The sunrise in the east mountain, sprinkling a bright glow, so that the whole mountain forest is covered with a layer of glow. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The horror of last night has passed, but even if the sun is high now, it can't dispel the horror in the hearts of the three of them.

Legend has it that the people who have been seen by the coffin puller, none of them will get a good death, and they will die very miserably in the end, she has taken countless lives from the mythological era to the present, like a messenger of death, so that countless people are afraid.

Ye Qingguan was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain at this time, with gold and black jade in his mouth, and the arm of ginseng was also in his mouth, although it was only two or three inches long, it contained an ocean-like divine power, as crystal as jade.

Xuan Gong operated, and the sound of the river rushing came from his body, which was the internal force in the mighty, after a night of spitting, Jin Wuyu plus ginseng, his stubborn illness has been controlled, and it is much better, now if you use the ancient sword, at least it will not be as unbearable as before.

In addition, his skill has also improved a lot, the effect of three hundred years of ginseng is really extraordinary, he is ready to use this to break through one layer, and he can better control the ancient sword.

The practice he practiced is called "The Emperor's Divine Court", there are nine floors, each floor is a heavy building, starting from the Shenque, passing through the Yuanfu Jiang Palace, and finally reaching the Zhihai Mud Pill Palace, based on the three dantians of the human body, piling up a divine court.

The internal force is surging in the body, surging in the gods, like a fountain gushing out, leading straight to the Jiang Palace, and two pavilions have been piled up here, that is to say, Ye Qingguan's current cultivation is a five-story building, and he wants to take this opportunity to break through to the six-story building, so that the Jiang Palace is complete, and look up at the mud pills.

Whoa!

The sound of gurgling water came out, and the condensation of Ye Qingguan's internal force surprised the sword blind man, especially the brilliant general trend that came out of the flow, like the emperor's dragon qi, shocking people's hearts, and the exercises he practiced were absolutely extraordinary.

"You are about the same age as him, how can you be so poor in cultivation? It's also a shame that your master is a white-clothed Mulang, if this spreads, won't you be laughed to death by the world!" The sword blind man counted Su Xiaobai mercilessly, making Su Xiaobai's face flush and embarrassed.

He was also very envious of Ye Qingguan saying that cultivation could enter the state of concentration, and he also tried, but he couldn't sit still after sitting for a while, and his mind was always not on cultivation.

Seeing Ye Qingguan working so hard, thinking about the way he protected him in front of him yesterday, Su Xiaobai's face turned even more embarrassed, and after a dry howl, he sat on the ground and cultivated, but only after a while, when the little snow lion ran over, he ran again, leaving the sword blind man standing there with a sigh.

Whew!

The ancient sword was placed horizontally on his legs, and it seemed to be angry at this time, and it was rhythmic with Ye Qingguan's breathing, and white qi was spit out from Ye Qingguan's mouth and nose, blended into the ancient sword, and after refining it, it floated out again, becoming more condensed and stronger, and was sucked into Ye Qingguan's body, and so on, endlessly.

In a trance, his upper body turned into a majestic palace, rising from the Shenque, passing through the Yuanfu Jiang Palace, the ninth layer almost broke out of the heavenly spirit cover, and connected with heaven and earth.

And he himself has become the god of the palace, sitting in it, like an emperor in charge of the world, majestic and majestic, not angry and self-majestic.

The ancient sword roared, and the faint sound of a dragon's groan came out, which coincided with his Xuan Gong, making the internal force in his body more and more flexible.

Bang!

His body shook violently, and the internal force contained in the divine que erupted like a volcano, rushing straight to the Jiang Palace, crossing the five-story building, and accumulating in the sixth layer, Ye Qingguan's spirit and spirit were one, experiencing the various mysteries of Xuangong, the body and mind were ethereal, and the whole person was one with heaven and earth, incarnated into a palace, standing between heaven and earth, immortal.

The sword blind man sensed Ye Qingguan's cultivation state, and was amazed, such a mysterious technique was much more advanced than his, which made him extremely envious.

However, he also got two ginseng whiskers, and his skills have increased a little, and he is already very satisfied.

The ginseng arm dissolved in his mouth, and the gentle and majestic medicinal power dissolved from his chest and abdomen, rushing to the limbs and bones, washing every inch of muscles and bones, every inch of flesh and blood, making his whole body exude a radiant light, looking from a distance, like a god, indescribably amazing.

While!

The five-story building shook violently, and there was a sound of a bell ringing like Huang Zhong Dalu, which made Ye Qingguan's whole body tremble, and his flesh and bones were all moving with the rhythm, crackling non-stop.

"The method of refining the body?!" The sword blind man heard the voice, and the surprise in his heart was even greater, he had never seen such an exercise, and he actually cultivated both inside and outside, which could not only temper internal strength, but also forge the physical body.

Every inch of Ye Qingguan's flesh and blood was glowing, facing the brilliance of the rising sun, like a legendary qi refiner, swallowing xia and eating qi, replenishing his body with the essence of heaven and earth, and winning the realm of immortality.

While!

Another bell rang, Ye Qingguan's limbs stretched, and the sixth floor slowly took shape in the Jiang Palace, concise and real, so that Su Xiaobai, who had returned, sighed for a while, and even wanted to stretch out his hand to touch it, but he was afraid that Ye Qingguan would go crazy because of this, so he could only suppress the curiosity in his heart.

When the building shook for the sixth time, the six-story building of "The Emperor's Divine Court" was finally piled up, like a ladder to the sky, one after another, trying to break out of the restrictions of the human body, flying out of the heavenly spirit cover and merging with the sky.

Call!

Ye Qingguan exhaled a breath of white gas, like a dragon and a snake, circled around the ancient sword, and was sucked into his body again, so that after a complete Zhou Tian cycle, Ye Qingguan opened his eyes, as if he had hit two cold lightning in the void, and felt that his body was unprecedentedly full, and his body, which was originally a little emaciated, was also a lot stronger, and he could hardly feel the stubborn disease.

This result gave him information, now that the palace is complete, looking up to the mud pill, his cultivation has made great progress again, which makes him a lot more confident, and it should be a lot easier to face all kinds of strong enemies in the future.

"Brother Ye, you have become a lot stronger again!" Su Xiaobai said a little sourly.

Ye Qingguan looked at him and said with a smile: "If you let you cultivate, you don't cultivate, or follow me in the future, and you will cultivate when I cultivate." ”

Su Xiaobai shook his head suddenly: "Then you might as well kill me, you spend most of your day cultivating, I don't dare to compare with you." ”

The sword blind man Heng Tie snorted, his mind was simple, this is a typical pure heart, the spiritual platform is as clear as a mirror, this kind of heart is the most suitable for cultivation, if he puts in the same effort as Ye Qingguan, now at least it will not be much worse than Ye Qingguan.

"But if you get stronger, it will be easier for me, anyway, I have made up my mind to follow you. Su Xiaobai looked like a scoundrel, roaming the rivers and lakes, with masters like Ye Qingguan and the sword blind man around him, what else to worry about.

Ye Qingguan said angrily: "Can you be a little promising, really think of yourself as a little white face?"

Su Xiaobai snorted a few times, looking like I am a little white face, you have the ability to be a little white face, which made Ye Qingguan completely speechless.

"Senior, how about a comparison?" Ye Qingguan turned his head to look at the blind man with the sword, his eyes were burning with fighting intent, and he was eager to try, which made Su Xiaobai roll his eyes for a while, every day in addition to spitting is practicing swords, he really wanted to say, do you dare to change the trick?