gate of eternity

There is no reason not to go when the senior invites you.

"It's an honor to play chess with the Immortal King."

That little mouth of Zhao Yun!Not your average sweet.

But against the Immortal King, his chess skills!It's not just bad, compared to Master Nantian, Immortal King Haotian seems to be more accomplished in chess, after a few rounds, he can kill him without leaving any pieces.

"Senior, I'm asking you to inquire about someone." Zhao Yun said with a smile.

"Speak." Immortal King Haotian took a teacup and took a sip.

"Have you ever heard of a... female fairy king who cultivates the way of dreams."

"I have never heard of the female fairy king who cultivates the dream way, but I do know of a goddess Ming who cultivates the dream way." Haotian Immortal King put down his teacup, "Dream Demon, that is the only goddess Ming who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the moon god."

Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows.

You can still hear Xiu'er's name here.

Nightmare?

Dreaming like a demon?

Zhao Yun muttered in his heart.

but.

Since he can stand shoulder to shoulder with the moon god, he is no ordinary god.

According to what he thought, the Dream Demon's comprehension of the way of dreams definitely contributed to good fortune.

"Is Luna strong?"

Zhao Yun dropped a son, and by the way, told the words of the Immortal King.

After all, Luna is his master, so the apprentice must understand, right?

"She is the apprentice picked up by the God of Chess, and she is also the most amazing disciple under the God of Chess, and she is the only person in the Three Realms who was conferred the title of God before the age of [-]." Immortal King Haotian dropped the chess pieces casually, speaking casually Slow, "an old rumor said that when she became the fairy king at the beginning of the year, she destroyed a god. This record has not been broken so far. She is as treacherous and powerful as a dream demon. She has lost three games in a row in her hands. In the last battle, if there is no demon Your Majesty intervenes, the succubus has long since turned into the dust of time."

"Wuhuang Mozun?" Zhao Yun looked curious.

"He is the Lord of Shenxu, a terrifying emperor god." Immortal King Haotian said with a smile.

"I've learned a lot." Zhao Yun murmured, remember the name Wuwang Mozun, a god who is the opposite of the moon god, if he ran into him in the past year, he would not be said to be a disciple of the moon god.

It wasn't until night fell that Immortal King Haotian got up.

Before leaving, he also left a chess book for Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun never refuses anyone who comes, this old man is not bad.

Seen.

I have a deep feeling.

Immortal King Haotian left him a bamboo building as his residence. This place is quiet and quiet, without the hustle and bustle of the world, and no intrigues. It is indeed very suitable for cultivation and self-cultivation.

"I don't know if I can find the flower of memory."

Zhao Yun stood in front of the window, with a sincere hope in his heart.

If Ye Lan really can't be the Dragon Concubine, he won't force it, as long as she is safe and sound, and if he improves his cultivation or finds the Moon God, he will be able to find a perfect solution.

Ok?

When he was watching, he suddenly saw a ray of light.

It was a vision, a vision of a secret treasure, that is to say, in this small world, there is a treasure hidden in this small world, with a strong fragrance, it should be a fairy fruit, the kind that defies the sky.

He didn't dare to go there.

That was the property of Immortal King Haotian.

Speaking of Immortal King Haotian, he sat on the roof without resting, absorbing the power of the stars, even the strands of fairy light wandering around him were dyed with brilliant starlight, like a god.

"The way of the stars." Zhao Yun said in his heart.

Haotian Immortal King's Taoism is not shallow, and his Taoism is also very extraordinary.

If the opportunity is sufficient, this path can be cultivated to the peak, and it is possible to become a god.

The first thousand and 160 six chapters against the fairy king

Well...!

On the top of the mountain, Zhao Yun could not stop humming.

It has been three days since he stepped onto the altar.

Looking at him from a distance, he is scary enough at this moment, not only bleeding from seven orifices, but also full of gullies, all of which are the backlash of the primordial spirit, and every scar on him is lingering with strands of thunder.

It was the remnant of Yuanshen's attack, presented in the form of thunder.

"What a wicked junior."

Immortal King Haotian sighed in his heart.

The Primordial Spirit Stele was passed down by his ancestors. There are countless Xuanxians who have used it to practice. No matter how amazing or evil, none of them can last for two days, including him.

But this junior lasted for three days.

Judging by the boy's demeanor, it seems that he can last longer.

Is he old?

Has he been hidden for too long?

Today's juniors are all so against the sky?

"Come."

"continue."

Zhao Yun's eyes were quite bloodshot.

He is just a lunatic, stuck there forcibly, allowing the Yuanshen monument to be beaten, desperately resisting, the Yuanshen should have been devastated, but under the combined operation of the Wanfa Longevity Jue and the Soul Cleansing and Soul Jingjing, there is no Scars to speak of.

Practicing here for three days has a lot of benefits.

The primordial spirit has been tempered more refined, and the ability to resist beating has also improved.

After a long time, he gradually got used to the pain of Yuanshen's attack.

