first fairy

Ye Tianyang was ten years younger than him, and was also selected into the Shangqing Immortal Sect from the Qingshan Sect, but there were different classes after a few years.Later, I met by chance during an experience. At that time, Ye Tianyang was an out-and-out good person, and he had reached the point of being hopeless.

The fellow villagers are the same good, and they are also proud to spare no effort to serve the sect. They don't ask others to think about them, but only want to be worthy of their hearts.

The two hit it off with the same interests.

In his previous life, he had the reputation of being a traitor and was cast aside by everyone, and that guy was the only one who believed in him.When he was finally expelled from the sect, he persuaded him to accept his fate.

"For the sake of the common people, what is death? Justice is in the hearts of the people." Ye Tianyang replied firmly.

Shit!

If he hadn't been killed first and didn't know the follow-up result, Rong Xuan dared to assert that Ye Tianyang's fate would not be much better than him.That guy's status is not ordinary, and he gave up the opportunity even though he could stand up, this kind of kindness is called stupidity, and this is something that Rong Xuan can't bear even now in retrospect.

Since both of them were in the Qingshan faction at the beginning, they should have brought him to his side earlier to strictly discipline them!

"To recruit disciples, the most urgent thing is to break through the third level of spirit master." Rong Xuan murmured.To be honest, it is really not easy to break through in six months. He would have never dared to think about it before. As for now, he is still a little bit sure.

The ancestral land of the Rong family is actually very dilapidated and overgrown with weeds.The total number of times I went to Qingshan School for five years and came back is less than this month.

The Rong family declined and the number of family members was thin, and in the end, Rong Xuan was the only one.After the grandfather died, the family was robbed, and the mother disappeared, leaving the father and son guarding the ancestral land in poverty.

Rong Xuan's father was mediocre in talent and honest and kind. Later, his clan was ransacked again, and he was depressed all day long until he died.

Rong Xuanxiu's stagnation is not known whether it is due to the root cause of his illness when he was a child, coupled with the fact that he practiced low-level and inappropriate exercises. Now his memory of his childhood is very vague.

There is a low hill not far behind the broken roof house, surrounded by woods, it looks very ordinary, even his father probably doesn't know there is something wrong with it.

There is a small hole on the mountain wall that is similar to a crack in the ground, but it can be opened with the key of the gate of the ancestral land.

Inside is a natural cave, and there is a Lingtan in the depths.The water in the pool is white and shiny, full of aura, and the molten pillar hangs down from the top, forming an indestructible stone body, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom. A drop of milky spiritual liquid fell into the pool and melted when it met water, diluting the rich spiritual energy.

The one-meter-wide Lingtan below is formed in this way.

Relying on this Lingtan to wash his tendons and cut his marrow, he broke through the bottleneck in a short period of time and reached the second-level spirit realm.

There is little hope of relying on it to break through again. With his strength, he can't crush the stone pillar and take out the Lingbao, so he has to give up.

After a few days of retreat, Rong Xuan went out for a walk and saw many Qingshan sect disciples patrolling the mountains unscrupulously in the ancestral land. This place is neither far nor near from the Qingshan sect.

They really took this place as theirs.

Rong Xuan watched helplessly as an elder at the spiritual master level even took down the door panel.Very speechless.

Bypassing the back mountain, crooked stone monuments are lying across the wasteland. It is said that the ancestors of the Xiaorong family are buried. Rong Xuan sits here with weeds up to his waist. desolate.

If the Rong family had been a big family, it would have fallen long ago. After his death, his blood was cut off, but now he is back here again.

Rong Xuan sat quietly for a long time, feeling ridiculous.The dead are dead, and he doesn't believe that the dead still have spirits, let alone the nonsense of God's will in the dark.

All God's will, all man-made!

In the dilapidated cemetery, Rong Xuan discovered a strange phenomenon, it was too obvious, the bones were less than the number of steles, and the broken steles were scattered and overgrown with weeds.Can't help but be horrified.

Since there is a hidden cave that he doesn't know about, then there must be secrets in this ancestral land, and he didn't hesitate to use the Soul Locking Tower.No one knows this place better than him, Rong Xuanzai carefully checked every corner, not missing any one.

Although he started to practice again, his perception is far better than before, his mental power is fully activated, and he can clearly understand the wind and grass within a radius of ten meters, after many times of empty joy.

