Mirror of the Sky

Zhang Huansheng took the bamboo tube with both hands with a solemn expression and said, "Thank you so much, Brother Cui." He turned around and walked into the stone room without hesitation.

The old deacon on the side was indeed kind-hearted. Seeing this, he shook his head secretly, and took out a magic talisman from his arms to urge it with a magic formula.

Suddenly, a stone gate rose slowly as if growing out of the ground, sealing the entrance of the grotto tightly.

"The gentleman of the Zhang family chose the Orochi of the Eight Distinctions as his incarnation, and there is no chance of success," Cui Shixian smiled coldly when he saw this scene, and then said gracefully, "When he dies, please ask the deacon brother. Immediately pass on my Dahua Zizi Hall and take back the precious blood bestowed by Venerable Chang Hao."

Without waiting for the old deacon to answer, he turned his mind, his arms turned into wings, and he rose into the air.

At the same time, Zhang Yuansheng, who was already trapped in the grotto, looked around and looked around at only ten paces. position, sit cross-legged.

After trying to take a few breaths, and running a few times of the real astral and mana in his body, he secretly thought: "Although this place can't even be called a shabby house, it's completely like a savage cave, but the spiritual energy is so amazing that it's not even the slightest bit. It’s not boring, it’s a good place to practice.”

While thinking about it, Zhang Huansheng rubbed the bamboo tube in his hand subconsciously, but did not open it immediately, but took out a few jade bottles filled with medicinal pills from the storage beads and placed them in front of him.

"Baolu Pill, Xunzhen Pill, Lingju San... With the blessing of these many unique elixir, one can use the unique magic formula of the True Monarch Palace to break through." In the dark cave, his eyes were like torches, and the empty room stared at the elixir. , murmured to himself in his mouth: "Otherwise you will surely die.

In this way, I can understand why those Taoists in the Palace of True Monarchs who want to be **** but also want to set up a memorial archway let me borrow the cultivation tips of the 'Eight Nine Mysterious Art' after the completion of the human rank in the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, and are not afraid of outsiders at all. leaked.

But should I take these pills or not? "

Thinking that the Baqi Orochi is the blood descendant of the supreme evil **** in the legend, known for its ferocity and cruelty, and its notoriety is more than ten times more than that of the Zhulong and Chunmangjun that he has swallowed, Zhang Huansheng has the intention to use these adjuvants to suppress the blood essence. The evil spirit in the midst, and strive to ensure the incarnation of peace.

But think about it again, Heavenly Dao Zhigong 'a penny can be exchanged for a penny', if you use tricks in the process of assimilating blood, then it is likely to damage the power after the successful incarnation, he pondered for a long time, and finally strong. Holding back my heart, I put those jade bottles back together.

Afterwards, he sat cross-legged in contemplation, and after a few days of contemplation, Zhang Huansheng finally had an idea, and he felt that the time for breakthrough had come. Half.

Immediately, a blood mist that was deeper than the lacquer black cave spread out from the broken bamboo tube, and soon filled the small cave and completely wrapped Zhang Huansheng's naked body.

The jet-black mist of blood began to penetrate into the pores of his body, transforming his flesh, bones, and internal organs from the outside to the inside, and gradually, rock-like scales grew densely on the outer skin.

Soon Zhang Huansheng couldn't continue to sit cross-legged, and his body stiffened and fell to the ground involuntarily.

After a while, flames continued to emerge from the scales of his skin, melting the rock under Zhang Huansheng into magma, engulfing his body little by little, and in the end only a human-shaped boiling magma pool remained.

After another half a cup of tea, the human-shaped fire pool slowly spread on the stone ground, expanding continuously, and slowly outlined a giant snake figure with eight necks and a length of several meters, turning the entire cave into a sea of ​​fire.

As the fireworks spread, the stone walls on all sides of the cave suddenly appeared and turned into nothingness, allowing the sea of ​​fire to overflow.

When the walls are solidified again, the area of ​​the retreat cave has expanded more than ten times. It turns out that the True Monarch Palace, which is dedicated to the true disciples desperately retreating and seeking breakthroughs, is not an ordinary hanging peak, but an incredible magic weapon. .

Changes occurred in the cave, and the old deacon who was guarding the death gate noticed something strange through the magic talisman in his arms. He looked up at the mist-shrouded Xuanfeng with a look of surprise in his eyes, and murmured: "It has begun to absorb Are you looking for a breakthrough opportunity for the blood of Warcraft?

After opening the bow without turning back the arrow, now that gentleman Zhang has no way out at all, he will surely die.

However, he can be considered tossing, and even the stone chambers in seclusion have changed. It is no wonder that he is so arrogant and insists on choosing the eight-chattered snake as his incarnation.

If you are more humble, the future is simply limitless, which is a pity. ", after he finished speaking, he shook his head regretfully, closed his eyes again, and continued to recover from sleep.

The sun rises and the moon sets, the stars move, and eight or nine days pass before you know it.

After lunch that day, the old deacon inadvertently remembered Zhang Huansheng again, thinking that he should have failed to break through and died, so he walked up the hanging peak and came to the cave where Zhang Huansheng retreated. He took out the magic talisman and sensed the qi inside.

Gradually, the old deacon's originally calm face showed a look of horror, his eyes widened, and he lost his voice: "Not dead, that gentleman is not dead, and his vitality is getting more and more surging.

This~www.wuxiahere.com~ This, this, could it be that he, he really devoured the precious blood bestowed by the Venerable Chang Hao, and successfully transformed into the eight-chattered snake! "

This deadly place has its own rules. As long as the monk who is in retreat has one breath left, then even the person who masters the magic talisman cannot open the stone chamber from the outside, so the old deacon can only make various guesses at this time, and he cannot verify it with his own eyes.

Out of curiosity, he stayed outside the cave for the next few days, sensing the qi in the cave every day. In the evening three days later, he saw that the portal of the cave had automatically sunk into the ground. Walked out of the cave.

Without waiting for the stunned old deacon to ask questions, Zhang Huansheng, who moved his hands and feet among the misty peaks, asked with a smile, "This mountain is really amazing, when I incarnated, the cave actually grew in space, and it's done. Just after the incarnation, the portal will open automatically, I'm afraid it's a magic weapon, right?"

"Yes, it's a magic weapon." The old deacon blurted out a reply, then came back to his senses, opened his mouth, and asked in a dry voice: "You, you have successfully transformed the blood of the eight-chasm snake into yourself. Bloodline?"

Zhang Huansheng nodded and smiled: "The process was a bit dangerous, but I was lucky enough to succeed, but I would like to thank the deacon for his care before."