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However, the bridge is eternal.

The ghosts of men and women with numb faces walked in the direction of the six reincarnations on the stone bridge.

Not far from the bridge.

There are two figures

One of them is a crimson floor-length skirt, willow waist and snow skin, and a mysterious and noble temperament.

The three thousand beautiful green silk that Lingyu originally casually draped over his shoulders were combed into a flying cloud bun, and the cloud temples were pulled up high, revealing most of his forehead as smooth as jade.

Under the oblique combed bangs, the two curved eyebrows that are like knives are a little less heroic, and there is a little more beauty.

However, this woman's smart and bloody eyes were full of depression.

Every time this woman saw the Venerable One in front of her, she would involuntarily change into this appearance.

It's really annoying.

The person in front of her was an old woman, this old woman looked old and ugly, dressed in a coarse cloth skirt, and her gray and white hair covered most of the old woman's face, revealing only one vicissitudes of life.

"Senior, the ghost has something to ask for. ”

Lingyou's bloody eyes were cold and faint, and he bowed his hand.

Obviously, he was somewhat resentful in his heart, but he pretended to be a man.

"If it's the trace of the woman surnamed Xie, there's no need to say it. ”

At the same time as the old hoarse voice sounded, the gaze that fell on Lingyu was full of anger.

"This ......"

There was a flash of shame in the ghostly and bloody eyes.

Before she could say anything, she let this Venerable make a fortune calculation, and she was recognized by him in a blink of an eye, which was really depressing.

"Senior, this woman has a relationship with the ghost, En...... Cultivation is a very important way, and I hope that my predecessors will help you one or two. ”

Lingyun pursed his lips tightly, and even his voice was much weaker.

The old woman glanced at Lingyu strangely, and looked at the Huangquan River under the Nai He Bridge not far away, after a long time.

Then he looked up at the gloomy sky in the west, and sighed faintly: "The autumn leaves are so lonely, and the flowers are floating by themselves...... The relationship between the two of you is over, and even if you find her, it will have no effect on your path. ”

Just as Ling Yu was chewing on the meaning of this Venerable's words in his heart, the old hoarse voice said lightly again: "Originally, I could have used that thing in the Big Dipper Palace for you last time...... Alas, now it can only be ......"

"I can only ...... What?"

Lingyu breathed rapidly, his towering chest rose and fell slightly, his eyes were clear and clear, and he snorted.

"Only one thing can relieve your doubts and become your Taoji. Without waiting for Lingyun to ask again, the old woman said word by word: "The extreme yin mixed with Kun is too underworld." ”

......

The yin wind whistled, the old woman shook her head, and in a few steps, her figure gradually faded away, and she returned to the bottom of the bridge.

There was clearly an old woman in front of her, a white porcelain bowl, constantly scooping the muddy soup......

Dongsheng Shenzhou.

Rolling hills.

This is a strange and steep mountain.

The whole body of the mountain peak is in the shape of a gourd, the void is guarded in the middle, and the peak is high and the valley is deep.

There had just been a light rain, and the blue sky was like a green jade upside down.

The mountains are verdant, and the birds are singing.

A few windward Zhilan trees on the ridge, the light fragrance mixed with the moist earthy smell of the rain, faintly drifted towards the cave in the thorns.

The pine poked its head out of the cliff, and in the white mist, a swordsman in green clothes stood on a small branch of the pine tree.

The swordsman in Tsing Yi stood with his hands in his hands, looking down at the three-foot-three-inch-long sword in his palm.

The hilt of this sword is wide and ancient, and there is no complicated carved moire on it, but on the front of the hilt, a weedy with small white flowers blooms, slowly like life, full of green.

The blade was as bright as water, and a drop of willow-shaped crystal light loomed on both sides of the blade.

"The incomplete innate spirit pattern is fused in the 'Three Lives' Divine Sword, and it is not so perfect. ”

Thinking of this, Lu Bei's wrist flipped sharply, and the sharp blade of the sword led towards the sky with a white pillar of light.

"Whiff the wind. ”

In an instant, the wind was loud, the trees were swaying, and the sky was dark.

"Call for the rain. ”

The dark clouds rolled up, and the water element force between heaven and earth converged into clouds above the void with the three-life divine sword. Then it was unbearable, and it rained heavily.

"Boom, boom. ”

Lightning thundered, white thunder crackled and rolled and roared in the void.

The Hulu peaks within a radius of a hundred miles were shrouded in heavy rain.

Lu Bei looked at the scene in the sky with a silent expression.

Call.

The Three-Life Divine Sword slashed a silver light under the inky sky, and flew straight towards the tumbling thunder.

It was like a dragon entering the water, stirring up the white waves.

"Borrowing a trace of thunder should be enough to smelt the innate spirit pattern. ”

Lu Bei looked at this scene, and his face showed a sense of joy.

