Chapter 178 177. The late period of Zifu, a hundred years of perfection ( words - please subscribe for the big chapter) For most people in the Xuanxuan world, words like "soul threshold" and "evil treasure" are extremely unfamiliar. Perhaps only those who have reached the Jianggong realm, that is, the elder level of ordinary small sects, are barely qualified to hear them. to such words. But everyone who hears "Soul Threshold" will subconsciously feel that it is mysterious and terrifying. This is especially true for the sects around Soul Threshold. The Ice Mirror Soul Threshold has existed for more than 1,200 years. During this period, it was switched on and off, and countless people entered to explore it, including even ancient tribesmen. However, the mortality rate was extremely high, so it was left idle there without anyone to care about it. . It wasn't until this year that the Demon Ancestor of the Mountain and Sea Demon Clan came and took off the evil treasure. Why? Is it because there is no strong person among the ancient clan who can pick it in advance? Even Zi Mansion knows very little about this secret. But the divine infants, especially those with family backgrounds, know the reasons clearly. The reason is simple: creatures from the underworld.
When Soul Thrust was first born, there were still those terrifying underworld creatures in Soul Threshold, and the weakest of them could tear apart the Purple Mansion Realm. Therefore, generally after the soul is born, it will be allowed to dry out for at least a few hundred years before it begins to try to enter. Therefore, the "maturity time" of a evil treasure is very long, basically a thousand years of development. But this "evil treasure" is hard currency, because if the divine infant wants to cross the sea of suffering in the later stage, he has to ask for the evil treasure, and he has to use the evil treasure to share the role of obsession invasion and cross the ocean full of big obsessions. . But now, the monks on this land suddenly began to hear some rumors. It is said that "a mere junior in the early stage of Zi Mansion was able to forcefully kill Ye Suiyun, the great elder of the ancient Ye King clan in the early stage of the Divine Infant, in front of Pilanpo in the later stage of the Divine Infant, just because he had the evil king evil treasure." It is said that "The Evil King's evil treasure is a special evil treasure. It not only has the function of sharing the invasion of obsessions, but also has more complex and profound mysteries. Those who get it will be able to easily overcome the sea of suffering and have a smooth journey without any obstacles." Dangerously reaching the realm above the divine infant.” Someone said, "The King of Evil Treasure also has a powerful protective effect. It is because of that effect that the juniors in the early stages of the Purple Mansion were able to survive in the hands of Pilampo and Emperor Shixiang Emperor for a full month." It is said that "one evil evil treasure of King Yi can be worth ten ordinary evil treasures". There are many rumors, which are becoming more and more outrageous and exaggerated. Although the Mountain and Sea Demon Clan retreated, more secrets sneaked into this land and began to exaggerate and fan the flames. Even Pilampo and Emperor Sakyamuni didn't go far and squatted on the ground of Kuching. What's more, the ancient teleportation array that was most likely to be destroyed was preserved for some reasons. Many people want to muddy the waters and want Song Yan to come forward, so that they can kill people and seize the treasure. A year later, winter Song Yan allocated a room in the ancestral garden of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan and was walking in the courtyard. Naturally, he knew the rumors outside. But since there is a oriole like Vilamva and Sakyamuni in this matter, and the Insect King is also a demon monk, it is destined to be impossible to do good. If the demon monk comes to find him, he will definitely cause chaos. And he must also use the power of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
War is almost inevitable. And exposure is helpless. At this time, he should have been on the run, hiding everywhere, struggling to deal with the incoming pursuers. However, he changed everything because of his pursuit and persistence of his ideals. If he hadn't longed for freedom and never given up, he wouldn't have been able to comprehend the "Picture of the Heavenly Demon of Freedom". All this is because he added dreams to his hard work and wisdom. Song Yan sighed sincerely. Suddenly, he paused and sniffed. He smelled the fragrance. The scent comes from the dining hall in the garden. The beautiful woman is cooking noodles seriously, while some pickled sausages, bacon and the like are hanging under the eaves. Although her body is young, her expression is old-fashioned, with a kind of maturity that has aged, and a kind of vicissitudes that can make children easily call "grandma". Although she is charming and graceful, she is by no means stunning, let alone charming. When she was cooking noodles, she stared at the water in the pot intently, waiting for it to boil, just like watching the heat of the alchemy furnace day and night. There was absolutely no need for her to do this, because she was already in the Jiang Palace realm, and she would definitely be able to feel the heat even with her eyes closed, but she was already used to it. She was used to