Cultivation world is responsible for the appearance [Transmigration Book]

The spiritual power around the Little God Tree became more and more intense. As the golden branches and leaves swayed and swayed, the light golden spiritual power spots all over the sky slowly gathered and gathered, the color gradually deepened, and the circles wound around to form a golden swirl shape. ,

The branches of the little god tree danced more cheerfully, and the vortex of spiritual power was drawn, moving towards An Jinghe, and gradually surrounded him.

Seeing that the vortex was about to envelop An Jinghe, Luo Junqing rushed up, wanting to protect An Jinghe's hair, but unexpectedly, the golden vortex split into two immediately before approaching——

Strike quickly!Both An Jing and Luo Junqing were wrapped in it separately, and then quickly merged together.

He actually sucked An Jinghe and Luo Junqing in!

Cheng Yue walked slowly to Murong Jin's side, and said with a soft smile, "Murong, things seem to be getting interesting..."

Murongjin glanced at Chengyue expressionlessly, and after a long time, she said helplessly, "...but our mission has also become complicated and confusing."

"It's nothing, we just need to follow An Jinghe, all the tasks revolve around him," Cheng Yue seemed indifferent, and even had the time to joke with Murong Jin, "If the situation becomes uncontrollable Even if I risk my life, I will protect you little Jinjin, hee hee."

No matter how indecent Cheng Yue's tone is, the gleam in his eyes will be as bright as it is.

It's a pity that Murongjin didn't see any of it, and when she saw Chengyue started those nonsensical and glib accents again, Murongjin turned around and walked away from Chengyue step by step.

When Murong Jin turned around, Cheng Yue's heart beat suddenly, like a tingling pain, the smile on the corner of her lips became bitter, she opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to emphasize something, her lips trembled slightly, but finally she lowered her eyes in dejection eye.

Murong Jin turned around cleanly, his eyes looked very calm and didn't care, no one knew that he was so oppressed that he couldn't breathe, like a ball of cotton stuck in his heart, making people suffocate.

Murong Jin didn't dare to think deeply, Chengyue's eyes seemed to hide the sea of ​​stars, shining brightly, when those eyes looked at him, he felt that it was the moonlight shining on the deep cold pool, there was a thrilling feeling soft and bright.

I don't know when it started, Murong Jin didn't dare to look into those eyes anymore, back then he was just a young boy, he put Chengyue into Chenyuan Valley, he thought he would never see each other again, but unexpectedly, Not long after, his father brought Chengyue to him and told him that this person would stand in front of him for the rest of his life and protect him from all dangers.

Practicing spells together, eating and sleeping together, together from ignorant and naive youngsters to Chenyuan valley master who is now standing alone, Murongjin thinks back, it seems that he has walked all the way, and Chengyue will always be by his side, just like his body His right arm and right arm are inseparable.

Instinctively, Murongjin guessed Chengyue's feelings for him, shrinking, retreating, and a little bit of anticipation and joy...

in case,

Not sure, this layer of window paper is behind a storm or a rainbow, so just keep it like this forever. After all, Cheng Yue will always be a person in Chenyuan Valley. As long as he Murongjin is the owner of the valley for a day, Cheng Yue will never Abandon.

Murong Jin sat at a place far away from everyone, and with the help of the pure aura of the sacred tree, slowly closed his eyes and began to consolidate his cultivation.

Chengyue smiled lowly, suppressed the emotions just now, and returned to the heartless, playful Chengyue, walked quickly to Murongjin and sat down, with a guarding gesture, all potential dangers isolated.

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A burst of severe dizziness hit, and the sky was turned upside down in an instant, and the overwhelming golden light swept An Jinghe into a wave of powerful spiritual power.

The whole body is filled with extremely strong spiritual power. An Jinghe has already stayed in the Dzogchen period for a long time. At this time, the pure spiritual power surges in like a tide. An Jinghe only feels that the realm is loose, and there is a faint advancement feeling.

As if in the middle of the sea, An Jinghe felt like a solitary boat, going up and down suddenly, and there seemed to be strong winds above his head, torrential rain, lightning and thunder, and the heaven and earth frightened people's minds.

The golden spiritual power poured into An Jinghe's body continuously, like a storm, violently entered An Jing's and meridians' dantian, rampaging, and the meridians were constantly cracked, damaged, repaired and widened.

An Jing's consciousness was a little confused due to the pain, her clothes were soaked in cold sweat, and the Wanling Pearl emitted a warm and quiet light, following the golden spiritual power, it continuously healed the wounds of the meridians, so as not to leave hidden diseases.

