The pig demon tied to the big stone had been in a daze for an unknown amount of time, but was disturbed by the changes in the Lingtan. At this moment, he suddenly woke up and struggled hard.
However, Zhao Ran was good at binding, and the rope was a magic weapon. The pig demon's struggle was in vain. On the contrary, during the struggle, an unbearable pain came from the place where the rope was bound, especially the lower body. But in
Amidst the pain, there is also a hint of pleasure, which is really an indescribable feeling.
Between pain and joy, feeling the great changes in the Lingtan Pool, the pig demon was hesitant and confused, with tears looming in his two small eyes.
Zhao Ran had no idea about the complex feelings and heartbreak of the pig demon, and even if he knew, he wouldn't be able to do anything about it. He continued to guide the elixir fetus to condense into the power of a dragon and tiger, and was refined in water and fire. Soon, the mist filled the air,
This enters the realm of the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn and winter.
This level is the most important and the most difficult. I don’t know how many monks have fallen before this level. The world is in chaos as the four seasons change. Many monks are lost and their achievements are on the verge of failure.
When Zhao Ran formed the golden elixir of merit, he relied on the iron rod reaching the sky in the sea of merit Qi to stabilize the upper and lower positions, and the order of the four seasons, so that he could get out of the fog. He will do the same at this time.
The sea of merit Qi and the sea of spiritual power are one entity and two phenomena. They are in the same space but not in the same space. Thoughts and movements can alternate with each other, change each other, or they can be said to be together.
Zhao Ran quickly changed the shape of the sea of qi, changing back and forth quickly. In the extremely high-speed alternating comparison, the shadow of the iron rod remained in the sea of spiritual energy, clearly fixating 365 stars. This last
Zhao Ran passed the difficult stage safely.
Outside the array, the pig demon was already dying of hunger. He couldn't even make a humming sound. His two small eyes were half-closed in a dull manner... Suddenly, a ray of light flashed through, and the inexplicable cloud dissipated in the light.
The pig demon saw that the Taoist priest who had tied himself to the stone appeared at the edge of the pool that had been covered for an unknown number of days.
He came over and took the rope away. The pig demon twisted its body and regained its ability to move in an instant!
The pig demon did not dare to roar at the Taoist priest. He looked at the rope in his hand, showing an expression of fear and joy. Dragging his tired and hungry body, he limped to the edge of the pool and stretched out his fangs.
Into the pool.
There is still spiritual power in the water, although it is not as rich as before, but it is still continuous. The pig demon lies contentedly by the pool, greedily absorbing it, enjoying the long-awaited moisture. What did the Taoist priest behind him do before, and then
What else do you want to do? It's too late and there's no time to think about it.
Zhao Ran smiled, went down the stream, and found his small boat at the mouth of the river. A dense layer of moss grew on the side of the boat, and two waterbirds built a nest in it...
Zhao Ran was in a daze for a while, then suddenly woke up and quickly checked to see that there were an unknown number of flying talismans piled up, hundreds of them!
After browsing through it, Zhao Ran knew the current time - the second day of July. Sure enough, the weather was very hot. It was just because after he entered the practice, his feelings of ordinary cold and heat were almost negligible, so he didn't react when he came out.
This retreat lasts for two months!
This is the first time that Zhao Ran has been in seclusion for such a long time. This feeling is really hard to describe. Thinking about the hours he spent cultivating his merit power and breaking through the seclusion, his only thought is that it is better to practice his merit power!
In any case, two golden elixirs are guaranteed. When fighting with others, the power of the magic is not as simple as doubling. When one golden elixir casts a spell, the other golden elixir can find a way to recover. When the first golden elixir is cast,
When the mana is exhausted, the golden elixir that has restored the mana can be used in time, and the durability will definitely overwhelm the opponent.
Senior Brother Zhao Ranfei Fu told the other party that he had left seclusion. The senior brother asked him about his situation in detail. He did not hide anything and explained clearly about the two golden elixirs. The senior brother said: "You are really right in your practice. Our Lou Guan
This path has endless potential, but it’s a pity that you don’t practice well and indulge in too many worldly affairs.”
