Chapter 7: Turning into a God

The Central Plains is vast, Kyushu is vast, the famous mountains and rivers do not know how many, but Taiyuan appears on an unnamed mountain in the north, and there are no people in a radius of hundreds of miles, all of which are lofty mountains and mountains, and the situation is sinister. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

However, with his current cultivation, he has no scruples, his footsteps tremble, like a glimpse of the light, whether it is a mountain or a jungle, they are all swept by.

On the top of a mountain, the bluestone is craggy, under the sun, scorching and shining, Taiyuan floats down, looks at it slightly, and nods with satisfaction.

From this day on, Taiyuan sat on the barren mountain, polished the mana, swallowed the essence of the sun and the moon, the mystery of heaven and earth, and cultivated to become more and more mellow and mysterious, and the spiritual consciousness dispersed into the void, the dark desert, and the creation of heaven and earth.

He is considered to be a successful cultivator, although it is not extraordinary, but he has also taken half a step, to swallow the essence of heaven and earth and open the valley, it is not a problem, time is in a hurry, I don't know the sun and the moon, one day, Taiyuan's withered body trembled, his eyes opened, the immeasurable essence of light was uncertain, the mana in his body roared like thunder, and there seemed to be a cloud of green mist around his body, and the breeze together, the surrounding heaven and earth vitality roared, and the green mist became more and more dense.

Dantian for a while, streams of flowing mana essence soared into the air, straight into the sea of knowledge Lingtai, boom a loud sound, like the opening of heaven and earth, the chaotic sea of knowledge instantly underwent a great change, there is an infinite amount of blue light blooming, like the water-like blue light exploded, a Yuan Shen suddenly appeared, the sound of the Tao is curling, boundless, in the Taiyuan Zhi Sea, the Tao light is sprinkled, the clear air is like rain, a Yuan God sits on the green lotus, his eyes are slightly closed, emitting a faint light, the runes are faint, implying the Tao rhyme, and the mystery of creation.

Refining Qi and transforming the gods, at this moment, it is finally done! Huh, and then in the depths of the sea of knowledge, in the chaos of nothingness, a jade plate shot like electricity, falling into the hands of the Yuan Shen, the light is obscure, the hidden infinite mystery, it is difficult to see.

As soon as Taiyuan's mind was clear, the Yuan Shen trembled slightly, and as soon as the jade card fell, he felt that the Yuan Shen was clear, indescribably comfortable and happy, and the connection with the surrounding heaven and earth became closer and closer, and he felt the charm of all kinds of avenues in the void in a trance.

With a smile on his face, Taiyuan stood up, and suddenly felt indescribably relaxed and casual, the whole person seemed to rise with the wind, and the ticket went away, his mind moved, the void vitality was agitated, and all kinds of changes were only in one thought.

As soon as the Yuan Shen was completed, Taiyuan knew that he was really embarking on the road of cultivation, and the achievement of the Yuan Shen was vast, and all kinds of essence and energy between heaven and earth could be manipulated with one thought, and the heaven and earth were one.

"It's finally done, the primordial spirit is immortal, that is, immortal, and the mana has transformed again, I can be regarded as having the capital to pursue the avenue, and the years in the future are boundless, and there is hope after all. Taiyuan sighed, his eyes were deep, as if he wanted to contain this side of the world, the momentum was amazing, and the void of the entire mountain was almost solidified.

One step out, Taiyuan is insignificant, submerged in the mountains, at this moment he is a primordial spirit, controlling the void air current, relying on the void wind is an idle thing, the speed is naturally very fast.

After a little calculation on the way, he found that three years had passed since he retreated, and he had really practiced for a thousand years, but fortunately, his longevity has increased greatly, as long as the original spirit is immortal, there will be no day of destruction, and this time will not be taken to heart.

"Well, the poor path has been transformed into a god, and the true fire of Samadhi has come out, but it is necessary to refine a magic weapon according to the Taishang Wuji Sutra, but this material still needs a little effort. Taiyuan's eyes flowed with wisdom and he thought about it.

Refining magic weapons, for Taiyuan, is already an imminent matter, since he has cultivated, the usual martial arts soldiers are of little use to him, he has to use his own efforts to refine a magic weapon, this is the means of cultivators.

Xia Wangfu, in the Central Plains martial arts reputation is not small, the founder is known as the Xia Wang, a chivalrous righteousness, out of a great name, but hundreds of years have passed, today's Xia Wang Mansion is only a name, even today's Xia Wang Mansion master Lu Yi, kung fu is not the best.

On this day, Taiyuan appeared outside the Xia Wang's Mansion, looking around, the palace is numerous, the portal is broad, there are many archways, a large piece of foundation, the blue light flashes in the eyes, you can see the Xia Wang's Mansion, the popularity is strong, and I don't know how many servants are servants, and the maids and servants are supporting such a large mansion.

It's just that all this is like dung in Taiyuan's eyes, as for the guard power up and down the Xia Wang's Mansion, for him, it is even more useless, in broad daylight, he stepped out, and he has disappeared without a trace, entering the depths of the Xia Wang's Mansion.

In the mountain behind the Xia Wang's mansion, there is an ancestral hall, which is heavily guarded, the incense is vigorous, and it is the first generation of the Xia Wang who is enshrined, and it is also the ancestor of Lu Yi, but no one knows that there is an uninvited guest here and suddenly today.

Taiyuan walked all the way, the surrounding vitality and light were distorted, and those so-called guards did not notice his arrival in the slightest, and it can be said that they swaggered into the important place of the Xia Wang's Mansion and the ancestral hall of the back mountain.

