Humble peak, the peak is as its name, there is nothing surprising, ordinary, almost desolate, like a field, withered vines and old trees, faint crows, no flowing water and no people, only a dilapidated palace, a group of admiration, not like the main peak of Xianmen at all. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The peaks are ruined, the rubble is endless, the artemisia grass is overgrown, the thorns are everywhere, and there is no mountain road left.

Suddenly, a figure appeared on the humble peak, Xin Han was dressed in white, standing with his hands in his hands, looking at the mountain peak under his feet with scrutinizing eyes.

This mountain peak is really barren, it may be the most desolate and deserted one among the one hundred and eight main peaks, except for the dilapidated temple on the top of the mountain, there is also an old man living in it, and there are no disciples of Taixuanmen who practice on this main peak.

At this time, a rickety, trembling old man walked out of the dilapidated temple on the mountain, and suddenly saw Xin Han's figure, his eyes shrank suddenly, and a flash of essence flashed again.

"Dare to ask Daoyou, what is the reason why you are here?" The old man leaned over and turned to Xin Han, his voice calm and without any emotion.

Xin Han nodded slightly at the old man, and said hello: "It's just a few days of retreat through the treasure of Dao friends, and the real person also wants to explore the mystery of one of the nine secrets of this clumsy peak!" ”

The old man's eyes burst out with brilliance, and a coercive momentum like a mountain rose on his body, surging towards Xin Han, but the old man soon found that no matter how high he raised the coercion, the young man on the opposite side was light and light, as if he couldn't feel it at all.

Suddenly, the old man regained his momentum, and a smile appeared on his face: "The temple over there is a little broken, but it is still barely habitable, if you don't dislike it, find a retreat by yourself!" ”

After he finished speaking, he nodded at Xin Han, which was a return gift just now.

Xin Han suddenly felt that this old man was very interesting, so he smiled at him.

The old man nodded again, passed by Xin Han, and walked down the mountain, but just after he walked by, he suddenly stopped, and the old voice came out again: "Daoist friends want to learn the secret art of Humble Peak, there is one thing to know, if you learn the secret technique, you will always be a person of Humble Peak!" ”

Hearing this, Xin Han turned around and said, "I have another teacher, and I won't apprentice!" ”

The old man smiled and shook his head: "You don't need to apprentice, if you are lucky enough to learn the secret technique of Humble Peak, you just need to remember that you are a person from Humble Peak!" ”

He didn't speak anymore, but walked down the mountain trembling like that.

This clumsy peak has long been overgrown with artemisia grass, thorns everywhere, and there is no mountain road, but this old man shuttles through the artemisia grass and thorns, but it is like walking on flat ground, one step is several zhang, and it seems to disappear on the peak in a few slow and fast steps.

Xin Han already knew in his heart that this old man was Li Ruoyu of Humble Peak, but he didn't expect him to be really interesting!

smiled, Xin Han was not polite, and directly looked for it among these palaces, a room that looked pretty good, with a dilapidated but clean futon on the ground, this should be Li Ruoyu's room.

Xin Han found another passable room, simply cleaned it up, and stayed.

Before the retreat, Xin Han used spirit crystals to form a circle of formations to isolate the breath, and directly transported the method of the Dao Sutra 'Wheel Sea Chapter' to start opening up the sea of suffering.

Ye Fan's classmates, after drinking the Divine Spring, the bitter sea naturally opened up, but Xin Han was different, he absorbed the medicinal power of the Divine Spring Holy Fruit and practiced the Nine Turns Xuangong, and it was not used in the slightest to open up the bitter sea.

However, these were not any problems for Xin Han at all, according to the method in the Tao Sutra, he only felt the location of the wheel of life in an instant.

It is a huge wheel as dazzling as the red sun, according to the Taoist scriptures, it is the lay people to give birth to children, and the Taoist people to give birth to bodies, which is the root of monks.

