New Articles Chapter 206: 11 Years of Brilliant Galaxy
When the wolf cat arrived, he was resting in a fairy palace in the distance. After learning that the peerless Elder Qingkong had appeared, he rushed over to pay his respects as soon as possible.
When he learned that a group of people were going to the altar of the Black Peacock Tribe, he immediately became energetic and hurriedly saluted, saying: "This disciple has tied the records of Hengcheng and Yuanzhao. Since they can go, I also want to watch the wonders."
bone."
The two prodigies who were named didn't look very good-looking, but this Chuan Chuan'er was actually on par with them.
Wolfcat explained that otherwise in ten days, after he has thoroughly mastered this scripture, he would have to ask three elders to take him to view the sacred skull.
He felt embarrassed if it was such a troublesome thing.
It was obvious that he wanted to observe the bones in advance, but in the end, he was thinking of the three extraordinary beings.
The three of them glanced at him a few times, but they really couldn't be blamed. This wolf cat with colorful tail feathers yearned for the black peacock tribe and indeed tied the record.
"Then let's go together." Qingkong said.
Ruixia rose into the sky, and then, a road paved with fragments of rules appeared at their feet, carrying everyone, through the void, and disappeared at the end of the horizon.
With fragrant flowers, sacred trees, and an altar as majestic as a mountain, this place is solemn and solemn, and has become a subtle place for the Black Peacock tribe to commemorate their ancestors.
The stranger sleeping here is also the ancestor of the Black Peacock clan, and is the only Taoist companion of the first ancestor. After that battle, the old peacock became taciturn and practiced hard all the year round.
His Taoist companions and seven children were all killed in the battle.
Everyone knows that he is accumulating strength, and sooner or later he will go to the enemy camp for a fight to the death.
After arriving here, the three elders landed on the ground far away, not daring to show any disrespect. They first burned incense silently, saluted and prayed, and then led others to the altar.
There are arrow holes, punch holes, and knife marks on the broken skull, which shows how brutal this battle was. Even the alien in Black Peacock endured so much pain before he died.
Due to the body, most of it was torn apart in the previous extraordinary central world, and remained in the old era. Only most of the damaged skull was brought to this new world by the old peacock.
Wang Xuan was in awe, and here he paid a serious salute to the skull. No matter what race she was, any creature that fought to the death for the continuation of the race was respectable.
With her strength, if she had wanted to escape by herself at that time, she shouldn't have ended up in such a miserable way.
Here, you can also see the Seven Sons Mountain, which is built around the altar in the four fields. It is the tomb of the seven children of the deceased stranger, who will stay here with her forever.
The snow-white skull was as huge as a mountain peak and was extremely damaged. Only the areas left with texture were smooth, without cracks, and flowed with divine light.
The transformation of Yudao can block all kinds of magic!
The female alien of the Peacock Tribe has suffered various horrific attacks, but the place where she was transformed into a royal warrior was unharmed.
"Watch carefully and keep it in mind. Standing on the shoulders of the predecessors, I hope that some of you can go further and stand higher. When a disaster strikes one day, you can protect the people and ethnic groups you care about." Qingkong
The elder said.
At this moment, everyone was silent, watching and meditating quietly, imprinting those imperial textures in their minds.
Wang Xuan forgot about other things. Deep in his eyes, the runes were flowing. He analyzed them with his spiritual eyes, captured the smallest details, and perfectly embodied those Taoist rhymes.
"It's not easy. I have developed a strange eye skill." The great elder, who was usually very majestic, secretly transmitted the message. He naturally sensed the unusual gaze of the two kings of Wuxing Mountain.
Qingkong nodded and said: "Well, he is indeed not simple. He deserves the title of a real genius. He is very good. He is a bit better than I expected."
The great elder sighed: "He is just a bit fierce and unruly. I am worried that he will cause big trouble in the future. When he was attacking the core disciples of the great sect in the sea of meteorites, he could not stop him. He killed the mandrill, Luo Kun, and Jinque Palace.
Yu Jin's head was almost cut off, and one of the legs of the sect's famous second senior brother Gu Cheng was chopped off.
This is a fact. Recently, the two great kings of Five Elements Mountain have gained quite a reputation among the younger generation of disciples of the top sect.
