"The true fire of Nirvana quenching is finally enough!"

Mo Shaoli looked at the scattered Xianzhi plants growing in the fairy garden, and after carefully selecting them, his eyes were fixed on the largest dark purple-haired black Xianzhi. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info raised his right hand lightly, pinched a magic seal, and the ground below Xianzhi loosened, gently swelled, and turned into an earth snake.

The earth snake walked in front of Mo Shaoli with Xianzhi in his hand, and raised his head to send Xianzhi to the palm of his hand.

The strange thing was that when Xianzhi landed on Mo Shaoli's palm, it turned into a pool of dark purple and black viscous juice. The juice seemed to have a life of its own, climbing up the arm, following the path of the blood flow in the arm, to the heart.

The dark purple slurry turned into a Xianzhi mark and attached to Mo Shaoli's heart, and then the imprint disappeared.

Mo Shaoli's eyes turned into a deep purple-red color in an instant, and he was dazed.

Mo Shaoli also fell into an illusion after him: he was trapped in an ocean of purple-black viscous slurry formed by the boundless sea. The viscous juice penetrates the skin, penetrates the muscles, passes through the bones, and burrows into the bone marrow. The whole person became transparent, and the purple-black slurry could enter and exit the flesh without hindrance. In the serous fluid, a strange energy washes and stimulates the bone marrow.

Pain, heart-piercing pain! Pain that really comes from the bone marrow.

Mo Shaoli's body became heavier and heavier, and he involuntarily sank towards the depths of the purple-black slurry ocean.

Sinking all the time.

There is no bottom at all.

Moreover, the further down it goes, the more intense the energy and spiritual effect of the purple-black slurry will become.

The greater the pain of the flesh!

Time passes day by day.

Mo Shaoli is still sinking, sinking.

One year has passed, two years have passed, ten years have passed, and a hundred years have passed...... Three hundred years have passed......

Mo Shaoli disappeared from the sea of purple-black slurry in his body.

The purple in his eyes faded, and his divine light was restored, but there was the vicissitudes of suffering for three hundred years in his eyes.

Mo Shaoli shook his head vigorously, stumbled to his feet, stood stunned for a while, sat down cross-legged on the futon again, and muttered to himself:

"Every acquired god is not simple!"

The immortal mushroom is called Purple Pulp Mushroom, and the divine effect is to improve the blood marrow of the monk, and it also has the accompanying illusion effect.

A snap of a finger is a year, Mo Shaoli has been in the illusion constructed by Shenzhen for three hundred years, but in fact, the time is only three hundred snaps of a finger. Xianzhi hallucinated and confused the primordial gods, in fact, the effect of the immortal zhi's divine effect on improving blood marrow that he had received in three hundred moments was dispersed into three hundred years. Otherwise, the monks who are strong in perseverance will be exhausted by the pain and torment, and their souls will be damaged.

If the Purple Marrow Immortal Zhi does not have that kind of illusionary effect, it is a poison that kills people.

The sharp pain did not disappear immediately, it still continued, Mo Shaoli sat on the ground, unable to lift the slightest strength in his body, his lips gradually became a little pale, and the skin all over his body was still pale.

After half a day, the pain began to gradually subside, and a layer of black viscous gelatin began to seep out of the skin automatically, and a disgusting stench came from the body.

These are all impurities in the flesh.

It's hard to imagine that Qi cultivation, which feeds on the ten thousand qi of heaven and earth, unknowingly accumulates so many impurities in his body.

As the impurities are removed, the pain gradually diminishes and eventually disappears.

Mo Shaoli stood up, didn't dare to pollute the Star Refining Sect Immortal Garden, took out the Daoless Sword, dodged into the space inside the sword, condensed a water ball to wash away the dirt on his body, and then left the Daoless Sword Space and returned to the Immortal Garden.

The skin of the whole body is as clear as jade, the divine consciousness is inward, the bones have a faint layer of purple, and the color of the blood marrow in the bones also has a faint purple meaning. Before you know it, a third of the blood in your body is missing.

Actually, the state is not very good.

Mo Shaoli sat on the futon again, refined the bead of essence qi, and began to recover his state, only to reach his peak after a few days.

During this period, with the help of the Azure Divine Tree, he continued to comprehend the Mixed Yuan Dao Rules, and the Mixed Yuan Runes in the Inner Dan became much more condensed.

Suddenly, if the mind was enlightened, the whole body seemed to have lost its weight, and the Zifu Yuan Shen was a little fluttering and almost wanted to fly out of the body, straight up to the nine heavens.

