Refining Taoism and ascending to immortality

That day, in the cave.

There was a gap on the top, as big as a full moon. The light from the sky came in from outside and shot into the cave. It was blocked by the hollow pattern below and fell on the ground, like a phoenix and a crane. Even without wind, it danced back and forth.

Zhou Qing sat on the futon, and a piece of Dansha power hung down from the top of his head, like a golden umbrella or a red canopy. As time passed, it was either bright and dazzling, with the sharpness of gold, or deep and cold, with the tolerance of water, or full of vitality, with the hope of wood.

Three colors, three powers, went back and forth in turn. Every time it turned, there would be a great light, shining all around.

From a distance, the whole cave was filled with precious energy, like a brocade spread out, and the looming mysterious sound lasted for a long time.

Zhou Qing's face was shining, his eyes were bright, and he practiced the skills to polish the first-grade golden elixir in his body.

When a cultivator reaches the perfect level of the Hepo realm, his essence, spirit and soul naturally merge and the spirit is conceived in the golden elixir. At this time, a specific technique can be used to mobilize the essence in the golden elixir to nourish the spirit and let it grow continuously.

This feeling, in layman's terms, is like a ten-month pregnancy, nurturing a baby.

During this process, Zhou Qing has sensed the stirring inside his golden elixir, and the newborn Yuanying is growing continuously, like a bottomless pit, swallowing the essence in the golden elixir, and accepting everything that comes.

His elixir is of the first grade, and the essence in the elixir surges like a tide, making the Yuanying grow bigger and bigger, and its power becomes stronger and stronger.

When the Yuanying grows to a certain extent, even the light shines through the gaps in the elixir shell, one strand after another, becoming brighter and brighter, accumulating more and more, and finally turning into a golden book and jade slip, a purple-patterned elixir chapter, crystal-clear all around, and every word is a pearl.

At this moment, the whole cave was filled with purple and green air, showing the appearance of dragons and tigers, auspicious and auspicious, indescribable fragrance, filling the air, making people feel refreshed and floating.

If there were outsiders here, seeing such a strange phenomenon, they would definitely be shocked. Such a Yuanying power is really incredible and beyond imagination, and it actually makes the qi around them appear strange.

Zhou Qing looked at the dragon and tiger appearances around him, listened to the sound of the conch shell that kept coming, and nodded secretly: it must be because he is a first-grade golden elixir, and he has practiced the three methods at the same time, and his foundation is unfathomable, that he can breed such a powerful Yuanying.

"However,"

Zhou Qing looked at the thick shell of the golden elixir. The first-grade golden elixir is extremely powerful. It can certainly breed an amazing Yuanying, but the toughness of the shell is also extraordinary. It is extremely difficult to break it completely and let the Yuanying out.

There is no other way to break the shell of the golden elixir, that is, to use one's own profound skills to activate the prepared essence of heaven and earth and forcibly break it.

Zhou Qing was well prepared for this and was not in a hurry.

After all, in the Jade Pivot Star Palace, he had already accumulated a huge amount of heaven and earth essence, and he also improved the three mysterious skills to a limit, and now he has a place to use them.

No matter how strong the shell of the first-grade golden elixir is, in the face of such power, it is like facing waves of attacks launched by thousands of troops. Don't be afraid of sacrifice, go forward bravely, and sooner or later you will be able to break it open!

After an unknown period of time, I saw that the cracks on the shell of the first-grade golden elixir in Zhou Qing's body became more and more, and larger and larger. The light of the Nascent Soul coming out from inside became brighter and brighter. When it touched the Qi in the cave, it turned into a Jinghong treasure wheel, rolling back and forth. Every time, there was a clear and mysterious sound, and then there were strange images and fragrance, densely covering all directions.

The wind and clouds whistled, the auspicious colors rose, and the Nascent Soul was about to come out!

In the East Extreme Qinghua Mingyu Cave Heaven.

Purple clouds fell piece by piece, falling in the waves, reflecting with it, like a new dance of crane shadows. From time to time, there would be stars rising up to the sky, and then clusters of auspicious auras and precious colors would fill the air, illuminating half of the sky.

Wu Zhong sat in a small pavilion in the middle of the water, surrounded by golden and white auras, like a dragon with its fangs and claws bared, its scales and claws vivid, and with every breath, there was a sound of water splashing, which continued.

He had amazing talent, and his elixir was of the second grade. Since he became a disciple of the Cave Heaven Immortal Wen Hui, he had been practicing the method of mutual generation of gold and water, and the two profound skills were becoming more and more integrated, with a sense of roundness.

If this continued, it would not take long for the two profound skills to be integrated to a degree that satisfied him.

However, Wu Zhong did not show much joy on his face for such progress.

Because no matter how hard he tried, the two profound skills could not be completely harmonious. After all, the gold-type profound skill he practiced was the "Spiritual Life Gold-Subduing Book", one of the Five Qi and Four Methods of the Zhenyi Sect, and the water-type profound skill he practiced was also the top profound skill in the Xiayuan Wu clan, but it was still inferior to the "Spiritual Life Gold-Subduing Book".

Such a difference between the two profound skills made the mutual generation of gold and water never perfect.

"The Book of the One Heavenly Water Separation"

Wu Zhong raised his eyebrows. If he could replace this water-type profound skill with the water-type profound skill of the same Five Qi and Four Methods, it would be perfect.

However, even if he was a true disciple, a direct descendant of the Xiayuan Wu clan, it was not easy to be granted another Five Qi and Four Methods. Except for the top ten disciples in the upper sect, other ways were also extremely difficult.