being serious, used to staring at something, used to having memories flowing out of her eyes. Only old people love to reminisce. She is old. It is precisely for these reasons that even though she reunited with her sweetheart, she found that they were no longer suitable for each other because the person they were looking forward to was still there more than a hundred years ago. But now, the two began to look forward to each other again. Enri worked hard to learn how to cook. She followed the recipe meticulously, weighed the ingredients and spices to the exact amount, and then put them into the pot at the exact time. After that, she observed the condition of the dishes in the pot like an observer, stirring her chopsticks from time to time. Light smoke soon rose from the chimney of the old house. The snow around the chimney had long melted, but there were several layers of snow in the yard. At this time, snowflakes began to fall intermittently from the iron-colored sky. It was getting dark, and the candlelight in the house turned on. An Li grabbed the iron pot and walked outside the door. She glanced at Song Yan and said, "Dinner is ready, go and eat it while it's hot." After saying that, she quickly came to the corner of the yard, scooped water from the water tank, quickly soaked it into the pot, and then used the pot brush to clean it quickly. Song Yan placed his hands on both sides of the large porcelain bowl, closed his eyes and smelled the aroma of the noodle soup and some of the toppings on the noodle soup, including poached eggs, with a feeling of disbelief in his heart. It was as if the bohemian prodigal son who had traveled through mountains and rivers suddenly found a home, and his heart, which had been lonely and painful for countless years, suddenly had a chance to be at peace. This feeling is particularly wonderful, especially for someone who has experienced it this way, and who has long been intrigued by everyone and no longer tells the truth. He still couldn't believe that someone was crying worriedly because they were worried about him. Song Yan took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He indulged in lust because he had no more precious feelings. Now that he has it, in order to maintain this relationship, he will not indulge in sexual pleasure, because this relationship has given him enjoyment far beyond sexual indulgence.
Killing can be profound, cunning can be profound, indulging in lust can be profound, and using emotion can also be profound. He decided to go deeper, because it made him feel happy, and he felt a kind of happiness of "asking for it". He is not a murderous person, but if anyone wants to ruin his happiness, he will make that person regret coming to this world. In order to make this happiness perfect, he had already devoted himself to it and released the ancient blood slave talisman. After a while, An Li sat down opposite Song Yan, washing the noodle bowl with both hands, and raised her eyes to look at the man opposite him in the darkness. That man was not the face of Senior Brother Bai, nor was he the character of Senior Brother Bai, but it seemed that it was no longer important. . She looked at him quietly, feeling an unspeakable sweetness in her heart, but also a strange fear. "I" she spoke hoarsely. Immediately she coughed again, cleared her throat, looked at the man who was looking at her seriously, and said seriously, "I want to have a snowball fight." Song Yan was stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help but laugh softly. Over the past year or so, he has already gotten to know what kind of woman Enri is now. Old-fashioned and rigid, with a temperament like an old professor in a private school or an old nun in a church. Can you imagine a stern old professor, an old nun going to have a snowball fight? Enri looked at him motionless, her face becoming more serious as she listened to his laughter. Song Yan grabbed the chopsticks, took a big mouthful of noodles, sucked it up, and said while eating, "Hurry up, it's getting dark." Enri said seriously: "It's dark, you can pick up a lantern." Song Yan said: "Today's snowball fight has to be fought, whether it's a snowball fight or not, right?" Enri said: "That's not what I meant." Song Yan smiled and said, "That's not what I meant." Enri saw him smiling, and then she laughed softly, then lowered her head and ate the noodles quickly. Her skills have improved a lot. After the meal, the two of them stood in the snow and agreed to have a snowball fight, but they just had two casual fights. When their clothes were covered with snow, they stopped. Enri sighed with some annoyance and said, "I don't know. Why, I can’t always find a relaxed feeling and always want to do everything seriously, even if I have a snowball fight.” Song Yanhu said: "Then don't make elixirs." Enri said immediately without thinking: "No!!" Song Yan protected her shoulders with his hands and said softly: "Alchemy has become your obsession, but this obsession is not necessarily a higher pursuit, but an escape. You refine elixirs when you feel uncomfortable, and you refine elixirs when you are alone. You practice and practice, giving yourself a reason to do something serious, but in fact, you are escaping deeper and deeper. There is no difference between you refining elixirs and an alcoholic using alcohol to drown his sorrows. " "There is a difference!" Enri's face turned red with anger, and she couldn't even control her temper.