The gate of heaven is wide open, and the mixed element exercise method runs automatically.

The congenital mixed element true fire is burning, and Mo Shaoli will be wrapped.

A Huangting Dao Lotus hidden in the abdomen was automatically smelted and absorbed.

Mo Shaoli's consciousness was guided by some kind of magical power, all the way up, up through the clouds, through the Gangqi, through the nine-layer Gangfeng, straight into the galaxy, all the way up, through the boundless universe, and inadvertently stood on the square at the end of the road to heaven in the Huangting Dojo, standing in front of the unknown ancient tree.

Mo Shaoli subconsciously walked towards the gate of the palace, pushed open the gate mottled by ancient trees, and walked into it.

At this time, on the seat above the palace sat a young monk dressed in a yellow-colored robe.

This monk was too young, he looked to be only sixteen or seventeen years old, and with a smile on his face, he nodded at Mo Shaoli.

Mo Shaoli opened his mouth, but he couldn't make a sound, and he couldn't speak.

The young monk smiled and spoke.

"I said why no monk has been able to pass the test I left behind and come to the audience, it turned out that the Azure Divine Tree and the Huangting Dao Lotus were separated. ”

"Who is so capable of stealing the Azure Divine Tree from my arrangement?"

Mo Shaoli opened his mouth from the conscious body, but he still couldn't speak.

The monk in the yellow robe understood what he was about to express, and said, "Demon Ancestor, that must be a very incredible genius. ”

Mo Shaoli recalled all kinds of legends about the demon ancestor in his consciousness.

Sure enough, the yellow-robed monk said again: "After the decline of heaven and man, it is called the end of the barbaric realm? The existence of the last ancestor? He has not been able to achieve the Dao Ancestor, he should have cultivated to the Dao Realm for the first time, and he is still far from the Ancestral Realm." ”

Mo Shaoli secretly asked in his consciousness: "Where am I? Where is this? Why can consciousness be separated from the primordial spirit and soul!"

The yellow-robed monk said: "The soul opens the spiritual wisdom and gives birth to consciousness, and the consciousness is dragged to the soul and exists, of course, it can leave the soul. This is, of course, the Huangting Dojo. ”

"Who are you?"

"Of course I am Huang Ting Dao Ancestor. ”

"The younger generation is not too young to leave, and meet the ancestors. ”

Mo Shaoli's shock is beyond measure, cultivating as a Dao Ancestor can really coexist with the world and live forever! The Huangting Dao Ancestor in front of him must be the Dao Ancestor who has survived to this day in the barbarian era!

Mo Shaoli was very puzzled, why did Huang Ting Dao Ancestor take his own intake into the Huang Ting Dojo, what did he mean?

Huang Ting Dao Ancestor said: "If you obtain the Huang Ting Dao Lotus and the Nine Leaf Blue Lotus that I left behind, and get the approval of the Azure Divine Tree, you will be qualified to open my inheritance and get a chance to listen to my preaching. ”

Mo Shaoli somewhat understood.

The Huangting Dojo was opened for the first time, and the Demon Ancestor entered, and I don't know what method was used to rob the Azure Divine Tree left by the Huangting Dao Ancestor in the inheritance dojo, so the inheritance conditions of the dojo were incomplete, and no monk had been able to obtain the true inheritance since the opening of the Huangting Dojo for thousands of years.

broke the inheritance arrangement left by a Dao Ancestor, Mo Shaoli's admiration for the Demon Ancestor couldn't help but deepen by three points. It's a pity that Huang Ting Daozu said that he hadn't heard of the name "Demon Ancestor", so most of the Demon Ancestor died after breaking through the realm and entering a higher-level world.

Or did the Demon Ancestor change his name?

Mo Shaoli meditated: "Could it be that I got the approval of the Azure Divine Tree and accidentally started the inheritance?"

As soon as the idea question came out, Huang Ting Dao Ancestor opened his mouth and explained: "That's right, the beginning of the cultivator, foundation building and Ning Dan are the two most important stages of forging the Dao foundation, you have done a good job, and the cultivation of the Nirvana Realm is closely related to the two realms of earth and heaven, and you have also done a good job." Your current savings and achievements are among the top in the Barbarian Era, and it is only natural that you will be recognized by the Azure Divine Tree. ”

"Did you just listen to your preaching? Are there any treasures such as Taoist vessels, divine treasures, yuan stones, and divine crystals?"

