Eternal Gate

Hum! Hum!

The gate of eternity buzzed and trembled, and Zhao Yun stood under it and looked up.

Like the Eternal Despair, the Eternal Realm, and the Eternal Tianyu, the Eternal Gate is also one of the immortals.

Being a Xianzo, his abilities are different.

Such as the eternal heavenly imperial, it is absolute protection.

Such as the eternal desperation, the fighting power is blessed to the utmost.

Such as the eternal world, it is a refuge space.

The Gate of Eternity is one of the immortals, and its ability is absolute attack.

The premise is that this door can be opened, and this is what Zhao Gongzi is entangled at the moment.

That's right, the gate of eternity is closed, he tried many times but couldn't open it.

In this regard, it was somewhat similar to the Heavenly Gate of Saint Daluo, but there was a door but it could not be opened.

Is my origin incomplete?

Or is my Taoism too shallow?

Zhao Yun asked like this in his heart, his eyes bright and dim.

And without Niantian's answer, it is nothing more than these two reasons.

If it weren't for Fairy Wuyou, he would not be able to open this vein of immortal treasure, and it doesn't mean that he could open it.

He sat cross-legged, meditation.

Without thinking about the sky, I moved to a big mountain again.

She is the saint master of Daluo Xianzong, who is afraid that she is the ancestor of Daluo Xianzong. The two statues before and after are all broken because of Zhao Yun. So, she has to carve another stone statue!

She was gone, but Shuang Sha was dangling under the gate of eternity.

The two of them looked at Zhao Gongzi's eyes as if they were looking at a monster.

It's strange to say that this product is not innate and eternal, and its origin is not complete. It can actually open the Four Channel Immortal Treasure. You know, many eternal inheritances are cultivated to the end of their fate, and they haven't made up the number of the Four Channels.

After a long time, the two people retreated quietly and climbed up the hill again.

The moment they sat down cross-legged, both of them glanced up at Cang Mian.

Also watching Cang Mian, there is Bu Nian Tian who carved stone statues.

The three of them all had hope in their eyes, as if they were waiting for something.

Zhao Yun was sitting in meditation like an old monk, and in the midst of his turmoil, he seemed to see a figure, still the chaos, or the back, with his back facing the vain, standing at the end of the years.

"Definitely the ancestor of the eternal line." Zhao Yun said in his heart.

If not, he would not open the door of eternity in a daze.

There is also Fairy Wuyou, her relationship with eternal inheritance is definitely not simple.

On the eighth day, the third free stone statue was carved out.

In order to prevent the stone statue from being weathered by the years, she also sprinkled a fairy light.

Then, she came to the gate of eternity, seeing Zhao Yun's eyes are the same as Shuangsha. Such a half-hanging eternal fairy body is obviously a lone star, so why do you bump into chance everywhere?

Bamai Eternal Immortal Tibetan...This product is half open.

In spite of the unevenness, he can really revert to a complete eternal fairy body.

If the good fortune is enough, maybe it can be transformed into a complete eternal body.

"Eternal body."

Speaking of these three words, Nian Tian took a deep breath.

She has never seen the eternal body, but the prestige of the eternal ancestor has shocked the ages.

The dusk of the gods...It was a nightmare of an era. It is hard to imagine how powerful the eternal gods are, and there is no supreme **** in the realm of killing one person. Such achievements are probably beyond the reach of the ninth moon god.

She looked at Zhao Yun again, with hope still in her eyes.

He didn't expect Zhao Yun to be able to compare with a generation of eternal body, just one thousandth of him.

Even if it is one-thousandth, it can keep her Daluo Xianzong forever.

call!

Zhao Yun took a long breath and slowly opened his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, his eyes exploded with brilliance. They were as sharp as a sharp sword, and the thorn space was full of flames.

After it's done... the statue of Zizaitian was poked out of two big holes.

Seeing it, my good temper, such as not thinking about the sky, makes my face dark.

Is this generation of Daluo Saint Lord on a stance with the founder of the mountain?

