Lan Shuixian cultivated the shape of the Lailongjiang River, and it matched the spiritual aspect of the 'Tianhe', one of the nine real shapes of Taiyimen.

The river has no constant shape, and the Tianhe has no normal state. His mood fits the river and the Tianhe. His emotions and anger are not visible, but the waves are hidden.

But at this time, his face changed color.

That person who walks through the mansion formation in a leisurely court, isn't it the only few remaining members of the Yuan family, the younger brother of Yuan Duxiu?

No way, the appearance of white hair and white eyebrows is really memorable.

But if he remembers correctly, this 'old boy' seems to be less than a year old, right?

One year old...

Thinking about it, the blue narcissus complexion was a little stiff, a little solidified.

Over the past 30 million years, there has been no shortage of people who were born with knowledge of Su Hui. Some people can walk and speak when they were born. There are even parents who are powerful practitioners, who guide their practice from their mother's womb.

But he remembered that the child was born with a loss of qi and blood, and his potential was depleted...

"That kid..."

Mo Baobao was also stunned. He was born in a famous family, and of course he knew how powerful this formation was. Although it was gradually weakening, it was extremely difficult to crack it.

It seems that the only ones that can ignore the formation method are the legendary legal bodies such as 'Yuan Magnetic' and 'Aurora'.

Both were a little shocked.

In the distance, Peng Sixteen was already furious, and the golden light rushed towards the formation restriction: "Where is the little boy from, come out for me?!"

boom!

The earth shook and the mountains shook, like a meteor exploded in the air, with arrogant flames and waves of light.

The prohibition formation outside the saving mountain shook for a while, causing the mountains to tremble, and countless mud and sand flowed down from the top of the mountain peaks like waterfalls.

But the blow was ineffective, no matter how tyrannical the blow was, it still failed to tear the formation.

The trembling mountains kept shaking, and I don't know how many monsters and mountain spirits fled in all directions. The monsters and monsters who were feared by many scattered cultivators could only flee in embarrassment in the face of the more ferocious Golden Winged Dapeng.

"Huh? What a powerful demon!"

Hundreds of miles away, Fa Wushe suddenly stopped, frowning deeply: "How did such a big monster pass through the East Continent Demon Breaking Pass?"

He was slightly startled, and the demonic energy that surged up in the rumbling and vibrating Qishan Mountain was as big as he had ever seen before.

This level of aura, he has only seen in Mie Qing Dao or the elders of other sects.

"Brother."

Chu Yue'er's complexion also changed slightly, and she became a little dignified. With such an aura, let alone her, even if the law was unforgivable, I am afraid that she would not be the enemy of unity.

"The aura of the demon race is stronger than that of the human race. This demon bloodline is bound to be tyrannical, but it is by no means powerful!"

Fa Wushe felt it for a moment, and then said: "It's not a great power, if you look at the loose cultivator, the Golden Winged Dapeng was smashed by the Xumi Jinshan, and it shouldn't be too dangerous now... ."

After hesitating for a moment, he still decided to catch a few loose cultivators to find out the truth. Seriously injured beasts are even more dangerous, and the big demon naturally needs to be said.

......

As for everything in the outside world, An Qisheng, who stepped into it, couldn't see it. He could guess it, but he didn't care much.

His way is in harmony with heaven and earth, changing the magnetic field, and he has a deep understanding of all the formations that rely on mountains and rivers. The formations outside the cave seem to be different, but after years of baptism, only mountains and rivers remain. .

He walked from a distance step by step, experienced the movement of the mountains and rivers here, and felt the changes in the atmosphere of the world. When he came here, he found a way to break the formation.

It seems that stepping into it one step is actually a dream, and I have tried thousands of times.

With his cultivation at this time, falling into a dream will naturally not affect him doing other things.

"Mr. Monster, this place is different from the outside world..."

The three-hearted blue soul boy said again: "The air, light, magnetic field, and water flow here are different from the outside world."

There is a cave in the mountain, like a world completely different from the outside world.

High mountains, strange rocks, dangerous peaks, longevity pine trees, silver waterfalls, bamboo forests, strange flowers, spiritual fields, spiritual springs... The strange scenes are combined with each other to outline a beautiful fairy mountain cave.

"What a wonderful place!"

An Qisheng's eyes were bright and he couldn't help but admire.

This is a 'Dongtian', the mighty 'Dongtian' world.

The martial arts of Wanyang Realm is guided by persuasion, imitating the true form, comprehending the meaning of the exterior scene, conforming to one's own spiritual appearance, and having both the divine form and the divine body to be 'transformed into a divine body'.

This step is the first transformation of Shouyuan, and the difference in the divine body transformed, Shouyuan is from three hundred to one thousand.

When the divine body is achieved, seek it from heaven and earth. The heavenly gang is the star, and it is also the authority. To hold the authority and shake the celestial phenomena is the tiangang.

The Dharma of the Heavenly Gang begins with one, ends with thirty-six, and when the thirty-six Heavenly Gang is condensed, all dharmas can be derived.

If all the laws are accomplished, the principles of the law can be weaved to form a 'Dongtian'!

The 'Dongtian' is empty, the transcendence of the calamity is real, and the 'Dongtian' is completed, then it is powerful. At this point, the lifespan can reach 3,000. The powerful person has the power of the 'Dongtian' in every move.

