In reality, clouds and smoke flow, more than ten years are in a flash. Top Novel x 23 u  om

In the game.

It has been one thousand eight hundred years since Ding Yu attained the Earth Immortal Fruit.

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Five realms.

Xizhou.

In the early years of this continent, it was damaged by demons, its spiritual energy was exhausted, and all the spiritual veins were defeated.

After the great disaster.

As time goes by, the immortal path is revived.

The inheritance of the immortal Tao was buried in the ruins and was discovered by a sect.

Left road, side door, and door.

When Xizhou was prosperous, many immortal sects rose again under the leadership of the best people who had inherited their heritage.

It is gradually showing a revival.

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The three major gatekeepers, led by the Sanfan Immortal Sect, the Eight Gods Temple, and the Holy Armor Sect, are united with all the side gates, left paths and casual cultivators in Xizhou to establish the "Xizhou Immortal Cultivation Alliance" to advance and retreat together, resist the ubiquitous demons in the five realms, fight against the Immortal Alliance, and at the same time, they also show a juncture with the Dongzhou Alliance and the South China Sea Alliance.

Among the three major visits to Xizhou League, the Eight Gods Temple is proficient in the "acupoint nourishment technique", which is to accumulate spiritual veins and establish spiritual acupoints. Therefore, the spiritual energy of Xizhou is revived, which is far faster than that of Dongzhou and South China Sea.

Large and small spiritual veins are spread.

The Eight Gods have great views on the situation, and the large and small immortal sects of the Xizhou League also benefited from it.

But if you count on Xizhou, the place with the most spiritual energy is still the "Twelve Dragon Immortal Ridge".

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"The Twelve Dragon Immortal Ridge is really a treasure land."

"I heard from those who are venturing outside that the spiritual energy outside is far worse than the Twelve Dragon Immortal Ridge. Many clan members can't stand it and ran back in three to five years."

In the emerald green bamboo forest, a young man with a head and a brain followed a young man, walking in the forest, stopping from time to time, throwing the land away, and digging out a piece of bamboo shoots.

While digging, he was also talking to the former young man.

The young man held an iron pickaxe in his hand and looked at the bamboo forest that could not be seen at first glance. He said in awe, "You are young, it's normal that you don't know. But I heard from the clan elder that the Twelve Dragon Immortal Ridges are quite big."

"What's the origin?"

The youth's interest turned to look at the young man.

Meng Qiu carried a basket on his back, looking for spiritual bamboo shoots that could be used as medicine, while recalling, "It is said that 1,800 years ago, the Twelve Dragon Fairy Ridge was still a barren land, and no grass grew, and it was a barren land. But that year, an immortal came on a dragon and settled here. The twelve dragons riding by the immortal lie down on the ground and became the twelve mountains in the Twelve Dragon Fairy Ridge. Our ancestors of the Meng family lived on the original naked ground. When the naked land became a treasure land, the ancestors practiced in the ridge. For nearly two thousand years, the Meng family is now in the Twelve Dragon Fairy Ridge, and they are also a big family with the name."

Speaking of the Meng family, the young man Meng Qiu was quite proud.

"ah!"

"The Twelve Dragon Immortal Ridge actually has such a big background?"

The young man Meng Huo suddenly became interested and asked, "The dragon has turned into the Twelve Dragon Immortal Ridge. Where is the immortal? Where has the immortal gone?!"

Cultivation of monks.

From the four realms of acquired nature, you can become a true immortal by building foundations, building spiritual emptiness, forming elixirs, and the soul.

The Meng family is a famous family that can be called "Twelve Dragon Immortal Ridges", but there are only two real ancestors in charge.

It is still out of reach for the realm of immortals.

Meng Huo even heard of the names of the two ancestors and had never seen them before, so he was very curious.

"Immortal"

Meng Qiu looked deep in the bamboo forest with his sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and half-believing and half-doubted, "I heard that this immortal is sleeping in the ridge, and some people say that there is more than one immortal in the ridge. Some people say that the immortal is an old man with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and some people say that it is a fairy child. Most of the bamboo forests in the mountains have emerged from scratch in thirty or fifty years, which is the reason for this green bamboo fairy child. Some people say that it is a fairy in the sky who descends to earth, and some people have seen the fairy god sobbing in the starry night...

In short, there are many different opinions, and it is difficult to distinguish between true and false, and even the elders of the clan don’t know. I’m afraid only the largest “three families and four sects” in the ridge know.”

"If there is really an immortal, I don't know if I can cure my dantian."

Meng Huo covered his stomach, his eyes lit up, and it became darker again.

Seeing this, Meng Qiu secretly blamed himself and hurriedly said, "There are countless spiritual medicines in the world, and the great monks have great magical powers. Your dantian just cannot accumulate internal breath. When your elder brother cultivates the foundation and enters the family Dharma Hall, he will go to the top pharmacist in the family. The alchemist will refine medicine and alchemy for you, and you will definitely be cured by then."

