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Volume Two: The Army in the Four Seas Chapter 207: The Hall of Immortals

Suddenly, the sky was filled with acid rain, Yun Fan's body was ulcerated, the rust sword was dim and colored, and it was a little unstable. It was the Scorpion Emperor who vomited venom on the scorpion tail, which turned into poisonous rain. Yun Fan felt that his spiritual power seemed to be dissipating and falling

In the sand, his mouth was covered with sand. Yun Fan's expression became ferocious. The Scorpion Emperor slowly approached, as if it was the visit of the God of Death.

Bai Lian told herself not to panic, there was a way. Sure enough, a drop of water in the dantian wrapped around her body, disappeared in an instant, and the Scorpion King was stunned in place, and the momentum soared into the sky swept across the desert. Yun Fan could not sense it.

The body is slowly rotting, and the bones are already festering, as if they are dead because of this. The white lotus is leisurely in the soul sea and has no worries.

Yun Fan's soul is also safe and sound. Bai Lian told him not to be anxious, to close his senses and avoid pain. The soul paced back and forth in the sea of ​​souls, obviously very anxious. After all, it was his own body. It would be a bit painful to watch like this.

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As expected, I don’t know how far I walked outside. A drop of water merged into my body. The whole drop of water turned into countless rivers, completely integrated into Yun Fan’s body. The body seemed to be undergoing some change, and I saw my dantian appear.

The eleventh star, I understand that this is an opportunity. I raise my mouth and smile from the bottom of my heart. Obviously, this chaotic mercenary battle.

It gave me the only benefit. Although I did not gain reputation, it caused the world's forces to lose a group of elite legions. Why not do it? Yun Fan didn't know what happened outside, and there was no direction in the desert.

Without the guidance of water, Bailian told herself to walk according to her own feelings, and to her destination, the way of heaven would tell herself that the wind would take her to walk.

Lowering eyes, it seemed as if I understood the meaning of heaven and earth, like an ascetic monk walking aimlessly, his skin was sunburned, and his golden body had long been transformed into an ordinary person. He could have turned into a dragon body, but the clouds

Fan did not want to disturb Long Ling'er, and Long Ling'er fell into a deep sleep in the fallen sky bead. If Yun Fan turned into a dragon body, he would definitely disturb Long Ling'er and let her wake up in advance. Yun Fan didn't want to.

Each step seems to be in line with the mystery of heaven and earth, the rhyme of the great way resonates, and it seems to improve one's own cultivation. In fact, it is polishing one's own heart of Tao. If you want to be invincible in the world, the heart of Tao must be eternal, just like the ancient well without waves.

The water surface, or the everlasting huge rocks, can be beaten by the wind and rain, and my heart is invincible in the world, and I can only be invincible forever.

Hardening the heart of Tao, the scorching sun and the scorching heat, the Taichen Star roasts the earth, like a hot stove, Yun Fan sweats like rain, dripping in the sand, his breath blends into nature, this is the meaning, and it shows the meaning everywhere, this

This is the foundation. The heaven and earth are mysterious and yellow. The name is engraved into the cliff. The name is rotten earlier than the corpse. If it is truly kept in people's hearts, it will be passed on for thousands of years.

If you want people to remember your evil name, let the blood of heaven and earth flow into a river, and the corpse is hidden millions, people are afraid of people, and ghosts are scattered when they see ghosts, that is a demon. If Yun Fan wants to choose, he would rather be a person who gives silently, not

I am willing to leave my name and know why my story has been passed down for thousands of years, and why, let future generations dig into their own history. Yun Fan did not want to, nor did he want to, but just wanted to spend his life safely.

On the world, what kind of emotions are, just obsessions; on the worldly powers, just dry bones; on the worldly way of heaven is everywhere; Buddha is originally a demon, in one thought, into a demon, in one thought, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha, how about

For the gods, call the wind and rain, fill the mountains and move the sea, and help the people, what is the gods, what is the Shura, killing thousands of people, blood flows into rivers, the territory is the battlefield, all are killing; what is a person, hands, feet, nose, eyes and ears, all

For appearance, the world is created, for people, the world is destroyed, all things!

The white lotus is spreading in the sea of ​​souls and chanting the world, and it is divided into the insights of the world. Yun Fan seems to have grasped something. In the dusk, under the scorching sun, he lets the scorching sun cook and moxibustion. The heart of Tao is like jade unearthed, constantly polishing, looking at the world of thousands of years,

Only by killing the seven emotions and six desires and quitting obsessions can one become a Buddha's residence. The seven emotions and six desires are still there. Blind practice can be a monk, killing to become a nature. This is Shura, Yun Fan, body with Buddha, monk, and Shura.

Ambition is in the sky, and I want to step on the top of the nine heavens, to find my wife, brother, and to find my immortality for three searches. I cannot be leveled, I am far away, and to destroy the sky, I cannot imagine. If I want a purpose, I live to the end, I hope

If you can be happy and let the world suffer, just do your best.

If my heart is free, I can only add harsh words to each other, my heart is as ups and downs as the world is so big, I don’t lack one. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. I can save a domain, I can’t save the world, I can kill Shura, I can’t kill

People, their hearts are still, indifferent, family affection is like water, friendship is like mountains, love is like clouds, every place is so far away from you, but it makes your heart tremble, understand thoroughly, the twelfth star rises in the Dantian Spirit Sea, returning to nature

, completely perfect, but it is the limit. Bailian told herself that there are still thirteen stars that are unbreakable in the legend.