"You are the consciousness that enters the dojo, and all you can take away is the 'Tao'. ”

"Oh, how do you preach then?"

As soon as Mo Shaoli's question was born in his mind, the scene seen by the conscious body changed abruptly.

Appearing in the square at the end of the road to heaven in the Huangting Dojo, I saw the Huangting Dao Ancestor sitting under the ancient tree, chanting words in his mouth.

On the square, tens of thousands of monks of all shapes and sizes sat densely.

These monks have human races, demon races, and more races that Mo Shaoli can't identify. All of these monks sat quietly on the jade floor, and only a few Terran monks sat on futons. Each monk was listening attentively, but the expression on each monk's face was different, some were quiet, some were anxious, some were frowning, some were abrupt, some were happy, and some were depressed......

Mo Shaoli looked up at the giant humanoid alien race next to him that was ten feet high, this big guy was obviously a little unclear at this time, scratching his hands and ears, looking very anxious.

Mo Shao was a little farther away, and sat down cross-legged next to a thin and short old man of the Terran race, listening quietly.

"The five elements push each other and return to one, and the three or five ailments are nine and nine eons, and you can use the hidden land to return to the eight techniques......"

What Huang Ting Daozu said was all about the Dao Zhili, which belonged to the level of "Dao", Mo Shaoli couldn't understand it, but he heard between the lines that he was talking about the "Dao" related to the five elements.

Consciousness is ingested into the dojo, and there is no way to go if you want to, and Huang Ting Daozu's lecture must be listened to hard. Mo Shaoli sat on the ground a little depressed, lowered his head, and listened casually.

"There is a soul and a lower Guan Yuan, an upper soul, and a talent, and a lower pass, and a place where the soul is invisible, and Guan Yuan has a texture, and the image of the living soul law and heaven and earth ......"

In his careless heart, Mo Shaoli's heart gradually calmed down, and every word and sentence that Huang Ting Daozu said was deeply engraved in his consciousness. He had a feeling that if he cultivated to a higher level in the future, these things would definitely be able to play a role.

In the barbarian era, the strong people of the Dao realm will open up dojos, preach and preach, and favor the people. This custom has been carried forward, and those monks who have achieved cultivation in the sect in the primeval era will also open their own dojos, telling their cultivation insights and solving doubts for the disciples who sit down.

Mo Shaoli originally had no interest in preaching and sando, and he would not have the patience to listen, think, and understand. What's more, at this time, what Huang Ting Daozu said was too profound and mysterious, and he couldn't figure it out at all, he was in the clouds, he didn't know the south, south, north, west, and north, and he didn't distinguish between heaven and earth. The strange thing is that as if hypnotized by mana, all thoughts involuntarily enter an ethereal state at this time, and there is no distraction.

Before you know it, you don't know how much time has passed.

Under the ancient tree, the voice of Huang Ting Daozu's preaching came to an abrupt end.

All around, the monks who listened to the sermon turned into phantoms and disappeared one by one.

The scene in front of him gradually became hazy, and an irresistible soft force dragged Mo Shaoli's consciousness to rise. Break through the sky and clouds, break through the layers of gangqi, rush into the vast starry sky, and pass through the space barrier.

Mo Shaoli fell into a pitch-black nothingness.

Consciousness awakened, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he was still sitting cross-legged under the Azure Divine Tree.

The exercises that operate independently have stopped independently, the interior has been investigated, and the cultivation has successfully broken through unconsciously, and has advanced to the thirteenth level of Nirvana Realm!

"Inexplicably, boring preaching conferences. ”

"That's the Upper Realm, that's really Huang Ting Dao Ancestor?"

"Jie, how long has it been?"

"You were in a weird state just now, I was about to ask you, why did you suddenly break through the realm?"

"All of a sudden, I broke through the realm all of a sudden!?"

Mo Shaoli was puzzled, staring at the Azure Divine Tree, thinking hard, not knowing what was going on.

Mind sensing, thunder is coming!

It was still the Thirty-Nine Little Heavenly Tribulation, but it was definitely stronger than the previous two times, Mo Shaoli didn't dare to slack off, got up and got up, flew out of the Immortal Garden, and went to the place where the Star Refining Sect crossed the tribulation.

This time in the thunder tribulation, he had to use the power of the formation to assist, otherwise, even with the Biyan Qilin Armor and Jiang Wanjin's transformed six-sided shield protection, he would still not be able to resist the third round.

No one can survive the thirteen heavenly tribulations of the Nirvana realm on their own.