Chapter 204: The Qi of the First Sun, the Essence of Fire

Although the forest swamp is a swamp, the water area accounts for more than 90%. From a distance, the clear river is like a mirror, the clear water floats in the air, and the fish princess can be heard singing in the distance, which is very interesting.

Wu Yi and others stepped on the black turtle and looked at the beautiful scenery. It seems that they did not take the upcoming battle to heart at all. This move made the generals dissatisfied and glared at them.

The place of this battle is at the junction of the forest swamp and the Bixuetan. It is called Tianmen Gorge, which controls the passage of the Bixuetan water into the forest swamp.

The water from the Bixuetan is the main source of water for the forest swamp. If it is occupied by the Bixuetan, it can be blocked at a relatively low cost. Tianmen Gorge and cut off the living water of the forest swamp.

The demon cultivators who have become spiritual creatures will naturally not be directly impacted, but ordinary fish and shrimps will die because of the cut-off of living water. These ordinary fish and shrimps are the blood food of the demon cultivators on weekdays. Without blood food, it is not surprising that these demon cultivators who cultivate strength will regress in their cultivation. It is not surprising that they will die due to loss of blood and qi.

Therefore, this battle is actually very important to Linxia Swamp. If it fails, it will be in danger of survival. If the Blue Blood Pond loses, it will just retreat upstream, which is not as critical as Linxia Swamp.

However, Linxia Swamp took Tianmen Gorge, which also opened the way to encroach on the Blue Blood Pond. There is no more danger to defend, so the Blue Blood Pond is also bound to be won.

The black tortoise, which is as big as ten feet, slid alternately with four palms, and its speed was not slower than Wu Yi's flying with air control. Three hours later, Wu Yi arrived at the destination of this trip, Tianmen Gorge.

This place seemed to be split open by a giant sword, and it was extremely narrow, but because the waterway was narrow, the water was extremely turbulent, and the layers of white flowers were agitated, making a huge noise. It was almost impossible for ordinary fish and shrimp to go upstream.

Han Zhen took the lead and walked in front, and came to the Qionglou set up by Linxia Swamp on the top of Tianmen Gorge. It was built with ancient wood and was a little rough, but in this strategic location, there was no need to pursue refinement, but solidity was the key.

A river eel demon cultivator on the observation platform saw Han Zhen coming and hurriedly saluted.

"Has the Bixuetan attacked in the past few days?"

"Reply to the real person, there is a battle contract and no attack."

Han Zhen nodded slightly. It was just a casual question, doing routine things. The more purpose was to let Wu Yi and others understand his importance to Tianmen Gorge, so they should pay attention to it and not take it lightly.

Linxia Marsh set up a Qionglou on the top of the canyon, and Bixuetan also set up the same building opposite. However, compared with Linxia Marsh's many years of operation, Bixuetan only occupied this place last month, and the building was also newly built, lacking a bit of simplicity and vicissitudes of time, and there were almost no traces of knife cutting and axe chopping.

When Wu Yi looked at the opposite side from a distance, the opposite side saw people coming from Linxia Marsh, and they were also extremely vigilant. The demon cultivators ran to tell each other, holding swords and guns tightly in their hands, and there were several more people on the observation platform.

As for the cultivators from the outer water tribe that Han Zhen had seen in his magical power "Water Wave Mirror Light" before, they were not seen now. However, the date of the fight was tomorrow, so it was not surprising that they were not present now. Wu Yi came early to see the terrain and make plans.

Because they lost a game before, the demon cultivators under the forest were in low spirits. After all, if they lost another game, they would have to give up this place. How could they sleep peacefully when their fate was in the hands of others?

After one night, the sun rose in the east, and large patches of morning glow piled up at the end of the sky, layer upon layer, reflecting half of the sky red. The scene was spectacular. When Wu Yi saw the sunrise scene, he suddenly remembered that he had not seen the sunrise for a long time.

