Overshadowing the Sky: Empress Proud of the World

About one-third of the Xianzhen map, a vast and wild mountains emerged.

There are endless mountains and towering mountains. Each peak is like a keel, reaching straight into the sky, which is extremely magnificent.

Even if Ye Nan is not a person who is well versed in this way, she can still feel that this is like a majestic dragon, the ancestor of ten thousand mountains, traversing Liuhe and pressing down in all directions.

And even such a topographic map only occupies about one-third of this Xianzhen map, and the other two regions have not yet manifested.

On the other side of this picture of fairy treasures, there is even a strange atmosphere of the star field flowing, and occasionally a little bit of starlight flickers.

Ye Nan couldn't help feeling leisurely in her heart, her eyes blurred, and the water rippled for a while.

Holding this fairy picture in her hand, she felt that she was touching a shocking mystery that spanned the ages. Even if her strength was not enough to support her to explore it herself, there was a sense of fascination in her heart.

"crash"

Flicking her bare hands, she put away the ancient scroll, and then her fingertips glowed like onion roots, and a cloud of gray mist lingered upwards.

"Boom"

In a trance, the sound of lightning and thunder came from the fingertips. The fog seemed to be blurred.

But as long as you concentrate for a while, all the scenes will fade away, only such a misty gray mist lingers on your fingertips, releasing a mysterious breath.

"chaos."

Ye Nan whispered, her beautiful eyes stared at the strange mist without blinking.

This is the innate chaotic energy bred in that chaotic thunderbolt. Even after it was transformed into a Dao map, this ray of chaotic air flowed in the innate lines of the Dao map, and it was completely refined by her at this time.

After Qizhou's first battle against Heaven's Will, Ye Nan once found the same wisp of mist on her fingertips, but it looked more faint and fleeting, unable to capture it.

At that time, she didn't know what the mist was, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't condense such a mist again.

But at this moment, she once again saw such a cloud of gray mist, but it didn't come from herself, but from the chaotic thunder in the catastrophe, which was a ray of innate chaotic air.

In that flashing moment, Ye Nan's thoughts flowed like lightning, and she thought of many things.

"Tao produces one, one produces two, two produces three, and three produces all things. All things bear yin and embrace yang, and the combination of yin and yang is chaos. From this we can see that Tao produces chaos. The monk's way is conceived in the source, and it complements the source. It means that the process of me continuing to swallow the source is actually a process of repeating chaos."

She talked to herself, her eyes were shining brightly, and she gave a reasonable explanation of her way.

Chaos is one of the most terrifying and mysterious forces in the world with the power to open up the world and create all things.

However, Ye Nan's Tao can accommodate the Tao of all kinds of monks. Based on this, it can be called chaos.

In a sense, her stepping into the practice itself is against the sky, and the will of the heavens is almost everywhere.

Ye Nan deliberately named her way "Swallowing the Sky" and even added the word "magic", expressing a kind of unyielding and contempt for God's will with practical actions.

She quietly looked at the deserted city of Yaodu, as if she suddenly thought of something, a gleam of light flashed across her eyes.

"Perhaps, you can go to the Northern Territory and invite people from the Yuanshu family to take a look at the fairy map."

Ye Nan recalled that when returning to the small mountain village from Yancheng in the past, the old monkey and the fat Taoist simultaneously discovered the special features of the mountains where the small mountain village is located, and mentioned the lineage of Yuan Tianshi in the northern region.

And through her comprehension of the imperial dragon spirit, she realized that there is still a kind of magic in this world that is independent of practice, the source technique.

There is no need to be motivated by cultivation, and the general trend of the world can be used for one's own use. It is very strange that everything can be covered with a single gesture.

Perhaps someone who is well versed in origin techniques can have some unique insights into the terrain recorded in this map.

In fact, after the events of the Huaxia Dynasty, Ye Nan originally wanted to go to the Eastern Wilderness and Northern Territory via Zhongzhou, and the elixir she picked was enough to pay for the activation of the Domain Gate.

But he never thought that he strayed into the world of Immortal Mansion, and finally returned to the middle of the Eastern Desolation by mistake.

