Heaven and earth are empty, and there is no end in sight.

The majestic mountains rise and fall, like several great dragons, around a majestic boundary in the middle, with no end in sight.

Beyond these mountains, in a grass pavilion.

A monk in a robe with a smile on his face remained motionless and seemed to stand for a long time.

The monk's face is young, but his eyes reveal vicissitudes, making it impossible to judge his specific age.

The drizzle fell drippingly, rattling, and gradually increasing, and soon formed one small puddle after another on the surface, rolling up the ground and fluttering everywhere.

Under the rain, the monk still smiled and looked out of the pavilion.

In the north of the pavilion, a small barren hill, suddenly the surface of the ground shook, a piece of dirt was lifted, and an ugly figure with a short body, less than one meter and a half, came out of it.

The figure had a strange smile on its face, holding a green lantern in its left hand and a shovel in its right hand.

"It's messy, it's messy, it's going to be a complete mess now, quack..."

Suddenly, the ugly figure's face moved, and he noticed the monk in the grass pavilion, and said with a smile: "You thief bald didn't appear thousands of years ago, and even you appeared, it's even more fun now, quack..."

"Amitabha, the poor monk comes from the sea of suffering, goes to the sea of suffering, where there is the sea of suffering, there will be a poor monk, donor, poor monk view that you have been sinking in the sea of suffering for a long time, why not let go of the burden and serve my Buddha?"

The monk smiled.

"Fuck your stinking fart!"

The ugly figure laughed and scolded: "You thief and bald boy are selling your fallacies in front of me, all the people you have crossed over the years have become demons, and none of them have a good end, what are you doing here? Who are you waiting for?"

"Amitabha, the Buddha said that everything is according to fate, everything is determined!"

The monk smiled.

The ugly figure quacked, got up from the dirt pit, carried the lantern and the shovel, limped to the grass pavilion.

In the distance, a figure emerged.

A tall and thin figure, with broad shoulders and back, carried three long swords behind him, one pitch black, one red, and one turquoise, coming from the rain curtain, hazy and flickering, fast to the extreme.

When this figure came, in the south, there was also a figure walking, extremely fast, like a blood-colored rainbow, wearing a wide-sleeved robe, bloody clothes and bloody hair.

In addition, there are also figures in the north, wearing black robes, surrounded by yin qi, vaguely accompanied by powerful ghosts, coming from the rain curtain, the sound is harsh, and the space is darkened.

Suddenly, the blood-robed figures in the south and the black-robed figures in the north all paused as they approached the grass pavilion, their eyes narrowed, and they looked ahead.

They first looked at the tall and thin figure with three long swords on their backs, and then at the other two people in the grass pavilion, their faces cloudy.

"Yin Yang Gravedigger, Bitter Sea Crossing Demon Man!"

The blood-robed figure in the south spoke in an indifferent tone.

He was none other than the Blood Sea Sect's Deputy Sect Master who appeared in the Broken Soul Forest that night.

The black-robed figure in the north swept his eyes, revealing a strange smile.

"It's really fate that everyone is gathered here, it seems that they are all here for that incident!"

The black-robed figure laughed.

Xueli's eyes glanced at him coldly, and said, "Is the Heavenly Ghost Gate about to be born?"

"Hey, hey..."

The man smiled, noncommittal.

Between heaven and earth, the cold wind was sudden and the rain curtain increased.

There was a rumbling on the ground, bubble after bubble.

Shen Qingfeng, the Three Kings with three long swords on his back, had a vague aura and had already appeared in the Grass Pavilion.

"Amitabha, good, good!"

The monk folded his hands and smiled.

The gravedigger next to him also laughed weirdly, his eyes swept Shen Qingfeng, and then swept the two outside, and said with a smile: "You thief bald still said that there is no purpose, so many people gather here, I'm afraid they are all calculated by you!"

"The Buddha said that everything is fate, everything is determined, and anyone who meets a poor monk here is destined, and he will definitely take the [Three-day Immortal Pill] in the future!"

The monk smiled, spread out his palms, and three black pills appeared, wrapped in mysterious power, and shot towards the three kings, Shen Qingfeng and the two outside the pavilion.

The three of them stared at each other, did not refuse, and grabbed the pill.

The Three Kings Shen Qingfeng took a deep look at the pill in his hand and said, "I want to know where to mess up first?"

The gravedigger rattled and said, "If you ask him this question, you might as well ask me, and he will definitely answer the Buddha and say that you can't say it, this stinky monk can not only fool, but also kill people!"

The eyes of the three kings, Shen Qingfeng, sank, looked at the gravedigger, and said, "Does the master have a high opinion?"

"There is no high view, there is one low view, I just dug it up and looked at it, the six kings are dead, the feng shui pattern has been broken, the central and southern regions will be the first to be in chaos, and the resentment of the gods below that has been suppressed by you for many years is about to backfire, hehe, pull the whole body, the gods will vent their grievances, and the other patterns will be in chaos!"

The gravedigger laughed.

The Three Kings Shen Qingfeng had a deep look in his eyes and said, "The Central and Southern Region, the Fallen God Domain..."

"Quack, quack..."

The gravedigger laughed strangely

The Three Kings, Shen Qingfeng, instantly frowned.

The two outside the pavilion were also in thought.

Fallen God's Domain...

This place is not ordinary.

