The top of the green mountain, the vast expanse.

The sun left the black and white horizon, and the gray sky began to slowly turn a light blue, very light.

In the blink of an eye, the light of the rising sun revealed a crimson face under the morning glow. The radiant brilliance is awe-inspiring, yet difficult to look at.

Then, the four rays of colorful glow formed several rays of light like fire, setting off the brilliance of the red sun, rising.

Just as a mountain wind blew, the shallow clouds drifting in the void greeted the red sun with the mountain wind.

The rising red sun loomed in this shallow cloud, changing rapidly. As the floating clouds gradually faded, tens of thousands of golden rays of light penetrated through the shallow clouds towards the mountain peak where Yang Zhao was standing.

Yang Zhao sat on the top of the green mountain, breathing in the innate qi that formed with the sunrise, and the true yuan also began to run wildly in the meridians.

As that innate qi became weaker and weaker, and gradually multiplied into an acquired qi, Yang Zhao stopped the majestic true yuan operation, and the ups and downs of divine consciousness in the sea of divine consciousness slowly eased down.

Raising his state to the best Cheng Dù, Yang Zhao looked at the only top-grade pill in his hand, and his mood began to fluctuate.

Based on his trust in the best Tsukidan, Yang Zhao believes that he will not fail to break through. But he was afraid of accidents, and the uneasiness in his heart also began to affect Yang Zhao's mood. Therefore, he used ten spirit stones to lay out the spirit gathering array recorded in the Purple Void Yellow Court True Scripture.

Looking at the majestic aura in the array, watching the aura gradually loom and turn into reality and reality, Yang Zhao was relieved.

Yang Zhao recalled the operation methods on the Purple Void Yellow Court True Scripture, and began to breathe in those spiritual qis, guiding his true essence from the dantian qi sea to the respective meridians on his body.

Feeling the wind, feeling the clouds disperse, and feeling every move around him, Yang Zhao swallowed the best Zhuji Dan into his mouth and silently closed his eyes.

In an instant, countless Dao Dao turned into the aura between the void and the real, and began to drill into the fine holes on Yang Zhao's body.

Above the blue sky, which was originally still thousands of miles of white clouds, layers of purple clouds suddenly formed, gathering towards the void above Yang Zhao's head.

At this moment, the various meridian acupuncture points on Yang Zhao's body were like fire. The feeling like a fierce fire led the trace of aura that entered his body to begin to burst out violently.

But Xiao Bai was waiting for Yang Zhao's breakthrough in the mountains, and when she floated her divine thoughts into the air, she was surprised to find that the purple clouds in the void began to condense into purple thunder light.

"Ah, how is that possible. Xiaobai shouted in surprise.

yes, it's simply not possible. Even if Xiaobai's cultivation method was different from that of human cultivators, he also knew that only powerful cultivators such as Mahayana, Crossing Tribulation, and Scattered Immortals would trigger the power of the Divine Thunder Heavenly Tribulation, how could Yang Zhao's small Qi Refining Period Great Perfection Breakthrough Foundation Building Period also cause the Heavenly Tribulation?

Yang Zhao felt the unbearable power of this kind of heaven and earth, and he also woke up. 、

Looking at the purple thunder color formed on the top of his head, Yang Zhao was also confused.

He said to himself: "How can this be, even if I eat a top-grade Zhuji Dan, it is impossible to form this kind of power of heaven and earth when I break through." ”

"Boom. ”

There was an earth-shattering roar, flickering in the purple clouds.

Yang Zhao sealed his hands and hurriedly unfurled several prohibitions from in front of him.

"Boom. ”

Another burst of thunder sounded in Yang Zhao's ears.

Under the majestic power of heaven and earth, the power is unbreakable, and the power is unexplainable. Between this combination of majesty and might, Yang Zhao seemed to be insignificant in this sea of heaven and earth.

A "snap" sounded.

With that snapping sound, a purple thunderbolt slashed towards the cyan cliff where Yang Zhao was sitting.

Yang Zhao couldn't, so he had to draw his spirit sword to resist the majestic thunder.

That purple thunder, above Yang Zhao's head, seemed to have spirituality, bypassing the spirit sword in Yang Zhao's hand and coming towards Yang Zhao's body.

Feeling the thunderous action, Yang Zhao was suddenly shocked.

The boundless energy shook the heavens and the earth, and the power of the vast heaven and earth spread out, as if it could split this space.

The top of the green mountain also seemed to be afraid of this coercion, and began to tremble violently.

The sound of "boom" was overwhelming.

The purple thunder slashed from the top of Yang Zhao's head to the center of his eyebrows, destroying his sea of divine consciousness, as well as the dantian and meridians that were full of true yuan.

Yang Zhao felt the heart-rending pain, and only woke up after losing his mind for a while. He didn't know how long he had lost his mind, maybe only for a short time.

The place where Zhihai and the dantian and meridians were still painful, and the aftermath of the purple thunder from the sky was still tormenting the inside of his body. With every movement, he could feel as if his body had begun to split.

