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One finger seemed to be slow but fast, and it went straight to the forehead of the strange demon beast.

The eyes of the black beans that were constantly changing, gradually almost nothing, and finally disappeared into nothingness.

The wanton scream, the best of the best in this land fell down under his finger like this, and with the moment his body fell to the ground, the overwhelming scene rushed towards him like a rapidly rendered ink painting.

Tongqi, Qiqiqi is highly poisonous in life, and after death, it will turn into a dream, pointing directly to the heart of people. No one is exempt.

The fairy clouds are misty, the clouds and water are long causeways, and the Kunlun peaks are young at that time. At that time, it was a good year of youth!

The monks of the same generation are like the appearance of the Fuqing Ox, if it is not for the special taste, not many people will like it, such as Miao Wuhua is not shocked, the six roots are pure and almost boring, except for the older generation of monks, the young monks are also very boring.

And he, mixed with it, is exactly in response to the sentence: among the monks of the same generation, who are equal to his cultivation, are not as good as those born by him, and there are only a handful of Kunlun who are better than him, but none of them have such qualifications as him. The face is like the moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the color is like the flower of spring dawn, the temples are like a knife, the eyebrows are like ink paintings, the face is exquisite, and the eyes are like autumn waves. It also comes with an innate elegance and elegance. It can be imagined how energetic and energetic he was at that time.

Even though he was not a monk who was confined to the love between men and women, the vanity of youth was inevitable. At that time, Kunlun was up and down. How many male cultivators of the same generation are jealous and envious. How many female cultivators are timid.

It was the most glorious moment of his life, cultivating all the way to the clouds, and it seemed that there was no bottleneck, even in the entire cultivation world, he was also famous.

I still remember that he was a young man and shook Kunlun, whether it was the short-tempered Fuqing Niu or the expressionless Miao Wuhua all day long, it was just the late stage of foundation building. His cultivation was much faster than that of other monks of the same rank.

On that day, he still remembered that he had sneaked into the Mingwu Treasure Hall and found a strange volume of exercises and texts, and he was full of joy and did not care about himself, so he began to cultivate.

Cultivating that volume of exercises seemed to make him advance faster, and when he entered the early stage of the Yuan Infant, Fu Qingniu and the others were still hovering at the peak of the early stage of Jindan.

The speed of his cultivation shocked the entire cultivation realm, and Kunlun, who was famous for his "wealth and wealth" in the cultivation realm, was never short of geniuses. But such a genius among geniuses still shocked the entire Kunlun and the entire cultivation realm.

There was a lot of consternation in the cultivation world, everyone was in the Dao, and another immortal monk was about to be born.

Qualifications for a single Ice Spirit Root. Amazing talent, it seems like there is no reason to be amazed by everything. He was in the most glorious period of his life.

In the battle of Zhuxian, the cultivation of the early Yuan Infant ranked among the top ten, and at that time, the monks of his generation were only struggling at the peak of the middle stage of Jindan.

A monk who is good at divination even asserts: "In the future, the wounds of the Shenzhou wind and clouds must have a place for this son!"

Such a monk must be in the eyes of Kunlun many female cultivators, but how can he be proud of the female cultivators who are loyal to the love of men and women, Wu Sanfat's junior sister is one of the countless female cultivators who think they are not bad who have been rejected by him.

I still remember that day when I succeeded in advancing to the middle stage of the Yuan Infant, I was full of spirit and wanted to go out to practice. At this time, his cultivation had surpassed his own teacher, and his teacher's face was gray, clearly the end of Shouyuan's last year or two, and he was both pleased and worried about his "excellent" disciple.

A thousand instructions to be careful in everything.

He nodded in response, but was noncommittal in his heart. The teacher's face was lifeless, and he raised his hand, which was also the last time he wanted to pull his disciple's hand.

His heart softened, even if he was as proud as a peacock back then, he stretched out his hand, but when he saw the teacher who was still smiling comfortingly, his face changed dramatically in an instant: "Bai Ye, you, what kind of exercises have you cultivated?"

What kind of exercises have been cultivated? Xiao Baiye frowned, extremely puzzled.

"You try to reverse the meridians!" The solemn look on the teacher's face was something he had never seen before.

Xiao Baiye felt that his teacher was making a big fuss in his heart, but he also tried to reverse the meridians, and as soon as he was lucky, a heart-piercing pain struck, and he fainted.

When he woke up again, all he saw was the body of his mentor and a brief letter, in which he mentioned that the words were bloody, and the seven-foot man bowed his head and wept.

For example, the exercises he practiced on a whim have a big impact on the exercises he has practiced since he was a child, and the first practice may be beneficial, and the progress of cultivation is rapid, but it is tantamount to drinking a donkey to quench thirst, and when it reaches a certain stage, the meridians harden and cannot be stretched, and stone veins will be formed: they cannot draw qi into the body and cannot be cultivated.

