In the dantian, the eight plates gradually became clear.

With the increase of yin and yang spiritual power, the Dao disk became more and more condensed.

This time, Wang Zimo clearly felt that the eight Dao Disks were slightly different from before, leaving two transparent circles at the fisheye position of the Yin and Yang Instruments, which were difficult to see clearly if they were not carefully observed.

Wang Zimo knew that it was the prototype of the pole bead, and when the two circles reached the extreme, they would break away from the two instruments and levitate on the Dao plate.

According to the knowledge imparted by Xue Jianniang, this is only the middle stage of Yin and Yang, and when it is condensed into a pole bead, it will reach the late stage, and the later stage will be completed to generate a polar pillar, and after opening the Baihui acupoint, the spirit platform will be opened, and the five planets will be stepped into the realm of the five planets.

That's how it dawns.

I just don't know if I can use the Taiyan Sutra to enlighten the spirit to uncover the layer of anger outside the spiritual platform?

Xue Jiaoniang didn't say anything about the natal beast, she just said that the realm of enlightenment can control the six gods, not like the monks outside, who respect the six gods as the natal gods.

But what about me?

The disobedient Dao Pan has long been completed, and the Eight Dao Pan can enter the middle term, in its current form, if you want to condense the pole beads, it will take a year and a half.

What to fight that kid?

Feeling Shi Luan scanning him up and down, Wang Zimo hurriedly closed his eyes, looked at his nose, looked at his heart, and looked at Neidan.

Xue Jiaoniang's beautiful eyes are tactful, and she is clear about Wang Zimo.

"He's just survived, and he needs some time to recover. If you want to fight, wait in the outer city, and you can't enter the city!"

Xue Jianniang and Shi Luan drew a clear line.

"Wait!"

Shi Luan's figure swayed slightly, and in the blink of an eye, she was blocked in front of Xue Jiaoniang.

"Lianzhu, you and I are both Jiuli, why do you want to work for the ancient people! I came this time to confirm why the Immortal King beheaded Jiuli back then!"

"Call me Xue Lianzhu!"

The Tao is different, and Xue Jiaoniang said coldly: "Or Xue Jiaoniang!"

Shi Luan shook his head, his eyes full of incomprehension.

He couldn't figure out why the woman in front of him had forgotten her ancestors?

The footwork just now was obviously from the master's sect, but it was in the opposite shape, and it was obviously modified by the master.

"A thousand years ago, the Immortal King beheaded Jiuli, not as the world legend goes, the demon invasion, the Immortal King was forced to do it in order to protect the weakest Jiuli!"

Xue Jiaoniang didn't look back, still walking towards Yinxu.

"It was because of the sudden lack of aura in the southeast Jiuli, in order to ensure that Kunxu was not implicated, he won the consent of the Emperor of Men and the Ghost Emperor and took action to cut off Jiuli! ”

Xue Jianniang has already stepped into the inner city, and Shi Luan is still standing outside the city chattering: "Stepping into Kunxu, I am sure that the abundant yin and yang spiritual power here is still endless, and Jiuli, have you ever thought about it?"

"Why?"

Shi Luan jumped up angrily, pointed to the depths of Kunxu and said, "The ancients are scarce, why did you go to Jiuli to arrest people? Don't think I don't know, why did you let me stay outside the city?"

"Love can't go!"

Xue Jiaoniang turned around suddenly, glanced at Shiluan, and returned to the mansion with clouds under her feet.

What Shiluan said was not false at all, after being sent to Yindu by her master, she accepted the inheritance of the ancient human race, broke away from the seal of the Jiuli clan, and became a member of Kunxu.

But......

Xue Jiaoniang looked up at the prince and sighed silently.

Even if it bears the infamy, this Yin Capital City will turn into rubble one day sooner or later. At that time, Kun Void City can be blocked, Jiuli, just with those few imperial courts that have been fighting for years, how long can they last?

"Hey!"

Xue Jiaoniang rubbed her temples, not knowing what to do with what happened next.

"Old wood, old wood! This damn old wood, just leave, let the old lady increase wrinkles, and if you knew it, you wouldn't have taken the stupid boy out of the city!"

Shiluan was not stupid enough to stay outside the city after dark.

Just after noon, he returned to the battleship, sent someone to keep an eye on Wang Zimo, and sighed that his life was vast.

At that time, the death knell bell rang.

The roaring and dull bell rang from the altar, and Shi Luan heard it clearly, and saw a giant turtle crawling out of the darkness slowly, staring at the red eyes, and crashing in the direction of the Yin Ruins.

Wang Zimo had already woken up, and he deeply felt the huge pressure of Shiluan.

It's not that I don't want to scream, it's that I really can't scream.

If he screams, it will inevitably attract Shi Luan's attention, and the surging coercion will come, so it's no wonder if he is not crushed to death!

Therefore, he would rather be the "dumb cicada" in Shiluan's mouth.

"Yin and Yang!"

Whether it is the middle or late stage, he can't tell.

If it is divided according to the eight paths, it should be the middle of the Liangyi, but according to the small paths, it tends to be complete in the later stage.

