Rebirth of the Urban Mad Immortal

In the ancestral mausoleum, Qin Xuan continued to refine the power of the soul.

In the knowledge of the sea, the primordial spirit is accumulating little by little, and Qin Xuan observes the green wood, and constantly refines it by refining the magic.

Every time a large amount of Yuanshen's power was refined by Qin Xuan, the Yuanshen increased a little.

It is as if Lianjiang River turns into profound ice, the soul is the foundation of the Nascent Soul Realm, and it is his true foundation in the realm of cultivation.

Time is slowly passing by. In the ancestral mausoleum, the Taoist Tianxu is also immersed in sentimental restraint. He occasionally scratches his ears, and occasionally has inextricable threads in his eyes.

In a sacred peak in the distance, Wuxian was also comprehending Baigudao.

The Supreme Dao Bone, even if it is Wuxian, it is impossible to fully realize it, but she can imprint its Dao Bone in the memory with a secret method, which is enough for her to be used in the Supreme Realm.

In the past, Wuxian never dared to imagine that she could have such a rest, to feel the bones of two hundred supreme individuals.

This is not as good as the supreme magic weapon for her who is cultivating the White Bone Dao.

The supreme magic weapon, she cannot be refined, at most she can use a trace of power.

But these supreme Taoist feelings are enough to make her realm soar dozens of times.

Wuxian Yuanshen was shrouded in the coffin in front of him. Inside this coffin was the ninety-seventh **** emperor of Youxuan Kingdom. Wuxian had even seen this person's deeds in Shengmotian Palace.

Cultivating the mysterious arts, palm a secluded lotus, and when the lotus blooms, it can shake the mountains and seas and destroy the stars.

However, in Wuxian's eyes, she felt more not the power of these supreme, but the way of these supreme life.

Wuxian became more immersed in it, until, a few days later, she slowly opened her eyes.

The bone picture on her back showed a bone again, but this bone was a bit vague, waiting for Wuxian to perfect it.

Wuxian got up, her enchanting posture twisted, and she walked down as a sacred mountain, the bones of the Supreme.

Walking to a supreme emperor of God who was once also in Mo Yunxing, Wuxian's footsteps paused slightly, and she turned to look at the Shenfeng where Qin Xuan was.

On that sacred peak, Qin Xuan was as if dead still, as if the old monk withered stone.

She looked at Qin Xuan for a few breaths, then withdrew her gaze, Wuxian said softly, "If these hundred gods and emperors have a deep understanding, I am afraid that my Dao Monarch's mood can be regarded as complete and belong to the Holy Demon Heaven Palace. The third-grade immortal medicine, Baodan practice, and within ten years, I will be able to become a master of Taoism!"

There is complexity in her eyes, but for Qin Xuan, she actually feels extremely complicated.

In Wuxian's eyes, Qin Xuan seemed to be a mysterious vortex. From the moment of encounter, Wuxian had never noticed that he could see through.

It can even be said that Wuxian was also deliberately suppressed by Qin Xuan as a servant.

Otherwise, she only needed a voice transmission at the beginning to let her teacher and father come forward, and Qin Xuan would be against the sky again, and he could remain calm and maddened in the face of the Supreme, but if he really started, Qin Xuan would have to Regress.

As a servant, she felt interesting in Wuxian's eyes, and at the same time, she wanted to explore Qin Xuan's secrets and Dao bones.

In her eyes, it was this supreme Taoist bone, not as fascinating as Qin Xuan's bones.

Now, Wuxian found that sometimes thoughts that shocked her, or even frightened her, came up in her heart.

She actually felt that being Qin Xuan's servant was not bad.

This kind of thought appeared in the heart of her sweet girl of heaven, which naturally made Wuxian feel troubled and frightened.

As a saint of the magic path, Wuxian has always been a game of the world, and the bone path he cultivated is to enter the world.

"Entering the tombs of the three grand ancestors, this saint indeed owes you a great favor, but unfortunately, the favors belong to human favors. How can this saint be willing to be a servant of others? If you want to leave, this saint will take a look, do you really dare to do something to the supreme?" Wuxian's gaze gradually became firm, the corners of his mouth were raised, and a charming smile appeared, "However, this saint was originally the most attractive Dao Bone That old woman, now, maybe one more person."

