As the saying goes, one day in the sky and one year on the ground, which is quite slow for Gao Lan now. She is suffering in this oil pan. Her will is to live like a year, but her life is to live like a time! In other words, the torture of three hours is almost the consumption of thirty years of life. If she hadn't eaten ginseng fruit wine, Gao Lan would not dare to be so hard.

However, the thirty years of life is a magical power of a while.

When immortals practice Taoism, one disaster in five hundred years is thunder disaster, yin fire, and thunder wind. After these three disasters, there are nine difficulties. The last day of the earth's great disaster is 129,600 years. Human magic powers also grow with such disasters. 129,600 is one yuan, and 10,800 is one time.

A cultivator who has just entered the realm of magical power has a power of one moment, 10,800 kilograms of magical power; and Gao Lan has made great progress in his magical powers now, and he has already had the magical powers of the three times! If he wants to cultivate magical powers, he must reach the power of the three times, 32,400 kilograms of magical powers.

This is also a threshold for practitioners, a boundary between heaven and man.

Only such magical powers are qualified to begin to gather magic power and delay aging.

But if you achieve such magical power, you can have magical power! In the Wuzhuang Temple, Taoist priests such as Chonghui have already surpassed this magical power a little, and their life span is probably even longer than Gao Lan, but they are not able to take this step. Because practicing magical power, in addition to hard work and enlightenment, they also need immortality.

Otherwise, no matter how strong the magical power is and how long the life span is, he will still be just a Vase.

"Immortality, magic power, how should I take this step? Unfortunately, my cultivation is still shallow now. Although I have the magical power of the three meetings, I can't touch any magic power. If I continue to consume it, I will probably have a reverse effect." Feeling the boundless barrier that hindered me, Gao Lan could not continue to break through and turned over and came out of the oil pan.

No matter how powerful the magical power is, you still need to understand the fate of immortality. Such a cultivation of oil pot is not the authentic Xuanmen, so you naturally cannot understand it. Gao Lan also knew that he was not the kind of natural saint, nor was he reincarnated by the gods, so he gave up his cultivation and could only continue to explore, seek the Tao, and find his own fate of immortality.

This barrier can no longer be overcome by simply trying hard. Because this step is an immortal, and if you can't, you are an ordinary person.

The barrier of heaven and man!

"Junior sister, you are really amazing. I, Tianjiao, are really convinced." Taoist Tianjiao was originally a little unwilling to admit defeat to Gao Lan, but this time he was really willing to give in. Gao Lan smiled and said, "People's opportunities are different. Before they become immortals, no one knows what kind of state they will be in the future. Let's work hard with each other!"

It was already dark at this time. Gao Lan and Tian Jiao moved back to the pot together. After finishing the rest of the work, they returned to the meditation room to rest. After entering meditation at night, Gao Lan found the ordinary artistic conception of cultivation, warmed the body, and returned to the authentic way of practicing in Xuanmen. When he woke up early the next morning, he naturally felt refreshed and healthy.

During this period, Gao Lan and Tian Jiao were with each other every day, and exchanged their experience in practicing with the disciples in Guanzhong, which was a great gain.

Wuzhuang Temple is the authentic Taiyi Xuanmen Sect. Just chatting with disciples, you can learn a lot.

Moreover, Gao Lan's magical powers have made great progress. The Dragon Scale Eight-Foot Spike weighs 3,240 kilograms. Now Gao Lan has just used it and can fully master it. Her magical powers are no longer inferior to Taoist Chonghui and others. Occasionally, although Gao Lan's moves are not as skilled as theirs, he has strong qi and blood, and is resistant to beatings and beatings. None of these inner disciples can fight her for a long time for hundreds of rounds.

Gao Lan's rapid progress naturally aroused the competitive spirit of the Wuzhuang audience's disciples, and he practiced even harder.

However, after living for five days, Tang Monk and his disciples finally set off again. Zhen Yuanzi bid farewell to them and personally sent Tang Monk and others to Wanshou Mountain. Although Tang Monk and his disciples suffered a small disaster in Wuzhuang Temple, they were lucky in disguise. After Tang Monk and his disciples ate the ginseng fruit, they felt light and strong, and their whole body was strong.

When walking like this, it was naturally much faster than before. Three months later, the master and his disciple finally arrived at a steep mountain: Baihuling.

After this sky was on its way, the autumn wind was already bleak and yellow leaves were everywhere.

"Oh, I'm old pig to death." On the hillside, Zhu Bajie shouted bitterly while walking. On the rugged mountain road, Tang Monk had to get off the horse and sweat profusely. Gao Lan and Sha Monk walked at the end and heard Sun Wukong scolding Bajie: "You lazy pig, are you still hungry after eating ginseng fruit?"

"It's been a few months now, and I can't compare to people like you who eat wind and drink cigarettes." Bajie complained indignantly. Tang Monk gasped and said to Sun Wukong: "Wukong, as a teacher, I feel hungry and thirsty. Do you have a moment of rest and turn into some vegetarian food to eat?" Wukong smiled and said, "Where can you change vegetarian food in this wilderness? Let's go quickly."

Tang Seng had no choice but to continue on the road.

