The majestic peaks are connected one after another, the highest mountain, the top is almost invisible, there is the momentum of reaching the sky, holding the sun in the hand, the trees are dense, the birds and beasts are flying in the jungle, and some streams are scattered on the land of the great wilderness. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A truly powerful monk can travel thousands of miles, a journey that can be thousands of miles in a day and night.

At the beginning of the practice, the aura and blood of heaven and earth are dissolved, so that the monk's own flesh and blood are churning and surging like a big wave, strengthening the body and strengthening the spirit.

Cultivate the next realm, called the "Divine Mansion" realm.

Use the aura of heaven and earth to open up a divine mansion at the beginning of the monk's dantian, connecting the limbs and the whole body, at this time, the qi and blood of the whole body flow through the divine mansion, and the spiritual energy is slowly stored in the divine mansion, and when the battle is fought, the divine mansion spews spiritual qi to accelerate blood circulation, and at this time the monk will become more powerful than the realm of hemolysis.

From the time his "innate body" was formed, he became a monk at the peak of the realm of hemolysis, and the power of qi and blood was close to that of the ancient giant beast cub.

Ordinary people who have cultivated to the peak of the Hemolysis Realm are only stronger than tigers and leopards, because their blood cannot be integrated with more aura.

And the stronger the bloodline, the tougher the body, the more aura it can hold, the old man has used various medicinal baths to build the foundation for Yang Sheng since he was seven years old, coupled with the strength of Yang Sheng's own silver blood, and finally cultivated into the most powerful physique that human monks have reached in the realm of hemolysis, the innate body.

Cultivated into an innate body, the aura contained by qi and blood will be comparable to the cubs of those powerful giant beasts in ancient times, and it is also a realm of hemolysis, others can only fight tigers and leopards, and Yang Sheng's strength is enough to move a small mountain.

"The more solid the foundation, the better it will be for future practice. The old man instructed Yang Shengdao and told him that he must cultivate each realm to the strongest and most complete point in order to break through, otherwise it will be more difficult to break through in the future because of the unstable foundation.

The same is true for the realm of the Divine Mansion, it took Yang Sheng three years to open up the most powerful Divine Mansion, and only entered the higher realm a few days ago.

After the Divine Mansion, there is Jindan.

The realm of Jindan is to turn the aura in the Divine Mansion into a body of supernatural Jindan, and when you reach this realm, you can truly cast supernatural spells, breathe fire and spitt electricity, travel thousands of miles, fly in the air, and live a long life......

The most powerful Jindan monk can cultivate to nine Jindan, the number of nine extremes, of course, even if he only cultivates one Jindan to the point of perfection, he can also break through to the next great realm.

However, most monks will cultivate the golden pill until they really can't continue to cultivate, and then they will try to break through to the next realm.

Breaking through with the realm of "Yidan" is really too weak, and even if it breaks through, it will be ravaged by the powerful Jindan monks.

But the golden pill is too difficult to cultivate, every time you cultivate one more golden pill, the cultivation of the next golden pill will become more difficult, and the real "Nine Pills" golden pill monks have not appeared much in history.

Some monks stubbornly wanted to cultivate more golden pills, causing their longevity to run out and fail to break through to the next realm.

What Yang Sheng is cultivating now is the "Golden Pill".

In his body, the vast Divine Mansion was as infinite as the starry sky, wisps of pure heaven and earth aura slowly fluttered in the Divine Mansion, and in the center of the Divine Mansion, a golden bead was like a star in the night sky, exuding dazzling brilliance.

The golden beads continue to inhale and then spit out pure aura, and only the aura purified by the golden pill can show a supernatural rune and exert true supernatural power.

Yang Sheng's Divine Mansion is as huge as a brand-new world, this is the result of Yang Sheng's three years, it took three years, he constantly bombarded with silver blood with the aura of heaven and earth, rolling all over the ground in pain again and again, sweating again and again, and the green tendons on his forehead protruded, before he cultivated the most powerful Divine Mansion.

Therefore, his Jin Dan also has the best growth environment, the rich heaven and earth aura is churning in the Divine Mansion, and the Jin Dan has also become so powerful in a short time under the nourishment of the heaven and earth aura, and the efforts of the previous realm will make the cultivation of the next realm easier.

It had only been a month since he had cultivated the Golden Pill, but his Golden Pill was as powerful as those monks who had been cultivating for a few years.

This made Yang Sheng's supernatural powers very powerful, and the old man passed down many of his supernatural powers, each of which was composed of countless runes, but Yang Sheng's qualifications were intelligent, and his silver blood made him extremely talented, and it only took him a month to master many supernatural powers.

The old man once sighed at Yang Sheng's talent, and said that it would take at least a few months for every ordinary monk to fully master the magical powers he had granted, but Yang Sheng had mastered them all in just one month.

In the dark night, the young man in black pierced the night sky at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, and moved towards the depths of the mountain at great speed.

In fact, even without the Black Eagle, Yang Sheng could fly in the air, and the supernatural power "Divine Technique" allowed him to leave the shackles of the earth, and the Jindan and the Divine Mansion were the transformation of mortals and immortals.

I don't know how long it has been flying, but the moon has completely emerged from behind the clouds, and a faint light illuminates this dark earth.

