I'm all lucky because I'm too afraid of bad luck

But at this time, the stone pillar's light changed again, blue light shone, and spiritual fog was filled, the peak of the peak turned into a blue ocean.

"It seems that my god's unique secret method of sealing the door will be born today."

Liu Wuya said with emotion, but also a little melancholy.

He believed that he was unparalleled in talent, and he left the division when he was young, undercover the world, with many faces, he knows almost all the sect's Taoism and secret arts.

But his biggest regret in this life is that he failed to inherit the core secret of God's sealing of the door.

Unexpectedly, the apprentices who listened to the gibberish after drinking, seemed to have great hope of success.

"Father, uncle, look, it's changed again!"

Mo Mengwang said excitedly, as if the person being tested was him.

He has a very good relationship with his junior, and his own level is also very good, of course, he will not be jealous.

Junior Brother Xuan Sheng is peerless, he only needs to hold his thigh tightly.

Purple light appears, the sky has changed!

The sky is like a canvas, divided into two halves.

On one side, the sky was shining brightly, shining all over the earth.

The other side is as dark as night, the stars are hidden, only the moon is hanging.

"Oh my God! What is the inheritance of the God Sealing the Door? Is this going to destroy the world!"

"Heaven and earth reverse, the sun and the moon shine together, I can see such a vision in my lifetime!"

"It is rumored that the gods have sealed the door for 300,000 years and no one can successfully inherit that peerless secret method. Is it going to be born today?"

"Look! Zhang Xuansheng is about to fly!"

Seeing this vision, the people down the mountain were in an uproar, and the monks who were observing through Tianyantong exclaimed.

I saw the luxurious purple light shining on the top of the mountain, and the spiritual vortex was almost dyed purple, and the storm that it drove became even stronger.

So that Zhang Xuansheng couldn't stabilize his figure.

In order to prevent being scraped and damaging the image, he decisively summoned his two great vision incarnations.

The Hongmeng Dao body stands at the left end, and the Lei Yanjin body stands at the right end, shielding it from the wind.

His deity stands in the center, his expression is indifferent and calm.

Affected by the airflow, the robe fluttered, and the purple mist wrapped around him, resounding like a flowing wind, like an immortal.

Because of the rolling gravel on the ground, Zhang Xuansheng let the incarnation of the vision slowly float in the air in order to avoid being hit in the leg.

Ascend to the fairy like a feather for a time!

Even Liu Wuya, who knew the truth, looked at him and had to admire that his apprentice was really good-looking.

With this face alone, you can easily accomplish your feat of the year.

and many more!

Why is the vision not over yet?

Liu Wuya looked at the stone pillar with some confusion. After the purple divine light lit up, not only did the spiritual vortex in the air show no signs of being chic, but the spiritual power fluctuated more strongly.

"Cracked, cracked!"

Mo Shang forgot to shout from the side.

I saw the stone pillar suddenly switch among the seven colors of divine light, and as the frequency increased, several cracks in the stone pillar filled up.

In the end, under the shocked eyes of several people, the actinism in the stone pillar turned into pure white.

After being illuminated by the white god's light, all of them felt comfortable.

Mo Zhuang even felt that some of the dark injuries he had suffered in his early years were gradually getting better. You must know that he had taken Yaowanggu's pill before, but it had not been cured.

"Brother, this is also recorded in ancient books?"

Liu Wuya asked worriedly, he was afraid that the stone pillar would be completely damaged in a while, and the spiritual vortex would endanger Shenfeng Mountain.

Mo Zhuang searched quickly in his head, sweating on his head anxiously, but he really didn't know why this happened.

He could understand the various visions that occurred in the front, including the spiritual power of Xuansheng Master Nephew who was against the sky.

But in the end, the various lights flickered, merged into one, and the stone pillars cracked. This kind of thing is not recorded in the ancient book of the sect.

Besides, it is said that the stone pillar is related to the Tao of Heaven. It is strong and immortal, and can absorb all the spiritual energy. Even if he joins hands with Junior Brother Liu, it is difficult to leave a trace on the stone pillar.

Who thought it was just a test of inheritance, and the stone pillar actually cracked.

and many more!

split?

He suddenly thought of a stone stele left by the sect with vague lettering on it.

Just because the years are too long, there are only a few words left that can be identified, including the words "crack" and "recovery".

"Junior brother, stay calm, this matter is not necessarily a disaster, we can pay attention to protect the juniors."

Mo Zhuang had some guesses in his mind, and said with a calm mind.

At this time, the stone pillar absorbed spiritual energy faster, and the huge spiritual vortex floating above the deserted state was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The white light on the stone pillar is more dazzling, and the cracks are more.

At this point, Zhang Xuansheng is also a little bit sloppy.

Wouldn't it damage the inheritance treasure of the sect?

However, as the spiritual energy further poured into the stone pillar, the light gradually turned into milky white, a milky white mist gradually dispersed, and the air was filled with a fragrant smell.

This relieved everyone present, and it seemed that it was not going to be bad.

The energy radiated from the stone pillar became more and more amazing, even the monks under the mountain could clearly feel it.

But that is not daunting energy, but a huge, soft, life-like energy.

The energy escaped, and the peak of Shenfeng Mountain took the lead to change.

On the barren ground, inches of celestial grass grew, and plants of celestial medicine sprouted from the ground and grew rapidly.

With just a few breaths of effort, these immortal medicines have matured, and the years of efficacy are still growing rapidly.

From the perspective of the people at the foot of the mountain, starting from the peak of Shenfeng Mountain, the green gradually spread downward.

The bare rock wall was gradually covered with various fairy vines.

Thousands of fairy flowers that cannot be named are reflected in the fairy vine.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the Shenfeng Mountain became full of life, immortal, and no longer looked as dead as before.

"Ah, what is this, the injury on my leg is healed."

"The fairy is here, the dark wounds that have plagued me for many years are healed, and I have a further opportunity in my lifetime!"

"Go forward and suck the fairy fog, not only can heal injuries, but also improve cultivation!"

"Unexpectedly, the old man came here to worship Xie Xuansheng, but he didn't want to receive the favor again. He extended his life for 500 years. This favor is hard to repay in this life!"

"Quickly, collect some, this may be the legendary vitality mist!"

"..."

After the white mist drifted down the mountain, the monks under the mountain were also affected, and the crowd suddenly exploded.

All the monks rushed into the white mist and sucked madly. Many people, after discovering the function of the white mist, wanted to collect some to bring to the elders, or save them for sale.

It's just that they found that no matter what magical device they use, they can't keep the white mist, and can only absorb it with their mouth and nose.

"The real person Xie Xuansheng has given vitality to the mist to benefit thousands of monks!"

At this moment, an elderly monk stood up, spoke in a loud voice, and saluted the summit.

He is the monk with little life, and he is very grateful for his life extension by 500 years.