However, some mountain-cultivated spirit fruits were placed on the edge of the valley. Obviously, they were picked by birds and beasts, and they were also to express their gratitude to Ye Xuan for his enlightenment.

In the valley, beside the ancient pond.

Ethereal and ethereal, like fog and illusion. Ye Xuan sat cross-legged with the nine-stringed zither standing across his knees. The rich water vapor steam steaming in the ancient pond also made Ye Xuan look like an immortal ethereal feeling.

"Why!"

With a long sigh, Ye Xuan slowly stood up, and the nine-stringed zither disappeared. He put his hands on his back and looked down at the pool water ahead, and a touch of trouble passed through his eyes.

"The world has changed, and the years have changed. Ten thousand years have passed. The so-called quasi-saint's realm is far away. Where is my way forward?" Ye Xuan murmured, and his eyes were even more confused.

The world has changed for ten thousand years, and the years have passed and killed the genius!

Immortals are immortal. Ten thousand years are not long, but they are definitely not short. However, after these ten thousand years, Ye Xuan's cultivation has not made any progress at all, and the so-called quasi-saint realm has not even entered the threshold.

Ten thousand years ago, Ye Xuan came to Xiaoyan Mountain. He lived next to this ancient pond. In addition to stabilizing the peak of Daluo's cultivation, he also hoped that he could understand that he had entered the realm of quasi-saints in one fell swoop.

Ye Xuan is a proud person, and even a person with extremely high qualifications. He believes that he can definitely enter the quasi-saint realm, but when he hit this realm, his so-called pride no longer exists, and he feels a deep sense of frustration.

Not to mention entering the realm of quasi-saints, Ye Xuan could not even get how to enter the quasi-saint, as if there was a dead end ahead of him, and he had reached the end and had no way out.

There are differences between immortals and saints, and the difference between heaven and earth. These are two levels of life. How could it be so simple to get from immortals to saints?

You should know that there is never a shortage of amazing people in this world, but how many people have never stopped practicing to the peak of Daluo, and they have no hope of entering the ranks of quasi-saints in their entire lives?

If the quasi-saint is so easy to enter, then there will be as numerous as the quasi-saints since the creation of the world.

After ten thousand years, Ye Xuan examined himself. He re-observed the Immortal Sutra and studied the bronze Immortal Sutra left by Yuan Ling, hoping to find a way to enter the quasi-saint.

Unfortunately, ten thousand years have passed and Ye Xuan has gained nothing. He only knows two words about how to enter the quasi-saint.

Really spiritual!

Yes, it is the true spirit. If you want to step into the quasi-saint, you must turn the soul into the true spirit. Only when the true spirit is born can you achieve the position of the quasi-saint.

In the past, the ancestor of Wanpoison once said, "The true spirit is immortal, and the quasi-saint is immortal!"

This sentence is not just a saying, but a symbol of the true meaning of the quasi-saint realm.

Ye Xuan had no way to start how to transform the soul into the true spirit, and Ye Xuan could vaguely feel that he was following the method of becoming a saint with his strength. Even if he could transform the soul into the true spirit, he might not be able to achieve the position of quasi-saint.

Because of the method of pursuing power to cultivate the soul and the body, you must know that Ye Xuan's Daluo Immortal Body is only one step away from Dacheng, but this step cannot be overcome.

Only when the Daluo Immortal Body enters great success, the immortal soul turns into the true spirit. When the body and the true spirit are united, his life level will also go from immortals to saints, which will also mean that he can turn into a quasi-saint.

Ye Xuan understands the truth, but how to make the Daluo Immortal Body enter the great success, and how to turn the immortal soul into the true spirit?

Two major problems were placed in front of Ye Xuan. Even though these ten thousand years have passed, he has thought about various methods and even carried out in seclusion and practice frantically, it is useless in the end.

One step away, the difference between heaven and earth!

Ye Xuan was really unwilling to give up, but he was useless to be unwilling to give up. He had been shackled at the peak of Daluo for ten thousand years, and the quasi-saint realm was even more distant.

In fact, Ye Xuan was too anxious. You should know which other peak Daluo has been trapped in this situation for tens of millions of years?

Whether it is Kong Xuan or Duobao Tathagata, how many people can enter the realm of saints when they look at the Daluo in the Three Realms?

The right time, place and people are harmonious, and the realm of quasi-saint is so mysterious. Everyone has different ways of stepping in. Look at the reputation of the Ten Thousand Poisons Ancestor is not famous, but he just stepped into the quasi-saint. This is a matter of personal opportunity.

Next to the ancient pond!

Ye Xuan's eyebrows were drooping, and his heart was filled with turmoil. He set himself for 30,000 years. He had to step into the quasi-saint within 30,000 years, because he had a premonition that if he could not step into the quasi-saint, he would definitely suffer an unimaginable disaster, and perhaps he would have had a dry bone under his feet.

"Are you really going to find Hongmeng Purple Qi?" Ye Xuan murmured to himself, recalling what the leader of Tongtian said to him in his mind.

"It's just that I am on the path of pursuing power. If I really rely on Hongmeng purple qi to achieve the quasi-saint position, I am afraid that my Daluo Immortal Body and Immortal Yuanshen will completely collapse, and will completely cut off the path of pursuing power!"

"And, even if I give up the path to prove the truth with my strength, where is the Hongmeng purple qi?"

Ye Xuan shook his head and sighed, his eyes becoming more and more confusion, because since his youth, he has experienced too many hardships throughout his cultivation, and he has not known how many dead bones have accumulated behind him. However, he has never been shackled in a certain realm and has always been improving his cultivation with great momentum.

Until today, he is at the peak of Daluo, and the quasi-saint realm is ahead, but he is trapped in the same place. Even though he has an indelible will in his heart, he feels a deep sense of powerlessness when facing the quasi-saint's natural barrier.

At the peak of Daluo, he is called the ancestor and the quasi-saint cannot come out, so he should be able to look down on the three realms. This may be a supreme glory for others, but it is not worth mentioning to Ye Xuan, because in the eyes of the quasi-saint, the Golden Immortal of Daluo is just an ant, and Ye Xuan has never forgotten that there are the six supreme saints above the quasi-saint.

The reflection of the ancient pond, Ye Xuan stood firmly.

He was like a rock that never moved forever, and was thinking about his own way forward. A large amount of water mist rose from the ancient pond and covered his figure.

...

"Hu Mei'er, don't give up on resisting quickly, otherwise don't blame my king for being ruthless."

The fire shines through the sky and runs across the sky.

A demon cloud covering the sky came across the sky, and thousands of demons roared and roared in the demon clouds. I saw a girl in the void looking peerless, urging the demon technique to run away in the void.

"Madam, you should follow me. You can't escape from the palm of my king."

Suddenly, a childish voice came from the void, and a little fire blocked Hu Meier's path, which also changed the girl's face and chewed her silver teeth.
Chapter completed!