Xiao Hua smiled and decomposed: "Fellow Daoist was able to use the method of concealing the demon world with ease. The most fundamental reason lies in fellow Daoist's Beidou God Fist. The Beidou God Fist should be the bone tempering technique of the demon world! The bone tempering technique of Sunset Island originated in the prehistoric world, and it should be owned by the giant clan. The technique of the law of the heaven and earth, and the bone tempering technique you obtained from Huanghualing should be related to the demon clan. However, this bone tempering technique cannot be practiced casually now. You have to wait until the bone tempering technique of Sunset Island can completely temper a certain family."

"I understand..." Yu Di Xiao Hua nodded, "One light transforms into seven colors, and the seven colors hides all things. What we have to do now is to use seven colors to combine one light. Containing light means traversing the seven bone tempting methods and using the origin of the five elements to change the foundation of the bones. However, the origin of the five elements seems to be unable to make up the seven numbers!"

"I don't know about this family!" Xiao Hua replied, "A family only knows that only by refining the seven colors of bones can change the root of a family, and only by fellow Taoists can be able to be in the light. As for what the last source is, it depends on the opportunity of fellow Taoists."

"Well, I understand!" Yu Di Xiao Hua closed his eyes and thought, his figure disappeared instantly, and he waited for it to appear again. It was in front of the broken immortal-slaying platform near the lightning. Looking at the rumbling thunder water, Yu Di Xiao Hua stretched his hand, and a strand of thunder water like thin silk fell from the gap in the immortal-slaying platform. Then Yu Di Xiao Hua bounced his fingers, and one end of the thunder water disappeared in the air. At the same time, Yu Di Xiao Hua's own figure disappeared.

Just like the jade document Xiao Hua was holding the thunder water, the jade document Xiao Hua appeared in front of the bone-tempering Xiao Hua, and the thunder water also disappeared into the strange runes on the bone-tempering Xiao Hua's forehead!

"Yes, it's exactly this feeling! Someone likes it!!" Xiao Hua was overjoyed. With his hands in his arms, the Beidou God Fist was used again, guiding the thunder water to swim around him.

Yudian Xiao Hua Daqi: "Fellow Daoist, didn't you say that the Beidou God Fist is invalid? Why is it still useful?"

"I'm used to it!" Xiao Hua said lightly.

When Yu Di Xiao Hua heard this, he was speechless.

"The most important thing is..." Xiao Hua smiled again, "Whether it is the bone-tempering technique of Sunset Island or the bone-tempering technique of Huanghualing Demon Clan, they are boring. Where is the power of this Beidou God Fist?"

"Selling dog meat with a sheep's head!" Yu Di Xiao Hua secretly despised himself for his pride, and the narcissistic bone-tempering Xiao Hua slowly disappeared...

Yaotai is not a tower, it is a mountain. It is a peak that is far away from Heiyunling. This Yaotai does not belong to any country, because the once-in-year Yaotai meeting made Taoist disciples on the entire Tibetan Immortal Continent know about this place.

This year is another ten years, and many Taoist monks with great ambitions flew towards the Yaotai with their ambitions and the expectations of the Taoist country. Some monks who want to cherish the treasures flew to the Yaotai with luck. This Yaotai meeting is similar to a dragon gate. Fish jumping into the dragon gate and turning into a dragon. It is appropriate.

Xuan Songzi is a Taoist monk who has just succeeded in pregnancy and infants. Now he is carrying two boys to control a snow eagle flying in the air. The snow eagle is extremely large, with a ten-foot size on its back. Xuan Songzi had an unspeakable smugness on his face. After sitting cross-legged on a jade table, there was a jade pot, a jade cup, and a crystal clear chess board on the table table. Xuan Songzi's white and slender fingers were pinching a black chess piece, but his eyes were looking at the chess board. There were black and white chess pieces on the chess board that had been stirred together. Xuan Songzi raised his arm, and the black chess piece settled, and the other hand shook, and another white chess piece was born from his hand. Then, Xuan Songzi had just reached the table table with the black chess hand, picked up the jade cup, and sent it to his mouth, and the spiritual wine in the jade cup was put into his mouth.

Before Xuan Songzi could put down the jade cup, a boy standing on the side of the desk immediately raised the jade pot and waited for a while. Seeing that Xuan Songzi had not put down the jade cup, he hurried over. The jade pot slanted and the faint spiritual wine fell into the jade cup.

After Xuan Songzi drank three cups in a row, he placed the jade cup on the table. The boy tactfully filled the jade cup, placed the jade pot on the table, and returned to the place where he was standing, standing there respectfully. The boy's eyes were full of envy and admiration.

Xuan Songzi looked very comfortable, just a feeling of flying spirit, but his heart was extremely bitter. If he was given a chance to choose, he would never choose to kneel down in front of the Taoist monk who made him both grateful and resentful that day a thousand years ago!

It was the Taoist monk who was fairy-like and Taoist, who used a few magic tricks in front of Xuan Songzi's parents, and gave Xuan Songzi some spiritual fruits and a considerable amount of gold and silver. He was immediately regarded as a god by Xuan Songzi's parents. He immediately asked Xuan Songzi to worship the monk and asked the monk to take Xuan Songzi out of the remote and poor mountain village that had long been forgotten by Xuan Songzi.

