Profound Pure Guard

Jingdong, deep in the Podlian Mountains, in a huge mountain pass.

At this time, there was silence in the mountain, and thousands of monks were standing densely. These cultivators stood upright and expressionless, their eyes sluggish, and even mosquitoes attached to their faces did not respond.

On the north side of the col, there is a huge falling rock, sitting cross-legged on the rock, a young man who looks like seventeen or eighteen years old. looks like.

Unlike the wooden monks below, who are generally motionless, this young man sitting cross-legged on the falling rock has no real qi fluctuations, just like an ordinary person, but at this moment, he keeps making handprints with his hands, and at the same time chanting words in his mouth. .

From morning to afternoon, the sun was westward, and the people in this col had not dispersed. They didn't even move their positions. . However, if you look carefully, you can also find different places that have appeared in the mountain for most of the day.

A dark red thread that was indistinguishable to the naked eye, much thinner than a hair, appeared on top of every monk who was standing still like a wooden man. It will be obvious only when the line of sight is looking up three to five feet, because the extremely thin silk threads are gathered in mid-air, and from a distance, it looks like a cloud of smoke slanting in the same direction, the falling rock in the north.

The young man on the falling rock had already opened his previously closed eyes. The strange thing was that this man's pupils were not as scarlet as ordinary people. After he made a strange handprint on his hands, the seal was no longer formed, but his mouth was still indifferent. Stop reading something, so fast and urgent that people can't hear it clearly.

The most eye-catching is the handprint on the young man's hands, which is like a magnet, actually attracting all the very thin silk threads "flowing", and even tied like a strong rope and like a scarlet. The water column silently poured into the mudra and disappeared in the palm of both hands.

It was as if it flowed into this young man's body? !

As night fell, then the moon set and the sun rose, and the next day when the sun reappeared, there was a new change in the col.

First of all, there are those monks who are still like wooden people. At this time, they have undergone great changes from yesterday. One by one, they are like gossamer, their bodies are as withered as dry wood, and the very thin silk thread that emerges from the top of their heads But instead of disappearing, it became thicker and brighter in color.

The second is the strange young man on the falling rock. In just one night, he changed from an ordinary person with no real qi fluctuations to a 5th-layer Xuanhai realm monk with extremely strong breath and vitality! ? Even the breath is stable and there is no sign of ups and downs.

Shen Hao's transformation from the seventh level of Yuandan realm to the third level of Xuanhai realm in two years has been called a miracle.

After half a day passed, when dusk was approaching, the thousands of monks in the mountain pass had lost their vitality, and their fleshly bodies began to collapse completely, such as dry gravel, which began to disintegrate from the head, visible to the naked eye. A stick of incense completely turned into a pile of gray sand, and scattered robes and shoes.

Shortly before dark, the huge col was suddenly empty like a blindfold. Only one person was sitting cross-legged on a huge falling rock, and there was no other person.

It's just that the dense piles of sand and scattered robes on the ground seem to indicate that the place was once full of people.

"call......"

Breathing out a breath of turbid air, the young man on the falling rock slowly stood up and moved his hands and feet. Every movement seemed to be filled with tremendous force, even accompanied by the dull sound of wind and thunder, which was strange and scary.

"It's a pity, I couldn't do my best." The young man muttered, slowly floating down from the falling rock, and seemed to be ready to leave. But just as he was about to step out, he immediately took it back. The expression on his face was also tense in an instant, no longer as calm as before.

"Ding!" The crisp sound like a silver bell seemed to light up the dim light in the mountain. Then the crisp sound continued, and soon, the entire mountain was like a fragment of the galaxy in the sky, and the sky was full of bright spots emitting a dark red light.

In the middle of those light spots is a long spar, clear, also dark red, and in the dark night, the fragments of the galaxy also seem to be looking at something with vertical eyes. No one knows how these crystals suddenly appeared.

"Shhhhh..."

Some of the spar suddenly began to gather, and then quickly turned into a human shape, and the rest continued to float around, forming a closed posture to enclose the young man in the middle.

"Sure enough, it's you!" The young man frowned and had a solemn expression on his face, with anger flashing in his eyes. He seemed to be an old acquaintance with the human shape formed by the dark red crystals that appeared in front of him.

"Kakaka...Haha, Boss Lang, how long has it been since the last time? Three thousand or five thousand? Some insignificant memories of my body remodeling are a little blurry, UU reading www .uukanshu.com I don't know if you remember?" The human-shaped spar opened his mouth, but his voice was harsh, rather like a metal tremor.

"What does time mean to you and me? What do you remember about it? How dare you, an ungrateful little man, dare to appear in front of me?"

"Little man? Ungrateful? Hehe, the old boss Lang knew in his heart, didn't you feel at ease at the time? It's just a fight, I should say it's not wrong to say that it will hurt both sides, right?

It's a pity, I was also seriously injured at the time, and I didn't have the strength to search for you, so you were allowed to live and hide in the City of Death. After I stabilized on my side, I couldn't walk away again. I always think of Boss Lang in my heart, waiting for the day when you and I will meet again.

Besides, even though Boss Lang is recovering well, with your current appearance of a soul and a puppet, if you say something bad, I can destroy it at will, so seeing you, Boss Lang, is there any taboo? Don't you dare? "

The young man snorted coldly, looked at the other party up and down for a moment before saying: "It's actually a body of luck! Qing Chi, I didn't expect you to actually figure out a way to condense the luck, and I didn't expect you to use the luck to regenerate it. Body sculpting. But I'm very curious, there is only so much luck in the old Jing Dynasty, and you can't absorb it all, but you have to keep a few percent to maintain it. What about Bai Wu? Is he willing to give you all the benefits?

Or that he has already been killed by you? "

The humanoid figure gathered by the crystals laughed and said, "Boss Lang clearly asked, if Bai Wu was here, how could I reshape my body to this extent so quickly?

However, although Bai Wu was chased away by me, he was still alive. Boss Lang also knows that although that guy has no brains and no proficient skills, he has learned a lot, and the means to save his life are really difficult to prevent.

However, if Boss Lang misses Bai Wu, it is not impossible to meet each other. "