Chapter 517: Five years, Great Perfection of Foundation Building!

, under the Xiaohuang Mountain, there are seven villages and thousands of villagers, working and resting with the Tongtian Divine Fire Pillar

On this day, as the light of the pillar of divine fire rose inch by inch and shines on the earth, the villagers who woke up in their sleep suddenly felt different.

On the small desert mountain behind me, the fog rolled continuously, washing like boiling water, spreading from top to bottom.

He was stunned, but in a moment, he had already flooded the mountain.

On the originally small desert mountain, there has been white mist lingering in the mountains, like a stream of mist, hazy.

At that time, I could still vaguely see the stones on the mountain appearing in the fog, pleasing to the eye, and the fairyland is just like this.

It's different now. The clouds and mists are extremely dense and extremely thick, as if they had replaced the white veil with thick cloth. Under the layers, they would never see the true appearance of the barren mountain again.

Cover and isolate. After more than ten breaths, the huge little desert mountain looked at the foot of the mountain with a white color. "If the most solid clouds were shrouded, it would be impossible to penetrate the hot light of the pillar of the divine fire of the heavens.

In addition, there is a faint danger of dispersing. There is no need to enter in person. As long as you approach, a violent aura will come, and the skin will sting and feel like it is split. If you go forward again, you can imagine the outcome.

"What's wrong?"

The villagers were at a loss. Although the small desert mountains in the past had no interaction with them, as long as they looked back on their existence, they felt a sense of security.

This is a habit caused by years of danger. If there is no place where immortals exist, there will be no peace for ordinary people.

After so many years of offensive and defense, there are few powerful wild beasts in the Poshan City area, and those with a little intelligence will avoid such places.

Only those weak wild beasts that have not yet opened their minds and are as ignorant as ordinary beasts will continue to reproduce nearby, which is the food for the villagers.

But if you are not afraid of ten thousand, you are afraid of one. There will always be powerful wild beasts that are panicked or mistakenly enter them, which will often cause great harm to mortals. Even the tragedy of the entire village is not undefeated.

Now, this scene suddenly happened on the small desert mountain. The villagers didn't know why, but they felt a sense of panic in their hearts as if they were out of estimation.

"It's a seclusion!"

Among the villagers, there are not all unconscious people. Although Si Xin and others in Sijia Village have low cultivation levels and are not worth mentioning, they have some insight.

"Yes! The master is in seclusion!"

The sounds echoed. Looking back, they were mostly village chiefs from nearby villages. At some point, they all came to their feet, looking up at the thick clouds on the mountain, with indescribable complexity on their faces.

"It's okay, as long as the master has not left."

I don’t know who said this, which attracted a lot of praise.

Just at this moment, the thick clouds on the top of the mountain suddenly trembled, as if a skylight had been opened, and a stream of light flashed and fell down the sky.

Amid the sound of howling through the air, a stone tablet appeared from the flowing light, and fell straight to the ground with a "boom".

The stone tablet is located at the foot of the mountain, at the end of the formation clouds, and it feels like it has been measured with a ruler without any deviation.

"The master is really powerful!"

Now those who are qualified to stand in front are naturally first-class people of the village chief. Seeing such a stone tablet falling from the top of the mountain and being so accurate, I couldn't help but admire the master's supernatural powers.

After all, it is just those few sentences. If they really want to say something, it will be impossible.

Flashes of light flashed on the stone tablet and slowly calmed down. From a distance, it was no different from the ordinary boundary marker.

At this point, the village chiefs mustered up the courage to go forward, while walking, while looking carefully at the edge of the formation, as if there was a terrifying wild beast hiding there, which might have devoured them at any time.

Fortunately, as the boundary mark fell, the formation covering the entire Xiaohuang Mountain seemed to be imprisoned. With the location of the boundary mark as the boundary mark, it was no longer responding to the movements outside.

The previous faint fluctuations, the fierceness of choosing people, was no longer gathered, just like a sword entering the box, if it doesn’t hit, it will be thunder!

Seeing this, the village chiefs felt relieved, and then they all focused and were attracted by the handwriting on the stone tablet.

There is no decorative pattern on the stone tablet, but it is just chopped out from ordinary bluestone. The only two large fiery red characters on it are also extremely eye-catching.

"Stop!"

Silver hook and iron painting, two large characters, with sharp spirit, and it is about to break the monument.

The ordinary "stop small, two words, combined with the sharp aura lingering in the handwriting, are given a different meaning.

Standing in front of the stone tablet, almost at the same time, several village chiefs with some cultivation level suddenly shivered, as if in the cold winter of 1950s, a basin of cold water was poured into it. Not only did the hair stand up, but also a stream of bone-broken chill came from the depths of the soul.

This is a warning!

In an instant, everyone understood the meaning of the stone tablet very clearly.

