Pursuing Immortality

You Yu and Zeng Ke'er went to Kunlun and did not meet Gu Yan.

Not long after that, the disciples also went to the fantasy world, and then, even Long Qiu and Zhang Shouyang went in and took a look.

Except Xiaozhai, no one knows what Gu Yan wants to do. He is like a hard-working gardener, carefully guarding the growth of the fantasy.

Yes, it can grow!

Taking the five demon kings as the source and turning them into five-party worlds, these worlds were initially constructed and are still very rough. So what is the world?

There is time, space, various elements, the rotation of all things, and natural society and social relations-without human beings, it does not include human society.

For example, the ghost realm currently has forty-three types of ghosts. They are as small as a roadside soul and as large as a ghost king. They seem to have a hierarchical classification, but they are actually very imprecise.

The so-called growth is to standardize these things one by one, from the basic Yin structure, to the formation of ghosts, the concept of class, the unique Yinshan plants, minerals, etc ...

Only when it is standardized can it be called a real world.

The source of the soul power that Gu Ji feeds inside is a little energy used to transform the illusion. This process is quite long, but it doesn't matter. The origins are endless. His birthday is also a thousand years old, and he can afford it.

As for the reason, it's too complicated.

He said that Fangtiandi's progress is too slow, its hands are bound, and its resources are scarce, and he wants to upgrade it faster. This is the truth, and specifically speaking, there are probably several levels.

Sky and earth aura do not know when to start, in short, it is much longer than human history. From the three emperors and five emperors, the history of human practice has been calculated for more than 5,000 years.

And these five thousand years of practice may be the result of spiritual temperature nourishing for millions of years.

Humanity in ancient times until sacred; Xiandao in the ancient times, soaring day by day; End of Fadan, longevity ... This series of declines are accompanied by the weakening and demise of various resources.

Why is there such a rare treasure in ancient times, the millennium spirit grass, the century-old flower, because there was a long-term pavement before. The spiritual temperature is raised, the world is infinite, and the "capacity" can reach that level.

But now, the rejuvenation is resurrected, and later generations pick up the legacy of their ancestors and painstakingly remodeling. It is equivalent to replacing the water tank with a water bottle. The "capacity" of the world is so large that it can only hold so much.

The most typical example is Hualong.

The practice is declining, the avenue has no sense, and the cultivator can't turn into a dragon until he dies. He can only wait for the immortals to gather. The East China Sea is prosperous and the water bottle capacity is expanded.

This is the first time, and the second time is the birth of the ghost, who promotes himself, stirs the road, and upgrades again.

To put it bluntly, it is now the 3.0 era, but in the ancient times it was 5.0 and 6.0 times.

Gu Yan wanted to refine the magic weapon of Ren Yizhang's gate, the Yin Yang Shuo, which could carry the spirit and shuttle between the two realms without any damage. The materials needed are millennium Wen Yu, Xuanyin Han iron, and sun gold. It is said that the appearance is like earth and stones, but the inside is a little bit of gold. It is full of pure yang, and there will be 200 million in one shot ...

Where is Shangte going?

This is the sorrow of the 3.0 era, and even he was very worried. Now the world may not be able to hold a fairy, and he has repaired it for nearly a thousand years. Seeing that he is dying, he waits until the day of upgrading.

I'm sorry!

Then, let's talk about his illusion.

The Tao regenerates the rules, regenerates the rules, regenerates the soul realm, and the soul regenerates the material realm. And the things in the material world die, and they will go back to the soul world, and so on.

The illusion is based on this relationship, using the soul power to directly derive the substance. Therefore, there is a premise that he can transmute the real things into reality, and the higher the grade, the more difficult it is.

For example, if there is a dragon in the world, he can work hard to make a real dragon. But let him disguise a Jiufeng, disguise Bai Ze, Xing Tian, ​​and even Sanqing son-in-law.

It's just an illusion, not real.

For the ancients, the way is to wait and let it go. Modern people, however, have wide-opened minds, so Gu Jie took a different approach and tinkered with the fantasy world.

First let the self-generating world in the magic land complete its operation and evolve quickly, and then "take" the resources it needs.

To put it simply: Gu Xun is now a high-dimensional life, creating a small world, which is the lower material world relative to himself; compared to others, it is a parallel virtual fantasy.

A **** is different from a god. Thanks to his illusion, he can do this. Unknowingly, the old Gu has departed from the low-level taste of combat pretense and turned to a higher level of pretense development.

The above is just an experimental idea. In fact, there is a bigger and more crazy plan buried in my heart, and no one knows it.

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The practitioners do n’t understand what people at the top of the food chain think, even if they understand it, they do n’t care.

There is such a place to hone oneself without having to die. Everyone loves it. Moreover, many people have found that treating internal injuries, especially psychic traumas, in the magical territory can also have a certain effect on reality.

And they took turns to ensure that their spirit strength did increase.

This has also inspired the enthusiasm of the monks. The carrying capacity of 10,000 people has broken their heads every day, and has also generated a vote of the Ox Party. In the safe area of ​​the five-party world, there are also some spontaneous humanoid NPCs.

In a blink of an eye, another year passed, and twenty years of the immortal calendar.

