Underworld Ghost Soldiers, Sign In The Book Of Life And Death At The Beginning

"You want to borrow Qiankun Ding for ten years?"

"Yes!"

"Oh, then you can take it."

When Gui Qing rushed in in the middle of the night, Lin Baixuan took out the Qiankun Ding from the Purple Mansion and stuffed it into Gui Qing's hands after hearing only one word from her.

On the contrary, Gui Qing was stunned. Qiqi Aiai asked, "Brother Lin Dao, don't you ask me what I want to do?"

"The Qiankun Ding is the most precious treasure for returning to the original and returning to the original Yuan. It can turn Houtian into Xiantian. Your law Realm has not fallen much, but it is too weak. You ask me to borrow the Qiankun Ding, it is nothing more than intending to use it to temper Magic power."

Gui Qing pursed her lips, and solemnly said, "Brother Lin Dao, Gao Yi, we will report back in ten years!"

Without waiting for Lin Baixuan's answer, a streamer had already flown out of the door and disappeared without a trace.

Lin Baixuan suddenly reacted and exclaimed, "There is still..." before she finished speaking, but seeing that Guiqing had run out of nowhere, she had to smile to herself, "At any rate, it can be regarded as the Four Great Inner Sect of Inner Sect. Disciple, how can you be more upright and impatient than Brother Gongming!"

As soon as he looked up, he saw Xiaoqing standing outside the door with an uneasy expression, his fingers twisting his clothes, a look of hesitant to speak.

"What's wrong?"

Xiaoqing walked into the room timidly, bowed his head and said, "Sister, she..."

"It's not in the way!" Lin Baixuan smiled and comforted, "The stronger she is, the more help it will be to us. At that time, Ji Jiao was defeated in the Conferred Gods. Isn't it because her skills are not as good as humans? If it's the Virgin... When fellow daoist can return to its heyday, it must be a great help!"

He increased his tone a little bit, and said with a smile: "Are there any gangsters and thief under the sect?"

Xiao Qing was relieved and raised her head, Qiao's face also had a little more smile.

"Senior Sister took the Qiankun Ding, where would she go?"

Lin Baixuan thought for a moment, and replied uncertainly: "It should be to go to a place of cultivation that he is familiar with..."

The two of them didn't know, after Gui Qing took the Qiankun Ding, she flew all the way to the west. I don't know how far I have flown, I see a foggy mountain in front of me. The mountain is high and white, and it is very magnificent.

Gui Qing stopped in the air, holding the Qiankun Ding in her hand, took a deep breath, clasped her hands together in prayer, and said, "My teacher is here, today I want to be willful, and I hope my teacher will forgive me!"

Her figure suddenly swelled and turned into a black cloud for hundreds of millions of miles.

Suddenly two giant claws stretched out from the cloud, and suddenly grabbed it downward, and they uprooted the huge mountain, regardless of good or bad, and then squeezed them into the heaven and earth cauldron.

In her previous life, Gui Qing was a mysterious turtle who inherited the heavens and the earth, and her physical body was so strong that she couldn't do much more than the ancient ancestor witch. It's just that she is extremely weak at this time, relying on the power of Qiankun Ding to barely have the power to pull the mountain.

This is true. With just a flash of lightning, Gui Qing was completely exhausted, and her body shrank rapidly, falling like a dead leaf, almost falling to the ground.

Just when she was about to land, she forced a sigh of vitality and barely flew again. Looking at the Qiankun Ding in his hand, although his face was pale, he smiled happily.

Energetic, she flew to the west staggeringly, plunged into the West Sea, and was never seen again.

There were three old monsters in the mountain, preparing to go down the mountain to catch a few people to eat. Suddenly, the eyes went dark, and the earth trembled. The whole mountain was caught by two giant claws and flew up. For a time, the top of the mountain was like rain, and the three monsters were frightened. Half-dead, he quickly jumped down from the mountain, looking at each other.

"Unfortunately, we have lived in Kunlun for more than two thousand years, and now even the top of the mountain has been robbed, but now where are we going to settle down?"

Kunlun!

What Guiqing took away, turned out to be Kunlun Mountain, the birthplace of the Xuanmen Three Sects!

