Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Bai Ye was immersed in the ancient characters of the evolution of the immortal pattern, and he didn't know the passage of time, until this day, he suddenly woke up from the mysterious and difficult to understand the Taoist enlightenment..

"Grip the strange way scroll - dou turn, hold the strange wonder of the road roll - cover the sea, the destruction of the years - the passage of time. The Art of Inheritance ?..."

In front of him, the woman in white had already dissipated, and only Bai Ye stood at the bottom of the abyss, looking at Xiao Ding who was slowly turning in front of him, and there was a murmuring sound in his mouth.

Suddenly, Bai Ye's eyes shrank, and a hundred feet away in front of him, Jiang Baili and several Fu Jia elders were galloping towards this place, which made his whole body immediately chill.

At this moment, Bai Ye has to inherit the white-clothed woman who claims to be Luo Xian, and the immortal tripod is floating in front of him, which can make all the secrets of his immortal path bright will be displayed in front of others.

After this change, Bai Ye knew how ruthless the elders of the Fujia Sect were, and in the face of Bai Ye's immortality in the abyss, as well as what he saw in front of him, he would definitely use cruel means to find out all this.

At this moment, Bai Ye's brain was almost blank.

In a few breaths, Jiang Baili and the others had already swept in front of Bai Ye, and what was strange was that they didn't seem to see Bai Ye.

Even, when they walked in front of Bai Ye, they seemed to be talking, but their eyes didn't look here.

At this time, Bai Ye stood there, existing as if he was invisible.

Bai Ye's heart was extremely nervous, he didn't think about such a strange reason in front of him, he didn't dare to move, he didn't even dare to blink his eyes.

Jiang Baili and the others searched for it, turned to other places, and after the figure disappeared, Bai Ye quickly ran behind the scattered boulders, panting heavily, and his body trembled.

His eyes flashed, looking at the levitating Xiaoding, his face was thoughtful, and for a moment, a realization appeared.

"Yes, that Luo Immortal once said that this place is covered by desolation among the world, is it possible that this place has become an independent existence like a forbidden formation."

Thinking of Jiang Baili and the others talking, but couldn't hear it, Bai Ye's eyes flashed, and he was even more sure of the guess in his heart.

"My voice is only here, not out, and the voice of the outside world cannot be transmitted either... In the same way, I can see the other, and he cannot see me."

While thinking about it, Zhuo Qingshu appeared here, and when Bai Ye's eyes fell on him, Zhuo Qingshu didn't notice it.

"I've determined that this place is isolated, and I've got two points left, and I need to test it... It's just..."

Bai Ye looked at Zhuo Qingshu approaching, almost less than a foot to the floating Xiaoding, and suddenly felt apprehensive in his heart, "He has noticed this?... No, there is nothing unusual in my eyes..."

Bai Ye's eyes flickered, and at this time, he gritted his teeth, stepped out from behind the boulder, and carefully observed Zhuo Qingshu's expression, and at the same time spoke: "Elder Zhuo... Elder Zhuo..."

called several times in a row, and saw that his face was the same, so he exhaled a long breath, walked to the bottom of Xiaoding, and sat down cross-legged.

After Zhuo Qingshu left, Bai Ye sat there, seeing many elders passing by here, and seeing that they didn't pay any attention to him, he couldn't help but laugh.

Especially when the white-faced veiled female elder came over, Bai Ye was even more bold, wanting to walk in front of him and look at the face under the white veil, which was like a girl's face, or a drooping old woman.

When he saw Wan Dongchuan, who forcibly captured him and ingested him into the abyss with his own hands, Bai Ye gritted his teeth and scolded.

Wan Dongchuan didn't squint, he came straight to Xiaoding, and almost stood in front of him, but he frightened Bai Ye so much that his complexion changed suddenly, thinking that he was aware of it, and closed his mouth in a panic.

At that moment, the two were only half a foot apart, almost facing each other, and the big eyes stared at the small eyes for a long time, but one was as pale as usual, and the other was pale.

These elders of Fujia tossed back and forth for more than an hour, especially, Wan Dongchuan almost walked in front of Bai Ye several times for some reason, and after Bai Ye became bolder, he almost pointed at his nose, jumped to his feet and scolded, and fiercely let out the evil anger in his heart.