The black-robed figure quickly sneered and said: "The Supreme Ancient Dynasty has been maintained for too long, and the suppression of all parties is breathless, it should have collapsed a long time ago, compared to the Supreme Ancient Dynasty, I am more curious about the matter of the Ancient Jade, the two seniors should know a little bit, right?"

"Quack, I know it, I know it, I'm afraid you won't have your life to get it. ”

The gravedigger laughed again.

"Amitabha. ”

The monk also had a smile on his face, unfathomable.

"Dare to ask your seniors for advice!"

The black-robed figure said.

The blood on one side also looked at the two of them.

"Don't worry, the news will spread all over the world soon, do you want to know?

The gravedigger quacked and laughed.

The black-robed figure and the bloody figure both had narrowed their eyes.

It's the Fallen God Domain again!

What secrets are hidden in this place?

The feng shui pattern was the first to be shattered, and at the same time, the primeval jade bi actually appeared there?

Several people's hearts were rolling.

...

The black plains, vast and sparsely populated, stretch for countless miles.

Looking at it from above, the seven core ancient cities are more mysterious than the other.

A trace of strange aura emerged from the ground, silently, and spread all over the wilderness.

These strange breaths seem to have life, and they are surging away from some dirty places...

Some of the bones of those who had been dead for a long time suddenly wriggled gently, as if resurrected.

Time is slow.

Tongtian Sect.

Holy Land Space.

Qi Yun had successfully brought in all the medicinal materials, and after two days in a row, he copied and refined, and made tens of thousands of copies of Bigu Dan out, but his Bigu Dan could not be called Bigu Dan, because it was not in the form of a pill, but boiled into a medicinal liquid, bowl after bowl, the same as those holy medicines.

In the final analysis, it still belongs to him who can't do alchemy, and can only be boiled as medicinal materials.

But fortunately, the brewed liquid seems to have a miraculous effect.

He tried it himself, and when he drank a bowl of medicinal liquid, his stomach swelled, and he was even fuller than after taking the Ten Great Tonic Pills.

Now, two days later, he still hasn't been hungry at all.

This shows that the [Bigu Porridge] he has refined still has an effect.

It is clearly recorded in the Dan book that one pill of Bigu Dan can last for one month without eating.

Even if his Bigu porridge is discounted, it will not be bad if it can last for fifteen days.

Qi Yun was greatly satisfied, summoned the beasts, and began to let them eat the Bigu porridge one by one.

During this time, this group of demon beasts was so hungry that they basically ate ginseng, and they were all shiny and thick and unusual, and even the scale armor became thicker and wider than before.

Although he has a lot of ginseng, he can't withstand the ravages of this group of monsters.

One after another, the demon beasts stepped forward one after another, and soon swallowed all the medicinal liquid in the bowl.

Even the little water emperor and the nine-tailed scorpion are the same.

However, this little water emperor is really weird, and the other demon beasts are full after eating a bowl.

This thing drank three bowls, and the little water emperor hadn't eaten during this time, so he was fine.

Qi Yun was secretly surprised.

Soon, these demon beasts were sent out by him, and he himself took out another bowl of medicinal liquid.

Xuanji Dan!

Taking one capsule can increase the strength of a jiazi.

Qi Yun raised his head and drank a bowl, opened the panel and looked over, and quickly frowned, and then drank the second bowl and the third bowl.

After drinking three bowls in one go, there was finally movement in his body, and a blazing hot current surged out, whistling towards his limbs and bones, tearing his supported body.

At the same time, the handwriting on the panel began to change.

Qi and Blood: 245+20 (can be improved)

Spirit: 145+8 (can be raised)

Energy: 235+15 (can be boosted)

Qi Yun showed excitement, and immediately went from top to bottom.

Soon, Qi and blood changed from 245 to 280

The spirit went from 145 to 165

Energy changed from 235 to 275.

The number of points changed from 5850 to 5175 in an instant.

Qi Yun's eyes flickered, and he exhaled a breath of turbidity, feeling that his body, which was still swollen and about to split, instantly recovered, and his energy was full and strengthened.

He stared at the numbers on the panel for the three major items.

These three bowls of liquid medicine have gone down, have they improved the power of Yijiazi?

So, it's the middle of Jindan now?

He closed his eyes and looked at Jin Dan, and sure enough, it was more than a few laps bigger than before.

Qi Yun looked at the remaining medicinal liquid, brought the bowl again, and poured it into his abdomen.

I drank three more bowls in one go, and the handwriting on the back became liftable again.

He flashed his light and clicked again.

Brush Brush Brush!

From top to bottom.

HP changed from 280 to 300

The spirit went from 165 to 170

Energy changed from 275 to 285.

Points changed from 5175 to 4950.

The handwriting on the back again becomes non-promotable.

Qi Yun moved his body, and his brows furrowed quickly.

The magnitude of the increase has become smaller.

It's not as big as it used to be.

Is it only the first time to take it, the medicine is the strongest?

He looked at the rest of the potion and poured a few bowls again.

However, as he had guessed, he continued to take it, and the handwriting on the panel never changed.

Qi Yun pondered.

Even so, he was content.

With his current strength, it should be the middle and late stages of Jindan.

One step further is the late Jindan period, and then there is the Jindan Great Perfection.

He showed his satisfaction, and with a move of his palm, the Blood Demon Tower and the Crystal Flying Sword flew in, and began to refine again.