Xiantian Pavilion, a colorful jade carved into the exquisite attic, two evil beasts in front of the tower, there are two stone statues standing at the door, three zhang high, holding a golden sword, revealing a simple and solemn momentum.

The interior of the attic is clean and translucent, but beyond the attic, there are layers of fog like the Dead Sea.

I don't know how long it took, the mist was like a pot boiling, layer by layer outward, since the establishment of Dandao boxing, the martial tomb fog transformed by the spirit of the peak boxers of the past dynasties, began to evaporate in all directions, the huge sincere fist intent, spread circle after circle, that kind of hot, firm, terrifying, stubborn will, like a mountain torrent collapsed, the whole explosion.

Those who have practiced boxing to the pinnacle, and who have knocked on the immortal gate, do not say that they are not afraid of death, but at least at this moment, there are things in their hearts that transcend life and death, and when these wills wake up from their slumber, this touch, this passion, is enough to infect anyone.

But when these wills spread to the entire Innate Pavilion, the two evil beasts opened their mouths, and the rolling torrent was suddenly inhaled into it, and the two stone men took a step forward at the same time, and the two golden swords struck hard, and with a 'ding' sound, the invisible fluctuations began to sweep away, and where they passed, the clouds and fog dissipated, and the sea calmed down.

Just before the fog of the martial tomb completely calmed down, a figure came out of the fog, stood in front of the door, and looked up at this attic, the holy place of the boxer, the tomb of the martial man.

Kou Li was no different from before, even due to the injuries on his arms and abdomen, his face was still a little pale, and the invincible temperament that had me before disappeared, replaced by something indescribable, deeper and more restrained.

Kou Li did not enter immediately, but took advantage of the convenient environment of the Xiantian Pavilion, crossed the fog, and looked out, there was no sun and moon in the sky, but it was like an inverted cauldron, the dim yellow clouds covered the entire sky, and the clouds rolled and rolled, revealing a silent and powerful oppression, like an incomparably huge, but aging giant.

Somehow, Kou Li felt inexplicably more sentimental in his heart, and the two stone men also silently put away the golden sword and stood on both sides of the gate, as if from the beginning of the opening of heaven and earth until the end of time.

"The sunset is infinitely better, but it's just near dusk," Kou Li sighed, and when he walked into the hall, neither the evil beast nor the stone statue had the slightest intention of stopping it.

The area of the Xiantian Pavilion is seven or eight times larger than the Martial Pavilion, but it is empty, there are no utensils, on the four walls, like a rough image carved with stone cones and chisels, there are three heads and eight arms of giants, a hundred heads and a hundred tails of a dragon, a one-eyed and one-legged stone man, a human face and a horse body, and a divine beast with tiger striped bird wings.

Although these images are poorly carved, they are extremely divine, and in a trance, as if they are in a barbaric world, those giants and beasts that are 10,000 feet tall and 100,000 zhang are roaring in the sky, moving mountains and mountains, and fighting methods.

Kou Li trembled, it turned out that he didn't know when, the special touch of the wordless picture was stimulated, his heart moved, the touch disappeared, painting is still painting, there is nothing strange.

It stands to reason that since Kou Li repeated the gossip and opened up the New Dan Dao, this innate Danjuan without innate marks has been completely useless, and I don't know how long it will take him to return to the human world quickly.

But I don't know if it's because of being a boxer, or because there is no word in his body, he always feels that if he doesn't take a look at the source of this Dan Dao, his heart will be unsteady.

In the center of the pavilion, there is a stone stele, on which a scroll of text is spread out, like a golden scroll inlaid on the stone surface, this is the innate Dan scroll?

There are no words on the scroll, but a pattern of ghost drawings, like a ghost pen and like astronomy.

Kou Li's fingers touched it, and somehow, his body suddenly became hot, and in his inner vision, the operation of blood and viscera seemed to be accelerated, which was not caused by external forces, but was stimulated by the aura of a certain ghost painting, and his body began to adjust automatically.

"Fortune is inherently true, and the acquired tangible body is cultivated. ”

With the fingers crossed, a stream of heat gradually arises, from the tail lube, up through the spine, through the jade pillow, into the mud pill, and to the lower magpie bridge, to the dantian, for a week.

And this week gradually spreads, the heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys are small weeks, and then outward, the head, hands, and feet, and it is a big week.

And in this process, the mysterious essence of the human body itself flashes by, and even the mysteries that cannot be covered by the eight trigrams, such as the soul, acupoints, muscles, bones, skin and flesh, the qi of the camp and guard, the shape of the blood, the acquired three treasures (sympathetic essence, breathing qi, and thinking about the spirit), and other tangible and intangible existences, are combined into one and become the door that is transformed together.

With the fish, dragon, insect and elephant as the surface, the flesh and blood as the inside, the soul and spirit as the latch, and the door of the immortals.

"I see, knocking on the door of immortals, in fact, it is also the door of people, immortals, immortals, and sure enough, people are the first. ”

It was only at this moment that Kou Li really realized the meaning of Dan Dao and the meaning of human immortals.

He finally understood that he had really come to the end of this road, and he was just about to knock on the door.

A strong impulse burst out in his heart, but immediately, this desire was forcibly suppressed, the evolution of the New Dan Dao was still perfect, and the body was injured, far from reaching the peak of the four great refining.

The senior he saw on the martial arts floor took ten years to accumulate, and although he didn't have to consume so much time, it was definitely not now.

Kou Li took a deep breath, and was just about to leave, when the dantian was cool, the wordless picture turned into a streamer, falling on this stone scroll, the word map opened, and the milky white light shone on the innate Dan scroll, and the ghost painting talisman began to decompose and merge, and the wonderful qi evolved, and the octagonal hung mang, condensing the sky and cloud seal, and it was divided into five.

Heavenly immortals, earth immortals, human immortals, ghost immortals, and immortals.

Inexplicably, he could understand the meaning of these words.

Detachment in the yin, the ghost has no surname, and the three mountains have no name. If you don't enter reincarnation, it is difficult to return to Pengying, the yin god is the spirit and the invisible one, and the ghost fairy is also.

Flying in the air and fog, hunger and thirst are not disturbed, cold and heat are not invaded, tired of living in the world, wandering on the island, the unity of heaven and man, immortal, and immortal.

Those who have great merit are heavenly officials, and those who have small merit may have five or six hundred years, two or three thousand years, and then come to the world to accumulate meritorious deeds. Giving and making offerings, making friends for the benefit of others, and making meritorious deeds are the fruits of heaven and gods.

The form and spirit are wonderful, the truth is in harmony with the Tao, the sun and the moon are shadowless, the golden stone is unhindered, the water and fire are not burned, the changes are endless, the looming is unpredictable, if the survival is dead, the turtle is unpredictable, the ghosts and gods are unknown, immortal, at ease, and the immortals.

Pure yang and no yin, no disease and long life in the world, people are immortals.

The wordless picture shines in this cloud seal word, suddenly slammed into it, the five characters were sucked into it, brewing differentiation, I don't know how long it took, like a moment, and like a year and a half, the last line of words emerged from the innate Danjuan.

The wonderful road does not leave one's own body, how can it be in thousands of mountains and thousands of waters, people and immortals are the base, life is resting, the law of heaven and earth rises and falls, take the number of the sun and the moon generation, and the innate golden immortal avenue can be expected.

Innate Golden Immortal Avenue !!