Before that, An Jinghe had been stagnant in the second level of the Nine Levels of Ling Xiaojue. Even though his cultivation base was increasing day by day, he could not make any progress in this technique. He had never been able to break through to the third level.

However, at this moment, there is a glimmer of enlightenment, which suddenly appeared in An Jing and his mind. It was not the surprise and joy that his strength had been improved. On the contrary, An Jing and this moment's heart was as calm as water, calm and clear At the bottom, but in the reflection, it seems that there is a sword shadow and a sword energy, which is proud and peerless.

That sword energy just dormant in the sea of ​​Qi in An Jing and Dantian calmly, and it seems to be swimming between the mind and spirit.

Indistinct, in a trance, indistinct...

It seems that there are thousands of golden lights, driving away the clouds and fog, and the sound of crystal dew drops drop by drop on the grass stems and leaves echoes in An Jinghe's ears, like the singing of larks falling from the sky, and the golden spiritual power is shining...

Suddenly, a long sound of sword energy rang out in An Jinghe's ears, like a howling wind blowing, the golden light gathered in the dantian meridian quickly condensed into golden sword energy, flowing from the meridian Zhongxiang meanders out of the body, roaring like a dragon, sweeping out with An Jinghe as the center.

And the spiritual power released from the sacred tree seems to be inexhaustible, and it is still pouring into An Jinghe's body in a steady stream, turning into a series of piercing sword qi, which gallops between the dantian meridians , It was even more painful, An Jinghe endured the severe pain between the meridians, guided the golden sword energy with his own spiritual power, and tried not to cause too much damage when advancing.

The meridians damaged by the sword qi became more flexible after being healed by Wan Lingzhu. At this time, the inside of An Jinghe's body was also filled with golden spiritual power, and even the flesh and blood showed a faint golden light, flexible and soft. have strength.

An Jing and the enlightenment in his heart became clearer and clearer, as if the shadow of the sword became clearer and clearer in the crystal-clear water between his mind and mind. From the depths of the soul.

And the sword energy in the dantian, as if responding to the ancient call, became agitated, rushed out of the dantian, and circulated uncontrollably along An Jinghe's meridians.

The golden sword qi condensed from the golden spiritual power of the little god tree collided with the silver sword qi originally cultivated by An Jing and Jiuzhong Lingxiaojue in the dantian. Enveloped, two completely different sword qi are intertwined with each other, there is me in you, and you in me, but they are clearly distinct.

The two strands of sword energy were intertwined and entangled, and gradually merged into one, hovering quietly between An Jing and Dantian.

The intense advancement process is finally complete.

An Jinghe's sword practice has broken through again, and it seems that he has entered the third level of the Nine Levels of Ling Xiao Jue.

However, the golden spiritual power in the body did not stop, and continued to swim in An Jing and the dantian, gentle and quiet, like thin flowing water, more and more golden spiritual power gathered in the dantian, slowly solidifying, forming a ball The golden mist appeared faintly, the temperature of the air dropped sharply, and the mist gradually shrunk. It seemed that it slowly condensed into ice, and condensed into a small bead, like a golden pearl, shining through the streamer.

The golden elixir has been completed!

The golden spiritual power above the head quickly gathered together, and the spiritual power surged like a golden cloud, extremely gorgeous.But it also contains a force that cannot be ignored, making people dare not look at it. This is a kind of tremor from the soul.

The clouds churned, as if they were roaring, it was thunder!

Unheard of!

No one in the entire Xuanhuang Continent has ever been able to attract a thunder calamity with an advanced golden core!Not to mention such a huge golden thunder tribulation!

Golden auspicious clouds surged high above the sky, ready to go.

The disciples outside were all woken up, looking at the clouds above the golden spiritual power vortex in shock...

Just now, Senior Brother and Senior Brother Luo were sucked into this golden vortex, and now, auspicious clouds are rising, is it about to advance to Nascent Soul? !

No, it's impossible, Senior Brother and Senior Brother Luo are just in the stage of heartbeat, especially Senior Brother Luo, it's just the early stage of heartbeat, how could it be possible to skip Jindan and enter Yuanying? !

Then this vision can only be the alchemy of senior brother...

However, will knotting lead to such a vision?

All the disciples only took one look at the cloud layer, and they felt their minds agitated, and they dared not look directly, as if there was a sword intent lingering in their hearts.

This is... the number one genius in the cultivation world!

