Deep in the magnificent mountains.

Feng Xiaohan and others coughed up blood in big mouths, their faces were pale, and they walked to the distance in a mess.

They looked up at the heaven and earth behind them, and saw a blazing cloud of fire in the sky, burning wildly, covering most of the heaven and earth.

"Sect Master, is everything meaningful?"

The demon hand Yu Linglong, with a pretty face turned pale, looked at the burning cloud in shock and spoke.

Li Zidao next to him kept coughing up blood, broke his arm, his face turned pale, and said, "No matter whether it makes sense or not, I, Li Zidao, chose this path and must go on."

Feng Xiaohan also coughed a mouthful of blood and said, "I'm right. Longmen disciples should know their mission from the first day of entry."

Yu Linglong smiled bitterly and said, "The Twelve Golden Men are already restless. How long can we last?"

"The leader once said that although we cannot stop the disaster, it is only a day to delay it. The leakage of spiritual energy into the world is also beneficial to the human race, and it will give many forces sufficient preparation time."

Feng Xiaohan coughs up blood.

Yu Linglong's face turned bitter and said, "Sect Master, I, Yu Linglong, are definitely not a person who is afraid of life and death. It's just that what we are facing is too heavy this time."

"We need to carry it with heavy weight. Let's go and find the ground to heal the wounds first."

Feng Xiaohan said.

Several figures staggered away from here.

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Deep in an ancient family.

An old man quietly looked at an outstanding descendant in front of him, with a kind smile on his face and said, "Don't be nervous, let it go, just cut your fingers and drop your blood."

In front of him, a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, with a serious face, took out a dagger, cut his fingers, squeezed out blood, and dripped on a black bead in front of him.

A group of family members around were all watching all this with great nervousness.

Chih!

Blood fell on the beads, emitting strange light.

The old man at the front smiled with relief and said, "Yes, after so many years, another spiritual root body has finally appeared."

After hearing his words, all the family elders on both sides breathed a sigh of relief.

One of the middle-aged men asked, "Ancestor, since Xiaoyao is a body of spiritual roots, can he practice the secret script of the ancestors?"

The old man shook his head gently: "That secret book has been too long, and the authenticity cannot be verified. It is best not to practice. It emphasizes the use of energy to control the sword, condense the golden elixir, and shape the Nascent Soul. I still cannot figure out what the Golden elixir and Nascent Soul are? We martial artists only need to concentrate on practicing martial arts. If we practice martial arts to the extreme, we can still break the void, pick the stars and take the moon, and shoot it out with one palm, which can change the color of the heaven and earth. Why bother to practice the illusory Golden elixir path?"

"Yes, ancestor!"

The middle-aged man said respectfully.

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Tianshan Mountain.

A young man dressed in plain clothes entered a palace.

"I've seen Master."

The young man put it down respectfully.

"Daoqing, get up, cut your fingers and blood dripped onto a stone bead over there."

In the palace, an old man with white hair pointed to the stone bead on one side and spoke.

“Yes, Master.”

He Daoqing stood up respectfully and walked to one side of the palace.

There, there was a black stone bead, which was radiating strange light.

He took out the dagger, cut his wrist, dripped a piece of blood, and fell into the stone beads.

The stone beads trembled and burst out colorful lights, and the entire palace was shrouded in a ray of rays of rays of light.

The old man showed relief, smiled heavily, and said, "Okay, okay, my Tianshan Sect is expected to revitalize. Even if Jiuzhou is unblocked in the future, I can still prove the Taoist ox-ear!"

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Beggars' Sect.

A young man sat cross-legged on a big stone, focused on his cultivation of profound internal skills.

Suddenly, blessings come to the heart and mind is clear.

His hands were slowly forming seals, but without any consciousness, it seemed to touch a mysterious trajectory of heaven and earth. The air in front of him was slightly turbulent, and a powerful and unpredictable aura emanated from his fingertips, all of which were terrifying, like an angry dragon roaring.

Some people from the Beggars' Sect who protected him in the distance showed strange looks, and were very surprised and looked at him.

Suddenly, the spiritual light gathered between heaven and earth, and appeared in colorful colors, running towards the young man's eyebrows.

The group of people in the Beggars' Sect were all shocked.

In the distance, an old beggar who had been sleeping after eating for many years and did not care about the world suddenly rubbed his eyes and felt it quietly for a moment: "The spiritual energy is revived, it is wrong, there is no revival."

He looked at the young man, and there was a hint of solemnity in his eyes.

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On the edge of the cliff.

Ning Zetong was wearing a purple shirt, climbing to the rocks, and carefully approached a black Ganoderma lucidum below.

Someone in the gang was seriously injured and urgently needed Ganoderma lucidum to help him.

No matter how difficult it is, he still needs to get Ganoderma lucidum.

As he was about to get close to Ganoderma lucidum, Ning Zetong smiled comfortably and reached out to grab Ganoderma lucidum.

But at this moment!

A small green snake came out of the crack of the rock like lightning and bit his wrist.

Ning Zetong was shocked and hurriedly retracted his palm, but his soles slipped and fell directly from the cliff.

ah!

With a bang, it hit a big tree halfway up the mountain.

He groaned, coughed up blood, looked at himself as he was fine, and showed his gratitude, and suddenly noticed a deep cave in front of the big tree.

He moved down from the big tree with difficulty and entered the cave.

The facilities in the cave are simple, with a dry bone sitting cross-legged, covered in dust.

Between his knees is a shabby ancient book.

Ning Zetong respectfully bowed to the dry bones, wondering in his heart, and picked up the old ancient book.

"The Strategy of Eternal Life?"

Ning Zetong showed a strange color.

What kind of exercise is this?

Never heard of it.

Chih!

Suddenly, a beam of light gathered between heaven and earth, forming nine colors, turning into dragons and tigers, and drilling towards their eyebrows.

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Two days passed in a flash.

Zhang Yuan is always paying attention to the trends of Tongzhou City.

At the same time, he was secretly observing Master Feng San, worried that Master Feng San would be assassinated again.

However, two days have passed, but the city has been calm.

The man in the secret seemed to have to stay for a long time every time he sent a letter.

This made Zhang Yuan puzzled!

He hates such conspiracy the most. If he catches him, he will definitely beat him up first.

In fact, he can now break out of this game at any time and no longer be bound by the other party.

It’s just that his competitive spirit has always driven him to make him pay special attention to this matter.

What's more, if you find out the man in the secret, you may have merit.

"No matter what, if it doesn't appear again, I will not serve you. Why can you mobilize me with a letter?"

Zhang Yuan muttered in his heart.

"Young Master Feng, can there be a surge in strength in the past two days?"

Walking into the yard, Zhang Yuan smiled.

Feng Li stopped practicing and shook his head and said, "Since that day, it has never appeared again."

Zhang Yuan nodded and smiled, "Even if it only lasts one night, it's enough for you to practice for a long time."

"good!"

Feng Li nodded and said, "I was very sure to make it to the list of people a few days ago, but now, I do have a strong grasp."

"Congratulations to Young Master Feng."

Zhang Yuan smiled.
Chapter completed!