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Time passes minute by minute.
A golden and jade-colored light beam suddenly shot out from the left atrium of Li Lan's body and disappeared in a flash.
A ball of light shining with the color of gold and jade burst out from his body, and then gradually disappeared. However, the power slowly released from his body was countless times more powerful. There was a faint shadow behind him. The illusory pattern of the Immortal King fighting against the Nine Heavens became more and more realistic, unleashing divine power and making Li Lan look like a divine king had descended. There was a strange magical power that was irresistible.
Slowly opening his eyes, Li Lan calmed down the aura of gold and jade in his body.
The mysterious energy he cultivates is actually a type of mutated mysterious energy. It is derived from the mysterious energy of metal and wood. It also has unique power. Each type of mutated mysterious energy is sharper than the ordinary invisible mysterious energy, such as Ding Hao's prison. Ice Xuan Qi is actually the water attribute Xuan Qi among the Five Elements.
Li Lan was slightly surprised as he felt the new power in his body, especially the speed of Xuan Qi movement reaching a new level.
"This shouldn't be the power of the Erqiao Grandmaster. It is far beyond the power. Why is it like this?"
Li Lan frowned and thought.
On the road to martial arts, every step must be taken steadily. An inexplicable increase in strength is not necessarily a good thing. It is likely to leave some hidden dangers. However, this thinking has no special results. The only question is , Ding Hao’s profound energy just entered his body...
"Is it because of this? Ahao's profound energy can resonate and inspire with my profound energy to achieve some kind of effect similar to dual cultivation?"
Li Lan's expression changed.
He turned to look.
Not far away, Ding Hao sat quietly in Xiao Ming's formation, his whole body surging with flames, and he kept making handprints with his hands.
The fingers opened and closed like a phantom, leaving behind an afterimage that was like a bright lotus blooming, extremely coquettish. Those golden flames contained extremely terrifying power, enough to instantly kill a strong man in the realm of the King of Martial Arts. It turned into ashes, but now it was like a well-behaved elf, intimately surrounding Ding Hao, and under the command of his ten fingers, he wrapped more than a dozen precious medicines.
Ding Hao's movements are extremely graceful.
Under the golden eyes, that delicate face became more dazzling and handsome.
"God really loves Ah Hao so much that all good things seem to be concentrated on him."
Li Lan sighed softly.
"Why you?"
He looked at Ding Hao's face quietly. The expression on his face was really complicated. He was gnashing his teeth, frowning, and smiling.
The atmosphere in the big tent was slightly strange.
time flies.
Beads of sweat broke out on Ding Hao's forehead.
The flame controlled by the ten fingers gradually became weaker, and a refreshing medicinal fragrance filled the air. Just a slight breath made people feel refreshed, and wisps of green flames wandered away, as if they were a Like a tiny tentacle, it wrapped around Ding Hao.
"Wandering around the world, Jiuyang is alive... the elixir is completed!"
Ding Hao suddenly opened his eyes, and divine light burst into his eyes. He pulled his hands, stretched his long sleeves, and flew through the void very quickly. With the precise method of collecting pills, more than a dozen green light groups dispersed like streams of light in an instant. , Ding Hao fished them all out in his left hand.
With a flick of his right hand's parallel fingers, dozens of Chinese characters fell down, sealing all twelve green elixirs.
Pills are spiritual, especially high-level pills. They are the crystallization of countless magical pills. Refining the pill is a process of creation. The pill refined by a true magic pill master has a soul and consciousness. The spirit will escape on its own the moment it becomes a pill. If it is not sealed, it will escape soon.
Ding Hao spread his palms.
Twelve longan-sized, crystal clear, round elixirs like emeralds, with their brilliance restrained, lying quietly in Ding Hao's hand, exuding a sense of divinity.
"This is... a seventh-level elixir? Have you become a divine alchemist?" Li Lan exclaimed in surprise.
If you can refine sixth-level elixirs, you have already broken away from the level of ordinary alchemists and can become a divine alchemist.
Looking at the entire Snow State, only Chen Nanchao, the Pill King of Snow State, can barely be regarded as a half-magic alchemist. However, countless sects in Snow State have treated him politely and did not dare to show any slights. Unexpectedly, Ding Hao has surpassed him now. Chen Nanchao, known as the King of Dan...
Li Lan lost his composure.
Although he had long known that Ding Hao could refine elixirs, Li Lan never expected that Ding Hao's attainments in elixirs would reach such an extent.
Ding Hao chuckled. He was in a good mood and was about to show off a few words.
at this time-
"Brother Ding, we have reached an agreement with those old monsters, and we can start the next section of the ancient road..." Song Que's voice came from outside.
Li Lan frowned and put on his coat immediately.
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The night is like blood.
The air was still filled with the faint smell of blood.
