Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

In the ancestral mausoleum, Wuxian sits quietly in front of a jade coffin.

In front of her, was a woman, graceful and noble, a woman who ruled the world.

Among hundreds of emperors, the only goddess emperor.

She has been watching and enlightening here for a long time, for half a year, most of them have been watching and enlightening in front of this coffin.

Behind her, the Ten Thousand Bones Picture appeared, and the Ten Thousand Bones in it had long since disappeared. In half a year, she used these hundred supreme bones to refine the Thousands of Tianjiao Bone, making the Ten Thousand Bone Diagram complete.

But in the end, Wuxian merged all kinds of bones, from ten thousand bones, returning to the original, turning thousand bones, and then to hundreds of bones. Now, behind her, there is only one white bone left behind.

But in this white bone, it seems to be able to see all living beings, as if ten thousand bones had gathered before.

Here, the help to Wuxian was too great, it was almost a holy place, and her white bones were advancing by leaps and bounds, and she had almost reached the edge of Daojun.

Only one step away is the Daojun.

In the past, Wuxian couldn't imagine it.

Tianxu Taoist, in the past six months, has gained a lot, but on the outside, he looks more like a lunatic.

In front of him, there are big formations, these big formations are not taught by the immortals, but the big formations he created.

Enlightenment formation, opening up a new formation, for half a year, the old Taoist priest is almost like a madman, never taking a break.

Qin Xuan looked at the appearance of these two people and smiled softly.

He slowly got up and moved his lower body. After half a year of life accumulation, his bones and blood were stiff to the extreme. A slight movement made a bang, which sounded in the ancestral tomb.

Wuxian and Tianxu Taoists were immersed in their own sentiments, even if they heard them, they never cared.

Qin Xuan's gaze fell on these bones. If he cultivated here, he would be able to enter the ban of jealousy in three years, and he would surely be able to enter the Yuan Ying in ten years.

However, he was still dissatisfied.

I don't plan to stay in this ancestral tomb for three years!

If Wuxian and Tianxu Taoist knew his thoughts, he would definitely think Qin Xuan was crazy.

Such a treasured land, there are not a few such sacred places for cultivation in the entire Ten Star Territory. It is faster, and the ten consciousness is completed in three years. This is almost enough to make the entire cultivation world go crazy about it. Qin Xuan is still dissatisfied?

However, Qin Xuan did not think so.

He repaired the Everlasting Art, naturally he wanted to polish himself to perfection.

Although the death aura of the Dark Dragon is good, it can refine the body and become a Yin God, but the death aura of the Dark Dragon also has its weaknesses.

That is Zhi Yin, it is fine to temper the Yin God, but the Primordial God, the Evergreen Body, is insufficient.

To yin but not to keep yang is a disaster after all.

He wanted to demand perfection, comparable to dragon and phoenix, and even beyond the body of dragon and phoenix, the eternal evergreen body couldn't break through here.

He must seek the most yang thing, and meet the deadly energy of the dragon, so that the yin and yang of his body can penetrate.

The same is true for the Yuanshen. The Yuanshen is the basis for him to enter the Yuanying Realm and must be Consummated, otherwise, he would rather be a little late.

From cultivation to the present, Qin Xuan strives for perfection and consummation at every step of cultivation.

Otherwise, there are so many treasures he knows in his previous life, and looking for a certain treasure can even make him immortal within a hundred years.

However, that is a trail after all, it is easy at this moment, and in the future Xiantu, it will take more years to make up, and Qin Xuan will naturally not do such a thing.

He moved his body, and then stopped swallowing the death energy, sitting cross-legged again, instead refining all the death energy in his body.

"The two souls merge into the pulse, the Yin God is great, and the nine consciousness is the time to leave!"

Qin Xuan whispered in his heart, he practiced again, his mind like a double soul.

He was already proficient in merging the veins, and it only took a month for him to integrate the seven souls into the seven chakras.

When Qin Xuan opened his eyes again, his breath became natural.

The sixth chakra, the essence vein, the essence of the palm.

The seventh chakra, the English pulse, the pulse is like a lotus.

With the integration of the seven channels, Qin Xuan's strength once again surged, and the world of his dantian, after the seventh soul was integrated, became even more broad.

Introspecting the world of dantian, it is as if the original dantian has turned into a vast sky of stars.

After fusing the seven veins, Qin Xuan never rested. He consecrated the Dark Dragon Death Qi beads in his dantian and entered the body of the eternal green.

He swallowed for several months, and the power contained in the hundreds of supreme dragon qi and death qi was enormous.

Entering his bones and blood, Qin Xuan just felt like he was in the netherworld.

Every inch of flesh and blood disintegrated and cracked in this Underworld Dragon's blood qi, and recovered and condensed again in the operation of the Eternal Evergreen Art.

Just like the birth and death of stars, Qin Xuan has been in retreat for a full year this time.

For a whole year, he had only refined the Underworld Dragon Death Qi beads, and the golden lotus in his body had already risen to seven feet, and had become the top grade of the **** of transformation.

After that, the yin **** is tempered to the greatest degree...

The path of cultivation is extremely cumbersome, especially Qin Xuan who wants to achieve Consummation without letting go.

Time passed, and it has been nearly 17 months since the three people from Qin Xuan entered this ancestral tomb.

While Qin Xuan was practicing, in this ancestral tomb, there was a sudden eruption.

Wuxian, who had been cultivating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes at the moment, and in a pair of eyes, it seemed to reflect the **** of Sen Luo.

In the pupils, it was like a bone prison, full of bones.

Not only that, but behind her head, there is a ghost of white bones. The ghost is a bit vague, but it looks like a terrifying existence like a nether yellow spring, exuding an extremely terrifying aura.

Tianxu Taoist eyes are red, turning his head to look at Wuxian, suddenly startled.

"You have broken through to become a Monarch!?" Tianxu Taoist seems to have seen a ghost. How long has it been until Wuxian has entered the realm of Taoist monarch?

Wuxian's eyes gradually converged and looked at Taoist Tianxu, "You are not at the top of Daojun's lower grade, and you have been playing with the formation for a long time, it is equally extraordinary!"

Tianxu Taoist sneered, "How dare to show off a clumsy thing in front of the saint!"

He hides himself and lowers his posture.

Wuxian pouted, she turned her head and looked at Qin Xuan.

"He is still in the Transcendent God Realm?" Wuxian's eyes were unbelievable. There are too many opportunities here, and it is Qin Xuan who is coming here. It can be seen that the harvest here for Qin Xuan far exceeds her.

But now, she broke through the long-delayed Daoist barrier, Yuan Ying entered Daoist, but Qin Xuan was still in the God Realm.

This not only made Wuxian look down upon, but also made Wuxian extremely vigilant and more curious.

What is this guy brewing? No matter how thick and thin he was, even the place where the Hundred Supreme Bone was located could not allow him to enter the Nascent Soul from the Huashen.

Thoughts arose in Wuxian's heart, and almost a week later, she was stable.

At this moment, Qin Xuan quietly opened his eyes.

He slowly got up, aware of the sea, a black lotus quietly spinning, echoing with the sun **** and sacred tree, as if it was a yin and a yang, one day and one month.

In the center of this wood and lotus flower, Qin Xuan's primordial spirit is still faint, like the dust in the sun and the moon, quietly floating in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Qin Xuan got up, he faintly glanced at Wuxian who had broken through to the realm of Dao Sovereign, and at the Dao Sovereign's lower rank Daoist Tianxu.

"It's time to leave!"