In the snow, he took out a porcelain vase, stared at it for a few breaths, then opened it, poured out a black wax pill in the palm of his hand, and put the porcelain vase away again.

Tearing off the wax clothes, Wang Qingyuan saw a pure green pill like glass, crystal like jade, a rich medicinal fragrance overflowed, just inhaled, he felt full of qi and blood, the five organs beating, giving birth to a sense of urgent desire.

Open the Heavens!

This is the holy medicine of the Xuantian Dao foundation, and the entire outer courtyard can't divide a few pieces in a month, if it falls into Kyushu, it will definitely attract many cultivators to fight, especially those who have not yet built a foundation, a foundation building pill is almost equivalent to a life when rushing to the pass.

"Open Heaven Pill?"

In front of the Ziwei Palace, the young man muttered quietly, his eyes wandering, as if he had thought of something.

At this time, Wang Qingyuan had already taken an Open Heaven Pill and began to practice.

Call!

It's just a starting hand, a few zhang of snowflakes are rolled up, Wang Qingyuan shook his fist, stretched his arms, and began to walk through the wind and snow, his blood gushed out, and he rushed up several zhang high, the air behind him was distorted, and the two qi of yin and yang bloomed, deducing the creation of the two instruments.

......

At the foot of Xuantian Road.

In the pavilion next to the sword solving stone, two young Taoist priests on duty surrounded the red-hot brazier to keep warm, drowsy, and suddenly felt a shock, only to see a group of more than ten people in the distant wind and snow, hazy, dressed in robes, gradually approaching.

The footsteps of these people are extremely fast, and they are still dozens of feet away just now, but they are only ten breaths, and they are close to the front.

"Wu Yansheng of the Kongming faction, in response to the thousand-year-old covenant, brought his disciples to worship the mountain, and asked the two teachers and nephews to pass it on. ”

Clang!

There was a bell ringing, ringing leisurely, and it spread throughout the entire Xuantian Dao Mountain in an instant.

In the crape myrtle palace.

The young man was about to show a look of surprise, the wax moon is approaching, why did the Dongwang bell ring, this is to show that there are guests visiting Xuantian Dao, and it is not an ordinary origin, as far as he knows, Xuantian Dao customization, even ordinary second-order sects, it is impossible to ring the Dongwang bell, at least it is also a first-order sect or family.

White mist like frost.

Wang Qingyuan's fist fight lasted for nearly an hour, his whole body was boiling, and the qi and blood followed a mysterious trajectory to infiltrate into the five internal organs, communicating the heart, lungs, liver, spleen, and kidneys.

It wasn't until the bell rang that Wang Qingyuan stopped his figure, the medicinal power of this Kaitian Pill was mellow and endless, although an hour had passed, it had only consumed half of it.

He looked in the direction of the foot of Xuantian Dao Mountain, and came to Xuantian Dao Mountain for more than a month, and he also understood that this was the bell of the Dongwang Bell, and there were distinguished guests in Xuantian Dao.

Suddenly, his spiritual power was like being struck by lightning, retracting back to the ancestral aperture, as if an active volcano had suddenly descended, he was shocked, turned around suddenly, and saw a middle-aged Taoist standing in front of the palace gate, dressed in a blue Taoist robe, a few strands of black hair hanging down, his face was like a crown of jade, looking at him calmly.

"It's rare to practice this step alone. ”

The middle-aged Taoist spoke, Wang Qingyuan took a deep breath, bowed down, and saluted: "Wang Qingyuan has seen the Dharma Protector. ”

"Senior brother!"

In front of Ziwei Palace, the young man's quiet desire changed color, he clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and did not have any intimacy at all, but was full of resistance.

After commenting on Wang Qingyuan, the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist fell in front of the Ziwei Palace, frowning and said: "Little junior brother, you are too presumptuous, although my Xuantian Dao is respected by the three uniques, but the north of the Quartet Emperor Sword of Ziwei Peak has been inherited, and not everyone can practice it, the magic power exercises have reached this point and they are already psychic, and they can choose their own masters, and the state of mind required to condense the Ziwei Emperor Star does not match you, and it is not suitable for you after all, little junior brother, you have excellent talent and understanding, if you concentrate on practicing swords, you may not be able to get my Tai A Feng "Da A Wuliang Sword" in the future 's inheritance, such a top-notch, almost pinnacle swordsmanship, can't it satisfy your pursuit?"

