Chapter 443 Condensing the Sky
A few days later, the surroundings of Fengqi Mountain became turbulent, and powerful practitioners often appeared in this place. There are many descendants in the holy places of major religious immortals. And the purpose of their trip is naturally the yin and yang fire in the dead volcano in the middle of Fengqi Mountain.
During this period, what everyone talked about was that a mysterious figure burned the descendants of the four immortals a few days ago and chased the little mysterious girl Mu Yuchen. For everyone, this is a mysterious young man. His cultivation is only at the beginning of the realm of the underworld, and he has never seen it before, but it is such an ordinary person who makes a shocking move.
After that, someone revealed that some time ago, Mu Feiyang, the disciple of the Southern Emperor, died at the hands of this person.
Everyone was so terrified that they were more interested in this young man whose identity was mysterious. Even the Southern Emperor dared to move. What is the origin of this person?
In the town, a group of people are talking about what has happened in recent days. Suddenly, their blood was cold, and their bodies seemed to be unable to move. Not only them, but most of the practitioners on the street are in the same state.
Only a middle-aged man in a black robe passed by calmly until the middle-aged man left, and everyone dared to be relieved.
"Master!" At this time, everyone's heart was amazed.
However, this scene often happens in small towns. The arrival of some top masters makes the surrounding space change inexplicably.
Of course, this is only superficial, secretly, I don't know how many top masters have arrived, but everyone didn't notice it.
After more than half a month, many masters rushed to Fengqi Mountain. However, unexpectedly, after checking around Fengqi Mountain, these people all left. Without saying half a sentence and expressing half a word of opinion, things seem extremely strange.
For a moment, a big question mark rose in everyone's mind.
Zhuge Butliang didn't know anything about this. He hid in a cave under a big mountain and quietly recovered his seriously injured body. In the past few days, with the moisture of the dragon spirit vein, the burns on Zhuge Buliang's body have basically healed, and the skin has reappeared the dazzling beauty of glass.
He came out of the cave at the foot of the mountain and casually changed into a robe. Unfortunately, the purple moon suit was burned, which was a huge loss for him.
Zhuge Fuliang walked in the mountains and forests with a big gourd on his back, searched around Fengqi Mountain, and then flew directly into the sky and came to the dead crater.
In the crater, the black and white yin and yang two gas fires have been lingering and have become stronger than before, but all of them have gathered in the crater and have not erupted.
Zhuge Fuliang took off the black gourd, pulled out the broken handle stuffed into the mouth of the gourd, and then wrapped the gourd around it with a gold chain and threw it into the crater.
The yin and yang fire in the crater immediately boiled, rushing into the black gourd like a tide. The space inside the black gourd is infinitely vast, and the yin and yang fire continuously penetrates in.
Although yin and yang fire is not as horrible as yin and yang infinite fire, its lethality is also huge, which is more horrible than sky fire.
Zhuge Fuliang sat on the crater. After a full day and a night, the yin and yang fire in the gourd was filled. Zhuge Buo pulled the chain, pulled up the gourd, sealed the gourd mouth with a broken knife handle, and carried it on his body.
"That person... It was the mysterious young man who burned to death several descendants of Xianmen that day. A monk wandering around saw Zhuge but bright and was surprised to lose his voice.
Zhuge Bu Liang carried the big gourd on his back and glanced at him coldly. The man immediately felt cold all over.
Zhuge Bu Liang snorted softly, rose to the sky and flew into the distant sky.
"He came here to get the fire. Hey hey, it seems that the yin and yang infinite fire has been exhausted."
"Go back and inform the heir brother that the mysterious man has appeared again!" Several practitioners left in a hurry.
Zhuge Butiang chose to leave in the west of the town, but he did not go far. There was a shocking shout of killing behind him. Hundreds of practitioners caught up and pretended to be different. It seemed that there was more than one great religious person.
Zhuge did not turn his head or look back. He directly set off a fire, and the flame of yin and yang burned the void, forming a Taiji map that covered the sky and the sun.
No one escaped from the yin and yang fire. Yin and yang fire is not as good as yin and yang fire, but for ordinary practitioners, it is still a devastating blow.
Zhuge Butang flew out tens of thousands of miles, but during this period, he encountered more than a dozen sieges. These people were all destroyed under the yin and yang fire without any suspense.
In this incident, the disturbing southern region cannot be calm, especially the three major sects of Taiyi Xianzong, Jidao Xianmen and Xiaoyuezong. Some of the descendants of these three immortals were burned to death by Zhuge Fuliang. The three immortals searched for the mysterious young man with all their strength and issued a reward order. The Jiuyang Immortal School did not react for the time being because it was far away from the southern region.
Xiaoxuan's daughter Mu Yuchen returned to Xiao Yuezong and took out Xiao Yuezong's treasure - Yue Liuli. Yue Liuli was once a magic weapon left by the ancestors of Xiao Yuezong. It is a curved moon-shaped glazed blade that can chop the heavens. Mu Yuchen plans to use this treasure to compete with the yin and yang infinite fire.
