic was like a certain attraction, and all the three flowers and five qi were ingested into the mirror, as if they had become a heaven and earth.

After the three flowers and five qi were submerged in the treasure mirror, a supreme and ethereal aura began to rise in Bo Kuizi's body.

Even Su Musha was surprised, and his eyebrows moved slightly.

This is the breath of Yang Shizu Qi.

Gong and Zu Qi.

Since the day when someone cultivated the Dao, the cultivators of the Yang World have often tabooed to speak out about their luck, and the same is true for this Dao Ancestor Qi.

Because of the ancient book cloud, "I feel the harmony of luck and luck, and I am happy and successful." ”

Youyun "is born of good fortune and defeats each other, and the five elements are obedient and wishful." ”

Therefore, the meaning of taking the way of luck is respectful and smooth, and this Tao ancestor Qi is called respectful and harmonious.

Thousands of years have passed, and Bo Kuizi has finally stood at the pinnacle of the way of luck, and he has held part of the authority of Gong and Zu Qi tightly in the palm of his hand.

Half-step detachment!

The changes here made even Mr. Qinghe very emotional.

"The deeper the world's cultivation, the deeper it is, the more difficult it is, or tens of thousands of years to take a step, but now Bokui Daoist friends are a thousand miles a day!"

Even Minghong Lao Dao asked again and again at this time.

"Daoyou Bokui, can this method really be done?"

Hearing this, Bo Kuizi no longer continued to comprehend his own state, turned over his hand and put away the treasure mirror, just stood there quietly, and looked at Minghong Lao Dao with a smile.

"At this point, there is no way to refer to the footsteps of the sages of the past dynasties, and no one has come to tell the old Tao, whether this step is really immortal, but ...... According to Lao Dao's realization at this time, it is almost the same, you ......"

Speaking of this, Bo Kuizi paused.

"Backwards...... We have no body, only the road in front of us. ”

As soon as this remark came out, it was naturally the voice of congratulations from all the cultivators, celebrating Bo Kuizi and his own future.

After a long time, Su Musha spoke.

"In this case, it is necessary to discuss how we should go about the road ahead. ”

Hearing this, the cultivators were silent.

Ling Yunzi spoke first, "I take the path of the extreme path, the realm of building the foundation, and I need the reincarnation of the Yang World for eternity! ”

Minghong Lao Dao also patted the iron coffin behind him, "The old decay is still a little old and good to live, and after all, the past year has a certificate forever, and the body of blood is also eternal, and then think about it when there is a fateful calamity!"

Jian Bo Zhenren stroked the long sword in his hand, "When this Dao weapon decays, it is the end of the poor Dao's life, not in the near future, and the poor Dao still needs to find immortal iron spirit bronze to refine this natal Dao weapon with the ancient method, and when the time comes, you still need the help of all Taoist friends to get the immortal substance!"

Xuanji Daogu shook her head and said, "In the past, the situation of the Red Underworld, the concubine was the bell of heaven and earth, and the luck of the era would be extended, and it was not yet the end of life, and the refining of the natal Dao weapon was not a child's play, I was also like a real person in Jianbo, and I still need to find good materials." ”

When Zhu Xiu said this, Mr. Qinghe and Hong Yangzi glanced at each other, and then smiled bitterly.

"Venerable, I and Hong Yang Daoyou, I'm afraid that we need to take this step as soon as possible, the past years have been sleeping for thousands of years, and the foundation saved back then is almost exhausted, and the end of life may be in the near future. ”

Hearing Mr. Qinghe's words, Su Musha also nodded cautiously.

He also knew a little bit about the situation of the two before, and he didn't have to be too strong in Bo Kuizi, not only because of the consumption of the foundation, but also because of the impact of the change of the Great Dao.

Minghong Lao Dao smiled bitterly and shook his head, "This is a little difficult to do, thousands of years ago, where the Yang World could walk, the old Dao has also searched all over, and now I am afraid that it will be difficult to find more immortal relics, and the powerful ghost of the new Dao has just been cut off by the sword of the Daoist brother who raised his eyebrows, I am afraid that the Dao will soar, and there will be a long time to wait......"

Without waiting for Minghong Lao Dao to finish speaking, Su Musha waved his hand, and then stretched out his pale and slender fingers and gently stroked the white wolf.

His cold eyes looked at the soulless body kneeling on the mountain peak not far away, and finally his eyes narrowed slightly.

"That's not what I said, the ghost whisper doesn't fly, when does it fly, it doesn't matter if he says it, let's just say it!

There is a great terror and a great creation between life and death, and on that day the ghost whispered a sword from the Venerable, although he cut off the body of a lifetime, but he was born to death, not broken or standing, and he had to be born and born, and the heaven and earth were bell, and the cultivation was diligent, and he would soon be able to ascend to the Tao.

What do you think of this story?"

Hearing this, Mr. Qinghe nodded lightly and stroked his beard and laughed.

"Half a life of killing, half a life of staggering, born to death, broken and then standing, this story is quite ancient, the ghost whisper Taoist friend is the first ascended immortal in the new way, and is destined to leave a legend in the Yang world!"

(Tianjin)