Cultivation of Life Winner

In the ancient ruined city, several Buddha statues flourished in splendor, and in the splendor, a mass of yellow mist slowly opened.This thing is a pair of scrolls, on which it said: "The Map of the Underworld".

In the picture of Huangquan, there was only an old man and a broken bowl on the wooden table next to the tree.But at this time, opposite the old man, there was a figure of a boy who looked about twelve or thirteen years old lying on the wooden table without any image, as if he was sleeping sweetly.

"Enlighten reincarnation by the Huangquan River, you, it's time to wake up." The old man in the opposite painting started to move, touching his chin and laughing.

The young man seemed to hear the voice of the old man.He moved his fingers, and after a while, he opened his eyes a little bit.

"I see." The boy murmured.

The old man on the opposite side smiled, drank the yellow spring water in the bowl on the wooden table, and said, "Have you realized it?"

The young man shook his head, but he didn't answer the question and asked: "The dream of Huangquan is really wonderful. It allows me to understand the past and realize the cause and effect. I thought that the memory of my previous life would only be recalled by the cultivation of the Nascent Soul, but today's opportunity has fulfilled me. "

"Then what is the cause and what is the effect?" The old man on the opposite side smiled without saying a word, and asked after a few breaths.

Huang Mao didn't answer, for a while, he said: "I am the cause, I am the effect."

The old man laughed loudly, amidst his laughter, the gods and Buddhas all over the sky outside the picture turned into streams of light, coming towards the painting.In an instant, a huge change occurred in the painting.

First of all, the creek, which was originally only as thick as a wrist, now has a width of more than one meter. The yellow spring water in the river rose rapidly, and soon turned into a torrential river.And on both sides of the Huangquan River, large red flowers bloom.At the end of the sea of ​​flowers, magnificent palaces hidden in the dark mist loomed.

The old man looked at the changes in the map of the underworld, but he got up and said happily: "The map of the underworld has met good fortune and evolved into reincarnation. I thank the Lord!"

"It doesn't have to be like this. It is also your own credit that the Yellow Spring Map can absorb a tributary of the Yellow Spring in the ancient ruined city."

However, the old man shook his head, and bowed to Huang Mao three times, and his whole body immediately turned into dots of crystal light, "The old man retained a trace of cause and effect as the foundation, and was able to transform into reincarnation. From now on, the foundation will be completed. Thank you, Lord, for fulfilling it!"

After the old man's words fell, a pitch-black book slowly floated down from mid-air, and then stopped in front of Huang Mao.On the cover of the book, there are three words, Karma Book.

Huang Mao frowned slightly, as if remembering something, wiped the cover with one hand, but changed the three characters of Karma Book into Life and Death Book!

The name Life and Death Bo shows how big Huang Mao's ambitions are.Holding the life and death book, Huang Mao opened it for the first time, but it was still blank.

"The thinness of life and death is also a good start. One day in the future, I will forge a complete reincarnation, with the six realms of life and death in my palm, and judge the reincarnation of all gods and demons!"

It was a few weeks before the voice fell, but there was a bang, and a huge golden brush flew from a distance.The moment the giant golden pen appeared, the Life and Death Book buzzed immediately, as if a little restless.

A hint of surprise appeared on Huang Mao's face. The book of life and death was formed by him entering the dream of samsara, realizing a trace of the Dao of cause and effect and then combining it with the spirit of Huangquantu, but this big golden brush appeared abruptly.

Huang Mao glanced at the life and death book, let go of his hand, and the life and death book immediately flew towards the big golden pen, and then the two actually matched each other in mid-air, as if they were competing with each other.

But when the two were fighting, the Huangquan River set off countless waves, countless manjusawa withered, and a trace of the spirit of Huangquan slowly passed away.

Huang Mao frowned. He had high hopes for this picture of Huangquan, but he didn't want to ruin it now.Immediately, he flew up and grabbed the Life and Death Book and the big golden pen.Life and death are too thin to resist Huang Mao's grabbing, and the golden brush is too big to hurt Huang Mao, but just dodges to avoid Huang Mao's grabbing.

In this map of the underworld, Huang Mao himself, as the master, exists like the gods of this world.Seeing that although the big golden brush stayed in the map of the underworld, it seemed that he didn't want to use it for him, so he immediately used the life and death thin cause and effect to deduce it.

After a while, Huang Mao's face turned pale for a while, a large amount of sweat dripped from his forehead, and his brows became more and more wrinkled.A quarter of an hour later, Huang Mao opened his eyes and shook his head helplessly.

This big golden pen has an extraordinary origin, and even with a little force of cause and effect, he couldn't deduce even a single bit of information about the other party, and he was almost bitten by it!It seems that something is covering up the secret of this pen.

Seeing Huang Mao's appearance, the big golden pen immediately swung up and down, as if laughing at him loudly.

Huang Mao's face darkened, and he said, "Since you have no intention of being used by me, please leave Huangquan Tu."

The swing of the large golden pen paused, and then the tip of the pen rose to a high brilliance, and wrote the three characters Killing Immortal Pen in the mid-air.Huang Mao had never seen the three-character script before, but he could understand the meaning of the characters.The most weird thing is the word 'kill', the font obviously looks magnificent, but Huang Mao just feels that looking at the word kill makes him frightened.It seems that behind this word is the killing all over the sky, countless corpses are like raindrops, falling from the mid-air.Sky, it's raining.And the rain that day was red, bloody, and sticky.

