The Gate Of Good Fortune

Ningcheng gained experience the first time entering the annual wheel practice. It's not the deeper you go, the better it is for practice. The deeper the circle, the longer it will be, but the rhythm of the years may not be right for him.

The 49th annual round means he's been practicing here for 49 years, and it's only been a year out there. With the progress of his Xuan Huang Feng cultivation, plus Xuan Huang origin help. Believing in about 200 years, he can also feel the realm of Dao Yuan.

A spiritual vein was thrown out of Ningcheng, and that spiritual vein Ningcheng did not take out. In the annual wheel, the scent of the gods is already rich, and Ningcheng still doesn't think it's enough. He has the resources he needs to cultivate, and he has his own mind.

Years of the wheel soon merged with the Taoist rhyme, the original scent of the Xuan Yellow Pearl, and the spiritual energy gathered by the Gathering Spirit Formation, forming a trace of the Taoist rhyme invisible to the naked eye. These traces of rhyme continue to develop around Ningcheng.

Time passed, Ningcheng's body gradually blurred, and a pale golden cocoon slowly wrapped him around him, eventually disappearing completely.

The rhyme marks around Ningcheng became thicker and thicker, from invisible to clearer, and eventually even formed a clear and exciting sound. At the beginning of these freshenings, it was only in the 49th wheel trace range, but then it slowly rushed out of the 49th round and started spreading forward, backward, and around.

The first thing formed in Ningcheng Road was to return together, “The avenue is consistent and thoughtful, and the path is different...”

Taoism is wrapped up in spiritual qi, like the morning clock twilight drums, bombarded by Ningcheng's ideas. Ningcheng did not use any Daodan, nor any means. With this sense of rhythm alone, it broke through the early stages of the diversion and advanced to the middle of the diversion.

The whole body of Ningcheng was ringing lightly, like a refinery, making a sound of clarity. This sound of clarity and the outside rhymes together, at the end of the day, was completely unrecognizable.

After the middle of the canal, the rhythm around Ningcheng became more rapid, as did the yellow and blue scent. Likewise, the circumferential rhymes are getting deeper and deeper, and not at all at the beginning of the canal.

In addition to the rhyme of the Channel, another rhyme has been formed around Ningcheng. This rhyme is completely different from the rhyme of the middle of the previous promotion, but rather a completely new rhyme.

The new rhymes blend directly with the rhymes of the years in the annual wheel, rolling over and over, as if something was to be conceived.

Ningcheng was sad and happy. When he first practiced in the annual wheel, something seemed to get caught, but he didn't. This time, that kind of thing became clearer, giving him the feeling that maybe the next moment, he could grab that blurry thing. And that obscure thing, that's exactly what he needs.

The rhymes around the cocoon of Ningcheng began to roll from the sound of the sound, and began to roar from the roll.

The rhymes of the 49th Circle of the Year are still flowing, washing the golden cocoons around Ningcheng. In the cocoon, the dual-purpose Ningcheng is tightened, and the consciousness becomes clearer.

Ningcheng waved his hand without opening his eyes.

“Bombing...” powerful rhymes poured in, divine power raging, sea awareness stretching wildly.

Late in the canal, Ningcheng was not affected in half, even if the strength surged dramatically.

“Clicking...” At the moment of Ningcheng's promotion to the later stages of the diversion, the original ambiguity suddenly became clearer. In the late Ningcheng promotion path, there was no cracked golden cocoon, at which time a crack was cracked.

Ningcheng was overwhelmed with shock, and a clear and clear enlightenment came to mind. That was the last time he tried to catch it, and finally he didn't catch it.

At the late stage of his promotion, he realized the new rules of time.

Neither did the golden cocoon shake in the late stages of the promotion, adding a slight crack under the Enlightened Age Divinity.

There are three steps to the age, the first sunset is infinitely better, just close to dusk; the second light is as shady as an arrow, and the age is as cloudy; the third...

His consciousness became blurred and his enlightenment disappeared, and he didn't realize the third step of his life.

Ningcheng was not half disappointed. He knew that he had suddenly paused because he had not reached the third step. Eventually, the third step will come to an end.

It was only then that he realized that his ever-present divine sunset, or even the enhanced version of Sunset, was only the first step in three steps.

Years of Divinity and the Sea of Twilight are equally divinity derived from the rules of time, but Ningcheng affirms that years of Divinity and the Sea of Twilight are completely different. His rules of time were magical, he did not go to the sea of twilight, but he went to his three steps of enlightenment. Ningcheng knows very well that this is because of the annual wheel.

Ningcheng hand in the golden cocoon fluttered slightly, powerful timeless rhymes, making the surrounding rhymes spin for a single beat.

Ningcheng suddenly gained some understanding of Yongwang Gate's difficult array, which was arranged with time rules that far exceeded the time rules he understood.

Perhaps the strongest rule of time is not to stop or even reverse the flow, but to move forward, because it is only then that space is created.

