On the thousand-foot cliff, a tenacious pine tree, trying to take root in the gap between the cliff tops, has survived the wind and frost, and poked out seven feet of horizontal branches. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This horizontal branch, which is only the thickness of a wrist, is blown by the wind on the top of the cliff, and dances back and forth from side to side, as if it is about to break at any moment.

Incredibly, at one end of this horizontal branch, there was a young man in Tsing Yi sitting cross-legged, his body swinging with the branch, as if he was sticking to the branch, no matter how the branch swayed, he would not fall down.

The young man in Tsing Yi closed his eyes slightly, spread his knees flat on one hand, and held a candlestick-like magic weapon in the other, three inches in front of his eyebrows.

The surface of this magic weapon emitted golden light, and the golden light condensed into a band of light, constantly flowing towards the eyebrows of the young man in Tsing Yi.

After a long time, the golden light stopped flowing, and the luster on the magic weapon seemed to be a little dim.

The young man in Tsing Yi slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the magic weapon, showed a look of disgust on his face, and casually threw the magic weapon under the cliff.

If there is an outsider here, it will inevitably be called a loser, this magic weapon is only exhausted of energy, but it is still intact, if it is placed outside, I am afraid that it will be difficult to make money, but it will be abandoned by this young man.

The young man in Tsing Yi said in a deep voice: "True Monarch, the disciple has condensed all the three thousand six hundred Zhou Tian runes in the dantian, can he practice the next step?"

"Well, it's almost there, condensing all the three thousand six hundred runes, although it was nothing in ancient times, but in today's world, the foundation is so deep that it is beyond the limit, it's time to practice the next step. ”

"Dare to ask Zhenjun, but I don't know when the disciple can start?"

"It's better to choose a day than to hit the day, it's better to just do it today! Practicing the talisman into a formation is the last step before condensing the golden pill, you must be careful, among them are thirty-six tips, seventy-two obstacles, the mountain people have told you many times, you must not forget!"

The young man in Tsing Yi nodded and said, "Disciple understands, Zhenjun can rest assured!"

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This young man in Tsing Yi is naturally Baicheng, and it has been more than half a year since the first battle of Dajiang. More than half a year ago, he woke up from a coma, his physical injuries had healed, and only his mind was slightly shocked.

However, these are only scabies, and Bai Cheng only slightly absorbed the relics contained in the magic weapon, and he has recovered from the wounds suffered in the mental world.

In the next month or so, Bai Cheng lived in seclusion in the old man's house, staying at home, and absorbing the relics contained in the remaining few magic weapons with all his might, not only did the power of his mind skyrocket, but even the progress of condensing the runes suddenly accelerated, and by the day all the magic weapons were exhausted, more than 1,800 runes had been condensed, which exceeded the number of Zhou Tian.

After Bai Cheng absorbed all the magic weapons, he looked for an opportunity to return to the vicinity of Jianye City, wanting to find the whereabouts of Xiao Wan, Sun Zhenren, and Feng Nuo Dao Chang.

Bai Cheng also thought about contacting the Daomen, but as soon as he thought that Daochang Ge's death was related to the traitors in the Daomen, he dispelled the idea of contacting the Daomen.

He visited the palace several times, but never found anything, one of which was discovered by several Buddhist masters guarding the palace, and after a fierce battle, he was finally wounded and left.

After this fierce battle, Bai Cheng finally calmed down, determined to fight steadily, and first improved his cultivation, planning to wait for his cultivation to be upgraded to the level of Buddhist monks, and then go to the inner city of the palace to face the masters of Buddhism!

In the past, when his cultivation was low, he could still rely on his wisdom to leverage his strength among many masters. Now he is a master of refining gods, and the enemies he encounters are all the top masters in the world, and there is no one to borrow, and there is no room for vertical and horizontal striking.

Bai Cheng suddenly had a realization in his heart that the enemy he would encounter in the future could only be knocked down with his own hands, and there was no shortcut to anything else.

