You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Chapter 903 Shengdao

Faced with the pain of hair washing and marrow removal, the patience of these little kids really made Changqing admire him and feel ashamed of himself.

Only Bing Zun was watching the handsome uncle's Bai Shi carefully in the field. He also wanted to confirm his thoughts. He wanted the handsome uncle to succeed, but he didn't want the handsome uncle to succeed. It was quite contradictory. As for Changqing's actions, he knew it very well, but he was too lazy to pay attention to it.

"The human heart is so big that it can accommodate the seven emotions, so how can it accommodate immortality?" The Ice Lord in the outside world murmured.

When the words came out, the handsome uncle's mouth curled up slightly.

At this moment, two thousand years have passed in the illusion, and Bing Zun has been floating around the handsome uncle like a ghost for two thousand years.

Changqing heard the whisper and couldn't help but blink. The words sounded very familiar. His heart moved, thinking of a certain existence in his body, but he quickly suppressed it. At this moment, the two little guys had already woken up and immediately entered into enlightenment.

Changqing felt the pure spiritual power constantly flowing into his body, looked at Bingzun guiltily, and quietly increased the suction force. The two little guys sitting cross-legged over there were curious. The huge spiritual power like the sea poured in, and they were almost forced to vomit blood. They hurriedly called on blood and qi to repair their wounds, and their meridians, qi sea, and spiritual roots were washed clean all over their bodies.

After finishing everything, Changqing fixed his eyes on the other damaged goods, quietly waiting for time. The originally planned time had passed far away, but Changqing was not in a hurry. After all, it was Bingzun's investment, so he might as well squander it all.

Another moment passed, and time moved forward again. In the past three thousand years, the black and white silk threads on the heads of many peak masters turned into powder, and they all died for a hundred generations. At this moment, they woke up, but had no time to thank Changqing. They nodded slightly to Changqing, tore open the void, and went to find a place for retreat.

The few losers finally woke up and were about to chat, but they saw Changqing put his fingers over his mouth like a thief: "Shh!"

The next moment, they were enlightened and almost cried out. They instantly understood Changqing's intention. They secretly glanced at Bingzun as if feeling guilty, pretended to feel it, and began to wash their bodies.

The spiritual power that should have been consumed less and less suddenly accelerated. Bing Zun, who was immersed in a dream, came to his senses. When he raised his head, he happened to meet Changqing's guilty eyes. He was angry and amused. My goodness, people from the outside world would be scared to death when they heard the name of the Venerable. This guy is really brave. Not only is he not afraid at all, he is also fleecing himself right under his nose.

You say this guy is timid, but he dares to pull out his own tiger's whiskers. You say this guy is brave, but he is timid and not upright at all.

"Bang!" There was a very loud sound of a head explosion. A big bump appeared under Changqing's hair and tears flowed.

For the sake of the Yuling Sect, and because he dared to treat such an interesting boy like this, Bing Zun found it amusing and didn't want to be ruthless. Time was running out, and seeing the handsome uncle's increasingly raised mouth, Bing Zun didn't bother with Changqing too much.

In the dream, the Taoist aura of the handsome uncle became stronger and stronger, surpassing the current Ice Lord. Ice Lord's expression finally changed.

The way of life rather than the way of taking? ! !

With a long sigh, Bing Zun smiled bitterly. He knew his disciple was a monster, but he had never thought that such a monster could actually generate the Dao rhyme on his own. He was afraid that it would not be long before the Dao Fruit was formed, and he would be able to completely ascend to the realm of Earthly Immortal, or even...

Taking the Dao means passing through a place close to the Dao, acquiring Dao rhyme, condensing it into Dao fruit and cultivating it. What they absorb is the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, so it can only be said to be the Dao of Control. The handsome uncle generated Dao rhyme on this trip, which is his own Dao, not belonging to Heaven and Earth, and not restricted by Heaven and Earth.

Such a great way, for only one! Transcends heaven and earth!