Passing a pile of rubble, Rong Xuan suddenly turned around, a strange fluctuation made his heart tremble.

Finally found Ni Duan!

Lifting the broken stone tablet, there is a square stone pier covered with moss hidden, the lower end is submerged in the ground, only the uneven stone surface is exposed.There are ancient lines twisted into complex shapes, similar to the innate veins of the five internal organs of the human body, extremely mysterious.

Rong Xuan squatted down to take a closer look, and felt that it didn't look like it again.

"Is it about the angle?"

After changing several angles, what I see is different, and there is no difference under the spiritual consciousness.

The fingertips scratched across the slate, and there was a strange feeling, as if being sucked, a sharp sting, a piece of skin was cut on the palm, blood dripped, and the blood flow continued.

The green moss on the bluestone squirmed, and the messy lines underneath seemed to be alive, and the bright red blood beads melted into the stone, which was extremely strange.

"It's really strange." As soon as Rong Xuan finished speaking, his face suddenly changed, and he couldn't dodge in time. The violent suction gushed out from the bluestone, condensing into a pitch-black vortex, which swallowed Rong Xuan's whole body!

The wind is howling, the dust is all over the sky, and everything is silent.The intricate lines on the bluestone disappeared without a trace, and there was no one on the barren ground, as if nothing happened.

Rong Xuan didn't stand still and almost fell to the ground, but found that he was unharmed.

He was in a completely unfamiliar space, walking in the clouds, his eyes were vast, and countless information flooded into his mind, and the magnificent scene shocked him.

"The place where the ancient Rong clan passed on."

Only the supreme orthodoxy can have inheritance, which means that this clan once produced immortals, whose bloodline ascended to immortality, and was once extremely brilliant. For example, the Ji clan of the Dayan Dynasty, as the most powerful orthodoxy in Zhongzhou, even if they established The Shen Dynasty proclaimed itself the emperor, and no matter how dissatisfied the other great religions would dare to make mistakes.

Because a fairy came out of the ancestors of the Ji family, and now they rely on another fairy.

The former Rong clan, now the Ji clan.worlds apart.

In the barren space, the sky and the earth are vast, and there is only a huge divine pillar pointing directly at the sky and sinking into the clouds. Half of the pillar is broken, and it is full of traces of time.The past is buried, leaving only this damaged space.

On the dilapidated altar, the grooves where the gods of heaven, material and earth treasures were placed were all empty, and the wreckage of several three-eared tripods and the small bronze tripod rolled down from the corners were also full of cracks.

"How is this going?"

Just when Rong Xuan was shocked, invisible fluctuations came from the Heavenly God Pillar.Spiritual thoughts echoed in Rong Xuan's mind, answering him.

——Since the decline of the Rong clan, the inheritance land has been sealed, and no one from the Rong clan has ever entered.

The older the inheritance site, the more spiritual it is, and the inheritance site can communicate with people!No matter how dilapidated this place was, it revealed a fact: the ancient Rong clan really existed.

Rong Xuan caressed the bronze tripod, his hands were warm but the spirit of the vessel was dead.He walked up the steps, but the moment he approached the divine pillar, he was slammed away, and his sea consciousness rolled over, as if wanting to explode, with a splitting headache.

——The Rong family has died, and the land of inheritance is about to collapse. Only one person can succeed.In order to prevent the inheritance from being cut off, a special amnesty was issued. The foreign clan must be above the fifth rank of the spirit king, willing to abolish their cultivation base and practice again, before they can become disciples of the Rong clan's outer sect and inherit "Hunyuan Devouring Dao"...

——The fairy world is empty, the true immortal dies, the clan loses its protection, those who inherit it will be invaded and killed by foreign clans, the inheritance land is sealed, and all the children of the Rong clan are not allowed to enter.

Foreigners have to inherit, the fifth level of the spirit king?Self-abolished and re-cultivated... Rong Xuan's back was cold.

What a coincidence, Ye Haoran happened to be at the fifth level of the Spirit King before his cultivation was regressed in his last life!

During that time, the two got very close, and this person recalled his childhood by incisively. Being envied by others, when he was in the Qingshan School, he actually had no attachment to the so-called third-generation disciples. Part of the reason was that Ye Haoran was so indifferent.

If it's all for another purpose...

