Naturally, there are no past 1,000 years in the world, but there are still more than 10 years. The years of cultivation were calm and waveless, but fortunately, Liu Qinghuan was used to it, and he didn't feel lonely.

On this day, the roaring sound suddenly sounded in the sea of purple bamboo, as if the spring tide was rising, the big river flowed, the ethereal cyan aura was undulating like clouds and mist, steaming and misty, and the golden and jade purple bamboos stretched the emerald green bamboo leaves, exuding vigorous vitality.

Liu Qinghuan opened his eyes, his expression was calm and indifferent, and the overflowing cyan aura came back one after another, all flowing back into his body.

He sighed slightly regretfully, and whispered to himself: "The dantian is already full, but the fusion is ......."

Since some time ago, in order to reach the Great Perfection, Liu Qinghuan began to try to integrate the Yuan Infant with his own Dao Realm, but there has been no progress for so many days.

Yuan Baby, condensing the true yuan of the monk's body, the three souls and seven spirits condensed into a baby, turned into a yang god, but the world travels, and the god is too empty. The Dao realm is the monk's perception of his life and his understanding of the rules of heaven and earth. Body and life, God and mind, need to be completely integrated in order to reach the realm of transforming gods.

Liu Qinghuan's cultivation realm is the way of life and death. The way of life and death is the avenue, when in the underground palace of the place of death, he was forced into the Taiji Yin and Yang Demon Sealing Array by a corpse, and suffered the pain of soul erosion at the junction of Xuanyang anger and Xuanyin death.

Liu Qinghuan tapped his eyebrows, and a little sword light fell into his hand, turning into a small sword.

However, this sword is not a sword, and the "Bamboo Heart Swordsmanship" of the Wen Shi School is not a sword, but a Tao, so the floating sword is the concrete body of his Tao.

With a slight twist of his fingertips, the Floating Sword gradually became soft in his sight, and after a while, it turned into a twisted blue and black qi, flowing back and forth between his fingers, gradually becoming invisible.

Liu Qinghuan looked up at the sky, surrounded by the artistic conception of Ren Dao, and slowly closed his eyes.

And when he was devoting himself to the fusion Dao realm, the outside world would not stand still in time, but would be windy, clouds and fog rolling, and the appearance of the wind and clouds would change.

Huang Eryao and Jingjue worked together, and after Liu Qinghuan retreated for a few years, he finally refined the third Fengtian Dan talisman.

However, at this time, the spatial crack in the Ten Thousand Demon Valley of the Howling Wind Continent was fierce, and the monks of the two realms were all concentrated here, fighting fiercer than before, fighting back and forth for control of the spatial channel, and the Heaven Sealing Pill Fu did not have the time to use it at all.

Wen Dao went to the Yin Moon Blood Realm and had a secret conversation with Xuan Ji for three days, and then the other party refused to give up attacking Yun Mengze, he turned around and went to the Netherworld, single-handedly slaughtered Xuan Ji's lair Yin Tian Palace, and almost turned the entire Yin Tian Palace into the sky!

Xuan Ji vomited so much that she almost vomited blood, and called for the help of the two ghost emperors of Luo Di in Luo Yu Mountain and Zhaoyang in the hidden capital, but who was Wen Dao? Since he set foot on the road of cultivating immortals, he has been arrogant and unruly, and he has never been afraid of anyone! Not to mention that he has been operating in the Netherworld for many years, and he has three or two friends.

The two sides fought against each other, but in the end they still failed to fight. It's like two people fighting, they may start if they don't get along, but if a group of people fight, most of them will end up in failure.

It is impossible for Luo Di, Zhaoyang and the others to blatantly attack Yun Mengze, if the three ghost emperors dare to attack together, it will be completely ignoring the existence of the "Nine Heavens Agreement", and Xuan Ji does not have such a big face.

In the end, Xuan Ji could only knock out her teeth and swallow blood, received some symbolic compensation from Wen Dao, and recalled her ghost army in a gloomy manner.

She didn't retreat, she couldn't do it, she said: "If you can demolish the Yin Tiangong once, you can demolish it a second time, as long as she dares to come!"

As a result, a large number of ghosts in the underworld withdrew from the battle, leaving some little ghosts and demons to make no waves.

However, even so, the Yin Moon Blood Realm summoned all the forces that could be mobilized, and all of them poured into the Valley of Ten Thousand Demons, which should not be underestimated. Fortunately, the insect plague in the Shuoyue Realm finally flooded, and he couldn't pull out, which allowed Yun Mengze, who was relatively weak, to withstand the attack.

