Chapter 143 The Gas of Mixed Yuan

The cold flying disk sat on the ground and heard the old man's story. He was stunned and couldn't believe it.

Who is the master of Tongtian? The great god of ancient times, Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian, but he is a more powerful horror figure than the emperor immortals at the end of ancient times.

The master of Tongtian is one of the three Qing Dynasties transformed by Pangu Yiqi. He is the third disciple of Hongjun's ancestor. He is surprised by this identity alone.

And Han Fei, the second master in front of him, who had just worshipped, turned out to be a disciple of the master of Tongtian. Then he was not a disciple of Hongjun's ancestor. Tut, Han Fei thought that if he put out this identity, it would scare a group of people to death.

Well, what's more, the master of Tongtian is transformed by Pangu. The Kaishan Sect seems to worship Pangu. If he takes out that his master is a descendant of Pangu, isn't it...

Han Fei's heart is already happy, but after these explanations, how can Han Fei care?

He can understand the unwillingness and pain of Tianqing. The master fought with the devil and did not know whether to live or die. After ten thousand years of hard work, I was caught up by the one-night generation, and even my perception of Taoism and law was not as good as that of that junior. Naturally, I was unwilling to lose.

It was the time of decadence that he was attacked by the devil and was unwilling to be angry. The huge resentment could not be drowned out by the water of the three rivers.

From the story of Tianqing, Han Fei can't know what the extraterritorial demon is like, just because Tianqing's death is really depressing.

"After death, he wandered for the master's soul for ten thousand years before he finally followed the master's wisp of law and found the master's split, but in the baptism of ten thousand years, he turned into this stone statue."

"The stone statue in Zhongzhoujie is also one of the master's splits. I'm afraid it is also the guide left by the master before he left, so that the master can find you and the mixed pearl."

As soon as he mentioned the original pearl, Han Fei was anxious and asked, "Master, that..."

The old man waved his hand and interrupted Han Fei. There is not much time. Listen to the teacher and don't interrupt. The golden-eyed white ape fell after the death of the teacher. It is estimated that in ancient times, the heavenly demon invaded, and the ancient mythical beasts and holy beasts poured out. It originally slept in the coldest place in the northern world. Under the invasion of the heavenly demon, it was guessed that he must have been given the mission of guarding the last mixed spirit by other holy beasts.

Han Fei's heart told him that for the purpose of his mission, he froze and sealed the spirit of the mixed original beads with his flesh and blood, and even used his soul to escape into the mixed raw pearl space and open up a second space to completely seal the breath of mixed raw beads.

For a moment, Han Fei was moved by the righteousness and heart of his adoptive father. His eyes were slightly red, his throat rolled, and his heart was extremely sour. Thinking about my mission, in order to save the Jiuzhou mainland, I also rushed into this unknown ancient wilderness. With a chivalrous mind, I made a lot of friends and made a lot of trouble.

"Wo!"

A gray light suddenly rushed into Han Fei's mind, and at the same time, the sound of Tianqing sounded.

"I'm going to be a teacher. You can understand this last little spell. Alas, you are taking the path of the master. You only practice a sword to the sky. Although I don't know if you can catch up with the master, I hope you can remember the position of the master Biyou Palace."

The gray old man's figure faded away and dissipated in an instant. The magnificent thoughts that existed before disappeared in an instant.

"Master!"

Han Fei exclaimed, but there was no response, and he couldn't help but be at a loss.

"Master, my condolences!"

Tongtian climbed to Hanfei and rubbed Hanfei's head.

Taking a deep breath, Han Fei looked at the gray void and felt a mass of light in his mind. He said, "Tongtian, the master has left, let's close up a little and try to cover the smell of mixed beads before going out."

As soon as he finished speaking, his forehead was golden, and a round bead fell out of his forehead.

Han Fei stretched out his hand and took the gray bead.

The beads are round, with only a gray fog, without any breath fluctuation, as if it were the purest gas.

"The spirit of mixed yuan is so strange. It seems that there is no fluctuation of breath, but it contains a powerful power of law. If you can have this mixed spirit, you can open up the world and create a big world."

Han Fei said slightly, but there was a big wave in his heart. The soul of the golden-eyed white ape had dissipated, and the physical cold had been absorbed and used by Hanfei for countless years. A respectable sage left, and Han Fei's heart was sore.

With tears in his eyes, Han Fei tried his best to control his emotions and put his attention in the direction of the original pearl.

"If it hadn't been for the master's space, I'm afraid that this mixed spirit would attract the devil." Once again, he put the mixed original beads into the golden circle of his forehead, sat on his knees on the cold disk, and his soul had sneaked into his body.

In the body, there is a huge space of nothingness. When the cold soul enters it, it sees the gray mixed beads and a gray light mass.

Walking towards the light ball, Han Fei put his forehead on the light ball, and the complex and mysterious information was understood by Han Fei.

"Exexpectedly, only Jin Xian can slightly control the law. The power of the law is really mysterious!" As soon as Han Fei came into contact with this information, he was shocked. Looking down, he felt that a door was open for himself.

After a long time, Han Fei opened his eyes, and the gray light had disappeared.

"For the time being, we can only use the power of Dikun and integrate the other six hexagrams. It happens to have the power of Xumi, replacing the power of Tianqian. The collection of gossips is just a space for practice. The five elements rotate, the Dharma India body, and the vast Buddha's light is shrouded in the sun, which will definitely lock this space.

As soon as he said it, Han Fei opened his eyes. In the space, the soul rotated with the white and black energy in his body, and the magic seal on his hand moved. Suddenly, he shook in the gray space, and the power of various colors beat on Han Fei's body.

The water of Kan Gua, the thunder of Jing Gua, the fire of Li Gua, the mountain of Gan Gua, the Ze of Du Gua, the wind of Xun Gua, the land of Kun Gua, the sky of Qian Gua.

The power of thirty-two Xumi suddenly shook, and the sword of Xumi in the body was instantly crushed and refined, which formed the power of 108 Xumi, and the power of the black earth under the feet, and the power of the white sky and dry in the body, formed a pair of five elements of gossip arrays, gradually condensing the space in the body into a vibrant space.

"Boom!"

Han Fei's body suddenly shook, and his body was shrouded in eight colors of light, forming eight hexagrams without any power, but in the eight hexagrams, there were eight laws of power entangled, which made Han Fei almost spit blood.

"Damn, I don't have enough strength!" Han Fei's heart is in a big array, and the inner space has been formed, just like the universe, and the gossip is as bright as the stars. However, this small universe does not seem to be very stable.

"I don't care, add it all!"

"The power of 108 Xumi, condensation!"

The 108 Xumi's power, which is still flowing and networking at the edge of the body's space, suddenly condenses into **, and the power of gossip flows in it, while the 108 Xumi's power** forms a deformed space array in the body.

"Zijin Alchemy Array, Tutut, it's time to change the name to Bagua Hetian Array."

"And, the nebula chain!"

One by one, the fast fingerprints were formed. In his mind, the feeling of the law left by Master Tianqing and the method of the ancient magic seal made Han Fei's hands beat the breath of the ancient vicissitudes of life.

One hundred and eighty-eight drops of the pin base are connected in series by countless silver-white chains, and this space is suddenly extremely stable.

"Wow!"

As soon as the space in the body was stable, Han Fei really relaxed. Just as he was about to speak, he was overwhelmed by weakness, and his eyes darkened and fainted.