Unfortunately, it is still tangible, whether as an arrow or as a shuttle. Perhaps he realized that the three steps were a little too early, and if he waited to prove the Dollar, he might be able to realize the third step.

The rhythm of the years returned to its original form, and the cocoon around Ningcheng was once again reconnected.

……

The least valuable part of the cultivation is time. By the third rolling sound of Taoism around the golden cocoon outside Ningcheng's body, the cocoon was more than a dozen times bigger than it had been.

Infinite spiritual energy rushes towards Ningcheng and disappears into the golden cocoon. Infinite rhymes and opportunities similarly flow to the location of Ningcheng, disappearing into the golden cocoon.

The whole year was chaotic, and the rhymes of the years were rampant. Some of the ancient Wakuen disciples practiced on the periphery of the annual wheel rushed out and never dared to stay in this chaotic period rhyme.

“What's going on?” All of the Dogengu disciples stared amazingly at the depths of the Yearling Giant Tree.

Phoenix had already come with Shao Mozi and others. They were also shocked to see Dao Rhyme roll over. The years passed deep into the annual wheel.

“Chief, this is not going to be Ning...” Huo Bing asked incredibly.

After a long breath, Phoenix nodded her head. “It should be him. I don't know if it's a good thing or a bad thing to agree to Ningdan Sheng entering the annual training wheel this time. The movement from his training is too big. ”

“No wonder he's practicing so fast, and this way of absorbing, it's weird not to be happy.” Ashton sighed.

“Shall we take a look?” Ho Bing is a little worried about the annual wheel tree.

Until Phoenix knew what Huo Bing meant, he waved. "The annual wheel is fine. When Ningcheng is promoted, those years will return to the way they were. I've heard of this, don't worry. ”

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Ningcheng felt the whole body burst open, infinite rhymes and spiritual energy bees pressed over. Perhaps not an automatic golden cocoon was formed outside his body, and he had been burst open.

Dao Rhyme sounds, years go by.

At this moment, anything around him, except Ningcheng and his golden cocoon, will be crushed to pieces by this horrible rhyme.

Even the golden cocoon doesn't seem to be able to withstand this fierce smell and start to tremble.

“Boom!” The golden cocoon finally failed to withstand this horrible rhythm and burst apart.

The infinite rhyme of this moment crushed directly against Ningcheng, and everything in Ningcheng's body turned directly into flying ash. Skin was severed from a path of blood...

“Kaka...” While Ningcheng's bones and flesh collapsed, Dao Xuanhuang's original scent flushed over. Ningcheng still didn't open his eyes, but raised his hand and grabbed several Dry Won Tian Dan and swallowed them.

He swallowed Qian Yuan Tian Dan not to understand the Dao Yuan Realm, but to suppress the Dao Yuan Realm that he perceived by the power of Qian Yuan Tian Dan.

Perhaps Ningcheng was the first emperor in history to shield Daodan from the impact of the Daoduo Realm with the Daodan of the Advanced Daoduo Realm.

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Ningcheng swallowed these Dry Won Tian Dan, all Dry Won Tian Dan with five lines of chaos, completely different from the ordinary Dry Won Tian Dan.

“Boom...”

The two rhyming forces burst together and Ningcheng trembled like he was overcrowded, almost blocking his life in the idea of opening a path to the sky.

The horror-rhyming forces that were suppressed by the roar burst into the avenue at this moment, half-pressing Ningcheng. In just a few breathing hours, Ningcheng noticed a lack of spiritual energy and a sense of emptiness. At this moment, Ningcheng can't afford anything else. All the crystals and spiritual veins in the ring were thrown out by him, including that superb spiritual vein.

As soon as these spiritual veins are thrown out, they become infinite spirituality, fused into the rhythm and disappear around Ningcheng.

A powerful Taoist rhyme is clear in Ningcheng's ideas, and the crushed golden cocoon is also transformed into countless rhymes into the minds of Ningcheng.

A few days later, Ningcheng opened his eyes, his eyes appeared calm and quiet, without the original flash of light, but with a vibrant atmosphere that could not be ruled. Everything in the heavens and the earth seemed to be in his eyes, without exception. Long hair is brought up and floating because of the flow of the rhyme, but there is a dust-free spiritual movement.

Taoist rhymes are still ringing, although the noise is getting milder and the atmosphere of rioting around them is slowly subsiding. Ningcheng's almost crushed bones and paralyzed flesh have also long recovered. The vibrant and powerful Taoist atmosphere of Ningcheng formed a new domain, the Taoist domain.

The rhythm of the rolling around finally subsided and the 49th lap of the year was restored.

Ningcheng thought slightly moved and a new set of robes fell on him.

“That's the Dodo!” Ningcheng stared at the rhythm of the years that were still flowing, and when there was no talent in his heart, he urgently needed to improve his strength.

Everything in heaven and earth seemed simple at the moment of his promotion to the Taoist Emperor.

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