Author: Paper Raised Clouds

However, if someone else wants to be a person who is in the "Yuanhuang Transformation of Dragons", he may not be able to do it.

Zhou Qing stretched out his hand and opened a large closed window. The night breeze blew on his face and his forehead was covered in jade.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, two spirits rose slowly, one yin and one yang, and the blue pool of strange treasures lies in the center, countless seal scripts are scattered, hitting them, and then shooting in all directions, intertwining light and darkness.

If you can practice to achieve the ultimate completion of the Tongzhi within one month, the "Yuanhuang Transformation of Dragons" is a hand of gold, and the two spirits in your body and the Qingchi of Creation are indispensable.

After all, the true skills of the Biyou Palace involve complex internal Qi and real network, and the circulation of the sky cannot be opened and closed. It is like a lady in the boudoir embroidery, with a delicate jade hand pulling the silver needle and flying threads tilting the slanted, allowing the beautiful flowers to bloom in a square inch, showing their exquisiteness and delicacy.

During practice, monks are required to concentrate and not make any mistakes, which consumes amazing divine will.

In the past, in Biyou Palace, those who were awarded the "Yuanhuang Transformation Picture" were all disciples with extraordinary talents and powerful innate divine will. When they practiced, they had to take the elixirs refined by the sect from time to time to hold on.

He was born with two spirits and had strong divine will, even the disciples who entered the Taoist temple in Biyou Palace could not resist it. The sweet rain produced in the Qing Pond of Creation has the power of creation, and it is not comparable to the elixir.

With such an advantage, coupled with the fact that I always have a sense of urgency in my heart, I can practice every second to achieve the current success of Tongmai.

It can be said that such cultivation speed was achieved in Biyou Palace back then.

Zhou Qing's face had just emerged, and his eyes were as if silver was painted everywhere. The sky and the earth were white. He suddenly thought of the super sect Biyou Palace, which had once occupied the East Sea.

The first volume of "The Yuan Emperor's Transformation of Dragons" is dedicated to the entry-level article of Taoism, which breaks the conventions and is extraordinary, which is amazing. The second volume of "The second volume of Qi Refining" has opened up new ways, and it is unique and has a grand view.

Such an unconventional "The Dragon Transformation of Yuanhuang" is just one of the "three skills and six methods" of Biyou Palace. You can see through the leopard, which shows that the profoundness of the super sect of Biyou Palace is unimaginable.

But even the Biyou Palace, which is so powerful, collapsed and disappeared under the disaster.

The cold light shot from the large windows that opened on all sides, and the cold color shone brightly, and Zhou Qing's smile gradually calmed down.

No matter how fast you practice, you will not break through to the level of marrow cleaning, the cage dilemma in Hengnan Zhou clan will not change.

Zhou Qing calmed down, turned around, and slowly lit up the sandalwood in the three-legged stove placed on the jade table in the floating cabinet. He watched the curling smoke rise from light to thick, and after a while, he completely calmed down.

Unlike ordinary skills, the world's top method like "The Yuanhuang Transforms Dragon Picture" emphasizes one's own way of doing things with the flow and it will be natural.

As long as the foundation is solid and the preparations are complete, as soon as the opportunity to break through the barrier comes, you will immediately accumulate strength and reach the peak.

Zhou Qing returned to the sea of ​​consciousness, and the Qing pond floated quietly, and wisps of inexplicable rays came over, like the bright light at noon, throwing into the pond, scattering into the rain-like rain.

A thin layer of water has accumulated in the pool, which is crystal clear and bright, and creation is a result of its achievements.

This water washes itself, and it has endless wonderful uses.

Since waking up, the Qingchi Pond of Creation has revived, and it absorbs energy from the dark every day and turns into sweet rain.

It doesn't seem to be much, but it can be achieved by accumulating every day. And because of the current state, it is impossible to use too much, so there is still a surplus.

I have already completed my meridians and have not sensed the genital genitals in my body. The internal qi changes. It is not that I have not accumulated enough, but that the opportunity has not arrived.

"An opportunity to cleanse marrow."

Zhou Qing looked at Bai Yue outside the window and suddenly remembered the original "The Yuanhuang Transformation of Dragons" he saw in his previous life. After opening the true skills, it was not a scripture, but a treasure map of dragons. It came out of water, flew in the sky, traveling clouds and rain, and howling the world.

"Could it be,"

Zhou Qing's heart moved, and a little light appeared in his pupils, as if he was sailing on a dark and vast river surface, without telling the direction. Suddenly there was a fishing fire village lamp ahead, and the light was in sight.

"Um?"

Unexpectedly, Zhou Qing let out a muffled groan, he took a deep breath, came to the window, and looked west.

There is a hanging building opposite. The building is divided into three floors, with heavy beams, flying eaves, alarm bells hanging under the eaves, and a sky-blue glazed tiles. Above the tip of the building, there is a bronze gourd in the town, decorated with dragons, phoenixes, tigers, lions and other squatting beasts, with smoke and clouds lingering and colorful clouds.

Compared with this hanging building, the temple where I am is suddenly trivial, and the specifications are not at the same level.

According to the rules of Shuixiang Xiaozhu, the higher the level of the building, the more important the people in it are, at least in the upper and lower parts of Qingyun Garden.

Zhou Qing frowned and stared at the Xuanlou not far away. He considered his situation and the other party's status and did not want to cause trouble, but there was obviously someone in the Xuanlou who was peeping at the floating pavilion on the monastery where he was.

This peeping is definitely intentional, because it is not concealed and swaggered, and any monk who opens the meridian can sense it.

