The dog path is immortal, it is not too late to practice immortality from a hundred years old

This morning, when Zhou Ping came to Zhang Chongyang with wine, Cypress Hutong, Xiao's house.

Xiao Sanniang, who was dressed in plain clothes, held a knife in her hand and stood motionless in the courtyard like a stake.

Her eyes were closed, her breath was long, and if outsiders were present, she could clearly find that there was a whirlpool of spiritual energy around her.

As this aura vortex expanded, the aura of heaven and earth that was plundering the surroundings also quickly converged here.

In the courtyards next to her house, several monks seemed to sense something, and they all cast envious and shocked glances at Xiao Sanniang's courtyard.

But none of them dared to go and check, or even make too much noise at this time.

Because, destroying the breakthrough opportunity of others is comparable to forming a mortal enemy, although these neighbors are very puzzled by Xiao Sanniang's breakthrough, why is it so hasty?

Yes, this breakthrough opportunity did come a little suddenly for Xiao Sanniang, so that the breakthrough venue and many means she had prepared for herself before were not used.

Last night, when she used the sword intent that she exchanged with Zhang Chongyang with the blood boiling formula to understand her sword intent, she felt a whim and blurred, as if she had caught something.

Regardless of the biting cold wind in the winter night, he came to the courtyard with a knife and wanted to take the opportunity to take the opportunity to directly comprehend his knife intent.

As I practiced, I suddenly entered a state of mystical cultivation -- an

epiphany! The so-called one-time epiphany is comparable to ten years of penance.

This may vary from person to person, but no monk would deny it.

Epiphany itself is a kind of chance, a kind of opportunity that countless people can't ask for in their lifetime.

If the artistic conception also pays attention to 'talent, luck, and hard work', then epiphany, no effort is required, it is more pampered with talent.

This is also the reason why more geniuses are more likely to have epiphany than ordinary people.

For Xiao Sanniang, this epiphany was also unforeseeable to her.

In addition, don't look at her standing in the yard all night, in fact, now she has no concept of time at all.

It can also be understood that in this state, she has put all her attention on what she thinks is the most important perception, forgetting the concept of time.

I don't know how long it took, the aura vortex enveloping Xiao Sanniang's body had reached the essence of it, and at this moment, the aura of the seventh-layer peak of qi refining on Xiao Sanniang's body began to climb rapidly.

"Bang!"

As if a barrier had been breached, there was a soft sound, and then, a stronger, slightly disordered aura was released from Xiao Sanniang's body, spreading towards the surroundings, instantly impacting the spiritual energy vortex to pieces.

There is no doubt that this breath is already the eighth layer of qi refining!

At this time, Xiao Sanniang has already retreated from the epiphany.

She reined in the breath that was released, opened her eyes suddenly, and a hundred refining qi flew out, hitting the stone table in the pavilion ten meters away, and the stone table was torn apart on the spot.

Of course, this was Xiao Sanniang's unintentional, but she had no time to care about it at this time, and the next moment, I saw her holding the knife in both hands, and shouting 'drink' in her mouth, without a trace of fancy and superfluous movements, she directly slashed into the space in front of her.

Boom!

A flash of cold light containing knife intent collapsed the space that had been cut through, and even a muffled explosion sounded.

Xiao Sanniang's body staggered, but a satisfied smile appeared on her face at this time.

This knife, pouring everything she has, can be regarded as her strongest trick at present, even if it is a monk of the ninth layer of qi refining, under this knife, she must temporarily avoid the edge.

After standing all night, my legs were naturally numb, and when I came back to my senses, I had to touch the ground with a knife to stabilize my body.

Xiao Sanniang raised her head and looked at the snowflakes in the sky, and a lot of memories appeared in her eyes.

Before she could do so, a chilling murderous intent burst out from her, and she heard Xiao Sanniang whispering softly to the sky:

"Dad, mother, you wait, Sanniang will soon be able to avenge you." "

......

Also in Cypress Alley.

The Luo family.

"Dad, mother, come out and see, it's snowing. Luo Xiaofan shouted excitedly into the room.

"Master, it's really snowing!"

Compared with the joy of his son, Luo Cheng and his wife's faces were more helpless.

"Child, you are a mortal in the flesh, and you are not resistant to cold, so from today onwards, don't go out of the city with me again.

"It's not in the way, this is the first snow, the temperature is not too low now, not to mention that my body is not bad, so let me come along."

"But......

" The wife didn't wait for Luo Cheng to find a reason, so she lowered her voice and interrupted: "Master, yesterday we were discussing to make more money and strive to buy Xiao Fan a robe to protect against the cold, have you forgotten?" Luo Cheng couldn't

say that his wife, so he could only agree.

"Xiaofan, it's snowing and cold, just bake the fire in the house, don't worry about the wood in the yard, your father will split it later...... Don't be naughty, be careful of getting sick, you know?"

When he went out, Luo Cheng's wife pulled Luo Xiaofan to his side and admonished.

Luo Cheng also stepped forward and rubbed his son's head, and said, "Listen to your mother's words, you don't need to chop the wood in the yard, wait for a few days, the snow will close the mountain, and your mother and I are at home, and these woods are not enough for me to split." "

But Dad, Mother, it snowed in previous years, didn't you not go out of the city?" Luo Xiaofan saw the snow just now, and the reason why he was happy was because of this.

Luo Cheng and his wife glanced at each other, but his wife stood up and answered his son's doubt.

She stroked her son's cheek and said, "Xiaofan, you are weak and prone to illness in previous winters, this year my father and mother want to give you a robe to protect against the cold, so that you will not be afraid of cold winter in the future." "

Mother, the robe is very expensive, right? I will bake the fire seriously, so don't buy me a robe." When

the wife heard her son's sensible words, her heart softened, and she swallowed back the words that came to her mouth, and could only cast a look at her husband.

Luo Cheng reacted for a moment, and then understood what his wife meant, and immediately stood up and scolded his son: "You child, why are you still polite to your parents? Okay, go back to the fire, your mother and I are going out."

Luo Xiaofan finally couldn't persuade his parents, so he could only watch them leave, looking at the two backs that were getting farther and farther away in the heavy snow, he muttered softly in his mouth: "Dad, mother, you must pay attention to safety, come back safely......"

At the moment when Luo Xiaofan was about to close the courtyard door, he saw a young and beautiful woman carrying a box of things that should be gifts, walked to the door next door to his house, reached out and knocked down.

The other party Xu sensed his gaze, turned his head to look this way, probably saw that it was a child, and smiled.

Luo Xiaofan also smiled at her, and then closed the door.

He knew in his heart that although this woman looked young, it was possible that she was not too old.

Who called, they have spiritual roots, can cultivate immortals, and have the ...... to stay in the face

His mother often told him that there was no need to envy the monks.

But in his heart, how could he not be envious?