Chapter 2: The Treasure of the Gods

Chen Yun soon saw his sister Chen Zhiyu, the little girl was taller than him, but at this time she was excited like a little girl, and she didn't know the situation of the situation. Looking at his sister's bright and delicate eyes, Chen Yun's heart was soft. After telling Zhiyu not to run around recently and spend more time cultivating, he returned to his room.

Faced with forced marriage a month later, he already had a preliminary solution. The key is that he must defeat Wang Zhi openly, otherwise even if the ending changes, the Chen family will have to pay a great price. After all, the Taiyan Dojo is only a subordinate dojo of Taiyi Sword Garden, and Wang Ran, as an elder of Taiyi Sword Garden, has a respected status and must not be bullied!

Sitting cross-legged, he lifted Taiyan and began to look inward to check his condition.

The skill of cultivation is divided into three products and nine multiplication of "heaven, earth and man" by the ancient powers, and Taiyan is the main practice of Taiyan Dojo, and the character is multiplied, and the highest can be cultivated to the realm of seven colors. In the world of cultivation, the present life of any high-level practice is indispensable for a struggle. The Heavenly Recipe may even trigger a sectarian war and bloodshed. This is also the reason why Chen Yun was the enemy of the world after he occasionally obtained the treasure of the gods in his previous life.

Zhenyuan ran for a week, and with his knowledge of the Five Elements Realm, Chen Yun found that his innate qualifications were really far inferior to those of the eldest brother and younger sister, so it was no wonder that he had been losing to Wang Zhi. Wang Zhi is full of collecting and replenishing evil skills, even if his qualifications are average, he is much stronger than himself. What's more, his qualifications are not bad!

"With such qualifications, cultivation is too slow. It seems that we have to go to the depths of the Taiyi Mountains to obtain that spiritual fruit......"

In his previous life, after his father and brother blew themselves up, Chen Yun was seriously injured and fled with his sister into the depths of the Taiyi Mountains, and they had to encounter a strange spirit fruit before they were able to survive. It was also that spiritual fruit that washed the scriptures for him, so that he could cultivate to the realm of the five elements.

However, the Taiyi Mountains stretched for thousands of miles, and he only had a month, so it was too late to go. He was a little gloomy in his heart, but at the moment he could only rely on himself.

Chen Yun trembled slightly, he gritted his teeth and persisted. The pale cyan true elements in the body were slowly mobilized by Chen Yun, circulating in the meridians in the body, stimulating the pores around the body, absorbing the spiritual energy between heaven and earth to refine one's body, which was a very painful process.

The Nine True Realms are the process of forging the body, forging the mortal fetus, condensing the true fire, and forging the true body. After breaking through the realm of the Eight Desolations, he can be regarded as a true cultivator, controlling the flying sword, flying to the sky and the earth, and breaking through the sword thousands of miles away.

As the True Yuan sped up, in the dark, countless points of light converged around Chen Yun, and soon wrapped him in a thin aura circle, as if a veil enveloped Chen Yun. In the circle, Chen Yun's body kept trembling, becoming more and more violent. A circular aura slowly appeared at the mouth of his heart, and the green light was swallowing, hooking the aura of the outside world, which looked extremely weird.

"Drink ......"

Chen Yun let out a low snort and stopped. For his first cultivation after being reborn, he felt that the situation was completely different from his previous life. Looking at the thin layer of aura around him woven into a light veil, Chen Yun was shocked. However, the moment he lowered his head, his heart immediately trembled.

"This ......"

I saw a simple spiritual mirror attached to his chest, emitting a turquoise halo, and the hollow places on both sides of the mirror ears reflected the words "Yan and God".

"Treasure of the Gods!"

Chen Yun was ecstatic, grabbed the ancient mirror, and began to look at it carefully, regardless of the dissipation of the aura around him. In his previous life, he got this treasure, but he fell into the abyss on the other side before he could study it, but he didn't want this treasure to be reborn with him, or this treasure made him reborn.

It can be said that if you don't die, there will be blessings. The gloom in Chen Yun's heart instantly dispersed, this treasure is in his hand, and the world can get it.

Chen Yun held the ears on both sides with both hands, and the true yuan poured into the words "Yan and Shen". A green light poured out, enveloping his head. Chen Yun only felt that his mind began to drift, and he vaguely came to a mysterious existence. ...,

The space was foggy and obscured, but gradually became clearer. When the world is clear, the goal is actually a picture of the end times.

The sky is collapsing, and there are endless soldiers; In the sky and on the ground, corpses float in a sea of blood.

All kinds of corpses, bones, and weapons float in the blood-colored sea, or crystal jade corpses that are imposing and exude endless power, or huge beasts that are thousands of feet tall and hideous, or mythical dragons...... They all exude a terrifying atmosphere.

Fourteen people hung in the air, all of them were shocking, and the magic method in their hands was unparalleled, and their power was overwhelming. The whole world seemed to be about to collapse, the chaotic air flow was tyrannical, and the space seemed to be torn apart.

In just a moment, Chen Yun was dripping with cold sweat, and he shook his head fiercely, wanting to wave that scene out of his mind, like a brand lingering. The fourteen tall figures suspended in the air, each one so clear, he could even feel the endless coercion rushing towards him, making him suffocate instantly. The sea of floating corpses and blood, the nightmarish scene, all made his scalp tingle.

