Eternal Sacred King Chapter 214: The wind and clouds change color

Since ancient times, there have been countless cultivators who have stepped into the alchemy path, but none of them have cultivated the golden alchemy vision!

Because everyone has different learnings, different experiences, different perceptions of alchemy, and different situations of getting through the spiritual veins...

Many factors are different, and a wide variety of golden core visions will be formed.

The power of the golden core visions is also different. Some visions are so powerful that once they break out, they can shake the earth and the mountains will whistle and tsunami.

The power of some visions is relatively weak.

Therefore, it is passed down from the old, the eight veins are connected, there must be a vision!

But it is really difficult to get through the eight channels of the Qi meridian. Thousands of years ago, only one person, including the ancestor of the Miaofeng Peak, passed through the eight spiritual channels.

This person is the master of the mysterious golden silk armor, the terrifying powerhouse who left the Taixu Thunder Technique.

"Go, go up and say hello, these three brothers are not easy to see."

The little fat man took Su Zimo and walked over, clasped his fists and smiled: "I have seen three seniors."

Qin Yu and the three of them turned their gazes, quickly passed the little fat man, paused for a while on Su Zimo, and then turned to the side with a somewhat indifferent expression.

The little fat man smiled wryly.

When Su Zimo saw the three of them acting like this, he also dispelled the idea of ​​stepping forward to say hello.

Some other monks who built the foundation perfectly, one vein built the foundation, and two veins built the foundation, looked at Su Zimo and others, and their eyes were not friendly.

"Hey, don't blame them."

The little fat man explained: "The spiritual power of the spiritual pool is limited, and one more person to absorb it means that the cultivation speed of others has slowed down. This trip to Tanglin Valley did not have anything to do with us. They have training resources."

Su Zimo is stunned.

Leng Rou shook her head and said: "The spirit pool belongs to the sect, and it is not their resource. Besides, we are also disciples of the sect."

"That's what people say, but others don't think so." The little fat man smiled bitterly.

It didn't take long for a man in a purple robe with an aloof expression to come with his sword. Around him, there were also many sect disciples.

Feng Haoyu!

I have to say that Feng Haoyu's cultivation speed is indeed very fast, and now he has reached the completion of foundation building.

Feng Haoyu turned his gaze, and after seeing Su Zimo, he walked over here.

"Junior Brother Su, it's been a long time since I saw you."

Feng Haoyu came to Su Zimo and said with a smile.

This is the first time the two have met since Feng Haoyu's defeat to Su Zimo last time in the Array Peak Spirit Arena.

Su Zimo looked at Feng Haoyu with a calm expression and was silent.

There is something weird in this.

Feng Haoyu stopped him twice in private, and Lingjue told Su Zimo that Feng Haoyu had killed him both times!

Now, Feng Haoyu pretends to be nothing, and runs over to say hello to him?

With Feng Haoyu's indispensable temperament, will he surrender his status and make such a move?

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon!

Feng Haoyu smiled and asked: "Why, Junior Brother Su is not even interested in talking to me?"

Feng Haoyu is really laughing, it seems that something is making him extremely happy.

Enter the spiritual pond of Tanglin Valley to practice?

I'm afraid not necessarily.

At this moment, three figures came together not far away. The person in the center was the first Wenxuan at Lingfeng, dressed in a white robe, walking from the sky, with a graceful air.

The other two are also Jindan real persons, and both are elders in the sect.

Wen Xuan swept across the disciples below, nodded, and waved his sleeves.

A spirit boat emerges, and in the blink of an eye, it rises in the wind. There is enough space on the spirit boat to carry hundreds of people!

"All come up."

Wen Xuan and the two sect elders stepped onto the spirit boat and stood on the bow.

Many sect disciples lifted their swords into the air, and they came to the spirit boat with expressions of excitement.

The monks who can stand on this spirit boat are all disciples approved by the sect, enough to envy others.

The spirit boat turned into a rainbow of light, breaking through the air, at an extremely fast speed.

Su Zimo, Little Fatty, and Leng Rou stood together, feeling the whistling of the wind in their ears, and the scene quickly retreated.

Su Zimo swept his gaze over the two sect elders, and asked in a low voice: "I don't know which Elder Chen is?"

The little fat man pointed to the rightmost man and said: "The one wearing a black robe is Elder Chen, and the one on the left is Elder Yu, Brother, what are you doing?"

"It's okay."

Su Zimo said: "I heard that this time we can enter the spiritual pond to practice, thanks to Elder Chen's proposal."

"Well, I also heard about it."

Little Fatty smiled and said: "This Elder Chen is a good person."

Su Zimo smiled and did not answer.

After a while, Su Zimo became more and more disturbed, always feeling that something was wrong, but he still didn't straighten it out.

Su Zimo passed through the crowd, came to the front of the spirit boat, bowed his fist and said: "Disciple Su Zimo, I have seen the first seat of Wenxuan, the two elders."

Wen Xuan looked slightly and nodded.

The two sect elders also looked back at Su Zimo, revealing a look of questioning.

"Three seniors, the disciples have some concerns."

"What?"

Wen Xuan's tone is cold and indifferent.

Because of Feng Haoyu, Wen Xuan has always had a prejudice against Su Zimo.

Su Zimo said: "This trip to the Tanglin Valley, almost all the core disciples of the sect's foundation realm have gathered. Once in danger, it will be a huge blow to the sect! Three years later, the sect will be bigger than that. The Zongmen must not be able to compete for the fourth place."

While speaking, Su Zimo has been paying attention to the expressions of the three Wenxuan.

After hearing this sentence, Elder Yu laughed blankly.

"You go back, don't worry about this."

Wen Xuan said coldly: "The core disciple of the foundation-building realm who besieged and killed my sect, do you know what this action represents? In the realm of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which sect has this courage?"

Elder Yu also smiled and said: "Although the Tanglin Valley Spirit Pool is opened once every ten years, how can outsiders know when it opens."

Although Elder Chen didn't say a word, his emotions didn't fluctuate at all, and his face remained expressionless.

Su Zimo couldn't see anything, frowned, and turned back to the original place.

Three hours later, a valley is faintly visible in front of him.

"Here."

Coming to the sky above the valley, the spirit boat slowly landed, and many monks jumped down.

In this Tanglin Valley~IndoMTL.com~, there are still two Jindan real people guarding this place, including the three of Shangxuan, and there are already five Jindan real people guarding this place on Miao Mifeng Peak.

In the very center of Tanglin Valley, there is a spiritual pond, the surface of which is shimmering and exudes a strong spiritual energy.

Even though it was hundreds of meters away, Su Zimo and others could clearly feel it.

"This is really a blessed place."

The little fat man was fascinated, took a deep breath, and exclaimed.

"Haha."

Feng Haoyu smiled and said meaningfully: "Everyone, enjoy it."

At this moment, outside the Tanglin Valley, there was a dark cloud that was unpredictable, rolling in at an extremely fast speed!

In this group of dark clouds, there is still a little scarlet light shining, weird and gloomy.

The wind and clouds change color! (To be continued.)