Fortunately, the Moon God is not here, if she is there...there must be a word of gratitude to the old lady.

"The statue of the ancestor...I repaired it." Zhao Yun let out a dry cough.

The conscience of heaven and earth, he really didn't mean it, he didn't expect the statue to be so fragile.

"No need." Bu Niantian whispered softly.

Blame it, the broken part of the statue...a bit sensitive.

"How can I open the door."

Xu Shi was too embarrassed, and Zhao Yun hurriedly changed the subject.

"Improve the cultivation base and revive the origin." Bu Nian Tian said leisurely.

She can think of only these, the most important thing is the origin. Look at Zhao Yun's Four Vein Immortal Treasure, whether it is Tianyu, Despair or Eternal Realm, all of them are incomplete due to the incomplete origin, and the gate of eternity is also the same. , If the door is open, the lethality is still very overbearing.

"When will I return to Daluo Xianzong?" Zhao Yun asked in a low voice.

"Stay for a few more days." Bu Niantian said, and went to repair the statue.

Zhao Gongzi was very anxious, eager to go to Daluo Xianzong to pick the flower of memory.

Ye Lan is still asleep, the memories of his two lives are bound, and he needs the flower of memory to help him.

Hum!

He withdrew from the gate of eternity and moved out of the Tianyuxian furnace.

As always, he divided his mind into two tasks, making alchemy while enlightening.

Although this ancient star is dead and silent, but the mysterious Taoist sound is like a brand, and it reverberates throughout the day. After a long time, he will have so much more insight, and it will be a trace of the Tao.

"coming."

When night fell, the black and white Shuangsha got up one after another.

Those who sit under a tree and read a book do not read the sky, but also collect ancient books.

Zhao Yun's perception is good, and he looks up to the sky.

When I saw it, I saw an old man with fat head and big ears, clutching his old waist and limping. He should have been beaten and his head was missed. Every time he walked three or five steps, he would cough. Old blood.

"Dao Void Realm."

Zhao Yun whispered softly, not knowing the specific cultivation base of the other party, only that he was an immortal king.

He glanced at Fu Nian Tian and Shuang Sha, and seeing their expressions, they seemed to be waiting for this old way.

Just say it! In such an eventful autumn, I was waiting for someone if I didn't want to have a leisurely stay here.

"Then who!" Zhao Yun asked.

"Youyou old way." Bu Niantian smiled softly.

While talking, the quiet old way has come to this world.

When everyone arrived, this man was holding the statue of Zi Zaitian and bending over to vomit blood.

Shuangsha is okay, Zhao Gongzi is okay, but he doesn't think about the sky. Seeing the old Dao vomiting blood under the statue, he suddenly gave birth to an impulse to beat people. The world is so big, so you want to vomit?

"Who beaten this." Hesha sighed.

"I ran into a lady before, and I asked her if she could sell it...ahhhhh...I asked her if she could sell it, she would be fine, and she would give me a good beating if she didn't say anything." Youyou yelled and cursed.

"Thanks to the old ways I run fast."

As the old man said, he coughed up another mouthful of blood.

"It shouldn't be a nameless person who can beat you up like a bear." Bai Sha said with a smile.

I don't know why, look at this guy in a panic, she looks sour and undifferentiated at 360 degrees.

"This is the eternal fairy body?"

The old way of Youyou pulled away Bu Niantian, and circled Zhao Yun.

Turning around, he also took a magnifying glass, swept up and down like an antique researcher, and sometimes stretched out his hand to pinch Zhao Yun's small arms and legs, his eyes glistened.

Zhao Yun moved a step, the whole being looked at was unnatural.

Look at this old way of looking at his eyes, it's not normal.

"That thing...I brought it." Bu Niantian whispered softly.

"Where is the baby I want?" The old Taoist closed his eyes, looking at Bu Nian Tian, ​​or his eyes were shining. Looking at this posture, he also had the urge to study Bu Nian Tian with a magnifying glass.