Chang'an didn't know what level of difficulties others faced when they advanced to Yuanying, but he knew that if he wanted to advance to Yuanying, the effort he would have to make was far more difficult than he imagined. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Before, he was going to break through the pills taken by Yuan Ying, but he was almost exhausted, and there were two psychic pills left that increased the chance of getting a baby, but Chang'an understood that even if he swallowed these two psychic pills, there was still no reaction, it seemed that in the dark, his fate was in the late stage of Jindan, or that he, the height of cultivation, the end of his journey, was the late stage of Jindan.

He has analyzed and pondered countless times, what is the difference between Jin Dan and Yuan Ying, or in other words, if he wants to break through Yuan Ying, in addition to the assistance of the pill, what is really needed, the difficulties that can be seen, he is not afraid, what he is afraid of is the difficulties that cannot be seen.

If he wakes up, Chang'an can ask directly, but now the Yuanying of his friend, except for Wu Pengjing, there seems to be no one else, but after Wu Pengjing left from the place where Xuyang was buried, he went to Dongzhou, even if Wu Pengjing was deeply affectionate and would rush to help him, but Chang'an could not let the other party come all the way to help him break through Yuanying.

After all, the matter of getting married is his own business, and the ancient blood obtained by Wu Pengjing may be in retreat somewhere, and it may not be possible to break through the Rongtian Period, so there seems to be no other way than relying on himself at the moment.

Chang'an had also decided before that if he really couldn't break through the Yuan Baby, he could only risk his life to cultivate the Rising Sun Brahma Record, and absorb the spirit of the Burning Sun with the help of the Rising Sun Brahma Record to break through the Yuan Baby, but the problem is that he who cultivated in Jindan, let alone the scorching temperature of the Burning Sun, even if he succeeded in absorbing it, he would instantly set himself on fire, and he would not even have a chance to resist, so he was turned into black ashes by the Rising Sun.

Under the flickering of his eyes, his face immediately became gloomy, Yuan Ying he must break through, no matter what method he uses, because as long as he breaks through, he will have the confidence to take revenge, and he will have the confidence to step out of his own path on this ruthless avenue.

In the place where Xuyang was buried, in addition to obtaining the inheritance of Xuyang, he did not get any elixir that could break through the Yuanying in one fell swoop, and even in the inheritance picture, he did not see how Xuyang broke through the Yuanying and what methods were used, and the assistance of some external forces did not seem to have much effect in Chang'an's eyes now.

His eyes flashed continuously, and his eyes suddenly lit up, but they instantly dimmed again.

"Jiuxuan Zhenzun Three Divine Powers, although it is a natal exercise, but if you continue to practice now, I am afraid that it will be more difficult to get a baby, and now there are five golden pills in the body, which is at least five times more difficult than ordinary golden pills to break through the yuan baby, if you still cultivate, then if you want to get a baby, I am afraid that it will be hopeless in this life..."

After being silent for a long time, Chang An shook his head, sighed, reached into the storage bag, grabbed out hundreds of spirit stones, put them around the residence order, and continued to analyze, he always felt that to break through the Yuan Infant, there seemed to be a key place that he had ignored, but no matter how he looked for it, he couldn't catch the inexplicable, but it made his heart beat faster.

Two months have passed in the blink of an eye, opening his tired eyes, Chang'an took a deep breath, stepped off the wooden bed, pushed the door and left, and walked towards the center of Yangxi City.

Frowning, he was still thinking about how to break through the Yuan Infant, because only by breaking through the Yuan Infant could he return to his hometown of Shiguo, and only by breaking through the Yuan Infant could he cultivate the Rising Sun Brahma Record, and only by breaking through the Yuan Infant could he truly step into the Great Dao.

In the past two months, Chang'an has thought of all the methods he can think of, and he has experimented with all the objects that can be experimented, even Suo Yuan in the Thousand Souls Pan has not let go, it can be said that he has broken through the Yuan Baby, and during this time, he has been stunned.

Even he was whimsical, pinning his Yuan Shen soul on Suo Yuan, with the help of Suo Yuan's Yuan Ying breath as an introduction, so that he could sense the real gap between Yuan Shen and Jindan, what is the difference between what the two different realms see, think, and sense, but unfortunately, failed, Suo Yuan had nothing to do, but he was tortured by half a month.

Although it is not fatal, it makes Chang'an almost enter the edge of the storm, the more anxious, the more he wants to break through, the more difficulties, the more he tries to find a way to solve it, but unfortunately, breaking through the realm is simply a natural enemy for monks, there are many methods, but in the face of the invisible chasm, it still has no effect.

Even because of this incident, Chang'an almost went mad, if it weren't for the only reason left in his heart in the end, I am afraid that he would be seriously injured because of this, causing the realm to slip, and even more seriously, it could even kill him and make him crazy.

It seems that he has accepted his fate, and he seems to be tired, after a year of retreat, he has found nothing, and he can't help but temporarily give up the plan to break through the Yuanying, and with the lingering clouds in his heart, he left the wooden house and planned to go around Yangxi City.

