www.biquge.info Bai Ye stood there with his exhalation and inhalation, the power of cultivation continued to flow in his body, feeling the changes brought about by the seven layers of condensation.

Suddenly, his gaze looked ahead, and the immortal pattern flashed in his left eye, where there seemed to be a layer of haze, isolating this place from the outside world.

That is the forbidden power of the desolate ding to cover up this place, because at this moment, the thousand immortal patterns of the first ancient character of the Ming Enlightenment Dao Tibetan Sutra are even more integrated into his sea of knowledge, flesh and blood... Every corner of the body.

It is because Bai Ye can see it, and only by understanding the secret of the immortal pattern can he clearly perceive it, otherwise it is the ancestor of the primordial infant and cannot be discovered.

"Here I cover the world with the desolate Ding, there is a Tibetan scripture of our clan in the Ding, practice it, you can set foot on the ancient immortal road... Thou shalt be here... If you have a glimmer of enlightenment... can be rushed out..."

Bai Ye whispered softly, when Luo Xian was inherited, the last sentence of vicissitudes of life, "If you get a trace of enlightenment, you can rush out..."

"I have now realized a word fairy pattern, the secret of the Taoist scriptures, and at this moment, I can be regarded as a trace of enlightenment. It's been six years, and it's time to leave..."

Between the words, Bai Ye's face showed a sense of melancholy, the six years here made him feel like a dream.

In the past, I was in a state of bullying at the time of others, and it seems that I am still the same as yesterday.

And what happened after the trial of the barren mountain, in the life of death, harvesting the creation of immortals, and obtaining the inheritance of Luo immortals, it is like a dream.

At this moment, although Bai Ye didn't know how powerful he was, he had seen Helian Chunshui make a move, and when he was condensing qi at the sixth layer, he used the power of cultivation to urge the spirit sealing magic weapon that sealed the spirit of the demon python.

He still remembered that Helian Chunshui had exhausted all his cultivation before he could barely release the python spirit, but Bai Ye had no effort, and Danhai's cultivation loss was very small.

Helian Chunshui was the peak of the sixth layer of condensation, and Bai Ye was only the middle layer of the sixth layer of condensation, which at that time, it also made Bai Ye stand for a long time, thinking about the unknown reason.

"Now, I have condensed the seventh layer of qi, and I have a one-word mantra of the Taoist scriptures, condensing the aura, and the power of Danhai's cultivation at this moment has turned into gold..."

"The purity of cultivation represents strength, judging from the performance of Helian Chunshui back then, if there is no accident, with my cultivation, there should be no opponent in the same realm of the Fujia faction, even..."

Bai Ye's eyes suddenly shot out of the essence light, and the strong aura spread out, rolling in all directions, due to the isolation of the desolate ding, and at this time, the aura reverberated and struck, making a thunderous and rumbling sound.

"Even the eighth layer of condensation qi can fight, and it will not fall into the wind..."At this moment, he thought of Wu Qingshi, the power of coercion exuded by that cold snort.

The essence in his eyes gradually faded, and he returned to calm and waveless, Bai Ye looked at the desolate ding that was suspended not far away, exuding his divine sense, and when he touched it, at this moment, there seemed to be a kind of intimacy emerging.

This is the feeling that Bai Ye has never appeared since he got the Desolate Ding, even if he was hanging in the Danhai before, and even when he obtained the inheritance of the Dao Tibetan Sutra and comprehended the immortal pattern, he did not have this feeling when his divine sense touched it.

Now, he has understood the first word of the Dao Tibetan Sutra and condensed the thousand Dao immortal patterns, and Huang Ding no longer refuses, such as being recognized as qualified to have.

The moment Huang Ding came into contact with Bai Ye's divine sense, he immediately shook and made a "buzzing" sound.

With the operation of Bai Ye's cultivation power, it fell into his hand, and then the dense blurred pattern engraved on the surface of the seal, at this moment, flickered with a faint light, and gradually became clear.

Bai Ye's face was a little pale, and he was even more shocked, just because the moment he touched the desolate ding, almost all of the spiritual power in the Danhai was drained, and at this moment, his Danhai was almost dry.

Taking out more than ten pills to replenish spiritual power, Bai Ye looked at the desolate tripod in his palm, his eyes suddenly condensed, although the tripod was only an inch, but the pattern carved by the seal was delicate at this moment.

In the past, when he was in the Danhai Sea, Bai Ye had used his divine sense to look at the vague patterns on the surface, but he couldn't see them clearly, but at this moment, even the expressions of each character could be seen clearly, it seemed that an ancient war was going on there, but what surprised Bai Ye was that the disparity between the bodies of the two sides of the war was huge.

On the other hand, it is a tall and three-eyed giant, and ordinary humans are like ants in front of them, they use mountains and rivers as weapons, and the third eye on their forehead emits a terrible light.

"Is this imaginary? or did it happen?,.. If so, what are those giants, and why have I never heard of them, nor have they been recorded in ancient books... And who is the seal engraved in the wilderness...?"

Bai Ye's brows furrowed slightly, and a thoughtful expression appeared on his face.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Ye found that the patterns engraved on the seal on the tripod were not only this one, but a total of four.

