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Chapter 16 Boiled Phoenix (1)(1/3)

Wash your feet in the clear spring, dry your sunlight under the flowers, raise your towers behind the mountains, burn the piano and cook the crane, sip tea to the flowers, and drink under the pine trees. This is the case with the so-called scenery. But what if you burn the sea and cook the phoenix?

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The blessed land of Qingcheng is 100,000 feet across and over 600 miles. Among all the blessed lands, it is the smallest, not to mention almost a cave heaven.

But even so, the blessed land in Qingcheng is also a wonderful place for immortals. Today, when the road to heaven is extremely bumpy, the role of the blessed land is greatly highlighted!

In ancient orthodox, there are often some elders who have not been born for thousands of years. However, the lifespan of the earthly immortals is limited and has reached its peak for thousands of years. Why are there many ancient cultivators who are over thousands of years old?

There is nothing else, so keep your health.

If a mortal is not healthy, he will be exhausted after fifty years of age. But there are also those old men in the mountains who are strong at 150 or 100 years.

The same is true for the earthly immortal.

The lifespan of the earth immortal is a thousand. But if you wander around the time of life and death every day and your living environment is also insufficient, then not only will your life span greatly, but your cultivation may even decline.

Of course, the word "raising" is not the only one.

It is difficult to become an immortal, and it is even more difficult to ascend to heaven.

If there are no earthly immortals in millions, then there are very few who become gods.

To become a local immortal, there are still practices. Step by step. As long as you understand enough, at least there are traces to follow. However, the path to becoming a god seems to be destined to be, and no matter how you pursue it, if there is no cause and effect, it will be empty after all.

Just that earthly immortal, who would have been willing to be Huihui?

Therefore, in addition to "nourishing the inner world", various magical secret techniques emerged one after another.

For example, in "The Blood Nerve", it uses blood as a guide, and relies on evil thoughts to be born. The blood god is immortal and the original self is immortal. For example, in "The Soul-killing Art", it uses three souls as a guide to condense the Yuan soul. The Yuan soul is not the Yuan soul, but it can devour the soul to replenish oneself, in order to escape from the limitations of the body and walk alone in the magical path of the Yuan spirit.

However, all such things are evil ways and are not tolerated by heaven and earth. For example, those who practice the Soul-Slaying Art will consume their own luck. Even if they do not get rid of the sheep and repair the skeleton, they will still be able to achieve great success. For example, blood nerves, let you be invincible and immortal. Once the sutra appears, they will be the public enemy of the world, with thunder struck by the sky, and the mountains collapsed and tsunami. Except for the ancestor of the Styx, the rest of the practitioners died miserably.

Alas? Sadly!

In the end, the practitioners discovered that only the blessed land of the world that was free from the world had sufficient vitality and even the laws were different from the outside world. Although hiding in it could not live forever, it could live longer.

It’s just that the blessing of the sky is a natural opportunity, and the life spilled out by the way of heaven. Not to mention that it is very small, it is just to discover it, but how can it be so easy to control?

The blessed land is not a world, but at most a small world and a dimensional space. But this is true for ordinary people to understand it easily.

For example, the blessed land of Qingcheng is probably a rare "small" blessed land in the world, and even the laws of nature are not complete. Even so, Qingcheng, which has been owned by the blessed land for thousands of years, is still not the Lord of the blessed land...

It is difficult to live forever!

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"Eternal life is difficult"

A sigh echoed in this mysterious space.

This space looks quite weird. Apart from the white crystal pillar in the center, it emits a cold light, it is pitch black all around, like nothingness in the depths of the universe.

If Chu Xiang were here, he would definitely recognize that the huge white crystal pillar with a height of someone was clearly a crystal of empty space! Of course, compared to what he once had, the two were completely big witches and little witches, which were incomparable.

More than a dozen skinny old men surrounded the crystal pillar. The closest to the crystal pillar was a handsome middle-aged man with a beautiful and handsome middle-aged man. If the old man in green robe around him felt like a dusty historical ruin, then the middle-aged man was the scorching sun at noon.