When condensed with the sacred mountain and the cave, the sacred mountain will accompany you when you raise your hands.

When condensed with rivers and seas, opening your mouth and breathing also has the power of rivers.

If it is condensed by the golden sun of the great sun, then the arms will be spread out, like the sun in the sky, and the mighty power is beyond speculation.

The cave is the interweaving of the principles of the Fa, the cohesion of the principles, the beginning of longevity, the beginning of the Creator, and the first step in the path of proving the Way.

"Dongtian, is it an analogy to the kingdom of God, half plane, domain, etc.?"

The three-hearted blue soul boy said curiously:

"In the legend, the Nightmare Hydra once destroyed such a world, and there are legendary fields, demigod planes, and the kingdom of gods...

It is said that that side of the world is the most important place for the Nightmare Hydra to advance to the Eternal Seed, and he, together with the entire world, thousands of gods, supreme gods, and creators, ate them all in one bite..."

"It may be similar, or it may be different."

An Qisheng has never seen the so-called half plane, domain, and naturally there is no way to compare the similarity between the two, but just replied lightly.

I stepped into this blessed land.

The first person to come is a huge spiritual field that covers an area of ​​more than three thousand kilometers. There are excellent spiritual plants planted in the spiritual field, and because no one has picked it for too long, it starts and fails again and again.

There is already a posture that evolves towards the spirit grass and spirit fruit.

Kacha~

An Qisheng pinched a spiritual plant that looked like a wheat ear.

This spiritual plant is shaped like a wheat ear, but it is huge. Each fruit is the size of a longan, and it is not three feet long when it hangs down.

He took a fruit and threw it into his mouth, feeling the squirming of his five internal organs, and nodded slightly.

The effect of a fruit is comparable to that of a real pill, and it is easier to be absorbed by the human body. It is no wonder that Lingmi is more shooter than pills.

Of course, this is because this piece of spiritual field is a fine product that Da Neng has planted into his own cave, and it has evolved over 20,000 years to have such an effect.

"Mr. Monster, according to your gastrointestinal organs, these Lingmi have a weak effect on you, but long-term, a large amount of swallowing has great benefits..."

The three-hearted blue soul boy reported his findings and also raised doubts: "But Mr. Monster, your spirit is so pure and your heart is so firm, why don't you become an information life like me?"

Shashasha~

An Qisheng carried the 'spirit spike' and walked slowly. There is a passage of time in this cave, so there is no other creature that can survive.

Because according to the age of the formation, this 'Dongtian' has been left for more than 20,000 years.

In the world of ten thousand suns, the great can live three thousand years, long live the princes, and only the sage emperor, the supreme one, can live more than twenty thousand years.

Obviously, in this cave, it is impossible to have a holy emperor.

Hearing the words of Sanxin Lan Lingtong, he kept walking and asked a random question: "Your family lives on the breath of civilization, and feeds on information and words, but do you have civilization?"

"we......"

In his mind, the three-hearted blue soul boy seemed to have been questioned. After a while, he replied in a low voice, "We, we, have no civilization...but..."

But we should be civilized.

We who can absorb the breath of all civilizations as nutrients should have an extremely splendid civilization.

if not......

A great sadness filled my heart.

The little blue-skinned monster stopped talking, curled up in An Qisheng's mind, and closed himself.

"what?"

Feeling the sadness of this little blue-skinned monster, An Qisheng paused slightly, sighed softly, and continued to walk towards the mountain.

Grieving people don't need comfort, they need solitude.

Walking through Lingtian, mountain forest, Lingquan, and river, An Qisheng came to the real saving mountain.

This tall mountain, which is located in the middle of the cave and is incompatible with the whole cave, is the real mountain of saving.

It is also the real 'Great Relic'.

This mountain is no different from what the outside world sees, and its appearance is only slightly different. It seems that after 20,000 years of vicissitudes, the mountains outside have not changed much.

There is a stone tablet in front of the mountain, on which the words 'Save Mountain' are engraved with words from more than 20,000 years ago, and the inscription is "Useless Taoist."

Save mountains, useless.

Saving is a lack, and the Taoist calls it useless?

An Qisheng's eyes moved slightly, he stepped into Qishan Mountain, and walked up the mountain road where there was no road to speak of, and walked to the top of the mountain in a hurry.

All the way here, An Qisheng did not see any traces of life, corpses, not even ashes.

until this time.

On the top of this saving mountain, among the overgrown weeds, there is a corpse on a rock that is more than ten feet high.

Or bones.

Twenty thousand years have passed, the clothes on the corpse have disappeared, and the skin and muscles have disappeared, leaving only a skeleton with a dim light.

"Useless Taoist?"

An Qisheng guessed the identity of this person, more than 20,000 years are enough to bury all living beings in this world except the Holy Emperor.

Then, his eyes drooped down, and he looked at the only 'alive' or never 'dead' in this cave dwelling, which was also the terrifying aura he had previously felt outside the Qi Mountain.

It was a stone tablet buried by weeds. On it, several large characters wriggled as if they were alive, emitting substantial sound waves.

As if whispered voices from endless years ago:

road,

done again...