In the life of a mortal, the wheel of life is constantly drying up, and the years will leave a trace on it every year, just like the ring of a tree, when the human body is old, the theory of life has been engraved with the scars of the years, and at that time, it is the moment when the wheel of life is completely broken.

But on Xin Han's red giant wheel, it was as smooth as a mirror, without the slightest trace.

Xin Han was slightly surprised, and then it became clear that he was a true immortal who had attained the Dao, and he jumped out of the Three Realms and was not in the Five Elements, and lived with heaven and earth, so it was reasonable that all traces had been erased from the wheel of life.

As soon as the thought moved, endless life energy gushed out from the wheel of life, directly tearing apart the sea of suffering, and in an instant, the room where Xin Han was retreating suddenly burst into light, bursting into bursts of tsunami, and rushing out of endless golden divine radiance.

The golden sea of bitterness, the bitter sea of bitterness is like the holy body, it is golden!

The divine light is ten thousand ways, brilliant as a rainbow, there are golden waves surging, and accompanied by bursts of lightning and thunder, there is a violent tsunami happening, the waves are soaring into the sky!

Fortunately, he used the spirit crystal in advance to arrange the spirit sealing array, otherwise this kind of momentum would inevitably be perceived by the outside world and cause unnecessary trouble.

The corners of Xin Han's mouth were raised, he knew that he was definitely not a holy body, because of the immortal body, the blood flowing in his veins had changed from red to gold, so there was no fuss about the bitter sea turning golden.

Perhaps the same as the Eucharist is the surging energy.

After running the Xuanfa recorded in the "Tao Sutra", the golden sea of bitterness was used for an endless stream of essence, and all the limbs and bones were nourished by this, and his incomparable immortal body was once again strong, and at the same time, the void pill condensed on the two palms of the palace acupoint was condensed again.

Xin Han wanted to condense the Qi and Blood Great Pill again in both palms at the same time, and this time the demand was actually a thousand times that of the second Qi and Blood required in the body.

With his immortal muscles and jade bones, and the golden blood around his body, it also takes time to accumulate slowly, but he didn't expect that as soon as this bitter sea opened, it would have the benefit of nourishing the Void Pill, which made Xin Han pleasantly surprised.

The bitter and cold sea of bitterness, the vitality is endless, just opened, it is like a boundless golden ocean, he transported the method on the Tao Sutra, and immediately a wisp of gold silk overflowed from the sea of bitterness, floating in the sky above the golden sea of bitterness.

This is the divine pattern that was born from the bitter sea.

It only took a moment for the golden bitter sea to condense hundreds of divine patterns, and Xin Han stopped and began to think about what kind of 'weapon' to condense.

According to the records of the wheel of the sea scroll of the "Tao Sutra", the four realms of the bitter sea, the spring of life, the divine bridge, and the other side, each realm can temper a 'device'.

However, in this realm of bitter sea, the first "instrument" tempered is the foundation of the future, and it is much more effective than the "instrument" tempered in other realms.

And Xin Han only plans to practice until he opens up the sea of bitterness, and it is enough to temper this one instrument.

But he had to be cautious in his choice of this 'instrument'.

Originally, because of the Xuanhuang Qi that he might get his hands on, he also planned to make a Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda out, but at this time he hesitated, because he now got the Demon Emperor's imperial soldiers, which were the ontology of the Chaos Blue Lotus.

If you temper your 'weapon' with reference to the appearance of Chaos Qinglian, you will definitely be no worse than the pagoda.

But he also felt that whether it was the tower or the Chaos Blue Lotus, after all, it was something that others had played, thinking that the Flood Saint, the supreme powerhouse in the sky, no matter which weapon it was, it was all with obvious personal characteristics.

Bells, tripods, towers, mirrors, pots, beads, lotus platforms, second trees, and even hydrangeas are all leftovers from other people's play.

Xin Han's heart moved suddenly, so why not make a heavy weapon that no one else has played and that fits his identity and mind! (To be continued.) )