Chapter 805 Sengoku
In the snowy land, thousands of miles are frozen, and thousands of miles are frozen. You can hear the needle setting when it is still, and you can't hear the sky shaking and the earth shaking when it is moving.
In a mountain depression, the air trembled slightly, and a figure appeared, it was Ye Tian after performing the shortcut formula.
Dead friends don't die poor.
Ye Tian touched his back with his backhand, the slight residual warmth made his heart jump violently, he took off his clothes quickly, and turned the previous clothes into flying ashes with a bang.
At the same time, concentrate and calm, restrain your spiritual consciousness, and check one by one in your body.
After three breaths, Ye Tian frowned, not only did not leave, but sat down cross-legged, taking back all the spiritual consciousness within a radius of tens of miles.
At the same time, the spiritual consciousness is like a waterfall, and the blue light is dense, and the phantom of the spiritual consciousness emerges from between the eyebrows, enveloping Ye Tian, and the whole person is as holy and white as jade, like an exiled immortal.
If there were outsiders around, seeing Ye Tian's strong spiritual sense at the moment, his jaw would drop in shock.
Spiritual consciousness is like jade, which is the symbol of the peak of the stage of transforming gods, and one step at the door can reach a higher level.
But Ye Tian's situation is different. His divine sense is unprecedentedly strong, but his own strength is only in the middle stage of transformation, which is why the bald old man pursues Ye Tian so hard.
It's just that Ye is cautious by nature. Even though he rarely shows up in the snowy battlefield, he is still worried about the final blow of the bald old man.
He always felt that it was not groundless, that even if the tactic of life and death was slightly affected, it would only be close at hand, and it would never be able to attack accurately at a distance of several hundred meters.
Therefore, Ye Tian thought that the bald old man had branded something like a mark of his spiritual consciousness on his body, but the strange thing was that he hadn't noticed the slightest bit of it because of his strong spiritual consciousness.
Just as Ye Tian was meditating, a tiny golden thread flashed across the sea of consciousness, causing Ye Tian to suddenly open his eyes.
Ordinary spiritual imprints would only lurk in inconspicuous corners of the body, but this golden thread was exceptionally active, which caught Ye Tian's attention instead.
At that moment, he mobilized his spiritual consciousness to arrest it out of the body, and with a thought, the golden thread became nothingness, but the face of the bald old man flashed past, and he couldn't stop laughing.
At that moment, Ye Tian got up suddenly, and his spiritual consciousness spread out to cover dozens of miles, waiting for the bald old man to come.
For the enemies who miss him, Ye Tian's approach has always been to cut the grass and root out, and never leave any future troubles.
Following a slight fluctuation from a distance, Ye Tian chuckled, stood up, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked to the southwest.
Until a black spot appeared, Ye Tian clasped his fists in both hands, bowed to the people who came, and said, "Fellow Daoist came from a long distance, is there anything urgent?"
The bald old man looked at Ye Tian, startled for some reason, but said in his mouth: "I have come from a thousand miles away to ask a fellow Taoist, and I hope that you will sacrifice your life to agree."
"It doesn't matter, as long as the fellow Taoist speaks out, I will definitely agree." Ye Tian's face was harmless to humans and animals, almost making the bald old man think he was in a dream.
"Give me the exercises for cultivating spiritual consciousness, and I will have the protection of the old man in the future, so that you can go on the road of cultivation unimpeded." The bald old man said as if it was a matter of course.
"Come here from a thousand miles away, just for this?" Ye Tian said in a deep voice.
"Other exercises can also be donated together." The bald old man spoke again, Ye Tian's eyes froze in his heart, and the murderous intent in his chest could hardly be suppressed.
But Ye Tian didn't speak anymore, just looked at the bald old man, with a smile on his mouth, standing tall.
The corner of the bald old man's eyes twitched, his heart was in a bad mood, he bullied him, and with a slash of his palm, Ye Tian's body instantly shattered, but there was no scene of blood flying.
"Remnant image?" The bald old man's heart skipped a beat, the wind was blowing from the back of his head, and the sword was flying across his back.
With a movement in his heart, his body abruptly moved several feet horizontally, dodging the sword coming from behind, and the sword swayed in the sound of barking, and the Taoist robe on his back instantly turned into powder, and the pain like fire came like a tide. The dead wood-like hand suddenly hit back behind him.
The blade of Ye Tian's Qingjue Chongyunjian collided with the bald old man's right hand like a dragon, and the blue-red light burst out instantly, bursting the surrounding air, and several dark cracks flashed away, revealing the ancient atmosphere instantly.
The bald old man let out a strange cry, his feet moved, his body was like lightning, and he was separated from hundreds of feet in an instant.
Ye Tian's Qing Jue rushed towards the blade of the Yunjian sword, and galloped towards the bald old man. The blade flashed with blue light, and the runes gradually became clear.
The bald old man turned his head in response, just in time to see the sword body separated, his heart sank, the golden flames on his hands disappeared in a flash, and after he stabilized his figure, he flicked his hands with ten fingers, and a golden light curtain was already propped up in the burst of golden light.
The two Qingjue Cloud Chongjians that Ye Tian differentiated could barely be blocked from the light curtain, and as the golden flames fell like waterfalls, the body of the Qingjue Cloud Chongjian darkened, as if being forged by flames. Blue smoke blows out with the wind.
The bald old man's cultivation base is profound, and the exercises on Ye Tian's body are nothing more than moving treasures to him. After all, it is not ordinary people who can possess the cultivation methods of spiritual consciousness.