At this time, a beam of light came from far away and approached. When it got closer, large patches of dim yellow appeared. The mountains floated in the air, heavy and condensed. Then, they fell to the ground, and the smoke dispersed. Meng Fei walked out from inside. He changed into a robe with green bamboo poles on it, lush and beautiful.

"Brother Meng is here." Wu Zhong saw him and hurriedly let him into the pavilion. He smiled and said, "Brother Meng, how come you have time to come to me?"

As one of the top ten disciples of this session, the other party had just taken the position and was busy.

On the one hand, he had to use the secret technique of the Zuoqiu Meng clan to change a technique. Judging from the aura of the other party, it should be the two mysterious techniques of civil engineering. On the other hand, he was managing his own power.

Meng Fei sat down in the pavilion, his eyes were bright. He was not as oppressive as before, but much softer. He said, "Junior brother Wu, the official position given to us in the sect should be down soon. By then, if anything happens, we can still I have to ask you, junior brother, to help me more."

As a direct descendant of the Zuoqiu Meng clan and one of the top ten disciples, he has no shortage of people under his sect, but there is no doubt that he is far behind compared to a figure like Wuzhong.

To take on new positions and new officials in the sect, people like Wuzhong are needed to open up the situation.

Seeing Wuzhong's silence, Meng Fei continued: "Junior brother, I won't delay you for too long."

Thinking of his master Wen Hui, Wu Zhongxin sighed, knowing that he couldn't escape, so he could only say: "Since senior brother has spoken, how can I stay out of it?"

When Meng Fei heard this, he was polite.

After returning from Luanyun Continent, he came to a conclusion that Zhou Qing of the Zhou clan in Luochuan was really unusual. It would not be easy to fight against him alone in the future. It was best to unite the forces that could be united and fight for victory with the power of numbers. way.

In his plan, there must be more than one person in Wuzhong, but Wuzhong is very important.

When Meng Fei was about to speak again, he suddenly noticed something and couldn't help but stand up from the pavilion and look towards the west.

There was a loud noise, and a brilliant white sword energy shot into the sky. It was so sharp and unstoppable that it tore a hole in the sky.

The sword energy continued upwards, getting brighter and brighter, and the light was dazzling. It rushed up to an unknown height, and then trembled violently, turning into countless rays of light, surrounding a golden Nascent Soul.

This Nascent Soul stands in the void, with endless light on the top of the door, and countless sword qi are constantly stimulating behind it, shining brightly, like a swimming dragon, constantly tearing apart the qi machines all around, and the remaining color spreads out , evolving into various forms.

There are pavilions and treasure pavilions, the flying moon and flowing clouds, the rising and setting of the sun, or the mountains and rivers and the earth, all in various shapes and forms, falling down in the world and changing immeasurably.

At this moment, a sharp energy stirred the world. Faintly, many people in the mountain gate heard a clear sword cry, and the lingering sound echoed in their ears.

Meng Fei looked at the Nascent Soul in the sky and listened to the sound of swords that seemed to be ringing in his ears. His eyes shone brightly and he said word by word: "This is Lin Feng who condensed the Nascent Soul and was successfully promoted."

Wuzhong raised his head, and the clear sound was surging in all directions. Even after a distance, he could still feel the wanton sword energy, the meaning of the universe that evolved all things with one sword. He nodded and said : "Promotion is so fast."

Speaking of which, the general promotion of monks from the Heso Realm to the Nascent Soul Realm does not have such a big fanfare, and even they will be alarmed in the cave. In fact, this is the treatment that only the top ten disciples in the sect receive. When the top ten disciples in the sect are promoted to the realm of Yuanying, they will be blessed by the power of the sect, and the vision will be seen by many people in the sect.

Among them, the first and second disciples of the ten major disciples received the greatest blessings and had the most obvious visions.

Just like this, Meng Fei and Wuzhong concluded that this must be Lin Fenglai, the chief of the top ten disciples.

"Promoted to Nascent Soul monk at this time."

Wu Zhong glanced at the flash of coldness on Meng Fei's face in front of him, and sighed secretly.

As the chief of this term, Lin Fenglai is already very powerful. Now that he has been promoted to the Nascent Soul realm, he is even more powerful than the others. Thinking that soon, the sect will grant ten more disciples positions, Lin Fenglai will definitely be the best. One wave after another, the momentum is like a tide, and it is bound to push Lin Fenglai to a higher position in the door.

It's just that Lin Fenglai was proud, while the other top ten disciples were depressed.

Meng Fei regained his composure. He put his hands behind his hands and looked at the Nascent Soul in the sky, which was slowly condensing the vision. He said, "Senior Brother Lin is the first among the top ten disciples of our generation to be promoted to the realm of Nascent Soul. It's gratifying. Hey, it seems I have to prepare a generous gift and send it to his house. "

Wuzhong didn't answer after hearing this. That's what he said, but he didn't hear any joy in Meng Fei's words.

At this moment, there was another sound. The sound was no less loud than the sound of Lin Feng's Nascent Soul breaking through the clouds just now. Meng Fei and Wuzhong were shocked on the spot. Then they immediately heard the sound and went to look. They saw clumps of precious energy rising in the east. The auspicious energy was soaring and the colors were brilliant. They held up a three-color Nascent Soul and hit it. Pojitian's momentum was so huge that it was not inferior to Lin Fenglai's success in condensing the form of the Nascent Soul just now.

The two looked at each other and couldn't imagine that another top ten disciple had been promoted to the Nascent Soul realm!