If you practice Zhoutian transportation in such unscrupulous eyes, you will definitely be disturbed and you will not be able to concentrate.

The other party's move exuded a malice that was coming to his face.

Zhou Qing looked at the Shanglou in the west, thought of Zhou Luoyun, who was hostile to him and had not met yet, and remembered the meaningful reminder of the butler Zhou before leaving, and made a guess.

After spending half a cup of tea in the monastery again, Zhou Qing found that from the hanging on the building that kept peeking, like a shadow, and even became more severe with time, it finally became a substantial beam, falling on its head, gathering but not dispersing, and hanging down one white light after another like wings.

I turned on a spotlight to make the temple a big stage and let myself appear on stage to perform? It is obvious that people won’t let them practice quietly!

Zhou Qing suppressed his anger and looked for a countermeasure.

"Look for Butler Zhou Da?" Zhou Qing had just come up with this idea and immediately rejected it, "No."

When I moved into Shuixiang Xiaozhu, I had exhausted my uncle's favor. To be realistic, I am a completely tenant and an outsider.

Although the person living on the opposite side of the Hanging Tower does not know his specific identity, he can only look at the specifications of the Hanging Tower to determine that the other party has a lot of weight in Qingyun Garden, and is likely to be the sons and nephews of the master Qingyun Garden, the nephews and descendants of the Qingyun Garden.

I am an outsider and I am with my own people from Qingyunyuan. I want Qingyunyuan to be fair. The consequences can be imagined. Don’t humiliate yourself.

"In this case," Zhou Qing visualized the Hualong treasure map drawn by Biyougong Zhengong again, and sensed the restlessness in his body that was so subtle that it would be ignored. A sharp color flashed in his pupils, but there was a gentle smile on his face, and he said, "That will happen to him later."

With a decision, Zhou Qing tidied up his clothes and heads towards the rippling moonlight on the open glass window, then went down to the floating pavilion, left Bingliu Jingshu, and breeze was coming from under his feet, heading straight to the hanging building in the west.

After a dozen breaths, Zhou Qing stopped and came to the hanging building. Unlike what he saw at a high place, when he got closer, he saw the extraordinaryness of the hanging building.

At the bottom, a pot was hanging, and the bottom was at the top and bottom, and large clouds were pouring out, clear and clear, like water waves. Several lotus flowers stood in the center, and the light colors spread out, clustered.

On one side of the lotus are many beautiful girls, with their black hair tied up, their palace skirts tied up, and their beautiful faces are even better than lotus.

When Zhou Qing saw this, he raised his eyebrows.

The waves, cloud shadows and lotus flowers are all illusions poured out by magical instruments, and the girls should have projected them on the first floor of the hanging building and integrated them into the painting.

This posture is just to show off the pomp.

The people in the building are very proud and qualified to be very proud.

He stood in front of the building, skipped the reflection on this floor, and looked straight to the roof. Under the turbulence of internal energy, his eyes were full of stern coldness.

A monk who is Tongmai can see through the heavy smoke and fog, and his eyesight is amazing.

This movement seemed to have two searchlights turned on, and even the surrounding water was torn apart, sweeping from bottom to top, and heading straight to the high place.

Almost at the same time, a window on the third floor of the Hanging Building opened, revealing a pair of eyes from it, looking down below, high above.

The two looked at each other, and they were pointed at each other.

"Oh."

A sound came out from the upstairs, a little surprised, and then the window closed silently, leaving no eyes.

After a while, a girl with a draped bun turned out from the first floor. Her green skirt was hanging down to her ankles, and she was in a state of dignity. When she saw Zhou Qing, she lifted her skirt and said, "My young master is waiting on the third floor, please follow me."

Zhou Qing didn't say anything, just nodded.

The girl in the water-green palace skirt led the way forward, and Zhou Qing followed behind, entered the hanging building, and looked at her secretly.

I found that along the way, there were white jade, red gold, and glazed glasses, and some of the hanging lamps even hung to the ground, colliding with the water like a spring. Different colors bloomed brilliantly, with a kind of magnificence.

The further you go, the more water and air inspiration you get. By the time you reach the second floor, you have surpassed the floating pavilion of Bingliu Jingshu, and you feel misty and rain from time to time.

"If you can practice here, the effect will be better."

Zhou Qing was thinking about it, and when he looked up, he found that he had arrived outside the door of the top floor.

The girl in the green skirt who was leading the way stopped, stood on one side of the door, raised the curtain with one hand, and smiled impeccably on her face, and said fragilely: "Please."

Zhou Qing opened his back and walked in with his head raised.

It is very spacious inside, and there is a large clear spring in the center. The water is extremely white and surging like frost and snow. There are also bluestones half-height of people in the spring, with nine holes on it. The water flows down from the holes, colliding and colliding, and roaring.

In front of the spring stone, there was a tall jade bed, a golden crown and a long robe in a flowing cloud. The man sat steadily, with thin eyebrows and long eyes, and a face like a jade crown. He held a half-open fan in one hand. When he looked around, he felt a sense of arrogance.

On the right side of the man, there was a woman who looked in her twenties and looked extremely beautiful. She was holding a bronze mirror, and the bright light was flashing.

As we get closer, we can see that the Bingliu Temple is reflected on the mirror surface of the bronze mirror.

There is no doubt that it is this woman who is using magic tools and peeking at the Bingliu Monastery, which makes people not feel at ease in practicing.

Zhou Qing didn't look at the woman holding the bronze mirror. As soon as he entered the door, he stared at the man on the jade bed and shouted: "Who are you? Why are you practicing indiscriminately?"
Chapter completed!