My Private Marvel System

In an instant, Xizhu lightly moved, as if responding to a woman in plain clothes. The latter smiled knowingly, waved as a farewell, and his figure slowly dissipated on the Naihe Bridge.

Just as the woman in plain clothes was about to leave, she glanced at Dole lightly, her clear eyes instantly becoming confused.

The woman in plain clothes left and returned to her world. At the same time, the bamboo also grabbed away from the gods and flew into Dole's storage bag. And the unknown power did not pursue it either, but firmly guarded the Three Life Stone, preventing anyone from invading it.

And this unknown power that Dole couldn't perceive seemed to be aimed at him only, preventing him from getting his own memory.

The two old people in the other space looked at each other, and then they both laughed helplessly, seeming to understand something, but they felt more puzzled in their hearts.

These doubts cannot be solved in a short time.

"This kind of unknown power, I am afraid that I will go all out, and I can't really erase it." The old man in Tsing Yi sighed.

Xu Changfeng shook his head and said flatly: "It's not that I'm afraid, but that I can't." The latter hummed, and immediately looked up at the sky with a little helplessness on his face, "I don't know how many people are watching him in secret. You and I are just a chess piece, or even a pawn, if you cross the river and you die."

"It's better to be a chess piece than not to be a chess piece." Xu Changfeng said.

Old man Qu paused and said pessimistically: "Maybe we don't even have the qualifications to be chess pieces."

Xu Changfeng did not speak, but looked thoughtful.

After a while, he suddenly asked Old Man Qu: "Then Yuan...what is the origin of green bamboo?"

"I don't know. At first, when I first found him, the green bamboo was on him. However, compared to what I saw before, the green bamboo is lighter in color, and some changes may have taken place." The old man frowned.

"If you can figure out the origin of this green bamboo, maybe you can know his identity." Xu Changfeng said uncertainly.

"I also know that, the key is that yuan... Impermanence is a real crime for this old man, and he has to make some tongue, so that people are uneasy when talking." Old man Qu muttered.

Xu Changfeng smiled slightly and said, "Be careful. He may be listening."

"Listen and listen. He wasn't without him among the people who chased and killed me. I'm still alive and well." Old man Qu had no expression on his face, and he was obviously not afraid of the old antique who was so powerful in the world.

"It's a proud statement. Who fled into the ancient temple like a dog from the mourning family, and squatted down to 1.3 billion barriers?" Xu Changfeng laughed.

Regarding the embarrassment that year, Old Man Qu did not want to mention it again, and immediately changed the subject: "The appearance of the Sanshengshi is actually the mirror image of the Qingling. I am afraid that the kid has a deep relationship with the Qingling goddess."

"Not at all. Didn't he ever see Qingling Goddess? Maybe because of this, don't change the subject. I still don't understand why you have been chased by so many Supreme Lords, and this chase is three. With 1.9 billion barriers, what is the deep hatred to have such resentment, you need to tell me in detail." Xu Changfeng asked, he was quite interested in this matter.

"Don't forget about the Qingling Goddess. The eagle dog under Li Wuji's hand has reached the world of Tianmeng, I have to go. Xu Changfeng, take care, there will be a period of time later." As soon as the voice fell, the figure of Old Man Qu disappeared. Slipped away.

"Why didn't I find out..." Xu Changfeng was only halfway through. It was discovered that Old Man Qu had left the world of Tianmeng. He looked weird and said to himself: "As for this?"

Before the Sanshengshi.

Dole looked thoughtful, the two old men's guess. The same is what he was thinking. Maybe I had really met Qingling Goddess and had a deep holiday, otherwise Qingling Goddess would not rush to exterminate them at first. Dole doesn't know the reason for this, but all this will come to light one day.

Maybe when the truth emerges. It is also the time of his own death, because Qingling Goddess is a chaotic astronaut.

Dole felt a sense of urgent crisis, but then gave a wry smile. With his cultivation base, how could he be able to beat a Chaos astronaut? The Qingling goddess wanted to kill him easily.

Dole never had the luck to think that the goddess of Qingling didn’t know that she was still alive, and the reason she was late in the future was mostly because of some things. The time left for herself was more or less, but there was only one result. The day came. , Qingling Goddess is still an existence that she can't look up to, killing herself is effortless.

The gap between the two sides is too big, there is a world of difference, even if it takes more time, it can't make up, to cultivate to the realm of the Qingling Goddess, more requires a deep opportunity.

Uxingzhe, the fate belongs to. It is said in "Shifangjie".

It is precisely because of this that Dole is not eager for quick success and instant benefits. He did not rely on his own mental state to reach the peak of the transformation of the gods. He blindly uses elixir to improve his cultivation. Instead, he will follow the steps in each realm. Practice slowly.

