The longevity of the heavens begins with Mingyu Gong

Chapter 250: Eternal Like the Moon, Rising Like the Sun

The bone-piercing cold came from the outside world, and it seemed that Bi Xuan would be frozen into ice in the next second. The Yanyang Qigong was circulating in the meridians, and the scorching true energy drove out the cold energy.

But this cold air keeps coming back, the stronger the Yanyang true energy is, the colder the cold air that comes back will be bone-chilling.

The entire Qingyang Temple seemed to be transformed into a world of ice and snow, and the terrifying cold air enveloped the entire Qingyang Temple. All the members of the Demon Sect who had no time to escape were directly frozen into ice blocks by the cold air, and stood frozen in place.

In the center of the ice and snow, there is a dazzling sun rising slowly, and flames are everywhere, fighting against the snowstorm all over the mountain.

The strong wind roared, and the air flow blew on the surrounding mountain walls, enough to tear iron and stone.

In the dull eyes of everyone, the big sun descended from the sky, radiating infinite light and heat, rushing into the wind and snow with terrifying power.

What followed were earth-shaking explosions and overwhelming flames.

The violent shaking resounded through Qingyang Mountain, like a meteor falling to the ground, sending up smoke, dust and snow. Even though they were far away from Qingyang Temple, everyone in the Demon Sect could still feel the shock coming from their feet, and they were shocked.

The grand master's spirit, energy and spirit combined with true energy to mobilize the vitality of the heavens and the earth, and he unexpectedly launched such a terrifying and terrifying attack.

In a single thought, the city is burned and the sea is boiled, and the cold is frozen!
Countless people stared wide-eyed, looking at the position of Qingyang Temple, even if the strong wind blows in their faces, they still hold on.

Such a magnificent scene is rare in a hundred years. As long as it is a warrior, there is no one who does not want to see the end of this battle, even Zhu Yuyan is no exception.

In the wind and snow, there was an endless crackling sound, which was the sound of Song Xing's bones.

Song Xing's mind flashed, and his mirror-like mind reflected his indestructible body.

Skin membrane, muscles and bones, flesh and blood, bone marrow, manifest veins, hidden veins, all are clearly reflected in his mind.

The bright yellow zhenqi cultivated by Huangtian's Dafa envelops the body like a huge net, spreads throughout the whole body, penetrates every part of the body, like the stars in the universe.

Seeing God is not bad, the supreme state of Neijiaquan allows him to control his body in every moment, and every trace of spirit in his body can be released perfectly.

When Huang Tian's true qi is combined with these 'gods' spirits, even if he doesn't cultivate deliberately, his body's physical strength and true qi will grow stronger all the time.

The constant growth of physique and true qi is something other people can't wish for, but for Song Xing who has practiced Huangtian Dafa, the closer he is to Huangtian Wuji, the more dangerous he is.

The stronger his physique is, the stronger the 'Huang Tian' he can hold as a container, until breaking through that critical point, Huang Tian will descend!

But Song Xing at this moment has already pushed Huang Tian's Dafa to the peak of the ninth floor, but there is still nothing unusual.

The suppression of Huang Tian Dafa's abnormality all relied on the huge golden stove in Song Xing's mind.

The first volume of the Taishang Laojun Kaitian Jing, the sea of ​​qi, the dantian is the sea of ​​qi, which is divided into four heavens: Huangting, Jinlu, Qixue, Guanyuan, one layer of mountains and rivers and one layer of heaven.

When Song Xing faced the ever-increasing Huangtian Dafa, he got the jade seal to remind him to start practicing Kaitianjing, and practiced Guanyuan and Qi acupoints in a row, and when he reached the golden furnace state, the golden furnace visualized in his consciousness, As if it was really the alchemy furnace of the Supreme Lord, it suppressed all of Huang Tian's 'gods'.

Song Xing's crisis of turning himself into Huang Tian finally stopped at the door.

With the scorching sun breaking through the wind and snow, Bi Xuan's figure emerged from it, looking at Song Xing standing in front of him, his eyes were full of solemn expressions.

Once upon a time, he never thought that he would be forced into such an embarrassing situation by a mere junior in this Central Plains.

After fighting several times, Song Xing still couldn't do anything, even with a decent injury.

When he escaped from the aftermath of the fight between the two sides, the first thing he saw was Song Xing's body glowing.

At first, it was just a faint light, from weak to strong, and then to radiant light, just like the golden crow possessed, the great sun came, and the brilliance was endless.

There was a faint whisper in the air, surrounding Song Xing.

Bi Xuan frowned. At first he thought it was Song Xing's mental disturbance, but after careful identification, there was indeed a murmur in the air. After careful identification, it was the sound of a Taoist chanting scriptures.

Gradually, the sound of chanting sutras in the air became louder and louder, resounding over the Qingyang Temple.