"Hehe, there is a jar!" After crossing a small slope, Bajie found a water jar on the side of the road, and happily picked it up and wanted to drink it. As a result, the jar was empty, and he was so angry that he fell to pieces. Gao Lan's heart tightened and said to Sun Wukong: "Brother Monkey, it seems that it is not safe here, so let's hurry up and hurry up."

Sun Wukong nodded with praise, opened his eyes and looked at the black fog all over the mountains, and couldn't help but say, "Master, the demonic energy is everywhere on the mountain, everyone should be careful! After walking through this ridge, we will go to Suhuazhai again." Tang Seng couldn't hear these words at all, and said, "But I am hungry in my master's stomach, what should I do?"

"You are hungry, your brother-in-law." Gao Lan thought to herself, but it was hard to say it out.

Wukong had no choice but to flew over, helped Tang Monk off the horse, and said, "That junior brothers, I'll protect Master very much. Just now, I saw a red fire in the south. I guess there must be a peach forest. Go pick some peaches to satisfy your hunger. If the child is born, don't pay attention!" Bajie and the others replied, "Brother Monkey, don't worry, if we are here, Master will be fine!"

Gao Lan smiled bitterly in his heart: "With Tang Monk here, a big thing will definitely happen!" Thinking of this, she reminded Sun Wukong and said, "Brother Monkey, are there any way to build a jail so that the monster can't harm us?" Sun Wukong immediately clapped his hands and said, "Old Sun forgot this, thanks to the junior sister's reminder!"

Sun Wukong took out the golden cudgel, drew a circle on the ground, and said, "Before Lao Sun comes back, you must not get out of this circle." After that, Jiayun left. Gao Lan first walked into the circle and looked at Tang Monk beside him. Bajie and Sha Monk also walked in and sat on the stone to rest together.

After a while, a beautiful village girl came from a distance. After seeing Tang Monk, her eyes flashed and she quickly accelerated her pace toward Tang Monk's disciple. But when she was approaching, a circle of golden light suddenly appeared on the ground, which shocked the village girl to the ground! The basket carried by the village girl also fell, and the steamed buns and food flowed out.

"Female donor!" Tang Seng was awakened and hurriedly wanted to go over to help him. Gao Lan quickly stopped him: "Master, don't move around!" Tang Seng then remembered the circle drawn by Wukong, so he had to stand there and said: "Have the female donor ever fallen and hurt?" The village girl stood up and said: "Thank you, the elder, for your concern, the little girl is fine."

"Hehe, steamed bun!" Bajie was immediately happy when he saw the rice basket in the village girl's hand. Gao Lan quickly stopped the foodie again, "Old pig, don't run around!" The village girl smiled and said, "This elder must be hungry. If you want to eat, what will you eat?" Bajie was about to go over to pick it up, Gao Lan stopped him in front of him.

"Beauty, this wilderness is in the wilderness, and there is no village or shop in front of the village or behind. Where did you jump out?"

"Cui Lan, don't be rude." Tang Monk's face turned aside. The village girl replied: "The little girl lives in the west of the mountain. Her husband goes to the fields to farm in the south of the mountain. At noon, she goes to deliver food to her husband. My family believes in Buddhism and is very generous. When she saw that the elder was hungry, she wanted to send the food to the elder to satisfy her hunger."

"Thank you, my senior brother has gone to the vegetarian food, you can get out of here." Gao Lan interrupted her and Tang Seng immediately taught a lesson: "How to talk to the donor like this?" He turned around and said politely: "Female donor, my eldest disciple has gone to pick fruits. What's more, this food is for your husband. If we eat it, how can we make it?"

"If the elder dislikes it, it's not the little girl." The village girl suddenly showed a pitiful look, "Why would you like to ask the elder to rest at my house? If the elder doesn't go, I will definitely blame me." Tang Seng saw it and felt soft-hearted. Gao Lan quickly pulled the corner of his clothes: "Master, ignore her."

"Get back!" Tang Seng shook his sleeves and said angrily: "Look at her gentle and elegant person, she is not as filthy as you. It's okay if you don't admit your mistakes, why should you let the donor down?" Bajie also touched his stomach and said, "Master is right, I don't know when will this monkey go back."

"Second Brother, please say a few less words!" Seeing this, Sha Seng also spoke. Tang Seng said to the village girl: "Even if it is hard to refuse, I am more respectful than to obey my orders." Sha Seng hurriedly stopped him again: "Master, you can't go!" Gao Lan also hugged Bajie's arm: "Old pig, come back for me!"

At this moment, a colorful cloud fell from the sky, and Sun Wukong was holding a cluster of fresh peaches, which scared the village girl.

"Hmph, monster!" Wukong's eyes lit up, and he was furious, and he raised the golden cudgel and hit it. Tang Monk was so scared that he hurriedly covered his eyes, but even though the village girl got up and jumped, she actually flew up a cliff dozens of feet away next to her. Gao Lan suddenly felt a sudden thunder in her heart: "This monster's magic power is not low, fortunately she was protected by the golden circle drawn by Monkey Brother just now!"

Although this demon's magical power is not as powerful as a demon king like Huang Feng Monster, it is much stronger than the tiger pioneers. Although Gao Lan has made great progress in the Wuzhuang Temple and is determined to subdue monsters, he still has the heart but lacks strength when facing a demon king. Fortunately, Sun Wukong has great magical powers. Even if he flew to chase him, he would have the life of this village girl with one blow!
Chapter completed!