Chapter 267: The drought lotus gets rain, the pure yang refines the golden body, the beginning of the long stage of martial arts to become a god, extremely powerful, the star plate is bright!
The heavy snow was still falling, but the Taoist's hand holding the fishing rod seemed as solid as copper or iron, and it stood still.
"My path has never been broken."
"I practice the Pure Yang Dao and combine it with the "Ba Wu Zhen Qi"!"
With a thought, the Taoist's vision reappeared, and the intentions of the five gods played in his mind like slides.
Break through the enemy's formation, kill the gods, destroy the earth, punish the sky. Dig out the hidden spirit in the flesh, light up the acupoints all over the body, illuminate the spirit in the body, and the golden gods in the acupoints will shine brightly.
And so another two hundred years passed.
At this time, bubbles began to gurgle on the bank of the river in front of the Taoist.
The snow and ice are gradually melting.
The bamboo pole in his hand actually sprouted new buds.
“My way has never stopped.”
"I practice the Pure Yang Dao, combining the Great Power of the Blue Ox Splitting the Sky."
The thought arose again, and a phantom suddenly appeared in the Taoist's eyes.
The intentions of the four great gods surged and rotated in his sea of consciousness.
The true spirit of heaven and earth, the Azure Divine Bull, is blessed with innate knowledge and infinite divine power.
It can carry mountains and split the seas. It dares to crash into the pillars of heaven and strike the sky, and it acts with abandon.
With the mastery of the top-level breathing method, the strength of the physical body became boundless, and the number of body spirits could be seen increasing again, totaling the number of the twenty-eight constellations in the sky.
As the Taoist's comprehension deepened, he saw changes occurring in his body, with one golden divine acupoint after another being lit up.
This time, it is the eight important acupoints on the spine.
At this point in his cultivation, his body and mind have already illuminated the number of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Stars.
Time passed slowly, and as the Taoist's comprehension of the various true skills in his sea of consciousness deepened, the energy in his body gradually underwent subtle changes.
A golden flame began to emerge from the Taoist's body, melting the snowflakes that fell on his body, and the snow water was immediately evaporated by the golden flame.
The Taoist raised his head to the sky, his lips moving, but no sound came out for a long time, as if he had been sitting in meditation for many years and had become awkward with speaking.
a long time.
A long sigh came from between heaven and earth.
"My path is not yet complete."
"Like a lotus in drought getting the power of rain."
"It is the Pure Yang Alchemy Body."
"Extreme Yuan is endless, refine with me!"
All in one word.
Fire burst out from all over the Taoist priest's body, lighting up half of the sky red. Strangely, the stone beneath him was not damaged at all.
As time goes by, the river water rises and falls, falls and rises again; the sun rises in the east, sets in the west, and then rises again.
The Taoist's body was rubbing violently with the extreme energy, and the surface of his body was slowly transforming into a dark gilded color. What a dazzling color it was, smooth, flawless, and eye-catching.
Inside the Taoist's body, deep in his bone marrow, faint but dazzling flames emerged, and his entire body was like a furnace.
At this moment, the Taoist's vitality dropped rapidly, and soon he was almost on the verge of death.
“Like a phoenix, it dies and then rises again.”
"Like the sun and the moon, dim and bright again."
"I am a Taoist priest of Pure Yang."
"I, understand (liao)."
"The way of pure Yang, supplemented by the true meaning of dragon and tiger, the true meaning of myriad changes, the true meaning of hegemony, and the true meaning of great divine power, has reached its end. I am not afraid to burn myself to ashes, just to find a trace of pure extreme Yin power hidden under the pure Yang in my body."
"After the yang is at its extreme and the yin is born, it seizes that slight opportunity for balance and gives birth to pure yang power that is even stronger than the pure yin power, completing the sublimation of the pure yang power and then giving birth again, like nirvana."
"If you fail, you will die."
“Without yin, there can be no yang; without extreme yin, there can be no extreme yang.”
"To restrain the extreme yin in the world is to create the purest and most yang power in the world!"
When the Taoist thought of this, his eyes were filled with joy and happiness, and he was filled with the joy of hearing the truth in the morning and being able to die in the evening.
"My Pure Yang Great Way has no end and no stopping."
“Break the balance, pure yang, yin will be born from yang, build a new balance, break the balance, and the cycle repeats.”
"This is the Pure Yang Refining."
The Taoist's voice was like rolling spring thunder, spreading in all directions.
