Chapter 51 Three Talents Stone Altar

At this time, in the "heaven" altar, a light flicked out, connecting the stone altar in the middle of the three arrays.

Yang Ziyuan quickly came to her senses. She knew that this was a critical moment and could not waste time. So, he immediately climbed to the second stone altar, which was the "ground" altar of the three talents.

This time, she had experience, closed her eyes and walked up. However, she was over-intentioned. In the altar, a purple smoke lingered around Yang Ziyuan and rose up.

Yang Ziyuan should be strange, but she felt that in the purple smoke, a trace of gas flowed from outside her body into her meridians. It feels very strange, like flying above the sky, the breeze blows, and the coolness arises spontaneously.

She was enjoying this beautiful feeling, but she saw that the purple smoke suddenly closed and returned to the small hole of the "ground" altar. Then, the "ground" altar is also a light, connecting the stone altar in the middle.

Yang Ziyuan stretched out her waist and felt that there was no other change except that her body felt lighter, so she hurried to the "human" altar.

When I entered the "human" forum, I felt a sense of familiarity that I had never seen before, and my heart beat quickly unconsciously.

The little hole in the "human" forum has not appeared for a long time, which makes Yang Ziyuan even more strange. At this moment, Yang Ziyuan suddenly felt that there seemed to be something inside his body that wanted to come out. After a while, a stone with colorful light floated out of Yang Ziyuan's body, which scared her.

This is the legendary Huizhi Lanxin - "Seven orifice exquisite heart"!

This seven- orifice exquisite heart, indeed the seven orifice gathered together, and the colorful light emitted was instantly sucked away by the "human" altar. After absorbing the colorful light of the seven orifices, the altar also emitted a white beam of light and received it to the central stone altar.

The three arrays immediately began to operate, and the three stone altars were shaking endlessly. Yang Ziyuan, who was stingy, quickly jumped off the "human" altar.

"Booming", the three altars of heaven and earth fell into the earth, leaving only the stone altar in the middle to stay in place alone.

"Ziyuan, hurry up and pour your blood into the last stone altar, and then quickly carry out the heart repair." Looking at the evil spirits around him, Zhang Zixuan frowned.

Seeing that the last stone altar rose with the support of the other three altars, Yang Ziyuan immediately jumped up. Surely, on this last stone altar, I don't know when there will be a short gray stone table. On the stone table, there is a sharp stone thorn. In the middle of the stone thorn is a hollow, and the small hole in the black hole is like a bloodthirsty maggot, staring at Yang Ziyuan.

Yang Ziyuan put the index finger of Qianqian's right hand on the stone thorn, and the blood flowed down the small hole, because the small hole was too small, and some bright red blood flowed out of the stone hole.

As more and more fresh blood flowed into the stone holes in Yang Ziyuan, the stone altar in mid-air also trembled violently. The bottom suddenly emitted a four-shot golden light, gradually spreading the whole green space, making it no longer clear.

At this time, the demons outside Yang Ziyuan's body finally couldn't help jumping over.

Fortunately, there is this samadhi real fire to help Yang Ziyuan's body. As soon as the demons rushed up, they were burned into a ball of ashes by the samadhi fire, and then shouted and quickly escape.

This samadhi fire is also the nemesis of the evil. When people's body, mind and kidneys are gathered in Dantian, there are three true fires, that is, heart fire, kidney fire and Dantian fire. Demons are most afraid of the true yang in the human body, and this samadhi true fire is exactly the fire of true yang emitted by the heart, kidney and Dantian. Therefore, as long as the demons get a little closer, they will become a ball of ashes. Without hundreds of years of practice, they can no longer harm people.

However, this demon was not afraid of life and death. He successively covered the fire mask that Sanmeizhen cremated, so that Zhang Zixuan had no idea and had to use spiritual power to support him.

Gradually, the color of the samadhi real fire gradually faded, no longer as bright and transparent as before, and the fire was bright. The demons were overjoyed and rushed to the fire more crazily.

