Eternal Gate

"Let's heal first."

Zhao Yun sat back under the old tree again, meditating to recuperate his body.

The Daluo Divine Sword seems to have spirituality, and it hangs by his side, humming from time to time.

"This big brother is so handsome!"

Long Yuan was familiar with himself and circled around the Divine Sword.

This scene, in the eyes of Pang Daxian and the old **** stick, is a war five scum, crazy to show off his presence in front of a war god, a thousand words and one sentence: the condom is close.

Facts have proved that this trick is not easy to use, and Divine Sword ignores him at all.

That's right, who is all right lying on the ground and chatting with an ant.

Compared with this sword, Zhao Gongzi is even rarer in the magic weapon. This guy has a very good bloodline. In his era, there seems to be a person of this bloodline, who is very strong and domineering.

"Divine Soldiers do not exclude him."

The old **** stick and the fat old immortal were left and right, looking very real.

This is a good sign, and the two of them are happy to see it, because the ultimate weapon will be passed on to Zhao Yun sooner or later.

Zhao Yun's heart has no external objects, and he does not forget to understand the Tao when he heals his wounds.

No one bothers him, he is focused on multiple uses. When he is comprehending reincarnation, he does not forget to study the creation, and when studying creation, he does not forget to study the way of enlightenment, as well as the ten thousand law and longevity, the Taoist secret art, and even the wordless Daojing, The method of alchemy and the chess path are also evolving in the heart at this moment.

The monster of his talent, even the Daluo Divine Sword hummed.

It's an extremist artifact! Can perceive things that others cannot.

The resilience of the eternal body is unusually domineering.

After only three days, he saw his blood surge.

Of course, the power of the primordial spirit of the Immortal King also contributed a lot. In the past three days, it has completely become the nourishment of his physique. If the power of primordial spirit is also considered a kind of elixir, then he can be considered as completely digested.

Bu Niantian once came here and left a lot of healing relics.

Except for her, no one went up the mountain. Even many old guys were blocked from the door, and even many elders and disciples were all at the foot of Tianzi Mountain, looking up at the top of the mountain, the inheritance of the eternal lineage, just In this mountain, they have no chance to see.

In the next few days, there were many visions in the void, including Dapeng, Long Fei, and petty fortune fans.

Whether it is the first Supreme Elder, the sixth Supreme Elder, or Dapeng's master in Xianzong, he spared no effort to pile up cultivation resources without a cap, and he just piled up Nirvana one by one.

In the end, it's still a solid foundation.

As for Dao Xin, such as fighting mentality, they still need to exercise by themselves.

The road is endless, and they still have a long way to go.

"It's so boring."

It was the dead of night again, and the fat fairy and the old **** stick were bored and squatted on the stone.

If it was in the past, the two of them were probably kidnapped at the moment.

All good things go to the house.

The little doll with amazed bones is also trying to fool around to his own house.

Most of the young disciples of the new generation of his Da Luo Xianzong came this way.

Um?

For a moment, the two of them looked sideways.

As soon as he entered the land, he saw that the land where Zhao Yun was located was full of flowers and plants, each of which was lingering with vitality, and each of which was full of vitality, dyed with dazzling eternity.

It was a strange scene, and the two of them were full of fresh eyes.

After seeing it, the two people knew the clue. It should be the origin of the eternal body that was retro, and this kind of vitality was created. In addition, the most real thing they perceive is a touch of red dust.

"It really came from the mortal world." Fat Daxian pondered.

"The first Red Dust Immortal in history." The old **** stick took a deep breath. These names are not only a title, but also a precedent. He will take a different path.

The two old men had something to do, and the pestle was straight, watching Zhao Yun's transformation.

After a long time, the two of them seemed to be by Zhao Yun's side and saw a series of phantoms, all of them in the form of Zhao Yun, or dancing swords, or alchemy, or carving wood carvings, or drawing spells, or wandering Taixu, or Look up to the sky... .

"This is too..." The two old men were shocked.

Although the phantom is not illusory, it is a portrayal of Zhao Yun's state of mind. This son is actually multi-tasking.

If it were them, they would never dare, because any swaying gods could breed demons and go crazy. If they weren't extremely talented, how would they dare to comprehend the Tao like this.

The two of them kept their eyes fixed and saw more, such as the power of red dust, the yin and the sun, the immeasurable light of immortality, the energy of Xuanhuang, the power of stars... Sometimes they wandered in his source, and sometimes they were exposed. wonderland.

tsk tsk!

The two old men sighed, how many opportunities did this guy hit along the way, and if it wasn't for the great luck, how could there be so many good fortunes.

man! They can't be compared to each other... very emotional.

At this moment, the two peak immortal kings have been hit hard.

More than the two of them, the Sword Saints who are both hidden in Zhao Yunzi's mansion, can't help but marvel with emotion. This era will be very extraordinary because of the eternal lineage. It is the so-called generation of talented people.

Speaking of Juggernaut, he is also experiencing a Nirvana.

In the calamity of the Immortal Body of Power, he was also struck by lightning. It was an ordeal, and it was also a nirvana. The only ray of his remnant soul was left, and in the destruction, he realized a lot of truth.

call!

When the sky was bright, Zhao Yun slowly opened his eyes.

After many days of healing, he finally recovered.

Accompanied by the brilliance of the morning sun, the flowers and plants that rose from the ground because of his origin, all withered again, turned into wisps of invisible fly ash, scattered in the breeze, this is not destruction, this is a different and wonderful. Reincarnation begins with growth, flourishes in bloom, and withers.

The phantoms around him also dissipated one after another.

There are also all kinds of strange powers, which are also invisible.

"Boss, it doesn't pay attention to me." Long Yuanjian came up and jumped up and down, and it was the Daluo Divine Sword in his mouth.

"Should be."

Zhao Yun said leisurely while looking inside his body.

This is an artifact, the natal weapon of the gods, how arrogant, even if the master is gone, it is still a divine weapon of the extreme way, you are a small magic weapon of the emptiness level, what kind of chaos is there.

"Feeling... okay?" The two old men came together.

"The body is clear, and the mood is empty." Zhao Yun smiled and stretched his waist fiercely.

In less than a month, he is fortunate, transformed and nirvana. His own combat power has already crossed a limit, and the majestic power in his body has resonated with his state of mind.

"At the same time, you have surpassed the immortal immortal." The two old men laughed.

"How embarrassing this is." Zhao Yun smiled, raised his feet and went straight down the mountain.

Pang Daxian and the old **** stick stepped out one step at a time, and disappeared one after another. It is not accurate to say that they disappeared, but they were hidden in the invisible. Xiao Tiantian said that he must always be optimistic about this person. Even if he goes to the thatched hut, he must squat next to him.

Compared to the two of them, the Daluo Divine Sword is very arrogant, and the swoosh disappears. He sees the eternal body pleasing to the eye, which does not mean that he approves it. The only one who can make it bow its head is its owner.