Circles of heat spread out, layers of ice and snow melted, revealing the ground that had been frozen for years. As time passed, a green grass slowly emerged from the ground.
This is life, this is, the new balance.
Suddenly, a faint flame began to burn on the green grass. The Taoist flicked his sleeves and extinguished the flame on the green grass.
I already know how vast the universe is, but I still pity the green plants!
Only he can walk his path. The grass is innocent and he cannot bear to damage it. If he follows his example, he will die! If he does not restrain himself at this moment, he will spontaneously plunder all the surrounding forces that can be called yang attributes, breaking the yin and yang balance in the body and replenishing himself, which is comparable to a moving natural disaster.
The Taoist was like a furnace, with circles of golden light rippling out, melting countless ice and snow on it. The thousands of mountains were devoid of birds, and the thousands of paths were deserted. The scene of an old man in a straw raincoat and a straw hat fishing in the cold river alone in a boat suddenly turned into the Jiangnan area outside the Great Wall.
As time went by, a bird flew by and dropped some droppings, which brought the seeds of unknown flowers. After a while, the area where the Taoist was located became full of birdsong and flowers.
At the same time, circles of golden light emanated from the soles of the Taoist's feet, constantly winding upwards, disappearing after reaching the Baihui acupoint, and continuing this cycle over and over again.
After the Taoist had been fishing here for a thousand years, suddenly one morning, the last inch of his bone marrow turned into dark gold.
At this point, the Taoist's entire body, from the inside out, was gilded as one, without a single trace of other colors; his internal organs, bones, and meridians were all pure and one.
With a thought, the golden color on the surface of his skin slowly faded away, first becoming like white jade, and then turning into bronze, as if this color was more in line with his inner aesthetic.
It seemed stronger, more domineering, and more powerful! At this time, the cotton thread on the bamboo pole in the Taoist's hand suddenly tightened.
"Hey, it's catchy!"
“Just in time!”
While laughing loudly, the Taoist stood up and caught a golden carp weighing hundreds of pounds without a hook.
After Chun Yang's refining reached perfection, a golden mark appeared on the palm of his hand, which was extremely mysterious and powerful.
The Taoist has been fishing for a thousand years, fishing alone for his martial arts luck! Carp stewed in an iron pot.
After eating wind and drinking snow for a thousand years, the Taoist finally had a full meal.
After sucking the last bite of fish, the Taoist suddenly laughed out loud and bowed.
"I bow to you and I will control the martial arts of my life!"
"Pure Yang Holy Seal, open the sky and light!"
Between heaven and earth, a twenty-meter-tall gilded Taoist figure suddenly appeared. On the Taoist's back, a ferocious five-clawed golden dragon was slowly swimming. On each of his arms, there was a tattoo of a vicious tiger, standing on both sides like a mirror. On his waist and abdomen, there was a green divine bull with white air coming out of its nostrils. It kept kicking its hind legs, with a fierce look in its eyes, as if it wanted to knock someone away.
"Ba Ti, open it for me!"
As soon as the words fell, a five-meter-tall purple-gold figure suddenly stood between heaven and earth, with purple hair and purple eyes, and was even more domineering than before! The terrifying muscles around his body were like reactive armor, smooth, graceful, powerful, and full of texture. Even a glimpse of him gave people an unforgettable feeling of arrogance and power.
It was like a terrifying demon lord descending to the world.
A stream of white gas spurted out of the purple-gold figure's nostrils, and two shallow pits appeared on the ground. With a casual step of his big feet, the cracks in the ground suddenly stretched for a hundred meters.
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"Use my true energy to seize the fortune of heaven and earth!"
"I am the Pure Yang who shocks the world!"
The Taoist laughed heartily, and all his strong power dissipated, his joy spreading in all directions.
Wherever he stood, birds were singing and flowers were blooming.
In the distance, he could see the snow-covered mountains, illuminating the southern sky, which was worthy of being included in a painting! The picture ended abruptly here!
…. …. “Run!”
"We can't stop! There is hope only when we are alive!"
A green beam of light made an arc-shaped maneuver at low altitude, and the strong wind it created pushed the yellow leaves on the treetops down, making them rustle. Some of the leaves that were very yellow and withered even swirled down.
A thin young man wearing a plain white mask was fleeing in panic while holding a young girl who was vomiting blood.
He held a white star disk in his hand and poured his spirit into it. A strange wave spread in all directions.
