v7 Chapter 534： Over four thousand years (2/2)
Ziyuan's master looked calm, and said lightly: ”Since the corpse king and the three blood gods have made a decision, even if the old man is inversely worthless, why bother asking so much.” There was a bit of sarcasm between the words.
Yi Shenyuan smiled a little, and didn't take it seriously. ”That being the case, I will take time to heal the injury. When the injury is temporarily suppressed, I sneak into the spirit world and make plans.”
”it is good.”
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Mortal life, but for a hundred years, like Bai Ku passing through the gap, passing by. The monk, although there are many sinister killings, he can get great magical powers-mana, longevity, although it can't be said to coexist with the world, but its long-term, is far from the mundane mortals can think, a century or even a thousand years, maybe only once It's just a retreat, just like blinking in the blink of an eye. This point is the more advanced, the more so.
Over the years, unconsciously, it has been 4,000 years.
The blood prison world was destroyed, the war in the spiritual world was eliminated, the three stone realms, the cave realm, and the floating 6 realms were peaceful, and the turbulent situation slowly subsided. The turbulent storm that year seemed to have completely disappeared.
But on a certain day and at a certain moment, in the depths of the world outside, there was a floating dust that had been silent for thousands of years, but at this moment it suddenly trembled slightly. If you look closely, you can see a trace of fineness on it. The perceived texture is now about to collapse.
Snapped!
After a few breaths, this floating sink suddenly shattered, but there was a flash of aura, and an upright figure appeared here.
Tsingpao, black eyes, white face with a layer of fluorescence, calm expression, no leakage of breath outside the body, so standing out of thin air, but with its own aura of dignity and pervade the surroundings, it is not awe in mind.
This kind of feeling is good for ordinary monks. The more you become a profound monk, the deeper you feel.
”This time in the hands of the Dragon Emperor, I can save my life, and have many opportunities, really a great creation!” In low groan, the Qingpao monk could not help showing joy on his face. , Far above his imagination.
During the exhibition of ”Broken Yuan”, if there were no accidents, it would be a dead situation. However, the Dragon Emperor shot, trying to capture the source of the five elements in Xiao Chen's body, but did not want to lose himself in, just to offset the killing for Xiao Chen.
Things in the world seem to be missing, but there is much luck. The Dragon Emperor can be born into the royal family of the Dragon. He has the highest qualifications and self-awareness of integrating the five elements. It is not bad luck, but he meets Xiao Chen ... Now the results are clear. Relatively speaking, it is Xiao Chen ’s anger. Luck is stronger.
However, luck is one, and one's own plan is the top priority! If Xiao Chen had sent the Dragon of Heaven to the Dragon Emperor in his early years in the ancestral city, even if he could still win this game, he would not be so perfect.
But no matter what, Xiao Chen finally won. Harvest all opportunities, break free from death, smelt the roots, set foot in a state of destruction, take a vital step on the road, truly step into the peak of the Xiaoqian Realm, even if you enter the Daqian Realm, you have the confidence to settle down. Devouring absorbed all the powers of the Five Elements, and the Dragon Emperor had cultivated it all, and had all been included in Xiao Chen's body. The source of the Five Elements operates on its own, giving birth to black and white and evolving the source of yin and yang. If he carefully calculates his cultivation, I am afraid that he is not far from the great state of creation. As long as the source of the five elements is transformed into yin and yang, everything will be done!
Nine deaths, struggling, and finally got what they have today, how can Xiao Chen be dissatisfied and rejoice! But this joy didn't last long, and he was pressed down bit by bit and turned into a few notes.
Now that four thousand years have passed, I wonder how Ziyan and others are doing well in the spiritual world. The thought of some ancestors waiting for him, he felt relieved, but still unwilling to delay a little bit more, discerning the direction and taking a step forward, the figure disappeared into the space.
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The turbulent force of silver and white space tumbling like waves, like a silvery ocean, endless and boundless.
In one corner of the ocean, one side of Blackstone followed the waves in silence.
But at this moment, the black stone suddenly squirmed like a living creature, and finally agglomerated into a burly man with rough skin texture and a calm face looking at the silver robe monk sitting cross-legged in front of him.
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