When I entered the annual round of cultivation, Ning Cheng had experience. It is not the deeper the entry, the better the cultivation. The deeper the annual ring, the longer the time will be, but the circulation of the years may not suit him.

The forty-ninth lap of the ring means that he has been practicing here for forty-nine years, and that he has only been outside for the past year. With the progress of his Xuanhuang no-phase cultivation, plus the help of Xuanhuang. I believe that for two hundred years or so, he can also realize the realm of Tao Yuan.

A sacred spirit was thrown out by Ning Cheng, and one of the best gods, Ning Cheng, was not taken out. In the annual rings, the spirit of the spirit is already rich, and Ning Cheng still feels that this is not enough. He cultivates the resources he needs, and he has his own heart.

The lingering passages of the years in the annual rings, the original breath of Xuan Huangzhu, and the spirits gathered by the gathering of the spirits quickly merged together to form traces of the invisible traces that the naked eye could not see. These traces of rhyme are constantly generated and surround the Ningcheng.

As time passed, Ning Cheng’s body gradually blurred, and a layer of faint golden dragonfly slowly wrapped him around, and finally disappeared completely.

The traces of the rhyme of Ning Cheng’s body week are getting thicker and thicker, from the naked eye to the invisible, to more and more clear, and finally even formed a clearing of the sound, stirring. At the beginning of these clearings, it was only in the forty-ninth round of the wheel mark. Later, it slowly rushed out of the forty-ninth round and began to spread forward and backward.

The first thing that was formed in Ningcheng Road’s thoughts was to return to the same line.

The rhythm of the rhythm is wrapped up in the spirit of the gods, like a morning bell and a drum, bombing in the mind of Ning Cheng. Ning Cheng did not use any Dao Dan, nor did it use any means. Just relying on the sentiment of this rhyme, it broke through the beginning of the chemical road and advanced to the middle of the chemical road.

Ningcheng's entire body is softly ringing, just like a refining body, and it sounds clear, and the sound of the clear sound and the rhythm of the outside are clear together, and at the end it is completely indistinguishable.

After the middle of the chemical road, the rhythm of Ning Cheng’s body was more rapid, and the Xuanhuang breath was also faster. In the same way, the rhythm of the whole body is getting deeper and deeper, and it is not a level at the beginning of the initial chemical road.

In addition to the rhythm of the Tao, another kind of rhyme is formed in the body of Ningcheng. This rhyme is completely different from the rhyme of the middle stage of the previous promotion, but a new kind of rhyme.

The new rhythm of the rhythm and the rhythm of the years in the annual ring directly merged together, constantly rolling, as if something was to be bred.

Ning Cheng has no sadness and no joy. When he first practiced in the annual ring, there was something that seemed to be caught, but in the end he did not grasp it. This time the thing is more clear, so that he has a feeling, maybe the next moment, he can seize the vague thing. And that vague thing is exactly what he desperately needs.

The rhyme around the giant urn of Ningcheng began to roll from Qingming, and began to roar from the rolling.

The rhyme in the forty-nine-ring annual ring is still continually flowing, scouring the golden shackles of Ningcheng. In the big shackles, Ning Cheng, a double-eyed person, became more and more aware.

Ning Cheng did not open his eyes, but waved his hand.

"Booming..." The powerful rhythm is pouring in, the gods are mad, and the sea is crazy.

Later in the chemical road, even if the strength rose wildly, Ning Cheng was not affected by half.

"Oh..." At the moment when Ningcheng advanced to the late stage of the chemical road, the original vague things suddenly became clear. In the late stage of Ningcheng's promotion to the chemical road, there was no cracked golden scorpion, and a gap was cracked at this time.

Ning Cheng was shocked, and a clear and unmistakable enlightenment came to mind. That was the kind of enlightenment he had last wanted to seize and finally did not grasp.

When he advanced to the late stage of the chemical road, he realized the new time rule magic.

In the late stage of the promotion of the chemical road, there was no shaken golden shackles, and there was a crevice under the magical powers of the epiphany.

There are three steps in the years, the first sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk; the second is like an arrow, the years are like a shuttle; the third...

The confusion in consciousness, the epiphany disappeared, and he did not realize the third step of the years.

Ning Cheng was not disappointed in his heart. He knew that he was because he did not go to the third step, and the epiphany of the years suddenly stopped. After all, one day, the third step will come to fruition.

At this time, he realized that his long-time supernatural night, even the enhanced version of the sunset, is the first step in the three steps of the years.

The magical powers of the years and the sea of ​​twilight are also the magical powers derived from the time rules. Ningcheng is sure that the magical powers of the years are completely different from those of the twilight. His time rules and magical powers did not go to the sea of ​​twilight, but he went to the three steps of his own enlightenment. Ning Cheng is very clear, this is because of the annual ring.

Ning Cheng’s hand in the golden gongs is slightly lifted, and the powerful years are full of rhythm, which makes the surrounding rhyme flow one of the best.

Ning Cheng suddenly had some understanding of the trapped array of Yong Wangmen. The sleepy array of Yongwangmen was arranged by time rules, and the time rule far exceeded the time rule he understood.

Perhaps the most powerful time rule is not to stop or even to reverse, but to move forward, because advancement has formed a space.