Yuxufeng is still cold and lonely. A bright moon reflects on Kunlun, supported by clouds, overlooking all beings.

Xiaozhai has been fighting for a long time, and has been in retreat for more than a year. She hadn't cared about the outside world for a long time. Seeing the ancient view turned upside down, it was magnificent and magnificent, just like the heavenly palace of heaven.

"What do you do with so many houses?"

She found Gu Yan in the square pavilion below the waterfall.

"It's nothing, it just looks good, Guguan is too deserted."

"It's not more deserted now, just the two of us."

"It will be lively in the future."

Gu Yan held a bowl in his left hand and plunged some food into the pool with his right hand. The pool water was hit by the waterfall and kept tumbling. The fine powder was swallowed up instantly.

Xiaozhai's thoughts swept away, the dam was infinitely deep, an old blackbird was sleeping, and the powder was sinking slowly in the water without any resistance.

The old man opened his eyes lazily, rolled his tongue into the entrance, and continued to lie down again.

"Do you catch it to raise it?" Xiao Zhai said.

"It was made by hand, is it okay to look at it?" Gu Yan asked.

"That's right, your transfiguration is getting deeper."

Xiaozhai walked slowly to the edge of the lake, stretched out his palm, and the broken star falling from the sky beat on the palm of silver, bringing a burst of coolness.

Gu Yan stood side by side with him, and also watched the waterfall, and suddenly said: "The fantasy is short and fashionable, and the corresponding materials have not been contained, then the yin and yang shuttle is dead."

"It's better if there isn't. I'm in the bottleneck. I don't have to waste time waiting for a foreign object."

"Okay, I'll send you in a few days. Would you like me to go with you?"

"Forget it, with you, I'm afraid it won't be a hundred years."

There is an immortal guardian who almost kills in the soul world, which is bad for practice, not to mention understanding the magic. The two said a few words, Xiaozhai withdrew his palm, blinked strangely, then flipped, and flicked his fingers.

A drop of crystal clear waterdrops popped from the fingertips, and burrowed into Gu Xuan's mystery.

He hesitated, followed by the reaction, and the water drop contained a faint wave of the soul from the other side, light waves, and fluffy licking at his own god.

The spirits collided, the heat was rolling, and there was a drop of cool water with a double taste, double flavors, overlapping in turns, and endless fun.

The Ice and Fire of Gods Cross Edition!

Gu Di Yuanshen beating, there was such a fluttering reaction, but there was no well in the face, and the divine thought swept away and wiped it out, "What is this, what is this?"

"You have no **** (anti-harmonic) desire now?" Xiao Zhai frowned.

"Yes, it's just boring."

"It seems right to have a child before. If you had a child now, wouldn't it be a large power bank?"

Xiaozhai shook his head, and didn't really care.

Before giving birth, instead of saying she was strong, she might as well walk the little wolf dog.

Standing high, undulating, like holding a slender pen, painting on a slender and even body. The end of the pen is thickly stained with ink, the juice is splashing, thick and smooth, horizontal, skimming, vertical, sloping, hooking, and back, each stroke is so vigorous and powerful.

However, after the baby was born, the test was completed, and the immortal was successful. Of course, it's okay to tease each other.

"Speaking of them, Changsheng and Jiuru are almost ten years old."

Speaking of this stubble, Gu Min suddenly thought of a pair of children far away from Fenghuang Mountain, and said, "I'll go back a while to make a sword for Jiuru. Do you have any indication?"

"Oh!"

Xiao Zhai threw an ancient seal casually, and the purple light tangled on it, but it was formed by the thunder and condensate. "This gives him how much he can perceive, and sees his fortune."

"Longevity stalls, you mother, it's been eight molds."

Gu Yan had no immortal attitude towards her, and Leng Buding spit out an old saying of his wife and wife, "The two children got the true biography, and they should be repaired for a few years. They are 14 or 15 years old, and they should go downhill to practice ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ My descendants, when Xiaoqiu went down the mountain, I was not so worried. But then again, there are only a few people in this world who are still in my heart. "

When he was a fairy, he still cared about Phoenix Mountain; when he was a fairy, he even threw it away.

Step by step, less and less itself.

In fact, mortals are the same. What you care about is only the relatives and friends around you. It is difficult to meet others, some will help you, and some will turn a blind eye. Only too many other things will make you feel emotional and have a heart.

A few days later.

Xiaozhai did not choose to sit in the quiet room, sitting in a kiosk below the waterfall.

This environment was much safer than Gu Yan at the time, and when she saw that she was working out the exercises, Yuanshen came out of it. The Yin God collided with the rules of the world and fluttered for a while.

The old Gu immediately scooped out the Yuanshen, enveloping the souls of the priests, and suddenly turned into a streamer that disappeared out of thin air.

When it reappears, it is a vast and boundless soul world.

"I'll take it here."

He looked at Xiaozhai, full of worries and concerns, but he only shared a ray of energy, and printed traces on the other side to facilitate return.

Xiaozhai's spirit light ball was erratic, and he became stable for a long time.

"Life is destined, death is no difference, goodbye on earth!"

(Argentina resurrection ...)