This is, their elder brother, An Jinghe!

A strong fighting intent lingered on the side, and all the disciples had an epiphany. They didn't dare to look at the auspicious cloud again. They all closed their eyes and followed the escaped sword intent to comprehend.

The golden auspicious clouds shone brightly, Ye Fuer only took one look, and felt a fishy sweetness in her throat, her brows showed disgust, she took a few hundred steps back, pressed her chest, crossed her legs and began to heal her wounds.

Murong Jin was also pulled out of her cultivation state by this huge change, she didn't care about Ye Fuer's sudden move, but there was an inexplicable smile on the corner of her mouth, she looked at the clouds without the slightest fear.

"Ah, Chengyue, look at this vision, how does it compare with your advanced Nascent Soul?"

"There is more than that, but there is nothing less."

"Oh?" Murong Jin was a little surprised, she turned her head to look at Cheng Yue, Cheng Yue had a solemn expression, and she no longer teased as usual.

Murongjin laughed softly, "Mingtai's prophecy is indeed correct, my father and the patriarch of Han Guangzong are right."

Murong Jin raised his wrist, and the sleeves slid to the elbow. On the plain wrist, tied a red string, a strangely shaped fire glaze, shining brightly, flickering and flickering.

"Liuyun..." Cheng Yue's eyes sting suddenly.

"I can feel Liu Yun's change." Murong Jin's face was a little pale, and she smiled slightly, "You don't have to pay too much attention to it, since I was born, all of this is preordained."

The golden auspicious clouds are more radiant, and the powerful thunder calamity is ready to go.

Murong Jin's voice was very soft, as if it was about to dissipate in the wind, and gradually coincided with the voice of the old Valley Master in memory, making Cheng Yue's breath stagnant——

"This is the... fate of the Valley Master Chenyuan..."

"Fate..." Chengyue repeated the word in a low voice. He knew it a long time ago, since he became the only disciple of the previous owner of Chenyuan Valley, he knew it, but when all this really happened When he was beside him, Cheng Yue felt as if his breath was being choked.

He is not reconciled, that is the person he likes, Chengyue turned his head to look at Murong Jin's figure, dressed in white and black hair, stunningly beautiful, it was reflected in his heart from the first time he saw it...

He is just an orphan, once he met Murong Jin, entered Chenyuan Valley, and became the disciple of the valley master, everyone envied him, such a lonely and weak boy from outside, how could he be favored by the valley master, and still be able to accompany the young man Beside the valley owner.

Only Chengyue knows that in his cold and desperate life, he met Murongjin. From then on, roses bloomed from the thorns, and the scarred young man who walked alone in the dark had the first ray of sunshine in his life. When he was in despair, Murong Jin held a lamp and broke into his world unexpectedly. From then on, the sky suddenly broke, like a ray of sunlight shining into the darkness, and the world surrounded by the moon melted from ice and snow, and flowers bloomed in spring.

The childish Qing Lingling's voice still lingers in my ears, "Hello, my name is Murong Jin..."

Small figure, gentle smile, no one knows how much Murongjin means to Chengyue, not even Murongjin himself.

Chengyue looked at the figure of the young man in white sitting beside him, who was looking up at the golden clouds, the light in his eyes was more dazzling than the stars.

"Fate...fate..."

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An Jing and the seven-leaf lotus pattern on her wrist flickered for a moment, and the color became more intense.

A thick layer of ice had appeared beside An Jing and the golden spiritual power in the air seemed to be frozen. Longitudinal talents.

The radiance on the surface of the golden core became more and more intense, round and lovely.

The auspicious clouds above the head were churning, and a rumbling thunder sounded, as if it exploded in An Jinghe's ears, the Lingtai was clear,

At this moment, the expected thunder catastrophe finally appeared. Along with the shocking thunder, a huge bolt of lightning descended from the sky, and the blazing light made people unable to open their eyes.

An Jinghe suddenly opened his eyes, a stern sword intent flashed in his eyes, his eyes lit up, a layer of golden spiritual power shield bulged up all over his body, and the tribulation thunder struck the spiritual power shield fiercely, the golden spiritual power shield There was a sudden tremor, and it dissipated suddenly with the tribulation thunder.

The golden core in the dantian trembled slightly, but it was more radiant.

An Jinghe raised his head, there seemed to be golden fire in his eyes, the golden auspicious clouds above his head were churning endlessly, the blazing light became more and more powerful, and there was a loud bang.

