Chapter 229 In the middle stage of forming a pill, golden crystals fly behind the elbow
Chapter 229 In the middle stage of pill formation, golden crystals fly behind the elbow
At the end of the fifty-ninth year of Shangxian, Huang Chao's uprising failed.
This battle greatly destroyed the vitality of the Tang Dynasty, and the world would be in chaos.
At this time, the supernatant is inside the beads.
Song Lin closed his eyes and meditated, recuperating the energy of his internal organs and exercising a sword of breath.
The spiritual sword suspended in the void becomes more and more solid. Looking from a distance, it looks like it is made of ruby, crystal clear and radiant.
This is a sign that the spiritual sword is about to be completed.
After the spiritual sword is completed, the breakthrough to the sixth realm of immortals is the completion of the pill formation, which is also the realm of breaking the pill in the later stage of the pill formation.
In the realm of Xianxia, in addition to the Qi of the internal organs, one also needs to absorb the light spiritual energy of the Nine Heavens in order to practice the Immortal Sword.
During Song Lin's practice, the residue produced by sword practice in the internal organs was a kind of golden crystal.
The crystals are formed by the combination of kidney water and lung fluid, and then pass through the meridians to the Niwan Palace.
This is flying gold crystal, also known as gold liquid.
This is the secret of gold liquid returning elixir.
The flying golden crystals flow from the Niwan Palace to the inside of the dantian and are absorbed by the golden elixir.
The round golden elixir that was originally the size of a grain of rice seems to have grown a lot.
This is alchemy.
The Great Perfection of Xianxia is also the great achievement of alchemy.
This is the Swordsman Returning Alchemy Classic created by Song Lin.
Practice swordsmanship and alchemy at the same time.
It won't be long before we are expected to enter the late stage of pill formation.
There is a rockery by the lake. Next to the rockery, there is a man leaning against the rockery. Upon closer inspection, it turns out that the man's shoulders are locked with an iron dog and nailed to the rockery.
The man was covered in scars and his original appearance could not be seen.
However, there is no one other than Li Chunfeng who can make everyone treat him with caution.
Li Chunfeng quietly watched Song Lin practice.
There was a lot of movement when Song Lin was practicing. The sun and the moon were shining behind him, and the divine sword hung above his head, which was shining brightly in gold.
At a glance, it looks like an immortal descending to earth.
Li Chunfeng looked at the space.
The space is very large, and the essence of heaven and earth is richer than the outside world.
Judging from the house, it must be several thousand years old and is not a new building.
If your guess is correct, it should be the legendary Shangqing Pearl.
The other people are all old acquaintances, but this person not far away is really hard to see through.
This man's life was peculiar, and his past was even more vague and traceless.
Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang deduced a variable back then.
This variable was thought to be the strongest in the world.
Zhang Guolao ascended, and Luo and Ye died.
Other ancient monks all seclude themselves from the world.
Basically, anyone who poses a threat will walk away and die.
I didn't expect that this variable should be in this person.
Thinking of this, Li Chunfeng couldn't help but sigh.
It is up to man to plan things, and it is up to God to accomplish them.
The power of God is unfathomable!
Soon, Song Lin came back to his senses from practicing.
Stand up and walk to Li Chunfeng.
"I heard that your Feng Shui skills are very good?" Song Lin knelt down and said, "How about a deal? Teach me all your secret skills, and in return, you don't have to die."
"Huh? Want to learn? Can you learn it?"
Li Chunfeng is not afraid of death, let alone torture.
Even if Song Lin is a variable, he is nothing compared to a master who has the ability to change fate.
"Okay, you will wait for now."
Song Lin did not get angry and torture Li Chunfeng.
There's no point in doing this.
A master of this level has very precise control over his five senses.
Even if you use physical torture, you can't make people surrender.
Unless Song Lin learns torture-like spells, he will not be able to extract confessions through torture.
We can only slowly survive like we did with Xing He Pu.
Song Lin came to Zhai Qianyou's retreat place.
As soon as I entered, I saw a ferocious dragon coiled above the beam of the house.
In the yard not far away there is a Kui dragon standing on one leg.
The two dragons have grown to twelve feet.
The patio in the center of the courtyard shoots down the sun's rays and moonlight all the time, and then gathers at the bottom of the basin to form a golden liquid.
The servant of the god stood aside, holding a piece of mulberry wood chopped into small pieces, and muttered something. After the white light flashed, the mulberry wood turned into medicinal materials such as Polygonum multiflorum, ginseng and Ganoderma lucidum.
If your guess is correct, this item should be a material for raising dragons.
It seems that Zhai Qianyou and the servant of God cooperate well.
Song Lin called over Li Zhan and the others.
After the three of them practiced the three deficiencies and five evil methods, their cultivation level increased a lot faster.
Song Lin arranged for three people to guard Li Chunfeng and told them not to go out randomly, and then returned to the real world.
Now the real world is about to break through the realm of Feng Xia.
In other words, he is about to enter the middle stage of pill formation, and he has the wind sword that can "move hundreds of miles in an instant and move when the wind blows".
Song Lin closed his eyes and continued to refine the Renshui nourishing golden elixir.
The golden elixir is only the size of a grain of rice and shines as brightly as the sun.
There are also visions such as thunder and lightning, sun and moon, flying swords, thousands of troops and horses inside the Dantian.