What he can be sure of is that there must have been someone who obtained the holy law in the Xianzong of the Shangqing, could it be Ye Haoran?

The huge void is empty, there is nothing, even if there is, it has been emptied long ago.Ever since he went to the Qingshan faction, the ancestral land was under the control of the Qingshan faction. What if someone had already entered before that?

"Before me, has anyone been to this place for a hundred years?"

--have.

Rong Xuan's eyelids twitched: "Who is it?"

——Three people, Cang Gui from the Blood Sword Sect, Ye Haoran from the Qingshan School, and one person died.These three people are not enough to inherit the conditions, and they all just got the fur.

The previous person has never heard of it, and these two sects are small sects that can't get on the stage.

"...Ye Haoran!" After every word, Rong Xuan let out a heavy breath.

In his last life, he desperately chased Ye Haoran's footsteps, but he never caught up.

——Ye Haoran was born with a semi-spiritual body, a talent that is rare to see in a thousand years. He is a quasi-outer disciple. If you reach the fifth level of the spirit king within a hundred years, you can come here to get the inheritance and become a real five-element spirit body. He will protect you from death.

The so-called immortality means throwing it into the soul lock tower, killing the soul every day.

Sure enough, all the will of God is man-made!

good very good!In his previous life, he didn't know about it, but if he knew it in this life and still missed it...is it possible?

The inheritance can only be carried out once, and it must not be given to Ye Haoran.

Rong Xuan tried his best to calm his voice: "The person you choose will kill me, and give me the inheritance."

There is no consciousness in the inheritance space, but it can do simple retelling, and the rest can trigger a corresponding response only if a certain condition is met.As a descendant of the Rong clan, Rong Xuan was blocked out, he was found by himself, being able to come in meant that he was recognized.

——Preserve the blood of the Rong clan, and the descendants of the Rong clan are not allowed to practice this method.

"Absurd, pass it on to me!" Rong Xuan was furious.

--reason.

Rong Xuan slowed down his tone, and said in a deep voice: "How did the Rong clan fall, have you forgotten? Could it be that preserving the blood means staying out of the world and not fighting, and finally trapped in the soul-locking tower, immortal and soul-breaking every day? Can you imagine it? I will fight for it myself, I don’t need anyone else’s hands, and I don’t need anyone’s blessing!”

The empty world was dead silent, and Rong Xuan's mental state of soul refining for thousands of years had already been detached. He was so angry that he could still think calmly: "The place of inheritance is the treasure of the Rong clan. I am the only descendant of the Rong clan. My words are Wang Ling. You can't be the master."

Maybe the Rong family just fit their surname, they can tolerate and tolerate, and don't fight with things.It is estimated that the patriarch was taken away by the Tu clan treasure later, and the clan was displaced.It is the fate of foolishness.

——The Dao of Devouring is unique, but to seize the Dao of Humanity requires ruthlessness and ruthlessness. Those who are kind-hearted are doomed to miss this path in this life. Forcibly cultivating will end in misery, and even their foundations will be completely destroyed and become a useless person. Will learn, really do not regret it?

The author has something to say:

This article divides into grades (after a mortal introduces a spirit into the body →) spirit person, spirit master, spirit king, spirit emperor (transcending the catastrophe), saint, saint master, saint king, saint emperor, immortal...

If you succeed in crossing the catastrophe, you will become a saint and become a saint. If you fail to cross the catastrophe, you will die, but there is a very small chance of stepping into the wheel-turning realm, and you will become a saint after nine turns of refining gods (this is similar to the disbandment of immortals in cultivation if you fail to cross the catastrophe)

Before sanctification, each realm is divided into five levels, and each level is divided into early, middle and late stages (peaks). After sanctification, the saint is selected from a thousand miles and has a noble status. True immortals are illusory

ps Non-traditional comprehension, considered fantasy.For example, the Douluo Continent, the Martial God, the Evil Lord, the Eternal World, the Heaven-shrouding Panlong, and the Stars Transforming into a Perfect World... These are all fantasies.

The background of this article is in the upper realm. Taoist cultivators do not rely on dantian cultivation. To become a spirit, one needs to open up a sea of ​​​​qi in the body. At the beginning, a few circulation meridians are opened up to be a level of spirit (this is very variable, which shows the importance of the foundation)