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Chapter 26: Love the ups and downs of this life alone

 The Bagua furnace is neither imaginary nor real, it seems to be there or not, its breath is ethereal and pure, circulating in circles, melting the power of eight people into one furnace almost perfectly.

Yan Jinglang seemed to be covered in a strange space that seemed to be closed but not closed. He could vaguely sense the vastness of Kongmingzi, the cleverness of Guiguzi, the majesty of Zhang Dongxu, the sharpness of Ning Kongyu, the purity of the Five Elements Master, and the infinite

The high speed of Fengzi, the cleverness of Bai Wuxia, and the fierceness of Jiu Meng blend together one by one, like clusters of leaping fires, changing in cycles along the Bagua directions, burning blazingly.

And he became a human medicinal plant, sealed in the Bagua furnace, subjected to the blazing fire, and wanted to be refined into a pill.

An extremely strong omen flashed through Yan Jinglang's Taoist heart, as if the road ahead was dark, the disaster was difficult, and the only glimmer of hope in the world had been extinguished. His eyes fell on the wooden plaque of Duanlang Pavilion in the distance.

The word "Broken" is faintly bloody and misty, which is a sign of the interdependence between heaven and man.

"Fellow Daoist Yan, this is Guigu's secret ancient Taoist formation - the nine-turn bronze furnace that creates heaven and earth." Guiguzi smiled and cupped his hands, speaking slowly and unhurriedly, "According to the records of my Guigu classics, this formation is heaven and earth."

Created by ghosts and gods, it originated from the last era of destruction. Even the top masters of the Void Refining and Taoism will be refined alive if they fall into this formation, extracting the essence, energy, spirit, blood and flesh of the whole body, and combining them into one

The precious nine-turn golden elixir."

The turtle book behind his head shook slightly, and the Bagua furnace roared loudly throughout the sky. A powerful momentum that no one could control rolled toward Yan Cinglang, as if the pressure of the entire world was hanging on his body.

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Everyone looked at Yan Qinglang with glaring eyes. As long as he felt a little timidity in his heart, the nine-turn bronze furnace of heaven and earth would activate the Qi machine, take advantage of the situation, and refine it in one fell swoop.

"It turns out to be an old thing from the time when the ancient times were destroyed!" Yan Chinglang's majestic back swayed slightly, and then straightened like a mountain. According to old legends, the Eight Wastelands were once destroyed due to the invasion of evil spirits from outside the world, and then reborn. What has been discovered so far

Many secret realms, fairy mansions, caves... are said to be relics left after the destruction of the previous world.

"The Sa family has only heard that the waves behind the Yangtze River push the waves in front, and each wave is stronger than the last!" Yan Jinglang laughed loudly, his eyes shining brightly, "Let the fist of the Sa family, a modern man, learn from the predecessors.

An unparalleled skill. Let’s see, it’s you who refined Sajia’s nine-turn golden elixir, or whether it’s Sajia’s golden elixir that blew up your furnace!”

"At least the little monk on Taoist Fellow Yan's back will not escape death." Guiguzi said calmly.

Yan Chinglang laughed loudly: "Why do fellow Taoists mess with my thoughts? His life was picked up, and now it has been returned to God. He has been happier for a few more days!"

Gui Guzi smiled faintly. Even though Yan Jinglang had a firm Taoist heart and unparalleled martial arts, he could not withstand the power of the nine-turn bronze furnace of heaven and earth. The only thing to worry about was that Yan Jinglang's brazen attack before his death would definitely drag him down.

Their lives alone.

This is also the result of divination in the Turtle Book of Changes - "one out of eighty percent".

"Boy Yan, listen to the old man chattering a few words." Kong Mingzi puffed out a few smoke rings leisurely and knocked on the pipe with a smile, "You spared Qingfeng's life in the wilderness. The old man is still grateful. It's considered a debt.

You are a favor. How about this? You swear the oath of the road and withdraw from the world without caring about world affairs. We will pat your butt and let you go, and the barbaric incident will be over."

The rest of the people stared at Yan Jinglang closely without any objection. This was what everyone had promised Kong Mingzi in advance. Firstly, he was the only one who could resist Yan Jinglang head-on. Secondly, what the Transformed Turtle Book detected was an ominous sign.

After all, what the Hedao masters seek is the road to immortality. Gratitude and interests are secondary. At this point, no one is willing to be buried with Yan Qilang easily.

After all, Yan Chinglang did not come from Buddhism, and it did not involve the life-and-death struggle of Taoist inheritance. As for those disciples who died tragically in the wilderness, they were still ants before they entered the Tao.

