Chapter 340 Xianxia
Qingxiu doesn't know where to go, and the years don't count the years.
Decades flew by like a flick of a finger, and the Ziyan Palace in Hanguang Demon City was also sealed off for forty years.
The dull sound spread throughout the palace, and a gap slowly appeared in the dust-sealed palace gate.
A light and shadow rushed over quickly, and the maid in pink gauze lowered her body, her expression slightly concentrated, and she stared fixedly at the palace gate of Ziyan Palace.
This Ziyan Palace is exactly where the fourth Taoist of Hanguang Demon City practiced.
The heavy palace door was gently pushed open, revealing the white palm hidden under Jinqing's robe.
After a few breaths, the palace door opened wide, but the face of the pink-gauze maid changed dramatically, staring at the figure walking out of the Purple Smoke Palace, her eyes full of surprise.
The figure seemed to have sensed the gaze of the pink-veiled maid, and looked sideways very casually.
A distorted azure rainbow shot out from his eyes, cutting off half of the snow jade earrings of the pink veil maid.
The maid in pink gauze stretched out her palm in a daze, stroking her fair cheek subconsciously.
The rainbow just now was just the front of the profound energy that he inadvertently revealed, but it was enough to completely destroy his soul. As long as the rainbow was half an inch higher, he would have already passed away in reincarnation.
The figure under the Purple Mist Palace looked away from the face of the veiled maid, looked in the direction of the Yao Kingdom's imperial city, and said with a chuckle, "Where is Princess Hanguang?"
If he had spoken like this before, the maid in pink yarn would definitely have scolded and blamed her, but now she is slowly approaching, blessed with blessings, lowered her head, and said respectfully: "I will lead His Highness Daozi to .”
In the inner palace of Hanguang Demon City, countless eyes were watching here, watching the figure in the brocade robe woven with blue and blue clouds.
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ancient temple.
The illusory figure of Princess Hanguang came out from the platform, looked down at the beautiful young man standing quietly below, with inexplicable eyes, and said, "Ji Yuenian, do you know that you have spent my Hanguang for decades?" How many spirit resources are there in the demon city?"
Ji Yuenian's eyes were calm, and he said: "If the princess wants to get a seat at the front of the Taoist Festival, I will give it to you."
"In just forty years, your temperament has changed a little bit," Princess Hanguang's voice is still ethereal and sweet, "But what you said is right, my goal is to get a seat at the front of the Daoist of Picking the Clouds. , you seem quite sure."
Ji Yue said in a young voice: "Top thirty."
"An dare to speak nonsense!" Princess Hanguang's eyes narrowed slightly, and she scolded softly, "You are just a wilderness cultivator in a barren land, what virtue and ability do you have, and you can be included in the top 30 seats in the Daoist Association?"
Ji Yuenian looked up at her, without any change in his expression.
After a few breaths, Princess Hanguang's expression softened a little, and said: "You and Hanshuang, Liuyue, and Xu Qingyan, no matter who they are, as long as they can make Hanguang Yaocheng rank in the top forty, they will all have great treasures." bestow."
Although Hanguang Demon City is one of the six major demon cities in Zhuzi Demon Kingdom, it is considered as a complete land boundary in the Daoist Festival of Harvesting Clouds. There are hundreds of land boundaries in the extreme northern border, and the creatures who come to participate in the Daoist Association are all He is the evildoer among the evildoers and the Tianjiao among the Tianjiao.
In the past, Hanguang Yaocheng's seats were only between fifty and seventy, and it had never been in the top forty.
"Let's go."
Princess Hanguang waved his sleeve robe, watching Ji Yuenian's figure disappear into the ancient palace, with a rare hesitation in his expression.
"This kid's mind and mind are too rare, and his comprehension is extremely terrifying. In just forty years, he has actually repaired the "Nine Turns of Voiceless Music" to the fifth turn, which is really shocking," Princess Hanguang narrowed his eyes slightly. Eyes, heart secretly thinking about gains and losses, "But if we really follow the promise and help him cut off the karma of the original Yuanyan Land Realm, it will be too much of a waste of soul. It's a pity that this child can't be kept for my use in the end."