After writing the three characters of Killing Immortal Pen, the big golden pen rose in brilliance, and suddenly plunged into the palace in the distance of Huangquantu.

Seeing this, Huang Mao felt helpless, he couldn't control the fairy-killing pen, but he was powerful, so he had no choice but to let it go.Since it wants to make a home in the map of the underworld, it has no choice but to subdue this thing when it becomes stronger in the future.

The life and death of the spirit body is thin, and the big tree beside the Huangquan River has died, and the Huangquan River has lost its suppression, so it was so turbulent and irritable just now.

Huang Mao raised his eyebrows, and a strange crimson pine tree half the height of a person appeared beside him, "You have guarded the Huangquan River for ten thousand years today, do you have any objections?"

"Little demon has no objection, thank you Lord for the grace of rebuilding." The branches and leaves of the red pine tree rustled, and then turned into streamers and took root beside the Huangquan River.

As soon as it touched the ground, the tree swelled in the wind, and in a blink of an eye it reached a tree so thick that two people could hug it.When the Huangquan tree took root, the whirlpool of the Huangquan River gradually calmed down.

Seeing this, Huang Mao finally showed a smile.

Unexpectedly, after he died in reincarnation, there would be such good luck, which can be regarded as a profound opportunity.Huang Mao did not expect to think of all kinds of past lives so early.And he never thought that Wu Baimo would encounter so many things after leaving the world, and even lost Tuantuan.

Shame is still there, but it's just that Shame protected him many times when he was young, and his vitality was a little damaged, and now he is cultivating in his body.Xiaoyu had already been asleep in Central Continent at that time, and she hasn't recovered at all until now.

"Huh?" Huang Mao was taken aback for a moment, and found that although Xiaoyu hadn't woken up, she had recovered a bit of vitality.

Huang Mao had a slight clue, and suddenly remembered the incident that he met two old men and a girl named Xiu'er in the ruined temple that day.At that time, he hadn't recovered his memory, so he randomly moved the chessboard of one of the old men, and it seemed that there was energy needed by Xiaoyu in the chessboard, which was absorbed by him unintentionally.

Huang Mao hasn't figured out what the energy Xiaoyu needs is until now. Except for the elixir refined by Huang Yiyuan, the others are all luck.Now that he met one, after leaving this ancient ruined city, Huang Mao had to look for those two old men if he had no choice.

After thinking about it and making a decision, Huang Mao glanced at Huang Quan Tu, but stepped out of Huang Quan Tu.Now his cultivation base has already formed a pill, and he broke through when he understood cause and effect in Huangquan Tu.As for Nascent Soul, now is not the time.

Huang Mao knew that in his previous life, he had cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage many times, but never once did he use himself to cultivate to the Nascent Soul Stage.The first time he turned into a corpse leader, his strength was equal to that of the Nascent Soul Stage, and later he was transformed into a human body again with the help of Li Ling.At that time, it was because he intercepted a trace of Li Ling's soul, which resulted in incomplete transformation, and there was still a lot of evil energy in his body. These evil energy were used by him, which greatly increased his skill, which was equivalent to Nascent Soul.

At this time, if it is forced to deduce to Yuanying, it is also possible.But Huang Mao's most important thing in cultivating immortality is a word of stability.The word "foundation" cannot be easily ignored.

For Huang Mao, the cultivation of pill formation is enough to protect himself in the ancient ruined city.

The outside world is in a mess.Although the yellow spring water has receded, there are still many monks who have frozen into lumps of ice.When others touched it lightly, it immediately split into four, five or six pieces, including the monks among them.

Even if some are better, there is a layer of frost on the brows, hair, clothes, etc., and the whole body is shivering from the cold.

Seeing someone coming out of the Huangquan map, some people who were still intact immediately looked vigilant.

Huang Mao never looked at the crowd below. With a movement of his hand, the map of Huangquan was immediately closed and turned into a scroll, which was then absorbed into the sea of ​​consciousness in Huang Mao's body.

"You did a good job, kid. You actually absorbed a ray of Shihen's spirit. I am optimistic about you! How about it, his spirit is indeed a great tonic." From the side, a voice suddenly rang out.

Huang Mao looked at him, but it was the boy who was seventeen or eighteen years old above the coffin.Of course, if this person is really a young man, Huang Mao would not believe it even if he was beaten to death.At this time, although the other party said he was optimistic about his transformation, he looked like he was optimistic about the show in his eyes.

How can Shihen's soul be absorbed so easily.Taiqingzong's first disciple, if his name is released, it will scare a lot of people to death.Absorbing his spirit, I am getting impatient.

Huang Mao gave Tanbao a cold look, and then looked up at the blood-red sky of the ancient ruined city.It seemed that at the endless end, something was watching him.

Huang Mao couldn't help sighing when he thought of the karma between Shi Hen's soul and him in reincarnation.No wonder Yuyan called him Master when she saw him at that time.

And through the endless void, in a sacred place of the fairy family, a young man in a blue robe slightly opened his eyes, and in his eyes, there was a black and a white aura.

"I see, the way of cause and effect...Yuyan, you are persistent."

This person sighed lightly, but got up, but he was going to see that person.