The closer he gets to Yangxi City, the more lively it is, in fact, Chang'an used to like it very much, and there were many people there, but since the Qingxiao Sect was destroyed, the change in personality caused him to have to be cautious everywhere, even if he saw a lot of people, he was not as excited as he was when he was a teenager, and wanted to do something eye-catching, maybe, this is... Grow... Mature put.

The center of Yangxi City is very large, overlooking it, the layer by layer circular streets, the Yang family where the center is located, and the Yangxi Mountain behind the Yang family, inside and outside, wrapped layer by layer, it may be precisely because Yangxi City is a monk city, but there is no such hustle and bustle as a secular city, and there are also some people who have advanced cultivation in the crowd of people who come and go.

It may be based on this that some people with arrogant personalities do things arrogantly, and they don't dare to make mistakes, and Chang'an, who is thinking with his head down, even if he is accidentally touched, he continues to walk absent-mindedly, and his spiritual sense has reached such a point that he can feel everything around him without his eyes.

Not to mention that someone stepped on him, even if he touched it, it was extremely difficult, but the person who met Chang'an, not only did not apologize, but laughed, Chang'an, who didn't care about it, continued to walk forward aimlessly, who knew that the person who touched him, after laughing, not only did not leave, but chased after him.

"This little friend, the old man sees that you are preoccupied, didn't you encounter any difficulties?"

Chang An didn't bother with the rest, didn't reply, didn't look up, continued to think, and walked forward.

When the man saw this, he didn't care, he took down the gourd tied with a red rope from his waist, pulled out the stopper, and suddenly a light fragrance spread, attracting the surrounding crowd to smell it subconsciously, but this light taste of wine made Chang'an's pupils shrink sharply, pause, and immediately look over.

When he saw the unkempt old man with the wine jug in his hand, his face changed immediately, and he found that his spiritual sense fell on the other party, and there was no reaction, as if the old man in front of him was not a monk at all, but a mortal.

But if it is really a secular mortal, how could this old man bump into himself when he subconsciously dodged, this point, let alone a secular mortal, even if it is the existence of the Jindan period, it is impossible to do it, and what surprised Chang'an the most is that in the wine pot in the old man's hand, the taste of wine makes Chang'an extremely familiar.

Seeing that Chang'an finally turned around, the old man glanced at it with a smile, then took a small sip, squinted his eyes, and said proudly: "This wine, I exchanged it for a lot of treasures, the taste smells fresh, but the entrance is mellow, after spreading out in the belly, the strength is enough to withstand many spirits of the family..."

Chang'an's face was as usual, but his heart was full of turbulence, originally he thought that although the taste of this wine was somewhat similar to the wine he thought in his memory, he was not convinced, but when the voice of this bad old man wearing a linen dress and hanging many bottles and cans on his waist fell, Chang'an was already able to confirm the origin of this wine.

Looking at the well-disguised consternation in Chang'an's eyes, the old man smiled obscenely, carefully covered the wine lid, tied it to his waist and patted it, and after looking up, he suddenly smiled weirdly.

"Decades ago, the Qingxiao Sect of Shiguo, overnight, created people and destroyed the sect, the whole sect, nearly 10,000 disciples, died, wounded, escaped, as the founder of the Qingxiao Sect, the person who ended up with the self-detonation of Jindan, it is a pity..."

This self-talking voice fell on Chang'an's heart, which suddenly made Chang'an's face gloomy, and the cold light in his eyes suddenly appeared, not only did not make the old man feel a little strange, but made the old man's laughter even louder, that scene, just like the old man was really a secular mortal, and he couldn't sense the strong killing intent in Chang'an's heart.

And the things that the old man said in his words did not cause the crowd to come and go, but the laughter made many people look over, and when they saw the old man's clothes and dirty appearance, they all showed disgust, and subconsciously grinned at their feet.

"Who are you?..."

Listening to the cold voice that also fell on his heart, after the old man's laughter disappeared, he continued: "Unexpectedly, here, after meeting the old man, it is really a surprise..."

"Old man!" Chang An raised his eyebrows, his face became even more gloomy, and under the operation of spiritual power, he secretly communicated with the Thousand Soul Pan, if he found anything wrong, he would act immediately, and he would not hesitate.

"Does it matter who I am? The old man asks you, you can make the wine in my hand?"

Chang An gritted his teeth, and he couldn't figure out in his heart whether this old man was an enemy or a friend, and how powerful his cultivation was, but one thing he could confirm was that the cultivation of the old man in front of him had reached the point where he couldn't see through the strength of his spiritual consciousness in the Heaven Melting Period.

Thinking of this, Chang'an took a deep breath, suppressed the turmoil in his heart, and exhaled "No!" in a cold voice.

"It seems that Xiaoyou is not a disciple of the North Peak of Qingxiao Sect, I think back then, the old man came to Qingxiao Sect by chance, tasted the North Peak Jiuzhai, brewed Jiuzhai wine, that is a forgetfulness, now I drink it, Jiuzhai is still Jiuzhai, but there is no refreshment of the year, only bitterness and sadness..."