I Have a Luck Altar

Broken Soul Valley, deep underground.

Chen Yuan is completely unaware of what happened in Luochen Mountain's Chen Family Village. After removing the Blood Soul Wooden Heart, his mind was completely focused on the breakthrough.

He doesn't need to recuperate his whole body, he is actually good enough to break through now.

Mo Luo stood on the top of the Yin Soul Tree, and began to recover from the wounds on his body through the blood essence below. As soon as he swallowed it, gusts of wind began to blow in the Yin Soul Tree.

In just a short moment, the entire cave was covered.

If Mo Luo hadn't sealed it in advance, such a huge yin energy would definitely have spread to the outside world quickly.

In the Lingtai, Chen Yuan's purple primordial spirit also sat cross-legged, and his movements were exactly the same as Chen Yuan's. An invisible force also began to envelope the Blood Soul Wood.

Refining begins! ! !

A trace of incomparably pure Yin Qi hovered in the void, enveloping Chen Yuan, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped several levels.

The ghost tree is the most precious treasure in the world. It can help warriors to completely condense the soul into the most yin. Its power is naturally very terrifying. If it is refined by ordinary gods and real people, the soul will not be able to withstand this power within a short time. Started to crumble.

But Chen Yuan would not.

What he had survived was a double calamity of fire, and his primordial spirit had already been condensed to an extremely strong level, and it was an unprecedented ten-inch primordial spirit, which was extremely strong.

Yinfeng can only help him, not harm him.

This is also the reason why Mo Luo didn't say so much. If you want to say who knows Chen Yuan best, it's not Su Ziyue, the person next to him, or his friend Jiang He.

It was Mo Luo, the demon monk who had been with him for a year!

He witnessed step by step how Chen Yuan grew up, and he also witnessed how he condensed into a ten-inch soul, with all thoughts and fire refining his mind, and he knew that his foundation surpassed everyone he knew.

Even the Lord of Lingshan, the Tathagata Buddha, is nothing more than that.

The dark wind blew, blowing all over the cave, icy cold, and the purple primordial spirit in the Lingtai was shining brightly, Chen Yuan's mind sank, arousing his own wind calamity.

With his cultivation base strength, in fact, as early as in the Demon Suppressing Pagoda, he was enough to trigger Feng Jie. If it weren't for the opportunity guidance provided by Pingtian Demon Saint, he would not have waited so long.

Now, given the opportunity, Mo Luo woke up and guarded the way, and he caused the wind disaster without hesitation.

In refining the gods, there are two catastrophes, wind and fire, in no particular order, but most people generally follow the wind first and then the fire, but this does not mean that the catastrophe of wind is easier than the catastrophe of fire.

In fact, the two calamities of wind and fire all come from the warrior himself. The magnitude of the catastrophe is all due to the strength of the warrior's primordial spirit. Of course, the more terrifying the two calamities of wind and fire, the stronger the warrior.

At the same time, the benefits that can be obtained are even greater.

Those who practice qi, cultivate the soul, and seek detachment.

The primordial spirit is the most important thing. The strong one can even break away from the mortal body, travel between the heaven and the earth with the primordial spirit, and enjoy a thousand years of life. Although it is not eternal life, it is enough to be called longevity.

The calamity of fire comes from the fire in the warrior's heart. The fire of karma, the fire of desire, and the anger are all calamities of fire. Like Chen Yuan, a large part of it comes from the fire of karma.

Su Ziyue, on the other hand, survived the fire of desire and achieved the state of refining gods.

The wind catastrophe comes from the wind of the primordial spirit, which seems to be to attract the wind to refine the god, but in fact it is just a fantasy in the warrior's primordial spirit, the purpose is only to make the primordial spirit stronger.

Of course, if there is a wind of foreign things that can be strengthened, it will be a matter of mixed joy and sorrow for warriors. The joy is that once such a catastrophe is overcome.

Yuanshen will be extremely strong.

Lay the foundation for future thunder disasters.

The worry is that if you can't get over it, your soul will be damaged, and what's more, you will not be able to bear it directly under the catastrophe, and it will directly dissipate between heaven and earth.

Strictly speaking, the realm of refining the gods is not a realm, but a process of transformation from the primordial spirit to the yang god. Therefore, the primordial spirit is also called the yin god.