It is equally distant, but completely different.

"Why do you have to be so moved by the Taizhu? You are the most hopeful of breaking through and ascending among my Qingcheng lineage. Although I have been meditating for a long time, I still have not been able to completely control the blessed land. But with us stationed here, the Qingcheng lineage will definitely be as stable as Mount Tai!"

An old man spoke with a hoarse voice as if the bark was rubbing against his bark. Obviously, his life span was almost gone, and in order to maintain his combat power and reduce the passage of life span, he was reluctant to even use his strength to improve the function of the biological body.

The middle-aged man who expressed his feelings nodded and looked at the space crystal, the hub of blessed land.

"It's been eight thousand years..."

"Ascend? Ho, ascend."

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Fireworks are in March, and the spring is in full swing.

It was only mid-February, and the earth began to warm up and everything was revived.

The ice melts, and shallow streams, with the dissolved coldness of the mountaintops, pouring into the vast land.

A man in white stood at the closest place to the sky and looked up.

Below your feet is a sprouting green, and beside you is a peach tree with buds blooming.

A long sword that came from unknown places was inserted into the ground with her hands in front of her. She leaned on the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the man's face was calm.

It was a kind of calm like stagnant water.

"Goodness is like water, the heart is like water. The waves do not prosper, and the sky falls without being shocked."

The man recited silently.

I lowered my head, it was a platform on the top of a mountain.

The platform has a lake, regardless of winter or summer, and the sun is warm and smoke is generated.

Two women sat on the rocks along the lake, shaking their feet, playing in the water and chatting.

Further away, across the lake, opposite north and south. Two figures, one blue and one purple, were sitting cross-legged, with a bright light appearing, but they refused to waste a minute and a second.

After taking a breath of fresh air, thin raindrops seemed to float in the sky. The man turned around coolly, and for a moment, it seemed that the world was tilted for it!

thunderbolt!

The rain dissipated and the sky was clear, and a drought thunder fell, slashing straight at the man.

The man paused and looked back and smiled.

That smile is cold.

The ruthless eyes were empty and godless.

The thunder dissipated, the sky was trembling slightly...

Some people are destined to be abandoned by heaven and earth. Some people are destined to make the heaven and earth tremble.

Is it the fate left in the previous life, or the persistence of not regretting this life?

The bondage of the world and the love of thousands of years. In this life, in the next life, in the next life, in the face of your unresentment, where should I go?

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A persistence, a throne, and a promise.

A thousand times of return is that a thousand times of looking back.

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"Really, is it worth it?"

"worth."

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"What's wrong?"

Liu Yun looked at Zhuge Qingtian in surprise.

"nothing..."

Zhuge Qingtian looked calm and withdrew his gaze at the sky.

"Well, that's faster."

Liu Yun was slightly excited and looked at the cave that he had found without any intention.

Infinite Jade Cave!

If luck really exists, Liu Yun feels that her fortune will definitely rise to the sky at this moment, otherwise how could it be possible? Just look for it and hit such a good thing?

If Duan Yu had no unique skills, the two could have followed a more secure method. But sometimes they really couldn't do it accurately. Fortunately, they were very lucky today.

"Walk."

With a stirring mood, as if a beautiful tomorrow is within reach, Liu Yun walked carefully towards the entrance of the cave.

However, she did not notice that Zhuge Qingtian, who was still in the same place, had never followed her...

Zhuge Qingtian's heart was trembling.

He took out a talisman and shook it in the air, which spontaneously ignited.

Zhuge Qingtian was just a little bit, and he disappeared in the soft sunlight...

"Feel sorry."

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"Ah——! Qingtian! Save me!!!"

"Hmph! Humph! Humph!"

"Jiang Aung! Jiang Aung! Jiang Aung!"

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Duan Yu fell into the air, feeling a little proud.
To be continued...
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