Zhang Zixuan was secretly anxious. Although he still has a lot of spiritual power, Zhenyang has bottomed out. If there is no real fire supported by Zhenyang, I'm afraid that even ordinary demons can't be burned, not to mention the shadow of the big demons in front of you?

The so-called evil spirits are some evil spirits that have achieved success through simple practice. The longer the evil spirits are, the higher their ability is. What's more, these evil spirits with cultivation? If you practice only by intuition, you can't achieve positive results, but the ability of the big demon is thousands or even ten thousand times stronger than that of the ordinary demon.

Finally, the fire mask was overwhelmed, suddenly turned into fragments, and was still broken by demons.

Worse! Zhang Zixuan drove his whole body to transform his aura into a yang qi. Suddenly, Zhang Zixuan emitted a burst of cyan qi around him. Although it is very troublesome to transform this aura into yang, it is better than nothing. Yang Ziyuan in the green silk is still refining. As a result, Zhang Zixuan became the only barrier against the invasion of demons.

"You and other demons are so rampant!" Zhang Zixuan was so angry that the Zhenyang of Jiulongyang vein was more than that of ordinary people. In anger, the cyan Zhenyang covered the whole Yang Ziyuan. Although the demons only have intuition, their perception of danger still makes them avoid Yang Ziyuan far away.

It's so dangerous! What a danger!

Besides, in the green silk, Yang Ziyuan opened her eyes a little resplinteredly. Opposite her was a middle-aged woman with a thin face. Although her body looks a little thin, it can't stop her elegant temperament at all. Somehow, Yang Ziyuan has an inexplicable good impression on her.

"Yuan'er, come to your mother." When the woman saw Yang Ziyuan, she smiled and spit out a shocking sentence that shocked Yang Ziyuan.

"Mother...qin?" Yang Ziyuan was surprised and inexplicably, and there was a trace of fear in his heart for no reason.

What's wrong with me? Shouldn't you be very happy to see your mother? How can you be so panicked? Yang Ziyuan was so puzzled that he didn't know what to do.

The middle-aged woman saw Yang Ziyuan's appearance, as if she had guessed what was thinking in her heart. She lowered her head and sighed, "Oh, doesn't Yuaner even recognize her mother? Although I only saw it once after you gave birth..."

After saying that, a few tears flowed out of his eyes. A lot of sadness suddenly gushed out of Yang Ziyuan's heart, which diluted his fear and took a few steps to the middle-aged woman.

"Mother!" Yang Ziyuan cried loudly, as if to confide all the suffering over the years to his mother. She has always been as smart as her, and she can believe that she is her mother with the other party's words.

Indeed, Yang Ziyuan has suffered too much over the years. In my childhood, I lacked the comfort of maternal love. Even if I suffered, no one told me. Grandpa has always been extremely strict with her because she killed her mother when she was born, and even forbids her to step out of the house. The father has always been regarded by his grandfather and has no independent opinions. What's more, it is because she loves his wife and has some grudges about her.

Although she was stubborn, she broke through many barriers, went out of Suyuan, made some friends, and finally did not make a self-closure, but the lack of family affection was still difficult to make up for. Until he met Zhang Zixuan, who treated him like a sister.

Worse! Zhang Zixuan's eyebrows frowned more and more tightly. Of course, he didn't know the content of Yang Ziyuan's heart, but he could see that Yang Ziyuan closed his lips tightly and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He still understood a little - Yang Ziyuan had been confused by the illusion.

What's worse is yet to come! His Zhenyang has been exhausted under the consumption of these few years. If Yang Ziyuan doesn't wake up, Zhang Zixuan's true yang spirit may collapse immediately. Seeing that Zhang Zixuan's Jiulong Zhenyang was about to run out, they surrounded them again to prepare for a new round of offensive.

Zhang Zixuan's head is sweaty, not because of the excessive use of spiritual power, but because he is really anxious for Yang Ziyuan.

Ziyuan, what the hell are you doing?