Above the mountain gate of Wenjian Sect, the lights were brightly lit, like daylight.
This is the first night without fighting in such a long time. Many disciples of Wenjian Sect are seizing the time to heal their injuries, circulate their profound energy, and restore their strength.
In front of the temporary command tent of the sect's senior leaders located next to the third staircase area, at least fifty or sixty senior leaders of the Wenjian Sect gathered.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the big tent.
There were only three people in the big tent.
The three people who decide the fate of Wenjian Sect.
What made everyone worried was that there was a faint sound of quarreling among them. Among them, Tang Folei, the leader of the Wenxing Hall, had the loudest voice. He seemed to be extremely angry and argued loudly. Occasionally, the leader Li Jianyi would also refute a few words. sentence, but Qi Qingshan did not speak from beginning to end.
Unfortunately, the large tent was blessed by the inscription formation, which cut off most of the power and sound. The people outside could only vaguely tell that these three people were arguing.
But they didn't know what the three giants were arguing about.
About an hour later, Tang Buddha, the head of the Wenxing Hall, walked out of the room with tears in his eyes. He snorted coldly and without looking at the crowd, he rose into the air and disappeared in the distance to the Wenxing Hall.
After a while, the leader Li Jianyi also slowly walked out of the tent.
Everyone's eyes were focused on him.
Everyone is worried.
At this stormy moment, the Big Three must not be divided.
Otherwise, the situation in Wenjian Sect would be even worse.
Feeling everyone's concerned gazes, Li Jianyi seemed to be extremely tired, smiled slightly, and said: "Let's all disperse. Take the time to rest and prepare. There may be another battle tomorrow. Junior Brother Tang and I are just It’s just a little conflict, it’s okay.”
Only then did everyone leave with doubts.
Waiting until everyone had dispersed, Li Jianyi looked up at the bloody full moon, shook his head slightly, with a desolate look, turned around and walked towards the distant stone cliff step by step, walking slowly, as if he was thinking about something.
The mountain breeze tugged at his robe.
At this moment, the most powerful martial arts master in Snow State, his thin back looked a little lonely and desolate under the moonlight, like an ordinary old man, lost in deep thoughts and a little helpless.
There was a sound of footsteps behind him.
"You... are here." Li Jianyi was slightly startled.
Although he didn't look back, he immediately knew who was coming.
"What happened? You and Senior Brother Tang..." Luo Lan, the master of Shuijian Peak, was dressed in a sky-blue palace gauze dress. She came out of the world with nobility, just like a fairy from the Nine Heavens, with a trace of trace on her unparalleled face. worried, slowly approaching.
A wry smile appeared on Li Jianyi's lips: "It's nothing, it's just... my ideas are a little different."
Roland walked over gently.
She didn't ask any more questions, and stood quietly next to Li Jianyi, side by side, looking down at the vast land below. The mountain wind stirred her long hair, flying in the wind, like a couple of gods and immortals.
Sighing, Roland said worriedly: "Actually, the estrangement between you has not been completely resolved after so many years, right? The last time I used Ding Hao to overcome the tribulation, he planned to kill the traitors within the sect. It seemed that they were working together, but in fact Is it for the interests of Wenjian Sect? Alas, how can it be so easy to restore a broken mirror to its original state... "
Li Jianyi was noncommittal.
He turned to look at the woman beside him, his eyes were calmer and softer than ever before, and he smiled and said: "After so many years, little junior sister, you are still so smart."
Roland smiled slightly, and a rare sweetness appeared on his face, and it disappeared in a flash.
Li Jianyi slowly stretched out his hand, and after it paused slightly in the air, as if he had made up his mind, he ran his fingers through Roland's messy long hair, helping to gently tuck the green hair of the beauty in palace clothes behind her ears, and gently Authentic: "If I really have no chance of escaping tomorrow, Alan, are you willing to forgive me for my persistence over the years?"
Roland sighed: "What's the use of talking about this now."
"Are you still resenting me?" Li Jianyi smiled bitterly: "Indeed, I am not a good father, I am too selfish..."
"You are indeed not a good father. You sacrificed our children for Wenjian Sect." Roland said quietly: "However, there is no sect leader in the entire Snow State who will contribute everything like you do." To the sect.”
"Is today's calamity of asking swords the retribution of God for me?" Looking back on the past, Li Jianyi suddenly realized that he didn't know whether his persistence over the years was right or wrong.
"Maybe it's not retribution, but a test, an opportunity to rise from the ashes?" Roland suddenly stretched out his hand and gently held Li Jianyi's palm.
Who can believe that the palm of the dignified head of the first sect in Snow State is actually rough, which is the callus left by holding the sword all the time. The time he holds the sword is really too long, even if he is wearing a full body Even the most powerful profound energy cultivation cannot erase this scar.