Bing Zun's eyes were filled with envy. "Ziyun Dao, who among the venerables in the world could truly achieve this? And how many people dared to have such great courage?"

This step took Shuai Dashu less than ten thousand years. He had a body close to the Tao, but not a body of the Tao. He retained his emotions and obtained the Tao. Shuai Dashu knew how to go, and it was the path that best suited his state of mind.

Xuan Qing and Jiao Cang woke up, and only the handsome uncle was left in the field.

Everyone stared at the handsome uncle, Bing Zun's breathing became rapid, and hundreds of dotted lines flashed above the handsome uncle's head.

Suddenly, Changqing felt it. Hundreds of eyes looked at each other, and then through the boundary between fantasy and reality, they all looked at Changqing, pressing, suppressing, unquestionable, and domineering.

Even though the handsome uncle was in the illusion he had woven, at this moment, Changqing felt that the illusion was out of his control. Thousands of thunders exploded in his ears. Is this - to endure the calamity together for a hundred generations?

What made Changqing even more difficult to accept was that the mysterious might of heaven was sweeping over him, as if he was undergoing a tribulation. The supreme divine power in his eyes pressed down on Changqing's body. The Dao in the illusion affected the present world, which was no longer something Changqing could contend with.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, his mind was unstable, yin and yang were in turmoil, and the world was turned upside down. Chang Qing cursed loudly: "You're going to mess up right after waking up?"

In the illusion, there was a vortex of lightning above their heads that spread across the entire world, and black and white lightning tribulations kept falling. This was because his Yin-Yang Dao Seed felt the Dao rhythm of the handsome uncle's path, and as if it had encountered a provocation, it wanted to face the enemy head-on in the form of thunder tribulations.

The handsome uncle looked at the black and white lightning tribulation in the sky with an indifferent look. He did not actively guide it, nor did he actively disperse it. His eyes were slightly closed, and he carefully comprehended the Dao in his body. After a long time, his eyes penetrated the barrier and he sighed softly:

"It's just an illusion after all. If the Dao that created it hasn't reached full perfection, how can it possibly simulate the Dao in my mind? There are too many loopholes, making it difficult to truly evolve. Being able to achieve this is worthy of the name of the Dao of Yin and Yang. I think that kid is about to collapse, so I can't go too far."

Outside, Changqing, whose face was flushed and almost bleeding, suddenly felt his shoulders relax and the oppression gradually faded away, which made Changqing angry. You come and go as you please. Although you are some kind of supreme being, it is really unreasonable.

Time to collect some interest!

Changqing felt that the thunder tribulation in the illusion was gradually disappearing, and it was still somewhat connected with that supreme existence. He wanted to take a glimpse of it, but the secret passage in the thunder tribulation had already begun to close. His curiosity was aroused, and he extended his mental power to take a look. Just with this one peek, blood gushed out of all his seven orifices, and his body was severely injured, falling off the platform.

Unable to detect anything, he could only feel a trace of evil struggling and trying to escape. Even though he had been prepared and wanted to retract his mental power in time, the chaos at the end of his sight swallowed up that small piece of his mental power, as if the mental power that had been stretched out was bitten off alive, and the rest of the power also bombarded the mental power and was forced back into the body.

Such a strange situation frightened Yun Qinghan and others. They hurried forward to help Changqing up, but found that the other party's eyes were wide open, his face was dark, and his body was shaking constantly.

A ray of icy light came and quickly covered his body surface, freezing Changqing's consciousness and body: "He saw what he shouldn't have seen, and was retaliated. Fortunately, he is sensitive, otherwise he would be finely refined into slag by the might of God if he stared directly at such a being." Bing Zun was a little depressed. He had wanted to find trouble with this kid and was showing off to him in front of him, but now, this kid was almost killed by curiosity.

Looking at everyone's concerned gazes, Bing Zun snorted unhappily, "Freeze him for a few days first. Once the terrifying aura reflected in his eyes dissipates, you can unseal him."

Changqing in the ice couldn't help but be shocked: He was asking for death, asking for death, he almost died!