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Chapter 494 read the stars shake, read the sunset and the moon

In the courtyard, Jiang Yan sat cross-legged on the ground.

In front of him, the modifier panel suddenly floated in the air, emitting a faint green light.

Character: Jiang Yan

Practice: Vermilion Bird's True Sutra

Features: Vermilion Bird Yang Fire

Level: Twelve layers

Status: Seventh level

Improve (Yes)/Deduce (No)

Weird value: Body realm 156248 Qi realm 2368 Dan realm 366

"promote!"

"promote!"

“…!”

Jiang Yan's eyes were shining and his thoughts were connected. In a moment, he clicked the lift button five times, directly elevating the level of the Suzaku True Sutra from the seventh level to the twelfth level.

Buzz ~

The modifier panel suddenly paused, as if it had been stuck for a moment, and then the entire panel suddenly blurred.

"It's beginning, the twelfth level of the Real Dan Realm..."

"The peak of the real alchemy realm..."

With a sound of silence, Jiang Yan closed his eyes and eyebrows, and began to quietly experience the changes in the essential power in his body. The realm that ordinary people can reach after ten or decades of hard practice can reach is reached in an instant. In contrast, he needs the precipitation of his mind.

Trembling ~

A vague and confusing sound of silence came into his heart from thousands of miles. His mind was dazed, and above the lake of his heart, a huge and unknown platinum elegant life suddenly projected down.

This is Suzaku.

The human race is born weak and envious of hundreds of races and learns them. Therefore, the essential source of many martial arts techniques of the human race will point to a kind of powerful life.

These powerful beings have a variety of races, including true spirits, demons, demons, and holy spirits...

Mao Ru drank blood and overcome all obstacles. The countless geniuses of the human race took one step and a blood seal, so that they gradually improved the martial arts system that belonged to the human race, followed the heavens and defied the heavens, and combined the great power of heaven and earth to make the human race occupy a place in the vast land world.

But even so, even though the martial arts system has been perfected today, the marks of various mythical life among various martial arts have not been erased or submerged.

Because, from ancient times to the present, since the infinite Huiyuan, these lives have been as powerful as stars outside the sky.

Eternity is the goal of human race to pursue.

The interweaving of platinum and gold light made the mythical life above Jiang Yanxin Lake clearer and more moving.

Hurry~

Hurry~

Vaguely, a subtle sound of water flowing faintly came from a distance into Jiang Yan's ears. In his mind, he was originally invisible but had no eyes and ears, but he relied on this almost chaotic sound to capture a picture that he was temporarily incomprehensible.

This is a vast and endless viscous darkness. In this darkness, a vermilion bird emitting a blazing white light is flying high, and it is instantly thousands of miles away.

However, the next moment, a warm and gentle gaze occupied Jiang Yan's entire sight and attracted all his attention.

"…The human race that can sense my true meaning also contains a trace of the law of the reincarnation of the King of Litian Zhenling, which is really interesting."

A gentle but exhausted fluctuation shook Jiang Yan's heart, and he easily caught it.

"Is it really a Vermillion Bird?" A thought gathered in difficulty, and Jiang Yan's heart was confused.

Why is Suzaku?

The powerful true spirit that was passed down from ancient times in the Hantu world is the existence at the top of this world, almost immortal, and thought of the stars shaking, the sunset and the moon dying. How can such existences share the true meaning of attention to mortals?

For Zhuque, the real alchemy realm is a mortal.

"I heard that warriors have many restrictions on their advancement. Not only are they affected by resources, qualifications, and skills, they may also become possessed by the evil spirits when practicing. Could it be that I am an illusion god..."

However, Jiang Yan had just had this idea in his heart, and before he could do anything, he "saw" the Vermilion Bird in Xinhu's mind flapping his wings, and suddenly jumped into the endless darkness and completely disappeared.

Swish!

In the courtyard, Jiang Yan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were stunned.

"The so-called "don't forget every thought, there will be a resounding response. It turns out that it is true. The powerful people in this world will exist. Their Tao will be scattered in the world, and they will understand their true meaning, and they will also be perceived..."

Thinking of this, he suddenly recalled a sentence: "You are staring at Haohan, and Haohan is also staring at you."

Fortunately, Zhuque's attention was one-tenth of the slightest concern.

"But..." Jiang Yan frowned, but his eyes gradually calmed down. "My Golden Pill Realm technique must not be practiced that can point to mythical life. This is really too dangerous..."

Because it is not a lucky thing to be watched by a great being, His own strength is an extremely dangerous and terrifying thing.

Although that mythical life has no evil thoughts.

"After all, the modifier is too outrageous. It not only can fully present the true meaning of a martial art, but also deduce it to a new level. Only in this way can it attract the attention of the great existence in the dark..."

To conquer thoughts and accumulate emotions, Jiang Yan raised his head and fixed it on the modifier itself.

Character: Jiang Yan

Practice: Vermilion Bird's True Sutra

Features: Vermilion Bird Yang Fire

Level: Twelve layers

Status: 12th floor

Improve (No)/Deduce (No)

Weird value: Body realm 156248 Qi realm 2368 Dan realm 56

"The twelfth level, the peak of the real alchemy realm..."

Feeling the real powerful force in his body, Jiang Yan curled his lips and finally pulled out a hint of joyful smile.

"The next step is the Golden Pill Realm."

...

Time passes smoothly, and half a month passes, but during this period, the entire Ye Huai is not calm.

There are three reasons. One is that there was a strange human figure in this area with a gray umbrella, and it was elusive. It occasionally attacked the village and swallowed blood and food.

Second, there was another demon clan outside Yehuai City. According to the voices from Nanyanzhou, the abnormalities that Yehuai appeared were not unique. It was like the states in the southwest dynasty, where all the demon clans were strong. They were exploring what they were exploring and testing what they were exploring.

Third, there was an unknown time in the city, and there was a mysterious talisman master. This man was like a martial arts tycoon and often asked people to compete in martial arts.

Of course, except for the strangeness of holding a gray umbrella in his hand, the other things did not have much impact on the people of Yehuai City.

After all, the demon races are too far apart, while the talisman warriors are too high.

But the heavy rain as heavy as yesterday and today has extremely affected their hearts.

Unlike Guihua City, which is thousands of miles away in the north, there is no real winter in the night locust tree. It has a fertile land here, and more than a dozen crops can be planted a year, and the products are abundant.

But accordingly, the taxes here are also ridiculously high. The dynasty uses the people to support the military, not just talk.

Therefore, if crops are harvested due to natural disasters and man-made disasters, it will be cruel to a farmer.

Hu~ Hu~

The wind was howling, and the pouring rain roared down, just like the sky river bursting back, turbid mud flowing everywhere, rushing towards all the low-lying places.

A small mountain village, an ordinary farmer.

"This damn God, will you let people live? The next day of this rain, I will eat braised vegetables this year..."

The man in the family is a dark-skinned and honest-looking man, but at this moment, this honest man also began to curse God.

The rain was so heavy that he could not describe it. In the memory of this man who grew up, he had never seen such a heavy rain.
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