At the same time, the Ten Thousand Spirits Realm, which was pinned on infinite hopes by the Yin Moon Blood Realm, had not been able to open the boundary gate, because Yun Mengze's side had finally sent out the cross-border communication talisman that Liu Qinghuan had taken out and contacted the Wan Hu Realm.

After getting the news, Wan Hu Realm was like a treasure, and he couldn't wait to take back Yun Mengze immediately, but Yun Mengze said that he would not talk about returning until the end of the Sealing War, and left the Ten Thousand Souls Realm to the other party to solve it.

If the Wan Hu Realm wants to help end the war, it can't be, because there is still a Ten Thousand Souls Realm eyeing it next to it, and they dare to intervene, so that they can sue the Stygian Mountain War Domain. Wan Hu had no choice but to go to the other party to argue, and this delay took many years.

......

It was an uneventful early morning.

Several peaks of the Wenshi Sect were shrouded in a fairy-like morning mist, the golden morning sun sprinkled down from the clouds, the immortal peaks were full of clear autumn sycamores seemed to be plated with a golden edge, and a drop of dew slowly slipped from the tip of the leaf, just hitting a disciple of the Wenshi Sect who passed under the tree.

The disciple raised his head and looked, stretched out his hand to wipe the drops from his forehead, and continued to talk in a low voice with his friend as he walked towards the Taiyi Hall.

"Senior brother, you said that we were sent to the Howling Wind Continent this time, would it be dangerous?"

"Probably not, doesn't it mean that the Yin Moon Blood Realm is now disturbed by the insect plague, and many people have already been withdrawn? Maybe this time we can occupy the space passage again and seal it in one fell swoop!"

"Well, I hope it goes well......"

"Absolutely!"

No one noticed that a figure flew out of the Great Void Cave Heaven in Shangqing, passed through the ninety-nine eighty-one Demon Sealing Pillars, crossed the front mountain, and left the sect without alarming anyone.

After working hard for more than ten years, Liu Qinghuan still did not succeed in fusing the Dao realm, and realized that it was useless to die, so he decided to end the retreat and go out to travel.

This was the first time he had been hindered in his cultivation. In the past, he built the foundation, married the Dan, and even connected the baby, all of which were unusually smooth, so he was suddenly blocked, and he was inevitably depressed, and he didn't want to be known when he got out. And maybe as soon as he appeared, he would be haunted by countless mundane things that he couldn't get rid of, so he simply chose to leave quietly.

changed his appearance, Liu Qinghuan didn't set the direction, just walked around. Going all the way north from Donghuazhou, you will often fall down when you see the town below, live in the crowd for ten days and half a month, and then go on the road again.

Pass through the cold north, detour to the west, and then come to the abyss. There are still many corpses and puppets in the dungeon, and they are bound to the Demon Sealing Array for no time. Then turn south from the desolate Western Regions to the Molten Lands.

After Yun Mengze took a turn, he teleported to the Eastern Wasteland, and quietly went to visit the ancient beast people living in the Suolong Mountain Range, knowing that they were doing well, he went to the Howling Wind Continent again, and saw the crowd cheering and boiling after conquering the spatial passage.

Time flies, and Liu Qinghuan has spent several years in this aimless wandering, but he still hasn't found that opportunity to merge with the realm, and he hasn't touched the rules of heaven about death.

"Uncle, the tea money is on the table, you take it, I'll go." ”

Damochuan, the gathering place of the mortals of the Howling Wind Continent, after years of recuperation, this continent has finally regained some vitality.

In a simple tea shop on the road in the wilderness village, Liu Qinghuan put down a few copper coins, said goodbye to the old man who had been chatting very speculatively just now, and prepared to continue his journey.

The old man, who was just a mortal, wiped his cloudy eyes with a handkerchief, and said, "Little brother, go slowly...... By the way, if you're heading south, make sure to take a detour. ”

Liu Qinghuan stopped and turned around: "What?"

The old man sighed: "There is Qimang Mountain, and a group of robbers came here a few months ago, specializing in robbing passers-by of their money, and if they are not satisfied, they will kill people." So I'd rather go farther away, and you don't have to pass through the Prayer Mountain. ”

Liu Qinghuan thanked him, but did not change the route he was traveling, and continued to go south.

A few ordinary mortal thieves naturally couldn't scare him. If the other party doesn't come out, forget it, if he really comes to rob him, he doesn't mind teaching him a lesson.