If it is a different person, if you want to improve to the level of the three great monks, I am afraid that it will be difficult to ascend to the sky, but Bai Cheng is very sure, and there is the guidance of the Qingxu Moral True Monarch himself, if he does not have this certainty, it is better to find a piece of tofu and kill him.

In the following six months, Bai Cheng went to the north of the Buddhist Gate from time to time to sneak attack, snatching the relics in the Buddhist Gate or the magic weapons containing the relics. With his cultivation that day, as long as he was not blocked by the three major monks head-on, no one would be able to stop him!

Half a year later, Bai Cheng finally relied on these magic weapons to visualize the three thousand six hundred Zhou Tian runes one by one!

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A blue light rose into the sky, then converged again, and disappeared into the vast night sky, as if it had never appeared.

Bai Cheng didn't know when, independent of the pine branches, his eyes were as warm as water, his skin was as white as jade, and he looked silently at the sky and night, not knowing what he was thinking.

A moment later, his body suddenly shook, and he actually fell down from the thousand-foot cliff, and the most unbelievable thing is that when he fell, he neither used his vitality nor exerted the power of his divine thoughts, so he smashed down the mountain like a cannonball!

The cold wind blew, the clothes fluttered in the wind, and Bai Cheng's face was as plain as water, without half a change!

With a muffled "bang", Baicheng smashed on the huge bluestone at the foot of the mountain, smashing a piece of bluestone with a square circle of one zhang to pieces, and the broken stone cracked the ground.

After a long time, Bai Cheng slowly stood up from the rubble, there was not the slightest scar on his body, and he muttered in his mouth: "This is the one qi to cleanse the body? ”

Bai Cheng sighed softly, stepped on the green clouds, turned around and swept out of the mountain.

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After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Bai Cheng looked down and saw a village in view.

Bai Cheng turned around, gently pressed the falling clouds, landed on a hill near the village, walked to the front of a wooden house in the village, stretched out his hand and knocked lightly on the door, and said, "Old man, how are these days?"

"Good, good, good, these days, thanks to the good herbs you brought!" As he spoke, a gray-haired old man came out of the room.

Bai Cheng smiled, his left hand reached out of his sleeve, and at some point, he already had an extra ginseng with a full beard in his hand.

When the old man saw the ginseng, he waved his hand again and again and said: "This thing is too precious, even the big families in the county can't afford it, how can the old man be able to afford such precious medicinal materials." ”

Bai Cheng smiled without saying a word, handed the ginseng to the old man, patted the old man on the shoulder, and walked into the house with him.

The old man smiled bitterly, let Bai Cheng into the house, handed the ginseng to his family, and went to fry water and make tea at home.

Bai Cheng smiled slightly, pulled a chair and sat down, and chatted casually with the old man.

After this old man saved Bai Cheng by the river half a year ago, Bai Cheng often returned here to visit the old man, this old man was a little sick and stubborn, Bai Cheng often brought some precious medicinal materials to recuperate with him.

The old man's illness was caused by years of hard work, so although Bai Cheng's cultivation was high, he could not cure him, so he had to slowly recuperate with medicinal herbs.

After chatting a few words, Bai Cheng suddenly turned his head and saw a statue of a god on the table, he couldn't help but be stunned, and hurriedly asked, "Old man, where did this idol come from? Why haven't you seen it the last time you came?"

The reason why he was so eager was because this god statue he had seen before was exactly the same as the three Ming Zuns in the "Green Lion Hell Roar" array!

The old man said with a smile: "This statue is passed down by the Great Light Sect, the old man has not been in the world for a long time, and he can't welcome the idol, a few days ago, the old man finally had enough time to join the sect, so he can welcome the idol!"

Bai Cheng's eyes flashed, and he asked, "The Great Light Sect, but I don't know when this sect began to spread?"

The old man thought for a while and said, "About three or five years ago, right? The old man didn't know much, he only knew that it came from the boundary of Xuzhou. ”

Bai Cheng nodded and asked, "Can the old man introduce the characters in the sect for him?"

The old man's face was overjoyed, and he said, "Do you also want to join the Great Light Sect? That couldn't be better, the Dharma Protector in the sect is on this inspection these days, and the old man can just introduce you!" )