Chapter 1162

The road is like water, eternal without trace.

Under Luo Chuan's hand, the fifth congenital dark pattern is being integrated. The four congenital dark patterns of life and death, cause and effect, primordial and creation have been integrated and engraved on the immortal gourd in the South China Sea.

This Nanhai Xianhu is the treasure of the Zhending of the former central imperial dynasty in the six star region. It is a top magic weapon. At present, it has been engraved with four congenital Xuan patterns, which are different from the previous two things. Its grade is far beyond the ranks of the nine grades, and even beyond the heavenly grade.

With the integration of four congenital mysterious patterns, Nanhai Xianhu has become the first treasure in Luo Chuan's hands. Even if you encounter a strong person of Xuanjun's ancestor level, you will not be afraid as long as you change into Duyu Hulu palace and hide in Hulu palace.

The king of Tianmen, Fenghua, is poor in his long yuan life. At most, he integrates four congenital Xuan patterns. Luo Chuan can integrate the four congenital Xuan patterns in a short time, mostly drawing on the "masterpieces" left by Fenghua in the palace.

"How should this fifth destruction Xuan pattern merge?"

Luo Chuan held his chin and stared at Nanhai Xianhu, talking to himself.

Because of swallowing the source of emptiness, Luo Chuan has some advantages over other Tianmen friars. In the face of Tianmen friars in the same realm, if they just compete with the power of Xuanshen, Luo Chuan's power of Xuanshen can completely swallow each other's power of Xuanshen. However, Luo Chuan can't spend his whole life studying Tianmen together like other Tianmen friars. There is still a gap in his understanding of Tianmen compared with most Tianmen friars.

The fusion of the four congenital dark patterns, 80% rely on the reference of Fenghua, but the remaining fifth destroys the dark patterns. Luo Chuan racked his brains and painstaking efforts, but he could not complete the fusion.

Luo Chuan was immersed in the exploration of the mystery of Tianmen. He didn't know that when he integrated the fourth creation mysterious pattern, a 13-year-old scholar looked into the distance in a college on the hillside near the sea on the other side of the continent where the great freedom country is located.

"It has integrated four ways... Are you looking for me?"

The little scholar talked to himself with a faint self mockery in his tone. He took off the shoulder pole, poured two buckets of water into the water tank in the backyard, then picked up the pole and walked down the mountain.

Along the way, many academy disciples got up for morning exercises and saw the little scholar carrying a bucket of wet water, which was funny or funny. Some academy disciples greeted him kindly.

"Xue forget, how many trips is this today?"

A 30-year-old scholar in zhendanjing asked with a smile.

Xue forgot to stop, looked at the scholar and wiped the sweat channel on his forehead: "martial uncle, this is the first time for disciples today."

"Oh? There are still two trips to finish. Go quickly. It just rained last night and the mountain road is a little slippery. Be careful." the scholar smiled.

"I know."

With that, Xue forgot to go down the mountain.

Canghai academy is located halfway up the mountain. It is not very high. For successful monks, they don't even want half a column of incense up and down the mountain, but it's not so easy for ordinary people who don't have a trace of cultivation.

"He has been up the mountain for more than two years. He is calm and perseveres until now."

"Hehe, what's the use of his persistence? Even the third and second generations of Shizu said that Xue forgets that the Huangting Lingtai is tasteless and the Dantian is empty. He can't spread fire into the Tao in his life. If he stays in the Academy, he can only waste food."

"Who says it's not. It's just a mortal, but it depends on the Academy. I don't know what those masters think."

"It's said that the dean asked him to stay. He carries water every day in exchange for food and shelter. It's also interesting. Two years ago, he could pick up water every three days, but now he can go back and forth three times a day... It's great strength among ordinary people."

"It is estimated that he crossed the sea to Canghai academy two years ago. He was so surprised that the Dean was moved with compassion. Unfortunately, who thought it was a waste wood."

The lower generation disciples of the Academy talked about it one after another. Their accomplishments are really Dan territory, even foundation territory. They belong to the lowest level of the academy and have not yet learned the noble way. They are more or less dissatisfied with a layman who depends on the Academy. However, the other party is only a 12-year-old boy, and they are too lazy to care too much.

These junior disciples didn't find out. Just as they were talking, a trace of the origin of stars flew out of dazizhong in the distance outside the mountain and disappeared into Xue forget's head.

"It's the limit to fuse the four congenital dark patterns. There are four levels in the world, and the heaven has four directions. The congenital dark patterns can only fuse four at most. If you forcibly fuse the fifth congenital dark pattern, you will be punished by heaven. It's a blessing in misfortune to survive and retain your consciousness."

On the mountain road, the young man suddenly stopped, with a touch of self mockery on his face and murmured, "I'm forced to be helpless. Why is that unlucky guy so persistent... Has no friar Tianmen ever talked to him about this?"

"Integrate the five ways... No one can do it from ancient times to now and in the future."

"Fenghua, the king of Tianmen, has become a legend... It will not appear in front of the world for at least 300 years."

