One Thousand Two Hundred and Twenty-Eight. The Supreme Road

After Suo Mingzhang finished speaking, without saying anything else, his figure rose up.

A gap was opened above the sky, and his figure disappeared in the gap.

In the next instant, the gap in the sky closed, and the void world where Yan Zhaoge and Ying Huoji were in returned to its original state.

Then, not long after, the two of them felt that the void world in front of them suddenly shook.

The illusory space boundary, at this moment, seems to be constantly rippling like water waves, like the sea surface blown by a strong wind.

Although this void is relatively stable, it is still in the primordial nebula.

If the primordial nebula fluctuates as a whole, this void will inevitably be affected.

Apparently, Suo Mingzhang, Huo Yao Yinghuo, had already fought against the strong man of Xianting who was also in the Primordial Nebula. The fluctuations caused by the battle between the two sides caused changes in the Primordial Nebula.

Since Suo Mingzhang showed up, most of the Immortal Court experts' attention was attracted to him.

Suo Mingzhang left and took the initiative to find the person who went to Xianting. He had the initiative, so he was able to cover up his previous behavior and prevent the other party from following his path and finding Yan Zhaoge and others.

At this moment, Yan Zhaoge threw himself into the colorful stream of light, bathing in the brilliance.

Standing in the radiance, he wrote one after another talisman in the air with his fingers, engraved in the colorful light stream.

Although the radiance flows continuously, those sigils always remain in a fixed position.

A total of five talismans fell, separated in the center and four directions.

Yan Zhaoge sat suspended in the middle, with a talisman under him.

After looking around, he flicked his fingers, and four streams of light flew out of it, falling in all directions, hovering over the four surrounding sigils.

A large red gold seal, a long sword with a blade like autumn water, a strange seal shaped like a dagger, and a huge black sword case.

"The imprints of the Yun Zhuantian Light Sword and the Time Sword are a bit different, but we can make do with it for the time being." Yan Zhaoge nodded in satisfaction.

The Seal of the Sun, the Light Sword of Cloud Turning to Heaven, the Seal of Time Sword and the Taotie Evil Sword, the four high-grade holy weapons, are located in the four directions of Yanzhaoge.

Four treasures for one person,

Suppress the five talismans, hovering in mid-air together.

A pale golden glow appeared and merged with the colorful stream of light that enveloped them.

The colorful stream of light fluttered for a moment, but finally gradually stabilized again.

Yan Zhaoge also continued to stay in the light flow.

The medicinal fragrance did not weaken at all, but became more intense, continuously nourishing Yan Zhaoge's body.

Yan Zhaoge, who had already accumulated vigorous and profound songs, only felt that his energy was gradually overflowing.

Looking inside oneself is like looking at the real universe and starry sky. The stars circulate endlessly, their birth and death are endless, and they have their own laws.

Not only that, Yan Zhaoge could even see that the universe in his body seemed to be experiencing the ups and downs of nature, from birth to death, and then to rebirth again.

He still has the last few hidden points, and he hasn't practiced enough to break through the void and see the true god.

For many martial sages at the ninth level and those in the late stage of Xianqiao, the tempering of these last few hidden points is extremely difficult, and it may be difficult for them to do so.

It can be said that it is always the most difficult to make further progress, but it can also be said that the qualitative change from imperfection to perfection is extraordinarily difficult.

There are many martial arts experts in the upper world who have been stuck at this threshold for decades, centuries, or even hundreds of years, with their potential exhausted and slowly aging.

However, Yan Zhaoge can now clearly feel that as long as he is willing, he can complete the training of these last few acupoints, pass through that barrier, and become a human being.

From the Ninth Level of Martial Saints to the Tenth Level of Martial Saints, the unique learning of the Three Qing Dynasty, Yan Zhaoge each needs a brand new one.

However, he now has a lot of knowledge of the Three Qing Dynasty's direct inheritance.

One treasure after another is waiting for him to discover and support him to move forward.

It is also because of the many unique learnings involved, and some of the methods are mysterious, Yan Zhaoge feels that he still needs to be scrutinized.

Especially his Sanqing fellow practitioners must try to integrate what they have learned.

The newly obtained Book of Opening the Heavens, and the Sword Sutra of Zhuxian, as the two masters of Yuqing and Shangqing, have infinite power and infinite mystery, which made him linger on and forget to return.

Since Yan Zhaoge became a saint, if he had to focus on improving, he would save a lot of time compared to now.

But that wasn't what he wanted.

It was so in the past, and it is the same now.

So Yan Zhaoge is now in the seven-color stream of light, although he has the certainty of achieving the body of a celestial being, he did not take that step blindly, but calmed down and tried to figure out the principles of various unique skills.

Bathed in this colorful brilliance, Yan Zhaoge was full of energy and spirit, and his thoughts were the most agile, trying to figure out the truth and get twice the result with half the effort.

Ying Huoji looked at Yan Zhaoge from the side, and nodded secretly: "To be able to have today is really not a fluke."

Entrusted by Yan Zhaoge, he planned to return to the Upper Realm to deliver the letter.

But there is no rush to leave at once, we have to wait for Huo Yaoying to lure the Venerable Suo Mingzhang to lure the people in the fairy court away, and the siege outside has cleared up before we can act.

Ying Huoji is more concerned about the five talismans that Yan Zhaoge laid down.

Out of safety considerations, Yan Zhaoge planned to explore the Pill Palace after making more preparations.

But if it is delayed for too long, under the change of time and space, it is possible to lose the way to the alchemy hall.

The reason why Ying Huoji went back to look for people, while Yan Zhaoge stayed behind, was mainly because he had a way to temporarily suppress the path leading to the Pill Palace.

"The method is very unique, it looks a bit familiar, but it is difficult to understand the deeper connotation." Ying Huoji said in his heart: "It is really not simple. In addition to martial arts, there are also quite high attainments in formation."

During the waiting process, the turmoil in the outer primordial nebula gradually subsided.

The two warring parties seem to be gradually leaving the original nebula and moving away.

However, due to the impact of the battle, this void realm gradually distorted and shattered, revealing cracks.

This is something that no one can avoid, and Suo Mingzhang will not leave his own power restriction to protect it, otherwise he will lead the way for the enemy instead.

Seeing the flickering stream of colorful light, Yan Zhaoge's expression moved slightly, and the Great Nether Minglun emerged.

During the rotation of the black iron wheel, among the twelve holes on the wheel, eleven were dim, and only one was shining.

In that light, shadows emerged, covering the void, enveloping the colorful brilliance so that it would not leak out.

"I'm leaving." Seeing this, Ying Huoji nodded immediately, and then her figure also rose.

After leaving that void, Ying Huoji reappeared the broken walls and ruins of the ruins of the Tianting Shrine in the past.

He fled to the distant void, ready to try to leave the original nebula.

But at this moment, he suddenly saw figures flashing in the void.

A ray of light fell from above the head of one of them, shining on the ruins of the ruins, forming a pulling force.

"That's..." Ying Huoji's eyes suddenly became terrified.

After all, someone found it.

It is not because of Suo Mingzhang, nor because of the colorful brilliance restrained by Yan Zhaoge, but because of the ruins of the shrine here.

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