Having figured out the whole story, the master issued a warning again, so he would do whatever he should do. Several Sichuan "Zhishi did not dare to stay any longer, and left their own villages to disperse...

Judging from their appearance, they seemed to be afraid that the villagers would continue to watch and anger the master and cause some trouble.

In fact, it is no wonder that they are like this. When cultivators are in seclusion, they are often the most critical moment. If they disturb him at this time, they will cause some sudden enlightenment to disappear, or miss the opportunity to make a breakthrough, 1 The terrifying anger will not be able to vent, which is something that mortals like them can bear.

Day, ten days, one month”,

As time flies, time flies, day by day. It just passes.

At the beginning, people looked at the mountain from time to time, as if there was some ultimate mystery hidden in the thick clouds of those unchanging formations. However, as time passed, they became accustomed to it and gradually became less concerned.

The pillar of divine fire lit up and went out as usual, and life was still the same.

During this period, Xiao Huang had not been here before "stopped" the boundary marker.

Of course, it is impossible for those village chiefs to be the same. They are different from young people. Of course, they understand that some things are not something they can interfere with, and are warned by them. Although the villagers are curious, they dare not disobey them.

Those who come here are all immortals.

Xu Fan came, stared for a long time, wandered for a long time, and sent a message inside, without any movement. Finally, he sighed and left in disappointment;

Xu Xinling came, her expression was complex and volatile, as if there was something difficult to make a decision. Her pretty face changed from time to time, and then she stomped her feet away after a while;

Mr. Yan came here and took Yan Fu with him. There was also a young man with a yellow complexion but his spirit was as sharp as a sharp sword.

They came for gratitude or had other profound meanings, but they were unknown. They only knew that they had not stayed for a long time and stopped at the boundary marker. After a moment of pause, they sent a message to enter and left immediately.

No matter who comes, the formation of thick clouds spread like smoke on the small desert mountain, there is no change at all. 1 The sound transmission note enters, and it is like a stone sinking into the sea, without any news.

After the year, a roar suddenly echoed on the quiet little desert mountain that had been quiet for a long time.

Amid the roar, a gust of clouds rose, shaking the sea of ​​clouds and smoke into a gap, revealing some strange phenomena. Soon, it returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

Normal.

Such movements were like a small episode, and it seemed like breathing. After that day, I was still the same as me, without saying a word, and I kept all the people who came to Chiang.

Time flies like an arrow, and time passes by. Unintentionally, it passes by suddenly.

I don’t know the sun and the moon in the mountains, but it has been five years in a flash!

From the day of retreat, one day five years later, a long roar resounds throughout the sky.

The long roar sound was like the waves of the vast sea, one wave higher than another, and it rose up with a bang, suddenly breaking a big hole in the top of the sea of ​​smoke and clouds, and it could no longer be covered.

The powerful aura soared into the sky, with the meaning of the sky and the sharp aura soaring into the sky, and there was a faint trace of disturbing the Yuanmagnetic sky.

With a long whistle, the Buddha wanted to vent all the depression, and seemed to be talking about the joy in his heart for a long time.

With this long roar, the smoke and sea of ​​smoke all retreated like a tide, and all rushed towards the mountain crossing, as if there was a huge vortex there, swallowing everything in the whale.

After a while, there was a long whistle and a wave of smoke. At the same time, the small desert mountains were stopped, and there was only a faint cloud lingering in the light and flowing light, without a moment before, the congestion and heavy state that lasted for years.

If a cultivator sees this scene, he must know that this is the end of retreat and opening up.

This is true. With a small "boom" deep in the cave on the top of the mountain, the stone door opened in the quiet room that had been covered with dust for five years.

In the quiet room, above the cloud ginseng, a man sat cross-legged, his eyes closed, and above his clothes, there were traces of dust on his head, as if he was indifferent to incense, the idol of the clay sculpture of wood sculptures was like a clay sculpture in the Taoist temple's divine gold.

His body seemed to have no breath. It was empty. If he closed his eyes, he would not feel his existence.

Only a bronze ball held on his right hand was constantly flashing with nine-colored light, and waves were emitting continuous

Zhang Fan!

This is Zhang Fan who has just left the seclusion for five years.

Suddenly, large pieces of dust on his body were swept by an invisible whisk, and it flew for only a moment, without any trace.

At the same time, the nine-colored light on the Hunyuan Ball immediately subsided, and some invisible thing surged out of it, instantly spreading throughout Zhang Fan's body.

The eyelids trembled slightly, and a breath of life spread out indescribably, giving people the feeling that it was like a statue of god suddenly came alive.

After a while, my eyes opened and a light suddenly appeared. It was like the whiteness of the empty room, filled with energy and spirit.

After exhaling for a long time, Zhang Fan's divine light looked like normal, and he looked around and felt a sense of strangeness.

"Five years!"

"Great perfection of foundation building!"

Wang: The second update is, there are two chapters later, and I am writing it!
Chapter completed!