In the ancestral hall, the building is simple, everywhere exudes a breath of precipitation of the years, Taiyuan swept his eyes, and saw that there is a statue in the center of the ancestral hall, lifelike, is a middle-aged man with a square face and a slight beard under the chin, hundreds of years have passed, there is no trace left on his body, the skin is ruddy, as if sleeping.

Taiyuan Shen's mind penetrated the air, and he sensed a cold breath on the corpse of this Xia King, which was endless, and it was very strange.

He stretched out his hand lightly, and a blue light palm print came out of his body, and he pressed it lightly on the chest and abdomen of the chivalrous king, and with a poof, the corpse spit out a divine object the size of a baby's fist, white mist and cold, but it was a divine object in the world, ice spirit!

As soon as the ice spirit left the body of the Xia King, there was a loud bang, and the originally lifelike corpse was like quicksand, turning into a cloud of ashes, piled up on the offering table.

Taiyuan shook his head lightly: "A generation of chivalrous kings, death is death, what's the use of keeping this corpse, if you don't grow the way of life, after all, it will be difficult to escape the polishing of the power of time." ”

The tone was desolate, like a ghost and god, rippling in this ancestral hall, and Taiyuan's figure had disappeared out of thin air.

Half an hour later, a servant of the Lu Mansion came to the ancestral hall to offer incense, and suddenly saw that on the offering table, where the Xia Wang Yuan was located, there was only a cloud of ashes left, and he was immediately shocked and screamed in shock, which immediately attracted the guards outside, and everyone looked at it and changed color.

Lu Mansion was in a hurry, and the news of the destruction of the corpse of the Xia Wang soon spread, and when Lu Yi arrived, he saw a scene in the ancestral hall, and his eyes were dark on the spot, and he was suffocated in his chest in one breath, fainted, and after a lot of nervousness, he finally came to his senses, and his face was gloomy and blue.

Others don't know, where does he Lu Yi still don't understand the reason, the corpse of his ancestor has not rotted for hundreds of years, the root cause is that the corpse contains the world's rare ice spirit, as long as there is this ice spirit in one day, the body of the ancestor will never decay, but now it has become like this, naturally there is only one explanation, that is, the ice spirit was stolen.

Thinking of this terrible result, Lu Yi had a tendency to go crazy, as soon as he calmed down a little, he immediately sent a lot of people, many subordinates, and even spread the word to the rivers and lakes, offering a reward for wanted, all kinds of means one after another, in order to find out the person who stole the ice spirit, and then kill it, in order to vent the hatred in his heart.

So the rivers and lakes were a sensation, although the Xia Wangfu has declined a little over the years, but the wealth is strong and powerful, and the network is broad, as soon as Lu Yi's order came out, half of the rivers and lakes were alarmed, and for a while, I don't know how many people in the rivers and lakes began to track down the whereabouts of the ice spirit.

It's a pity that all this is useless, what a means Taiyuan has, he entered the Xia Wang's Mansion and took out the ice spirit, he was simply unaware, how could the power of a Xia Wang's Mansion find the clues, there was not even the slightest news, and the whereabouts of the ice spirit were nowhere to be found, and it was difficult to find.

However, after this turmoil, many thieves and thieves in the rivers and lakes were unlucky, and everyone shouted and beat for a while, and many people died in the hands of others.

However, for these, Taiyuan has no mental understanding, he walks all the way, travels all over the world, and perceives natural creation, which can be said to be a thousand feet of red dust, and the leaves do not stick to the body, reaching a mysterious and mysterious realm.

Another day, there was a Taoist in Tsing Yi in front of the gate of Baijian Villa, this man had empty hands, light steps, and was still far away at the last moment, but he arrived in front of the villa in the blink of an eye.

"What kind of person, what's the matter with the Sword Worship Villa!"

In front of the gate of Baijian Villa, several Zhuang Ding guards were wearing strong suits, with blades at their waists, and their momentum was awe-inspiring.

"Poor Dao Taiyuan, come to worship the village, you go in and report. Taiyuan said lightly.

Several guards glanced at each other, their eyes were playful, Taiyuan Daoren, this name, is unknown in the rivers and lakes, and he has never heard of it at all, he is obviously not a big person, thinking of this, these guards have already made a decision in their hearts.

"What Taiyuan Dao people, I haven't heard of it, can anyone enter our Sword Worship Villa, acquaintances, hurry up and leave, otherwise we will drive people away!"

Someone sneered and said coldly.

Taiyuan shook his head, this Sword Worship Villa is no longer comparable to the past, it is still so big, it is really arrogant, no wonder it ended miserably, he didn't say more, took a step forward, there was a faint blue light in his eyes, and the guards felt a daze in front of them, the whole person was groggy and his eyes were dull.

Taiyuan is a god of success, condensing the original god, the mind moves, and the art of ecstasy is also captured, with the martial arts will of these mountain village guards, how can they resist! Naturally, he was hit in an instant.

He walked slowly and easily into the Baijian Villa.

When he met the people in the mountain villa along the way, he looked at them at a glance, and these people were all confused by him at a glance, and they didn't react at all.

Soon Taiyuan entered the depths of the villa, and from a distance, he heard the sound of shouting and practicing swords, so he walked over.

In a vacant land in the village, there are two people, one big and one small, practicing swords, one of them is middle-aged, his eyes are fierce, the sword aura around him is sharp, and he is angry, and he knows that he is not a good person by looking at his face, but his martial arts are okay, Taiyuan can see that his kung fu is not under the king of Nie Ren and the commander of the year.

The other is a young man, with blonde hair and a handsome face, but in his eyes, there is a pride in his eyes all the time, which makes people frown a little.

Sword Demon, Aotian! Taiyuan had these two names in his heart, and he already knew the identities of these two people.