How could she allow people to slander her efforts over the past two hundred years? But soon, she realized who the person in front of her was, and a kind of pain of worrying about gains and losses suddenly emerged. She sighed softly and looked down at her toes with a look that said, "Did she screw up?" and "It was completely beyond the scope of her thinking." She stood motionless in the snow. Until she was hugged, a voice that was not angry came to her ears. "Try to change your life and practice differently." Enri hesitated and asked, "Then what else can I do?" Song Yan said: "Sword cultivation is the main thing, alchemy cultivation is the supplement. Just go out and practice more. When you make alchemy, others kill monsters for you. Why don't you try it yourself?" After a moment, he felt his chin tap lightly on his shoulder. It's quiet at night. The two of them did not sleep together in the same bed. Enri lay down and fell asleep. Song Yan was sitting in the courtyard, raising his hand to open a jade slip. A dazzling brilliance suddenly exploded in the jade slip, which was a huge golden pile that tore apart all the magic. If you want to practice the secret of your destiny, you need to see this secret of your destiny. In order for him to get started as soon as possible, Patriarch Ning Xin even gave him the ancestor copy of the "Hundred Phases of Life and Death" treasured by the clan, letting him observe it day and night, hoping to realize it as soon as possible. The Wuxiang Ancient Clan obviously had great expectations for him. Song Yan gestured seriously and understood. Suddenly, he felt someone looking down at him from a high place. He did not hide it, turned into a rainbow light, and went straight to the high place. When he reached the top of the mountain, he saw the goddess in green looking at him intently. Since Song Yan returned a year ago, his relationship with Ancestor Ning Xin has been somewhat strange. Previously, Ancestor Ning Xin proposed the idea that "If you enter the early stage of the Divine Infant in five hundred years, why can't I continue your bloodline for you?" This was based on her belief that Song Yan was the reincarnation of the ancestor of the clan, but now he was just a little guy. A normal ancestor would definitely think, "Why allow my big cart to be pulled by a pony? Isn't this absurd?", but Ancestor Ning Xin felt that this little guy had infinite potential. Ancestor Ning Xin would not think that the fusion of a Divine Infant's thoughts would give him the aura of his clan. This little guy must have been favored by the ancestor near the Tianchi Lake, so he spent a lot of money to temporarily give this little guy the characteristics of his clan. The ancestor favored him, and he had great potential, but he was an outsider. She had to further tie this little guy to the clan on an emotional level through the method of "marriage". However, who in the clan can match this little guy now? Who can attract this little guy? She still had to do it herself. For the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, she was willing to do anything, let alone marriage? "Actually, I don't mind you sleeping with other women, otherwise the clan leader wouldn't have allowed you to find female cultivators to serve you when you were away." Ancestor Ning Xin said calmly.
Song Yan said, "The night is long, and Ancestor is telling me this?" Ancestor Ning Xin said, "I want to recognize An Li as my sister, and announce it to the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. In the future, I will also use the resources of my Wuxiang Ancient Clan to support her cultivation." Song Yan said, "Okay." Ancestor Ning Xin breathed a sigh of relief. She could see that the little guy in front of her actually still had a pure land in his heart, and An Li was the pure land of this little guy, so she must be good to An Li and tie An Li to the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. As long as this little guy has no other intentions, then this is a win-win outcome. "Don't even think about going out in the last few years. There are many people out there who want to trouble you. As for An Li, if she wants to train, I will make my own arrangements." "Okay." Song Yan agreed directly, and then said, "But, ancestor, you have to know one thing. If An Li gets into trouble, I will definitely get into trouble too." Ancestor Ning Xin was really curious. She looked at the little guy in front of her who was just a teenager to her, and asked curiously, "How can you still love a woman so sincerely? If you say that you love in order to develop a protective mind, I don't think it's strange, but you have already broken through the middle stage of the Purple Mansion, and you still believe in love? You... You should be almost two hundred years old, right?" The green-clothed goddess couldn't help laughing when