months ago.

"Chess Lao, in your exercises, it is said that in order to form a golden pill, you need to find an opportunity to make the two Yi true elements achieve mutual generation and mutual transformation, mutual root and interdependence, and finally merge the two into one to achieve the Liangyi Golden Pill."

The chess elder looked at the chessboard and bowed slightly: "That's right." ”

Feng Yun couldn't help but put down a chess piece with a bitter face and said, "Then what is this opportunity?" It's not going to make me wait, is it? ”

"Wait, of course, it's okay, but it's hard to say whether you can wait." The chess elder also raised his hand and dropped a piece, and then lifted Feng Yun away.

Seeing that Feng Yun was in a hurry, he couldn't help but be anxious on the chessboard, and even more anxious outside the chessboard: "Don't entertain me, if you just talk about the opportunity, then give me a direction." Then another son was left behind. He couldn't help but be in no hurry, most of the other exercises from refining qi into the golden pill came naturally, as long as the qualifications were acceptable, serious cultivation, and the true yuan could be successfully produced to a certain extent, it was just a matter of time. Of course, because of the difference in exercises and qualifications, the degree of condensation of the true yuan will also be different, and the golden pill produced cannot be generalized.

However, Feng Yun's cultivation of the Liangyi Xuanshen Treasure Sutra was not the same, although the efficiency of exhalation was far greater than that of other exercises, but after the true yuan was full, it still could not produce the golden pill. Just because he cultivated the two diametrically opposite true elements of the Pure Yang True Yuan and the Xuanyin True Yuan, Feng Yun did not try to forcibly blend the two True Elements together, but it was always difficult to succeed, and after a period of fruitless results, he had to come here to ask for chess advice.

The old chess man sighed and looked at Feng Yun: "It's a shame that you are still the master of the Liangyi Taoist Book, if you only watch the exercises go step by step, it will really disappoint the old man." ”

Seeing the serious appearance of the chess elder, Feng Yun couldn't help but sit up straight, but he still said helplessly: "Isn't the so-called exercise like this?" The footsteps of the predecessors pave the smooth road for the future. What if I don't follow the steps and practice is wrong? ”

"That's it, no immortal has ever stopped here, so it's no wonder you're short-sighted."

Feng Yun didn't understand why he was involved in the immortals again, but he didn't dare to answer, so he had to obediently wait for the chess old man's words.

"The old man asked you, what do you think the monk is cultivating??"

Hearing this, Feng Yun's expression became solemn: "My generation of monks naturally cultivates the Great Dao, and seeks immortality, but the Great Dao is quiet and invisible, and it is necessary to improve the realm in order to better approach and comprehend the Great Dao, in order to seek immortality." ”

Chess Lao nodded, but shook his head again: "It's true that the Great Dao is quiet and formless, but the realm is not so important. The so-called realm is nothing but the ladder divided by the monk himself, and the so-called exercises are just the method of climbing the ladder that the monk himself has studied, but everything is only for the purpose of understanding the Great Dao, mastering the Great Dao, and those who have attained the Tao can attain immortality! ”

Feng Yun was silent, thinking carefully about the words of the chess elder. Qi Lao's meaning was nothing more than to tell Feng Yun that cultivation was not to improve the realm, but to realize the Great Dao. This time, Feng Yun encountered difficulties in cultivating the Liangyi Xuanshen Treasure Sutra, purely because Feng Yun's short-sightedness only regarded the Liangyi Xuanshen Treasure Sutra as a way to improve his realm, and ignored the mystery of the Great Dao it described.

Seeing that Feng Yun seemed to understand or not, Qi Laoyou continued to ask: "The old man asks you again, what do you think the Great Dao is?" ”

"The rules of heaven and earth?" Feng Yun replied uncertainly.

"Yes and no. The essence of the avenue is actually a kind of power. ”

"Strength?" It was the first time Feng Yun had heard this kind of statement.

"Restrain all the forces of heaven and earth! It's like this. After that, the chess elder picked up a piece and put it on the chessboard, and unconsciously cut off Feng Yun's white son.

The outcome of the chess game has been decided, and the chess old man picked up a cup of tea and said, "The chess game is also over, you should go back." ”

Feng Yun was still immersed in the words of the chess master just now, and only then did he come back to his senses: "Huh? That opportunity......"

"I've said enough, if you still don't understand, just wait." With that, he waved his hand and drove Feng Yun out of the Liangyi Dao Book.

……

"This!" A chill that seemed to come from the soul made Feng Yun tremble. "Isn't he dead, hasn't the bell magic weapon been lifted yet?"

Murong Yue also frowned, although she didn't have Feng Yun's powerful divine soul, she also sensed this abnormality. Murong Yue did not doubt that he had him, and when he raised his hand, he was beaten by a True Yuan Horse, ready to smash Liao Tong's head, no matter what tricks he played, he would only be dead without a head.

However, at this moment, Liao Tong, who was already dead, suddenly raised his head, and the soul bell quickly blocked in front of him, blocking Murong Yue's attack for him.

Feng Yun's eyes widened, a little incredulous, but his hands and feet were still not slow, and he was about to slash at Liao Tong with his knife. However, before he could rush forward, Liao Tong was already floating from the ground like a ghost.

Although Murong Yue didn't know what was going on, she was ready to take out the talisman and give Liao Tong another blow when she saw that the situation was not good, but it was difficult for her true yuan to control the flying phoenix hairpin, otherwise the extremely fast flying phoenix hairpin would be the first choice.

At that moment, the weird Liao Tong opened his mouth and suddenly let out a terrifying scream!