Before the life span of that sect cultivator came, Xuan Songzi always felt that he was very happy and fortunate to walk on a road that was so great. There were more than a dozen so-called senior brothers next to him, and there were ready-made practices, elixirs, etc. Especially, Xuan Songzi's qualifications were really excellent. He had only been to the Taoist sect for more than a hundred years, and had been practicing for hundreds of years. He was already a famous monk in nearly dozen countries at that time.

Unfortunately, the happy days were not allowed to cultivate the Nascent Soul after the Taoist monks failed to cultivate the Nascent Soul, and their life span was gone forever. First, the spiritual herbs and other objects provided by the country where Xuan Songzi relied began to decrease, and then Xuan Songzi's dozens of so-called senior brothers gradually fell in the battle with other Taoist monks and Confucian scholars. Finally, the remaining three or two senior brothers also left from that country and went to other places in the Tibetan Immortal Continent to look for opportunities to practice.

Xuan Songzi's so-called master sect was dispersed, but at this time, Xuan Songzi already understood that this was the fate of all Taoist monks in the Tibetan Immortal Continent, and none of them could escape. If he wanted to practice, he had to find the Yuan stones, spiritual herbs, martial arts, etc. used for cultivation. Of course, he could not practice, but in this way, as a Taoist practitioner who had no roots in the Tibetan Immortal Continent, he would probably die at the hands of Confucian practitioners one day, and perhaps he would not live as much as a secular person.

Taoist sect...is a way out of no return.

Of course, Xuan Songzi could not not practice. His qualifications were very high. He was the only disciple in the sect cultivator who could cultivate the Nascent Soul and take charge of the teacher of a country.

In the next few hundred years, Xuan Songzi suffered a lot. Not to mention the exclusion and inexplicable pursuit of Confucianism, Taoist monks forced Xuan Songzi to the brink of death several times in order to seize spiritual herbs and magic weapons. I don’t know how many times Xuan Songzi regretted it, regretting why he failed to join the Confucianism sect. Unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world. After regretting it, Xuan Songzi could only continue to practice hard.

Fortunately, Xuan Songzi, the best Taoist sect in the Tibetan Immortal Continent, finally got pregnant and baby. However, Xuan Songzi immediately faced two choices, either to be a casual cultivator, practice with his own strength, or to be a teacher of a country, and to support the cultivation with the strength of the whole country. Xuan Songzi, who had suffered, had almost no hesitation, chose the latter without hesitation. Although the Nascent Soul of the casual cultivator is very strong, it is really dangerous in the Tibetan Immortal Continent where there are many powerful Confucian scholars. Even if you collect a few more boys, you may be caught by the hypocritical Confucian scholars.

Of course, this choice was not Xuan Songzi's decision for a moment. As early as after he entered the late stage of the Golden Pill, some kings with no backing had contacted him, and many kings also put forward excellent conditions. However, Xuan Songzi was extremely enthusiastic and knew that once he became a national master, his cultivation time would be reduced, and the possibility of being able to enter the Nascent Soul was smaller. Therefore, Xuan Songzi refused to visit and concentrate on practicing. With limited elixirs and other substances, he finally entered the realm of the Nascent Soul Master.

Xuan Songzi immediately attracted the attention of all countries. More than a dozen kings came to ask for a visit. Xuan Songzi naturally met one by one. After discussing one by one, he chose a country with both development potential and wise monarch as his future control. He waited for several years and made some preparations to attend the Yaotai meeting.

In addition to Xuan Songzi's unknown difficulties, Xuan Songzi was a person of high spirits at this time. As a Taoist Nascent Soul Cultivator, he was sure to get the National Master's Sign in at Yaotai. As long as he passed this last level, Xuan Songzi could practice steadily, gradually develop his own power, and prepare for his future attack on his body! Of course, Xuan Songzi also has the desire to win the body, otherwise he would not have tried so much to make so many layouts.

"Kill..." almost came from the throat, and it seemed to be from the voice of the heart. Xuan Songzi stretched out his hand, and several rays of light emerged from his hands, and a thunderous impact rushed towards the surroundings like a wave of air...

"Real person..." The two boys were shocked, and the impact force instantly overturned them, and their whole body floated up like fallen leaves. Looking at Xuan Songzi's hand, the black chess piece also turned into nothingness at the same time! On the contrary, the chess board on the table was just under Xuan Songzi's fingers, and the air waves were scattered flat, and the chess piece on the chess board had no effect.

"Oh..." Xuan Songzi raised his hand and raised his fingers slightly. The air waves that were nearly ten feet long immediately stopped. The figures of the two boys also stopped there. After Xuan Songzi pulled his hand again, the figures of the two fell from the air of more than ten feet, standing steadily on both sides of the table.

"Hu..." After half a cup of tea, Xuan Songzi drank a few cups on his own, the two boys breathed a long sigh, and realized with pale faces. They hurriedly knelt down and said, "The real person atones for his sins."

"What are your sins?" Xuan Songzi smiled and said, "It's all my heart that I'm lost. I have nothing to do with you. Get up." (To be continued...)
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