The protagonist Gong is still reincarnated

The terrain of Tianxiu Valley is peculiar, and the formation is hidden. Patriarch Yan and the two almost got lost in the stone formation.

"It's here again."

Patriarch Yan frowned, and sighed towards a stone wall: "Why did Xiugu strengthen the defensive magic circle again this day?"

Mu Qi was silent, pondered for a moment, found a paper sparrow from the storage bag, injected spiritual power into the paper sparrow from his fingertips, and then let it fly, watching the paper sparrow transform into a flying bird, leading the two forward.

Patriarch Yan was overjoyed, "Brother, why didn't you take it out just now?"

Mu Qi stabilized his figure, and then explained: "Brother Xiao gave it to me, and I only learned of its use today. Let's go in!"

The flying bird passed through a certain clump of grass and trees, and entered the range protected by the formation. The two people behind him followed, and it really left the stone formation, and came to a mountain forest full of aura.

Then it was much easier, Yu Jian followed the bird until it landed on the palm of Xiao Muluo who sensed someone coming.

Xiao Muluo is the most talented disciple of Tianxiu Valley's generation, a little older than Mu Qi, with a dark green crane cloak, Wugou boots, and a purple gold crown on his head. He is tall, handsome and free and easy.

"Oh it's you."

Seeing Mu Qi with silver hair at first glance, Xiao Muluo was stunned for a moment.

Mu Qi saw that his eyes fell on him, and took a step forward, "Brother Xiao, I am here this time to ask for your help."

The patriarch on the side immediately narrated the incident again.

Xiao Muluo released the birds and sighed, "Although my biological father is the previous generation head disciple of Xiaoyaozong Minghun Peak, after all, he has been dead for many years. I grew up with my uncle and I am not familiar with Xiaoyaozong. But they There are too many apprentices, so these scandals often happen. It is not difficult to just rescue Junior Brother Zhai, but there is nothing we can do to get back the spiritual grass they have stolen."

After hearing this, Mu Qi said, "Then let's rescue Junior Brother Zhai first, and we'll talk about the rest later."

"That's fine, I have nothing to do recently, I can go to Xiaoyaozong with you immediately."

"Brother Xiao, I have something to say, please take a step to speak."

Mu Qi glanced at Patriarch Yan behind him, and said in a low voice.

Xiao Muluo understood and took him to the vicinity of his residence.

"Muqi, your hair..."

"To be honest, Brother Xiao, I have some old grievances with our traitor, Lu Yingchao. I was injured by him a few years ago, and the injury has not healed. Brother Xiao, please keep it a secret for me."

Xiao Muluo was dumbfounded, unbelievable, "What kind of injury can make the head disciple of the Xuanji Sect wait for death?"

"Master and I searched all the classics in [Golden Pavilion] for the kind of kung fu practiced by Lu Yingchao, but found nothing. After being injured, the symptoms are like my master Gong Qi's old ancestor, and he cannot recover..."

"Since [Golden Pavilion] has nothing to do, then there is really nothing that can be done." Xiao Muluo shook his head, [Golden Pavilion] is one of the three great gods in this world, and it contains most of the world's classics of exercises and related secrets. "That kid Lu Yingchao, alas, who would have thought of that back then."

"However, why do you keep it a secret?" Xiao Muluo was puzzled.

Mu Qi lowered his head, thinking of Zhou Yan who was waiting for him at Tongxu Peak, and Mu You whose blood was thicker than water, he couldn't hide the loss and helplessness in his heart.

"The last few years... I don't want some people to run around for me. It's a meaningless thing. I hope to spend the rest of the time with them happily."

Inside Tongxu Peak Cave Mansion.

Through Jiansui, Zhou Yan heard all the conversation between the two of them, and was immediately stunned.

"You know that my golden core has been abolished... the rest of the people have comforted me and there is always a way to make up for it... why don't I know the condition of my body? Since that night, the white hair between the black hair has become more and more More and more, I am already a hundred years old, and with the dissipation of spiritual power, my appearance is gradually unable to maintain, maybe within a few years, I will become an old man who has lost all his teeth..."