Now even the crowd of onlookers hiding in the distance could hear clearly, and couldn't help but look at each other.

This is a scripture that is recited at a strange frequency, and the language of the recitation is unknown to everyone present. It seems to be an ancient language, and the scriptures of the Great Dao are being recited.

Even Bi Xuan, whose will was as firm as iron, lost his mind for a moment when he heard the sound of chanting sutras, as if he was carefully distinguishing the content of the sutras.

When the sutra tattoo was introduced into the ears, people immediately felt a little drunk, and felt a burst of vitality in the body. It seemed that reciting this sutra often could make people live forever.

The voice of chanting became louder and louder, Bi Xuan's eyes were slightly condensed, and his will was concentrated like silk, and his true energy was attached to his ears, counteracting the body of chanting into his ears.

In the endless light, Song Xing's figure became increasingly invisible, only illusory handwriting gradually emerged in the air, surrounding his body, dancing in the air with the sound of chanting, making people more and more intoxicated.

Bi Xuan felt vigilant in his heart, unlike those members of the demon sect who were intoxicated by this scripture, he clearly knew that these visions were nothing but illusions caused by Song Xing's mental interference with reality.

But even with the spiritual power of his great master, he couldn't see any flaws in this illusion, as if this was what really happened outside.

"Pretending to be a ghost, break it for me!"

Bi Xuan scolded angrily, and his mental strength exploded, about to break through the illusion of martial arts.

After the angry shout, the sound of chanting became louder, and the scriptures around Song Xing also danced more urgently.

Finally, under the gaze of Bi Xuan's cold eyes, all the words formed a huge Taoist scripture pattern above Song Xing's head, floating in the sky above his head.

With the appearance of Dao Tu, the scenery around Song Xing changed again.

Bi Xuan was in a trance, and the person appeared in mid-air, looked down, and saw the Qingyang Mountains under his feet.

Song Xing, who was on the opposite side, was suspended in the air impressively, with his feet vaguely stepping on the Qingyang Mountains, and a huge gate of heaven appeared above his head. Behind the gate, there were faint sounds of celestial music, and the infinite aura of heaven and earth flowed from behind the gate. gush.

Song Xing, who was wrapped in a huge Dao map, stood in the middle, letting the world above his head and feet surround him.

Bi Xuan, standing above the Qingyang Temple, looked extremely small.

Song Xing chanted in his mouth: "In the world of ten directions, nothingness is more balanced, and the view is bright and peaceful, and Kong Sheng was born in the Yuan Dynasty."

As he sang, the Tianmen above his head and the green hills under his feet trembled violently, and began to shrink sharply. In front of Bi Xuan, they gradually became the size of a grain of rice and merged into Song Xing's outstretched right palm.

As if holding up the whole world, Song Xing slowly turned his palm over and pressed directly towards Bi Xuan under his feet.

What Bi Xuan felt was that the whole world was pressing down on him.

Today's Bi Xuan felt that the three realms were controlled by Song Xing's right hand, and he came towards Qingyang Mountain with the momentum of destroying everything.

With a roar, Bi Xuan punched out a round of the sun!
It's really a big day!
Endless flames seemed to emerge out of nowhere, condensed on Bi Xuan's fist into a huge fireball with a diameter exceeding several meters, and slammed towards Song Xing.

Facing that Bi Xuan had no hidden strength anymore, Song Xing's huge body suddenly began to collapse. Under Bi Xuan's surprised eyes, Song Xing, who was originally standing in the sky, also turned into the size of a grain of rice, and threw himself in front of him to suppress it of heaven and earth.

There is no Song Xing in front of him, but the sense of crisis coming from outside the world is getting stronger and stronger!
Not in the Three Realms, out of the Five Elements!
Looking at the place where Song Xing disappeared, this sentence suddenly popped up in Bi Xuan's mind, and then, in the scorching sun, he rushed towards the sky with the strongest sense of crisis.

Amidst the loud noise, Song Xing's figure reappeared, his right hand still in a suppressive posture.

What was being suppressed was the great day that Bi Xuan devoted all his strength to, the great day that could destroy the entire Qingyang Mountain. Under Song Xing's light palm pressure, it was like facing the decree of the gods, and it shattered inch by inch and turned into flying smoke.

This sense of shattering spread all the way to Bi Xuan's body. This veteran grand master who had been famous for many years still couldn't resist the sense of disillusionment brought about by the destruction of the world, and started backing back again and again with blood spurting wildly.

When retreating, Bi Xuan raised his head and looked towards the sky, and all he saw was Song Xing's extremely indifferent eyes, as if a god looked down on all living beings.

Song Xing combined the longitude of the six magic crossings and the charm of Huang Tian Wuji to create the sixth form of Sanshou.

As constant as the moon, as rising as the sun.

A drop in the Three Realms!
(End of this chapter)