Life and death, many people will have their own opinions, recalling the pavilions and flowers, it is expected that no one will want to die, after all, ants are still stealing life.

However, there is too much helplessness and uncertainty in the world, and it is expected that there is a thought difference, disaster falls from the sky, or a hundred ghosts walk at night, and disasters are born, all of which are time and fate.

Jing Yun saw the medicinal power of the three-leaf heart lotus, surging every inch of flesh and skin, pouring through the whole body, because of the difference of one thought, coupled with the lack of careful consideration, the upper body was ignited, which can be described as a chess trick, and the whole game was lost.

He calmly glanced at the jade bi around his neck and sighed in his heart.

Now everything that can be done is basically done, and the Heavenly Wall of Qiqi Town is not something he can urge, and at this critical moment, there is still no movement in this thing.

From this point of view, even if the ancient artifact is close to you, and one day it will be extremely lucky, it may not be able to help, and everything has to rely on your own strength.

After all, foreign things are foreign things, and we must not rely on them for everything.

After a breath, the heart of the fetus will become, from then on, he can be regarded as stepping into the realm of self-cultivation, since then there is no limit to the two extremes, it can be said that the sky is high and the birds fly, and the sea is wide when the fish jumps.

However, what makes people feel helpless is that this breath of advanced self-cultivation realm will break their hearts and explode to death in the next moment.

Judging from the current majestic medicinal power, if the body dies, it will really disappear without a trace.

Jing Yun smiled self-deprecatingly, enjoying the long-awaited wish finally coming true, and said in his heart, although there were too many regrets and incomprehensions, he had finally experienced the power of self-cultivation before he died, even if it was just a breath, it could be regarded as a comfort.

One breath is enough time for a cultivator to think about it countless times, and it can be said that it is not long, but it is not short.

Just as he silently waited for death to strike, a mutation struck.

I saw that the incomparably majestic three-color medicinal power formed a stream of desolation, rampaging through Jingyun's limbs and eight veins, and a few streams also poured into the vicinity of the dantian yuan tire, impacting it over and over again.

Although the dantian primordial fetus has been cultivated to the realm of the Great Perfection, all the spiritual power gathered in it has been condensed into a real fetus, and the entire mixed yuan is naturally formed, and there is no possibility of being enriched.

However, there was something inside, but it suddenly woke up like a beast of the wilderness, exuding an incomparable oppressive force, and emitting a clear sound that resounded through the heavens and the earth.

This sound started from Jingyun Dantian Yuan's womb, and suddenly reverberated in the belly of Xuanshan, like the words of the Great Dao, straight into the sky, turning into a sword-shaped sound wave, and the stars in the shaking sky seemed to be dimmed, and even time stopped for a moment.

This sword is huge, the hilt touches the ground, the tip of the sword reaches the sky, it is unruly, full of endless domineering, as if to pierce the universe and recreate the merits.

This sword comes out, and there is no sword in the world.

At this moment, in the south of the Panlong Mountain Range, which was tens of thousands of miles away, a dazzling red light suddenly rose from the ground, instantly penetrating the heavens and the earth, and then an extremely loud humming sound mixed with supreme ferocity, as if not admitting defeat, echoed in the endless night sky.

If you listen carefully, there seems to be a hint of unwillingness, a hint of timidity, and a hint of fear in this buzzing sound.

Immediately after that, the entire Xuan Domain, whether it was a magic weapon or an iron sword, all the swords and weapons emitted a low sound on their own, as if a people were worshipping their king, which was very strange.

For a time, the sword roared in the world, and ten thousand swords bowed their heads.

On a snowhill somewhere in the snowy fields of the extreme north, there stood a woman with a white coat, but she couldn't hide her graceful figure, with a thin veil on her face, and a young man in a black robe with a cold expression, the two of them were Qian Zhifu and the young man surnamed Ye, but I don't know why she appeared here when she was originally in Xuanshan with Jingyun.

"The sword roared to the ground, the sword shape entered the sky, and the distance should be out of the Yin Sea. Qian Zhifu looked thoughtfully at the sword in the distance through the sky, and lightly opened his lips.

The young man surnamed Ye also looked into the distance and said lightly: "Looking at its potential, it should be the treasure of the world." ”

"The southern rainbow moves, showing its anger, it should be the supreme fierce sword, looking at its meaning, it is really a bit strong outside, which shows the domineering of the sword of the Yin Sea. Qian Zhifu glanced down at the trembling and wailing paintbrush sword in his hand, and did not hide the shock in his eyes.

"It's a pity that no matter how good the treasure is, no one can get it. The young man surnamed Ye quietly looked into the distance and sighed.

A hint of anticipation flashed in Qian Zhifu's beautiful eyes, and there was a faint guess in her heart, and she nodded lightly.

Somewhere in the mountains, where the trees are green and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, a monk in a white robe and linen clothes is peeking at the wonders, listening to the strange sounds, clasping his hands together, and slowly saying: "Amitabha, there are two of the three pre-orders, the chess game has been completed, and it cannot be changed, good, good." ”

Shangqing Sect, Moon Lookout.

The head of the Shangqing Sect quietly looked at the starry sky in the distance, and said lightly: "Since ancient times, the body of the two poles has been destroyed, why do you conclude that this son can become a situation in the sky?"

"Hehe, although nine is the extreme, but ten is perfect, the rules of this world, the law is enlightened, the extreme is weak, the ultimate is dead, in fact, its peak is hidden in a line of possibilities, if it can be used as much as possible, it can be a game. At this time, a man wearing a Confucian robe with elegant eyebrows appeared out of thin air beside the head of the Shangqing Sect and smiled.

"Everyone knows about this, but when life and death are found, there is a glimmer of life, and the difficulties are like looking for a needle in a haystack, is it inappropriate to put a heavy focus on this son?"

"I've been planning for this for too long, and now it's up to him to take care of everything in the future. The man in the Confucian robe looked gloomy, some memories flashed in his eyes, and he sighed with emotion.

"You have set up such a chess game, who do you want to lead to the son?" the head of the Shangqing Sect then asked.

"Who is the son?" hehe, who do you think this son can hold?" the man in the Confucian robe smiled and asked rhetorically.

"With the sky as the plate and the son as the son, if it grows up, will it backfire against its master?" the head of the Shangqing Sect sighed and asked instead of answering.

"The sword has two edges, people have two sides, and the most difficult thing in the world to grasp is the human heart. However, I am not its master, so why should I fear its backlash? The man in the Confucian robe raised his eyebrows, his hands behind his back, and he looked confident.

"Having said that, there were three pre-orders for the immortals of the heavenly arithmetic back then, hidden in the divine arithmetic clan, and now their clan is hidden at the top of the hope, even you and I can't see it, what is this third pre-prediction, the world doesn't know, I'm afraid... After thinking about it, the head of the Shangqing Sect was still a little worried, but the strange thing was that he did not call himself this seat, but called me.

"Two of the three pre-orders have been made, and as for the last one... I'm afraid that if I can go to the top of hope, I can't know. The man in the Confucian robe frowned slightly and paused.

"Why?"

"Because of this, I have been at the Huangquan crossing. ”

"You mean, on the back of the Soul Suppression Stone Carving?"

"Yes and no. ”

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