On the coast of the East China Sea in Chenhuajie, there is a small island, called Cyclamen Island.

The name has the word "Xian", which is inevitably a reverie at first hearing, but in reality, Cyclamen Island is just an ordinary island, and most of the island's inhabitants make a living from fishing, and there are no monks.

Because there is none, there are all kinds of legends of encountering immortals.

On this day, at dusk, the northwest sky suddenly became overcast.

Heaven and earth were as black as the bottom of a pot in an instant.

With a click, thick lightning slashed diagonally from northwest to southeast, and the dark sky seemed to be torn open.

Puff puff puff!

Someone fell through this opening, straight to the sand and gravel far away from the cyclamen village.

Unfortunately, the villagers of Cyclamen Island had already closed their doors and windows when they saw the wind raging, and no one saw this. Therefore, they could have really met the opportunity to meet immortals, but they missed it like this.

......

On the second day, the rain began to clear, the sky was clear, and the waves crashed against the reef and gravel on the shore in an orderly manner, like a beating beat.

On a rough piece of sand and gravel not far away, there were two people hugging each other, and above them was an old man with gray hair and goosebumps, his body was already blurred with flesh and blood, but his hands were still fiercely pinching the neck of a woman facing him.

The woman's sideburns were messy, her originally white skin was already scarred, her eyes were open, her tongue was sticking out, and she was out of breath.

And not far from them, there was a small white mink, although it was not large, but the scars on its fur were the lightest.

Dongjun slowly rose eastward, and by noon, the sun was already shining.

Under the strong sunlight, the mink, which was the least injured, was the first to wake up.

Under the blue sky and white sun, she turned into a delicate girl of fifteen or sixteen years old. As soon as she woke up, surprise flashed on her face, but when she saw that there was no one else except for the two who died not far away, the girl's face instantly returned to cold.

She stepped forward and separated the old man from the hideous-looking woman.

The woman had been dead for a long time, and her body had stiffened.

After removing the storage bag from the corpse, the girl who turned into the mink ignored the corpse. Then, I don't know where the girl took out a snow-white bow, and the bow instantly became larger, and she dragged the old man onto the bow, and then walked away.

Only the sky, leaving a rainbow of light.

A gust of wind blew, and the corpse of the woman who was originally on the gravel was scattered when it encountered the wind.

There was something beautiful about the ashes, like fleeting fireworks, and although they were very short, they were also extremely brilliant. This is a scene that only exists after the complete fall of the body of the light.

The ashes were blown away, leaving behind a lifeless bead like a fish's eye on the gravel.

As the wind intensified, the waves stepped forward, and a slightly larger spray of beads, which were not far from the sea, flowed into the sea with the waves.

Since then, Xu is a vicissitudes of life, and I don't know what this bead will become.

The wind is blowing harder and the waves are getting higher and higher, and the beach is as calm as ever, and it's no different than before.

......

Yudan is a big deal.

The normal process of knotting Dan should be to polish and consolidate the foundation, experience the state of mind, and then find an opportunity, if it is a sword cultivation, but also to condense the sword heart.

Tao Zi sank down and stared at the Fengyi Sword hanging in his own sea, and the scabbard of the flat square faintly revealed a trace of cyan light.

If he succeeds in marrying Dan, Fengyi Sword will undoubtedly become his natal magic weapon, but he is not a sword cultivator.

In this way, I wonder if Feng Yi will feel that she has been humiliated?

Feng Yi let out a clear groan, and said loudly: "This time is different from the past, since it is already ready to fly, it has to be sent." I chose you, but I didn't expect you to become a sword cultivator. And peace of mind......"

Tao Zi was determined in his heart, and carried out the final preparations for the knot in a step-by-step manner.

The five hearts sit on the futon in the sky, holding the yuan and keeping one, incorporating the majestic spiritual power into his body, but his true yuan is stable and not chaotic.

Tao Zi built the foundation at the age of nineteen, and now she is not yet seventy years old, according to her original plan, judging from the supply of spiritual power she needs now, it will take at least twenty years to get the pill into a natural one.

But opportunities are never given only to those who are prepared.

There is no need to condense the sword heart, her state of mind has already been polished to the time, regarding the foundation, Tao Zi thinks that she has always cultivated steadily, and she has never been opportunistic.

As for the elixir, Tao Zi never thought that what Senior Sister Wei Shenyun could do, he could do the same.

Although her master respects her uncle, and even her classmates are not around, she can't afford to lose the prestige of Tianyu Peak.

Thinking through this joint, Tao Zi's heart has become more and more calm, until his heart is like water, and everything returns to nothingness.

She carefully controlled the absorption of spiritual power, and then part of the spiritual power was automatically absorbed by the wood spirit bead, and the other part was turned into liquid by Tao Zi and transformed into her own true element.

The true yuan gathered more and more, not only swimming along Tao Zi's meridians, but gradually converging on her dantian.

There is no time for cultivation, and it is suddenly a year.

In the secret room, Tao Zi was as motionless as a mud fetus wooden statue, only a slight slow breathing sound remained, indicating that she was still alive.

Every breath and breath seems to imply some kind of rhythm, and everything is going on in an orderly manner.

Not far from Tao Zi, Yuan Qi curled up in a ball and slept very deeply.

"Heaven and earth are in harmony with their virtues, the sun and the moon are in harmony with their brightness, yin and yang are in harmony with their paths, the four seasons are in their order, all things are in harmony with their nature, the law is open to the world, and the work is natural. ”

"Yuanmu Natural Scripture" rose and fell with Tao Zi's breathing, and took Tao Zi into another world.

Heaven and earth are chaotic, and they are beginning to open.

The gods are in the world, and the heavens and the earth are in order.

Everything grows, and human beings appear.

Go against the sky, cut thorns and find immortals.

If you don't have nature, you can get my way.

......

It seems to follow the trajectory of the beginning of heaven and earth, and go through the world and the universe......

I don't know how long it took, the wood spirit bead fed back a drop of pure and pure vitality power, Tao Zi dantian came from a sharp pain, that drop of vitality power fell into the oil pot like clear water, Tao Zi's dantian exploded.

I don't know how many years have passed, and the pain has not stopped, but finally a small golden bead like a grain of rice appeared in Tao Zidantian.

This grain of rice beads is made of Tao Zi, which is the symbol of Tao Zijin Dan's initial formation, and it is also the cornerstone.

At this time, Tao Zi no longer controlled the swarming of spiritual power, and every pore of her opened to absorb the spiritual power to the maximum, and the surrounding spiritual power was thick into liquid, swirling into all parts of Tao Zi's body.

With such a momentum, Yuan Qi was naturally alarmed, he opened his eyes, and saw that Tao Zi had reached the most critical time, he didn't dare to disturb, and only silently watched around.

Yuan Qi's cultivation has not yet reached the point of advancement, but he can protect Tao Zi.

The severe pain on Tao Zi's body became more obvious, and the thick spiritual power filled all parts of her body, and she couldn't care about the wounds on her body now, only tightly protecting the dantian and the rice bead.

The spiritual power that had not yet had time to be transformed into true yuan poured into Tao Zi's dantian, and the dantian, which was already crumbling, once again ushered in a new impact.

It was the wood spirit bead that fed back a drop of pure vitality.