Bai Ye walked quickly at this moment, and his divine sense always shrouded behind him, until the sky darkened, and there was a trace of relief in his heart. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He is not afraid of the monks in the middle stage of foundation building, if there is no heavy treasure magic, it is not difficult to kill, but like Xu Kaishan, a monk who is at the peak of foundation building, with his cultivation that has just entered the foundation building, the certainty of retreating with his whole body will never exceed fifty percent.

The inheritance left by Luo Xian, after he successfully stepped into the foundation, has not had much time to comprehend, but the immortal pattern has been inherited, after all, there is still something to gain.

In the face of Xu Kaishan, Bai Ye pointed out the technique of grasping the strange and peerless Dao Scrolling Dou Turn, and he himself didn't know what kind of power it would have, but at that moment, the kind of qi that suddenly solidified the space still shocked his heart.

"This is the immortal art!Although only a trace of enlightenment, but has made the passage of time freeze the moment, if you fully understand the three major inheritance techniques, I am building the foundation, then the foundation is invincible, if in Jindan, even the peak of Jindan will be dim... ”

At this moment, Bai Ye's heart rose with strong self-confidence, he had stepped into cultivating immortals for more than ten years, and had stepped through countless hardships and dangers of life and death, he was no longer a low-level soldier who could not help life and death on the battlefield back then, nor was he the Qi Condensing Monk who had to endure humiliation in the face of a higher realm, but became a foundation building monk with the inheritance of immortals.

On the road of cultivating immortals before building the foundation, Bai Ye was confident, but there was a vast fog, so he had to choose carefully, for fear that if he made a mistake, there would be no bones, but today's finger cleared the confusion and let him see the right direction to move forward.

The next journey, although it will still be frightening and dangerous, the direction is already imprinted in my heart.

Bai Ye landed in an open space, thinking silently, at this time, he did not cultivate Tu Na as usual, nor did he immerse himself in the comprehension of the immortal pattern, but considered the changes brought by the Luo Immortal inheritance to his path of cultivating immortals, planning the future path and strengthening the Dao heart of the immortal cultivator.

The darkness passed silently, the sky gradually brightened, and when Bai Ye raised his head, his eyes showed decisiveness, and even more essence flashed.

This night, the confusion and apprehension in his Dao heart realm were gone, although he did not temper Danhai Xiantai, but the ascension of his Dao heart made his foundation building realm completely stable.

"Li Renlong borrowed the blessed land without returning to take away the longevity of Zhu Xiu Shou Yuan, since I also came here, I can't let him take away my vitality by saying anything, although there is a lot of accidents to open the mountain, but there is where I must go!

There is also speculation about the masked monk, if it is good, its purpose will not be pure. Thinking of this, Bai Ye waved his big sleeves and returned to his original outfit, but his face had completely changed, becoming an ugly face that looked like he was in his twenties and had broken eyebrows and nose.

In the past, he got two phantom mirages from Heng Po, one of the images had caused a great misunderstanding of Taoist Tang poems, although after a turmoil, the explanation was clear, but the mirage was not recovered, and the only one left was Heng Po's appearance that day.

Bai Ye's divine sense entered the jade slip again, and the white dot was still in place, making him understand that it was the destination of the gathering, he suddenly turned around, and when he roared in the direction of guidance, the desolate tripod in the depths of the pupil of his left eye flickered, directly sealing the jade slip completely inside the tripod.

At this moment, the red dot representing him suddenly disappeared from the other jade slips.

Bai Ye's figure swept over the mountains, and as time slowly passed, he got closer and closer to the position of the white dot that imprinted his mind.

It was empty at the moment, only a few ancient trees existed, and compared to other places, even the terrain was no longer the same, and there were broken rocks everywhere, scattered in size and size, such as there used to be an extremely majestic mountain here, but there was a terrible collapse, causing the rocks to slide around.

In the shadow of a boulder, almost a hundred feet, seven monks sat cross-legged at this moment.