The disciples outside the golden spiritual power vortex also couldn't bear it, their hearts trembled, and the sword intent hit the heart and lungs of the dantian——

This is, the sword intent of the strong? !

"Boom!" There was another burst of thunder, and a huge lightning that was even worse than before struck directly at it in an instant!

wrong!

It's two ways!

After that huge lightning bolt, another even fiercer lightning bolt followed!

"Ah! Look, it's two bolts of lightning!" Someone exclaimed, and everyone looked over.

Murong Jin was also sweating, two thunderstorms together, can An Jing and him bear it?

There were exclamations one after another, and all the disciples stopped their cultivation, looked up at the golden spiritual power vortex that swept An Jing and Luo Junqing away, and clenched their fists.

However, in the next second, An Jinghe proved with his strength that everyone's worries were unnecessary——

In the huge vortex of golden spiritual power, a figure suddenly rushed out——

Dressed in white clothes dyed with a touch of gold, he was agitated by the spiritual power of the sky, holding a long snow-song sword, with a thin figure, as if lightly startled, with long black hair fluttering around, like a banished fairy coming to the world, with the sword on his body Feeling awe-inspiring, no, his whole body is a sharp sword!

"Look! It's Big Brother!"

"Could it be that senior brother wants to face the Thunder Calamity head-on?!"

"No, big brother, it's dangerous!"

Jiang Yu's heart was raised in her throat, only the snow-gold figure was left in her eyes, no, it should be said, maybe it was a few years ago, when she saw him for the first time, all she could see was that snow-gold figure. figure.

Murong Jin also stood up straight, his eyes full of disbelief, "He... wants to smash Lei Jie head-on..."

An Jinghe saw a sharp sword shadow in his eyes, looking at the two menacing lightning bolts above his head, one in front and one behind, feeling neither sad nor happy, fearless and fearless. Does your mood change?

Before he had time to think about it, the thunder tribulation had already descended, and with the thunderous noise, An Jing and his eyes closed slightly, the light in his eyes flashed, and the Snow Song Sword blew in a low voice, full of strong fighting intent.

An Jinghe's figure looked like a stream of snow-golden light, holding a sword in both hands, winding upwards, and directly hitting the thunder calamity.

The sound of dew dripping echoed in my heart when I was enlightened, and my heart became clear. The exercises of the Nine Layers of Soaring Heaven Jue were demonstrated over and over again in my mind, as if it had been integrated into the depths of my soul.

An Jinghe raised his sword, following the movements in the sea of ​​consciousness, his body fluttered, rose into the air, accumulated spiritual power, and smashed the first thunder disaster with a single sword, as if he was folding flowers and willows understatement, effortlessly , The footwork moves lightly, like flowing clouds and flowing water, the golden core slowly circulates in the body, quickly gathering spiritual power.

The last lightning calamity that followed seemed to be provoked. The lightning flashed and hit An Jinghe directly. The spiritual power in the dantian moved to the Snow Song Sword, and the sword flashed golden. An Jinghe raised his sword again to meet him. That thunder disaster.

The light was so bright that it was impossible to tell the difference between the sword light and the thunder light for a while, it was like a boundless sea of ​​fire, swallowing everything, even An Jing and his figure were submerged in the grand light.

"Ah! Senior brother!"

"Eldest brother! Be careful!"

"Don't talk nonsense, senior brother will be fine..." The voice was trembling but firm.

"Eldest brother...Jiang...Jianghe..." Jiang Yuwan's beautiful eyes were filled with tears in an instant, she stared at the dazzling light motionlessly, her heart ached, her voice was so low that she could hardly hear it, she could only see it The corners of the lips moved slightly.However, for her, it was finally, for the first time, calling out the name of the person in her heart.

Murongjin's body stiffened, looking at the place where the light was shining, a stabbing pain came from his wrist, going deep into his heart, Murongjin, it was Liuyun, ever since he found the son of the fantasy world in the Qianqiu Scroll, he could often feel Liuyun's pain. Change of cloud.

Suddenly, the wrist was wrapped by a big warm hand, and a pure and warm spiritual power came, slightly relieving the pain.

Even without turning his head, Murong Jin knew who it was, exerted a little force, and wanted to withdraw his hand forcefully, but found that the other party had really used skillful force, it seemed that it was just a light grip, and he didn't feel any discomfort. But when you really break free, you will find that it is not as simple as it seems on the surface.

"Release..." Murong Jin's eyes froze, she turned her head away, but Cheng Yue's expression choked her voice.

