Standing on the land again, Chen Yue suddenly felt a deep exhaustion in his heart. Looking back on www.biquge.info past 100 years, in addition to epiphany, it is indescribable loneliness and loneliness. That loneliness is the sorrow of being uprooted, and that loneliness is the helplessness of being exiled to the end of the world.

An isolated island in the ice sea, cold all year round. Chen Yue sat in the cave, lit an oil lamp, and took out a pot of old wine. The wine was sad, but it couldn't melt the pain in his heart.

As a monk in the "middle stage of the psychic period", he would not have been drunk. But with pots and pots of old wine in his stomach, he was really drunk.

This drunkenness is intoxication and intoxication...... His eyes became brighter and brighter, and a miserable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "The world says that cultivating immortals is good, immortal, rich and leisurely...... But who knows the sorrow and helplessness on this cultivation path...... "The past is like a tide, which makes him miss his time in Yongcheng very much.

In a trance, he returned to Yongcheng again, became the waste young master again, and experienced the pain and struggle at the beginning......

Chen Yue quickly came to his senses, and cold sweat broke out all over his body. Just now, his Dao heart was almost lost. Recalling his previous experience again, his gaze became more and more determined: "Whoever does not miss the past has no conscience." Whoever wants to go back in time has no brains...... My way is unique, and there are no regrets. ”

After a night's rest, his state returned to its peak, and he flipped his hand and took out the purple-robed middle-aged spear.

The spear was eight feet long, light as nothing, and could not detect the slightest trace with his divine sense, as if it did not exist at all.

"This is the 'Ethereal Material'?" Chen Yue was surprised: "This refiner is so good, instead of giving this spear any attributes, it has stimulated its emptiness to the extreme. In this way, the spear can exert the 'power of the air'. Although I have some understanding of the 'power of emptiness', I can't control it yet, and I must master a real 'Divine Power of Emptiness', and the 'Divine Power Pavilion' is imperative. ”

There was no spirit pattern formation on the spear, so there was no room for sacrifice. With Chen Yue's current cultivation, he would not be able to further stimulate his emptiness.

"All things are one color and emptiness, and this spear attribute is empty, does it mean that all hues can be conjured? My essence blood can also conjure up all kinds of law phases, is it also empty?" After Chen Yue studied for a long time, a spiritual light suddenly pierced his mind.

He perked up, raised his hand and forced out a drop of essence blood and merged it into the spear.

The essence blood is bright red, containing surging vitality and vitality, and it can be allowed without hindrance, like mud flowing into the sea.

Chen Yue was stunned for a moment, and forced a drop of essence blood again, but still did not arouse the slightest reaction.

He shook his head and was about to put away the spear, but the spear disappeared into his hand in a flash, and then appeared in his "golden pill".

A chaotic aura in the golden pill merged into the spear, and it quickly divided into two breaths, one black and one yellow, that were entangled and rotated with each other.

Chen Yue was stunned, his mind moved, and the spear appeared in his hand, the head of the spear was shining with golden light, and the barrel of the gun was as black as ink, releasing unparalleled sharpness and killing intent.

If the spear in the past was just a spiritual material, the spear is a "spiritual weapon" now. If you had to grade this "spiritual weapon", Chen Yue found that he was a "spiritual weapon" that was inferior to the point that it could not be lower, but the "Xuanhuang breath" in it made it possible for this "spiritual weapon" to grow.

"In the future, I'll call you 'Xuanhuang Gun'......" Chen Yue thought for a moment and opened his storage space.

The "Xuanhuang Spear" suddenly gave birth to endless suction, sucking in all the spiritual materials that Chen Yue had collected over the past hundred years.

The "Xuanhuang Qi" entangled in the spear was like a grinding plate, quickly grinding countless spiritual materials into powder.

The quality of the spear increases,

Medium-grade spiritual artifact......

Superior Spiritual Artifact......

Gradually, the spear derived the "Five Elements Rule" and became a "superb spiritual weapon". And if more spiritual materials are invested, it seems that its quality can continue to improve.

Chen Yue held the spear and waved it, as if the universe was in his hand, and the wind and clouds changed.

"Good gun!" he couldn't help but praise. Although he has refined the "Linglong Tower" and the "Xuanzhong Hammer", compared with this gun, they are all inferior to the spirituality.

There was a lot of debris in the cave, and in addition to more than a dozen sea beast inner pills in Chen Yue's "storage space", there were only "treasure boxes", "small four elephant furnaces" and a handkerchief, and not even a single yuan crystal was left.

Looking at the debris all over the ground, Chen Yue felt distressed again, and simply refined all of them into furniture, and the entire cave was suddenly full of vitality.

Suddenly, a greeting came from afar: "Daoyou can be in the house, Wei is visiting." "It's the old man in the bookstore the day before yesterday.

"It turned out to be Wei Daoyou, Chen Mou has lost his welcome, please come in. Chen Yue smiled and walked out of the cave, and saw the grandfather and grandson who were staggering.

The girl changed into a beautiful azure dress today, carefully combed her hair in a bun with crystal jewelry, and her black hair was draped behind her shoulders like a waterfall, and her demeanor was graceful.

There was no light in the cave, but it was bright. Entering the door is a living room, the tables and chairs are made of unknown materials, all of which are colorful and beautiful. The girl was amazed, and the old man couldn't help but sigh: "I can't imagine that Chen Daoyou is still a refining master, it's really embarrassing." ”

"It's just a small skill of carving insects, how can it compare to the ability of Daoyou rubbing and printing magic. Chen Yue smiled, asked the two of them to sit down at the table, and took out a tube of tea leaves, which was still the same tube of bitter tea that Bai Xiaoming left back then. As soon as he opened it, the tea had collapsed into powder, and Chen Yue was stunned for a moment.

It seems that Chen Daoyou is still an ascetic, and he admires him. If you don't like it, try our iced tea from Binghu Island. The old man laughed, took out a delicate box and ordered: "Yun'er, don't let Chen Daoyou laugh at our Nanhai monks for not being elegant!"

"Yes!" the girl blushed, took the box and opened it, revealing a pile of crystal clear frost flowers.

Chen Yue was not pretentious, and asked: "Daoist friends are here, but for the trip to the 'Divine Power Pavilion'. ”

"What Chen Daoyou said is good, the opening of the 'Divine Power Pavilion' will be within one or two years, the old man plans to go again, and Daoyou is willing to go with him. However, this time I came to invite Taoist friends to attend a meeting between the monks of the 'Channeling Period' and others. The old man said, and a momentum that belonged to the "late stage of Tongshen" monks rose, full of pride and self-confidence.

"I was also thinking about meeting the same realm of colleagues in the next place, and I was recommended by Lao Daoyou. Chen Yue smiled and agreed.

"Then it's decided, tomorrow at noon, the old man will come to find a fellow Daoist. The old man smiled heartily and said, "The danger in the 'Divine Power Pavilion' is not trivial, Daoist friends will exchange some healing pills and defensive magic weapons tomorrow......"

As she spoke, the girl served two cups of iced tea. Unlike hot tea, this iced tea is brewed with an extremely cold ice spring. The tea leaves made by the frost spread out in the ice spring, and the chill was even stronger. Chen Yue picked up the teacup and took a sip, an extremely cold penetrated his heart, his qi and blood were condensed, and even his soul was frozen.

But the next moment, the body and mind seemed to have received some kind of baptism, the mind was clear, and the whole body was even more Tongtai.

"Good tea!" Chen Yue couldn't help but praise.

"We only have this iced tea on Binghu Island!" the old man laughed, and he didn't give in.