Strengthen the primordial spirit step by step, through the two calamities of wind and fire, the yin god can be transformed into the yang god, survive the thunder and calamity, travel the world, and control things with gods.

Blood Soul Wood, formerly known as Yin Soul Wood, for warriors, its greatest effect is to use its yin wind to completely transform the primordial spirit into the most yin god.

The extreme yin and the yang are the two poles, the Yangshen state is the ultimate yang, and the primordial spirit is the ultimate yin. When the cultivation reaches the perfect state, it will bring great benefits to the primordial spirit.

Comprehending the rules does not mean getting twice the result with half the effort, but it is also much stronger than ordinary Yangshen.

This is also what Mo Luo told Chen Yuan. At the beginning, he was the Yang God who broke through the catastrophe after he had cultivated to the God Realm of the Most Yin. He was the top powerhouse in the world.

In fact, a large part of them are first condensed into the god of the most yin, and they will break through the realm of the yang god when they reach perfection.

In the world, Chen Yuan is not the only one who has a chance, there are still many things that can assist in refining the gods, but there are probably not many who can have the soul tree heart to assist in refining the gods.

After all, the top ten sacred trees are just rumors, not even recorded in the ancient books.

It is an indescribable opportunity for Chen Yuan to meet two of them.

The yin wind raged, the remnant soul neighed, and the tragic roar enveloped Chen Yuan's ears. A series of yin winds, starting from the Yuanshen, connected together and directly enveloped the Yuanshen.

Chen Yuan guarded his mind and placed his palms in front of his knees, as if he had entered another space.

The mind is completely empty!

When he opened his eyes again, Chen Yuan had already come to another strange world. He was dressed in a purple robe and looked up into the void.

The endless wind between heaven and earth shrouded in between.

His primordial spirit was directly blown on his body by the Yin wind, his flesh and bones were aching, and blood was overflowing, and the Yin wind, like a knife, slashed at his body fiercely.

Chen Yuan was already prepared for this situation, and immediately sat cross-legged, and despite the cloudy wind, I stood still.

After being refined by the fire calamity, his primordial spirit is already very strong. In terms of strength, it is no less than a strong man who has gone through the two calamities of wind and fire.

Those knife-like winds blowing on the body, although there will be wounds, but the powerful primordial spirit can still heal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Purple light enveloped the whole body, in this endless kamikaze world, it seemed to be the only light.

The calamity of fire arises from the heart, and the calamity of wind arises from the gods!

The wind that blows is getting bigger and bigger, and can even condense into a continuous tornado and hurricane, covering Chen Yuan in it. The powerful wind is more terrifying than before!

And Chen Yuan, who has become the direct center of his own soul, will undoubtedly experience all the tempering of the evil wind.

The pressure of Yinfeng gradually increased, and slowly, the speed of its recovery could not keep up with it, but Chen Yuan still did not fluctuate in the slightest.

The stronger Feng Jie is, the more terrifying his primordial spirit will be.

The double catastrophe of Qilin Shenhuo and his own heart fire has passed, can he still not be able to bear the evil wind to refine his god?

If you want to get something, you have to give something first.

If you don't experience wind and rain, you can't see a rainbow.

You can't be the lord of the world without going through the most powerful catastrophe!

Standing in the dark wind, time does not know to be lost, it may be a moment, or it may be many years. At this moment, Chen Yuan does not think about the concept of time at all.

Just sink into the mind, break the primordial spirit, and then restore it.

And every time he recovered, his primordial spirit became stronger.

Inside the cave, Mo Luo saw Chen Yuan sitting cross-legged, the Yinhun Mu Xin in his hand was gradually shrinking, so he knew that he was currently cultivating God.

Wind robbery refines the gods, haste makes waste.

Some people can survive the catastrophe of wind in one day, while others can't survive it for more than a month.

It all depends on the warrior himself.

Only by condensing the primordial spirit to be indestructible can one become the god of the most yin!

When Chen Yuan experienced the storm in Broken Soul Valley, the rivers and lakes became strangely calm. Of course, the calm here refers to the fact that there was no such thing as the Battle of Liangshan or the Battle of Shushan.

In fact, the arena is still in scuffle.

However, Shu Prefecture has calmed down. In the west of Shu there is Yang Huatian, the evil ghost Taoist master, and in the middle of Shu there is Shangguan Tiehong, who have completely controlled the situation in the rivers and lakes.