Yang Sheng felt that he had approached the ruins of the Eastern Emperor's main hall, and countless powerful auras gathered in the distance, and the powerful desolate beasts trembled and prostrated on the ground, frightened by the breath of the Eastern Emperor Divine Bell, and their limbs were weak.

Soon, Yang Sheng arrived at the Eastern Emperor Ruins.

Seeing the terrifying scene in front of him, Yang Sheng was completely shocked.

The ruins of the Eastern Emperor have not really been born, but the huge relics are as continuous as the mountains of the Great Wilderness, and the glorious palaces are as continuous as the mountains, and there is no dark feeling at all at this night, and the dazzling brilliance is constantly circulating.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of huge palaces were connected together, crushing mountains and forests, standing on the earth, the earth was still trembling, the rubble was scattered on the ground, and there were palaces in the distance as if they were about to grow from the earth.

The Eastern Emperor was the last Immortal Emperor three thousand years ago, what was the Immortal Emperor? It was the most powerful man in an era, who was feared by the whole world, accepted the worship of all races, and all life was subordinated to him.

After becoming emperor, the Eastern Emperor founded the Eighteen Halls of the Eastern Emperor and ruled the entire world.

It is better to be famous than to meet, now the main hall of the East Emperor was born, people know how amazing the wealth of the Immortal Emperor is, the palaces are splendid, composed of many precious stones, there are all kinds of scarce gem inlays, and I don't know what kind of treasures are in the palace.

Many monks around looked at this palace in amazement, and some monks couldn't resist the greed in their hearts and wanted to enter with weapons, but they were turned into nothingness in the blink of an eye by the terrifying divine radiance, which made all the monks shy away and looked at the main hall of the East Emperor in horror.

This glorious palace seems to be shrouded in a wonderful array, and when the great array is there, no one can enter the palace of the Eastern Emperor.

"Why can't you go in? Do you want me to wait and look at such a treasure?" said the monk.

"What are you anxious about? The Donghuang Ruins were deduced by the big people of the Tianji Building, and the secret change of the Heavenly Machines led to the sudden birth of the Donghuang Ruins, and if you want the treasures inside, you can't be in a hurry now, naturally there will be big people from the Great Sect to crack it, and we will all have a piece of the pie at that time. Someone explained.

A burly middle-aged man carrying a huge hammer sneered: "No Great Sect dares to monopolize the treasures of the Eastern Emperor's relics, and the treasures here are shared by the people of the Eastern Wilderness. ”

"The big array from three thousand years ago, even if it was laid by the Immortal Emperor, under the blowing of time, it will become sparse and ordinary, and there is no need to wait for any big people to crack the formation, I am enough. Suddenly, an old voice rang out.

I saw a rickety old man slowly come out of the darkness and come to the dazzling palace, he was on a slender cane, like a bamboo, crooked, as if it would break at any moment.

"He is a bamboo curtain layman, a reclusive formation master, but he didn't expect to be attracted by the ruins of the Eastern Emperor. A monk discussed softly.

"What? This is a big devil a hundred years ago, once because someone annoyed him, he laid down a peerless array and wiped out a town in an instant, killing an unknown number of innocent lives in his hands, obviously a devil, but he called himself a bamboo curtain layman. A middle-aged monk in black exclaimed.

The rickety body turned its head suddenly, and a gloomy old face laughed, the laughter was sharp and ugly, and with his wrinkled old face, it looked extremely penetrating.

The middle-aged monk in black hurriedly closed his mouth, fearing that he would cause murder, and disappeared in the darkness.

The old man holding the bamboo slowly took out the golden rune paper, the crumpled rune paper slowly floated in the air under the support of his aura, and the old man suddenly inserted the bamboo into the land in front of him, chanting an obscure and incomprehensible incantation in his mouth.

I saw that the golden crumpled rune paper was like a long dragon dancing in the air, along a certain trajectory, and one by one it was pasted on the large array of light that appeared in the palace.

"The Great Array of 3,000 years ago, time has swallowed up your power, and now you don't even have all the runes, disperse!" the old man shouted softly, mysterious runes ejected in the air, and the golden rune paper emitted a blazing light, as if it was about to disintegrate the light mask.

The process of decomposition was very smooth, and the golden rune paper kept weakening the light mask of the large array, and when he was about to open the light mask, the old man showed a penetrating smile.

But suddenly, in the light mask, the big hands of several people who had been golden suddenly poked out, and the terrifying aura fluctuations hung down the golden rune paper from the large array of light masks one by one, and were torn and shattered, and the big golden hands then grabbed the rickety old man.

The emaciated body was caught in the air, and the old man let out a desperate roar: "No!!"

Hearing only a "bang", bright red blood burst out of the air in all directions, and the rickety's body was crushed by the golden hand, and the blood stained the light mask of the large array, making the large array even more weird and terrifying.

"This ......" The monks around him were in an uproar, and the formation master Bamboo Curtain Layman, whose reputation had been resounding a hundred years ago, actually ended up like this, and the powerful cultivator couldn't even escape in front of the big array.

The monk who was originally about to make a move also stopped, the fear on the old man's face before he died was deeply imprinted in everyone's heart, no one dared to make a move anymore, and now he could only rely on the formation masters of those powerful sect countries to think of a way.