she said that. The attitude of the boy in front of her reminded her of the most naive time countless years ago. The time at that time had long been blurred. The meaning of that time was to let her understand how stupid the so-called love was. But the boy in front of him may have countless labels, but there is definitely no "stupid" one. The more people know him, the more they understand that this boy's character, opportunities and means are all temporary choices. It is for these reasons that after serious consideration, the Ningxin Patriarch decided to protect the boy and continue to fulfill the original marriage agreement. Song Yan said: "Since this kind of emotion exists, we should face it." The beautiful face of the green-clothed goddess suddenly melted like a snowy mountain, her eyes rippled with spring water, and her lips became moist. Compared with An Li's stiffness, her change from indifference to charm was almost in an instant. If this change was seen by Wang Susu, the latter would definitely call her teacher, and then observe and think repeatedly in order to grasp the essence from it. The cold wind blows snow, the green clothes are like a dream, and the rippling eyes are like a spring dream that suddenly comes. The green-clothed goddess suddenly held her chin and looked at the boy, saying softly: "Tonight, no matter where you want to look or touch, I will give you a chance." Her move was just a small test. If Song Yan refused, she would squeeze An Li to death, because she knew An Li was Song Yan's lifeline. If Song Yan agreed, she would force her into Song Yan's heart, because she knew that the boy had not touched a woman for a whole year, and she also knew how terrible she was at this moment. If the boy sang every night, it might be useless, but this moment was a great opportunity. No matter where he chose to look or touch, her shadow would be imprinted in his heart. Because she was originally very beautiful, her body was far more perfect than An Li. The next moment, she saw the boy in front of her hesitate. The green-clothed goddess smiled faintly and said softly: "Don't you dare?" The boy gritted his teeth, as if he was enduring. The green-clothed goddess suddenly felt something was wrong.
Then, she saw the boy stand up and walk over. A moment later. A humming sound came from the top of the mountain, accompanied by the goddess's surprised cry "Once, I said only once", but it was quickly drowned out by the rebuttal. "It's an opportunity, not just a one-time touch." "Woo woo woo" For a long time Ancestor Ning Xin spat fiercely. Even though she had lived for thousands of years, she had rarely seen such a shameless man. He actually The ancestor's cheeks were red, and he said with a little anger: "You'd better practice "Hundred Phases of Birth and Death" quickly, don't let me down! Otherwise, I will make you look good!" Song Yan said: "In order to marry you, I will definitely do it." Ancestor Ning Xin suddenly said: "I will tell An Li about this tomorrow." This book has been updated recently in ##六@@九@@@书@@吧!! Update! Although she has seen all the world, she is not as bottom-less as the demon mother Su Yao. At this time, her tone actually carried a bit of revenge, because the little guy just went too far. Song Yan did not answer, but just laughed, and asked after laughing: "Do we want to do it again?" The next moment, he felt a breeze coming. Song Yan was forced to go down the mountain. The next day. Ancestor Ning Xin directly accepted An Li as his sister, and then held a small banquet under the witness of some elders around the family. After the banquet, An Li's seniority and status rose rapidly. And the relationship between her and Song Yan became a family secret and was forbidden to be spread outside. An Li had enough resources for cultivation, and she also began to go out with the elites of the clan to practice. Song Yan did not leave the ancestral secret realm, but An Li went in and out. Over time, she began to become active, and her old-fashioned temperament began to gradually melt. She began to excitedly tell Song Yan about some of her experiences outside, because she actually knew too little about this land. In the words of Song Yan's previous world, An Li was actually a "socially anxious girl who loves to make pills", the kind who would stay at home until she died and would continue to stay at home in the next life. Now, she wanted to change herself, so she tried hard to do it, and then she found that she really changed. The vicissitudes and oldness began to disappear, and the liveliness in her nature returned. An Li walked out of the lonely world that was like a prison. She had Song Yan, a sister, and more friends. She was very close to the Ningxin Patriarch. Because if the Ningxin Patriarch wanted a young girl who was not familiar with the world to get close to her, it would be easy.
