Chapter Thirty-Eight: Condensing the Human Soul, the Adult World (2)

"Prince Huai has condensed the soul of the human world and achieved the human world!"

This explosive news surged to the periphery of the Scattered Heaven Alliance like a tide, wantonly rushing everyone's nerves. Condensing the human soul and achieving the human world means that the prince of Huai Yan jumped out of the dragon gate, broke away from the category of 'human', became an immortal, and officially entered the cultivation realm.

"Awesome! Awesome! It is worthy of being the canonized crown prince of the First Empire of the Xuan Realm, and it only took three years to become a monk in the human realm, and he will definitely become the existence of the Holy Son or even the Holy King in the future. ”

"Yes, it's just a pity that he lives on the Dust Peak, but it's not something we can see and worship at will. ”

"That's true, but I heard that as early as a month ago, the goddess Yulian had already achieved the human world, and she also had to recruit Keqing's entourage, as long as you sign up, you can immediately get a Yuan Ling Stone. ”

"What, is that true? There are all such good things?"

"It's true, and I also know that the place where the outer disciples are recruited is in the courtyard next to the Ascending Heaven Road, and it will be a branch of the Heaven Chasing Saint King force in the future!"

"There is such a good thing, go and see it, the opportunity must not be lost, and the time will not come again. ”

Hearing this news, many of the outer disciples immediately became alive

If the Heaven-Chasing Peak is the blessed land of the Immortal Family, then the Dust Peak is the royal courtyard, and every building is magnificent. And between the courtyards, there are lakes with rippling water.

This is the pattern of gold and water agitation.

Among the ancient five elements, gold gives birth to water, stirring each other, and the overall situation of the world is under control.

Gold is the killing spirit of soldiers, water is the power of flexibility and benevolence, deterring the world with soldiers, and the people are born with water with softness, and the country is stable and peaceful.

The world of the family and the country is in the feng shui pattern of a mountain peak.

However, at the top of the mountain, there is an earthy yellow palace, but the material of this palace is like dust and quicksand, as if it is flowing all the time, and it is actually a spiritual weapon.

In the depths of the palace, the shawl of the prince wearing an apricot yellow robe was emanated, even if he successfully condensed the human soul, his face was still calm as usual, and his eyes were as deep as the sea.

"Congratulations, you are worthy of being the prince appointed by the ancestor, and you really have extraordinary energy. "The Holy Son of Chenyue is a middle-aged man, sitting on the Taishi chair with a golden sword, motionless like a mountain. Its natural momentum is even better than that of the Heavenly Killing Saint Son.

There is still some difference between the crown prince of the Xuanjie Dynasty and the secular realm of the lower space, and the canonization of the prince is regardless of age, and everything is based on strength and potential. In fact, there are at least ten or more crown princes who have been canonized by the imperial family of the Huai Yan Empire alone.

"There's nothing to be excited about, you must know that the mercy of the ancient clan has already achieved the human world a month ago, and I'm afraid that the first baptism will be completed when I go out of the customs again, compared to it, I'm still a beat slower. The prince of Huai Yan gave up, and he didn't seem to be very satisfied with his performance.

"Alas!" the Dusty Saint Son sighed, as if he was sighing, "These ancient families contain the bloodline of the gods, and once they awaken, their future is limitless. Therefore, masters emerge in an endless stream, accumulated from generation to generation, and the foundation is even stronger, which is also the reason why they are still prosperous after thousands of years, and even the age of their existence is longer than the imperial dynasty. ”

"What Uncle Huang said is good, but it's nothing. Prince Huai Yan said eloquently, "Among the top forces in the Xuan Realm, in addition to the Ruimu family, which one of the others is an ancient family. Although these families are extremely strong, they can only transcend things, and compared with the top forces, they are still a lot worse. After all, their main advantage is still to rely on the blessings of their ancestors, but the strength of the monks depends on themselves, and only when they step out of their own path can they be regarded as truly strong. Think about it, how amazing and gorgeous the founding ancestors of the other top forces are, and which of them is the bloodline of the gods. ”

