Chapter 272, Purple Edge Introduction to Immortals, Immortal God's Lower World

"The fairy went down to the world, and the ancestor appeared... The ancestor appeared!"

In front of many folk Taoist temples and small sects, there are many people who can't afford to kneel down and burst into tears.

For many years, they have been worshipping the ancestors of the school for several generations, but they have never received a response, so they can only watch the skills handed down by their ancestors become increasingly distorted, subtleties, and even lost thousands of miles. After all, they can't help but be like rats giving birth to mice. Generations of magical power are getting worse and worse, and the inheritance is declining. Many Mingming ancestors have been rumored to have true immortals, received the priesthood, and had many inheritance sects of great gods, but today's disciples can only do some small things to exorcise evil spirits by drawing symbols, and they can't even draw charms, and they are about to become liars.

Such a person can be seen everywhere on the stalls next to hospitals in the secular world.

But now, the masters who have worshipped in the past dynasties suddenly have a clear response. A stream of mystery and mystery, containing the fundamental mystery and essence of this skill, the interpretation is infinite. For a moment, countless simple and simple viewing of the obscurity and difficult places of the ancient books of the family have been solved, and countless unexpected, micro-words of righteousness have been derived. It can't be changed in the interpretation of words at all... Some people with profound cultivation and a stable Taoism even see their ancestors directly in the Yuanshen platform and can ask and answer questions.

Of course, this is not something that everyone can accept these mysterious ideas, but those who, even if the sect is weak, still do not violate the ancestral teachings at all, do not abandon inheritance, tirelessly study the ancient books, practice the skills, and have even have the magic effect of "ten years of hard practice and one morning enlightenment". However, many people who join the faction only want to fool around, and even those who don't believe in the inheritance of the faction can only be heard, just like the signal is not right for the channel at all, and they can't keep it even if they want to.

However, this is only the wonderful appearance of the world, the magnificent China, the thirty-six caves of the sky, the seventy-two blessed places, all kinds of hidden inheritance, and countless deep mountain schools. After all, this group of cruel and black monks have circled more than five million square kilometers of land. If there are not hundreds or thousands of Taoist inheritance, it can't be said.

The monk's holy land, the golden roof of Kunlun, a generous golden light falls straight from the sky. It is difficult for secular people to touch, and the brilliant light will directly blind the eyes of mortals. However, in the pupils of the monks all over the world, you can see that the golden rainbow is like a pillar, the ten thousand gases are shaped, the golden flowers are scattered, the cloud pillars are spitting and swallowed, the wind, dragons, clouds and tigers are constantly changing mysterious, as if someone has obtained the Tao or a fairy descends down to the earth.

The monk's holy place, the Shushan Sword Pavilion, the supreme sword of the broken sky and the sky is stabbed down from the sky. It is majestic and magnificent, the surrounding clouds and the light blue sky are all in front of the supreme sword, overflowing and broken, and even on the whole sky, a slightly white light "sword hole" suddenly appeared. I won't go for a long time.

In addition to these eternal and eternal, but not the supreme holy places in the mortal world, in the land of China, among the four spiritual lands of A, B, C and D, there are also some A-level spiritual places that also provoke the change of celestial phenomena. This is a strong inheritance of Taoism. From the fall from the sky, it has attracted countless envy and even jealousy.

As for Qin Wangling, the second-level spiritual land, although there is also the whereabouts of the inheritance of smallpox, there is no chance to attract celestial changes. However, God ignores people, and I will stab you. Just when the holy places in the world took their own coordinates and inherited the ancestors' thoughts above the sky, a vast and majestic purple spirit was like a sword breaking the sky, counterattacking. Although there was no heroic and sharpness that broke the sky and attacked the sky, the faint purple gas carried the cultivation and even the belief of life and death of the five high-level monks in the world.

"The ancestors above the sky, the blood of your descendants is here." There is no doubt that the vast and condensed purple gas leads to such a divine idea.

The next moment, when the purple gas like a candle is about to burst in the fierce blowing of the nine-day wind. A solid, powerful and unparalleled dazzling black light, breaking the sky, rushing down like a huge pillar, rumbling, rumbling, rumbling.

The ancestors of the blood clan above the sky, under the introduction of the purple edge fairy array and five contemporary high-level monks, came to the sky.

The four monks who were meditating and swallowing with all their strength to supply the huge consumption of the "Purple Edge Immortals Array". At the moment when the magnificent black pillar hit the sky and the earth and broke through the boundary, at the same time, they only felt that countless grand and mysterious Taoism rushed into their minds, like rivers and rivers, washing the spirits.

"The road to heaven has reopened, and there is no doubt that we can wait for the road, and we can live long live!"

Among the four people, Zhu Yun, who has the strongest and deepest accumulation of airway, looked up at the sky and sang happily. His voice came from afar, like thunder, rolling and roaring in the sky.

After a word, the black gas rolling around suddenly turned into an extremely pure aura of heaven and earth. He opened his mouth and swallowed it, and the purple flame was refined. The true vitality pulse, which had been suspended on the ninth layer of refining for decades, rushed until the perfection of refining, and the vitality of the whole body rolled like boiling, and Zhu Yun stopped. It's not that he can't rush straight to build the foundation. Decades of airway refining has made his foundation to an appalling point.

But his self-control is extremely strong. Today, he rushed directly into the foundation-building period. Naturally, he climbed to the sky step by step. On weekdays, he must not hesitate. But now the fairy road is open, and immortality is expected. He puts a good foundation on it and does not stabilize it. He hurriedly rushes to build a tripod and return to the foundation. Isn't he losing watermelon and picking up sesame seeds? Isn't he looking for it if he has nothing to do?

In Dantian, the Yuan temperature is as moist as jade and swollen as boiling, but it is controlled freely in Zhu Yun's divine consciousness. It is like **. It turns into an incomparable, gentle and nourishing vitality jade liquid, rising, passing through the magpie bridge, crossing the twelve heavy buildings, through the Jiang Palace, from the heavenly spirit, the qi first power turns, and the whole body is comfortable. , for the perfect state of gas refining.

Almost at the same time, in the endless black gas rolling, Su Xin, Li Zhe and Zhu Tiekai each got their own gains. Su Xin directly summoned his demon army and swallowed it in this rolling black gas, and overflowed each other in the exchange of air.

Li Zhe, the poisonous dragon, spit out his green dragon again and swam from the black gas, slowly becoming more and more like a creature.

Among the four people, the most exaggerated is Zhu Tie Kai. He saw that his brocade all over his body was broken, and there was a change in the flow of faint qi between the floating and convex. The qi and blood were overflowing, and the blue and black muscles were up and downs. He propped up several pieces of his already quite tall, dripping blood and big mouthful swallowing vitality changes, fierce gas. Blood, majestic background, is like a wild ancient beast reappearing in the world.

Compared with the strong breakthrough of his father and the three elders, as the guide of the Purple Edge Immortals, Zhu Peng is still sitting in the center of the magic array, and there seems to be no big change in the atmosphere.