He then closed his eyes and involuntarily activated the Purple Void Yellow Court True Scripture.

Yang Zhao's sea of divine consciousness and the dantian and meridians seemed to be shattered, and with the operation of the Purple Void Yellow Court True Sutra, it began to slowly recover.

"What the hell is going on?" Yang Zhao was also puzzled, but he also knew that the operation of those true scriptures could bring benefits to himself, so he had to slowly reshape his divine consciousness and the sea of dantian with that purple light, and connect those broken meridians.

Those shattered divine consciousnesses and the sea of dantian and meridians were instantly recast again with the power brought by the Purple Void Yellow Court True Scripture. Under the light of that purple light, those broken divine consciousnesses, dantians, and meridians gradually returned to their original appearance, but they became more stable.

It seems wonderful, but it is so dangerous. If one is not careful, I am afraid that those places where the divine consciousness and the sea of dantian and meridians that have just been stabilized will probably have to be shattered and collapsed again.

With the operation of the Purple Void Yellow Court True Scripture, such a sentence appeared in Yang Zhao's sea of knowledge:

The Purple Void God Thunder enters the divine consciousness and the dantian and meridians.

When the body is tempered with divine thunder, and the power of divine thunder is received.

Cultivate the Divine Thunder Dharma.

After this sentence appeared in Yang Zhao's sea of knowledge, there was a "snap", and another thunder came towards Yang Zhao, but this time he did not defend himself, but took the initiative to meet the purple thunder that broke through the sky.

Several thunderbolts followed, and every time the thunderbolt dissipated, Yang Zhao's body began to break as it had been after the first thunderbolt, and then began to recover again.

Although his body was in great pain, Yang Zhao's face showed inexplicable joy. Feeling the quenching body of the purple thunder, the body returned to its original state and became more solid, which made him benefit a lot from his spirit.

An hour later, several thunderbolts dispersed.

In the past few hours, a total of nine thunderbolts were slashed at Yang Zhao, and Yang Zhao also went through nine thunderbolts in a row.

As the thunder dissipated, a powerful breath of life began to permeate in front of Yang Zhao. This aura was like a proud saintess, nourishing Yang Zhao's body, slowly flowing through his meridians, until it turned back into the dantian qi sea and divine consciousness.

It turned out that it was the legendary supreme Tsukidan who began to slowly transform the medicinal power in his body.

With the transformation of the medicinal power, the spiritual energy in the Spirit Gathering Array began to run majestically, heading towards Yang Zhao's body, like spring water, with the transformation of the medicinal power, with the powerful breath of life, it gradually dissipated in his body.

The medicinal power of Zhuji Dan was transformed extremely quickly, and when those spiritual qi dissipated in Yang Zhao's body, those medicinal powers also melted into his dantian.

Then Yang Zhao also opened his eyes and began to wake up.

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In the morning, fog gradually rose in the green hills, but there was no wind.

The faint mist obscured the rising sun in the early morning.

But seeing the top of this green mountain, the sea of fog rises and falls, like the waves of the sea, surging, but it is extremely spectacular.

Yang Zhao did not look at this sea of fog with his eyes, but used the power of his divine sense to perceive this ocean formed by the mist through the sea of knowledge.

And he seemed to be integrated into this ocean, so ethereal, so looming.

The mysterious and mysterious feeling, through Yang Zhao's mind, produced a kind of secluded and hazy beauty.

In this ocean like a dream, Yang Zhao felt the changes between heaven and earth, which made him elusive.

It seems to be poetic and picturesque, which makes him have infinite reverie.

As the wind rose and the clouds moved, the feeling of combining movement and reality made Yang Zhao's mind begin to move slightly.

In this sea, he is like a flat boat, so small, so insignificant.

Yes, in this world of cultivation, he is just a flat boat in this sea, Yang Zhao couldn't help but sigh.

At this time, Yang Zhao's mind sank into this sea and began to be confused, he didn't know what he was confused about, but silently used his mind to perceive a qiē in this sea.

Soon after, he saw Xiaobai waiting for him not far from him, and a gentle smile began to emanate from the bottom of his heart.

There is a beautiful girl who is worried and looking forward to herself, so why should he be confused about these boring things, even if it is a drop in the ocean, why bother with himself?

At this time, his heart also began to show an unprecedented calmness.

The breeze gradually blew, and the sea of mist in the void began to disappear as if it had been cut off from the water source, leaving only the light clouds and the golden red sun, which hung quietly in the sky.

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The chapter title of this chapter is one of my favorite verses, and I used it to write a poem when I was nineteen years old. Hehe.

The Champs tower was covered by mist, and the rain was dense at that time. I look at the world like the sea, and I am also dreamy.

Hehe, it's also smiling and generous. The title of the poem is even more wonderful, and I feel the feeling of watching the world alone on the seventeenth floor in the morning. Time is so fast, it's been another year in the blink of an eye.