As the acquaintance deepened, the Ningxin Patriarch finally understood what was in this little girl that attracted the genius of the clan. A monster, especially a monster that danced on the edge of a knife and wandered between life and death for many years, needed this kind of "true love" from the little girl, not to mention that the two had known each other for nearly two hundred years. After realizing these many things, the Ningxin Patriarch became more and more at ease with Song Yan. Because if the latter wanted to make trouble, it shouldn't be like this. Now, the only thing she cares about is how long it will take Song Yan to cultivate the "Hundred Phases of Birth and Death". Ten years passed in a flash. An Li successfully broke through to the late stage of the Crimson Palace. Except for the first Crimson Palace Blood, the rest were configured according to the top-level Crimson Palace Pill. Outside the Secret Realm, many people were looking for Song Yan, but Song Yan didn't want to go out at all. He knew that people outside wanted him to leave the Secret Realm, but the more those people wanted him to, the more he could practice in the Secret Realm safely. He had made plans to stay in this ancient clan secret realm for hundreds of years. He has always been very patient. Before, someone was chasing him, so he had to escape. Why did he go out and wander around now? Demon Mother Su Yao sacrificed? Soul Threshold Turbulence? Mountain and Sea Demons Rebellion? Their opponents were the ancient clan, not him. Another ten years passed An Li successfully reached the peak of the Crimson Palace Realm, and then, under the guidance of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan, went to a mysterious heart in Guye Mountain. Outside the Secret Realm, people looking for Song Yan thought that Song Yan should come out, but... they made a mistake. Not only did Song Yan not come out, he also started his old business in the ancient tribe gardens - leather making. Now that his identity has been revealed, the art of "shadow puppetry" has naturally been known to the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. The shadow puppets he made are good, powerful, and extremely convenient. Many people in the Wuxiang Ancient Clan have specially practiced the "Skin Control Technique" because of his shadow puppetry technology. Song Yan did not hide his knowledge. He recorded the "Ten Finger Phantom Skin Technique" and even the "Hundred Aspects Divine Control" in jade slips and put them in the library of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. The original version of "Hundred Aspects Divine Control" by Shi Zuoweng actually only included some low- and medium-level monsters at the level of practicing Xuan, but Song Yan had already expanded this version to a wider range. If Shi Zuoweng proposed the idea of "Hundred Aspects Divine Control", then Song Yan has thoroughly developed it. The strategic value of this skill has been greatly raised by being able to split the soul to explore extremely far places at the level of practicing Xuan, and "Hundred Aspects Divine Control" has directly become an important core skill of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. The shadow puppets made by Song Yan became more and more popular. Many family disciples even began to actively hunt monsters and send them to the ancestral secret realm.
Song Yan was a person who returned the favor. He was able to know An Li and gain a true love, which was due to Wang Susu. Otherwise, with An Li's temperament, he would never know, or even if he knew, it would be too late. But Wang Susu saved him from this regret. In addition, Wang Susu was an old friend who walked out of the Puppet Sect with him, so he allowed Wang Susu to come to the secret realm every once in a while to make leather with him. During this period, he taught all his leather making experience, and at the same time quietly passed on the secret techniques such as "God Devouring Hundred Aspects" and "Hundred Aspects Demon Body" that had been eliminated by him but were still of great value to Junior Sister Susu. As for Yu Xuanwei, she continued to consolidate the initial stage of the Purple Mansion, which was a very long process. For Song Yan's sake, the Wuxiang Ancient Clan made arrangements for both Yu Xuanwei and Wang Susu. Yu Xuanwei was arranged to be a worship elder in a large sect called "Shenshui Sword Palace". This "Shenshui Sword Palace" is equivalent to a super enhanced version of "Nanwu Sword Sect" and is particularly suitable for those with water roots to practice. Wang Susu opened a small force called "Yingzhai" in Guye Mountain. As the owner of Yingzhai, Wang Susu is a part of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. His task is to teach the ancient clan members who want to learn shadow puppetry, or the local sect geniuses who are selected to enter Guye Mountain for further study. This is a big job. One day, the ground was covered with snow again. Song Yan was sitting under the eaves making leather. Suddenly, his pupils shrank slightly, but he did not move, letting the cold snowball slowly cut through the space and fall on his cheek. When he looked up, he saw Junior Sister An Li standing in the distance with a big laugh. "Hahaha, hahaha" laughter came from afar. Silver sword robe, straightforward face, soft and soft appearance. Time has changed her. Song Yan accepted her. But after being accepted by Song Yan, she tried to change herself again and turned herself back to her former appearance. It was like "walking around mountains and rivers, getting old or vicissitudes during the period, but when she returned, she became the original her". This is her without repression, the original her. She left a tear in Song Yan's heart. Song Yan encouraged her and turned her back to the original girl who loved to laugh and make faces. Her timidity, humility, stubbornness and old-fashionedness have all disappeared, because she has realized that someone is taking care of her, and she is well taken care of. At this time, she stood there with her hands on her hips full of energy, looked at Song Yan provocatively, then made a face and said with a smile: "Do you like my snowball?" A dreamy feeling arose from Song Yan's heart. And at this moment. An Li pinched the snowball again, "slapped" it on Song Yan's forehead, and then laughed. Song Yan put down the leather making, stood up suddenly, raised his five fingers, and the world here was lifted by him. The accumulated snow floated in the air, and was precisely controlled by him to become tens of thousands of snowballs, covering the sky and the sun, and covering the courtyard layer by layer. "Chen Gen Lian Shan Fa" is a spell that even the top geniuses need to spend decades to comprehend, but Song Yan is using the "Five Actions" that finally evolved from "Chen Gen Lian Shan Fa".