In addition, there is another obscure reason: if Yan Chinglang is willing to live, his Taoist heart will sooner or later become blocked, and no matter how difficult it is to reach perfection, the Taoist sect will have avenged the savagery.

Yan Chinglang was startled when he heard the words, his eyes slowly passed over the crowd, and he was silent for a long time. Then he suddenly smiled at Kong Mingzi: "Old man, Qingfeng's life was earned by himself, and was not let off by the Sa family."

Kong Mingzi put away his laziness, and a light flashed in his eyes, as bright as lightning. Yan Jinglang said this, undoubtedly rejecting the Taoist sect's final peace proposal.

"Brother Yan..." Ning Kongyu lost her voice.

"Kong Yu, do you still remember what Sajia said to you when we first met?" Yan Chinglang raised his thick eyebrows and asked in a deep voice.

"Of course I remember." Ning Kongyu stroked the edge of the sword with his hand, a hazy mist appeared in his beautiful eyes, "That day Kongyu stood alone on the seaside, lamenting that the world is like the sea, people are like boats, and life is full of ups and downs. Brother Yan suddenly suddenly

You jumped out of a wave and scared me. You pointed at the turbulent sea and laughed and said——"

"Sajia said, I only love the ups and downs of this world." Yan Chinglang continued softly.

"I understand, this is your true intention, Brother Yan, and it will not change because of anyone or anything." Ning Kongyu looked at him deeply, was silent for a while, lowered his head, and said quietly to himself, "But this is your true intention."

Can’t your heart be wrong?”

Yan Chinglang pondered for a moment, then smiled proudly: "Kong Yu, when we choose our true intention, even if it is wrong, it must be, and can only be, right." He raised his head and looked closely at the black and white gossip.

Lu Ying showed no fear, and his eyes showed a trace of childlike innocence and curiosity.

Since the completion of martial arts, he has been thinking about escape all the time, seeking the slim chance of breaking the void. Now he is deeply trapped in the ancient ultimate killing formation, and his way of life is completely cut off. However, there must be life after death, and there is no perfect way for this battle.

There must be a glimmer of hope to escape.

If you find that thread of life, you will grasp his path!

Life and death were hanging by a thread, but deep joy welled up in his heart, and his desire to seek the truth had never been as strong and persistent as at this moment.

The surrounding area fell into a suffocating silence. Everyone looked at the tall and tall figure with complicated expressions on their faces.

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"Everyone, we meet each other, fight to the death, and realize what you and I want, wouldn't life be happy?" Yan Chinglang looked around at everyone, and suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, the air billowing out, "I can't live up to this ups and downs.

In this world!"

Kong Mingzi chuckled, threw away the dry tobacco pole, and saluted Yan Jinglang. Guiguzi sighed softly, and everyone silently saluted in turn.

Yan Chinglang's expression became solemn, and he clasped his fists in return. The eyes of the nine people met each other, showing mutual understanding and mutual respect, but also determination.

It has nothing to do with grudges or victory or defeat. This is just respect for fellow travelers on the difficult and lonely road.

"Open the furnace!" Guiguzi's clear whistle was like a hidden dragon rising into the sky. The Bagua furnace shook with a bang, and invisible flames boiled. With Yan Chenglang as the center, the entire space was distorted, and dense cracks like spider webs opened.

The river wind blew leisurely, and the waves rolled thousands of hectares. Xuanzhu's hand on the boy's belly loosened, tightened, and then loosened... There was no change in Shen Yi's face, just like the towering face of Jiang Xin.

Reef.

Only a drop of turbid sweat rolled down from his temples, flashing a little light of struggle in the sun.

"That boy is the Horcrux 'Jiangshan Ruhua'. If you penetrate the boy's navel, Yan Jinglang will be able to escape. Horcruxes are usually strong and difficult to break, but they also have weaknesses. Look carefully at its abdomen, which is undulating.

The bigger it is, the more intense the fight will be inside, and the greater the pressure the Horcrux will bear."

"If I take action at that time, I can destroy the Horcrux in one fell swoop."

"You only have three breaths. My evil thoughts can only interfere with Xuanzhu's three breaths, and then he will wake up."

"Three breaths are enough for me to kill him three times." Gao Qingyue looked indifferent. He lay quietly in the undulating river water, formless, colorless and shadowless, like transparent water, staring at the distance just a few feet away.

The mysterious pearl.

Huh? Wang Ziqiao stared at the figure of Xuanzhu in the basin, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The demonic thoughts attached to it vaguely felt a little strange.


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