The seventh room with the size of Tianzi.

The candlelight is dim.

Qingyuan closed his eyes and meditated.

For some reason, his heart was throbbing, and he seemed to be a little more disturbed, and his blood and heartbeat seemed to be a little more exciting.

Qingyuan didn't understand why, and didn't know the source. He frowned and only placed the white jade ruler on his knees and placed the ancient mirror on his chest, so he began to practice.

This time, it is not about using the power or studying immortal arts.

He is experiencing the art of sealing the universe.

This technique originated from Huanhua Pavilion, not for fighting or practicing, but for concentrating breath, which is comparable to the skill of the infant holding the Sect of Shouzhengdao.

Before, Qingyuan only practiced a beginner, which was considered good, but now he has cultivated a ray of true yang in the Yin God, which is considered to be half a foot in the realm of the real person.

Seeing the mountains is the mountains, and seeing the water is the water.

Looking at mountains is not mountains, looking at water is not water.

Looking at the mountains is also mountains, looking at the water is also water.

This state mostly comes from the perception of heaven and earth.

Just as the butcher cuts a cow, what you see is a cow, and what he sees is piece by piece of beef, piece by piece of beef bone, piece by piece of beef tendon...

Qingyuan's vision is equivalent to that of a real person, so his understanding of heaven and earth and what he sees in front of him are more subtle, more thorough, clearer, and more clear... and he has a deeper understanding of the art of closing the universe.

"I can restrain my breath, but others cannot rely on my breath to find me. Wanting to find me is like looking for a needle in a haystack."

Qingyuan said intimately: "But he can't collect all the breaths. People like Xiangbanxian can still be found if they are too close to each other and are in the same city... Once I fight with others, he can also recover."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of the Zhengichi who was the first to be the master of the sect.

The technique of sealing the universe is originally intended to avoid Zhengyi.

Later, Qingyuan practiced the technique of sealing the universe. He left Nanliang and Shu Kingdom, but still did not dare to stay in Mingyuan Taoist Temple... Later, when he arrived in Lishan, he realized the Five Elements Formation. During this period, he wandered many times, left Lishan, and returned to Lishan, but he did not dare to live in one place for a long time, so as not to be pursued by Zhengyi.

"Now, there is still a yin spirit in the sixth level building, but there is a ray of true yang condensed, which is a half-step real person. I have had a deeper understanding of the technique of sealing the universe. Although I will not achieve great success, it is also extraordinary."

Qingyuan said in his heart: "With our current understanding of the art of sealing the universe, whether it is Xiangbanxian or Zhengyi, as long as we don't see me with our own eyes... Then, even if it is just a wall, we will not be able to detect my existence."

"Unless... there is a fairy family down the land."

"Or...their perception is sharp and better than that of human immortals."

...

The eighth room with the size of Tianzi.

There is no candlelight here.

It's dark here.

But for Zhengichi, the night can see things, and this night is no different from the daytime.

He seemed to be sitting cross-legged on the bed.

In fact, he was hung a foot high on the bed.

"eccentric……"

He is the immortal root and Taoist bone, and his mind has always been quiet. He has been walking in the world for several years. He mostly walks in the mountains and forests, or sits in the clouds, sleeps in the wind and sleeps in the open, watches the clouds, and condenses magic power.

Although I have gone down the mountain over the years, I have actually practiced like I was born in the world and have never entered the world.

Similar to today's accommodation, it was his first time staying in the inn.

Before this, he had never spent the night in this noisy world.

But this time, I felt a sense of throbbing, so I came here.

The throbbing is still there at this moment.

His Taoist practice is extremely high, which is unpredictable in the world, and he is a congenital root and bone. He was once personally blessed by the Supreme Taoist Ancestor. What he knows, realizes, and sees is difficult to compare with any human and immortal in the world.

His perception was almost close to the immortals.

"The source of induction..."

Zheng Yi closed his eyes slightly, turned his head to look at the next door, his eyes slightly condensed.

The next moment, he reached out to hold the hilt of the sword, but he had not unsheathed it, but the blade pointed faintly into the next room.

...

The seventh room with the size of Tianzi.

The windows are closed.

No wind.

But the candlelight suddenly swayed and became extremely weak, as if it was about to go out.

The room became extremely dark.

The breath became extremely cold.

A chill suddenly rose in Qingyuan's heart, and he subconsciously wanted to use the Huangting Immortal Sutra, burst out with a breath, and use the ancient mirror and the white jade ruler.

However, at this moment, in the ancestral orifice between the eyebrows, the June illuminated, and the Nine-level Jade Tower suppressed all kinds of distracting thoughts.

And at this moment, the technique of sealing the universe that he was trying hard to think about and comprehend suddenly reached another level.

The breath converges and enters the body.

"Just that was..." Kiyohara's eyes were shocked and suspicious.

...

The eighth room with the size of Tianzi.

Masachi Ben wanted to draw his sword out of the sheath and cut through the wall, but in the end, he didn't draw his sword.

He has a plain personality and regards everything as straw dogs. Everything is regarded as equals and does not take it seriously. But after all, he is born in a righteous sect, so he still cannot act recklessly.

So he got up, pushed open the door, and prepared to knock on the door next door.

"I want to see who you are?"

Just as he ran up with a sword, he walked barefoot.

Clouds lingered under my feet, lifted them up without touching the floor.

He was wearing Taoist clothes, which was a silkworm in the clouds, and was woven through silk.

Clouds and mists linger, and fairy air is filled with mist.

Even though he is in the world, he is like an immortal.

...

The seventh room with the size of Tianzi.

Qingyuan suddenly stood up and held the white jade ruler.

From the sharp sword energy that had just come to understand the other party's origin.

The way to keep the righteous path!

Judging from the sword intent, it is more sharp, more outstanding, and more mysterious than Hongheng at the time.

But the other party seemed a little chill. Although there was a bit of indifference in the chill, there was no hostility... but it was enough to take human life.

"Kill people without killing people?"

Qingyuan closed his eyes, "Because he did not regard people as human beings, but regarded human life as equals to the rocks on the ground and the weeds on the roadside?"

Kick out the rocks, pick flowers and fold grass, and naturally there will be no murderous intention.

"There is such a person in Shouzhengdao Sect?"

He was a little confused and surprised, but at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

That very familiar figure.

That indifferent and indifferent figure.

The person who should have been born into an immortal, but was born in the mortal world, has the immortal roots and Taoist bones, and even attracted the attention of the Supreme Master of the Immortal World.

The first disciple of the Sect of the Sect of the Righteous Taoism, Zhengyi!

"Is it him?"

Qingyuan felt a stern and said to himself: "I have been hiding from him for several years and learned the art of sealing the universe. I still have to wander around. Today, I can't avoid it?"

Then a chill flashed in his eyes.

Since you can't avoid it, you'll have a fight?

Although he may not be Zhengyi's opponent, Kiyohara, the half-step real person, is no longer the ants he could have killed before... Even if he can't fight, he can pull off a piece of meat, which is OK.

He got up and walked towards the door.
To be continued...