Having character and toughness are certainly one of the elements of a strong person, but if it is taken too far, it is very likely to cause death for oneself and the tribe.
Historically, ninety-nine percent of people with the character of being the boss in heaven, the second boss in earth, and the third boss in me have been killed, and the remaining one or two have either been deposed, or they may have become true saints, so fierce that they can break the ceiling.
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At that level of ferocity, there is no need to worry about those enemies in the past, because he has almost killed them all.
"The talent is indeed outstanding. Zhao Xin Qiang and Chuan Gong Shan also showed that he has a good character and is not a cold-blooded person. I hope he is worth cultivating." Although the second elder has a bad temper, he will discuss the matter without any prejudice.
What Wang Xuan saw was a bloody universe, and what he saw were broken planets, one after another, densely packed, flying sideways and exploding in the aftermath of the fist light.
During the battle that day, part of the scene emerged. He captured the scenery of the Royal Road and saw the ultimate secret of the bones in front of him. It was not until a long time later that he breathed a sigh of relief.
Wang Xuan came back to his senses and touched his forehead. He actually had cold sweat, because he seemed to have been in that terrible situation in the past where even strangers were bleeding and grieving.
"You have all remembered and meditated. Let's go." Soon, Wang Xuan and others were sent away and returned to the mountain where they practiced.
Several old peacocks came to "consult" Wang Xuan, and finally sent him some classics that were helpful for the growth of his Taoism and asked him to study and read them carefully.
Later, Elder Qingkong also sent a picture scroll, which showed the side profile of a black peacock, huge and boundless, squeezing the starry sky.
She told Wang Xuan that this was a picture of the true form of a different person, and that it would be beneficial to improve his Taoism if he contemplated it carefully.
If he can successfully visualize the mystery of this picture and finally replace the black peacock in the visualization with himself, then he will be considered successful.
There is no doubt that this scroll is considered a secret of the Black Peacock clan and will not be easily shown to outsiders.
Wang Xuan is a person who knows how to be grateful. Elder Qingkong is really kind to him, cherishes his talents, and is willing to give important classics, which makes his heart warm.
He decided that he would be rewarded generously in the future.
Wang Xuan learned at Chuan Gong Mountain that the book related to "mutations" was accidentally obtained by the Black Peacock tribe in the blood-stained sea of stars. Unfortunately, it lacked the basic mental skills and the final superiority fighting method. Only the "mutations" in the middle were missing.
"Change" chapter.
Soon, he was taught the novella on the mountain.
A few days later, he also went to recuperate and never left. He was also a little tired. Although he could still hold on for ten days and a half, he didn't want to be regarded as a monster by these people.
The resting place is in the purple bamboo forest in the distance, where there are fairy palaces. It is very quiet, filled with fairy mist, and the environment is very beautiful, suitable for nourishing the body and mind.
A few days later, Wolverine came back. He was a little depressed. He was practicing the mutation scriptures and the consumption was really outrageous.
Wang Xuan gave him some medicated food. He had as many bowls as a bathtub and more than half a person's height. Not only was he full, the medicated food inside was probably resistant to medicine, and he couldn't even finish it.
After resting for a few days, Wang Xuan went into retreat again and began his journey of transforming his parietal bone into a new form of spiritual transformation.
In the following months, he calmed down, practiced hard in silence, and finished the second chapter of Mutation. Finally, he got the second chapter and collected it completely.
In addition, he was also referring to various scriptures, such as those given by a few old peacocks, and thoroughly studied them. Qingkong gave him the visualization of aliens, and he understood the fighting method of the Black Peacock clan.
This was of great help to him in studying the texture on the strange bone on the altar. After all, they all had the same origin and belonged to the Black Peacock tribe.
Wang Xuan's interweaving of parietal bone textures is more complex and clearer than before, and is still improving as time goes by.
More than a year has passed in the blink of an eye. What the Black Peacock Tribe said about allowing them to practice here for a short period of time was quite different from Wang Xuan's own guess of a few months.
And, even now, there is still no sign of the end.
Then, he thought of the strongest among the "old men", Liu-Eyed Golden Cicada Jin Ming, who had been practicing here for several years and still hadn't left.
