Master of Untold Daos: One Hundred Thirty Five Twelve Entrance Passes

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The ancestor of the wind demon watched five of their masters and disciples go up the mountain, "If the Yujian Sect had such a person eight hundred years ago, how could it be destroyed? Even the Demon Sect might not be able to win this opponent. "

"Perhaps, it is not a bad thing for them to take over Yujianzong. At least, there is a chance to get me out of here, but when the day comes, do I dare to leave again?"

"My ambitions have long been rotten in this piece of yellow sand..."

The wind and sand gradually moved away. Chen Ming looked at the hall in front of him. It should be just a conference hall. There are usually no treasures in this kind of place. After all, people come and go.

Chen Ming continued to move forward and walked towards the back mountain. In his eyes was a medicinal field. The elixir in it was not just scattered like Lingguo Mountain. The elixir here, It is everywhere!

The elixir also represents the pill to enter the realm!

The pill of Wen Dao Jing only needs common medicinal materials, and the materials are easy. However, the pill that enters the Dao realm requires elixir as the main medicine. As for the king-level pill, it is even more precious.

There is no limit to the elixir of Wen Dao Jing, which represents mass production into Dao Jing.

If every disciple who enters the Dao realm can enter the Dao realm with unlimited medicines, then what does it mean is that it is a mass production king!

The mass production of the king class is so terrifying, even if it is like the demon king's power, it is only to train a successor.

Yanshan has 3,600 disciples.

The psychic pill that you can take when you enter the realm is no longer just a pill, it's already a treasure.

Chen Ming and the four little guys were walking in the medicinal field. Chen Lingyu knelt down and carefully observed the elixir. "Master, with these elixir, it is to let all the disciples of the whole school enter the Dao realm every ten days. Dispensing a pill to enter the realm of Taoism can also last for one and a half years."

After all, the pill that enters the realm of Taoism is the elixir as the main medicine, and it exerts the effect of the elixir more thoroughly. The effect is far more effective than that of the elixir that is heard in the realm of Tao. It takes ten and a half days to fully digest the medicine.

Chen Ming took a look. Although there are a lot of these elixir, he can't stand Yanshan's squandering of cultivating registered disciples as descendants of the sect.

Fortunately, there are not many Dao-realms at all, and they are not in a hurry. Let them try to refine the pill for Dao-realms.

Then Chen Ming saw Ling Xian reaching out and plucking three fruits from a spiritual tree, probably because he was afraid of being beaten, he handed the largest one to Zhuo Qingyao, and then shared with Li Suyi. After one, the three of them started eating Lingguo with relish.

The three walked into the medicinal field. It was a hungry tiger going up the mountain. Chen Ming stared blankly at the three prodigal gadgets tossing in the medicinal field, directly eating the elixir as fruit.

Chen Ming's hand shook slightly, and Chen Lingyu asked concerned: "Master, what's the matter?"

Chen Ming stretched out his left hand and grabbed his right hand, "It's nothing, I just want to beat these three prodigal things."

Chen Lingyu didn't care much and went on to observe these elixir, "Oh, why is it so important!"

Chen Ming looked at the three guys who ate the spirit fruit without spitting out the seeds, and gritted his teeth and asked: "How long can these three guys eat like this?"

Chen Lingyu said: "One year!"

Well, the amount for half a year is gone.

Now I finally know why the big sects in the novel always boast about super genius, but when the protagonist kills those geniuses, no one has ever protected them.

The relationship is good, these geniuses are all prodigal stuff, they can't afford it, they raise one, I want to raise four...

Chen Lingyu raised a pretty face and asked: "Would you like to talk to the elder sister and the two elder brothers."

Chen Ming waved his hand and said, "Forget it, let them eat. If you want a horse to run, you have to eat it! I'm not a parent who only knows the outcome, am I?" /

Chen Lingyu nodded deeply, then reached out and took off two spirit fruits, one in the left hand and the other in the right hand to eat, "Well, Master is the best!"

When the five masters and apprentices left the medicine field, Ling Xian and Li Suyi had already hiccuped, "Third Junior Brother, I really ate today!"

"Yes, the second brother, Yanshan's little spiritual fruit, I have to secretly eat one, which is as fun as today."

"Third Junior Brother, it's like saying that you stole the spirit fruits that disappeared on the mountain?"

"Hahahaha, brother, the weather is really nice today, right, Master!"

"Third Junior Brother, what did you just say?"

"Second elder brother, you see that elder sister is getting better and better, we also want to

Try hard! "

......

Chen Lingyu and Zhuo Qingyao are girls after all. They are not as embarrassing and ugly as they are. Chen Ming glanced at them and didn't bother to bother Li Suyi and Ling Xian.

Continuing all the way forward, in Chen Ming's eyes, a lonely mountain full of spirit swords appeared. The most rare thing is that there are spirit swords here. What is even more rare is that these spirit swords are actually top grade!

Chen Ming's Su Wang Jian can only be regarded as a medium-grade spirit sword.

Above the peak of the sword, there are twelve-handled national weapons, that is, Wang Bing. The twelve-handled national weapons are ancient swords, of which there are eight separate and eight wastes, and two of them, one in the air, and one in The ground, the plain-white color that hangs in the air, its shape changes boundlessly, as if there are thousands of sword shadows around, the black-yellow color that enters the ground is extremely thick and powerful.

The penultimate sword, the time and space around it is faintly distorted, the pure black sword body seems to shuttle in the void.

The last handle was a wooden sword. The wooden sword gave birth to new buds. The vicissitudes of life were extremely vicissitudes, but there was no other special place. Chen Ming carefully looked at the name of the wooden sword, which was in the jaws of the sword. Below, there are two words: Qiushuang.

"This is, the twelve halls?"

Chen Ming walked to this sword peak, and you could see that the sword power of these twelve swords enveloped the entire Yujian Sect. This is the source of the Ten Thousand Swords Heart Array.

Chen Ming looked at these twelve swords, as if seeing ten thousand swords unsheathed, each one being a sword. What a majestic atmosphere, if there is such a strength, the world is so big, where can I be? Chen Ming can't go!

Chen Ming went up around the sword peak and landed in the middle of the big formation. A formation was evolving everything around it, as if the entire Imperial Sword Sect was contained in this formation.

He stretched out his hand and touched this array, as if seeing a thousand swords coming out of the mountain in an instant, a sword is a sword technique!

The sword here is not the same as the ancient sword in the Ten Thousand Heavenly Bamboo. The ancient sword among the Ten Thousand Heavenly Bamboo has already absorbed all the essence of the Ten Thousand Heavenly Bamboo, just like what Yaoyue said, but just a pile of broken copper It's just rotten iron.

And if there are ten thousand swords among the ten thousand heavenly bamboos, with these spirit swords, how can it be like what?

Everything in the common people is under a while!

"Twelve halls, is Wan Jian Zhu Xin? I like this formation!"