Chivalry Island, by the sea.

Dai Daojin held Jiang Shaman's waist and looked at the vast sea, endless blue waves.

Smelling the faint fragrance of the beauties around him, Dai Daojin raised his hand and stroked his hair that was blown by the sea breeze.

After a while, Dai Daojin said softly: "Go back." ”

Jiang Shaman nodded meekly, this stunner-like woman has adapted to this kind of life and has begun to enjoy it a little.

After all, this man is not bad about himself.

After letting Jiang Shaman go back, Dai Daojin turned around and went back to the Houshan Grottoes.

Inside the grotto, there were seven more people.

In the past few years, Dai Daojin thought that it was too troublesome to invite people to drink beef soup with great fanfare, so he directly secretly captured the masters of the rivers and lakes from the Central Plains and used them as resources for experiments.

Otherwise, "Blood Nerve" would not have been created in two years.

At this point, there were only seven people left in the grotto.

Dai Daojin walked in with his feet raised, and in the grotto, six men and one woman were meditating with their eyes closed.

The only woman is none other than Gongsun Lan, the leader of the red shoes.

When these seven people meditated, their qi and blood were surging, condensing but not dispersing, obviously condensing their qi and blood into blood elements and practicing "Blood Nerves", so their posture was no different from ordinary people.

It was the eighteen King Kongs, and now they have returned to their normal appearance.

In addition, Dai Daojin's spirit clearly sensed that in addition to the power of blood elements in the veins of these seven people, which flowed slowly, the true qi in the meridians was like a great river, deep and abnormal.

Feeling the familiarity of the spirituality coming out of the blood elements in the veins of these seven people, a smile appeared on the corner of Dai Daojin's mouth.

Moreover, his mental perception was extremely delicate, and he clearly felt that in just a moment, the spirituality of the blood element in the veins of the seven people began to gradually penetrate deeper into the body.

He sensed it for a moment, then turned to leave.

The seven people in the grottoes obviously cultivated blood yuan and true qi at the same time, and their martial arts were extremely high, but they turned a blind eye to Dai Daojin's comings and goings.

On the surrounding stone walls, I don't know when, due to the erosion and corrosion of the qi and blood of many people here, the stone walls are soft, the strength collides, and the cracks are everywhere, most of them are even blurred, and the original appearance has long been unclear.

Dai Daojin returned to the attic and had dinner.

At night, the moonlight outside the window is swaying, cold and mysterious.

He sat on the chair in front of the bed where Gong Jiu was lying, his silver-white eyes flashed slightly, looking at the person on the bed.

After a while, Dai Daojin turned his head to look at the moonlight outside the window, and a hint of inspiration flashed in his heart, the day it will be done is tonight.

He slowly closed his eyes, his mind was silent and the nebula was silent, and the power of his mind was fully opened, and the water flowed out, filling the entire room, and then gathered towards Gong Jiu's body at the same time.

In his perception, an endless reddish spirituality filled the "self", and in the reddish center, a little red, gold, and black remained, and he used his power to rush lightly.

Suddenly, the red, gold, and black disappeared, all turning reddish, and then chaotic, suddenly returning to red, gold, black, and so on.

In the depths of Dai Daojin's soul, it seemed that he had broken free from some shackles, and as if he had gained something, which gave him a sense of fulfillment.

That's right, it's consummation.

At the same time, in his body, the original Hua family's internal strength true qi, in a few breaths, all of them were transformed into the true qi of the "Yin Yang Sutra", and his body exuded a glowing light, like jade.

In the depths of his heart, the nebula was generous and bright, and the soul of the flower in the corner trembled slightly.

The vitality at the dantian is accumulating, accumulating deeper and deeper, and this strong vitality is flowing up the upper dantian along the Du vein, and then the whole body hair opens and closes corresponding to the breath.

At such a time, the fire was satisfied, the void was quiet, the faint and dark, the trance, as if he was still asleep, Dai Daojin's heart moved.

The entrance is here!

A little spiritual light is born from it, like a firefly like a star, like a fire in the wind, swaying, like a lamp in the rain, like light will be dark.

Then Dai Daojin's heart moved at will, maintaining a tranquil and empty state, calm and idle, thoughtless, thoughtless and desireless, just as the Taoist said, "always should always be quiet and always clear".

I don't know the time and space, I only feel that a little true yang is enough, six vibrations, seven orifices are light, so far the entrance is wide open, the two qi of yin and yang are intertwined, and it turns into a qi to extend the pulse and disappear in the middle of the hole, there is no trace, all the sounds are silent, as if nothing has happened.

However, at this time, the true yin and true yang in the body are completely integrated, and there is no difference between yin and yang in the body.

Dai Daojin and Gong Jiu on the bed opened their eyes at the same time.

No, it can no longer be called Gong Jiu, but Dai Daojin.

Dai Daojin on the bed sat up from the bed, and the two Dai Daojin looked at each other and smiled.

Dai Daojin smiled lightly, so when the entrance is opened, he can be regarded as embarking on the road.

However, what made him even more satisfied was that while opening the entrance, he devoured all the souls and spirits of the Assimilation Palace Nine, fed back to himself, and turned into another self, not consciousness, but another "primordial god" who really had three souls and seven spirits.

Or it can be called the "second elemental god".

Dai Daojin's mind was racing, and his mind was instantly scattered in heaven and earth, merging with the universe of heaven and earth, and the thoughts in his heart were born and destroyed, dozens of times faster than before.

The thinking consciousness of ordinary people is always broken one after another, and cannot form an absolute continuity, and every thought and every thought, consciousness produces a bounded space and a short and uncertain time.

Therefore, there is a fault in the speed of human thinking and the flow of consciousness, resulting in a difference between fast and slow thinking.

And now, his thinking no longer has spatial boundaries and short-term barriers, and has become an absolute continuum, so his thinking speed is dozens of times faster than before.

Some of the questions of the past, now that you think about it, you will soon have answers.

Dai Daojin stood up, under the cold moonlight, the whole person was like a god, emitting a misty light, and his eyes were like silver stars, like standing gods and demons.

My heart moved, and there was a gentle sound around the attic, as if something had left.

Those were the seven people in the grotto, who had come here to protect the Dharma for him.

How could he not be prepared for such a great event?

Dai Daojin raised his feet and walked out of the attic, bathed in the moonlight, fluttering like a fairy, as if he was about to fly through the air.

He raised his eyes to look at a roof not far away, a figure standing, and he knew that it was Wu Ming.

Nodding to it, the figure slowly vanished, like starlight dissipating.

Wu Ming stood on the roof, standing silently for a long time, sighing faintly, looking up at the jade plate hanging in the sky, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

......

The next day, Jiang Shaman woke up leisurely and suddenly felt the people around him, and his body stiffened.

The smell was wrong, and he looked up at the person with his eyes closed, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He tilted his head again, closed his eyes and lay back, smelling the fragrance in his nose, a little addicted.

Dai Daojin opened his eyes, looked at the lovely child in his arms, and smiled slightly, but his eyes were no longer silver-white, but pitch-black.

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