"What our Black Peacock Holy Mountain refers to as a short period of practice probably means no more than ten years." During a drinking conversation, Jin Ming, a rough Han, told him this.
By now, Wang Xuan was familiar with both newcomers and old people. After hearing this explanation, he was speechless for a while.
Since he needed to stay for more than five years, he began to make new plans. He had to start practicing some scriptures. The "Nine Transformations of Feathering" obtained from Pingtian Academy could no longer gather dust.
He has been practicing the previous volume for some time, and this time he will practice it in its entirety, in conjunction with his parietal bone imperial transformation.
Because this sutra is extremely simple and can replenish one's origin. For those who break limitations, it is an extremely rare sutra that can replenish the Tao and replenish oneself.
Looking at the vast starry sky, this classic is very famous. The top sects have collected it and will not miss it.
Of course, there are really not many people who dare to practice and practice to perfection. Each change of the Nine Transformations of Feathering is an improvement in vitality.
However, the world is very balanced, and destiny is accompanied by dangers. There are too many people who have problems practicing, and they may easily turn into ashes and disappear.
Time passed like water. Five years had passed. Wang Xuan abandoned everything else and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the world of spiritual practice, practicing various scriptures and focusing on the changes in the transformation of the parietal bone.
The mountain peak where he sat cross-legged was shining brightly with stars. This was the starlight that was attracted to him after the magic circle was activated, and the whiteness flooded the mountain.
In recent years, people have become accustomed to it, and they all know that he is very "demon", and he seems to be walking the path of mutation!
In the seventh year, the texture on Wang Xuan's parietal bone has indeed undergone extraordinary changes. It has become more crystal clear and clear, and is more refined than before.
The most significant change is that the changes in the texture of his parietal bones have begun to improve his Taoism, and there is a possibility of breaking through at any time.
Everyone else was surprised and felt that this demon king from the Meteor Sea was really powerful!
Wolf Cat was the most shocked, because he knew very well that seven years ago, the second king broke through in the God's Nest, and now he is about to advance again?
In his understanding, after reaching this level, it will take at least several decades to a hundred years to advance to the first level. Even the core wizards of the top sects will take twenty years to advance to the first level.
"After seven years, the limit is about to be broken again. No, it should be broken this time." Langbo muttered to himself.
Because it was difficult for Wang Xuan to tell him that he had exceeded the limit many times, so he could only lie about his level in the fifth level of true immortality to the ninth level of true immortality.
"My brother is so awesome!" Lang Bo was shocked and sincerely praised him, then gave the Sirius next to him a slap in the face to make him practice hard.
Seven years have passed, and the little wolf has grown a lot taller. He has a mysterious appearance and stars are shining in his eyes.
"It seems that my brother has really achieved the legendary transformation this time." After the wolf calmed down, he said to himself that this can be explained. Otherwise, no true immortal can ascend to the first level in seven years, and there is no way.
It makes sense.
Wang Xuan felt the changes in the eyes of the people around him, as well as the frightened looks of several old peacocks. He was so surprised that even three super masters came to see him.
He felt that he seemed to be too outstanding, so there was nothing wrong with him.
During this period, he used the parietal bone as the main direction of attack. Sacred light spots overflowed from the skull and flowed to the whole body, allowing the bones and flesh in other places to feel the mysterious texture of the Tao.
In this way, in the ninth year, without taking the initiative to pierce the window paper, he naturally entered the sixth level of the True Immortal.
Even though this is two years later than expected, it still makes many people fascinated. After all, this speed is still far ahead of others.
In particular, people don't know whether his "change in Taoism" can be maintained. If it continues like this for a long time, it is simply unimaginable!
In the tenth year, many people had left here. Qingkong did not call Wang Xuan to get up, for fear of disturbing some of his progress, and allowed him to rest and retreat on his own.
After 11 years of shining stars, on the mountain peak where Wang Xuan was sitting in meditation, the white starlight finally gradually dispersed. He got up and decided to go out for some fresh air, as always practicing hard would not work.
Chao Jue Shi Qingkong spoke: "He is out of seclusion? Just in time, let him come out and tell him that there are descendants of strangers worshiping the mountain and are unruly. Ask him if he dares to take action?"