He looked at it in turn, and it seemed to be a starry sky, with countless stars engraved on it, and if there was anything special, only nine of them were larger.

And the next one did not appear giants, only countless ancient people prayed and sacrificed, but there was despair on everyone's face.

Bai Ye looked at it for a while, but he couldn't see the meaning of these two pictures, and when he stopped at the last one, his heart was suddenly shocked.

This picture seems to be connected with the pattern of the sacrifice of ancient people, the same sacrifice, but there are sacrificial items, which are the corpses of countless giants, and the blood flows in the distance, as if turned into a sea.

And on the altar, there are nine big tripods, eight are virtual, one is real, the real big tripod, the appearance is almost exactly the same as the wild tripod, but it is countless times larger, like a mountain standing.

And in the sky, there is a huge mouth, and there is no face, no eyes, only darkness covering the sky.

"What do these patterns express?Ancient secrets?or..."Bai Ye's eyes flashed, and when he looked at Huang Ding, he muttered, "The origin of Huang Ding..."

"However, Luo Xian once said that the desolate ding is a sacred weapon of the desolate clan, and those who worship are the desolate clan?... Who killed all those giants?... What does the Sky Mouth represent?"

After a long time, Bai Ye stopped his chaotic thoughts, "Even if these are true, I don't know how many years have passed, and they have nothing to do with me, so I don't have to worry about guessing..."

Looking ahead, the hazy flow in his eyes at this moment has disappeared, Bai Ye smiled faintly, opened his mouth and spewed out Dao spiritual power, rolling up the desolate ding into his mouth.

Above the boundless Dan Sea, a small tripod immediately appeared, and the vitality emitted by the power of cultivation was warmed and cultivated.

This tripod cannot be leaked, and it is included in the treasure bag, Bai Ye is not at ease.

He glanced around again, and stepped out of this place, allowing him to cultivate in peace and tranquility for six years.

Bai Ye understood that after taking this step, he would once again step into the realm of cultivating immortals with many dangers and tribulations.

But he has long been firm in his heart, since more than ten years ago, after the bloody night in the quiet mountain village, the quiet and peaceful life has long left him.

Bai Ye's cultivation, although there is a difference between heaven and earth compared to a few years ago, and he has realized a trace of the so-called one technique into a thousand techniques, but in the past few years, he has completely explored by himself.

Lan Li's Flame was born from the Flame Flare Technique, which was a result of Bai Ye's thousands of experiments before it succeeded, but techniques such as the flight of the Imperial Objects that he had never come into contact with were not what he was now, and he could imagine out of thin air.

Therefore, although he has the cultivation of flying imperial objects at the moment, he can only walk on foot on the barren mountain.

"Back then, there was no grass here, but now six years later, it is full of greenery and infinite vitality!" Bai Ye stood in front of a patch of green vine grass, "Just like me back then and six years later..."

The footsteps stepped forward again, and when he passed the cliff back then, Bai Ye was silent for a while, he thought of Helian Chunshui, Han Dao, Han Qi, Zhang Baishui, Huansha!

The vines on the cliff spread even more at this moment, Bai Ye was silent, slowly stretched out his right hand, grabbed one of them in the palm of his hand, his body suddenly rose, and after only a few breaths, he landed on the cliff.

The ancient vines are still entangled, and there is still a clear stream trickling between the vines, and the Tianyuan fruit tree, which has caused the greedy hearts of several monks, has long since withered and died, leaving no trace of dust.

Bai Ye stood beside the pond spring and laughed at himself, "It's me who is greedy... Still not satisfied, I want to see if it will bear fruit again..."

The figure of Bai Ye was reflected in the pool water, the figure in the water, all dirty at the moment, it was the power of condensation and cultivation, a large amount of jet-black impurities discharged from the body, and the long hair hung down, almost to the waist, and even a few inches of short beards were born under the chin.

This savage form, Bai Ye was almost startled when he saw it, and couldn't help touching his cheeks, "I've been in this image for the past six years?"

I didn't realize it, but when I saw it at the moment, I suddenly felt uncomfortable... ．

Half an hour later, Bai Ye saw the turbid pool spring, smiled, found out the red robe that he didn't know if it was Han Qi or someone else, put it on his body, groaned slightly, patted the treasure bag, and flew out a white short sword, curling up the short beard under the chin and the long hair hanging down the waist.

When he jumped off the cliff, Bai Ye returned to the image of a few years ago, but before the barren mountain trial, the urgency and sorrow that always lingered in his eyebrows dissipated, turning into confidence and insipidity.

Standing in the place where he stepped into the trial, Bai Ye looked back, nearly six years had passed since the Black Peak mutation, but the horror of this place seemed to still linger in the hearts of the surrounding barren mountain demon beasts, and along the way, Bai Ye didn't even see a single demon beast appear.

The several pieces of Dan grass that Bai Ye saw on the cliff back then, and he didn't know who picked them all, which made him a little disappointed, it seems that there have been Fujia disciples here for several years.

Taking a deep breath, Bai Ye's eyes flashed, and when his big sleeves waved, his body suddenly rushed out and headed towards the Fujia Mountain Gate, the speed was so fast that even if someone saw it, it would only be suspected that he was hallucinating.

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