The results of this retreat are clear.

Not to mention that he learned some of the situation in Beiju Luzhou from Bai Xue, just condensing the five qi of Yang to the root is a big gain.

Moreover, he finished refining the essence blood taken from the Henggong fish.

Obtained a trace of dragon blood from the essence blood.

Although this dragon bloodline is not very pure, it still adds a bit of power to his 'Calling Wind and Rain' supernatural power.

Thunder and lightning within a radius of 100 miles, as evidenced by the torrential rain.

Unless he is a celestial immortal, he can have a little bit of this magnificent atmosphere.

But with this Henggong fish essence blood, combined with the 'Three Lives' divine sword containing the spirit pattern of the innate water.

At this time, he was full of water resistance, and in some ways, he was not even under some weaker water origin true immortals.

After all, the innate ability of the Henggong Fish is to stimulate the cold qi to freeze the water surface into thousands of miles of ice.

Obviously, in the next trip, which was full of ice and snow, he had a little more self-preservation.

Not to mention that the essence blood of the Henggong fish also contains a trace of dragon blood.

In fact, it's not just the Henggong fish, in the rivers, lakes and seas of the Three Realms, most of the aquariums with scales and armor have dragon blood.

Every year in the spring, carp with dragon blood will flock to the Longmen of the Yellow River in the great rivers of Nanbu Zhou.

If you can jump over, you will get a complete drop of dragon essence blood, achieve a strong dragon body, and step into the ranks of dragons.

Thinking of this, Lu Bei's eyes sank slightly, and the confusion that was originally pressed in his heart was slowly unraveled.

The cultivation method of the Five Virtues Wheel Technique is to combine the Golden Crow, the Ancestral Dragon, the Qilin, and the Kunpeng...... Extract the essence blood of such spirit beasts that contain the power of the five elements of heaven and earth, condense the five virtues of heaven and earth, and cultivate the divine power of the Dao wheel.

This is obviously born from the thirty transformations of Tiangang.

No, whether it is refining the body or refining the method, in the final analysis, it is all refining the Dao.

If he didn't guess wrong, the way of the five virtues to ascend to the wheel was obviously once used as the six emperors of the heavenly court...... The Inheritance of the Five Emperors.

Lu Bei's heart suddenly became a little heavy, and he sighed in his heart: "What are the three strong men thinking?" ”

There is a vast space between heaven and earth, only the rain hits the forest, and the sound of the wind shadow swaying, the sound is in the ears.

But there was no one to answer the question in Lu Bei's heart.

Lu Bei's brows furrowed, and he was inexplicably bored in his heart, and casually recalled the 'Three Lives' Divine Sword.

Bow your head and take a closer look at the three-life sword that has been quenched by thunder.

The middle side of the three-foot-three-inch sword blade is blue, the sides are silver and white like thunder, and below the hilt is the light flickering, and the spirit pattern is faintly floating.

And the weed grass on the hilt of the sword became more and more verdant under the water spirit pattern constantly gathering the water elemental power.

"Hiss......"

A sudden sound of cutting through the void sounded.

A half-moon bright sword light slashed horizontally from the layers of void with a bit of carelessness from the master's carelessness.

The bright sword light flashed every time, and the light was blazing.

And falling around the blazing sword light, thousands of crystal clear raindrops seemed to be still, and then turned into cold ice beads at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Boom. ”

In the distance, a sharp mountain peak was hidden by a heavy rain curtain and smoke, and half of the mountain was cut down by this sword.

Where the sword light passed, the incision was as smooth as a mirror.

All things are silent, and the grass and trees are lodging.

In an instant, birds and finches with wide frightened eyes struggled to spread their two wet and cold wings and flew upward.

But it only flew into the air, and it fell heavily like a dumpling.

The blood has long been cold, this ...... It's clear that he has been dead for a long time.

That one soars, and thinking is worthy of being the fastest thing in heaven and earth.

Lu Bei's depressed and depressed feelings in his heart suddenly closed with the wind and rain in front of him, and the sound of Qingling returning the sword into the sheath sounded.

"This sword should be called 'Chopping Thoughts'. ”

With the speed of the flickering of the innate spirit pattern, and the power of freezing with the cold air.

inadvertently slashes all distractions...... The future is too far away, and at this moment, the only way to find immortality is to hold the sword.

Lu Bei took a deep look, and the gourd peak that seemed to have been cut off from the gourd mouth.

Two shadows were vaguely reflected in the eyes of the other wall.

It was a middle-aged deity in a high-crowned black robe, with a golden red light all over his body, with a look of surprise on his face and a gleam in his eyes...... and large pieces of rubble that fell horizontally and vertically in the dry grass sludge down the mountain...... Between a pangolin.

There was a trace of strangeness on Lu Bei's face, and then it turned into a golden streamer, and in a short time, it disappeared into this gourd-shaped mountain area.