As soon as this news came out, the practitioners in the southern region were shocked.
"It seems that this time the little Xuannu is really angry and is about to kill the mysterious young man."
"Isn't that right? Mu Yuchen has always been high and inviolable, but he was forced to be so embarrassed that day. If he doesn't kill that person, I'm afraid Mu Yuchen will become the laughing stock of the Southern Regions.
"What is the origin of that mysterious young man? He also dares to move the people of the Southern Emperor.
"I don't know who it is, but I heard from a cultivator of Fentian Sect that he seems to be a mortal."
"Fan Xiu! No way, then Fan Xiu is so bold that even the Southern Emperor dares to offend him.
"He dares to be so rampant by relying on the infinite fire of yin and yang. How big waves can a small newcomer?"
"That man also had a strange brick magic weapon in his hand. At that time, he used the magic weapon when he chased Mu Yuchen."
Hearing this sentence, a black and white-haired young man next to him suddenly stood up. His face was extremely solemn. He picked up the talking monk and said, "What did you just say? What is the magic weapon in that man's hand?
"Ah!?..." The talking monk was immediately shocked. From the other party, he felt a strong pressure, like a sharp sword on his neck, and immediately said, "That... That day, I was also near Fengqi Mountain. I saw the mysterious young man chasing Mu Yuchen with a magic weapon like a brick in his hand..."
"Are you sure you read it right?"
"There can't be anything wrong. The magic weapon is quite powerful. Mu Yuchen was beaten and spitting blood repeatedly."
"What does that man look like?" The white-haired man in black asked.
"Well... About seven-five meters, medium-sized... Appearance... He has a burn on his face and can't see clearly. The man recalled and said.
"Bum!"
The white-haired young man in black threw the man on the ground and left in a hurry.
"Damn it, this man is crazy." It was not until the other party was far away that the monk muttered with a dissatisfied face.
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A month later, Zhuge Fuliang finally got rid of everyone's sight. He came to a barren mountain and was ready to retreat for a period of time again. The words given to him by the mysterious woman in purple at the beginning gave him a clear understanding. In fact, there is a huge treasure in his body, six dragon veins, each of which is comparable to the existence of peerless fairy medicine.
As long as it can be refined, the cultivation will definitely advance rapidly.
Zhuge Fuliang opened up a cave in this barren mountain, covered the cave since a big mountain, and then got into it.
He made up his mind that he would never go out until he was in the realm of meditation!
Although I now have yin and yang fire in my hands, I am not afraid of the pursuit of the descendants of the major religion. But after all, there are times when the yin and yang fire is exhausted. You can't go to Fengqi Mountain to get the fire every time. Therefore, its own strength is the most important.
Zhuge Bu Liang sat quietly in the dark, with a golden light on his head, and a golden dragon flew out and danced around him. Seven stars suspended overhead, and the Beidou light curtain was brushed out, covering the golden dragon.
A little bit of light flew out of the golden dragon vein and rushed to Zhuge's eyebrows, bit by bit. Then, a purple little man flew out of Zhuge's bright eyebrows, which was his original divine consciousness.
The purple villain flew into the dragon vein, quietly sitting in the position of the dragon's head, ingesting the essence of the dragon spirit vein.
The Longling vein was made by his own consciousness. It was boarded in Zhuge Fuliang's body before, and there was no abnormality. It's just that at this time, I feel the essence in my body passing away. The golden dragon chanted and wanted to escape.
"Wangle!"
Zhuge shook his hand, and the golden chain flew up, locked the golden dragon vein and fixed it beside him. Then he sat there quietly and fell into deep cultivation.
More than half a year have passed since this sitting, and Zhuge Fuliang seems to have turned into a statue and did not move. Only the golden dragon shadow still lingered around him, but the dragon shadow became much more blurred than before. Part of the essence in it has been refined by Zhuge Fuliang.
The purple little man is still sitting in the position of the dragon's head, which has changed from purple to purple and gold.
The value of a dragon vein is equivalent to a peerless elixir, and Zhuge Bulliang dares not refine it in one breath. Every time he ingests part of the essence of the dragon spirit vein, he has to digest it for a long time, completely turn it into his own spiritual power, and then refine it.
In this way, half a year later, the whole dragon vein was almost refined by Zhuge Fuliang.
The dragon spirit vein is actually formed by the qi of the road buried in the nine tripods of Kyushu, and it naturally has the smell of the road. Ingesting the essence of the dragon spirit vein is also a feeling for Zhuge Wuliang himself, which can be better integrated into the road of the heavens.
The dragon spirit vein was absorbed by Zhuge B no Liang. At this moment, a gust of wind and thunder came from Zhuge B no Liang's body. He opened his eyes, and the stars flashed in his eyes, like a disillusionment of the universe, the opening of heaven and earth, and the reincarnation of the road. Zhuge Fuliang couldn't help but want to roar.
The purple gold light overflows from the body, and even the purple gold light fog shoots from the seven orifices. Zhuge Buliang's body becomes transparent, the blood vessels and meridians are clearly visible, and the whole body is like glass. The whole person shows a perfect work of art.