Chapter 132 Impact on the mysterious realm

"It's finally allocated." Looking at the small jade bottle in his hand, Xiao Heng nodded with satisfaction.

"Before swallowing the broken Xuancao, you must take this first, otherwise the side poison of the broken Xuancao will break out at the most critical moment of impacting the Xuanjing, and then you will be miserable." The voice of the Heavenly Poisonous Venerable also sounded in the cave at this time.

Then, the illusory figure of the Venerable Heavenly Poison floated out of the Heavenly Poison Order in Xiao Heng's arms.

Looking at Xiao Heng with an excited face, the Venerable Tiandu frowned and said seriously, "Hon your mind, do you want to hit the early stage of the mysterious world with your current state of mind?"

Xiao Heng curled his lips when he heard the words, but he still pinched his heart-clearing formula with both hands and closed his eyes and began to concentrate.

After a long time, the Venerable Tiandu nodded and said, "Okay, first mobilize all the spiritual power in Zifu, and then..."

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On a majestic hall, a tall and thin old man in gray robe was angrily smashing the table beside him.

"Who the hell is that man? How could this poison be used by a monk in the late spiritual realm? Absolutely impossible. Even I can't use such a terrible poison. The old man's face was a little solemn, and he suppressed his anger and shouted at Yan Wuchen not far away. A supreme majesty emanated from the old man's body.

Yan Wuchen was so scared that his legs softened, and he knelt down. He said tremblingly, "Master, that man is really a cultivation in the later stage of the spiritual realm. According to his accent, it should be a monk from other places. Maybe some personal disciples who have come out to practice are not sure.

After swallowing a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, Yan Wuchen said again, "Master, then... Is there any help for the senior sister?

When the old man heard the words, his angry expression gradually faded. After a sigh, he slowly said, "The whole body is exhausted, the meridians are withered, and the spiritual power is scattered. If it hadn't been for casting spells and killing people on the street in Chicheng, I guess that man would never let Xianger live and be brought back by you. Even if I try my best to keep her alive, she will not be able to perform any magic from now on, which is equivalent to being demoted to a mortal.

When Yan Wuchen heard the words, his face was even more ugly. When Yan Wuchen first entered the fairy gate more than a hundred years ago, it was brought by Tao Sixiang. After a hundred years, although the relationship between the two is not that kind of particularly iron, they have been friends for a hundred years, and they are also their own senior sister.

After learning that Tao Sixiang could only be a mortal in the future, Yan Wuchen's heart also gave birth to a sense of desolation. There are countless monks who pursue the road, but how many people can hold on to the end?

"Go down, I'll help her deal with Xiang'er's affairs. Even in the mortal world, Xiang'er must live above all thousands of people. Hey..." After saying that, the old man sighed a long sigh and waved his sleeves to Yan Wuchen, indicating that he could retreat. There is no intention to punish Wuchen severely.

After Yan Wuchen breathed a sigh of relief, he stood up and retreated respectfully.

After a long time, the old man took a deep breath. In the deep old eyes, a complex look flashed. After all, he is a disciple who has been following himself for a hundred years. Even if the old man is a fairy, he will inevitably feel unsteady.

He sighed again, and the old man slowly went to the universe ring and took out a half-foot-long small jade sword. After mumbling a few words to the little jade sword in his hand, the old man poured a spiritual force into it.

Then, the small jade sword instantly turned into a thin line and shot out of the hall.

After this heart-sword transmission came out for a long time, the old man slowly closed his eyes. At the same time, the old man's body was also full of strong purple, wrapping the old man's body in it and rolling constantly. The old man immediately sat in the rolling purple gas like an egg in boiling water.

Tianjufeng was discovered by Muxi Taoist, the founder of Tianjuzong, more than 5,000 to 6,000 years ago.

It is said that there was no aura here at that time. It was detected by Muxi Taoist with secret skills that there was a huge vein connected to the Tian Zhufeng.

It is said that Muxi Taoist consumed nearly a hundred years of time in those years, so he arranged an extremely huge array to draw out the aura in the veins of the earth. And set up a sect here and accept disciples to preach.

