Reincarnation simulation: I can change my life against the sky

Chapter 365 In January, the world is suppressed, the posture of the ancient fairy, the fairy city collapses, and the magic flames rise to the sky!

Flying to the peak, Ji Qiu closed his eyes with breath.

And in the soul, meditation and enlightenment began.

[Tracing back to the source, comprehend "Da Miluoquan"! 】

A little brilliance bloomed on the simulator.

Then the world turned around.

Wait until Ji Qiu to open your eyes.

He is already in the other side, the illusory world of the illusion structure.

The gray mist covers the sky, covering an endless distance.

The torrential river and the sea, the waves are rough, and the breath of terror is vented, so that the vast river cannot be calm for a moment.

Ji Qiu is in the state of enlightenment, and is in this illusory time node.

Soon, he saw that the owner who traced the source——

A mighty figure who towers above the river and sea, although his figure is small, he possesses a power as high as the sky!

Her enemy is an existence in the hazy gray mist in the sky. Although it is only a supporting role here, Ji Qiu can't help being startled by the leaked breath.

"These two figures are giants who are more powerful than Yuan Shen Daojun, and there is a high probability that they are the supreme lord who cut the way to see me!"

He made his own judgment.

As a powerhouse who has created a world-class supernatural power, there is no reason to be an ordinary person.

Even if it is the Lord of the Holy Land who dominates one side, in front of these powerful figures, he can only prostrate and bow down like an ant, but it is a pity.
In this world, at least on the bright side, these Zhan Dao venerables who can almost arbitrarily judge the contemporary era are no longer seen.

but!

But I can use the technique of tracing back to the source to spy on the existence of this series to attack and kill each other!

Perhaps, some big opportunities can be found from it, and it is not certain.

Ji Qiu was a little excited.

He could see that the two figures were facing each other in the air at this time, facing each other from a distance.

And the Valkyrie who created the Great Mira Fist, suspected to be the source of the West Sea, has long hair hanging down and dragon horns on her head. Although she can't see her face clearly, she is tyrannical and imposing.

She raised her fist lightly to break the deadlock.

In an instant, when he made a bold move, it was as if God's will had descended, sealing off this vast sea area.

Time seemed to slow down from this moment, and started to slow down, and all the movements she made were clearly seen by Ji Qiu's eyes.

That's the function of backtracking.

Tracing the traces left by the creator of the law for Ji Qiu!

Seeing this, Ji Qiu's heart sank, he put away his thoughts, and only concentrated on observing this good fortune.

Although tracing back to the source can be used more than once, but the supernatural powers that have reached the orthodox level all have a kind of hidden Tao. It may all be a waste of effort.

Therefore, at such a critical juncture, there is no room for loss.

Ji Qiu has the blessing of the Heaven-Mending Dao Body, and his talent and comprehension are both top-notch in the world.

Although this world-class supernatural power is mysterious, it is not without trace.

At least the Dharma Creator punched down, even though Ji Qiu's comprehension was obscure, he didn't look at the flowers in the fog, but more or less, he saw a little way.

This is enough.

As long as the progress can be pushed.

Then one day, ten days, one month, or even one year!
One day, he will be able to enter this way and cultivate this world-class supernatural power!
Enlightened and visualized in my heart, the purple-robed Taoist is on the top of Feilai Peak, facing east with his legs crossed, breathing and practicing.

Ji Qiu practiced boxing, he only sat cross-legged, like a clay sculpture, and didn't swing a single bit, so Ao Jing was really puzzled.

Thinking back to when she practiced in the past, she had to study in front of the supernatural power stone tablet for three full years before she got a point of essentials, and it was still day and night, never stopping.

Just close your eyes to comprehend, and visualize those fist intentions, how can you catch the flash of spiritual light in the dark?

Ao Jing wanted to dissuade him.

But when she saw Ji Qiu's serious look, the words came to her lips, but she still didn't say them.

"That's all, it's okay to comprehend and comprehend the boxing intention first, you should get used to it in advance."

Ao Jing shook his head.

"First take shape and then have meaning, it is from the shallower to the deeper, and start from the most difficult one at the beginning. The Da Miluoquan I taught is not like the inherited stone tablet with the fist imprint in Xihai. How can I realize anything?" So come here"

The woman frowned, muttering to herself.

In fact, if it is analyzed according to common sense, most normal people naturally cannot do it.

Even if one's talent is peerless, one's innate Dao body, like Ji Qiu's comprehension, it's probably half the effort with twice the effort.

But unfortunately.

The reason why Ji Qiu is like this is because he is different from all living beings in this world.

Just like now.

At this moment, even if the purple-robed Taoist calmly closed his eyes, like a clay statue, he would not move for a moment.

But in his mind, all the essentials and attainments of the Great Miraquan
Already said nothing.

So time passes, but with the flick of a finger.

In a blink of an eye, January has passed.

On this day, Ji Qiu finally opened his eyes, his eyes shining brightly.

At this time, the aura in his body, after a month of comprehension and painstaking training, has been very effective, and it is almost the same source as that of the West Sea female venerable who performed the Great Miraquan.