Various resources are being continuously provided to Chen Yuan.

In the same way, the same is true of the government.

Lu Renyi helped Chen Yuan take charge very well.

On this day, a man in black came to Chenjiacun. He stood quietly on the lake in the back mountain of Chenjiacun, with a faint murderous intent in his eyes.

He is Chen Huaiyi!

Two days ago, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, as if something had happened. After searching, he didn't notice anything unusual.

After thinking about it, I wanted to visit Chenjia Village.

But as soon as he arrived, he saw the scene of this place being completely wiped out. The entire Chen Family Village had disappeared, replaced by a huge palm print.

Even the lake has changed its appearance.

There was only one wrecked boat parked by the lake, and the old man who had been fishing alone on the lake was gone.

Chen Family Village was destroyed!

Wu Daozi seems to have fallen.

Chen Huaiyi looked calm, but a great murderous intent arose in his heart.

Wu Daozi has retired to the world. Although the villagers of Chenjia Village were once the family members of Chen Jiajun, after more than two hundred years, they are no longer the same generation as before.

They are just ordinary people!

Who is so vicious?

Chen Huaiyi took a deep breath, as if thinking of something, he suddenly opened his pupils and scanned the entire Chen Family Village.

In the end, two blood characters were found in the void.

'The imperial court! '

Chen Huaiyi had seen Wu Daozi's methods before, but he didn't actually believe that he was completely abolished. Now he was looking for it based on this idea, and he found the trace as expected.

The blood characters that were frozen in the void.

With a wave of his hand, he wiped away the bloody words, his eyes became colder and colder.

The imperial court, indeed the imperial court!

This place is isolated from the outside world, and there is no grievance. Even Chen Yuan and him are the only ones who know this place. There are not many forces who can search this place.

The imperial court is the most suspected one.

However, another thought that was the same as Wu Daozi's was born in his heart.

What did the imperial court ask Wu Daozi for?

He is half useless and useless.

Could it be because of Chen Yuan?

The imperial court knew that Chen Yuan wanted to rebel, so they used Wu Daozi as a pawn to check and balance him?

Can.

How could the imperial court know that Chen Yuan was raised by Wu Daozi?

Chen Huaiyi couldn't figure it out, and he didn't want to think about it. He planned to go to Shuzhou City to meet Chen Yuan for future affairs.

In any case, Chen Yuan was raised by Wu Daozi, there is no doubt about the relationship between them, and he is also a child who values ​​affection. Chen Huaiyi believes that Chen Yuan will find a way to do it.

And this time, he didn't want to hold back anymore.

It's nothing more than making trouble in the capital again, nothing more than death.

Zhongzhou, Shenjing City, within the sky prison of the Sky Surveyor.

After Wu Daozi was taken away, he was pressed in the prison by Gu Tianqiong and others, waiting for Jingtai's disposal, and after Jingtai learned the news.

Immediately put people in the sky prison.

At this time, the sky prison is extremely empty, there are no prisoners in the various prisons, there are only tight defenses, and those prisoners have long since fallen.

Jingtai didn't put on too much ostentation, only Cao Zhengxian, Sima Cheli and Kuangxiu were around him.

Outside the No. 1 cell in Tianzi, Gu Tianqiong stood on the spot, closed his eyes and exhaled. Suddenly, he sensed the breath of Jingtai and the others, and slowly opened his eyes.

"Mr. Gu."

Jingtai nodded slightly, with joy on his face.

Finally caught Wu Daozi! ! !

He's been planning for years, and it's finally coming to fruition.

"His Majesty!"

Gu Tianqiong cupped his hands slightly.

"Wu Daozi is in prison?"

"Exactly."

"Quick, open the cell door, I want to see him."

"Follow the order."

Gu Tianqiong nodded, and at some point in his hand, a mysterious black token appeared, and it was placed on the stone wall of the prison door behind him, and the patterns lit up one after another.

Condensed into a portal.

As the No. 1 cell in Tianzi under the Xuntian Division, he has only imprisoned a few people for more than two hundred years, but without exception, everyone is a top figure in the world.

Jingtai couldn't wait to step in directly. As for the people behind him, they looked at each other, but they didn't move.