This is like the sky is about to fall, but just by thinking, the sky will not fall?

In vain.

Dole knows the truth well, so naturally he doesn't think too much, let alone feel afraid.

The road ahead still has to go, all Dole has to do is not stop for a moment.

He never gave up.

The Sanshengshi returned to peace, and Dole waited for a while, but still did not see any changes in it. Presumably waited on, there would be no results.

Dole knew that it was time to leave. Immediately, he stepped on the cornerstone of the Naihe Bridge, which was only less than a foot away from him.

This bridge is composed of three stone arch bridges side by side, paved with countless pieces of strange stones. The two sides are protected by carved stone fences. It is divided into three layers from top to bottom. The shape is exactly the same, all of which are more than ten feet wide and have no end in length. It's just that the curvature of the bridge body is different, and there are two steps at each end, which can reach the second and third floors.

This bridge is similar to the Naihe Bridge that has been passed down in the secular world. The upper layer is red, the middle layer is black and yellow, and the bottom layer is black. Doll couldn't help but think of a legend. The three arch bridges are divided into three types of people walking. Those who do good will go to the upper level, those who do both good and evil go to the middle level, and those who do evil go down. If a benevolent person does not want to cross the bridge and forget the past of this life, he can choose to turn it into the cornerstone of the bridge, never reincarnate, and preserve the memory of this life forever.

Dole really doesn't know if the bridge is like this, but the sound of the endless stream in the big **** river under the bridge is like a long sigh, a cry, a howl, a sad and sadness.

This big river called the Forgotten River. The scene in the river is very terrifying, full of densely packed lone souls and wild ghosts, as well as evil flowers and green insects and snakes, floating up and down along with the ups and downs of the river. Even the courageous Dole frowned when he saw him.

The smelly river water slapped the river bank, and a little bit of river water splashed on the shore to form a red carpet of the other bank flowers, making people subconsciously think that the other bank flowers may not be of this color. It was only stained blood red by the river.

"Huh, what is that?"

Suddenly, Dole saw a little gleaming light on the river bank, very bright, like a star, something seemed to be washed ashore by the river.

Looking closely, it was a piece of jade, oval, slightly larger than an adult fist, and transparent. Like a crystal, blooming with brilliant light, there is a magical power overflowing in it.

"Xianyao Xuanyu!"

Immediately, Dole recognized this object, it was actually the Xianyao Xuanyu he had dreamed of, and the size was very satisfactory.

Dol, who had already given up on Xianyao Xuanyu, had never expected to see him here. To use Zhang Huohui's words, Liu Anhua was another village.

Although Xianyao Xuanyu is close at hand, it is within easy reach. But Dole did not act rashly. Through the changes in the surrounding space nodes, he noticed that the lonely ghosts and insects and snakes in the Wangchuan River were real things, and he didn't know any magical powers. But it must be fierce. As for the river water, don't even think about it.

Dole flew in the air, slowly approaching the piece of Xianyao Xuanyu on the bank of the river. On the way, no abnormal changes occurred, and the lone ghosts and insects that were constantly wriggling in the river seemed to be frozen. Motionless, like wood-carved clay sculptures.

When Dole thought about it, he immediately guessed that it must be the old man in black helping him secretly.

Knowing that he has inherited the love of the old man in black, Dole came to the Xianyao Xuan Jade, his feet were not touching the river beach, suspended on it, and the chaotic power of his body was transported, turned into a palm, and he grabbed it half way. Xianyao Xuanyu in the mud on the river bank.

However, the moment the palm of the hand touched Xianyao Xuanyu, the sudden change suddenly appeared.

The chaotic divine power in it was eroded by a very corrosive force, and most of it was lost in an instant, and it disappeared in the next moment.

Undoubtedly, this is caused by the river of Xianyao Xuanyu.

But for how to get rid of the river water, Dole had no good way for a while. If the purification power of Tai Hao Tai Yuan water was used, it might be a little bit possible, but it might also be purified together with Xianyao Xuanyu.

But nowadays, dead horses can only be used as living horse doctors, but Dole was just about to do it, and an old voice came from the sky: "This river is taken from the Forgotten River in the underworld. I want to melt it away and pay it back with your power. If it can't be done, let me do it."

The owner of this voice is naturally Xu Changfeng.

At the next moment, a trace of blood-yellow smelly gas diffused from the surface of Xianyao Xuanyu's body, and then disappeared again. After a few breaths, all the water of the Wangchuan River on it had been melted away.

Immediately, this piece of Xianyao Xuanyu broke free from the river bank, and flew to the front of Dole without touching half of the soil. The mud on this river bank is not contaminated.