The master still has a year or two of longevity, but in order to reduce his meridians, he transferred some of the exercises to his own body, and the main method of his master and apprentice's cultivation is the same, so it can naturally be measured, and the same situation that will occur in Xiao Baiye's body will also appear in him. Before he sat down, he left a bloody letter: telling him not to practice that kind of exercises.

One or two years of longevity, although Shizun has the will to die, but for him, Shizun still died because of himself. The door of the courtyard was wide open, and the monks in the Soul Cultivation Hall who had already learned that the master was in a broken row gathered outside the door.

Seeing him appear, Xiao Baiye nodded when he met the inquiring gaze of the previous head.

The teacher fell, and he fell because of himself. The teacher only has one or two years of life left, although it fell earlier than imagined, but it is not unusual, and everyone does not care.

He is not a person who is stuck in the quagmire of sorrow and cannot extricate himself, and continues to practice, even if he does not have that powerful and special exercise, he is still the first monk of his generation to enter the out-of-body monk, the first monk to enter the Tibetan God.

As one of the youngest great monks of the realm of Tibetan God in 10,000 years, his life seems to continue to be wonderful. entered the Tibetan God, traveled all over the world, and finally broke through the middle stage of the Tibetan God, and became the highest level of cultivation in the world at that time.

But his goal is not to be able to do it in the middle of the Tibetan God, but to ascend, although it is said that no one has ascended in the 50,000 years before and after the cultivation realm, and the road to heaven has long been closed, but he doesn't believe it, and always thinks that there is a way.

Entering the peak of the middle stage of the Tibetan God, everyone in the world is waiting for him to enter the late stage of the Tibetan God and become the real first person in the world, but unfortunately, when he tried to impact the late stage of the Tibetan God, he found that the spiritual power required to advance to the late stage of the Tibetan God is far from being comparable to the middle stage monks, which requires the meridians to shrink to the maximum, and then cultivate. It's a pity that even if the master saved him in time back then, the damage to him from the clash of exercises was beyond everyone's imagination, and it was far from being so simple to solve.

However, he was not afraid, he traveled all over the land of Shenzhou, and there were countless strange things in Shenzhou, and he thought that there was always a way to solve this hidden danger.

Kunlun has thousands of volumes in the sea and thousands of books in the Treasure Palace, and he still has no way, so he will set foot in Shenzhou! He Xiao Baiye has never been a person who is willing to admit defeat, so he has traveled for thousands of years......

But it was said that Jia Jia was frightened and hid in the chaotic world, and when he came back, he stretched out his hand and tore out a crack lightly, looking out, but seeing that the huge Tongqi demon beast had already fallen to the ground and turned into a corpse, although he was surprised in his heart, he could also guess that it was probably Xiao Baiye who made a move, and then the shield came out of the space.

It's just that it's true that he made a move, but the person who made the shot didn't seem to be much better than the same strange demon beast, standing in place, looking ahead with empty eyes, cold sweat on his forehead, his lips moving slightly, and he didn't know what he was talking about.

Jia Jia took a few steps closer and probed him with her divine sense, and then she showed surprise: it was actually a sleep.

Sleeping together is a state similar to falling asleep with your eyes open, and this state is very common after being hit by nightmares, and ordinary monks do not produce this state.

And Xiao Baiye, Jia Jia looked at the Tongqi demon beast that fell to the ground, most likely the Tongqi monster died at his hands, and Tongqi turned into a dream after his death, it seems that Xiao Baiye was mostly because Tongqi was tricked.

There are many strange things in the world. Tongqi's appearance is not at all similar to nightmares, but it is such a thing, which has the ability to turn dreams, and I have to say that it is a bit ridiculous.

Jia Jia pursed her lips, turned her eyes to Xiao Baiye's direction, and saw that he looked frightened, cold sweat was dripping, as if he had a nightmare, and she couldn't help but feel more novel: in her impression, Xiao Baiye seemed to have always been faint, and the word "afraid" seemed to be insulated from Xiao Baiye in Jia Jia's opinion.

But right now, if he is a monk, he must have weaknesses, and even Xiao Baiye is no exception.

Jia Jia dragged her cheeks, found a boulder on the side, and sat down on it. Waiting for Xiao Baiye boredly, he pricked up his ears by the way, and after hearing a few bitterly suppressed "impossible", Xiao Baiye woke up suddenly.

Jia Jia saw that he had regained his senses, and before she got up, she saw him shake his head sharply to look at her.

Jia Jia was taken aback by his move, opened her mouth, and was about to speak, but heard Xiao Baiye snort coldly: "Let's go!"

didn't say a word about what she said before, in fact, she only heard a few words of "impossible", but I'm afraid that some monks in the cultivation world are all soldiers, but it is inevitable that there will be a mouthful, Xiao Baiye is chic, and he doesn't say a word.

Jia Jia followed behind Xiao Baiye, and when she saw that there was nothing unusual about him, she put her mind at ease, and this trip took three days of walking before stopping. (To be continued......)