"What is this? Why is the space so shattered, so terrifying. Those fourteen people, could it be the legendary Ancient Supreme Seven Saints and Seven Evil ......"

The illusion reflected by the ancient mirror was terrifying, but when Chen Yun calmed down, it aroused his strong curiosity, and the true yuan poured into the ancient mirror again, and his mind seemed to be absorbed, and the illusion appeared again.

He found himself in a misty environment, with lightning and thunder in the sky, and strange clouds, as if the sky was falling. Seven hollow pillars that seem to be illusory rise in the sky, according to the seven stars of the Big Dipper, there is a Taiji diagram at the top of the column, the yin and yang fish flow, and the ghost axe is wonderful.

Chen Yun felt like the eye of the sky, looking down on everything. His gaze passed through the fog, and he could vaguely see that there was one person standing at the position of the yin and yang eyes in each picture, a total of fourteen people, all exuding an amazing momentum, shocking Chen Yun's mind. When Chen Yun wanted to concentrate and look again, the misty mist suddenly covered up this qiē, and he could no longer get a glimpse of what was inside.

"Exactly fourteen people, such a coincidence?" Chen Yun wondered in his heart.

He was unwilling to be covered by the fog like this, and exhausted his mental strength, pouring his eyes into it, and his gaze wandered on the seven Taiji diagrams. When his gaze stopped at the Taiji diagram at the position of the last shaking star, the ancient mirror in his hand suddenly flashed. In an instant, he felt as if he had passed through some kind of diaphragm and saw the situation of the two people in the picture.

Among them, the person standing in the yin eye has his hair and sideburns, but he does not see his face, and he is dressed in a sea-blue robe, elegant and unparalleled, and detached from the dust. An ink-colored long sword, exuding supreme qi. He stood on the side of the sword, facing the position of the yang eye, and his qi was locked, ready to attack.

And standing in the position of the yang eye is a fiery red figure, which also has no face. But with long fiery red hair, like a flame burning, a fiery jade long sword pointed obliquely at the yin eye, and the aura around his body was awe-inspiring, and the infinite killing intent roared.

Chen Yun was shocked and inexplicable, the clothes of the two were very simple, and they were not even recorded in ancient books, which was extremely ancient. And the momentum of the two is shocking, and they must cultivate to carry out the ancient and modern, looking at this situation, it seems that the war between the two is about to break out.

Chen Yun was puzzled in his heart, and while he was thinking about it, the two of them started at the same time, turning into two afterimages, one blue and one red, and suddenly the flow of the two Taiji Yin and Yang Diagrams seemed to be disturbed, and there was a momentary pause.

I saw the blue figure ink sword pointing to the sky, one finger horizontally, the sword body burst into a clear sound, and a column of water appeared out of thin air behind the blue figure and exploded out of thin air, and the power of the explosion roared upward, as if it was pulled by the ink sword, turning into a dark blue sea dragon and pointing directly at the red figure.

And the red figure is also a strong cultivation, and his fire jade long sword was slapped by the master, with a roar, and it was inserted diagonally into the middle of the two. The sword trick in his hand was struck, and suddenly the fiery aura soared, swept out a red dragon, and roared away.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

There were three loud bangs in a row, and two figures staggered. The blue figure knelt on one knee, stood at the sword and kowtowed, turning into silence. The red figure stood up with one hand, supporting his forehead with one hand, the red light flashed in front of him, and the fire jade sword pierced through the ground, and he grabbed it with one hand, pointing backwards. ...,

Sincerely, a qiē turns into silence.

Chen Yun stood stunned, the moment the two fought, he seemed to forget a qiē, his hands instinctively gestured in the void, and his fingertips drew the light of the Dao, alternating red and blue.

He's all about simulating the sword skills of two warring men.

I don't know how long it took, Chen Yun finally stopped moving. Suddenly, a halo of red and blue light rose from its heavenly spirit and disappeared into the void. The moment his eyes opened, a little red and blue light disappeared into his dark pupils.

"Eight Dances of the Ink Cold: Lan Lang"

"Flame Streamer: Flying Fire Withered Dragon"

Chen Yun gently spit out two names from his mouth. He had a strange look on his face, and the shock in his eyes was overwhelming.

Just now, at the moment when the two of them made a move, there was a lot of information in his mind out of thin air, including the names of the moves used by the two. Immediately, a strange and obscure mantra poured into his mind, allowing him to escape into the path of enlightenment to practice mantras and perform sword tricks. After only a moment's effort, he was surprised to find that there was actually a strange true element in his body, and the sword technique seemed to be imprinted in his mind. He raised his hands weakly, and the strange true element in his body was urged, and in an instant, the red flame in one hand and the blue light in the other hand rose up, making him appear more and more dusty.

Chen Yun forcibly pressed the shock in his heart, and looked at the other six divine pillars in the distance again, only to find that they were still covered by the fog and could not penetrate it no matter what. At this moment, an ethereal voice sounded:

"Tongxian Bridge breaks the spiritual realm and collapses, the seven saints and seven evils, and the sobarren saints. Yan Shen Realm greedy heaven creation, Yan Shen Bao Jian, Yan Shen true understanding, supreme laws, in order to pass on the descendants to treat the immortals. If the immortals are gone, where will the Tao remain? My generation of monks, what can I ...... do?"

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