With his right hand clenched into a fist, he struck heavily at the two Qingjue Chongyun Swords. The bald old man's eyes suddenly widened amidst the crackling sound, and he had a bad feeling about the changes in front of him.
To be precise, it was the change of the Qingjue Chongyun Sword in front of him that gave him this feeling, because the Qingjue Chongyun Sword changed from two to three.
As the saying goes, one life is two, two is three, and three is all things.
But the most difficult thing is not the birth of all things, but the previous one life two and two life three. This is the most difficult stage of the technique.
The bald old man has been immersed in this way for seventy years, and his achievements are considered to be superior to his peers, but Ye Tian's performance at this moment makes him have the urge to cough up blood.
He is less than twenty years old, and his swordsmanship has reached the level of Daoyun. In time, he will be the enemy of his peers.
Thinking of this, the bald old man felt blocked, and at the same time, he also wanted to seize Ye Tian's Qing Jue Chongyun Sword.
The formula in his hand changed, and the golden flame turned into a giant snake that devoured the sky. The snake letter spat out a ball of golden flames at Ye Tian in the distance, blocking Ye Tian from the outside.
Opening his giant mouth, he swallowed the Qing Jue Chongyun Sword directly, raised his head and let out a snake cry, the sound shook for dozens of miles, the ground began to collapse like sand in the wind and snow, and the sky was filled with purple air, it was the golden flame The purple poison gas produced after burning, the darker the color, the stronger the poison, but these have a lot to do with the caster.
In other words, once the caster dies, all the poisonous golden flames will cease to exist.
Ye Tian knew this truth very well, but the purple poison gas in front of him caused him a lot of trouble, so he frowned and thought about it.
Touching it in the storage bag, the next moment the bald old man flapped his nose, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, looking at Ye Tiandao: "What is it? Take it out!"
Ye Tian turned his palm over, and a thumb-sized light green fairy stone appeared in his palm.
Seeing this, the bald old man immediately stretched his neck, looked at the fairy stone in Ye Tian's hand, and even the golden flame trembled violently.
The fairy stone is not very useful to ordinary practitioners, but to the bald old man in the transformation stage, the meaning is very different.
The immortal energy contained in a piece of fairy stone is equivalent to the spiritual energy gathered in a year of penance, but the number of fairy stones is rare compared to the spiritual energy, and can only be obtained by luck.
Some are hidden in secret realms, auctions, or large sects, but most of these are secret places, which are not enough for outsiders to know.
Moreover, the immortal energy contained in the immortal stone is the cornerstone for embarking on a higher path of cultivation. Only with the immortal energy in one's body can the changes in the body be completely out of the ordinary, and from then on, one can sense the immortal charm of the world.
Climbing a mountain and looking far away, living next to the sky is no longer a legend, but has become an indispensable step on the road of practice. From then on, the immortals will never leave, the five internal organs will breed the immortal spirit, and the rhyme of the Tao will flow and be externalized in every breath.
"Hahaha, I have practiced for the whole life. I thought that the fairy road had long been out of touch with me. I never thought that God would treat me well and send you to me. Good luck, good luck!" The bald old man looked at the piece. Immortal stone, the wrinkles on his face stretched out like knives almost instantly.
"Knock your head on the road of cultivating immortals, and you and I in the world of mortals can't fill your desires." Ye Tian heard these words from an old bamboo craftsman before he died, and he is giving it to the bald old man for free at this moment.
But the bald old man didn't necessarily understand.
"Yellow-mouthed child, you need to be naughty. You should have heard this saying. If you meet me today, I will leave you a whole body. Don't meet me again in the next life." The bald old man said. Jin Yan exploded and rushed towards Ye Tian instantly.
Ye Tian squeezed the formula with his hands, and the * character flew out of Ye Tian's hand instantly like a living thing, and sank into the giant snake in front of the bald old man. The golden flames suddenly flourished, and instantly devoured the bald old man.
A pitch-black hole appeared in the sky in an instant, and the stars in the sky turned around, making the view dazzled, and the power of endless stars sprinkled down.
Ye Tian was in a bad mood, and the "Nine Turns Xiantian Yinxing Jue" in his body moved silently. In an instant, the color of purple and gold all over his body came out, echoing with the power of the stars in the black hole. The stars walk on foot.
After the bald old man was in a daze for a while, his fingers were like electricity and steel hooks, coming towards Ye Tian's chest and abdomen like the wind, and the golden flames of his fingertips flowed like water. The moment his fingertips touched Ye Tian, Ye Tian's body instantly Disappear.
"Ye Tian, come back soon!" A distant voice came from the black hole silently, making both the bald old man and Ye Tian in the black hole startled.
The aura of the avenue dissipated, and a trace of fairy charm slowly flowed in the snow field. The bald old man felt remorseful, but he had no choice but to look at the golden giant snake not far away. As soon as his mind moved, he was about to take out the Qing Jue Chongyun Sword.
But the next moment there was a bang, and the Qing Jue Chongyun sword in the belly of the golden giant snake turned into one, and disappeared in the sky in a flash, leaving the bald old man terrified in his heart.
Could it be that he turned into a fairy and ascended the road of immortality?
But that didn't seem to be the case, the bald old man turned around and left without leaving a trace of the sky.
However, Ye Tian in the black hole is more nervous than ever. Others may not know the sound just now, but Ye Tian knows it clearly, the big brother of the Sword Grinding Gate——Liu Qing!
"Immortal stones are the most scarce thing in the sect. No matter who it is, all the immortal stones must be turned in and distributed by the sect." Ye Tian, who had just appeared, heard such a sentence before he knew what happened.
He frowned, knowing that something was wrong.