On the mountain road of Yuhua Mountain, several disciples were walking together. The leader was a female disciple, who was so-and-so.
Suddenly her heart moved, she looked into the distance and sighed, "It has been many years since Yu Yi'er left."
Thinking of this, she felt melancholy in her heart and became even more unable to move forward.
When the junior brothers and sisters behind him saw this, they did not dare to rush him and just waited quietly.
Suddenly, the mountain path began to shake at their feet. Several people were caught off guard and staggered around, almost falling.
"What's going on? There's an earthquake?"
This is also impossible. Yuhua Mountain God is now sitting in the mountain, not to mention that Yuhua Mountain is above Jiutian. What kind of earthquake can affect this place? When everyone was panicking, deep in the mountain at their feet, Yuhua Mountain God opened his eyes, "There is
What is happening?"
Deep in the mountains, in the core area of the True Immortal Mansion, the Master of the True Immortal Mansion was inspecting the array layout when suddenly a faint sound of thunder came from his ears.
The thunder came from above my head, not like it came from the clouds below on a normal diary day.
This is strange!
Immediately, the expression of the Master of the True Immortal Palace changed drastically. In all directions around him, rays of light flashed, and small worlds opened one by one.
These small worlds are where the top secrets of the True Immortal Mansion are located, where the psychic magic weapon is placed, and Three Thousand Red Dusts are among them.
On weekdays, these psychic magic weapons are like uncles who cannot be invited out easily.
Although the Master of the True Immortal Palace is the nominal master of Yuhua Mountain, he can never think of using these magic weapons at will.
Every now and then, one or two magic weapons would appear in a quiet state, and they could go out to do a favor or something, but on weekdays they were lifeless.
Today, an unexpected situation occurred, and all the psychic magic weapons were activated at the same time.
"what happened?"
The master of the True Immortal Mansion felt something in his heart and hurriedly opened his mouth and spat out a ball of black and yellow inner elixir.
Yellow light flew out, smearing the surrounding space, and the precious light blooming from each magic weapon gradually weakened.
The master of the True Immortal Mansion thought that it was really dangerous. These psychic magic weapons were almost going to fly out of Yuhua Mountain and disappear without a trace.
It should be noted that each piece of psychic magic weapon is a treasure left by the predecessors. Losing one is a huge accident.
"Could it be that this is the spirit of our ancestors? With the help of these magic weapons, wouldn't my True Immortal Mansion be in this catastrophe..."
The Master of the True Immortal Mansion was lost in his thoughts, but he did not notice that the rays of light began to flow between each other between the psychic magic weapons.
In a certain channel, psychic magic weapons are communicating in a unique way.
"He's here, he's finally here,"
"Is that so? Did you see it clearly? I was confused just now and couldn't see it clearly."
"Exactly, exactly, much better than this guy in front of me."
"It's just that I see that his condition is not good! Do you want us to help?"
"No, no, no, please don't interfere beforehand. Interfering will only do bad things."
"Three thousand mortals, you..."
The owners of all the rays of light stared at the ball transformed into three thousand human beings.
"Why is it me again?"
Sanqian Hongchen defended, "I've just been busy and it's my turn to rest. You guys can figure it out yourself."
"Hey, isn't it you or who?"
Under the bullying of a group of psychic magic weapons, Sanqian Hongchen was full of humiliation, and finally reluctantly agreed.
After the discussion, Three Thousand Hongchen shook twice, shrunk to the size of a fist, and landed in the palm of the Master of the True Immortal Mansion.
"Three Thousand Red Dusts."
The Master of Zhenxian Mansion recognized this magic weapon at a glance and was curious. Not long ago, this magic weapon had been used and killed a Zhongtian Master.
It stands to reason that Three Thousand Hongchen cannot be used in a short period of time, so why is it here again?
"Just now, the psychic magic weapons moved at the same time. Now Three Thousand Red Dusts are dispatched for the second time in a short period of time. Something big must have happened behind the scenes."
The Master of the True Immortal Mansion is worried. Something happened recently. It was Tianguan Sanyuan and the Shifang Ghost Department, and it did not involve the True Immortal Mansion.
However, what happened just now slightly made him feel bad.
premonition.
Not long ago, Yi Fengzhiya hinted that he could not evade and must participate in this war.
"Is it possible that our True Immortal Palace must be involved?"
The king of Zhenxian Mansion was shocked and confused. Everyone wanted the son of destiny, but not everyone had the chance.
Originally, the master of the True Immortal Mansion just wanted to watch and did not want to intervene. Now that he has the help of a psychic magic weapon, his thoughts have changed again.
"Go visit Zhiya and ask him what the future holds."
Wang Fu didn't know yet that his practice had caused turmoil in the distant Yuhua Mountain, and all the psychic magic weapons were in a state of silence.
He himself is getting better and better, and he has derived the essence of the Five Emperors from the Xuanhuang Inner Alchemy, and evolved it into all things in the world, and all the wonderful things are contained in it.
From the Three Pure Ones and Four Imperial Masters to the Five Emperors, the purpose of all cultivation is to achieve the highest fruition.
Cultivation to become an immortal is the ultimate goal of all practitioners, without exception.
Each of the Five Emperors and Five Meridians is broad and profound. It is the righteous method of cultivating gods and has withstood the test of time.
However, no one has ever tried to combine the Five Emperors into one, and such a bold and adventurous style has never been seen before.
After all, practicing Dharma is like a boat crossing a river. One boat is crossing the river, and five boats are crossing the river. It is meaningless.
One can ascend to immortality by cultivating true earth, one can ascend to immortality by cultivating red fire, and the same can be said for cultivating black water, green wood and white gold.
This has led to the fact that among the Five Emperors schools, there are extremely talented and brilliant geniuses who also practice the five branches of Wu. However, when they become enlightened, they still choose the main one carefully to avoid risks.
After all, being good at everything means being mediocre, and mediocre people are not qualified to become immortals.
Where is Wang Fu?
What he pursues is not to be comprehensive and perfect, but to use the entanglement of the five meridians to unlock the true secret behind it.
Wang Fu is certain that there must be some kind of connection between the existence of the Five Emperors. If you can see through this connection, you can grasp the supreme.
"Become an immortal, become an immortal."
Wang Fu wants to become an immortal in order to pursue the mysteries of the immortal way. Only from which angle can he see the truth of the world. After entering the Sanyuan Heavenly Master, the more Tianji sees, the more questions he has about the world.
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It wasn't until the great catastrophe that ghosts descended that Wang Fu finally realized what was the trace of disharmony that had always been hidden in his heart.
There is always a sense of unreality in this world.
With his current height, he cannot see more comprehensive things. Only becoming an immortal can.
Therefore, he is extremely eager to become an immortal.
"The attack from the ten directions is my catastrophe, and it is also a huge gamble. If I win, I will gain everything, but if I fail, I will never recover."
Wang Fu caressed his chest gently, and five-color petals bloomed in his palm, lifelike.
The next moment, the five-color petals quickly withered and faded, forming a fruit with five colors.
"Life and death form a fruit, and immortality resides in it."
Wang Fu stared at the five-colored fruit for a long time, then raised his head and threw it into his mouth. It melted in his mouth and the fluid was fragrant.
A huge sense of happiness enveloped Wang Fuzhou's body, all corners inside and outside, washing away all impurities and filth. His fur, flesh, and bones were as pure as crystal and undergoing transformation.
These are just trivial details. Greater and grander changes occurred in Wang Fu's mood and thinking.