The young man shook his head very dryly, and said, "I don't care how the way of the sword is, I only love the sword, senior brother, you don't have to persuade again." ”

"Ridiculous!" The middle-aged Taoist's face also sank, "Little junior brother, you are new to the path, you can know what the choice is, this path of cultivation focuses on building a foundation, one wrong step, every step will be one step slower, if you practice swordsmanship, I have so many sword masters in Xuantian Dao, and the peak master is a generation of real people, the top sword master of the Yuan God, the Kyushu giant, so guide you to practice, it will be a thousand miles a day."

Of course, this is not to disrespect your choice, but you are too immature, and you have seen how many people in Kyushu in the world have cultivated their paths, and many young people are like you now, disoriented, self-respecting, thinking that they can surpass the predecessors, open up a world, can't listen to the words of the elders, and insist on going their own way, but in the end? Almost nine out of nine, all your life is sad to even build the foundation, even if the foundation is built, it is not high, low is not enough, succumbing to the corner of a county and a town, ordinary old age. ”

The young man's face changed, but after a few breaths, his eyes were firm, he looked at the middle-aged Taoist, and said in a condensed voice: "Senior brother, I have made up my mind. ”

Well?

At this time, Wang Qingyuan also had a vague insight into some fiction and reality, but he didn't expect that at this moment, this young man could still have such a mind, unmoving, he suddenly glanced at it.

"That little junior brother, on the orders of the peak master, was offended. ”

The middle-aged Taoist spoke again, and the young man's expression changed greatly, and the next moment, Wang Qingyuan's pupils contracted suddenly, and in front of the Ziwei Palace and in front of the Ziwei Palace, two middle-aged Taoists actually appeared at the same time.

There was no sign at all, and with Wang Qingyuan's eyesight, he couldn't see the slightest falsehood, but the young man fell down softly, and was held by the middle-aged Taoist on the shoulder.

Immediately afterwards, the middle-aged Taoist did not move, and after half a breath, the figure in front of the palace gate first faded and became nothingness, and after half a breath, the two people in front of the crape myrtle hall were also like dream bubbles, gradually fading.

"What a quick move!"

Almost word by word, Wang Qingyuan gasped, this degree is too fast, he can't even catch the trajectory, and he can become the protector of a peak, most of them have the cultivation of the Mixed Yuan Void Underworld.

"The Mixed Yuan Void Underworld, such a terrifying power. ”

Wang Qingyuan said secretly, his eyes were solemn, just when he came, he forced his outgoing spiritual power back, there was no qi release, and he didn't deliberately release his power, but the restrained power fluctuations almost made him unbearable.

The road is still long.

Wang Qingyuan calmed down, what he had to do now was to use the power of the Kaitian Pill to complete the cultivation of the eighth layer of Xuantian Gong as soon as possible.

......

After dinner, Wang Qingyuan came all the way to the outer courtyard of Yunjuan Peak, and went to the Tibetan scripture building to read Taoist classics and various notes.

Spiritual power is nurtured, his memory is also greatly increased, and he can even run his spiritual power, imprint many words, and ingest them into the depths of his mind, in this way, he wanders around and flips them one by one, so that some disciples of the outer courtyard who are also in the Tibetan scripture building can't help but shake their heads, so contempt the classics, swallow dates, can understand how much truth, get a little understanding?

Tianmen Peak.

One of the few veins left of the Xuantian Dao fruit, it was brightly lit this night, and the ever-bright lights illuminated the entire mountain peak.

Miscellaneous servants and Taoists continue to go up and down the mountain, all kinds of delicacies and fruits, delicate vegetarian dishes are transmitted, as well as newly sewn silk quilts, pen, ink, paper inkstones, and even polished bronze lamps, which are constantly transported up the mountain.

Tianmen Pavilion.

The main hall of Tianmen Peak, it is rumored that 9,000 years ago, a generation of Shenfu real person Yu Wenle watched the stars at night, saw the gate of the avenue, and wrote the word Tianmen on the top of the peak, which has been named since then.

In the Tianmen Pavilion.

