Chapter Seventy-Three: Enlightenment
Qinghu is no more, as Qi Tian continues to kill Taoist priests, blood stains Qinghu.
The blood-colored sky, the thunder roared, and he never dared to gather the thunderclouds, the ancestor of a group, majestic Ruosi, can also shock the heavens after death.
On the bluestone, Qi Tian pointed like a sword, and the Taoist butcher was like a dog, dividing the corpse into pieces and sprinkling hundreds of thousands.
He can't be allowed to go on like this anymore, otherwise in this Qingzu grave, the innate Dao body will also be wiped out!
In an instant, the phoenix ancestor turned into a red divine light and rushed to the bluestone, it opened its mouth and spit out a golden gossip, this gossip has no hexagram pattern, but there are eight strange beasts sitting in all directions, and the divine horse is incomparable.
Hum -
The golden gossip emerged with a great force, and although it was suppressed on the bluestone, it still shook Qi Tian several feet apart.
Immediately, a golden ray rushed out from the gossip, and the void was shattered, revealing a pitch-black void, devouring the flesh and blood all over the ground, and the Feng Ancestor also flapped his wings and rushed into it.
"I remember you, Innate Sword Body, I'm waiting for you in the Southern Wilderness!
The voice of the Taoist priest came from the hollow, Qi Tian took two steps forward, the hollow twisted, he felt a fluctuation of palpitations, and the sword body gave birth to cold qi, making him stop his body.
Soon, the hollow disappeared, and the golden gossip fell onto the bluestone.
"Southern Wilderness," Qi Tian frowned slightly, "Southern Wilderness Demon Domain, could it be that person is a demon clan?"
Immediately, Qi Tian shook his head again, he picked up the golden gossip, this gossip is not gold or jade, I don't know what kind of Taoist material, the eight kinds of beasts are the true dragon, the Vermilion Bird, the Xuan Turtle, the White Tiger, the Qilin, the Golden Crow, the Chaos, and the Kunpeng. Qi Tian has heard of the eight kinds of strange beasts, but they are all gathered on this gossip.
"Void Demon Wheel!"
Qi Tian whispered, at this moment, at the tomb of the Qing Ancestor, it was impossible to explore the secret of this demon wheel at all, but it was enough to see its extraordinaryness if it was able to resist a trace of the power of the Qing Ancestor.
The bluestone is stained with blood, revealing a terrifying qi, and the Qingzu wooden flute exudes a stream of green mang, which is bright and uncertain, but it covers the brilliance of the moon, after a few breaths, on the bluestone, the blood color fades, and the green lake also re-manifests the shadow of the moon, and the golden carp jumps up, swallowing the mist.
"Could it be that everyone enters the ancestral tomb of the Qingzu is different?"
Qi Tian glanced in all directions, on the shore of the Green Lake, dozens of miles of ancient forests, he wanted to enter and explore, maybe he could have some chances.
Turning to look at the Qingzu wooden flute, Qi Tian pondered for a moment, took two steps forward, and wanted to reach out and touch.
Phewββ
A green light burst out, Qi Tian's palm, a blood mark manifested, and gurgling blood gushed out and sprinkled on the wooden flute.
Hum -
Immediately, a ray of blood leaked out from the wooden flute and rushed into the sea of Qi Tianzhi, he was slightly stunned, and naturally pulled the wooden flute up.
"I can have such a voice," Qi Tian muttered to himself, "In that case, you can follow me in the future." β
The wooden flute was silent, and at this moment, all the divine light was gathered, and it was like an ordinary wooden flute, falling into Qi Tian's hands.
Jumping off the bluestone, a sword of knowledge penetrated into the purple bamboo sword, the edge skyrocketed, and the next moment, Qi Tian landed on the shore of Qinghu.
He looked at the center of the lake steadily, and after ten breaths, Qi Tian turned around and walked into the ancient forest.
The ancient forest is green, filled with the breath of the ancient, this is a pure land, there is no popularity, there is vigorous vitality, the grass and trees are green, the dew is full of aura, the ground fairy grass Ganoderma lucidum, it can be seen that there are a lot, there are hundreds of thousands of years, Qi Tian collects some, and the one under the millennium has not been touched.
The elixir of longevity, which can prolong longevity, needs to be a wood elixir, and it must be nurtured for at least two thousand years before it has the miraculous effect of prolonging vitality.
Qi Tian walked in the ancient forest, did not see many wood elixir, but the tree demon saw some, that is a kind of spirit beast, they open the spiritual wisdom, swallow the essence of the moon, the line of spiritual energy, incarnate some human elephants, different from the wild beasts, to prove the Tao, only seek the body to be strong, kill the earth.
