Quanmin: I recited the Three Thousand Daozang and became a Celestial Master

The two of them passed through the canyon against the wind, and came to Jianmen again to close it.

In the middle of the night, the mountains and rivers stretching for thousands of miles under the pass give people a kind of spirit that one man guards the pass and is invincible to all enemies.

The sword gate is closed, because most of the buildings are made of old wood, so it can be preserved to this day, and there are not too many ruins.

One old and one young, standing in front of the door, eyes looking forward.

This is Sichuan and Shu, and the country will not abandon Sichuan and Shu.

60 years ago, the fate of the Huaxia Human Race turned in Sichuan and Shu. 60 years ago, the preparations will be complete and Sichuan and Shu will be taken down.

This place is a battleground among the three families, the Horned Ghost and Shesha aliens can attack at any time, and there is the Tongmai alien in the local area. The three major alien races are concentrated in Sichuan and Shu, and it is destined to be a fight.

If Huaxia wants to regain Sichuan and Shu, all kinds of detailed speculation must be known.

At that time, more than 50 soldiers did not defend, so Ye Xiang also knew very well that the affairs of Sichuan and Shu should not be rushed.

The luck of the country, even if it rises, can't be too big in one step, it can only be done step by step.

Ye Xiang closed his eyes and began to meditate on branding the Immortal Mark.

The five viscera and six internal organs in the body are deeply imprinted with immortal lines, emitting a strange light and shining brightly.

The qi of the five elements is almost perfect, and the eighth human immortal pattern has been imprinted to the end again, and it will probably break through tonight.

If it wasn't for the snake queen who has been chasing him these days, it would have been completed long ago.

Holding the ancient book in his hand, Wang Lu quietly read the book by the moonlight, looking at Ye Xiang from time to time, and a smile could not help but appear on the corner of his mouth.

The young man cultivates the way of immortality, not seeking immortality for the sake of immortality.

Only for the safety of the country and the people.

What a Taoist celestial master, what a young man.

In the middle of the night, Ye Xiang's body was covered with human fairy marks, and the tyrannical breath of human immortal body spread.

Wang Lu had expected it a long time ago, raised his brush, and wrote the word "Seal" around the Jianmen Pass to seal the aura that Ye wanted to break through.

The strange human-immortal pattern gradually disappeared. Ye Xiang opened his eyes and could clearly feel that his body was much stronger again, especially the internal organs. Although it is very calm now, once the qi of five revolutions is circulated, it will be like thunder and fire , surging.

He seldom uses the five-element method, and usually the golden light mantra and thunder method are enough, but as the five-element qi is strengthened internally, the power of the five-element method will naturally not be weak.

The Qi of the Five Elements can be integrated into spiritual power, but the spiritual power is different from the Qi of the Five Elements. This is the internal cultivation of the innate Qi, which is mainly for internal cultivation rather than performing the art of the Five Elements.

Therefore, the stronger the innate qi is, and the later it is, the smoother and smoother the imprinting speed of the Immortal Pattern will be.

Now it has broken through to the ninth time, and the level has also reached level 48.

It's not far away from turn five.

Ye Xiang didn't finish his training. After getting familiar with the brand-new internal training intensity, he continued to meditate on the imprinted immortal pattern on his internal organs.

This last layer of breakthrough is the end of the third layer of human immortal body, completely laying down the foundation of top-level immortal root inner training.

During cultivation, time passed quickly.

As if only a moment had passed, Ye Xiang opened his eyes as if feeling something.

Just in time to see the dawn break, the golden crow jumped out of the mountain.

Standing on the closed sword gate, watching this scene condescendingly, it is no better than the feeling on top of any mountain peak.

Without much hesitation, he ran the ancient breathing method and began to absorb the early morning purple energy.

After the immortal body made a breakthrough, countless purple qi fell into the abdominal cavity like a siphon, and the purple gold pill rotated rapidly, and the meaning of perfection became more and more obvious.

The entire Zi Mansion is full of immortal energy, the pure Yang Peach Wood Sword, the Celestial Master's vestment, and the Kongtong seal are all in the Zi Mansion, full of purple energy, and even the three magical artifacts can be better preserved.

After ten minutes, Ye wanted to end his practice.

Opening the eyes, the Purple Golden Pill is close to the completion of the third turn. After each practice, the purple energy in the eyes will be very strong, and it will take a long time to dissipate slowly.

Vision is like this, clearer day by day.

Ye Xiang could clearly see the veins on the leaves thousands of meters away.

At this time, Wang Lu put down the book and immersed himself in the world in the book. It is also a Confucian practice method, which does not affect the spirit and can enrich himself.

He raised his head and looked at Ye Xiang and said, "It seems that I have made a lot of progress tonight."

Ye Xiang said with some embarrassment: "It's the teacher's teaching yesterday, and I have learned something."

The two then walked down Jianmen Pass and came to the village again.

Although it is not long before sunrise, many people in this village have already started working.

Both Ye Xiang and Mr. Wang Lu didn't hide their bodies, so they walked on the dirt road and walked straight over.

Soon someone noticed them. At first, they thought they were dazzled, so they rubbed their eyes quickly.

After confirming that he was not mistaken, the freshly harvested rice in his hand couldn't help but fell on the field.

Someone is coming from outside!

There was someone there! ?

The man subconsciously stepped back a few steps, and after a thorough reaction, he quickly turned around and ran away!

According to the ancestral precepts left behind, if one day, outsiders come in.

Either a terrible alien race, or a compatriot of the same human race.

"Village chief! Village chief! Someone is coming! Someone is coming outside!"

The villager who first spotted Ye Xiang shouted loudly.

Immediately, everyone in the whole village heard it, and many people opened the doors one after another and came out curiously.

Soon, an old man in an old military uniform walked out of the house with the support of his relatives.

He is the village head of this village. He used to be just an ordinary soldier. After the defeat in Sichuan and Shu, it was too late to evacuate, so he had to bring some survivors to Jianmen Pass, waiting for the day when the national army would come back again. First, it is more than 60 years.

Fortunately, the Jianmen Pass is steep, and almost no foreign race can notice it.

It is estimated that they did not expect that there are villages behind the two peaks.

Ye Xiang followed Mr. Wang, and stopped before reaching the entrance of the village, and did not enter rashly.

Soon, hundreds of people rushed to the entrance of the village, looking at Ye Xiang and Wang Lu curiously, they could clearly feel the difference in temperament between the two.

At this time, Ye Xiang saw the old village head who was being helped to come. The old military uniform made him stand in awe.

On the military uniform, it is the former rank of platoon leader, first class soldier.

Although the military rank is not high, it is hard to imagine the hardships of being able to lead so many people and survive for so many years in the occupied Sichuan and Shu.

Wang Lu looked at the village chief in front of him, and said softly, "Hello, village chief. My name is Wang Lu, a Confucianist."

Jiang Quan became excited when he heard about Confucianism.

On the Sichuan-Shu battlefield, Confucianism contributed a lot, but it was also because of this battle that almost all the gentlemen of Confucianism died in battle.

Looking back at that scene, Jiang Quan couldn't help admiring him now.

In one sentence, how many gentlemen stand in front of all living beings, even if their whole body is eaten away by the curse halo of the alien race, and their bones are exposed, they have never been afraid.

"Sir...has the country come back?" Jiang Quan looked at him with tears in his eyes and asked.