Chengyue stood beside Murong Jin, without saying a word, her eyes were dark, seriousness that Murong Jin had never seen before.

For a moment, all the words to drive away Chengyue were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single word.

Murong Jin turned her head stiffly, avoiding those eyes.

If it is destined to have no ending, it is better not to give any hope at the beginning...

The atmosphere suddenly suppressed.

For a long time, An Jinghe and Luo Junqing have become everyone's spiritual pillars, such a strong senior brother...how could something happen...

There was a loud bang, like thunder from the nine heavens, and it struck directly down. The world was shaken, the smoke disappeared, and the grand light finally dissipated slowly.

As if after the rain, the golden clouds regained their calm, and the light clouds and smoke intertwined, casting a faint golden light. In the light and shadow, a white figure plated with light golden light stood proudly, and a long sword was shining brightly. , like a fairy above the nine heavens.

"...It's...it's Big Brother!"

"Look, big brother is fine!"

"...I knew it, he is a big brother, how could something happen..." His voice was low and seemed to be choked up.

"Eldest Brother..." Jiang Yuwan's voice trembled, looking at the untouchable figure in the sky, she called out in a low voice, as if there were thousands of emotions in her voice, but it turned into a low sigh after all...

Obviously that person, who was so close to her, would still call her "Junior Sister Jiang" softly, and hand over the juniors and younger sisters to her with trusting eyes, but why, it seemed that there was an insurmountable gap between them.

That person is right in front, every time she tried to catch up, but found that it was just a dream, every time she worked so hard to reach the place where he used to be, but suddenly found that man The man was standing farther away, smiling at her with flowers, and in an instant, the scene was completely intoxicated.

Looking at An Jinghe who looked like a god under the golden light in the sky, Jiang Yuwan finally realized that she might not be able to keep up with this person.

This realization made her feel a little out of breath, but it was like a boulder that had been entangled for several years was suddenly released, which made her at a loss for a while.

Suddenly a warm palm touched Jiang Yuwan's back, so warm that people couldn't help being nostalgic, Jiang Yuwan turned around, and the girl behind her was pale, but her smile was bright and pure.

"...Thank you Daoist Ye..."

All the brothers and sisters are still silent in the shock of the first genius in the Xuanhuang Continent, who just faced the thunder calamity, and even split the thunder, and couldn't recover for a long time. Is this the strength of the first genius... This is the Jindan cultivator?

"Chengyue, what do you think?"

"I'm afraid this is not the strength of Jindan early stage..."

"Mingtai's prophecy is coming soon, and it will be another bloodbath, haha..."

Cheng Yue didn't answer the words, she just stood quietly beside Murong Jin, the transmission of spiritual power in her hand didn't stop for a moment.

"Look, senior brother is gone again!" A terrified voice sounded.

Everyone stared at the past again, and sure enough, the young man in white who was standing on the clouds just now had disappeared.

"Brother's?"

"That's right, hasn't Eldest Brother finished his tribulation? Why did he disappear again?",

"Don't panic," Murong Jin said calmly, looking at the golden spiritual power vortex in front of him, "Don't worry, he's fine, he just returned to the vortex."

Murong Jin's words gave everyone a reassurance, "Everyone might as well have strong spiritual power, hurry up and practice, and when you get out, you will never be able to find such pure spiritual power again."

Everyone suddenly woke up and quickly entered the state of cultivation.

Murong Jin took a deep look at the vortex of spiritual power, and then sat down to practice.

An Jinghe returned to the golden spiritual power vortex again, tried to use the spiritual power in his body, but was surprised to find——

Golden core middle stage? !

An Jinghe hadn't recovered from the sudden increase in strength when he heard the irritable voice of the little god tree, "The one who held the Xuan Xi sword, your junior brother, actually fell into a demon? How is it possible? He But the person Xuan Xi chose, he can't get out of the demons, and I can't return to normal either..."

"Luo Junqing?" An Jinghe slightly raised his eyebrows, "Demon?"

An Jinghe was a little puzzled, Luo Junqing was the reincarnation of the ancient god Yuheng, he thought it was normal for Xuan Xijian to return to his old master, but what happened to the inner demon?

"That's right," Little God Tree said urgently, "Oh, I don't care, I've decided to send you in to help him get through the tribulation of inner demons!"

"I'll leave everything to you! I'm optimistic about you, come on!" Little God Tree's voice became more ethereal.

"Hey..." Before An Jing could speak, she felt dizzy——