After the Fu Jia elders left completely, Bai Ye was refreshed, sat down cross-legged, his eyes flashed, and he thought about the voice word by word in his mind.

Half an hour later, Bai Ye showed a little realization, "When I was in the Ink Bamboo Forest, I saw Xianding for the first time, and I saw the woman who called herself Luo Xian, at the last moment, she was stained with blood mist, even if she immediately cut off the contaminated place, she couldn't stop the collapse of her body, combined with what the voice said, and finally appeared here, it was just a wisp of so-called Dao thought, and her person had died as early as that battle..."

"That black-armored man should be what kind of Ditian, he fled with serious injuries, but he couldn't get rid of the set of immortal methods called the art of years in Ding, Luo Xian, so there are thirteen drops of blood that can be resurrected missing, and..."

Bai Ye glanced around, his eyes narrowed slightly, "This place is the place where one of the thirteen drops of blood was lost, and he turned into a heart to be reincarnated, but it was only because I brought his inner pill and the single horn on his head that he was resurrected in advance, but it was incomplete, and it was because the spirit was not there..."

"Come to think of it, the time I fought with Luo Kui, it was Luo Xian Dao Nian who urged Xian Ding... Just after entering the abyss... The situation was so critical at that time, why was there no movement..."

Bai Ye touched his chin and thought thoughtfully: "Yes, she is just a thought, pinned on the wilderness, although she uses the technique of years and years to devour the spiritual energy, but the years are too long, and it is close to dissipating... She didn't come out, just to extinguish one of the thirteen nirvana bloods..."

Thinking of Luo Xian's illusory figure, and the final dissipation, Bai Ye already understood: "After the two immortal techniques of the Divine Peerless Dao Scroll were cast, I saw the blue light circulating outside his body, and it suddenly dimmed..."

"Even the extinction of the years can only be exerted by storing the light of the extinction of the desolate yuan... More in the inheritance... I borrowed that only one of them to turn into a fairy pattern, and it was imprinted in my mind..."

"The blue light that has been lingering around his body should be the art of life in the art of life and death of the years, extinguishing the vitality, making the years pass, giving birth to the aura of heaven and earth, and turning it into its own vitality..."

"I now have the inheritance of Luo Immortal, although I have lost the life of the years, but I have the three immortal techniques of "Dou Zhuan", "Covering the Sea" and "Passing Away" in my mind, as long as I can understand these three immortal techniques, then..."

Bai Ye's eyes suddenly became hot, flashing with sharp light, and even his breathing became short, and his mood couldn't be calm for a long time.

After a long time, Bai Ye's eyes flashed, he stood up suddenly, and looked at the desolate ding, which was handed down by Luo Xian, which was the treasure of the desolate family - the Taoist Hidden Scripture.

"Practice... You can set foot on the Gu Immortal Road..."

Ding Xiao is only an inch, at this moment, there is no blue and white light in the Ding, which can make him look through the Ding belly at a glance.

Bai Ye's eyes swept away, the abdominal wall was smooth, and there was no handwriting, only the immortal patterns flashed from time to time, which made him slightly stunned.

"Luo Immortal Inheritance, I once said that there is a Desolate Dao Hidden Scripture in the Ding, it is impossible to have a fake, but why don't you see it, is it because my cultivation is too low..."Bai Ye frowned and muttered in his mouth.

"The three major immortal arts all exist in immortal patterns... Could it be that the same is true of this canon..."

Bai Ye looked at the immortal patterns that flashed from time to time on the abdominal wall of the ding, and suddenly lit up in front of him, and immediately exuded his divine consciousness and flew into the ding.

At this moment, a voice echoed in Bai Ye's mind, the voice was small at first, Bai Ye had to concentrate on all his mind in order to hear clearly, as more and more words were transformed into immortal patterns, the voice became more and more powerful.

Especially in the end, the words gathered by the fairy patterns flickered with bright light, flew out of the Dingkou, and opened in the air array, causing this independent space to shine with dazzling light everywhere, almost into a world of light.

The voice that reached Bai Ye's mind became more and more grandiose, with a sense of vicissitudes, connected into a Great Dao Sutra, and it was difficult to understand its meaning.