Feng Yun, who was about to rush forward, bore the brunt of the attack, and instantly felt that the sky was spinning, his head was split, and his soul trembled, and he suddenly fell to his knees. The soul of Murong Yue in the back was far less powerful than Feng Yun, and it was even more unbearable, even if he was stunned.

After a while, Feng Yun improved slightly, and quickly raised his head to look at Liao Tong, who had come back from the dead.

I saw that after Liao Tong let out a scream and knocked down the two of them, he did not rush to pursue, but fell on the spot, standing still, as if he was a real dead corpse.

However, Feng Yun was not so optimistic, he endured the sharp pain in his head, and when he turned around, he saw Murong Yue fainting to the ground, he was no longer able to concentrate his divine sense at this time, but even then he could feel that Liao Tong not far away was constantly exuding terrifying yin qi.

I don't know what kind of state Liao Tong is, but the only thing that is certain is that if he steps forward, he will definitely be greeted with a thunderous blow. He slowly retreated vigilantly, came to Murong Yue's side, and inquired about her condition.

"It's okay, I just fainted, but maybe my soul was shaken." Feng Yun meditated in his heart.

Only then did he put his mind at ease and carefully look at the gloomy Liao Tong, and he realized that at some point, Liao Tong's blood-stained hands had a small rusty gong.

At this time, Liao Tong exuded bursts of yin qi, and the huge wound between his chest and abdomen continued to ooze blood. In addition, Liao Tong's skin gradually lost its blood color, and it turned a strange purple after being pale for a long time.

Feng Yun was thinking about whether to use the Pure Yang True Yuan to give such a Liao Tong a lesson, and after a while, he saw that Liao Tong had already opened his eyes and looked at him.

Liao Tong's pupils shrunk to the size of a pin's eye, and with his strange purple face, he looked hideous and weird.

"I, want, kill, you!" Liao Tong's face was distorted, and he said with infinite resentment.

He raised his hand, sliced the robe on his chest with his long, blackened nails, and stabbed it into the flesh. However, his blood had already flowed almost from the huge wound between his chest and abdomen, and there was not much blood splashed this time, but it still caused Feng Yun's discomfort.

Liao Tong didn't care so much, after opening a big hole in his left chest, he actually stuffed the rusty gong in his hand hard, which made Feng Yun have a toothache.

After doing everything, Liao Tong first glanced at Feng Yun strangely, and then looked at Murong Yue, who had killed him, with murderous intent.

"You, you dare to let me, can't, don't become, go away! I'm going to kill you first, and then I'll eat her alive!" ”

"Walking." Feng Yun thought in his heart. The so-called walking shadow is also a zombie, after saying this, Feng Yun remembered the record he saw before, there was an evil sect in ancient times that cultivated the corpse path, and could refine the living or uncorrupted corpse into a zombie walking shadow, these zombies have copper skin and iron bones, infinite strength, and corpse poison, in addition to the lack of intelligence, it is not much better than an ordinary body refining monk, not to be underestimated.

"I remember that zombies are also divided into purple zombies, black zombies, green zombies, and hairy zombies, and I don't know if the flying zombies that are close to the immortals are true. But this Liao Tong looks like he is already purple and stiff, this corpse refining is so fast? Feng Yun slandered in his heart.

After the headache was relieved a little, Feng Yun stepped forward with a knife, the other party was a monk of the One Realm before, he was not an opponent, but now the other party has just turned into a purple zombie, maybe he can fight with him at this time.

Thinking about it, Feng Yun didn't delay any longer and stepped forward quickly. As he ran, he suddenly felt a tearing pain in his head, which made him frown.

Liao Tong, who was gradually regaining his senses, saw Feng Yun rushing over, and after sneering, he shook the soul bell.

The bells rang for a while, and Feng Yun lost his mind instantly, but after only a moment he recovered, but he saw that a jet-black claw had already swung closer, and Feng Yun hurriedly blocked it with a knife. Liao Tong's nails had grown to more than three feet in a few breaths, and they collided with Feng Yun's Yanling knife and sparked several sparks.

Liao Tong smiled hideously, rattling the bell with one hand and grabbing Feng Yun with the other. As long as Feng Yun is not careful, he will be taken advantage of by the soul bell, and after dozens of moves, Feng Yun, who is obviously more powerful, has to defend in embarrassment, and even then he is drawn a few black marks by Liao Tong's claws.

"Corpse poison!" Obviously, Liao Tong's nails did not cut through Feng Yun's skin, but there were bursts of paralysis from the scratched parts. Feng Yun hurriedly transported the true yuan to remove the corpse poison.

"It's not the way to go." After Feng Yunlingdao clenched and swung away Liao Tong's claws again, he stepped into Liao Tong's arms and killed Pinglang!

The sword flashed, and Feng Yun's face sank like water. I saw that Feng Yun's medium-grade spirit knife only entered the flesh for three points and was blocked by the soul bell in Liao Tong's hand, and Feng Yun only noticed that Liao Tong's skin had turned black at some point.

"He's going to be black! How can it be so fast? Feng Yun was shocked and anxious, no longer hiding his moves, and his free left hand immediately carried the Pure Yang True Yuan towards Liao Tong.

Liao Tong was also a monk of the Guiyi Realm, the moment Feng Yun picked up the true yuan, Liao Tong noticed that something was wrong, a natural enemy-like aura suddenly appeared, he didn't dare to hold it up, he took a big mouth, a corpse stinked, and a terrifying scream followed!

Feng Yun also shot at the same time, the pure yang true yuan was revealed, and most of the yin qi wrapped around Liao Tong's body dissipated in an instant, and slapped Liao Tong's chest with a palm!