Just like in the past years of body training, after adapting to the pain of tearing the body, I gradually got used to it.

Whoosh!

Outside the mountain, a ray of fairy light flew over and submerged his primordial spirit.

It is the celestial light of the Immortal King Sacrifice, and it is passed on the method of manipulating the Primordial God Monument.

Zhao Yun looked at it, and his eyes sparkled again.

It turns out that the attacking intensity of Yuanshen Monument is not fixed and can be adjusted at will.

It is not difficult to master the method of manipulation. He soon learned that using the power of the primordial spirit to form a sword, he carved several secret patterns on the four primordial steles, and the secret patterns merged into the steles as they circulated.

hum!

The four primordial spirit steles trembled collectively, and even more domineering primordial spirit attacks followed one after another.

Zhao Yun's muffled groan at this moment was extremely drowsy. He probably overestimated his own spirit's ability to resist attacks, adjusted the intensity of his own spirit's attack, and almost stunned him with one blow. The soul whip is still sour.

but.

He can handle it.

There was nothing on his side, but on the side of Immortal King Haotian, his eyes changed, and he looked at Zhao Yun as if he were looking at a monster. What kind of freak is this kid, the background of Yuanshen is too strong.

In the realm of Xuanxian Realm, there are not many people who can withstand such an intensity of Yuanshen attack!Look at this one again, it's not ordinary firmness!If it weren't for a cultivating lunatic, who would dare to train the primordial spirit like this, and if he didn't pay attention, he would be hurt when he became enlightened.

On the eighth day, Zhao Yun stepped down from the altar.

The moment he got off the altar, he was lying on the ground with blood all over his body.

Miserable is a bit miserable, but the chances are equal.

Look at his soul real body, it has solidified a lot, and it seems to have surpassed the Xuanxian level.

"What a monster."

Immortal King Haotian, who was fishing by the river, flicked his sleeves and threw Zhao Yun into a fairy pond in the mountains.

That is not an ordinary fairy pond, it has a miraculous effect on nourishing the primordial spirit, after cultivating on the primordial spirit stele, soaking him in the fairy pond for two or three days is just right.

"There are a lot of treasures here!"

After entering the fairy pond, Zhao Yun regained his spirit.

The water in the fairy pond is rippling, nourishing the primordial spirit through the physical body, washing away the fatigue of the real body, and the whole body is warm.

He never thought that being the little bookboy of the Immortal King would be treated like this. He usually follows the Immortal King wherever he goes, and gained a lot of insights.

Xu Shi was so exhausted that he fell asleep in the fairy pond.

The Immortal King Haotian descended like a star, taking a serious look at Zhao Yun for the first time.

This kid's background is indeed not ordinary horror, the soul is very strong, and the blood is also domineering.

Speaking of blood, he even took a drop of Zhao Yun's blood.

But he looked and looked, but he didn't see what kind of blood it was.

He's right that he can't see it.

Zhao Yun's bloodline is self-concealed, and if he hadn't revealed the origin himself, few people would be able to see it.

But one day, he jumped out of the fairy pond.

It was still the altar on the top of the mountain, and he went up again.

The buzzing of the four Yuanshen monuments became more and more violent each time, leaving his Yuanshen completely riddled with holes.

It doesn't matter, with the Longevity Jue and Yihun Jing backing up, the scars will heal immediately, and it's someone else who doesn't have such a background to die here.

In the blink of an eye, March passed quietly.

Since going to that mountain, he has basically never come down.

What I do every day is to refine my soul, and when my energy is exhausted, I go to the Immortal Pool to take a dip, take time to dance swords, learn chess, and refine alchemy. Everything is in an orderly manner without wasting any time.

During his peaceful practice, he gradually transformed.

"The flower of memory has not been found yet."

At night, Zhao Yun sat alone on the top of the mountain, muttering to himself.

If he finds it, Yuhuaxian will definitely come to tell him.

I'm afraid it's not so easy to find fairy materials that I haven't even heard of in the Void Realm.

"come over."

From the side of the bamboo forest, the call of the fairy king came.

Zhao Yun regained his concentration in an instant, and immediately walked down the mountain.

When he arrived at the bamboo forest, he saw the immortal light overflowing from the body of Immortal King Haotian, and his cultivation had dropped to the fifth level of Xuanxian. In other words, he used a secret method to seal his cultivation to the fifth level of Xuanxian.

The implication is obvious.

The Immortal King wants to practice with him at the same level.

"This is not good!" Zhao Yun laughed dryly.

"The old man will show mercy." Immortal King Haotian smiled slightly.

"Then the younger generation will not be polite."

Zhao Yun moved his wrist and twisted his neck violently.

He has fought Dongxu, destroyed Taixu, and was beaten by the gods' laws, but he has never fought against the Immortal King. The moonlight is quite beautiful tonight, and it should be a good choice to take the Haotian Immortal King.

Whoosh!

Immortal King was as fast as lightning, and slapped him from the air.