I Am Not Really The Second Generation Of Immortals

"My body is really an insulator! Why don't you believe it?" An Bu was in a hurry.

Su Mu pouted with a smile and waved his hand, saying: "Okay, okay! What kind of insulator you are, fairy body, as long as you are fine, we will not explore too many of your secrets..."

Su Huohuo also laughed, holding An Bulang's shoulders and said with pleasure: "Unexpectedly, An Bulang who is not afraid of the sky, or is he afraid of the teacher?"

An Bulang just reacted. How dare you just sing and tease him?

Although teased, An Bulang's rare, lifeless emotions.

He turned away with a straight face and said, "Go, go, I will go upstairs to see a better view."

Su Huohuo hurried to keep up: "You're always taking care of yourself, I'm not responsible for it!"

Su Mujing sat in the middle of the seventy-five, looking at the two who had left and talked about leaving, couldn't help but pursed his lips, looked at the leaving back, his eyes full of tenderness.

After she watched the two leave, she practiced meditation, but it didn't take long for her skin to suddenly be covered with frost, and her delicate body shivered uncontrollably.

Cold, extreme cold!

Su Mu clenched her teeth and insisted, under her desperate traction, the yang energy in the yin and yang energy around the void quickly poured into her body, gradually melting the frost on her body...

It took a while for the woman's trembling body to return to calm...

"Huh..." Su Mu breathed a sigh of relief, and her beautiful eyes looked at the stars that gradually appeared outside the window.

...

"Student An Bulang, slow down, you slow down..."

Su Huohuo followed An Bulang, and Rao had to slowly adapt to the rapid changes in the concentration of yin and yang.

"Good... I'll wait for you." An Bulang slowed down.

In fact, he also felt a little discomfort. But the more this is, the more excited his body is, as if there is a large fat in front of him waiting to be picked.

Su Huohuo panted, keeping pace. He would never have thought in his life that when he touched the Cloud Pagoda, he would not be able to keep up with the footsteps of a spiritualist monk.

"What layer are we in now?" Su Huohuo asked.

"The eighty-sixth floor..." An Bulang said lightly.

Su Huohu looked at An Bulang as if he had seen a ghost: "You... haven't you felt yet?"

An Bulang shook his head and said: "I feel a little bit, I feel that there are two extremely terrible and harmonious forces that are constantly impacting my body, making my body excited and excited..."

Su Huohuo: "..."

The two continued to walk towards the tower. On the 87th floor, they saw a woman in an orange dress with a moth eyebrow, beautiful and beautiful, as beautiful as a hibiscus in the distant mountains.

Hearing the rare footsteps, the woman opened her eyes.

"Su Huohuo, An Anlang? You also come to practice."

"Hi! Oranges!" Su Huohuo laughed.

An Bulang respected a little and said, "Sister Juzi!"

This woman is the leader of the Moon League, Ju Zi.

"Don't see me, just call me an orange." Ju Zi looked at An Bulang, smiling softly and touchingly, both in manners and tone of speech, impeccable, not only beautiful, but also very comfortable, which was given to Before An Bulang saw the real fairy...

"Okay, orange." An Bulang replied with a smile.

Su Huohuo was impatient and immediately said: "Okay, I won't say much. I will take An Bulang to see where I am practicing. Let's go first."

Talking, he pulled An Bulang away.

"Go slowly, be careful of Yin-Yang imbalance." Ju Zi reminded softly.

"I know!" The words came, Su Huohuo and An Bulang had disappeared on the 87th floor.

After calming down, Ju Zi practiced calmly again, but after thinking about it, she always felt that something was wrong...

Suddenly, she realized what she was, and she was almost agitated with emotion!

"What's the matter! Isn't An Bulang a monk in Spiritual Realm! How did he get here?"

"I'm going! Is this world crazy, or am I crazy?!"

Ju Zi suddenly exclaimed, and there was no fairy demeanor at all.

When she looked at the stairs again, they were no longer visible...

The eighty-ninth floor.

An Bulang saw another acquaintance.

"Hi! Baili, what a coincidence!"

An Bulang said hello this time.

Bai Li opened his eyes and saw the appearance of people he often remembered during this time.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of eccentricity and absurdity, and finally the yin and yang energy that had been conditioned in the body, because his emotions were too excited and shocked, he immediately made a mess and then broke out!

"puff……"

He suddenly spurted blood!

"Lying slot!" Su Huohuo was startled.

An Bulang also took two steps back: "Don't you touch the porcelain!!"

Bai Li: "..."

Bai Li suddenly wanted to get up immediately and beat the young man in front of him.

Yeah it seems so beating! ?

"You... why are you here?"

An Bulang's eyes suddenly became deep, and he turned and left Bai Li with a back figure: "The real king... go wherever you want!"

After he finished speaking, he took Su Huohuo to continue ascending the building.

