Wu Cidi used powerful thoughts to control the power of heaven and earth to support Xuanlang's huge body and walked towards the valley ahead.

It's a pity to throw this beast corpse of the God King into the wild forest like this. It's better to bake it yourself as dry food and use it as a rare spoil.

Eating the beast meat of the God King level is of great benefit to him. After all, this kind of beast meat is precious.

Xue Jian didn't know how long he had been alone. Anyway, the mountains were high and the forests were dense, and he had been flying for too long, and he could not see at first sight, as if he had been trapped in an endless sea of ​​forests.

When Fei was tired, Xue Jian had to press the cloud head and land and leave.

He carried the ink sword in his hand, walked for another half a day, and came to the foot of a mountain. He saw a storm on the top of the mountain, so he became energetic and quickly walked towards the top.

"Strange, where did the uninhabited mountain come from?" Although he was suspicious, the more he struggled to climb up, the more he became more shocked.

This mountain is not high at first sight, but the more you climb it, the higher you feel. The wonder of the mountain seems to be growing endlessly.

Xue Jian climbed for about ten hours before reaching the top of the peak, and was exhausted. You should know that he was an immortal in the Earth God Realm, so he was so tired of exhaustion.

Xue Jian walked towards the old door, but after knocking on the door for a long time, no one responded, so he had to push the door and enter.

The Poguan is full of weeds and ruined. There is nothing else except for an immortal statue in the main hall.

"It's really strange. This mountain is strange and has no mystery. Why is it so awkward and pretending to be profound?"

Xue Jian looked at the immortal statue and looked at it for a long time, but he still didn't know who the young immortal was.

Since you can't figure it out, don't want it and let it go.

He was turning around and leaving, but the statue of the immortal who was in his twenties collapsed for no reason and almost hit his back.

Xue Jian turned around and looked at the gravel all over the ground, a little puzzled. Then he looked at the stone platform where the statue of the immortal offering appeared.

He walked up and opened the long box and found that it was a yellow silk painting.

Xue Jian took out the scroll and opened it.

It was a portrait of a figure. The person in the painting was a handsome young man who looked only twenty years old. He looked up at the sky with his hands on his back, but he had the aura and dignity of no other than me.

"He looked around the world and the people, and looked down on the world and looked down on the mystery of the immortal path, which is the only one I am, is just like an immortal statue. Who is it?"

The portrait on this scroll has no explanation. You can tell at first glance that it is not an ordinary thing, as if it can attract the attention of everyone in the world, making people fall in love with it at first sight.

In the sound of the wind, Xue Jian looked at the scroll, and somehow, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

Just as he was staring at the portrait attentively, a reminder like a Taoist sound suddenly came from the soul consciousness in his mind.

"You three brothers must keep this scroll well and never let it fall into the hands of others."

Xue Jian was shocked when he heard the sound and asked in his heart: "You...who are you? What is the mystery of this scroll?"

The mysterious Daoyin said in his consciousness: "I am the founding Yuanling, and the person in the painting is the impression of the destiny of the future. Although you shouldn't know who he is, with this scroll, he is definitely not an ordinary person, and he will be bound by your brothers in the dark. I hope everything will come true."

Xue Jiandao: "Since it is so expensive, the three of us brothers will save our lives even if we use our lives."

The mysterious Taoist voice said in consciousness: "You three brothers have just entered the mysterious Taoist world. Next, you can observe the body shape, appearance, and divine rituals in the portrait. The people in this painting are extremely handsome, with a wonderful aura and a wonderful way of heaven. This is your good opportunity to observe the wonderful Tao. If you can get one or two of them, wouldn't it be a great thing?"

After hearing this, Xue Jian was moved. The handsome and elegant character in the painting was the most perfect man among the characters he had ever seen in his life.

If he could get the slightest magical charm of Taoism through observation, then he would be grateful and satisfied. Because the temperament of this handsome man is the best candidate for practicing Taoism and Xuanxuan in his mind.

This temple is in ruins, but it is a good place to stay alone.

Xue Jian looked around and found a slightly clean place to sit cross-legged against the wall.

At this moment, Xue Jian tried his best to focus on himself, unfolded the scroll again, and began to concentrate on observing.

Facing the characters on the scroll, he tried hard to sort out the Taoist methods he had learned, and then tried to match his Taoist rhyme with the fairy rhyme on the scroll.

After repeated attempts, after five times, Xue Jian felt that he could never be able to match the characters on the scroll, as if there was always some gap between them, which was an indescribable inner temperament.

Looking at the scroll, Xue Jian found that his mood is extremely complicated now. Not to mention the characters on this scroll, the characters are much more handsome than him, but the faint smile on the corner of his mouth gives people the impression of calmness and gentleness, which is also incomparable to him now.