Her thoughts are like a knife, completely cutting off her willingness.

"Sooner or later, this saint is going to be on the list of heavenly immortals, smashing the stars, Qin Changqing, by then, you will be a good servant to this saint!" Wuxian showed a coquettish smile, she looked at the supreme coffin in front of her, and set it up again. Sit, move the soul, and comprehend the bones.

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Qin Xuan would not pay attention to what Wuxian thought.

He now has all the power of the primordial spirit in the refining of the Haotian God Focus Pearl.

The years passed. This time, Qin Xuan spent a long time in this Youxuan Ancestral Mausoleum, almost a year.

Over the years, he has been refining the power of this soul. In his knowledge of the sea, he saw that the original soul has now turned into a purple wood.

The trunk, veins, branches and leaves are lifelike.

The one-year retreat is almost the longest time Qin Xuan has entered the cultivation world.

It can also be seen from this that Qin Xuan values ​​the soul, even far more than the other nine senses.

Purple wood crossed the sky, black lotus revolved, and fire wood swayed.

In the Sea of ​​Knowledge, the three gods are almost at this moment, and they are all accomplished.

Coupled with the seven senses of the chakras, the sky turned dark at the moment Qin Xuan opened his eyes.

Qin Xuan's eyes were calm, and he restrained the urge to hit the forbidden sky of jealousy. This was the Tomb of Youxuan Ancestor. If it caused the forbidden sky of jealousy, Bai Niangu would definitely notice it.

Ten Consciousness Dacheng, from Qin Xuan to the realm of cultivation, in the third year, he has directly crossed a great realm from the Golden Core Realm, and entered the Ten Consciousness Dacheng, the peak of God Transformation.

Such a speed is simply terrifying, and he is the fastest cultivating person in the realm of comprehension, and he has never crossed a big realm in such a short period of three years.

Qin Xuan opened his eyes, Gu Jing was not waved, his lingering light fell on the two of Tianxu and Wuxian who were still feeling the prohibition and the Daogu.

After that, he flipped his palm again, and the Profound Sky Dragon Lin Demon Pill appeared in his hand, plus a jade bottle.

Inside the jade bottle is Xuanyuan Physical Training Pill, there are seven in total, which is a gift from Bai Niangu, leaving a good destiny.

When Qin Xuan was waiting for Tianxu, it was sent by a person from the Kingdom of Youxuan. Qin Xuan never refused and accepted directly.

He had originally planned to take the Haotian Gathering Orb to contaminate the Nether Profound God Kingdom with cause and effect, and a bottle of Profound Essence Pill, which was almost insignificant compared to what he had to make up for in the future.

The two great treasures appeared in front of Qin Xuan, and Qin Xuan began to close his eyes again and fell into practice.

The Tianxuan Longlin Demon Pill is an alien species of the demon race. It contains the great demon of the dragon and Lin bloodline. The demon pill contains the majestic spirit. With this demon pill, plus the Xuanyuan body training pill, Qin Xuan has With certainty, it is possible to cultivate the eternal evergreen body to the peak of the **** transformation, and it is even impossible to cultivate to great achievement.

When Qin Xuan was practicing, time passed again.

There are no years in the mountains, and a dream is spring and autumn.

In this Youxuan Ancestral Tomb, Qin Xuan and the three stayed here for almost a year.

Tianxu and Wuxian are even more reluctant to do this, and the entire Mo Yunxing will never have a retreat that is safer than this Youxuan Ancestral Tomb.

I am afraid that the entire monk of Mo Yunxing would not have imagined that there will be people who dare to practice in seclusion in the ancestral tombs of the three great kingdoms.

After the second year, Wuxian opened her eyes again. She had almost walked through a hundred sacred mountains and once again realized that there was only one sacred mountain, but she had nothing.

Wuxian looked at the sacred mountain in front of her, as well as the gray-haired old man in the coffin of the sacred mountain. She didn't know why, something...

Creepy!