Bai Li understood An Bulang's words and almost vomited blood.

At this time, the back suddenly took a break, and then turned to Bai Li, ticked his finger, and smiled cheaply: "Come here!"

Bai Li: "???

An Bulang continued to ridicule: "Come here!!"

"Poof..." Bai Li couldn't help but spit out another blood!

An Bulang became comfortable and turned to leave, leaving Baili the back of a king.

"Ann! No! Wave!!!" Bai Li gritted his teeth and shivered.

Shame, really shame!

This is naked shame! !

But he was sad to find that he really couldn't pass.

The 89th floor is already his limit...

At this time, An Bulang and Su Huohuo had reached the 90th floor.

This is also the highest level currently available to students in the inner courtyard!

The extremely intense yin and yang energies have even turned into a faint red color and blue swimming in the void, like there are countless two-color rivers flowing in the air.

An Bulang sometimes feels cold and sometimes hot, as if she is in the sky of ice and fire.

"Huh...I can't do it..."

Su Huohuo sat on his luck to resist the terrible power of Yin and Yang.

After slowing down, he looked at An Bulang, suppressed his inner shock, and said: "This is where I practiced. You... you have finished reading, what do you want to do next?"

To be honest, if it weren't for him to follow An Bulang slowly, step by step, with an acceptable psychological construction process, his reaction may be greater than Bai Li...

"Me... I'll get used to it..." An Bulang thought about it and said.

Upon hearing this, Su Huohuo was relieved.

Fortunately, An Bulang still looks like a normal person, at least he also needs to adapt to the environment.

An Bulang does need to adapt. The strength of the flesh alone, in fact, he can't even reach the 90th floor. The reason why he can come here is because he secretly used the secret method of conditioning the energy of Yin and Yang!

Yes, to deal with high concentration of energy, hard resistance is the most stupid way!

Su Huohuo can be adjusted through exercises, and the reason why An Bulang can reach the height of Su Huohuo is because he can get rid of Su Huohuo's top 18 Yin and Yang conditioning secrets: Tai Chi Yin and Yang turn!

Speaking of this, the Tai Chi Yin-Yang transfer is still the core mystery of Uncle Xuanyuan, the Lord of Yin-Yang Sanctuary in the Ten Sacred Territories. An Bulang was quite serious at the time and learned the essence.

The energy of Yin and Yang clouds is extremely opposite and harmonious, and the extreme opposite will explode, and the harmonious and unified will be like water. What An Bulang's Tai Chi Yin-Yang conversion is to do is to dilute the opposition of Yin-Yang energy, strengthen their harmony and unity, and turn the energy into gentle and flowing energy.

"Hoo... get it done!"

An Bulang sighed heavily and waved at Su Huohuo.

"Goodbye, senior, I'm going to see the upper floor."

Su Huohuo shuddered: "Are you going on?"

"Touch the cloud tower, touch the cloud tower...the higher the floor, the better the cloud..." An Bulang learns Su Huohuo's hand, reaching for the sky, showing a faint smile.

Su Huohuo: "..."

The pretenders who were pretended were all returned by An Bulang...

He looked at the back view of An Bulang's departure, and had a lot of thoughts in his heart. He really didn't expect his record. It would actually be broken by a spiritual monk...

An Bulang continued to go upstairs, on the 91st floor, the pressure began to increase. I don’t know how long the accumulated yin and yang energy kept hitting the body, even he could not bear it.

"Not enough, not enough..."

The energy required for him to break through Shenji Point is not enough!

Light blue and light red energy fill the entire space.

An Bulang knows how terrifying this energy is. If the monk of Tianyuan is here, he may not be melted by this terrifying energy in an instant...

The Moyun Pagoda at night releases a touch of milky white, just like a sacred tower, eternal white, eternal lighthouse, and is an extremely famous night scene in the inner courtyard.

But An Bulang felt the horror inside the holy appearance.

An Bulang did not stop, but continued to board the building!

Ninety-two, ninety-three, ninety-four~www.wuxiaspot.com~ninety-five...

At each level, he felt as if he had reached the limit.

But after using Tai Chi Yin and Yang to support him, he continued to climb the tower with the determination to break through himself!

An Bulang's unyielding will to move forward, such a scene of continuous efforts, is really a bit like Su Mu said that the non-stop breakthrough self, and eventually blew up the senior...

When An Bulang reached the 95th floor with great pains.

His pain shrank slightly, and he saw a very strange scene.

In the center of yin and yang energy flowing intensively.

A golden mask covered with divine patterns is wrapping a girl in gold clothes.

The girl's swift and clear eyes were also wide open, looking at the person who came.

Beside her, a plain black and white bear is sitting on the ground, holding a magic weapon banana fan in his paws, fanning himself constantly, wiping sweat from the hair from time to time...