They were not afraid that Wu Daozi would resist at that time, he was already half-crippled, but he was forcibly suppressed, and it would be difficult for him to even move.

Entering the prison cell, Jingtai first saw Wu Daozi, who was dressed in dilapidated clothes and had gray hair. At this moment, his whole body was controlled by four divine locks.

There is also a mysterious line carved on the center of the eyebrows to prevent the primordial spirit from escaping.

When he saw someone coming in, Wu Daozi, who was breathing weakly, slowly opened his eyes and saw the middle-aged man in yellow robe in front of him, his lips moved slightly:

"Jingtai."

"Senior Painter, I finally found you."

There was a smile on Jingtai's face, and he would be quite surprised if he was seen by others.

Because Jingtai seldom smiled in front of people since he ascended the throne, because he wanted to maintain the majesty of the emperor, and since the Battle of Liangzhou City, his smiles were even rarer.

But today, after hearing that Wu Daozi was escorted to the capital, the smile on his face never went down.

"What do you do with an old man who is half useless?"

Wu Daozi stared at Jingtai. It was the first time he saw the emperor, and he had only heard about it before. Since the fall of the former Chu, he had not been to the capital again.

"Semi-waste?" Jingtai shook his head slowly:

"To others, you are a useless person, but to me, you are someone who must be obtained. Without you, there will be loopholes in all my plans.

That's why, since I ascended the throne, I have been ordering people to search for you in secret. After decades of searching, I finally found you in Shuzhou. You are hiding so deep. "

"What. Planning?"

"A plan to turn mortals into immortals, my aptitude is not good, martial arts is hopeless, I was already desperate, but I didn't expect to find a path that belongs to me alone by chance.

This path is not the path of orthodox martial arts, but there is also hope of being able to live forever, no... even immortality has great hope. For this matter, I have made every possible plan and worked hard.

Killing an unknown number of descendants of the same clan, killing an unknown number of common people, and killing an unknown number of Jianghu warriors, but it is all worth it. For the sake of longevity, what is it worth to die some people? "

He seemed to know that Wu Daozi would not let it out, he was very relaxed, blocked by the sky prison, and people outside could not hear what he would say at all.

This is also a rare opportunity for him to talk.

"Hehe. Emperor" Wu Daozi seemed to be a little mocking.

"I know what you are thinking, I am indeed unqualified as an emperor, I have not shouldered the important responsibilities of the people, and I have not brought the court to the time of the former Chu.

But this is only temporary, when my plan is completed, with great power and hundreds of years of longevity, I will be a good emperor for a long time.

No, as long as I can eliminate this chaos in the world, for the common people, I will be the sage king who saved them from the flames of war. If some people died, but most of them were saved, I did a good job, didn’t I? "

"Hoho Jingtai, you look a lot like someone"

"Who?" Jingtai's eyes were fixed, and he didn't think anyone could match him.

"Xiang Qianqiu is also such a person. He can always find excuses for his own interests, even if it means...killing his wife or son. It doesn't matter."

Wu Daozi said intermittently.

The corners of Jingtai's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a sneer:

"A former prince, is he worthy of being compared with me? So what if he is invincible under an immortal? He still can't match a real immortal, and he still only dares to hide in a corner of Xuezhou.

By the time I finish all my plans, I might not be able to kill him! "

Xiang Qianqiu looked down on Jingtai. Similarly, when the plan was about to be completed, Jingtai's mentality also changed, and he looked down on the former prince who had been hiding for hundreds of years.

"However... the old man feels that you will all die in the hands of one person in the end." Wu Daozi suddenly laughed.

"kill me?"

Jingtai sneered a few times in disdain, and continued:

"Who in the world can kill me? The capital is as solid as gold, and the immortal is about to wake up. When I complete all the plans and become the body of an immortal, who can kill me?

nobody! ! ! "

"Then just wait and see if what the old man said is true or not."

Wu Daozi stared at Jingtai and said with difficulty.

"It's a pity that you will never see this day." Jingtai only regarded Wu Daozi as threatening him before he died, but he is the supreme emperor.

Who can kill him?

Xiang Qianqiu?

He deserves it too!

"It's okay. It's okay. The old man will wait for you below to see the day when you despair."

"Ridiculous, ridiculous. Wu Daozi, you are so ridiculous."