Although it is only tangible and unintentional, if someone who has seen the aura of the venerable, will be shocked when he sees this scene.

If it weren't for the hand-in-hand inheritance, how could such a similar level be achieved!

[Supporting World Class: Great Mira Fist (First Glimpse)]

Ji Qiu shook his body and stood up slowly.

At the same time, the majestic aura on his body is also gradually solidifying. Although he is only eight feet tall, he is as thick and indestructible as a mountain.

He saw that the world-suppressing supernatural power displayed on the simulation panel had already started, so he smiled.

"Let me see how exquisite this boxing technique is."

So sitting for a month, the Taoist raised his hand for the first time.

Ji Qiu clenched his palms into fists, condensed his spiritual power into one point, and then gave up with a soft word.

The next moment, he swung his fist and raised his fist to the sky!

The Cangmang fist raised wind and thunder, whistling and shaking for a moment, blasting away the wind that swept through the void.

Thousands of mysteries are condensed into one, and the chaos is as one. A fist that seems to contain the might of the sky is struck from the top of Feilai Peak, as if just one fist in the hand is enough to push the world!

There are [-] kinds of boxing variables, which are only displayed between one style.

As a result, the sky is vast, and the clouds for thousands of miles are all nothingness, only the fists filled the sky, shaking the huge sect, and lingering for a long time!
The world-class inheritance is just an entry, and it has only a shape, and it has come to this point.

If it can achieve great success, when the energy and spirit are perfect, Ji Qiu can even have the confidence to fight against the primordial spirit!
After all, his original vision was there!
This violent aftermath shook the monks on the entire mountain.

It wasn't until Ji Qiu sent the news that the turmoil subsided.

The Supreme Elder on Feilai Peak is a legend in his own right. For the older disciples of the Shenxiao Sect, it has long been no surprise to him that his cultivation level has broken through and his supernatural powers have advanced further.

It's just that they don't know the details.

Ao Jing would not know.

The fairy who was sitting on a rock on the top of the mountain, resting and dozing, felt the changes in the shaking of the sky and the earth at this time, and opened a pair of eyes, and the pupils slowly widened.

As the only great supernatural power that has been practiced so far, Ao Jing has always remembered very clearly the practice track of the Great Miluoquan.

Therefore, she will never forget how difficult the process of her own cultivation is.

After three years of enlightenment, it was not until another five years passed that she truly entered the doorway and was worthy of cultivation.

And even so, she was praised by the ancient ancestor Yuansheng of the Canglong lineage of the West Sea, saying that she is the pride of heaven that has been counted for tens of thousands of years.

Yuan Sheng once said: The threshold for this supernatural power is very high. If it is not a natural fit, or overflowing with talent, even if you sit for a hundred years or even a thousand years, it is impossible for a mediocre person to comprehend even a little bit.

Even if it is a branch of the Canglong, it would take hundreds of years to sit on the stele and look at it. In the past 66 years, he realized that he was already the leader of his family, so until now, he has survived countless kalpas and overlooked the world. He has already become a giant.

But now focus on observing Ji Qiu's Great Mira Fist.

Ao Jing wanted to ask a question.

If she has been enlightened for eight years, she can be called the pride of heaven.
How should I describe the scene in front of me?

The posture of an ancient fairy?

The success of the world in January is so wonderful, in a trance, Ao Jing seems to see the invincible leader of the world back then.

"Really."

"No matter where you go, you must be the best in the world."

Ao Jing smiled.

So relieved.

From this point of view, perhaps in a few hundred years, Ji Qiu would be enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with her.

Such appalling progress can be regarded as dispelling the hidden worries in Ao Jing's heart a little bit.

In the previous month, when Ji Qiu was practicing Da Miluoquan, she had communicated with the communication talisman left in the hands of Zixiao Li Hanzhou, but for some reason, until now, there has been no response from the other end.

This caused ripples in Ao Jing's heart.

She didn't know which link went wrong.

Of course, it is not ruled out that hundreds of years later, the communication symbol engraved with the space inscription has long been dim, and it is also possible that it cannot support long-distance transmission.

Relatively speaking, he was able to lead Zixiao all the way to today in the midst of hardships and hardships, and opened up a holy land orthodoxy in Yuheng Daozhou.

It is not so easy for Li Hanzhou and Zixiao to have an accident.

Anyway, whether Ji Qiu was sent to Zixiao or Dayan, it was on the way. After that, if the situation changes, just wait and see.

Ao Jing thought this way, Siji Ji Qiu had now comprehended the Great Miraquan, a smile appeared on his face, he turned around and greeted him.

It shouldn't be difficult to achieve the Dharma and have such supernatural powers, to protect oneself and even dominate one side.

Therefore, she is much more at ease now than before.

Yuheng Daozhou, Tianding Xiancheng, hangs upside down in the sky.

As one of the founders of the Immortal Alliance, Yuheng Taoist Monarch Daotong established the Immortal City of Cultivation, which used to be high and mighty, and the projection alone could cover thousands of miles away, calling all living beings to worship.

But today, it has come to the time when the sky is falling.