The reason why I failed to be perfect in my previous life was that I was trapped in the trap of power, fame and fortune, and could not get around it, and failed to perfect the mind of the great way. Now, I see through the illusion, understand the world, completely achieve perfection, understand the mystery of the way of heaven, and feel a little bit

The air of rules forced the suppression of the realm without breaking through, and the dark clouds were covered with dark clouds, as if the thunder disaster was descending at any time, allowing one to forcibly break through.

Yun Fan shook his head, like an ascetic monk, walking around one place, his shoes were rotten, barefoot, making his feet red, as if he was tortured. Yun Fan did not move, just walked, his expression

It seems to be enjoying this process. Although this is a walk, I have learned a lot. The Mother of Earth, the power of the earth is heavy and calm. No matter how hard it is, it is a reminder to Yun Fan. Yun Fan knows

, you may not be able to get it, but why not take the opportunity to hone yourself? This is also a very good thing.

The corners of his mouth raised, his heart became active, his mood was no longer irritable, he became brisk, as if he was inspired by something great. Bai Lian was completely relieved, and Yun Fan was still very satisfied with her. After all, she was powerful with him.

In the past, her strong understanding made her see hope and her mentality calm, which made Bai Lian very pleased.

Hiking the desert for 90,000 miles, where is the oasis? No one knows. The place where birds do not shit, there is no green, and the color of sand and soil makes people look dazzling, but the clouds are drooping in the evening, and the soul is closed to perceive

,Walking in the desert with hearing without wind, walking by flowing clouds, is a kind of artistic conception, relying on nature, the power of nature is the aggregate of the way of heaven.

The power of nature can be the power of the way of heaven. Believe in nature, return to the way of heaven, respect the way of heaven, and the way of heaven will be fed back to you. The monks are originally following the way of heaven. In order to practice, the thunder tribulation is coming down, and it is supposed to be that the monks are originally coming out against the will of heaven.

If you want to obey, you will let the lightning strike. You don’t want to let go. You let the soul go and let the lightning strike. It can be said that you are seeking death, but that’s it.

Yun Fan suddenly opened his eyes. The sky was covered with dark clouds, rolling thunder, buzzing, and saw the desert sinking, as if something was awesome. Everything was silent, as if it was about to rain. Sure enough, it would rain as soon as it rained.

It rained, Yun Fan was like an elf in the water, and the water leaned against him and danced gracefully, but a huge bronze ancient shop appeared in front of him.

There are a few obscure words engraved on it. Bai Lian told Yun Fan that this is the name of the Tibetan Immortal Palace, Yizang Immortal, what is the immortal? The peak of the cultivator is like a god, but one is the peak of the great way, the other is the peak of cultivation, and two are the peak of the two.

It seems the same, but there are huge differences.

The peak of Tao, one person and one Tao, the peak is the saint, and the immortal is the ultimate of the saint. But to be the true peak, Yun Fan smiled intently, as if he had already expected it, and saw a drop of essence and blood dripping into the Tibetan Immortal Palace,

The whole hall was like a greedy child, buzzing.

I saw countless monsters appearing in Yun Fan's fallen sky beads. Yun Fan was like Shura, harvesting their lives, and blood dripping on the hall. Bai Lian told him that he needed a blood sacrifice and blood to indoctrinate and maintain energy. I saw Yun Fan

Pull one of your own arms and turn them into pus and blood.

I have achieved the Tibetan Immortal Palace, and I also have the bloodline of a dragon. The noble bloodline is much higher than ordinary monsters. I can say that it is completely enough. I saw that lightning descended and struck into the Tibetan Immortal Palace, countless

The thunder tribulation was like rain. Yun Fan retreated violently, fearing that the fish would be harmed. The gate seemed to carry all the power. The dark clouds went away, and the thunder tribulation stopped. The gate was buzzing.

It seemed as if it was ready to explode at any time. Yun Fan slowly approached, and a lightning ray of light rushed towards Yun Fan, unable to defend against it. Yun Fan was directly knocked away. In the dantian, the white lotus tried hard to resist, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, blocking the desperate attack. Yun

Tears shed from the corner of Fan's eyes, and the power of thunder was fed back to Yun Fan, but Yun Fan got benefits because of this. The white lotus was injured and the treasure of heaven and earth was the most feared by the thunder tribulation.

Now, the ultimate power of several thunder tribulations descended together hit the White Lotus. It can be said that the White Lotus felt like it was about to dissipate. Yun Fan saw several petals of the White Lotus withered in the sea of ​​souls, and was obviously injured to the extreme.

Anyone felt a stinging pain in his heart, and he had no gratitude to repay the white lotus, he had to find something to replenish the white lotus before he could repay the kindness. After saying that, he made up his mind to enter the Tibetan Immortal Palace.

The door pushed it and fell with a bang. It was obviously the time change of Henggu, which made it unable to bear it. Now someone finally came in. It can be said that it had completed his destiny. There was a corridor inside and countless fires.

The oil handle was lit instantly.

Illuminated Yun Fan, and couldn't see what was below. There were some stone paintings next to it, as if they were recording some history. Yun Fan took a look and most of them were recorded in his mind. This is how the monks were.
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