"I will not leave you."

"It's really getting better."

"The last few years... I don't want some people to run around for me. It's a meaningless thing. I hope to spend the rest of the time with them happily."

Mu Qi's words are vivid in his mind.

He suddenly shot left and right, and slapped himself several times, why was he so careless, why was he so negligent, why was he so incompetent...

Hitting and hitting, hugging her legs again and crying.

This is the third time.

When my parents died tragically, I was not there; my master died to save me, and I could only watch him fall in a pool of blood; now, do I actually want to take Mu Qi away from him?

The [Longevity Art] in the body is waiting for the opportunity, absorbing the power of hatred, desperately bewitching.

The corners of Zhou Yan's eyes were bloodshot, and the dark spiritual energy in his body seemed to be rioting. He was clamoring in the Dan Mansion, and with his overwhelming emotions, he waited for his rationality to finally collapse and the beast rushed out of the cage.

Unknowingly, he entered the darkness again, standing under the tree, while three little babies sat row by row on the other side of the tree shaking their heads.

Many buds sprouted on the bare branches, tender green, swaying and swaying, forming a small gust of wind, blowing the whole chapter of [The Art of Everlasting Regret] upside down!

[The Art of Everlasting Regret] As if a basin of cold water was poured from the top of the head, I dodged angrily.

The three little babies stood up and jumped among the trees. This time they muttered:

"good fortune!"

"Rebirth!"

"road!"

They are chattering, but they are not too noisy, but they have entered a peaceful state.

A golden warm current from the soles of the feet to the top of the head and then to the alchemy house gradually merged with the black dark spiritual power. The two sides fought and finally reconciled. Inner alchemy, infused with the soul and multiple perceptions.

Like that tree, the inner alchemy is divided into two sides, one is black and the other is golden, and gradually sinks to the spiritual altar of the alchemy mansion, and penetrates its own power to the altar, the overall quality changes, the alchemy mansion becomes the purple mansion, and the inner alchemy turns into the golden alchemy.The golden side is dazzling and powerful, and it is ruthless. There is a string of strange words on the inner wall. For some reason, since they appeared, Zhou Yan understood their meaning.

[The way to the next life of good fortune].

Seeing that the evolution was about to end, the 【Eternal Regret】, who shrank aside, hurried back to the center of the Purple Mansion, trying to sit on the golden core, but was bounced away by the golden side, and the words scattered in all directions.

"hateful!"

It cursed for a while, clutched its aching waist, and shrank into a corner.

Inside the cave, Zhou Yan remained motionless, allowing his whole body's spiritual power to undergo a thorough refinement and transformation.

Outside the cave, dark clouds gather, rumbling sounds are heard in the clouds, and thunder calamity is imminent.

"Who is this who has broken through the Golden Core?"

On Tongying Peak, Rong Zhi opened the window, quite excited.

Rong Shan's face darkened a few degrees, another Golden Core Stage, he, Tongyingfeng Senior Brother, is still in the Foundation Establishment stage, no, he needs to retreat, to retreat to death.

The thunderbolt made nine loud bangs in the air, and it never fell down. Once the sound stopped, the cloud of robbery dispersed.

This scene shocked the jaws of Tong Yingfeng and the others.

"Can you still come like this? The thunder does not fall, this person is the son of Tiandao!"

Inside Tongxu Peak Cave.

Zhou Yan woke up from the trance state, with countless dirt on his body, and ten days passed without knowing it.

He has already deeply remembered the [Dao of Good Fortune] obtained by breaking through the golden core.

The strange thing is that this set of exercises should be called rules rather than exercises.

Fortunately, its power is inclusive of all dharmas, and it can restore all internal forces, including Mu Qi's injuries.

However, to break through the Nascent Soul Stage, it is definitely not three to five years of effort. With a little luck, three to five hundred years is also possible.

Zhou Yan gritted his teeth and clenched his fist.

If Mu Qi dies, what's the use of practicing this method?

If you want quick success, you will lose your lifespan. If your vertical cultivation is extremely high, your soul will be very worn out, and you will only have a few decades to live.