At this moment, the little iron rod made a buzzing sound, and the golden light flowed, as if it was telling something like a sea dragon, Tan Shaobai's eyes lit up, and he said, "Baby, baby, you saved me, right." I knew you were the best for me. Thank you, thank you, I'm Tan Shaobai not dead. That's great. I'm not dead. Tan Shaobai was extremely excited to jump and jump in the cave, even if he was hit by the rock on the top of the cave, he didn't care. At this moment, he suddenly felt that it was so beautiful to be alive.

Holding the little iron rod tightly in his arms, Tan Shaobai said: "Baby, thank you, you have given me another life, and in the future, no matter what, I will always take you with me." Without you, I don't know how many times I'd died. Let's go, let's go out, I'm going to settle accounts with that bastard in Xingtian. As he spoke, Tan Shaobai walked towards the entrance of the cave under the light of the Seven Cultivation Sword. Walking to the stone under the Tianqin cloth, Tan Shaobai suddenly stopped, shook his head, and said, "No, I can't leave now." With my current cultivation, it is impossible to seek revenge from Xingtian, and I have nothing but a small iron rod. At least until I reach the realm of not falling, I can possibly confront a master like Xingtian. And Lyra may come back to see me, so let's just meditate here. With my Wu surname, it won't take long to reach the realm of not falling, at that time, with the help of a small iron rod, the world can go to it. Dead pass, dead pass, again dead pass, also in stone. Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Tan Shaobai completely sank his mind into the golden pill of the spiritual platform, and with his thirst for strength, he began to cultivate hard for a long time.

For those who cultivate the truth, a hundred years is just a fleeting moment, there is no Jiazi in the mountains, and unconsciously, Tan Shaobai has been cultivating in Xianzhao Mountain for three hundred years. Xianzhao Mountain has sufficient aura, pregnant with countless living beings, in addition to retreat and cultivation, Tan Shaobai will occasionally go out for a walk, Wuzhao Immortal and Wufeng have all had his figure, since the original ransack in the Moyun Cave Mansion of Daoming Zhenren, Tan Shaobai has a special preference for this method of eating fairy grass, in the later legend of Wuzhao Immortal, within three hundred years, it has been looted by unknown evil objects, and a large number of elixirs on the mountain have been wasted, so that the elixir is scarce.

With a few strong gasps, Tan Shaobai slammed his fist against the wall, and said hatefully: "Why is it still not working, why can't I enter the realm of not falling." It's been almost a hundred years, and it's still in the late stage of Xiaju, it's really fucking hot. ”

After Tan Shaobai went through a process from death to life, he broke and stood up again, although the unknown golden light did not improve his cultivation, but it consolidated his meridians again. Ordinary cultivators can only cultivate gradually, and if the cultivation time is too long, the mana accumulated by themselves is too large, and the meridians will be difficult to load. And Tan Shaobai is different, he has broken and stood up twice, his meridians at this time have become extremely strong, every time he retreats and cultivates, he can run the mana as he wants, and he doesn't have to worry about anything at all, with his own enlightenment surname, root bones, and countless elixirs of Wuzhao Immortal, he has improved a realm in two hundred years, from the late stage of rebirth to the late stage of Xiaju. However, when he got here, he also reached one of the most difficult levels for cultivators, that is, the process of moving from Xia to not falling. Once you pass this level, you will jump out of the Three Realms, not in the Five Elements, and your life will no longer be restricted, as long as it does not happen, you will live with heaven and earth, and shine with the moon. For a hundred years, Tan Shaobai has hit the level many times, but he can't help but be disappointed by the failures again and again.

Leaning on the stone wall and sighing softly, Tan Shaobai said to himself: "It seems that this realm of immortality is indeed difficult to break through, Tianqin! Have you forgotten me? Why haven't you come to see me once? Perhaps, time can really dilute everything, three hundred years have passed, even if you forget me, it's nothing, after all, we just have that moment of love." Perhaps, you have a new life of your own now, I won't bother you, with me, you have been hurt too much. Anyway, I can't break through without falling, I can't stay here any longer, maybe under the stimulation of the outside world, I can instantly realize and enter the reincarnation of not falling. I haven't been born for 300 years, and I don't know what has become of the outside. As soon as he decided to leave here, the blood in Tan Shaobai's chest couldn't help but churn, after all, he had cultivated here for three hundred years, and it could be said that he already had deep feelings, and he was about to leave at this time, and he would inevitably feel a trace of reluctance in his heart.

