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Chapter 1, Heart is Soul Lamp

The sun was scorching hot, but the silence of an ancestral temple in the mountains and forests was chilling.

"Du Fang, don't wait any longer. Master's profound magic is all over the sky. Everything will be fine." A young man in a blue robe with a green face said to a seven or eight-year-old child.

"It's okay, Fourth Brother. I have nothing to do, so why don't I wait and see here." The child didn't even raise his head, sitting on the futon, facing some tablets and three faint blue ancient lamps, and gently

said.

At this time, a Taoist priest in white clothes who was about 20 years old sighed and said: "Four senior brothers, forget it, the master has nurtured Du Fang, and it is reasonable for Du Fang to have a deeper affection for the master. You and I

Go back first."

The young man in blue robe paused for a moment, looked at the children on the futon in front of him, and said slowly: "Sixth, let's go first."

Then he turned to leave, but after taking two steps, he turned back and said: "Du Fang, if the soul lamp is not extinguished, the master will definitely be fine, but you have just entered the early stage of Qi training, so you cannot delay your own training.

ah."

When the child on the futon heard these words, he responded with "Oh" and said nothing else.

Seeing the appearance of the children, the two young men had no choice but to walk out of the ancestral hall.

After the door of the ancestral hall was closed, the conversation between two people came from outside. "Senior brother, the master's soul lamp has flickered on and off several times in the past few months. It is obviously a sign of serious danger. If one day the soul lamp is completely extinguished, you and I should

Where to go?”

"Lao Liu, don't think blindly. The master is one of the two guardian elders of our Lingxuan Sect. His cultivation in the Huaquan realm has already reached the later stage. How can something happen so easily?"

This realm of transforming springs is the name of the great realm of monks.

If mortals want to defy heaven, overcome life and death, and seek immortality, they have no choice but to seek on the great road.

The first realm of cultivation is called the Qi Refining Realm. In this realm, monks practice Qi Art and feel the invisible magic power between heaven and earth.

The second level is called the state of concentration. In this state, a sea of ​​consciousness is formed in the mind of a monk, and spiritual thoughts are generated. The divine thoughts control the magic power, so they can practice magical powers and secret techniques, and their life span can last for hundreds of years.

Going up to the third level is the realm of spring. If you reach this level, your Dantian will form a mana spring, and the mana between heaven and earth will be contained in it. The mana in your body will circulate endlessly, and you can have a life span of thousands of years.

If a person with extraordinary talent can break through the realm of Huaquan, his cultivation can rise to the level of the realm of metaphysics, his mind can see the void, and he can live for thousands of years.

Two breaths later, the fourth senior brother's voice came from outside the ancestral hall: "However, if the master really returns to his position, I'm afraid you and I will have to switch to the master or the master's uncle's sect. Although with your and my cultivation in the concentration period, in the spirit

There must be a place for Xuanzong, but if one of the three Huaquan monks dies, our Lingxuanzong life will be difficult in the future."

Du Fang in the ancestral hall heard the conversation between the two, clenched his fist on his thigh and bit his lower lip.

He complained in his heart: "You people only care about your own way out. How many of you really consider the safety of the master? I really don't know how many of the seven disciples of the master are sincere. Most of them are directed at the master."

It’s just status and cultivation!”

After saying that, Du Fang slowly raised his head and looked at the ancient lamp on the far left of the desk. In his mind, an old man with a white beard adopted a four-year-old orphan and named him 'Du Fang'.

scene......

I don't know where in the space, there is a mist of blue and purple. From the depth of the mist, faint purple light is projected from time to time, which is strange and abnormal.

Looking carefully, there is a undulating mountain range in the mist, but every peak is extremely dark. From the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, even the occasional plants on the mountain road have no color at all. The entire mountain range is lifeless and lifeless.

People shudder.

In this silent mountain range, there is a golden spot that shines brightly and is extremely dazzling.

This golden light spot is actually a light mask that emits golden light. At this time, the light mask can sit cross-legged with three people facing each other, forming a triangle.

One of them is an old man in white clothes. At this time, he has his eyes closed and is concentrating. There are little blood stains around the corners of his mouth and on his beard. If you look carefully, you can see several cracks in the white robe, as if it has just been torn by someone else.

Looking at the other two people, one was an old man with withered hair, sparse hair and sunken cheeks, like a mummy. However, he was wearing a gray robe, and his overall appearance was like that of a dying person.