What the senior brother means is that by practicing according to the "Water and Stone Alchemy Sutra", when Zhao Ran is promoted to Archmage in the future, he can entrust two natal talismans and two natal magic weapons under the guise of golden elixirs. During the battle, he can perform four major killing moves at the same time.
, just ask you if you are afraid!
Zhao Ran laughed, feeling a little excited when he thought about it.
The trip to Qingcheng that had been delayed for two months started again. He made an appointment with his senior brother at Qingcheng Mountain. Zhao Ran cleaned up the boat and continued his journey. On the way, he accidentally saw himself in the water. His face was unshaven, and he hurriedly repaired it with a wry smile.
His face became full of energy.
After five days of sailing, the boat landed and Zhao Ran came to the foot of Qingcheng Mountain again. This time he was greeted by Dongfang Jing.
"Senior Brother Jing is not on duty in Hongyuan?" Zhao Ran was a little surprised. Wei Zhizhen challenged him to four sword trials in a row. Dongfang Jingdu watched the whole process and was running around outside throughout March. This was a bit out of line. Now it is seven.
Yue, he is actually still in Qingcheng Mountain. This is not an out-of-the-ordinary problem, it can almost be regarded as a dereliction of duty.
Dongfang Jing explained: "I just received the news yesterday and dared to come back. My senior brother is not here, so there are some things that I can only come back to take care of temporarily. There is no need to worry too much about Hongyuan. Xia Jun's own family is in chaos, and Baihe Tianzhan is temporarily in danger
It’ll be fine soon.”
"What? What happened to Xixia?"
"Didn't we completely annihilate the elite Eight Hundred Steps of the Baimaqiang Town Supervisory Army Division at the end of last year? Wu Huawen suffered a lot from this defeat. There was a big fuss in the court of Xingqing Mansion. In April,
At that time, the results of the disposal came out. Wu Huawen, the commander of the left wing, was demoted from his official position and was demoted to the rank of coach and guarded in Eshanzhai. He only led the headquarters Bu Bazi. The commander of the left wing was replaced. The one who came was a general from the head of the family.
Lord, I heard that the soldiers of the White Horse Division are not very obedient to him, and some of them are unable to command."
"Oh? Is there any chance..."
Dongfang Jing shook his head: "Don't say it's not easy to fight. Even if we fight, we can't hold on. Unless we are ready for a comprehensive attack, we still have to retreat. It's not worth it. I heard that you are in retreat.
, I didn’t contact you. How, everything goes well? It seems that your seclusion is not a breakthrough this time? Are you okay?"
"It's okay. Senior Brother Lao Jing is just worried about solving a small problem. Is my senior brother here?"
"Your senior brother arrived this morning and is already waiting at Yunshui Hall. Let's go in and talk later."
It was the pavilion by the cliff of Yunshuitang. Wei Zhizhen was waiting in the pavilion. After Dongfang Jing and Zhao Ran arrived, he first took Zhao Ran's pulse, nodded, and then said to Dongfang Jing: "Senior Brother Dongfang...
…”
Dongfang Jing said hurriedly: "I don't dare. I heard from Zhiran that fellow Taoist Wei is two years older than me. I'd better call you fellow Taoist and senior brother. Senior brother Wei can just call me junior brother, or 'Dongfang'."
This is the prestige created by Wei Zhizhen and the four masters. Otherwise, given Dongfang Jing's status among the younger generation of monks in Sichuan Province, not to mention that Wei Zhizhen is two years older than him, even if he is ten years older, he would not be able to call him Senior Brother Dongfang.
If you are at ease, how can you say "dare not".
Wei Zhizhen nodded: "Then it's better to be respectful than to obey. Dongfang, you must have heard about Zhiran and I's purpose of coming... It's better for Zhiran to tell us."
Zhao Ran took it over and said: "We are all a family, so let's get straight to the point. I wonder what Uncle Dongfang thinks about Uncle Zhao's matter?"