The middle-aged man looked at Qin Shuang and said in a soft voice, "yes, are the Terrans like you now? When you are young, you have such accomplishments, and the noumenon is so powerful? "

Qin said with a wry smile: "I don't know the strength of other mainlanders, but in the mainland where I live, the accomplishments of the mainlanders are not generally weak."

"Oh?" The look of the middle-aged changed slightly.

Qin Shuang tells the story of the current situation in the mainland, and the middle-aged people look bleak and sighing. Then he raised his hand and motioned to qinshuang to drink the tea ceremony:

"this tea is called Wudao tea, which is She's a gift from someone else

Qin Shuang's heart leaps. Although she doesn't know what Wudao tea is, she just hears the name and knows that it is helpful for her to understand the way of heaven. Take the cup and drink it slowly.

Then I feel the fragrance of my mouth, the clarity in my mind that I have never had before, and the confusion in the past have been solved one after another. For the clarity of the way of heaven that I have never had before, December fruit has never reached such a state, and it is far inferior.

"Master!" Qin Shuang put down his tea cup and said in a soft voice, "I just heard what the elders said outside, but the Terran is in danger?"

"It's not just the Terrans!" The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "heaven and earth are falling apart, and it's hard to know what's good and what's bad for the return of all ethnic groups."

He stretched out a palm, and a light spot appeared in the palm, and then another light spot, and then another light spot. Finally, five light spots were formed. The five light spots circled slowly and gradually merged, and finally formed a magnificent world, the sun, the moon and the stars.

"Three thousand boulevards, ten thousand streams belong to the clan. The ultimate source of the five elements, forming a world. If you can cultivate to such a level in such a grade, you can see that the five elements are excellent, but you don't know what your qualifications are. I'm not talking about whether your body is transparent or suitable for cultivation. When you reach this level of cultivation, this kind of talent is not important. More important is savvy.

What I'm talking about is not whether your spiritual root is the best spiritual root, but whether you are the spiritual root of the five elements. It doesn't matter if it's not five spirit roots. There are still ways to derive spirit roots in this world. I hope you can make up for your spiritual roots and protect the Terran in the future. "

The middle-aged man's eyebrows radiate a ray of light into Qin Shuang's eyebrows, which is a way of deriving spiritual roots. With the help of Wudao tea, Qin Shuang quickly understands this skill, and his heart is happy. The skill of deriving spiritual roots given to Qin Shuang by the middle-aged man is better than that given by Yang Linglong.

Qin Shuang opened his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man: "are you from the fairyland?"

The middle-aged man's eyes dimmed and said: "this piece of space was smashed in the battle of fairyland. It used to be a defense line for the hundred nationalities to resist foreign enemies. What you see now is just a glimpse of me and those people. "

"Glimpses of light?" Qin Shuang moved in his heart and thought of the body method he had learned from the blood Qin space, also known as sweeping shadow, and then said:

"isn't that a body method?"

The middle-aged man took an unexpected look at Qin Shuang and said, "yes, the beginning of glint is a kind of body method. When you understand the ultimate meaning, you can leave images of the past, and even these images will have their own thinking. However, it's an immortal skill. How did you get it? "

"Forget it!" The middle-aged man waved his hand and said, "that's your chance. Don't say it."

"Elder, younger generation just heard those elder people call you immortal Lord, are you?"

Qin Shuang's voice suddenly stopped, then he saw that the middle-aged man's figure faded away and disappeared in an instant. When the dazzling color of the hall recedes, the scene of dust covered ground will appear again. It seems that Qin Shuang just had a dream here.

Qin Shuang looked down at the table in front of him and the empty teacup on the table.

"It's not a dream!"

However, as soon as the idea floated, the table and cup faded away. Qin Shuang stands up, the chair fades away, and finally disappears.

Qin Shuang felt very depressed in his heart, and a voice echoed in his heart.

"The return of all ethnic groups is hard to predict."

Qin shuangfa was in a daze for a while, then he searched in the hall. When he saw a spiral staircase extending upward, he went up the stairs.

Go up a layer, see a door close in front of you.

Qin Shuang stepped forward and reached for the door, which opened a crack.

"Boom..."

A surge of energy from the crack in the door out of the impact in the chest of Qin Shuang.

"Click..."

Qin Shuang feels her sternum is broken. She is the essence of Jiutian Xuanxian, but she can't resist the power from the crack in the door. Her body is knocked out, hit the wall behind her, and then falls on the stairs, rolling down.

"Poof..."

Qin Shuang gushes blood all the way to the hall under the stairs. She wants to take out a Vientiane fruit, but finds that there is no Vientiane fruit.

Qin double heart read a move, then enter the town demon tower. Enduring the pain, he came to the Xianyuan pool on the Lingshan mountain, jumped in, took out the refined pills, took them and began to work.This time, the injury was not too serious. Even so, it took Qin Shuang more than a month to heal the injury. When he came out of the Zhenyao tower, the outside world only spent more than two quarters of an hour.

Qin Shuang looks at the stairs and sighs. He knows that with his own cultivation, he can't get into the gate. He can't even get into the second floor, not to mention the third and fourth floors.

Qin Shuang turned around and walked out of the hall, looking at the whole building, only to find that the face of this humanoid building is very similar to that of the middle-aged man.

She looked at the face of the building with a long mind.

"He's just a piece of image left in the shadow. I'm afraid I'll never see him again.

He has been annihilated in the long river of history.

I don't know his name yet

Qin Shuang's eyes fell on the plaque.

"yutiangong!"

"Is his name Yutian?"

With a sigh, Qin Shuang turns away. After arriving at a highland, Qin Shuang sits down with his knees crossed and closes his eyes. While the effect of Wudao tea has not dissipated, Qin Shuang begins to sort out all the details of his previous cultivation and begins to understand his confusion.

A trace of rhyme, such as Yingluo, hovers around qinshuang, whose Yang God and four yuan gods are constantly improving.

"Hoo..."

Two hours later.

Qin Shuang opened his eyes and sighed.

"What a wonderful tea of enlightenment!"

However, in these two hours, the four primordial spirits of Qin Shuang reached the peak of the 12th level of the Mahayana period, only one step away from reaching the 13th level of the Mahayana period. Even with this cultivation, Qin Shuang feels that there is no rival in this world.

And her Yang God also reached the eighth level, only two levels to reach the realm of ascension.

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