Eternal gate

The next morning, the warm sunshine poured over the Tianzong, and cast a layer of peace over the mist-shrouded mountains. As soon as the sky dawned, the diligent disciples had already gone out, sitting in the mountains, or standing on the top of the peak, Absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, at a glance, it is full of vitality.

"Ji Hen, get out."

This peace was interrupted by a loud shout.

That guy from Weichuan came back from a mission. He heard that his younger brother was hammered, heard that his friend was beaten, and after hearing that he left...Ji Hen jumped out and jumped up and down. He was so angry that he was not in the sect before. Now that I'm back, I have to settle the score carefully, and it won't be over until I cripple that person.

"Senior Brother Wei, you have to make the decision for me!"

When Zheng Ming spoke, there were still tears in the corners of his eyes. He didn't know if he was pretending or if he really wanted to cry. From the outside, it seemed that he was a mixed bag. That day, he was supporting the scene for old David Chuan, but he was beaten by Ji Hen and was beaten. Not only was he disabled, but he also lost a total of two hundred thousand taels. Can you not feel bad when you think about it?

"I'm waiting for you at the martial arts stage."

Wei Chuan's words carried a kind of sound wave that filled half of Tianzong.

"The show is coming."

"Huanshi, who was jumping around before, now that Weichuan has returned to the clan, I wonder if he dares to challenge."

"Eight hundred taels, I bet he won't dare to come."

In the direction of the martial arts performance stage, there were a lot of people again. The diligent disciples were no longer diligent and came to watch the show. One of them came through the back door. After five battles, he maimed five people. I really wanted to take a look at Ji Hen. In the scene of being hammered, the huge Tianzong had to jump out and take care of him.

"Where has your disciple gone?"

On Zizhu Peak, Hongyuan's disciple Linglong came to visit again. He looked at Mu Qinghan's attic and then at Zhao Yun's attic. Zhao Yun was not seen. When he came to Tianzong, he heard about his glorious deeds and flirted with girls. He was seduced by Luoxia Peak, and a love letter spread all over the Tianzong. Everyone who came to fight with him on stage was paralyzed. The person introduced by the handsome lady was indeed a talent.

"Who knows where he went." Yun Yan shrugged, "Maybe he found a place to hide."

"It's better to hide." Linglong chuckled, "You can save yourself from getting maimed."

Yunyan smiled and just sipped tea quietly.

Her disciples are not stupid, so if they can’t beat him, then let him go!

"Ji Hen, get out."

Zheng Ming's curses continued frequently.

A technical job like scolding one's mother had to be done by him as a younger brother.

As for Wei Chuan, he stood like a monument, standing on the stage with his hands behind his back, closing his eyes and concentrating. He had such a strong character that was getting better and better. In his opinion, Ji Hen was afraid of him, so he went to When doing tasks, jumping up and down, what he wants is the feeling that others are afraid of him.

"Wei Chuan must be the one to support the scene! Ji Hen doesn't even dare to come!"

There was a lot of discussion below, and every word that fell into Wei Chuan's ears made the guy feel elated.

This wait lasted all afternoon.

More than half of the theatergoers were gone. Ji Hen didn't dare to come, that's for sure.

As night fell, there were only two or three people left in the martial arts stage, and most of them were dozing off. Huang Xie from the Weapon Refining Pavilion and Wei Teng on crutches were two of them.

I was so anxious to wait that I didn't even see Ji Hen's figure.

Wei Chuan's face was dark enough.

Last time, I waited for a whole day, but no one arrived.

This time, I'm afraid I'll be let off again.

"How difficult it must be to let them fight!"

If you look at it from God's perspective, it's a bit funny.

The first time, Zhao Yun wanted to come, but was kidnapped by Yun Yan.

The second time, Zhao Yun challenged, but Wei Chuan left.

For the third time, Wei Chuan was looking for a place, but Zhao Yun was gone again. He missed it perfectly every time. In the eyes of outsiders, the name of the clown with a shy head was well deserved.

Ah sneeze!