This action can connect the surrounding heaven and earth with the five elements. However, it was the first time for him to use this terrifying secret technique to make snowballs. An Li looked at the hundreds of thousands of snowballs and fell into a brief stagnation, and then she suddenly rushed towards Song Yan. Song Yan loosened his five fingers. In the air, the hundreds of thousands of snowballs began to fall and hit. And just when they were about to hit An Li, this beautiful female cultivator had already passed through many obstacles and came to Song Yan. Just when Song Yan thought she was going to hide under the eaves, An Li suddenly raised her hand quickly, grabbed him, and then pulled him together to jump into the snowballs falling from the sky. Snap. Snap. Snap, snap, snap. Endless snowballs repeatedly hit the two of them. The two figures flying in the air seemed to be still, and the world also pressed the slow button. They looked at each other, looked at each other seriously, and then hugged each other tightly. When they landed, they were buried by the many snowballs. That night The candle was blown out. The two finally merged deeply with each other. When it was dawn, little An Li snuggled happily in Song Yan's arms and whispered, "In a few days, I will break through the Purple Mansion. Sister Ning Xin specially arranged a Xuanxin for me so that I can directly finish the initial consolidation." "In Guye Mountain?" "Well, I am a Mu Xuangen now. Guye Mountain Xuanxin is special, with all five elements, so Xuanxin also takes into account the five elements." After An Li finished speaking, she hugged her husband's waist tightly again, with her cheek pressed against his, and said softly, "I'm afraid I won't see you for a long time, I will miss you." The nearest Mu Xuanxuanxin is in Guye Mountain, but it takes half a month from Guye Mountain to the ancestral secret realm, and it takes a month to go back and forth. Song Yan stroked her hair and said, "Practice is the most important thing, don't be bothered by love." An Li's petite body attached to him again. Song Yan reminded: "The righteous dual cultivation method can only be performed once a day." An Li said: "I don't care, aunt!" More than ten days later, An Li left. Song Yan resumed his life alone. In the past twenty years, he felt that his state of mind had been compensated unprecedentedly, and the most lacking puzzle was finally perfected. His regrets and his inner demons disappeared because of An Li's existence.
In a blink of an eye, eighty years have passed. It's not long before the century-old gathering of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. Song Yan has stayed here quietly for so many years. No matter what happens outside, he doesn't care and won't go out. Anyone who is watching him and waiting for him has already returned disappointed. Those who want to kill people and seize treasures, and those who want to compete for the "Wang Sha Bao" have also lost their patience. The "news" outside has changed wave after wave, and the "Wang Sha Bao" has become a rumor from a hundred years ago. At this time, even if Song Yan goes out again, he will be far less conspicuous than before. On this day, Song Yan glanced at the panel: [Name: Song Yan] [Lifespan: 291/2241449] [Secret Art of Life: Free Demon Diagram] Then, he began to seriously comprehend the "Hundred Aspects of Birth and Death" through wisdom and sweat. He sat in the yard in the morning, and sat until dusk, and the method of the pole was mastered. On the Free Demon Diagram, the elegant and carefree immortal slightly raised his empty palm, and golden light appeared on his palm, and a long golden pole floated out. Then, the next moment, the entire Free Demon Diagram suddenly turned into a ball of thick fog and "swooshed" into the golden long pole. Boom! The pole appeared, and it stabbed into the sky, reflecting the sunset, and the clouds and fog turned. By the Tianchi Lake, the green-clothed goddess was sitting with her eyes closed. Suddenly, she felt something and opened her eyes suddenly. Seeing the sky-high long pole, her face showed surprise and joy. She subconsciously glanced at the Tianchi beside her. The water in the pool was boiling, and the mysterious black and white dragon broke through the water slightly, staring at the life and death pile quietly, then nodded slightly, expressing approval and satisfaction, and then disappeared into the water again. At the same time, thunderclouds accumulated in the sky. The small heavenly calamity is coming!