"Seeing clearly that the nephew of the Void Master Huaguang is introverted and sharp, it seems that the Tianmen swordsmanship has improved again, and the ranking of the Shenmen swordsman on the list of the heavens, it seems that after the big competition, it will be moved up again. ”

Wu Yansheng's eyes were warm, he stretched out his hand to stroke his short beard, wore a green shirt and a long shirt, and sat upright in the guest seat.

"Uncle Wu praised it falsely, how to worry about the small means of purity, but it is Uncle Wu's four elephants and eight desolation swords, it is rumored that a month ago on the coast of the East China Sea, beheaded the demon general Whale Cloud, and the demon list is another evil obstacle, the world Kyushu is a sensation, and the name is spread in all directions, which is the great merit of my human race. ”

I saw that at the top of the Tianmen Pavilion, the person sitting was not the peak master of Tianmen Peak, nor other Dharma protectors or elders, but a young man who looked to be in his twenties, pure white inlaid with gold robes, he was as rich as jade, and his temperament was dusty, even if he was sitting upright, there was a four-foot long sword with a sheath on his legs, and the hilt was pure white.

No one questioned it, even some of the deacons and protectors of Tianmen Peak who sat with them were all smiling, this is the only disciple of their Tianmen Peak, and it is also the closed disciple of the peak master, the elder of the position, and they are also the young masters of their Xuantian Dao and this year's younger generation to enter the Kyushu Heavenly People List, the world's famous Kyushu legend, and the Xuantian Dao Qingxu Daoist with the name of the Shenmen sword.

"Master Qingxu's nephew is polite, but it's a pity that your master Tianjian is really sitting in the pass, and the real person's skills are all mysterious, and Wu wants to ask for more benefits. Wu Yan frowned, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, obviously what he had just said was very useful.

Shang, Qing said with a false smile: "Uncle Wu's words, when the master is out of the customs, the master and nephew must be brought, at this time, the guest rooms on the peak have been arranged, Uncle Shi and all the brothers and sisters of the Kongming Sect can play in advance these days, although the scenery of my Xuantian Dao is not as amazing as the Kongming Sect, but it also has a unique style, wait until after Laba, and then please watch my Xuantian Dao Outer Courtyard Sect Competition." ”

"Let Master Qingxu's nephew bother," Wu Yansheng nodded, groaned slightly, and said, "This time I came to Xuantian Dao, but there is still an important matter. ”

The comer is not good!

In the Tianmen Pavilion, some deacons and Dharma protectors immediately frowned when they heard this, and this Wu Yansheng seemed to have other intentions.

Qingxu showed a bit of solemnity, and said: "Uncle Wu, but it doesn't hurt to talk about it, we wait for the same Dao Sect to connect with each other, if it involves my Xuantian Dao, I should be strict with myself, and I will not lose fairness." ”

"Xuantian Dao should be the world, Wu has always admired it, and Qingxu Master and nephew are quite the true essence of Xuantian Dao, even so, Wu Mou is blunt," Wu Yansheng said in a deep voice, "This important matter involves the crape myrtle peak vein that your sect once cut off." ”

Crape Myrtle Peak!

In the Tianmen Pavilion, some deacons and Dharma protectors glanced at each other, revealing a deep groan.

The nine peaks of Xuantian Dao, the top primordial god of the twelve veins, was brilliant in an era 10,000 years ago, in that era when demons were the most rampant, the Great Zhou Emperor Dynasty took the lead, the Daomen and Buddhism went into battle, and the Daojun of Kyushu in the world came out together, and finally defeated a group of demon saints and demons, and beat them into the void and fell into the turbulence of endless time and space.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of years have passed, and the twelve veins of the year have been scattered, except for those small peaks that placed the disciples of the outer court, only the nine peaks are still maintaining the inheritance.

Therefore, after learning that Ziwei Peak was inherited and born, it was obtained by the three juniors who had not yet built a foundation, in addition to helplessness, the deacons and protectors present were more embarrassed, lamenting the passage of time, the years and swords were ruthless, five hundred years ago, Ziwei Peak was at its peak and prosperous, and it also pressed the kings of the demon clan not to dare to raise their heads, but they did not expect that five hundred years later, there was only a ruin left in the starry stream.

"I don't know what Uncle Wu is talking about. "Qingxu Dao.