This is the Dharma lineage that Song Lin practiced.
Now the golden elixir is clear and seems to be making a breakthrough.
On the other side, people from Chaozhenguan were fleeing, not far from Xuankeguan.
Behind him is the Taoist priest from Meishan Jungle.
First, there was Zhao Wuji, who controlled hundreds of thousands of soldiers.
One hundred thousand rampant soldiers were led by seven ghost generals, each ten feet tall, ferocious in appearance, and full of resentment.
The moment the rampant soldiers appeared, the whole sky was like blood.
Under the sky, there is also a hundred-foot-long ghost king.
This ghost king looks strange and is actually a baby.
It has blue-black skin, eyes with no pupils and only white eyes, a mouth full of sharp teeth, and a terrifying scream.
This is the Evil Infant Ghost King transformed by Chen Cheng.
The Evil Infant Ghost King is the crystallization of his lifelong cultivation. In order to cultivate this Ghost King, Chen Cheng specially created 10,000 ghost infants who died unexpectedly during the Ghost Ghost Festival.
He also used the Evil Infant's name to commit murders in every family with children, publicize the Evil Infant's reputation, and let every family with children worship him.
With the help of countless babies' grievances and the power of people's worship, such a vicious ghost king was cultivated.
"Jie Jie!!" The Evil Infant Ghost King Jie Ran smiled, opened his mouth and spat out dark blood.
Blood forms a skull.
The skull instantly crossed dozens of miles, broke through the flying feather robe shot by Taoist Chaozhen, and fell into the crowd.
boom!
The jet-black slime exploded and fell on the person, instantly corroding the person into slag.
"No!!"
Chaozhen's eyes were completely broken. He came out this time to bring 200 people, but now less than half are left.
A golden sun pattern appears between the eyebrows, white feathers grow on both sides of the ribs, and on the abdomen.
The white feather came out of its body and turned into a golden spear that filled the sky.
There were a total of three thousand golden spears, emitting the scorching sun essence, dyeing the entire sky golden.
This is the Sun War Spear.
"Humph! What a trick!" Zhao Wuji snorted coldly, and the battle flag beside him was hunting in the wind.
The seven ghosts released boundless black energy from the fighting spirit around them.
The black gas formed a huge sky.
Bang bang bang!
The golden spear was blocked in stride.
The remaining war spears were melted by the Evil Infant Ghost King's resentment.
But Chaozhen is not here to kill the enemy.
After such a delay, he took his disciples and flew for dozens of miles.
"Xuan Ke Guan? So you are looking for Song Lin. Very good. I want to see what other abilities this person has."
A trace of resentment flashed in Zhao Wuji's eyes.
Ever since he was attacked by Song Lin, Zhao Wuji had devoted himself to refining his weapons all day long, and finally managed to gather seven ghost kings in the early stage of forming pills, for which he paid a lot of price.
"It's so shameless to call yourself the Patriarch after training a few Tao soldiers!"
Huo Yun Qian warned not to kill Song Lin, but we still don’t know what this person’s backstage reaction will be.
However, there was no place to release the anger in Zhao Wuji's heart.
Since it's not allowed to kill Song Lin, cripple him, or destroy his orthodoxy, shouldn't it count?
Zhao Wuji thought to himself.
"Interesting, I also want to meet this person. Is his reputation in vain?" The Evil Infant Ghost King showed a terrifying smile that made people shudder.
Two groups of people went to Xuanke Temple one after the other.
Metaphysical view.
Shi Yinhua arranges affairs in the main hall of the Metropolitan Government.
The Taoist temple that used to be bustling has become much deserted.
Gu Yuchan left with the people from the Lei Department, and Yan Jiuge left with some Taoist boys.
Coupled with the return of several other temple owners, the Taoist temple suddenly lost many people.
Only the Taoist soldiers and the Chumaxian tribe were left.
These people who left the country all fought for the ideals of Taoism.
"Idea..." Xi Yinhua chewed this sentence carefully.
The master of the temple once said that ideas are more important than magical powers.
If you teach others about your magical power, even if you teach half of it and keep half of it, it doesn't necessarily mean that people will be of the same mind as you.
Only by spreading the idea, spreading the Three Refuges, Three Rules and Nine Precepts, and spreading the idea of having both moral integrity and talent, can people be of one mind.
It doesn't matter even if the enemy copies it.
If others implement it thoroughly, they will become their allies.
Therefore, in the future, Xuan Ke Guan will continue to branch out and gradually radiate in all directions.
Shi Yinhua was looking forward to that kind of scene.
boom!
At this time, thunder burst from the sky.
Shi Yinhua frowned and walked out the door, only to see dark clouds coming from all directions, and above the dark clouds, looming soldiers could be seen.
"Oops, Chief! Enemy attack!"
The Taoist priest who patrolled the mountain hurriedly came to report.
"Inform the Chief of the Military Department, Wang Ziye, that everyone come to the main hall to gather!"
Compared with his panicked subordinates, Shi Yinhua seemed very calm. After all, he had never seen anything like this before.
A ray of white light flew faster than the clouds and landed at the entrance of the Taoist temple, where it was stopped by Taoist soldiers patrolling the mountain.
"Please tell me, the master of the temple, to ask for an audience!"