"Thank you, senior," Dole said sincerely, and then reached out his hand to pick up the Xianyao Xuanyu and put it in the waist storage bag.

The latter didn't say a word, but the meaning was clear, let Dole leave quickly.

Dole knew that he immediately ran the weightless power in his body. He appeared thousands of miles away in an instant, and headed towards the end of Naihe Bridge. Xu Changfeng, who was observing secretly, saw this scene. There was no change on his face. Such a speed is indeed extraordinary, but it is still a bit worse than the talented wizards in the world, but their achievements are limited after all, and they are restricted by the destiny, and he will not, the chaotic person, reverse the universe, reverse chaos Yin and Yang, Yongdeng Changsheng..."

It wasn't until about half an incense stick that Dole reached the end. One can imagine how long this Naihe bridge is.

As Xu Changfeng said, at the end of the bridge is an ancient well built with bluestone to accommodate one person in the sky. On the right side of the well is a pool of blood seven feet away, not big, like a small pool with blood in it. The turbulent sewage is like boiling water in a pot of boiling water. Although it has no peculiar smell, it is still daunting.

Doer walked to the ancient well a few steps, without hesitation, jumped in, feeling the unpredictable surrounding space, and after a few breaths, he stopped, and he had reached the foot of the ancient witch mountain.

"Finally, it came out." Dole let out a sigh of relief, feeling that he had survived the disaster, knowing that with his true ability, he would not be able to survive the ten samsara set by the old man in black anyway.

And the old man in black allowed himself to leave, not just because he found the heir, but his intention remains to be determined. But Dole can be sure that the old man in black set ten reincarnations, indeed for the purpose of choosing disciples, otherwise no one in history would be able to come out of it alive, and all of them would carry precious treasures, and they would be mad, no doubt black. The old man Yi did this deliberately to attract others to enter the ancient Ming ore vein and accept the trial. The piece of Xianyao Xuan Jade I got was just a bait thrown by the old man in black.

Among these ten reincarnations, there must be many treasures, and the mother jade of Xianyao is one of them, which should be hidden in the bottom of Wangchuan River. I don’t know how many years it has been immersed in such a poisonous river, it is still alive, and it can also give birth to Xianyao Xuan Jade, which is definitely not comparable to the ordinary Xianyao Mother Jade, and is among the gems. The Wangchuan River is very poisonous and will damage its roots, but with the astuteness of the elderly, there must be other profound meanings.

Could it be related to the lone grave in the cemetery?

And that strange little tree that bears dragon fruit, could it be caused by Yinlong?

Ding Banxian's guess seemed to come true.

Dorr squinted his eyes and faintly said four words: "The Emperor Wu Dynasty..."

Tianlao Mountain is located in the Qixuan Mountains in the eastern part of the imperial land. Because there is a huge pit in the middle of the mountain, as deep as a cage, birds and beasts fall into it and do not cross, so it is named Tianlao. The scenery in the mountains is pleasant, with lush grasses, a green sky, towering peaks, like giants, propping up the sky, the mountains are empty, like a cage of light yarn, layers of smoke and mist are floating, and they are poetic and picturesque, but the mountains are high and dangerous. , There are many cliffs, which are not easy to climb, and there are countless flower pythons poisonous insects and heterogeneous large insects in the forest. Moreover, although this mountain is beautiful, it is not as good as those famous blessed places~www.ltnovel.com~ so few people come here.

At this moment, there is a deep valley on the mountainside of Tianlao Mountain, which is hidden by the mist, which is very mysterious and peaceful. In the dense jungle, a white-clothed young man sitting cross-legged on the green grass, closed his eyes and meditated, his breath was dusty, his expression was tranquil, like a fairy in the mountains.

After a while, the young man in white clothes called Dole opened his eyes and said to himself: "I don't know whether that piece of Xianyao Xuan Jade can make my carving skills to the level of a craftsman, although there is only a thin line, But it always feels like an insurmountable gap."

The craftsman is the first state of carving. As the name suggests, it is the carving method. But the utensils here refer to all tangible things in the heavens and the earth. Law is the law or order in stone. If the carving skills can be arbitrarily carved into the rules or order into the imaginary artifacts in the heart, plus the level of spiritual consciousness and the degree of division, and the self-cultivation has reached a certain standard, it is considered to be a beginning in the field of carving. Peeping the doorway, can be called a craftsman, after all, there is no skill, no strength, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.

After the craftsman, there are five realms, which are the spiritual craftsman, the divine craftsman, the saint craftsman, and the heaven craftsman. The sacred craftsman sculpts the spirit, the sacred craftsman engraves the gods, the sage craftsman sculpts the saints, and the heavenly craftsman sculpts the sky. (To be continued.)