The radiance of countless magical powers erupted in the fairy city hanging in the sky, and the aftermath poured down, shaking the wilderness!
Hundreds of thousands of escaping lights controlled by monks turned into a rising sun. On that day, they rose in the Cauldron Immortal City and condensed into a large array covering the sky and protecting all directions, isolating all fluctuations of magical powers.

however--

With a giant hand emitting black flames from the sky, it pressed down from the sky.

This barrier was irresistible, it only lasted for less than half a quarter of an hour before it collapsed into pieces.

In the past, the towering fairy city was overthrown in just a moment.

The Celestial Cauldron Immortal City, turned into ruins day and night, slowly fell to the ground below, no more aura flickered.

Wait until all the dust settles.

A divine thought, which came from the same source as the giant hand in the sky, descended from the sky, and scanned the ruins back and forth, without missing even the slightest detail.

Unfortunately.
He didn't seem to find what he wanted.

Even just now, this person single-handedly arranged the destruction of the entire Heavenly Cauldron Immortal City, it's the same.

The thunderous roar finally erupted after the divine sense dissipated:

"Old Ghost Qi, how dare you lie to me!"

"Didn't you say that the Yuheng Mirror turned into a stream of light and arrived at the Heavenly Cauldron Immortal City? Why did I knock it down with a palm, and searched back and forth twice with my spiritual sense, but nothing was found?!"

In the sea of ​​clouds in the sky, there are two phantoms of thoughts that communicate frequently.

But when the giant of the magic way who lowered the giant hand of the black flame spoke, a spiritual thought that transmitted sound into the secret, but it was somewhat helpless:

"Old devil Qingyang, speak some reason."

"Destroy Yuheng Holy Land, you are hesitant, grabbing the Yuheng mirror that seems to record the inheritance of Zhan Dao, and the secret of Yuheng Daojun's fall, you move faster than anyone else."

"But you have to figure it out, it is the natal fetish that Taoist Yuheng has sacrificed for a lifetime, how can it be some ordinary thing."

"I can't find it, and it makes sense after all"

The giant figure known as the Qingyang old devil heard this, and the magic flame went out for a moment:
"Then what do you say?"

"I'm waiting to make a bold move. What I care about is being caught off guard. If I delay the time, maybe"

Before he finished speaking, Da Neng Qi surnamed interrupted him:
"Forget it. If you don't want to continue looking, I won't stop you."

"But, you have to think about it."

"Now that the ancient Taoism is revived, Yuheng Daozhou is not only a holy land of Yuheng, but Zixiao and Li Hanzhou are the most troublesome, and aside from these things, who dares to say that these giants of the soul have not replaced them , or coveted Yuheng?"

"In the final analysis, although my generation is a demon, we have done things that they dared to think but dared not do. Now that the goal has been achieved, the message of the Taoist Lord Yuheng before his fall, and the things recorded in the Yuheng Mirror .”

"It can only be counted."

"Are you going?"

Seeing the huge Heavenly Cauldron Immortal City fall into the clouds, and nearly [-]% of the monks fell, Old Ghost Qi shook his head, there was no fluctuation in his eyes, and his spiritual thoughts dissipated.

And that Qingyang old devil had nothing to do about it, he could only lower his divine sense in retaliation, and scanned back and forth again.

When he found nothing, he could only secretly say that he was unlucky, and then he pulled away and left.

Before leaving, he was still between the heaven and the earth, leaving behind a sneer:
"Xianmeng. It may not be a good thing, it collapsed well."

"Those seven old immortals have a big conspiracy. Relying on their cultivation, they sucked so much blood from the four Daozhous of the Eastern Desolation and the Eight Hundred Dao Regions to support them. It's hard to say!"

"It's just that everything in the past has to be turned over."

He seemed to see the hidden undercurrent surging under the earth:
"Some people are destined to return."

"Yuan Tianjie is about to shuffle the cards."

Wait until Qingyang's spirit dissipates and withdraws.

In the corner of the ruins of Cauldron Immortal City that day.

Fa Xiangjue, named Chen Xuan and Chen Beicang, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then his eyes flickered:

"I knew it would be difficult to do this errand, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult."

"but."

From the sleeve of his robe, he took out a fragment of a mirror between reality and staring at it for a moment, but smiled, and then wiped it lightly:
"It was possible to find this object from the elders of Yuhengzong, but it has not been discovered yet."

"value."

Taking a deep breath, Chen Xuan slowly revealed his soul, trying to find out the inheritance of Yuhengzong's suspected secret of Dao Slashing.

But what he didn't expect was.

Instead of finding any Laoshizi inheritance, he even saw it.
A piece of news that almost upended his world view.

"This!"

Chen Xuan squeezed the lens tightly, his eyes complicated.

"this thing"

"Where is the chance?"

Chen Xuan couldn't help yelling at even the giant of Faxiang.

He can't handle something that is a hot potato!

Frowning tightly, Chen Xuan paced back and forth, finally.
He looked in the direction of Zixiao Yujing Mountain.

As a new Holy Land, if it is not contaminated
Perhaps, it is only him.

　Recommend a book.

　　


(End of this chapter)