"Hahahaha, he is really the ancestor's favorite prince, his Dao heart is strong, deep-rooted, and unshakable. The Holy Son of Chenyue laughed and said, "The crown prince's achievements in the future are immeasurable, and it won't be long before he will surpass Youpity." And it is very likely that they will have the strength of the Holy King in the future. ”

"Compassion, Holy King?" the Crown Prince shook his head, "Although I have never been with this woman, I have come to know her well after a great battle. This woman is too scheming, and as you probably already know, she has just achieved the human world, and then she has begun to form gangs and cultivate her own power, which is not a good thing. If you can't wake up, even if you completely awaken the bloodline of the gods, at most you will become the overlord of the Xuan Realm, and if you want to become a god, there is not much possibility. At this point, she is not as good as Xiao Miao, to put it ruthlessly, even Hong Qi and sloppy Taoists are inferior. My opponent should be Lu Yan. ”

"Lu Yan?" the Saint Son of Chenyue seemed to be a little surprised, "According to my people's knowledge, although he is the first in martial arts, he seems to have been in decline after being suppressed day by day. Although he showed amazing strength on the road to heaven, but he did not find his own way, I am afraid that it will be difficult to achieve the human world within five years, where is he qualified to be equal to you. ”

"Wrong, wrong, wrong!" "Prince Huai Yan said categorically, as if he was talking about himself, and he seemed to understand very well, "This person has a pure heart to seek the Tao, a strong will, and is not afraid of heaven and earth. Although we have never fought each other, I know that he will be my biggest opponent in the future, and it is like a pull in the dark. It has nothing to do with hatred, nothing to do with fame and fortune, just to seek the truth, only to die!"

"I didn't expect you to think so highly of him, but I'm getting more and more interested in him. The Holy Son of Chenyue smiled lightly, as if turning into a little dust and sand, and disappeared in place

In recent years, the Santian Alliance has been particularly lively, probably because of the arrival of the Golden Age, and there are more and more peripheral disciples who can condense their souls within five years.

It was the summer of Lu Yan's fifth year in the Santian Alliance, but the entire Santian Alliance did not have the slightest summer heat, and it was as refreshing as ever.

Whew

A gentle wind rose in the sloppy courtyard without warning, and then the breeze blew lazily in all directions. This wind gives people a very special feeling, although it is docile like a little sheep, but it is very resilient, no matter what it is, it cannot stop its progress, until it spreads for a hundred miles, and then it disappears abruptly.

"Crunch!

It may be because it has not been opened for too long, and the stone door in the depths of the sloppy Taoist courtyard slowly opens very reluctantly, and the dust disperses like a thick fog.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, it's really damn careless, if it is known that one of my wind power cultivators is still choking on ashes, wouldn't it be a shame!" The sloppy Taoist patted the still shabby Dao robe on his body, although his face was gray, he could still see it from the narrow slits of his eyes, and his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Hum!" Another month later, a shocking momentum suddenly erupted in the courtyard where Hong Qi was, and the entire courtyard bloomed with ten thousand rays of light, like a golden dragon soaring into the sky, traveling for nine days, and like a sword being born, piercing the sky.

"Bang!" The cave where Hong Qi was retreating collapsed, and he himself rose into the air, quietly suspended in mid-air, his eyes shining like a sword.

"I don't know if Lu Yan has broken through!" Then he rode against the wind, turned into a rainbow light, and galloped away

Xiao Miaomiao, like Youpity, awakened the bloodline of the gods and claimed to be the descendants of the gods. There are also senior monks in his family who are in the Scattered Heaven Alliance, and they are the existence of the Holy Son and Holy Daughter.

And the Drift Ice Saint Son of Drift Ice Peak is a member of the Xiao family.

Drift Ice Peak can be described as a unique scenery in the Santian Alliance, from the foot of the mountain to the peak, it is covered with snow and ice, which does not melt all year round. Most of the vegetation on the mountain is dominated by ice cedar, and even all kinds of palaces are made of ice, which reflects the gorgeous colorful colors when the sun shines.

The palace at the top of the drift ice peak is even more special, although it is all ice, but some of it is as transparent as water, and the temperature is as usual. Some were as white as frost, and cold to the bone. The most special thing is that there are still places that are fiery red, and they give people a warm feeling to the touch.