In the cultivation family, my younger brother Meng Huo’s innate dantian was damaged and he could not accumulate internal breath, so he could not practice.

The future is bleak.

As a brother, Meng Qiu couldn't bear it.

Seeing that the eldest brother was nervous, Meng Huo covered up his loss and grinned, "Brother, don't worry about me. If you can't practice, I can still learn pharmacology. In the future, I will prescribe medicine and refine elixirs for my eldest brother."

"Good boy!"

Meng Qiu was relieved when he heard this, and knew that his younger brother just said he didn't care, and he still wanted to practice. Every day when he saw the monks from the family who were coming and going, he showed great envy in his eyes. He was well-behaved and sensible, and he didn't want him to worry. Even if he wanted to practice, he would sneak up in the middle of the night and practice his fists and feet in the yard.

This kid thought he didn't know.

Meng Qiu pretended not to know, but in fact he felt very distressed.

"hey-hey."

Meng Huo smiled foolishly, revealing a big white teeth. Suddenly, he was stunned in his eyes and looked ahead. He saw a green bamboo swaying in front of him, and a child about five or six years old appeared in the bamboo forest.

The little boy's face is as white as jade, his skin is rosy and tender, and his skin is white and red. He is wearing a green bamboo and green dress, barefoot, and he is very arrogant.

He also held a green bamboo stick in his hand.

Blinking at him.

"Where did you come from? There are many sharpened bamboo roots in the bamboo forest. If you fall down and knock it, it will be troublesome!" Meng Huo thought it was dazzled and didn't realize it was amazing. While speaking, he ran towards the barefoot boy.

Meng Qiu saw strange that the back-mountain bamboo forest was rarely visited, and only the Meng family's children with low cultivation were digging some spiritual bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest to eat. How could this five or six-year-old boy appear here?

"Is it a ghost?"

Meng Qiu looked at the little boy again, and saw that he was not panicked at all. He was very different from the ordinary little boy. He was shocked and quickly called to Meng Huo, "I'm back!"

"Big brother?"

Meng Huo stopped and looked back at his elder brother.

But the elder brother's eyes widened, and there seemed to be a trace of starlight lingering in front of him, and there was a sense of coolness on his body. Meng Huo was surprised that when he turned around, the little boy was gone.

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"The innate dantian is broken, which is just right for practicing "Stars**".

"The 'Thirty-Six Styles of Tongtian' was passed down by Ding Yu, and the foundation-building chapter for "Stars and Constellations". If you can learn something, you will have a relationship with my disciple."

Lu Qingfeng was walking barefoot in the mountains, holding a green bamboo stick in his hand.

In the bamboo forest.

It turned into the original body of the Qingjing bamboo to practice for decades. When I woke up, I was covered with green bamboos, and I happened to meet the two brothers of the Meng family, which was also considered fate. As soon as the little Menghuo was a likable person, Lu Qingfeng gave him a fairy fate.

However, whether you can grasp it depends on himself.

For Lu Qingfeng, he just did it casually and would not even pay attention to it in the future.

Walking in the forest.

Soon, Lu Qingfeng crossed the mountains, merged into the earth, and came to a magical place that was unknown in the sky and under. There was a large cocoon of light scattered here.

Like an enlarged cocoon.

However, there were still rays of starlight oozing out in the middle, and it seemed that the essence of the sun and the moon was flowing, revealing the perfection of the sky.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

The light cocoon continues to expand and contract, beating like the heart.

Next to the light cocoon.

There was a woman wearing a simple long dress and a pretty face sitting upright and guarding her face, with a quiet and quiet face. Seeing Lu Qingfeng coming, the woman quickly got up, bowed to Lu Qingfeng, and said, "Greetings to Senior."

The sound is as ethereal as a fairy.

It is Fairy Yanlan.

Lu Qingfeng stood a little far away. After all, he was too short. He could look at Fairy Yan Lan's face with a little raised distance.

He looked at Fairy Yanlan, his brows frowned slightly on his face, and suddenly sighed and shook his head, "You were hit by the ghost Mingzi's "Ten Thousand Ghosts Digging" in his early years. The Netherworld energy penetrated into his heart and lungs. It was not resolved in time, and he suffered consecutive battles and suffered consecutive injuries. The Netherworld energy in his body penetrated into the bone marrow and penetrated into the soul. There were also cold poisons in the city that never sleeps, and the fire poisons in the Holy Fire Purgatory. The power of thunder is like a maggot on the tars bone, and the sword energy is severely damaged in the soul.

We are entangled and brewing, and we have already exhausted our energy. Why not be reincarnated as soon as possible, and keep some foundations in the future?

The use of the essence of plants and trees to force life to prolong life, and the method of sitting and extinguishing the dead can barely prolong life, which is ultimately not a long-term solution."

In the early years.
To be continued...