But in her impression, there should be a large cross-domain teleportation array in the city of medicine. After all, medicine belonged to one of the best monk cities in the Eastern Wasteland before.

Thinking of this, Ye Nan stood up lightly, her watery eyes swept across the empty room in front of her, and then she left.

But after flying for a while, she heard the voice of someone talking from below, her eyes suddenly turned strange, and she quietly landed on a building.

"The thunder was so fierce just now, how can it be gone?"

"Why are you thinking so much? We can't speculate casually about the affairs of the immortal masters, but this thunder seems to have scared the immortal masters away. Go to the Shenyaomen and take the opportunity to get some elixir. Save that bastard. "

"Shh, don't die! They listen much more clearly than we do. Now that the young lady is injured, we are all meat on the chopping board. If you don't obey me well, I'm sure you won't be able to eat it!"

"Hey, gods fight, mortals suffer, and now even the young lady is being targeted by him. If I knew it, I would have traded the elixir for some sources and gone to Zhongzhou."

"Thank you for being able to speak out, the young lady and Mr. Zhang have treated us very well. If they hadn't taken out the accumulated savings of the elixir shop for many years, would we have our current life? Otherwise, you can go out of the city to have a look, and you won't know what to do if you die. dead!"

"Why don't I just talk casually, don't take it seriously, don't take it seriously."

"Tch, when the Purple Mansion Holy Land came to pick people, I think you were very active, because you were given up because you didn't have enough immortal fate."

"Okay, okay, I accept my fate, can I accept my fate? Don't hurt me."

While arguing, the two continued to walk in the direction of the Shenyaomen.

Hearing this, Ye Nan felt turmoil in her beautiful eyes, and she lost her mind for a moment.

These two people can't fluctuate in power, they are obviously mortals, according to their words, they should come from the largest mortal power elixir shop in Medicine City.

The panacea was established by a wealthy local businessman, monopolizing the medicinal material market in the mortal world of Yaodu.

And he has only one daughter named Zhou Xi.

"Zhou Xi."

Ye Nan stood there quietly, looking at the sky with her eyes like water, but it seemed as if she looked back in time and saw scenes of past experiences.

She also knew about Mr. Zhang. When he first came to the medicine capital, Mr. Zhang received them at the door. Unexpectedly, ten years later, he was still in charge of the affairs of the door.

In the next second, Ye Nan's eyes were stained with frost, and the temperature of the surrounding air dropped a lot in an instant, and pieces of snowflakes condensed from the void and fell down.

According to what the two people in the elixir trade said, the elixir trade at this time was no longer what it used to be, and Zhou Xi was even targeted by a certain monk, who even shot and wounded her.

Ye Nan gently raised a pure white hand like jade, a little bit of celestial light flowed on her fingertips, and looked in the direction of the elixir shop.

"Ah chirp! Why do you feel so cold all of a sudden?"

Not far away, a clerk from the Elixir Shop suddenly sneezed, rubbed his body hurriedly, and then caught a white snowflake with a shocked expression.

"I rely on me, the snow is so cold!"

At the moment of contact, he shook his hands desperately as if he had been bitten, and then stared dumbfounded at the frostbite marks on his hands.

"Brother, it's too wicked, why don't we go back."

The other person looked around, and found that snowflakes suddenly floated in an area behind him, and only one was blown by the wind, which happened to be caught by his companion.

"I told you not to touch it, go and have a look first, and then talk about it if it doesn't work."

"Oh"

The man looked up, but seemed to see a snow-white shadow on the top of the building.

He rubbed his eyes again, and found that there were only snowflakes falling from the sky, and there was no trace of people.

"Evil door."

He couldn't help shrinking his head and muttering.

"What are you mumbling about, stop dawdling!"

"I'm coming!"

The title of the third volume is tentatively named [Ancestral God hides in the holy city, Mingbao Tongxian misfortunes longevity], and there is a part of the transitional plot in the second volume, thank you Yuzuo Jianmo for the monthly pass!Thank you for your subscription and all kinds of support!