It is a pity that this is still tangible, whether it is like an arrow or a shuttle. Perhaps he realized that the three steps of the years were too early. If he waited for his testimony, he might realize the third step.

Years of the rhyme flow again to restore the original look, Ning Cheng's body is once again compounded.

......

The least valuable thing in cultivation is time. When the golden rhyme outside Ningcheng’s body is the third time that the rhyme is roaring, the big cockroach is more than ten times larger than the original.

The endless gods of the gods rushed to Ningcheng, and then disappeared into the golden shackles. The endless rhythm of the rhythm and vitality also rushed to the location of Ning Cheng, disappearing into the golden gong.

The entire annual ring is in chaos, and the rhythm of the years is everywhere. Some of the Duoxuan ancient disciples who practiced outside the annual rings rushed out and never dared to stay in the chaos of this chaotic year.

"What happened?" All the disciples of the Duo Xuan ancient family were staring at the depths of the giant tree.

Since the phoenix has already come with Shao Mozi and others, they are also shocked to see the rhyme rolling, the depth of the years.

"The patriarch, this will not be Ning..." Huo Bing could not believe it.

Liu Feng took a breath, and after a long time, he nodded. "It should be him. I don't know whether it is a good thing or a bad thing to agree to Ning Dansheng's entry into the annual round. The movements he made from cultivation are too big."

"It's no wonder that his cultivation speed is so fast. This kind of absorption is not a strange thing." Mo Shen said with a sigh.

"Do we want to see?" Huo Bing is somewhat worried about the annual tree.

Li Feng knew the meaning of Huo Bing, and he waved his hand. "There is no problem with the annual ring. After Ning Cheng advances, the years will be restored. In this case, I have heard that, don't worry."

......

Ning Cheng felt that the whole body had to burst open, and the endless rhymes and gods were overwhelmed. Perhaps it is not his body that automatically forms a golden cockroach, he has been burst open.

The rhythm of the road is roaring and the years are vertical and horizontal.

At this moment, in addition to Ning Cheng and his golden ballad, anything around him will be crushed by this horrible rhyme.

Even the golden cockroaches seemed to be unable to withstand this violent breath and began to tremble.

"Hey!" The golden cockroach finally couldn’t bear the horror of this horrible rhythm, bursting open.

At this moment, the endless rhythm of the atmosphere directly crushed on Ning Cheng's body, and all the clothes in Ning Cheng's body directly turned into fly ash. The skin is cut off from the blood marks...

"Oh..." At the same time as the bones and flesh and blood of Ningcheng collapsed, the original scent of Xuanhuang was washed away. Ning Cheng still did not open his eyes, but raised his hand and grabbed a few Yuan Yuan Tian Dan swallowed it.

He swallowed Yuanyuan Tiandan not to understand the realm of Tao Yuan, but to want the power of Yuan Tiandan to suppress the realm of Tao Yuan that he realized.

In history, Ning Cheng was the first to use the Dao Dan who advanced to the realm of Daoyuan to block the impact of the Daoyuan realm.

"Oh..." When Ningcheng almost came down, the Yuanyuan Tiandan finally came into play, and the powerful force began to counter the horror rhythm.

These Qianyuan Tiandan swallowed by Ningcheng are all the Yuantian Tiandan, which contains the five elements of chaos, which is completely different from the ordinary Qianyuan Tiandan.

"boom……"

The two rhythmic forces huddled together, and Ning Cheng trembled as if it was a crowded road in his mind that was crowded with him and almost blocked his vitality.

The horrible rhythm power that was suppressed by the roaring rushed into the avenue at this moment, and there was no more suppression of Ning Cheng. In just a few breathing hours, Ning Cheng realized that the gods had insufficient spirits and emptiness came. At this moment, Ningcheng can still care for anything else. All the crystals and gods in the ring are thrown out by him, including the best of the gods.

When these gods are thrown out, they become endless gods, and the fusion disappears in the rhythm of the body and disappears in Ningcheng.

A strong rhythm of the atmosphere is clear in Ning Cheng's thoughts, and the shattered golden gongs have turned into countless rhymes into which they have poured into the Taoist thoughts of Ning Cheng.

A few days later, Ning Cheng opened his eyes~lightnovelpub.net~ His eyes seemed calm and quiet, and there was no longer the sharp edge of the original, but with a kind of vitality that could not be controlled. It seems that everything between heaven and earth is in his eyes, no exception. Long hair is brought up and fluttered because of the flow of the rhyme, but there is a kind of dust-free agility.

The rhyme is still ringing, but the sound is getting milder and the violent atmosphere around it is gradually subsiding. The almost broken bones and the flesh and blood of Ningcheng have been restored. The Shengsheng machine and the strong rhythm of Ningcheng have formed a new field in this moment, the domain of Daoyuan.

The rhythm of the surrounding tumbling flow finally eased, and the forty-ninth lap of the annual ring was restored to its original appearance.

Ning Cheng’s thoughts moved slightly, and a new set of robe fell on him.

"This is the Tao Yuan!" Ning Cheng gaze at the rhythm of the years that are still flowing, and there is no idea in her heart that I am eager to improve my strength.

At the moment he advanced to the Taoist Emperor, everything in the heavens and the earth seemed to be simple.

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