Similarly, at sunrise, yin and yang stirred, and a nascent sun energy slowly emerged, containing vitality and destiny, but it was extremely rare and difficult to use.

In the vast world, Xuanyangmen attached the most importance to the nascent sun energy. Similar to the practice of the Yiqi Sect to cultivate the innate Qi, the Xuanyang Sect cultivators cultivate the Yang Qi. There is a saying that there are six Yang Qis. This Chu Yang Qi is one of the six Yang Qis. The six Yang Qis are gathered together. You can cultivate a pure Yang true body.

Feeling the faint Chu Yang Qi between heaven and earth, Wu Yi suddenly had an idea. He wondered what it would be like to use the "Huanyuan Huanyuan Dadao Jing" to swallow and spit out the Chu Yang Qi. Anyway, there was nothing to do at this time, so Wu Yi began to try it.

Wu Yi originally thought that it would not make much noise, but he still underestimated the power of the true scripture. In addition, there was little Chu Yang Qi, so he had to expand the range of swallowing and spitting. In this way, a cyclone with him as the center of the vortex gradually appeared.

Many demon cultivators looked at him, but most of them thought that Wu Yi was sensational. He could practice at any time, but he had to choose this time and make such a big noise. They looked at Wu Yi coldly and left him far away.

However, Han Zhen Zhen looked at Wu Yi thoughtfully, with a curious look.

After Wu Yi realized that he had made such a big noise, he wanted to stop the Taoist method, but the change of the fire spirit in his dantian changed his mind. He found that the fire spirit was also about to condense into true essence. Despite the strange looks from others, Wu Yi had to persist.

The Qi of the First Yang only exists when the yin and yang are mixed and stirred, which is very short. Just like the Qi of the First Yang, Wu Yi's cultivation time is not long. At the last moment, Wu Yi finally condensed the fire essence in his body.

Wu Yi had the ability to condense the fire essence, but he always felt that the time was not right. At this time, he got the Qi of the First Yang, so he condensed it in one fell swoop, not that the Qi of the First Yang had such a great effect.

Although there was only one true essence, it also made Wu Yi very excited. Together with the three water true essences condensed before, Wu Yi had condensed four true essences.

One of the five elements' true essences has a force of thousands of pounds, which is very difficult to release. If one can condense ten true essences before the golden elixir, there will be few rivals among his peers. If one can condense hundreds or thousands of them, Wu Yi will even dare to attack the golden elixir master, because once the five elements' true essence is fully developed, it is not inferior to the supernatural power at all. It is not surprising that he can attack the golden elixir master who controls the supernatural power.

One pound is thirty pounds, and a thousand pounds is three thousand pounds. Wu Yi just found time to pinch a few pieces of chalk and found that his strength is about ten thousand pounds. Although he also crushed the hardest chalk, he did it with all his strength.

In other words, if he did not activate the blood burning technique, Wu Yi would not even have the strength to control four true essences at the same time. However, if he could really control hundreds of true essences, Wu Yi would not have to use true essences. He could just rely on his physical strength to push them forward. The huge force was enough to eliminate the difference in cultivation.

The Qi of the early sun dissipated, and Wu Yi slowly finished his work. A stream of Qi of the early sun that had not been completely absorbed shot out from his eyes, like a sharp sword, shooting a hole in the ground.

Han Zhen looked at Wu Yi and said with a smile: "My friend, your skills have reached another level, which is a cause for celebration." Naturally, Wu Yi is currently on the side of Linxia Swamp. The stronger he is, the happier Han Zhen is.

"It's just a small breakthrough, not worth celebrating." Wu Yi said modestly, but he really thought so in his heart. He could condense more of his true essence, even if he couldn't use it all, he could be prepared for any eventuality.