These spirit beasts were not popular, and Qi Tian walked into the ancient forest, they looked curiously, but did not make any moves.
Walking into this Qingzu ancestral tomb and coming to the shore of this Qinghu Lake, Qi Tian felt a heavenly opportunity, he met the relics of Qingzu, and there was no obstacle to collecting the wooden flute, this is the chance, but also the destiny of heaven, and the invisible Heavenly Dao pointed out all this.
He didn't want to be manipulated, and the moment he knew that he was an innate sword body, he no longer believed in the Mandate of Heaven, because under the Mandate of Heaven, he would definitely fall.
In the ancient forest, the green vines are entwined with trees, the strange flowers are fragrant, the spirit stream is bubbling, clear and clear, the ground is full of smoke, exuding a strange breath, no need to distinguish, Qi Tian also knows, this is the so-called demonic energy, because here except for him, there are some grass and trees generated by heaven and earth, and even a beast and bird can not be seen.
"Big brother, you have completely transformed, you are so powerful, can you teach me?"
A spirit vine was really curious, turned into a human form, and with a cyan gourd on its head, it jumped to Qi Tian's side.
The little guy looked only one or two years old, carved in pink, with fragrant muscles, a few green leaves around his waist, and staring at Qi Tian motionless with his big bright and round eyes.
The body of the little guy is a spiritual gourd, the whole body exudes an amazing aura, it is an elixir transformation, at least a thousand years ago, only one step away, it can be completely transformed and the human body can be achieved.
Reaching out and touching the little guy's head, Qi Tian smiled: "Big brother is not powerful, you are powerful." β
"Am I good?" the little guy said with some suspicion, biting his white fingers, "but the big brother has completely transformed into a sincere and benevolent form." β
Qi Tian couldn't laugh or cry, the little guy decided that he was a demon clan, because he had never seen an outsider.
Qi Tian sighed in his heart, this is really a pure land, and before this day, he has not accepted anyone.
The little guy has been following Qi Tian, and the two have traveled all over this ancient forest, beyond the ancient forest is the land of Demon Hell, but only Qi Tian can see it, but he can't get out, the ancestral tomb of the Qing Ancestor has a mystery, imprisoning this world.
Qi Tian taught the little guy some Taoist treasures, the little guy is a wood demon, enlightened for a spiritual vine, opened the spiritual wisdom, integrated into the avenue, and the vitality of yin and yang manifested in the body, so that Qi Tian felt a lot, and felt that the true meaning of the Taiji Sword was more clear, and it seemed to be separated by something, and it could not be touched.
Sinking into this ancient forest, Qi Tian every time he meditates and comprehends the way of the sword, when he is said to be in the red gold fire wood tripod, he experiences life and death, steps into the threshold of the upper realm of sword rhyme, and reluctantly enters the upper realm of the sword fetus with the help of the aura in the ding, but if you want to really reach the peak, you still need to thoroughly comprehend and comprehend.
This piece of heaven and earth is close to the avenue, flawless and unblemished, here, Qi Tian comprehended quickly, and the upper realm of sword rhyme quickly stepped into the threshold and gradually stabilized.
"Big brother, are you leaving?"
On the shore of Qinghu Lake, the little guy grabbed Qi Tian's clothes, and seemed to sense a hint of parting.
The ancestral tomb of the Qingzu is opened once every 20 years, each time it is 9981 days, and 80 days have passed.
Among the number of Dao, eighty-one is complete, and if there is a chance, eighty-one days, it is time to get what you want.
didn't speak, Qi Tian just stroked the little guy's head, this is a pure land, he doesn't want the pure land to be dusty.
"Big brother. β
The little guy shouted again, Qi Tian had sunk into meditation, and he sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and he no longer paid the slightest attention.
"Big brother!"
The little one pursed his lips, and at last he went to the side sullenly, and counted the dew on the blades of grass by the brook with his immature cheeks.
There is no moon in Qinghu, there is still a rotation of night and day, and the image of the stars manifests in the sky.
After a night, Qi Tian's body was dyed with a thin layer of dew, the dew was crystal clear, like crystal pearls, reflecting the shadow of ancient trees in all directions, green and jade.
Hum -
In the morning light, the Shen Demon Order appeared out of thin air, sprinkling thousands of green rays.
"Big brother!"
The last trace of his gaze was also obscured by the green mang, and Qi Tian only heard some sounds, which were quickly disappeared. (Ask for recommendation votes, ask for collections!)