Their faces were invisible, or they were covered with a veil of hats, or they were silent under their cloaks. There is only one person, wearing a white mask, his eyes fall on the jade slip in his hand from time to time, although he can't see the expression, but if he looks closely, he can see the solemnity and anxiety in his eyes, and even a trace of panic.

"Two hundred years of arrangement, success or failure in one fell swoop, the number of nine people is not less than enough, but a few hours ago, why did one trace disappear, is it an accident?

If that's the case, then wouldn't my painstaking layout be a failure, damn it, the first few times it was smooth sailing, why is this the last time there are waves, only eight people to pay tribute, to seize this earth-shattering creation, I'm afraid there is not much chance!

Damn! Damn! There is only nine times to return to the blessed land, if it fails, then my thousand-year-old wait will not be all in vain, my road to becoming an immortal, damn! Why did there be a mistake at a critical moment... ”

At this moment, the masked monk's eyes were blood-red, and even due to the agitation of his mood, the cultivation aura fluctuated, causing the surrounding space to be abnormal, making the other five monks suddenly look at him.

The fall of these gazes made the masked monk suddenly startled, and he resisted the madness of his inner desires, adjusted his breathing, and still looked as immobile as a mountain.

Soon, after another half an hour, a figure in the sky flew rapidly and fell directly to the Baizhang boulder.

The speed of the people who came was extremely fast, but after three or two breaths, they approached in an instant and appeared in front of everyone.

When the masked monk saw the visitor, his eyes flickered, as if he was puzzled and thoughtful, he glanced at the jade slip in his hand, and suddenly found that the red dots had become nine again.

"What's going on? Could it be that this person, who seems to be only in the early stage of foundation building, and who no longer conceals his face, has the means to seal the jade slip, but what is his purpose? Or is it that the old thing sensed my plan, and this person was a means of countermeasures... ”

Due to Fang Cai's flustered mind and the fact that his long-cherished wish for a thousand years was approaching, the masked monk was inexplicably nervous and even suspicious at the slightest abnormality at the moment.

The traces of the ugly young man in the white linen shirt in front of him disappeared strangely on the jade slip, and then suddenly appeared, especially as he fell, the red dots were nine again, all of which were abnormal, for the masked monk, he had deep suspicions.

However, seeing that the big event was approaching and the number of nine people was complete, it also made him breathe a sigh of relief. 、

The old thing has not completed the plundering of the years, and it is impossible to get out of it, even if this person is the means by which he discovers the abnormality, but with his own cultivation, as long as it is not the old ghost himself, the masked monk does not care.

The appearance of the undisguised appearance of the person made the other people look down, but the image of the nostrils facing the sky and the broken eyebrows made everyone frown slightly, and they immediately turned their heads.

Obviously, this person's cultivation is not enough for others to ignore the disgust for his appearance.

Bai Ye fell, seeing this expression, the corners of his mouth showed a hint of mockery, and at the same time, his eyes swept between everyone, and he immediately recognized Xu Kaishan, who was at the peak of the foundation, although he hid the aura of cultivation, but his body shape was too special, and at the same time, because of his soul and blood, Ding Li, who was sitting cross-legged in a corner, and his whole body was hidden under the black cloak, which also made Bai Ye understand his identity.

"Out of ten, counting me, I have come to eight, and I have the impression that in addition to the rebellious monk who built the foundation at the peak, there is also a thinner monk who has not arrived. ”

Bai Ye silently walked to Ding Li's side, crossed his knees and closed his eyes, as if he was ignoring everything outside his body, but he was groaning in his heart.

After another tea time, Bai Ye raised his head suddenly and looked at the sky, and at the same time, everyone stared at it with the same eyes.

The two long rainbows roared, and the undisguised fluctuations of cultivation caused the surrounding wind to blow violently, even if it was far away, and spread out, causing the ground to raise dust and sand.

When he saw these two Changhongs, Bai Ye's eyes condensed slightly, and a voice of doubt sounded in his heart: "Huh, he actually came!"