Legend of Immortal Cultivation in Myriad Realms

Chapter 243 Promotion
In an instant, the Flying Sword of Fate flew over a distance of tens of miles, and appeared in a temple outside the city. That day, the woman on crutches in the calligraphy and painting shop was sitting in a dark room , his face was pale, and there was still a trace of dark red blood at the corner of his mouth.

Behind her, there is a very mysterious black god statue. The god statue has a green face and fangs, and a terrifying face, like an evil spirit climbing up from hell.

On his head was a tall, pointed hat, which was white and sinister.

one look,
I don't want to be a decent god.

"Damn you bastard!"

"The fairy in the painting that was born in that painting actually has such tricks, and even recognized that scholar boy as the master!"

The old woman's eyes flickered with resentment: "That damned scholar boy, stole my chance, and even killed my little devil!

I have to kill you, you have to die!
Since you killed my little ghost, I will take your soul out, torture it every day, refine it into a ghost, and use it for me! "

The old woman's voice was eerie, like the sound of a ghost coming from the friction of iron plates.

When she thought that the little ghost she had cultivated day and night was actually taken away, the resentment in her heart rose like a tide. Solve the hatred in my heart!
"bass!"

Just when the old woman was thinking about how to kill Chu Tian, ​​the air in the temple suddenly shook, and then a radiant seven-color light suddenly appeared, attracting her attention.

"Serving evil priests and doing many evils, after death, you should go to the hell of tongue pulling and frying pan!"

Groaning and rumbling, it was like a judgment from the gods.

The old woman trembled all of a sudden.

"What, what's going on, I just want to kill a scholar boy, how could I provoke such a terrifying existence?"

she thought in horror.

"No, no, this voice is obviously the business of that kid that day, how is it possible, impossible, impossible! Who are you!!!"

She screamed,

However, the next moment, her voice stopped abruptly.

She couldn't think about it anymore.

In her frightened eyes,
The heavenly sword swept past, and as the natal flying sword penetrated her body instantly, her consciousness fell into deep darkness.

Then, the Heavenly Sword turned around in the temple, chopping the unknown evil god in the temple into pieces. With a shake of the sword body, ripples appeared in the space, and the whole temple was turned into ruins.

Then, the space became thicker, and the Flying Sword of Fate passed through the space, returned directly to Chu Tian's side, and inserted into his body.

"It's really over the top!"

Chu Tian just snorted coldly, then he didn't take it seriously, and continued to describe Danqing.

After a painting was finished, Chu Tian stroked his hand and put the painting into the space ring.

At this time, the moonlight outside the window was hidden behind the white clouds, the fallen leaves of the osmanthus trees in front of the window fluttered, and the red carps were swimming freely in the water tank, and the world was extremely quiet.

Chu Tian walked to the bed, took off his clothes, opened the thin quilt and fell asleep.

The breathing is light and shallow, vaguely absent.

The acupoints on the body are wide open, continuously inhaling the spiritual energy of the outside world into the body, automatically circulating in the meridians, turning it into its own mana, and finally flowing into the dantian, being absorbed into the golden core, and after being assimilated by the golden core Afterwards, under the supplement of strands of mana, the golden core expanded extremely slowly at a speed invisible to the naked eye.

As always,
After Chu Tian fell asleep, he entered a field of colorful flowers.

The flower fields are so big that you can't see the edge at a glance, and the eyes are full of colorful flowers.The air is filled with the fragrance of flowers, refreshing and refreshing as the wind blows over, making people feel refreshed.

In this flower field, the spirit of the hundred flowers, like a fairy, is wearing a long skirt and walking in the flower field.

She was barefoot, and the wind was blowing her skirt like a butterfly fluttering among flowers.

"I'm Xu Xian, written in Chinese, what's your name, girl?"

Chu Tian asked slowly.

The girl was visibly taken aback.

After this period of time, the two of them had quite a tacit understanding, and it was a hearty and dark battle, and there was no redundant language.

"Let's call Nujia Rumeng."

Her voice was waxy and sweet.

Walking in front of Chu Tian, ​​the clothes on her body had been blown away by the breeze, like a body drawn by the most exquisite painter, she was thrown into his arms,
After the cloud and rain,
Chu Tian hugged the moving body in his arms from behind, admiring the flowing white clouds in the sky together.

"Take me to your house to see."

Chu Tian leaned close to Ru Meng's ear, blew on her earlobe, and said softly.

Ru Meng turned her head, glanced at Chu Tian, ​​and then nodded lightly: "Mr. Lang, come with the servant's house."

She said, stood up, took Chu Tian's hand, and walked forward barefoot.

In the flower field, an arch made of hundreds of flowers suddenly appeared.

One step out, there are two worlds.

Like Doraemon's arbitrary door, it entered another place.

There is a big garden here, and outside the garden, there are pavilions, towers and pavilions, clouds and fog.

What a fairy house in the painting!
The two are naked, like the images of the gods in Greek mythology, the male is mighty and the female is beautiful.

Ru Meng pulled Chu Tian and flew up to the tallest tower in the Immortal Mansion.

As far as the eye can see, the mountains are full of shadows,
In the ear is the waterfall torrent coming from a very far distance, and in the ear is the singing of birds and insects.

Chu Tian looked at this side of the world,
You are clearly in the painting, but you feel like you are in a fairyland.

"I am in my dream, but I entered the painting from the dream, dreaming in the fairy house. True and false, real and false, is the me in the dream the illusory me or the real me?"

Chu Tian looked at the endless mountain shadows all around him,
A truth gradually became deep in my heart.

Under Chu's state of harmony between heaven and man, one of the messy and endless silk threads suddenly lit up!
Chu Tian stretched out his slender fingers to touch gently,

Like touching the strings.

"bass!"

Chu Tian only felt a soft sound, as if a force turned into a long knife and slashed at his golden core.

He took Ru Meng's hand, landed in the sea of ​​flowers, and walked through the arch made of hundreds of flowers.

Looking inside,

There is still a new trace in his dantian!
Intentionally planting flowers but not blooming, unintentionally planting willows and willows make a shade.

The third trace proves that he has entered the Golden Core Triple Layer.

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　　Thank you Xiao Yu for the reward.

　　Tomorrow my classmate is getting married and I will go to her house in the evening.

　　Before I knew it, every classmate was getting married, time flies so fast!
　　The glory is easy to pass away, and the beauty is easy to grow old. It would be great if I could live forever.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)