"The ancients have spirits and open the world. Derivation of all races!"

"Tens of millions of years ago, the human race was a slave, but the human race is endless! The ancestors of our human race, the blue wisps of the road, worked hard and blood, rose in the humble, so that our human race stood on the top of the world! Looking forward to the people of future generations, do not forget, do not forget!"

This is the Luoxia Sect!

Every time it is dusk, thousands of miles of light shine, and countless clouds fall from there! Hence the name!

In the Luoxia Sect!

A young man, holding a jade book in his hand! The words stained with black ink in front of him are like butterflies flying in the sky, trying to break free from the shackles of the jade book and fly into the sky!

The pen is vigorous, and the pen is a dragon and snake!

This is just a wedge, almost a wedge in all the classics in the cultivation realm!

In order to commemorate, tens of millions of years ago, that unbearable history full of mud, sweat and blood!

"The way of heaven, the way of the earth, to make up for the deficiency with oneself, the way of man, stealing the yin and yang of heaven and earth, refining the gods, Mingzhi, through the sky, in the name of the Tao, the road to immortality ......" An obscure scripture was recited from the mouth of the young man. Along with these scriptures, there seemed to be a burst of folds in the space, and wisps of qi gradually poured into the young man's body, but the next moment, those qi that poured into the young man's body spurted out like sharp arrows from the countless pores around him in an instant!

It's like a leaky balloon, and the qi that remains in the body is only one-ten-thousandth of a strand of hair.

A person who cultivates immortals cultivates qi and cultivates qi, and the first step is to condense qi! If there is no way to steal spiritual qi from between heaven and earth, then how can he cultivate qi and how to practice qi! Fortunately, although his qualifications are poor, at least he is not a completely leaky body. Although every time it condenses, it can only condense the slightest. But it's better than nothing. Accumulate a lot, and you can always succeed in condensation!

The spiritual power between heaven and earth continued to surge, and it also continued to dissipate in the young man's body, and finally, returned to heaven and earth. It's like a leaky sieve!

Dou Da's sweat continued to drip from his forehead, this is the most important step! He only needs to run the spiritual power in his body for a week, and when he returns to the dantian, it is the first step in cultivating immortals! He has practiced qi for this step! As long as he cultivates to the point of practicing qi, then he can practice openly!

For this step, he has been preparing for ten years!

How many decades are there in life!

A mortal, a few decades of time, is just a snap of a finger! Fleeting! A seven-foot body has also tried in vain to live forever! And finally returned to the loess!

He's gambling, gambling with ten years!

It took him 10 years to break through the realm that ordinary people can break through in three months! And now, it is the closest he has ever come to success! Unprecedented joy is mixed with bitterness.

Mortals! Mortals! One step, you can be extraordinary!

The spiritual power starts from the Hand Taiyin Lung Meridian, and then spreads to the Hand Yang Ming Large Intestine Meridian, the Foot Yang Ming Stomach Meridian, the Foot Taiyin Spleen Meridian, and the Hand Shao Yin Heart Meridian and then leads to the twelve righteous meridians all over the body!

Since it is not a leakless body, in the process of running the Zhou Tian, there will be a continuous loss of spiritual power! Therefore, whether or not the vast majority of spiritual power can be left in the body is a prerequisite for cultivation!

I don't know how many monks like him have in the entire cultivation realm! And the vast majority of them have given up! They can't pretend to be immortals! It's better to return to the red dust and be a rich man in the red dust! Wouldn't it be nice to have fine clothes and jade food?

But there are also people like him who are unwilling to be fateful, and who have been floating and sinking in the cultivation realm all their lives!

But the boy is different from these people! What he cultivates is not an ordinary exercise! It is the "Changhong Sunset Technique", one of the exercises of the Seven Great Town Sects of the Luoxia Sect.

Legend has it that the founding patriarch of the Luoxia Sect traveled the world and made the four seas his home.

When passing through here, it coincides with the crisp autumn weather, and the remnant sun is like blood!

Sunset, in the afterglow, thousands of miles of Daze are like the boundless red glow on the horizon! Fish in the water, leaping into the air! In the illusion, it seems to turn into a big peng in the clouds above the nine heavens, flapping its wings and flying! I want to go to the nine heavens!

The patriarch felt something!

Thirty years of enlightenment!

Create the Luoxia Sect with this place, and leave an immortal inheritance!

And "Changhong Sunset Jue" is one of the several great systems left by the ancestor!

It stands to reason that it is impossible for a teenager to come into contact with this kind of exercise! However, he has miraculously obtained it! Perhaps, this is the so-called chance!

Good exercises make strong monks!

For exercises like the "Changhong Sunset Technique," an ordinary monk can achieve a heavy level of qi cultivation in almost a month! Ten years, he can almost enter the Great Perfection of Qi training! And for those gifted genius monks, ten years is enough time for them to enter a higher realm! And it took him ten years to be able to practice qi to a heavy level! Isn't it a tyrannical thing!

But an individual has a personal fate! No one can force it! This is the fairy fate! The fairy fate that belongs to him alone!

The spiritual power flowed from the three meridians of Shaoyang in the hand, and most of the spiritual power was almost dissipated! And by the time it came to the upper dantian, it was almost undetectable! Is it doomed to failure?

With a horizontal heart, he took out an elixir from the jade belt around his waist!

As the name suggests, it is an elixir that assists monks in gathering qi! Generally speaking, almost no monk is willing to take it before practicing qi!

Pills are a double-edged sword, there are pros and cons!

Ordinary monks sense the aura of heaven and earth on their own, and they have a certain affinity for the aura of heaven and earth! And supplemented by pills, this indescribable affinity is almost gone! What's more, they can't feel spiritual power for the rest of their lives!

And now, it is the time when he is closest to practicing qi, and his spirit has reached its peak like never before, and if he doesn't succeed, he will become a benevolent!

The Qi Gathering Pill melted in his mouth, instantly turning into a rolling spiritual power, flowing like an ordinary river in his meridians!

In an instant, he felt an unprecedented abundance! And at this moment, it was as if the six senses were sealed, and he couldn't feel any trace of aura!

A bitter smile crossed the corner of his mouth! Use a lifetime of immortal fate to turn a practice of qi into a heavy! Is it worth it? Is it worth it?

Worth!

There is no endless road! There is a give-and-take!

Running the "Changhong Sunset Formula", the spiritual power in the body rolled, and the previous spiritual power was replenished in an instant. In an instant, he rushed down from the upper dantian! Success, only one step away.

However, at this very moment!

A loud explosion rang out in the distance, ringing in his ears. In an instant, the eardrum oscillated, and the buzzing sound made him lose his mind at this moment!

All of a sudden, the spiritual power was completely uncontrollable. In an instant, it evaporated from his body and merged into heaven and earth!

"Wow~" spat out a mouthful of blood.

His face was pale!

The whole body is about to fall forward!

His hands were on the ground, and his eyes fell on the blood in front of him!

"Why, why......" His hands, clenched tightly, in front of him, as if they were not bloodstains, but shattered dreams!

"Alas~ The child's heart is strong, but the fairy road is ruthless! Ten years of cultivating immortals is a dream, and now the dream is gone, you go down the mountain!" A figure walked from behind the young man, white clothes like snow, crane hair and childish face! The eyes were like swords, sharp and compelling! The three-inch-long beard fluttered in the wind!

With a look of regret, he looked at the boy!

"Is this fate?" the boy's throat was slightly hoarse!

"Alas~" The old man in white sighed slightly, but he didn't say anything!