After thinking about it, the depths of his eyes were vaguely filled with cold killing intent.
Suddenly, a translucent light curtain distorted and appeared from the ancient temple, and Qingling's pleasant voice came out of it: "Han Guang, I heard that the fourth son you chose came from a remote and barren borderland. thing?"
Princess Hanguang's expression was slightly gloomy, looking at the pretty girl in blue dress in the light curtain, she said, "What's the matter with you?"
"Why have nothing to do with me?" The girl in blue giggled, "Did you forget that you and I made an agreement in Jinsheng Palace that the seats for this Daoist meeting will be allocated to the six demon cities on the bright side? In addition to Xianxia, you and I have privately bet twenty Xianxia, but I have been watching you."
Princess Hanguang's complexion became even more ugly, and with a wave of her sleeve, she directly smashed the light curtain in the ancient palace to pieces.
Hanchi Demon City is the largest demon city second only to the Imperial City of the Demon Kingdom. Its heritage is much higher than that of Hanguang Demon City, and its seating is around 30. Hanguang Demon City cannot compare with it at all.
"Since I dare to make an agreement with you, am I really not prepared at all?" Princess Hanguang sneered and said to herself in a low voice, her illusory figure gradually disappeared on the platform, "Han Shuang and Liu Yue The two of you will definitely surprise you this time."
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Ziyan Palace.
Ji Yuenian sat on the floor in the hall, with a miraculous azure halo lingering all over his body, and there was a magnificent streamer trembling between his sleeves and hair.
In the past forty years, he has not only completely settled the soul of Shenhai Yunling, but also consolidated the connection between the soul and the true spirit. This body condensed by the divine power of the water is almost completely compatible with the true spirit, enough to Fully exert its terrifying power.
"Prajna Heart Sutra", the state of first pass.
"The Mantra of Crossing the Spirit Buddha", the realm of minor success.
"Nine Turns of Unvoiced Sound", the realm of furnace fire; "Heart Sword", the realm of furnace fire.
And now "Xian Mi Miao Tong Bu Die Body", which is most suitable for the soul, has been cultivated to the state of great accomplishment by him!
After experiencing the incident in the empty mountain, Ji Yuenian realized very deeply that if one method is perfect, all methods are perfect. It doesn't take a lot of supernatural powers and spells, and it takes countless hours of hard work before they can exert their due power.
It would take thousands of years for an ordinary creature to cultivate a supernatural power to the point of furnace fire, but Ji Yuenian's spiritual background was truly revealed at this time.
The soul condensed in the "Prajna Heart Sutra", the bones cast in "Xian Mi Miao Tong Bu Die", and the body condensed by the divine power of Chishui, coupled with the terrifying increase of psychic karma fire, the foundation of the Taoism of the nine-petal lotus platform The huge benefits provided, the superposition of these various factors, finally created the speed of his practice of supernatural powers to an extremely terrifying level.
Over the past 40 years of accumulating cultivation and studying supernatural powers, it is actually worth thousands of years of hard work for ordinary creatures.
A light and shadow distorted from His Highness, and the figure of the old man in civilian clothes condensed. He glanced at Ji Yuenian, his gaze was a little condensed, and said: "The speed of your cultivation is a bit shocking."
Ji Yuenian stood up, remained silent for a while, and said, "Since you showed up, could it be that there is a causal connection between that person and me?"
The old man in civilian clothes shook his head slightly, and said: "Not for the time being, but I need to go to Liusha River, and I won't show up before the end of the Taoist Festival. Take care of yourself, and don't provoke Princess Hanguang in a hurry during this time. "
After saying this, before Ji Yuenian could open his mouth, the figure of the old man in civilian clothes turned into a wisp of green smoke and dissipated in the hall.
Ji Yuenian knew very clearly that the old man didn't care about himself, but the unknown person who had a causal relationship with him.