"Xingtian, Xuanyu, you shouldn't be dead by now. Wait for me, and I'll settle accounts with you. Taking a deep look at the empty cave, Tan Shaobai let out a clear roar, and smashed the rock at the entrance of the cave and rushed out. The fresh and somewhat chilly air kept blowing on his body, and Tan Shaobai was refreshed, "Xiao Yun'er, come quickly." The light flashed, and a pale yellow cloud appeared at Tan Shaobai's feet, and Tan Shaobai's whole body was soft, as if he had fallen into a pile of cotton, which was indescribably comfortable. This cloud was cultivated according to the memory left to him by the six-eared macaque after he entered the Xiaju realm, although the area is not very large, but the flight speed is extremely fast, Tan Shao faintly felt that it was the blue cloud of the ethereal Daozun, and it was far less fast than his own little cloud, it was with the extremely fast cloud that he was able to steal the fairy grass spirit fruit from the hands of the five sects of Wuzhao Immortal again and again without being caught.

Tan Shaobai's ban on Xianzhao Mountain can be said to be ripe and can't be more familiar, he is not in a hurry to fly high, but floats up against the wall of the main peak of Xianzhao Mountain. His Heavenly Immortal Clothes, Golden Bell Jar, and Cloud Armor were all damaged, and now in addition to the small iron rod, there were only three useless magic weapons on his body: the Seven Cultivation Sword, the Blood Bagua and the Phantom Dragon. I don't even have a piece of clothing to wear. The peak was about to arrive in an instant, and Tan Shaobai touched the apse of the Wuzhao Immortal Golden Sect like a familiar car. This is the place where the disciples live, Tan Shaobai used the technique of concealment, and turned into a colorful feather bird. It fell lightly on the wall of the apse. Tan Shaobai's transformation technique is different from ordinary cultivators, although ordinary cultivators can change after their cultivation reaches a certain level, they can only change their body shape and appearance on the basis of their own bodies, and there are certain restrictions. Tan Shaobai is different, his transformation technique has no restrictions, and he can completely transform into anything he wants to change. This was entirely the effect of his divine power and the exercise memory left by the six-eared macaque, and even Tan Shaobai himself couldn't figure out what was going on. Flapping his wings a few times, Tan Shaobai looked into the hall, and saw two little Taoist priests who were only in the Fuhu period cleaning the courtyard, and the entire apse was quiet, giving people a sense of condensation. Flapping his wings, Tan Shaobai flew from the wall to the window of the apse, only to see that many disciples inside were meditating and cultivating together, this is the difference between Wuzhao Immortals, their disciples are all cultivating together, and they will never affect each other. Tan Shaobai had a hint of mischievous thoughts, he carefully distinguished, found a disciple who was about the same size as himself, spread his wings and glided beside him, the blue light flashed in the bird's eyes, and the clothes on the disciple's body disappeared suddenly, leaving only the fig leaf under his crotch. The disciples of the Jin Sect who cultivated here were not only male disciples, but also female disciples, and the disciple who had been stripped naked by Tan Shaobai only felt a chill all over his body, and suddenly woke up from his meditation state. "Ah——, why my clothes are missing. There was a loud shout, which immediately woke up the other disciples. The female disciples' screams rang out one after another, and the entire apse suddenly became a mess.