At this moment, Bai Ye stood there, the bright light enveloped him, and the quaint words that opened up in an array flickered with patterns, and word by word flew into the center of his eyebrows.

When every word fell, Bai Ye's mind reverberated violently, sometimes like the crack of heaven and earth, a tsunami and a landslide, sometimes like a Buddhist chant, and the divine sound was ethereal.

The sound is not too long, opposite to the ancient characters transformed by the immortal pattern, one tone and one word, one word and a thousand lines, the sound is like a brand, the word is like a reflection, and the immortal pattern is all visible, all of which appear clearly in Bai Ye's mind.

The whole process, but more than ten breaths, in addition to the "Tao Tibetan Sutra" three ancient words, the whole scripture is only ninety-nine words, these ninety-nine words are all "Tao" words, but none of the words are the same, ninety-nine words, 100,000 immortal pattern evolution.

One begets two, two begets three, three begets ten thousand, and all are endless.

Every word is wrapped around the ancient rhyme, there is a sense of Taoism, one word, the Tao is different, and the fairy pattern is simple and vast, difficult to understand.

"Boom!"

When the last word did not enter Bai Ye's eyebrows, Huang Ding shook violently and made a distant sound, this sound did not exist in space, and directly entered Bai Ye's mind, making him lose the rhyme of the word, and when he couldn't extricate himself, Huo Ran opened his eyes.

At this moment, fear flashed in Bai Ye's eyes, and when the immortal pattern Dao character and the vicissitudes of life sound appeared in his mind at the same time, his mind was immediately confused.

Different from the three immortal arts of immersion, the art is the inheritance of Luo Xian, and the comprehension is unknown, and it wakes up at that time.

And the Taoist Tibetan Sutra, if the viewer is not a desolate clan, even if he is an immortal, he will sink into it, and there will never be a day of soberness.

I don't know how many years ago, the barren people watched the scriptures, and if the barren Ding was not shaken, they were also lost.

I don't know when this Tibetan scripture came from, I don't know who it came from, since the appearance of the barren ding, the wall belly is engraved with this scripture immortal pattern.

The ancestors of the desolate clan have been deserved, cultivating the scriptures, establishing the desolate clan, and since then they have been famous and desolate, and they are the holy weapons of the clan.

This scripture exists in the wilderness, can be observed, engraved in the mind, but can not be exported, the exit is silent, can not be worded, the word is not traced, can only be self-aware of its realm, and can not be passed on, this scripture does not seem to exist in the world.

If Bai Ye hadn't had the three major immortal techniques of Luo Xian's brand, the immortal pattern ancient characters of his life's enlightenment had inherited the breath of the desolate clan, and Huang Ding had been urged by Luo Xian's Taoist thoughts, and he had been in Bai Ye Danhai for several months, and he had that breath of contact.

With Bai Ye's cultivation, Mo said that if he wants to indulge in it, even the moment he contemplates the scriptures, his divine consciousness will be torn apart in an instant.

After a while, Bai Ye's eyes disappeared in shock, and he sat down again.

"This scripture is all "Dao" words, composed of fairy patterns, the meaning of the Tao, its difficult and profound, don't say that cultivation, is to participate in its lines, clear its meaning, afraid that the fairy patterns of each word, are by no means a short time can be understood..."

"And the three major immortal arts, although there are only two crosses, but they are also immortal mysteries, which are realized by Luo Xian in his life, and their meaning is even more difficult to understand... All of this is because the cultivation realm is too low... I can't feel it."

"It's like knowing that there is a treasure in front of you, but being blocked by an indestructible door, if you want to take it out, you can only find the key... And this key is the cultivation realm."

"If I want to understand the three major immortal arts, in addition to the perception left by the Ginseng Luo Immortal, the only way to improve my cultivation is... It's the only way... There are no shortcuts..."

"And..."

At this time, the scene of the floating mountains and valleys appeared in Bai Ye's mind, and his face showed deep thought, "Where is this, before Luo Xian dissipated, why did you imprint this scene in my mind...?"

There are some things in the west of the world today, and I may offer more than 3,000 words on this one, if I come back early, I will work hard in the evening to see if I can come again!