"Who is that person? He took away the mountain from him, and didn't even say hello. It's hateful, hateful!"

"It seems to be a huge tortoise..."

"Turtle?" one of the big monsters with yellow hair, blue eyes and blue face screamed viciously, "What about the tortoise? This mountain is ours, why did he steal it?"

Another majestic and tall proboscis monster said with a smile: "Boss Wu, they are tortoises, and you are also tortoises. They are a hundred times more powerful than you!"

"Daddy is a fish, not a tortoise!" A monster with golden beard and black face crossed his hands in an angry way. The spirit is really powerful, we can be regarded as the famous Demon King nearby, but we don't even dare to stop it..."

"Who said I didn't dare to shoot? The tortoise ran too fast, I didn't have time to stop it!"

The three monsters quarreled together, and the black-faced monster shouted, "This place is not good enough. Let's go east and find another mountain to build a cottage. It is the right thing to find some way to survive!"

After Gui Qing left, Lin Baixuan ushered in a rare long period of leisure time.

The sign-in system hasn't been activated for some days. In this chaotic imperial city where the golden dragon of luck was killed, the spirits disappeared, and naturally no items were signed in.

In fact, Lin Baixuan was able to return to the underground palace to sign in, but since he came out, he didn't plan to run back and forth for the time being. More importantly, he is now caught in the bottleneck of cultivation.

Third Stage Nine Cycles Xuan Gong, Taiyi Jinxian Realm.

The difficulty of Nine Cycles Ascension is beyond ordinary people's imagination.

From the first floor to the second floor, Lin Baixuan had eaten the elixir of immortality for ten years.

From the second floor to the third floor, even the Blood Essence of the ancient ancestor Wudijiang was used.

To rise to the fourth level, the huge vitality required among them is simply incalculable.

And from Taiyi Golden Immortal to Taiyi True Immortal, it is not much simpler in comparison. All true immortals must cultivate Xiantian Sanhua. Each flower is 129,600 years of Magic power. In other words, a true Taiyi immortal needs the magic power of about three Taiyi golden immortals.

This is an almost desperate gap!

Lin Baixuan was not too anxious about the subsequent progress.

Once in the realm of Taiyi realm, as long as the soul and Xiantian Magic Treasures are forged and slashed together, they can truly become the quasi-sage.

And this method of cutting the three corpses was part of the transaction between Donghuang Taiyi and Lin Baixuan.

The Eastern Emperor Taiyi generously taught Lin Baixuan the method of beheading the three corpses, just to see that in this era of the collapse of the Heavenly Dao, anyone who wants to reach the realm of Taiyi is far away.

The method of demon corpse cutting is similar to that of the Xuanmen three religions. However, the Western religions quasi-promoting the strength of the leader of the Cultivation Base is insufficient, and the West is barren, so they have created a tricky method. Make a big ambition and use the power of the ambition to cut off a corpse. The bigger the aspiration, the stronger the Magic power.

However, this ambition to cut the corpse is also flawed. It can only cut out the gods of good and evil corpses, and is limited by aspirations. If the ambition cannot be fulfilled, Cultivation Base Realm will stagnate and will never be able to cut the third corpse to prove the truth.

Lin Baixuan has no worries about the problem of slaying the corpse with Magic Treasures from his soul. In this Age of Doom, a Houtian spirit treasure is enough to make countless cultivators break their heads, but his Xiantian Magic Treasures are already too many to use...

Qiankun Ding was lent to Guiqing, and the measuring ruler was given to Zhang Zai. The broken jade hook and thunder hammer were fortunately stored in the sea of ​​consciousness, and the off-ground flame light flag and apricot yellow flag were also rolled into a ball and thrown in the depths of the purple mansion.

The two Xiantian wonders, the Jumang Shenmu and Xiyang, have almost never used them except for some forging Xiaoqing's body...

So facing the bottleneck that he couldn't break through for a while, Lin Baixuan borrowed the Qiankun Ding without hesitation. He really wanted to know how the Virgin of the Turtle Spirit, who had received the true transmission of the Master Tongtian, could use Qiankun Ding to restore the former Cultivation Base within ten years.

If Guiqing can do it, so too can she!

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