Invincible Chapter 992

Clumsy Peak, as the name suggests, has nothing extraordinary, ordinary, almost desolate, like a wild land, with withered vines, old trees and crows, no running water and no homes, only a dilapidated palace, full of admiration, It's not like the main peak of Xianmen at all.

There are broken walls and ruins on the peak, endless rubble, wormwood overgrown, thorns everywhere, and even mountain roads are gone.

A sudden figure appeared on the clumsy peak. Xin Han was dressed in white and stood with his hands behind his back. He looked at the mountain below him with scrutiny.

This mountain is really barren. It may be the most desolate and deserted one among the 108 main peaks. Except for an old man living in the dilapidated temple on the top of the mountain, there are no disciples of the Taixuan sect on this main peak. to practice.

At this time, a rickety and trembling old man walked out of the dilapidated palace on the mountain, and suddenly saw Xin Han's figure, his eyes suddenly shrank, a flash of light flashed, and he returned to normal.

"Dare to ask what you are talking about here?" The old man bent his body and turned to Xin Han, his voice was calm and without any emotion.

Xin Han nodded slightly to the old man, as a greeting: "I just use Daoyoubao to retreat for a few days, and this real person also wants to explore the mystery of one of the nine secrets of the Clumsy Peak!"

There was a brilliance in the eyes of the old man, and a mountain-like coercion rose from his body, rushing towards Xin Han, but the old man soon discovered that no matter how high he raised the coercion, the boy opposite was Yun Yun. It's so light, it doesn't seem to feel the same at all.

Suddenly the old man regained his momentum, and a smile appeared on his face: "The palace over there is a little broken, but it is still barely livable. If you don't mind it, you can find a retreat by yourself!"

After he finished speaking, he nodded towards Xin Han, which was regarded as a return gift just now.

Xin Han suddenly felt that the old man was very interesting, so he smiled at him too.

The old man nodded again, passed by Xin Han, and walked down the mountain, but just after he passed, he suddenly stopped, and the old voice came out again: "Daoist friends want to learn the secret art of the Clumsy Peak, and there is one thing you need to know. If you learn the secret technique, you will always be a person of Clumsy Peak!"

Xin Han turned around and said, "I have another teacher, I don't know how to learn from a teacher!"

The old man smiled and shook his head: "There is no need to be a teacher. If you are lucky enough to learn the secret technique of Clumsy Peak, you just need to remember that you are from Clumsy Peak!"

After he finished speaking, he stopped talking and walked down the mountain tremblingly.

This clumsy peak has long been overgrown with wormwood and thorns, and there are no mountain roads.

But the old man shuttled among the wormwood thorns, but it was like walking on flat ground. He took several steps in one step, and disappeared at the top of the peak after a few slow and fast steps.

Xin Han already knew in his heart that this old man was Li Ruoyu from Clumsy Peak, but he didn't expect him to be really interesting!

Smiling, Xin Han wasn't too polite, he just searched among these halls, a room that looked pretty good, with an old but clean futon on the floor, this should be Li Ruoyu's room.

Xin Han found another passable room, tidied it up briefly, and settled in.

Before retreating, Xin Han used Lingjing stones to form a circle to isolate the breath, and directly used the method of the "Lun Hai Chapter" of the Taoist scriptures to open up the sea of ​​suffering.

Those classmates of Ye Fan drank the divine spring, and the Sea of ​​​​Bitterness naturally opened up, but Xin Han was different. He absorbed all the medicinal power of the sacred fruit of the Divine Spring and practiced the Nine-Turn Mysterious Kungfu, and he didn't use it to open up the Sea of ​​​​Bitter.

But these are not a problem for Xin Han at all. According to the method in the Taoist scriptures, he only felt the wheel of life in a split second.

That is a huge wheel that is as dazzling as a red sun. According to the Taoist scriptures, it is the layman's son and the Taoist's body, which is the root of monks.

The wheel of life of a mortal is constantly drying up, and the years will leave a mark on it every year, just like the annual rings of a tree. The moment when the wheel completely crumbles.

But Xin Han's huge red wheel was as smooth as a mirror, without the slightest trace.

Xin Han was slightly surprised, but then it became clear that he was a true immortal who jumped out of the three realms and was not in the five elements, and lived the same life as the heaven and the earth, so it is reasonable to erase all traces on the wheel of life.

As soon as the thought moved, endless life energy gushed out from the wheel of life, directly tearing apart the sea of ​​bitterness. In an instant, the room where Xin Han was closed was suddenly filled with light, bursts of tsunami sound burst out, and endless golden divine brilliance rushed out.

The golden sea of ​​bitterness, the bitter sea of ​​bitter cold is actually golden like the holy body!

The divine light shines like a rainbow, and there are golden waves surging, accompanied by bursts of lightning and thunder. There is a violent tsunami happening there, and the waves are soaring into the sky!

Fortunately, he used spirit spar to arrange the spirit sealing array in advance, otherwise such momentum would be perceived by the outside world and cause unnecessary trouble.

The corner of Xin Han's mouth twitched, he knew that he was definitely not the holy body, because of the fairy body, the blood flowing in his veins turned from red to golden, so it was not surprising that the sea of ​​bitterness turned golden.

Perhaps like the Holy Body, it is the surging energy.

After running the mysterious method recorded in the "Tao Jing", the golden sea of ​​bitterness used the endless energy, and his limbs and bones were nourished by it. His incomparable immortal body became stronger again, and at the same time, the two palms of Laogong acupoint The void pill condensed on the top is solidified again.

Xin Han wanted to condense the Qi and Blood Pill in both palms at the same time, but this time the demand was a thousand times that of the second one in Shanzhong.

With his immortal muscles and bones, and the golden blood all over his body, it will take time to accumulate slowly. I didn't expect that once the sea of ​​bitterness opened, it would have the benefit of nourishing the emptiness, which surprised Xin Han.

The bitter sea of ​​bitterness has endless vitality. Just after opening it, it looks like a boundless golden ocean. He used the method in the Taoist scriptures, and immediately strands of golden threads overflowed from the sea of ​​bitterness and floated above the golden sea of ​​bitterness.

This is the divine pattern bred by the sea of ​​bitterness.

It only took a moment for the golden sea of ​​bitterness to condense hundreds of divine patterns, and then Xin Han stopped and began to think about what kind of 'tool' to condense.

According to the records in the "Tao Jing" Lunhai Juan, the four realms of the Sea of ​​Bitterness, the Spring of Life, the Bridge of God, and the Other Shore, each of which can be forged into a 'tool'.

But in this state of bitter sea, the first "tool" tempered is the foundation of the future, and it is much more effective than the "tools" tempered in other realms.

And Xin Han only intends to practice until the sea of ​​bitterness is opened up, and it is enough to temper this weapon.

But he has to be cautious in choosing this 'tool'.

Originally, he also planned to make a Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda because of the Xuanhuang Qi that he might get, but at this time he hesitated, because now he got the Emperor Armament of the Demon Emperor, which was transformed from the body of the Chaos Qinglian.

If you temper your own 'artifact' with reference to the appearance of the chaotic Qinglian, the power must be no worse than that of the pagoda.

However, he also felt that whether it was a tower or a chaotic green lotus, after all, they were things that other people had played with. Thinking of the prehistoric sage, the most powerful man in the sky, no matter which weapon he used, he had obvious personal characteristics.

Bells, tripods, pagodas, mirrors, pots, beads, lotus stands, second trees, and even hydrangeas are leftovers from other people's play.

Xin Han's heart skipped a beat, so why not just make a heavy weapon that no one else has played with before, but also fits his identity and wishes! (To be continued.)