Tan Shaobai's purpose had been achieved, and he flapped his wings and flew out of the apse and flew towards the main hall in front. Falling lightly on the roof of the main hall, he carried the heavenly ear to the hall to probe in. There were people in the hall, and only a familiar voice said: "Big brother, we have suffered heavy losses this time! Mu Song and Huo Shen are all broken, if we don't save us in time, I'm afraid even the Yuan Shen won't be able to come back." Tan Shaobai's heart moved, and he suddenly remembered that the person who spoke was Shui Yun, the sect leader of the Wuzhao Immortal Water Sect, and the one who could be called her eldest brother was naturally the Jin Sect Sect Master Jin Yi. Sure enough, I only heard Jin Yi say: "Hey, third sister, although there are many outstanding disciples among our Wuzhao Immortal descendants, they are still far behind the Qingyun Sect." Now that the evil path is raging, and I can't move to suppress my righteous path, the Demon Sect and the Demon Sect's Golden Thirteen are extremely difficult to deal with, I really don't understand, with their current cultivation, they have all entered the realm equivalent to the late stage of the Dou Zhuan for hundreds of years, but why haven't they experienced the demon tribulation and the demon tribulation? As long as they have them for a day, my righteous path will not be able to turn over! Third sister, have you dealt with the primordial gods of the wood and fire tribulations?"

Shui Yun said: "It has been dealt with, after all, they have cultivated profoundly, I will use the method of reincarnation to help them be reborn, it is estimated that it will take three or four hundred years to restore to the original realm." ”

Jin Yi said: "Thank you for your hard work." After this war, all of our Seven Righteous Sects have suffered a great loss of vitality, and it is said that the Heavenly Dao Venerable has also entered the late stage of the Dou Zhuan, at most a few hundred years, I am afraid that he will be tribulated, if he does not come to deal with the Demon Sect, I am afraid that the righteous path is in danger. Shui Yun said: "Actually, although the three sects of the evil path are very powerful, if we invite those reclusive seniors ......."

Jin Yi said categorically: "No, as a last resort, we must not disturb those seniors in meditation, you don't forget, the evil way also has masters of that level, once they are attracted to participate in the battle between good and evil, it is very likely to cause the destruction of living beings, their Taoism is too profound, in fact, it is no longer suitable for our world." This time, Qingyun Sect also had two Dao Venerables killed, and the Heavenly Sect Master showed him with Lingzha not long ago, let us temporarily close the mountain gate with the Immortal Array, and accumulate strength in order to fight next time. Fortunately, Lotto was severely injured by the joint efforts of him and several other Dao Venerables, otherwise, if the three sects of the Evil Dao were not hidden, our righteous path would not even have a chance to breathe. Oh, by the way, how did you inquire about Lao Junlu?

Shui Yun shook his head and said, "Not yet, the birth of this strange treasure is bound to bring more unnecessary strife to the already chaotic Shenzhou, big brother, I think it's better for us not to participate." Jin Yi smiled bitterly: "Sometimes, you can't help but participate." Lao Jun Lu, that represents the supreme cultivation method of our cultivation realm, legend has it, if anyone can get him, they will be able to reach the realm of tribulation in a short period of time, and there will be incomparable advantages when they spend the heavenly tribulation, such as cultivating Lao Junlu to the highest level, and even have the possibility of reaching the cultivation of Da Luo Jin Immortal. This temptation is so great that even though I have practiced for more than 3,000 years, I still feel tempted by it. What I am most afraid of is that Lao Junlu will be obtained by the evil way, if they understand the mysteries in it, I am afraid that our righteous path will perish. Third sister, you continue to send your elite disciples to find out the news, as soon as there is a trace of Lao Junlu, we will set off immediately, no matter what the price is, we must also include it in my five zhao cactus, only by getting Lao Junlu, we can revitalize again. In my Jin Yi's lifetime, I must lead Wuzhao Immortal to re-ascend to the position of the first major sect of the righteous path. ”

Hearing this, Tan Shaobai has already understood a lot, Lao Junlu? It seems that this is the goal of my trip, perhaps, as long as I have this cultivation method, I will be able to break through the realm of immortal fall in a short period of time, and go straight to the immortal path. Thinking of this, Tan Shaobai proudly flew in the air, went down the mountain road, and finally went down to the foot of Xianzhao Mountain after more than an hour's work.

With a flash of light, Tan Shaobai re-transformed into Chengren's form, he was already wearing the Taoist robe stolen from the disciple of Wuzhao Immortal, straightened his hair and beard, and muttered: "It's really slow to become a bird, far worse than my little Yun'er." I'm finally out of here, and I'm not going to kill myself no matter what. Looking back, he took a deep look at the misty Xianzhao Mountain, sighed lightly, Tan Shaobai floated up, stepped on his own spiritual clouds, and went into the distance.