"Brother Kui, put me down and run for your life. You are a man of Zizaitian, maybe Wang Xingba dare not kill you!" The young girl in the young man's arms said weakly with a pale face.
This was an extremely beautiful and noble woman, wearing a fox fur coat as white as snow, with a fiery red butterfly ribbon tied on her black hair, and green embroidered shoes on her feet. Through the thin silk stockings, the tiny blue veins on the back of her feet could be seen.
This is enough to prove that her skin is as white and smooth as snow.
"Don't be afraid, Xiaoxue. I will definitely take you out. If we die, we will die together!" the thin young man growled, clenching his teeth, a trace of blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
At this time, a young man holding a golden knife, with thick lips on the top and thin lips on the bottom, followed the green escape light and shot out a stream of knife energy like a cat playing with a mouse. "Kui Mulang, is this the level of your Twenty-Eight Mansions in Zizai Heaven?"
"Has anyone told you that the way you ran away in panic really made you look like a dog, haha!"
"It's really hard to live up to the reputation. Zizai Tian, who has such a great reputation, is such a waste."
"Why don't you stop and watch from the side, and I'll give it to you when I get tired of playing with it!"
The young man was hanging behind him, laughing like a psycho.
"Wang Xingba, don't be so arrogant. I am the Star Lord of Zizai Heaven, and my cultivation is unparalleled. How can you say anything about it?"
"If you don't believe it, Pojun Star Lord will be here to kill you in less than half a cup of tea." The thin young man began to make up stories.
The star plates of Zizai Tian are strictly hierarchical, and even a low-level star plate cannot sense the position of the blue star plate held by the Star Lord.
Although he sent out a signal for help, the probability that there was a Star God nearby who was willing to help was extremely low.
"Brother Kui, don't run away. There's no hope."
"You've had such bad luck in your life. You've never won a finger-guessing game. Only one out of a hundred dumplings has peppercorns in it. For ten years, you've always been the first to grab the dumpling with stuffing."
"Not to mention the others. Brother Kui, give up. We can't defeat the Tyrant Sword Saint Heaven Sect. We might as well... die together."
"Let's blow ourselves up together!"
The girl in Kuimulang's arms couldn't help but complain. As soon as these words came out, the expression on the thin young man's face dimmed.
He had bad luck in the first half of his life.
Fortunately, he had a strong personality and excellent talent. He overcame all obstacles along the way and reached the eighth level of the True Man Realm before he was thirty. He then joined the Free Heaven and became Kuimu Lang, one of the Twenty-Eight Constellations.
"Young master, she's just a woman. It's better not to play with her. There's no point. Zizai Tian is not someone you want to mess with. Since you've messed with her, you'd better kill her. Otherwise, there will be endless trouble." Suddenly, a skinny old man following Wang Xingba frowned.
This is Wang Xingba’s protector.
Wang Xingba is the only descendant of the master of Ba Dao Sheng Tian Men. He is gifted but has a somewhat abnormal personality. His father was worried when he went out for training, so he asked his second uncle, who is also the third elder of Ba Dao Sheng Tian Men, to protect him.
"Well!" Wang Xingba lost interest after hearing that and was about to take action.
At this moment, the thin young man suddenly started shouting as if he was neurotic.
"The Star Lord is nearby and will appear within three breaths."
"stop!"
"Wang Xingba, do you want to know the news about the left arm of the Qilin Holy Armor? If the Three Breath Star Lord doesn't come, I will tell you everything. Otherwise, you will never get any news from me."
"I learned this by accident from an ancient book. It is absolutely true."
At the last moment, a look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on Kuimulang's face.
His white star disk suddenly flashed with light.
He had been unlucky for most of his life, but today was the one day he was lucky.
Could it be that all the good character he had accumulated for half his life was used up at this moment? "Kui Mulang, are you serious? Do you really know the whereabouts of such a magical item? If it is true, I will let you and Miss Xianxue go and let you two live together. This is no joke."
A sinister look flashed across the eyes of the young man with the golden knife. If he had known that this man knew such a secret, he would have asked his second uncle to capture the two men earlier. How could he play the cat and mouse game?
Fortunately, it is not too late now. He immediately sent a message to his second uncle behind him and quickly captured the two men.
At this moment, something strange happened.
I can’t finish writing. I’m too sleepy.
The subsequent plot is all about manipulating people and their combat power, the Taoist Master Yi of Chunyang who is so terrifying to the world.
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(End of this chapter)