With a sigh, Xue forgot to carry his shoulder pole and continue down the mountain.

The past is a thing of the past. Now he is just a small servant responsible for carrying water at the bottom of Canghai Academy. He can't and doesn't want to return to the great freedom country.

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"What, the Huayin fairy has sent the pill to the great free country?" Luo Fu's face changed slightly by the beach.

In front of her, Master Wang Jue looked embarrassed.

"Why, do you doubt that the pill I refined is not qualified?" Taoist Kongkong stared at Luo Fu with a straight face.

"Of course not." Luo Fu said with a wry smile, "the pills refined by Master Kong Kong are naturally the top pills in the world. But if the pill is wrong, even if it is refined, it may not cure the king of the great freedom country."

"Hum, there's no problem with this pill." Taoist Kongkong still said with a straight face: "that Fenghua is suffering from ecstasy. As long as you take the pill, the natural soul will return and wake up."

"But if the medicine is wrong. If huatianchuan is not Fenghua's own flesh and blood... What will happen?" Luo Fu asked in a deep voice.

"This..."

Taoist Kongkong was stunned, and his face floated strangely: "if that's the case, if the medicine is wrong... Fenghua can't return his soul and even his body if he takes the pill."

Hearing the speech, Luo Fu and Wang Jue's faces changed greatly at the same time.

"What should I do now..." Wang Jue's face changed.

"What else can you do? Run away! Can't you wait to be chased and killed by the great free country?" Taoist Kongkong knew the cause and effect and shouted without thinking: "by the way, call the boy Luochuan to run away together!"

"But maybe it's just Luo Chuan and I guessed... Well, avoid it first. If the pill can succeed, we'll come back. If it fails, we'll plan ahead."

Luo Fu finished and was about to go to the sea to find Luo Chuan. At this time, the sound of breaking the air came from a distance.

Nearly 100 monks from the great freedom country fell from the sky and landed on the beach, surrounded by Luo Fu.

"The three elders invited you into the palace."

The one who spoke was a sub imperial friar, and the friars of the great freedom country led by him had the lowest level of cultivation in the heavens. They were all officials of the great freedom national highway, and each wore a magic weapon engraved with congenital dark patterns, which was powerful.

Wang Jue looked at Luo Fu and turned to Da Zi. The people of the country bowed their hands and asked, "did your king take that pill? Did your condition get better?"

The Taoist official of the first emperor, with a cold face and expressionless face, said, "what do you ask so much? According to the agreement between you and our great freedom country, you are not allowed to leave the great freedom country within seven days. Come with us."

Luo Fu winked at Wang Jue, then smiled and arched his hand at the emperor Taoist official: "so, your monarch hasn't taken the pill. Luo Chuan is still practicing at the bottom of the sea. Why don't we wait here for the news?"

Wang Jue on one side also responded that if Fenghua had taken the pill, regardless of success or failure, it would be the three emperors. At present, only the Taoist officials of the great freedom country have come. I think they haven't taken the pill yet.

Hearing the word "Luochuan", the emperor Taoist official flashed a touch of fear in his eyes, squeezed out a smile and said, "you'd better invite Luochuan out to the palace for dinner. Today is a happy day. The princess invited many guests to celebrate the recovery of our monarch. Before the lunch, the monarch will take pills. I hope you and Luo Daoyou can witness it together."

Luo Fu's face remained unchanged, but his heart became more and more uneasy.

As I saw in the great freedom country a few days ago, except for the black, white and gray three old people, few people in the great freedom country hope that the monarch can wake up. At present, there is absolutely no good feast to celebrate. Moreover, in Luo Fu's opinion, the pill has failed.

"What's your problem? Are you worried about..." the Taoist official of the second emperor looked at Luo Fu with a cold voice.

Great freedom, the national Taoist officials together to the Bund of Qiwu Town, with great momentum. The big and small forces near the great freedom country were once again attracted by this scene and sent monks to spy curiously.

Luo Fu's mind turned sharply, thinking about how to get rid of these monks.

Just then, a breath rose from the bottom of the sea. In the twinkling of an eye, the sea around the great freedom country shook for thousands of miles.

The waves rolled and rippled, and the dark sea water began to boil from the bottom. The bubbles surged. The sponges thousands of miles around were like boiling water, rolling and bubbling. The hot air rose to the sky, and soon gathered into a gray smoke cloud, shrouded over the mixed sea, like another layer of sky cloud.

The breath of terror rose from the bottom of the sea and floated to the continent where the great freedom country is located. The nearest Luofu and the friars of the great freedom country have numb scalp and fast heartbeat. They just feel that they are about to lose their breath.

The powerful friars snooping around the great freedom country were also surrounded by this terrible atmosphere, and their faces changed greatly.

"What is he doing!"

The emperor's face changed dramatically and stepped back three steps.

Luo Fu's face also became ugly. She vaguely knew that Luo Chuan was making some attempt, but at this time, the terrible breath rising from the bottom of the sea was obviously out of control.

Chuan'er failed?

Luo Fu's face was white and his eyes were dignified.