Wang Zimo didn't smile, and looked coldly at the altar eighty miles outside the southeast city. "Both are in the middle and late stages of Liangyi, one is a positive cultivator, and the other is a reverse cultivator!"

As a spelling for it, Wang Zimo can't even compare to a little finger of others, at best it is a fingernail.

Is it a spelling method?

Scold...... Don't be delusional!

The prince laughed self-deprecatingly. That Shiluan has entered the late stage of Liangyi for an unknown number of years, and the difference in the understanding of the Tao between the two is not a grade!

Fighting martial arts?

Pipe dream!

Wang Zimo can't even catch up with the corners of other people's clothes!

What to fight?

Wang Zimo analyzed himself all over again, from the cultivation of the Taiyan Sutra to the present, in addition to the body is strong, the cultivation has increased, and the Dao has learned two, Yin and Yang are divided into heaven and earth and Yin and Yang gather the heavens and the emperor collapses, and the martial arts are still Han Dudu's Shadowless Fist and enter the enemy camp.

And that Heavenly Killing God Finger, I don't know what the consequences will be after using it, why does Dai Xiaomo have such scruples?

Forget it, if you don't die, you don't need it!

If you don't need it until you die, you'll be a fool!

In addition, he really hasn't studied systematically, and even the Dao Pan is spontaneous and unkempt.

Do you want to fight with him?

Prince Murney looked at the dantian. This will work, but will people say yes?

After a full day of recovery, the eight disc took shape again, and slowly rotated around the smaller main disc in the middle.

The pole beads on the main road disk are suspended, constantly releasing yin and yang spiritual power, running large and small weeks.

The two young dragons, one red and one blue, swam around the pole bead respectively, but the pole leading to the Baihui acupoint disappeared, but Wang Zimo could still feel its existence, like a child playing hide and seek, and sooner or later he would return to his mother's arms.

Prince Mo was slightly disappointed.

After taking a pill, the cultivation of the Eight Dao Plates improved as a whole, but the realm of the Main Dao Plates fell, strictly speaking, he suffered a loss.

But at that time, Wang Zimo had no choice!

Again, he'll do it again. However, Wang Zimo still has gains, at least the eight Daopan and the small Daopan form a primary and secondary division, and the monarch and the subordinates are much better than each of them being a plate of scattered sand.

The giant tortoise is getting closer and closer to the city.

Under the high wall, Mi Rentian pointed at the prince and jumped silently, cursing loudly.

"You eunuch choked to death by the rice people, a thousand knives!"

As soon as he finished scolding, he heard Xue Jiaoniang cough from the house, and quickly changed his words: "It's not a eunuch! It's a wolf!"

Mi Rentian glanced at the Li Mansion stupidly, which was the mansion left to her by Xue Jiaoniang's master Li Zunlian.

"It's my rotation today, but you took away half of my body cultivation last night!"

"Lao Tzu's rice hasn't been cooked yet, what can I do to deal with that turtle son!"

"You give Lao Tzu down!"

"Mi Rentian, you have the kung fu to scold the street here, the rice in the pot has already been cooked!"

In the grocery store on the south side of the west end of the street, a woman wearing a green cloth and white edge overlapping Luo clothes walked out. She raised her head and looked at Wang Zimo, her thin shoulders trembled slightly, and she smiled lightly.

He said: "Master Mu's protégé is really different, and there are many Daopans that are terrifying! Mi Rentian, don't be jealous, don't you look down on you without Daopan? My porridge has just been cooked, why don't you take some to make do with it first?"

"Lin Yu'e, go home and eat your almond porridge, what's the matter with you?"

Mi Rentian was poked in the pain point, but he was not angry at all, and then raised his head and pointed at the prince and shouted silently: "You get down for Lao Tzu!"

"Look, you're angry. I have a pot of white rice porridge at home, but it lacks an almond flavor! Why don't you go home with me and give some to your concubine?"

"Get out!"

Mi Rentian's crotch shrank, "Lao Tzu is not free today!"

"It's empty!hahaha!" Lin Yu'e did not hide her profligate energy.

was pointed at his nose and scolded for a long time, even if the Buddha was alive, he had to sit like pins and needles.

Wang Zimo's body moved slightly, jumped down from the corner of the beam, stood in front of Mi Rentian, and said with a smile: "Today you rest, I will stew you old turtle soup to replenish your qi!"

Wang Zimo knew that Mi Rentian was the only person in the city who could withstand Shiluan's pressure except for Xue Jiaoniang. He just said that he was deprived of his half-body cultivation last night, and his half-body cultivation is still like this, and that peak time is ......

"Lao Tzu is not made up, that Wang Batang is very old, or you come down to apologize to the master, I will castrate it for you to make up!"

"Tut-tut, pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger!" Wang Zimo was full of contempt for Mi Rentian in his heart. "I do what I say!"

"If the bull blows up, it's easy to collapse yourself!"

Mi Rentian was even more disdainful of Wang Zimo, pursed his lips and hung his eyes, squinted at Wang Zimo, hugged his arms and said: "If you can hold half a pillar of incense under the feet of the turtle son, I will let you eat rice for half a year! One stick of incense, one year!"