When Zhao Yun opened his eyes, he didn't even spit out a breath, but a domineering sneeze. It must be that many people are thinking about him again, and who are gathering around to scold him at this moment?

Zhao Yun rubbed his nose, turned over and jumped up, stretching hard.

After a day and a half of meditation, he had already scratched the surface of the Ten Thousand Methods of Immortality.

puff!

He used a dagger to draw a bloody gorge on his arm.

Then, he activated the Ten Thousand Techniques of Immortality.

A magical scene appeared. The knife scar, which was dripping with blood, healed instantly.

"Seconds, really wonderful." Zhao Yun closed his eyes and felt it calmly.

When he was running the Ten Thousand Techniques of Immortality, he seemed to have a... magical power in his body. He defined it as the power of regeneration, which could heal the scars on his body in an extremely short period of time.

In terms of recovery power, it is far from comparable to washing the marrow and changing the tendons.

The secret techniques are different, and the main attack abilities are also different.

For example, the Marrow Cleansing and Tendon Changing Jing is used to exercise the body, but it comes with some restorative power, such as the Ten Thousand Methods of Immortality, which is for regeneration. If it is used for physical training, it will definitely not work.

puff! puff!

After that, he tried many times and drew a series of bloody gorges.

If any outsiders were here, they would be surprised and wonder if this guy has a tendency to self-mutilate.

Do an experiment! You have to harm yourself when you should harm yourself.

The blood marks drawn by Zhao Yun, whether deep or shallow, will be restored in the first instant.

He has a bold guess:

If you twist off an arm, you can still regenerate it with the help of the Ten Thousand Methods of Immortality.

However, he didn't dare to try it at the moment, because he hadn't fully understood this method yet, and even if he got the essence of it, wouldn't it be nonsense if it couldn't regenerate an arm?

"That guy Wang Yang, isn't he practicing the Ten Thousand Dharma Immortality Technique?"

Zhao Yun murmured in his heart, that night during the battle, he really saw Wang Yang's resilience. Oh no, it shouldn't be a resilience, it should be a kind of regeneration, otherwise, he wouldn't have fought so hard.

"Even if it's not the case, there must be something similar but similar in approach."

Zhao Yun touched his chin. There are many branches of the demon clan, and there are always one or two... outstanding ones. Not only do they have extremely strong amplification power, but they also have terrifying regeneration power. However, the method of cultivation is a bit bloody, like Wang That guy Yang uses the blood of living people to increase his magic power.

After collecting his thoughts, he continued to comprehend.

There was one thing he didn't quite understand.

Since it is the power of regeneration, why is it called the Ten Thousand Dharma Immortality Technique? It would be more accurate to call it the Ten Thousand Dharma Regeneration Technique! After thinking about it, I felt relieved. Although I had obtained this method, I had not fully understood it. What I had learned was only a drop in the ocean. Maybe if I practice this method to a great extent, I might actually be able to live forever.

If so, he could live many more years.

This time he understood the immortal magic, and his mind was completely absorbed in it, as if he fell asleep.

In other words, he really fell asleep and had nightmares. There was a lot of sweat on his forehead, a look of pain between his brows, and a lot of muffled groans, as if he was trapped in a dream and wanted to wake up but couldn't.

In the dark, he seemed to see the giant door holding up the sky again, further away than in his dream.

In the dark, he seemed to see another ray of light. To be precise, it was a back that seemed real and illusory, covered with eternal colors, flying on the boundless illusion, flying towards the giant door that held up the sky.

"If I die, you will come."

In the dark, there is still such an ancient and vicissitudes of words, which seems to have spanned the long river of time, with a touch of hoarse hope, like a magic spell, lingering in his ears for a long time.

Well....!

The moon god in seclusion groaned, and his soul became distorted.

In Zhao Yun's consciousness, she seemed to be able to see what Zhao Yun could see; he seemed to be able to hear what Zhao Yun could hear, and even her heart trembled when she heard those ancient and vicissitudes of words.

"Across time and space?" Moon God murmured, staring blankly at Miaomiao.