Looking away, Xue Jian repeatedly stared at the characters on the scroll. After careful observation, he found that what he lacked was the person who painted was arrogant and arrogant. This was his inner temperament, and it was not easy to understand and imitate.

With a sigh, he was a little discouraged. Although he was not disappointed, it was really unimaginable that such a satisfying Yiyun Shenyi wanted him to have a glimpse of the mystery from it.

Although he did not achieve the desired effect in the end, some of the charm of the man on the scroll was still invisibly contaminated by Xue Jian. Even if he had nothing to gain, he would be better than himself before.

Xue Jian stretched out his fingers and made the scroll hanging on the wall. He used his hands to make a complex seal, closed his eyes and regulated his breath, causing the mysterious energy in his body to unknowingly flowing like a mountain torrent.

This usually well-behaved mysterious energy began to be out of control. Not only did it swim quickly in the meridians of the body, but it seemed like it was burning hot everywhere. Even the appearance of the body seemed to be in a stove, so hot that it was a little unbearable.

Tightened, Xue Jian's whole body was as red as fire, and the mysterious energy in his heart had turned into a flame, and the place where he passed was burning, and all the filth and impurities were removed one by one by one by the fire.

"This... is this fire quenching body?" Xue Jian was a little surprised. After flame quenching, he found that his body was purer, and the blood fusion degree of the three sacred beasts seemed to have been further improved, and he was quickly nourishing his Hunyuan body.

In the blink of an eye, the mysterious energy in Xue Jian's body circulated for 365 cycles, and the amount of mysterious energy increased a lot. It was the energy absorbed from nature. After being burned and transformed by flames, it completely became a part of itself.

Suddenly, when he was at ease, the wind was rising outside his body. His messy hair was blowing away, and his whole face was like a frost blade, like cold water pouring; inside, the hot mysterious energy was frozen into ice that had not melted for thousands of years, and not only the internal organs, but even the blood was frozen.

And the mysterious scroll exuded a hint of milky white light and slowly turned to him.

The milky white light was constantly flowing. As soon as he was about to enter Xue Jian's body, he seemed to be conscious of his eyes closing, and he couldn't help but open his eyes to see what was going on.

Suddenly, a powerful force sweeping over the world and swept over toward him. Before he could understand what was going on, he opened his mouth and splashed out a stream of blood, which was just splashing on the scroll.

In an instant, the scroll of light flashed, and a sleeping thought seemed to wake up, directly blocking the splash of blood outside the scroll.

Looking at the entire scroll with dazzling light, Xue Jian couldn't help but secretly called himself: "This scroll is really mysterious. Just a ray of light contains thousands of great ways in the world. Before I could see its fur, I was slandered by endless power."

The brilliance of the painting gradually faded away, as if nothing had happened, so simple and unpretentious...

The characters in the picture are still carrying their hands on their backs, looking proudly at the Nine Heavens. The Feng Yiying posture is still the supreme existence and the omnipotent master.

As the wind blows, the Poguan is shaking, and a terrifying force rises on Xue Jian's back, as if he wants to break out of his body and soar into the sky. That sense of penetration, that kind of lifting force, like the pain of pulling the spine, is blessed on him.

Xue Jian was sweating coldly and miserable. A huge beast rose in his body, squeezing his body and mind, squeezing his bones and blood, and sucking his bloodline.

When I was extremely anxious, at the moment of life and death that I could not bear and had to bear, at that moment of despair, suddenly, the glow of light emerged in the scroll and shot on Xue Jian's body.

At the same time, the ancient and wild beasts in his body became much more well-behaved, like a beast trainer who had driven away the ferocious beast nature. The rays of sunlight continued to pour on Xue Jian, not only calming the madness of the blood factor of the Qilin in his body, but also wearing them like a robe with rays of sunlight, adding a bit of charm to him.

The light of Xiayi was constantly absorbed into the body by Xue Jian, stroking the chaos of the internal organs and limbs. Xiayi appeared vividly, and it overlapped with Xue Jian's body, gradually merged into one, and finally disappeared into his body.

Xue Jian instantly felt that he had undergone a great change. Although he did not improve his cultivation, he still felt the Qilin factor hidden in his bloodline. This ancient and powerful force can only be truly used by him now.

"The second brother's Yuanfeng bloodline has enabled him to rebirth, and hence he was reborn from the fire. Now with the help of the scroll, I finally almost awakened the powerful power of Shi Qilin. It seems that if the eldest brother wants to awaken the domineering power of the Zulong, he has to struggle to be in danger. I just don't know if he can stand it."

Xue Jian was a little worried, and at the same time stood up, walked to the scroll, rolled up the light and put it into the space ring.

"The power of the Shiqilin, let me try the power!" Xue Jian finished speaking on his own and smashed his fist down suddenly.

Boom! The mountain collapses, the sky shakes and the earth shakes, birds fly and beasts escape, and a terror resurrects... (To be continued)
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