The other person is a young woman in gold clothes. She looks graceful and noble. She has her eyes closed to relax at this moment, and her eyebrows reveal a calm and authoritative demeanor.

The three people frowned, their faces were all gray, and none of them spoke, as if they were isolated from the outside world in this light barrier.

After a while, the withered-haired old man opened his eyes and shouted to the white-robed old man: "Huihe, I'm blind. I came with you to this fantasy sea and mist. If I hadn't left decisively before, I would have lost more than 900 people."

This is where my fate will end!"

Hearing this, the old man in white robe looked at the withered-haired old man and responded: "Withered bones, how do you say this? Did you accompany me to this illusory sea mist? Are you coveting the Guiyuan Dew in the mountains and want to borrow it?

Now you are blaming me for this attack on the Nascent Realm. Didn't I tell you about the dangers here before leaving?"

After hearing this, the withered old man's face turned red and he shouted: "You, Huihe Shang, are truly worthy of being a noble and upright person. Your ability to tell lies with open eyes is much better than your Lingxuan Sect's Shui Yuan Gong!"

"Didn't you say that at the edge of the mist of the Illusory Sea, there are only monsters that can turn into perfect springs? Then what is the Nascent Realm Blood Python in the mountain pass ahead!"

Master Huihe snorted softly and responded: "If I had known there were such monsters, how could I have taken such a risk? Now that the matter has come to this, you and I can only hope for the best for ourselves!"

Suddenly, the woman's voice rang out: "Two fellow Taoists, please don't get angry. How can the wonders of the world be so easily available? What's more, the three of us are about to be enthroned. If we can't break through the realm of Hua Xuan, what else will we do?"

A few years is also the result of retiring from the world forever. It is better to seize the opportunity and fight with that blood python again."

The withered old man hesitated for a moment, nodded, and said slowly: "Fairy Miaozhen deserves to be the great elder of the Yinmiao Sect. When we are in the field where we are waiting, instead of waiting for the life force to dry up, it is better to let go and take risks.

Seeking survival. However, you and I have also witnessed the supernatural powers of monsters in the realm of the Mysterious Realm. This..."

At this time, Master Huihe's pupils turned, and with a flash of light, he suddenly interrupted and shouted: "Brother Dry Bones, don't worry, I understand that brother Taoist cultivating to this point is a hundred times more difficult than it is for people like me and Miaozhen who have masters to help them.

, it is reasonable to have more worries. But I have a plan to capture the monster and return it equally to Yuan Lu."

The old man with bones and Fairy Miaozhen both looked hesitant, but in the end it was the old man with bones who spoke first: "Fellow Taoist, please clarify."

Master Huihe stood up, waved the clothes in front of him with his hands, squinted his eyes and looked at the mountain pass in the distance, and said: "The blood python guard Gui Yuanlu has not left, we will sneak into the mountain pass again and explode several unique items."

If you taste the magic weapon and then use 100% of your magic power to kill it, even if it is a monster in the Nascent Realm, you are still 50% or 60% sure!"

Speaking of this exquisite magic weapon, it is a rare thing. The magic weapon is a magic weapon cultivated by monks. It has many changes and is infinitely powerful.

And these magical artifacts are also divided into different levels, namely low-grade, medium-grade and top-grade. Master Huihe was really cruel when he proposed to abandon several top-grade magical artifacts.

After hearing this, the withered old man and Fairy Miaozhen lowered their heads in thought. After a moment, they looked at each other, with a look of absolute dismay in their eyes.

The two stood up almost at the same time and said, "We are willing to seek treasures together with fellow Taoists."

Master Huihe was overjoyed when he saw this scene. He nodded and said with a smile, "There is hope for the three of us to enter the Mysterious Realm!"

After that, the three people turned into three rays of blue, gold, and gray light and fled into the distance.

In a dark mountain pass, there is a small puddle, no bigger than the mouth of a bowl. There is a blue-purple liquid inside, which is particularly obvious on the dark ground.

Next to the puddle, there was a big snake with red stripes and spots all over its body, its eyes were dark and shiny, and a red letter was stretching in its mouth.

This big snake is entangled in a group, which is two or three people high, but it is impossible to tell how long it is. It is the Nascent Realm blood python that guards Guiyuan Lu!


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