Han Zhen smiled slightly, without saying much, but he couldn't see through Wu Yi. He was a Jindan cultivator and was one of the most powerful people in the Biluo Realm. He was not completely ignorant of the Cangmang Realm. Perhaps some small sects didn't understand it, but big sects like Yiqimen knew it very well.

At first, I thought Wu Yi was a disciple of the Qi Sect. The original Qi beads in his Dantian also proved this. But now he has refined the Chu Yang Qi and condensed what seems to be the Yang Seed of Xuanyang Sect. This is the way of Xuanyang Sect. It is not impossible for one person to practice two sects at the same time, but that requires a good relationship with the top leaders of both sects.

Regardless of Wu Yi's identity, it is not false that he came from a big sect. His original vision was not wrong. In this way, it is possible for him to leave this small fish pond and go to the vast world in the future. Han Zhen's eyes were deep and he was thinking in his heart.

If Wu Yi knew that Han Zhen actually had the idea of ​​going to the vast world in his heart, he would be extremely shocked, but after careful consideration, this is common sense.

For cultivators, they continue to climb to the top and pursue the progress of cultivation. The spiritual opportunities in the Biluo Realm are limited. This small fish pond cannot accommodate Han Zhen, a golden scale. Han Zhen seeks a breakthrough and goes to the vast world. No one can say a word wrong.

It's just that the difference in size between the two worlds means that it's more convenient for people from the big world to come to the small world, while leaving the small world to go to the big world is like ascending to heaven, and they will be subject to some difficulties.

So far, there are not many demon kings in the Biluo world who can go to the Cangmang world. Most of those who can go can only go after declaring their allegiance to a certain mysterious sect. For the demon kings who are used to gathering in the mountains and swamps, most of them are unwilling. Han Zhen is taking a different approach and preparing to try it out.

From this point of view, since Han Zhen has decided to leave the Biluo world, will he still care about the territory left behind? Then what is the purpose of letting Wu Yi and others come to help?

The sun is high, and a blue cloud flies from the north, accompanied by shrimp soldiers and crab generals, fierce and powerful. There seems to be ghosts raging in the clouds, and blood is flowing. Wu Yi can feel the bloody smell from a distance.

I heard that the owner of the Bixue Pond is an old python, who has trained many ghosts. Seeing it now, it is indeed true.

There is a saying called "to be a tiger's lackey", but it is not only tigers that can cultivate lackeys, some gifted monsters can also do it.

Since their birth, lackeys have contained a strong dissatisfaction with the world, because their Yuanling was detained by the enemy who killed them, and they will never be reborn. They are forced to be loyal to their enemies, and they may also attack their former friends. How can they not hate, complain, and be angry? This strong resentment is an excellent thing to use against the enemy, which is endless and effective.

"Master, why are you here so early?" A voice came from afar. Wu Yi and others usually call Han Zhen Master with respect, but the Master in this voice has a bit more humorous meaning.

Mang Tiandang, the owner of the Bixuetan, was also born in a humble family, but unlike Han Zhen who got the treasure left by the Xuanmen Shangzhen in his childhood, he has been through bloody storms all the way, believing in the law of the jungle, and he does not hide it at all.

Han Zhen looked down on Mang Tiandang, a wild cultivator, and Mang Tiandang also looked down on Han Zhen, a fake Xuanmen. They were at loggerheads, and there was also a conflict of actual interests. The war continued, and the war continued for years.

Yesterday, my sister called me and I learned that my father was sick. I hurried to ask her, and my mother couldn't hide it, so she told me that it was not a big problem, but the subsequent conversation touched me. I advised them to pay attention to rest and not to eat meals that had been steamed and boiled many times. She advised me to study hard and not to write novels.

The advice given from each other's standpoint always seems so easy. We all know that the other party will not follow it, but we still say it.

After writing novels, the more I get involved in society, the more I feel that the boundary between right and wrong is blurred. There is only a trade-off between advantages and disadvantages. When the benefits are great enough, the body has become a discarded object that can be abandoned.