After five or six thousand years of accumulation, it is estimated that the deceased Muxi Taoist can't imagine that the sect he created will be so grand in thousands of years.

Above Tian Zhufeng, there are thousands of caves surrounded by aura. I don't know how many monks are practicing in isolation.

At this time, the aura on Tian Zhufeng suddenly became a little sticky.

A mass of aura, at this time, as if pulled by some force, kept rolling and compressing on the huge Tianju Peak.

A series of trembling pressures shook down to the sky.

Even in Chicheng, there are many spiritually sensitive monks who feel a restless pressure and go down to the top of their heads.

"Someone is going to break through to the mysterious realm. Look, the heavenly phase of the mysterious realm." Suddenly, I don't know who suddenly came up with such a sentence. Then the monks in the neighborhood looked at the top of their heads.

On the mountainside of the huge Tian Zhufeng not far away, it is slowly condensing and compressing translucent aura mass the size of eggs. Countless aura masses, as if controlled by someone, slowly converged above a cave on the mountainside.

The monks living in the nearby cave also sacrificed their escape, suspended into the air, and looked up at the rare scene.

"It turned out to be a spiritual monk living in this cave." A middle-aged man with a long yellow shirt said in astonishment. Looking at the cultivation of this famous monk, he is a strong man in the middle of the mysterious realm.

No wonder that there are almost all heavenly caves around here, and there are enough mysterious yellow beads to live here. Almost all of them are Xuanjing monks with strong cultivation.

At this time, the aura mass that had been rolling and compressing in the sky suddenly became irritable.

"Huh? It's time to break through. Now is the time to look at this person's state of mind. If you succeed in surviving the severe pain of opening up the Taoist heart. Then this person is considered to be advanced and successful. Another handsome young man living near here looked at the change of aura in the sky and said this to himself with great interest.

If you are a rookie monk who has just entered the monastic world, you must not know what "Tao Xin" is.

The reason why monism is divided into so many realms is that each realm has an advanced magic.

If the mortal world breaks through to the spiritual realm, it is to get rid of the category of mortals. From then on, you can break through the valley and not eat the fireworks of the world. If the spiritual realm breaks through to the mysterious realm, it will open up a "Taoist heart" within the monk's divine thoughts.

"Taoistic heart" originally refers to the human heart. But here, it refers to another world opened up by monks. But this world is not the real world. It's just a divine thought that exists in the monk, in the imaginary world. However, even if this is the case, monks can also store a lot of refined auras into their own hearts.

With the entry of cultivation in the future, the Taoist heart can also continue to evolve. Until it evolved into a real, entity world field.

And now, what Xiao Heng wants to do is to use the huge aura to rush out of a thought world in his mind.

The pain brought by this is definitely the only one in Xiao Heng's life. The sharp pain from the depths of the soul, the sharp pain of tearing and sticking, made Xiao Heng's whole body tremble.

And Xiao Heng is also a monk with a congenital body. With the pain of innate return to the Xuanjing, Xiao Heng finally knew why among the nearly a thousand spiritual monks could successfully break through to the Xuanjing. If this kind of pain is not strong, I'm afraid that I won't be able to support fainting soon.

With Xiao Heng's trembling, the aura that was crazily soaked in outside the cave was also crazily absorbed into the body by Xiao Heng.

With the passage of time, Xiao Heng's breath around him also soared rapidly.

Xiao Heng's pale face slowly became rosy at this time.

"Kka... Ka... Kaka."

At this time, there was a glassy broken sound in Xiao Heng's body.

The Venerable of Heavenly Poison looked at Xiao Heng in surprise and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that I could break a layer of eight-door seals when I advanced to the mysterious realm."

Just as the voice of the Heavenly Poisonous Master fell, the sound of "kaka" suddenly stopped. Xiao Heng's breath around him was also instantly stabilized above the standard in the early stage of Xuanjing.

"Oh, the eight seals didn't open?" The Heavenly Poisonous looked at Xiao Heng's body in shock, and his mind quickly swept away. Then he immediately shook his head with a wry smile and said to himself, "It's just broken a few times, and the seal has not been completely broken."

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