Ye QingHan was stunned. For the first time, he saw the sage and worshipped the way of heaven in the big world. He thought it was the blessing of the sage, but he didn''t expect that it was the blessing of the heaven and the immortal Dharma.
Immortal Road, all saints chase, what? Immortal Dharma comes out. It''s fate to get, cherish, cherish!
These words circle in the sea of Ye QingHan''s knowledge, closely follow the soul emptiness, and blend with the heaven at this moment.
Suddenly, a Taoist Scripture filled with immortal light appeared in ye QingHan''s sea of knowledge. The four golden typing on it captured people''s heart and soul, and the mystery impacted the soul.
Prison Scripture
It''s an immortal Sutra. Since it''s called immortal Dharma, I''m afraid it''s by no means ordinary and difficult to find in the world.
At a certain moment, ye QingHan suddenly felt the identity of the dark walker. As the holy chess master said, he is Skywalker and walks on behalf of heaven. However, he can''t kill innocent people indiscriminately, otherwise the power of the blade of judgment will be greatly weakened and will be recovered by heaven at last!
The dark Walker has been passed on in a single pass. The blade of judgment has followed the dark walker for generations. It has not disappeared or changed hands. Saints dare not rob it, and mortals can''t rob it.
Ye QingHan took a deep breath and wanted to read the prison Holy Scripture, but he exhausted his soul and couldn''t turn a page.
"Can''t open it? Give me a hair?" ye QingHan frowned and worried. This is the immortal method. He can''t use the green lotus sword song. He is different from Xia Jiulong. His secret method is thousands of times better than himself. It''s really easy to kill himself.
"Maybe your soul is not strong enough. Don''t worry. Since heaven has given it, it can certainly be opened." the divine bird is quite excited. His soul is empty. He enters ye QingHan and knows the sea. He wants to touch the majestic prisoner emperor''s Taoist Scriptures, but he only dares to look far away and dare not touch them.
Ye QingHan nodded secretly. His soul returned. He felt that the strength of the body had increased several times, and his divine power had returned to its peak. He was a little more refined than before, but his combat power showed a geometric multiple increase. If he fought Xia Jiulong, he might not be so embarrassed.
Ye QingHan looked up to the four sides and found that everyone''s face showed an expression of ecstasy. It seems that heaven has not treated anyone badly. All opportunities depend on their own blessings and abilities.
Who is the strongest person close to the chess sage? Who is not the top-level existence and receives the most powerful grace? In particular, the chess sage himself has been officially recognized by heaven. He belongs to the sage. A holy word appears on his forehead and finally belongs to his body. His essence has undergone earth shaking changes, and his temperament is extraordinary, like an immortal like a saint, Now it gives people more authority than many of the older generation of eternal saints.
The strong people in the periphery are young people with great perseverance and will. They all want to soar to the sky through this heaven worship ceremony. At this moment, they kneel piously on the ground, fear the eternal saints, fear the heaven, and accept the grace of the heaven.
In the valley where ye QingHan camped, the brothers and sisters bathed in the holy light, which was obviously stronger than that of others. It seems that the opportunity is not small, and they have received far more benefits than others.
Xia Jiulong''s eyes are closed and his momentum is like a rainbow. Although he is not a saint, he has the power of a saint. The Dragon Robe is linglie, the Qi of the emperor is vast, the holy light is surging all over, and the Qi and blood roar. Compared with the previous momentum, he is more powerful.
Ye Huang, Gu Qingyu, Jiang Jingtian, Yan Ao, Sanskrit, all of them have received grace, but they don''t say it, no one knows it.
Most people benefit from the change of talent. Their soul becomes pure and their perception is better than before. This is immortal trace. Who can change a person''s talent?
There are also some old people whose tired and old flesh and soul are like a new look. Their spirit is Qu Shuo. They bloom the second spring and live a second life. This is a big world, and few people live a second life!
Ye QingHan suddenly regretted that he should bring all the crazy sects. Even if he can''t enter the infield and stand in the outfield to pray for blessings, he should benefit a little, especially the Dharma God and devil Zun. If he can live a second life, he may achieve the eternal position!
However, those who don''t sell regret medicine can only hope that Kuangzong can also come out of a powerful eternal saint and benefit the world, so that others of Kuangzong can benefit. One person can get the Tao and fly to the sky!
As time went by, ye QingHan saw that everyone was still feeling the grace given by heaven. He also sank his heart and looked at the four words of the prisoner''s Holy Scripture. The words were like immortals, moving slowly, containing a different order.
"Why is it called the prisoner''s holy way Sutra?" ye QingHan was surprised. The eternal is also called the eternal saint. It proves the eternal Avenue, enjoys the approval of heaven and returns to the saint. Is this immortal Dharma specially used to restrain the saint?
You can''t open the prisoner''s holy Tao Sutra. Everything is in vain. Ye QingHan''s soul touches the prisoner''s holy Tao Sutra. The fairy awn on it can nourish the soul and make the soul grow stronger like the most nourishing fairy medicine soup.
"Worthy of being immortal Sutra, ox fork! I like it, ha ha......" ye QingHan grinned like a fool.
Pop!
Suddenly, ye QingHan felt that he had been beaten in the head. He quickly opened his eyes and found Sanskrit standing in front of him with a curious face.
"What kind of favor do you get? Why are you laughing so cheap?" Sanskrit asked in a crisp voice.
Ye QingHan was stunned for a moment and said with dissatisfaction on his face, "heaven sent me a fairy. It was destroyed by you before you could bring it back. You give it back to me!"
"Get out of here!" the Sanskrit voice was so angry that it was time. Ye QingHan was still so bad.
But ye QingHan also has difficulties. If he tells the story of getting the immortal Sutra, these eternal saints may dismember him!
"Really, elder martial sister, that fairy is as beautiful as you. Unfortunately, I still want to bring her back." ye QingHan grinned.
"If you die on a woman sooner or later, you''ll be a fairy all day. I''ve seen two saints. Why haven''t you seen the fairy given by heaven? Most of them get some skills or experience, change their physique, change their talents, and make a new life. Tell me, what have you got?" Sanskrit asked angrily.
Ye QingHan had no choice but to whisper, "I got some experience occasionally. I can''t tell others. Our kindness is too humiliating."
Sanskrit doesn''t believe it, but ye QingHan doesn''t want to say it. Either he doesn''t want to say it or he really can''t say it, so he doesn''t ask anymore.
At the moment, many people are shouting excitedly, and some people are making a lot of money silently, unwilling to say what they have received.
Xia Jiulong looked at ye QingHan coldly, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. There was a trace of disdain in his eyes. It seems that he no longer sees ye QingHan in his eyes, or even the enemy. It seems that what he got is certainly not general.
Ye QingHan smiled and said, "prince, don''t forget our gambling appointment. At that time, I hope the prince will send me to Fengtian prison."
"The emperor doesn''t need your little things. Don''t worry." Xia Jiulong replied coldly.
"That''s good, that''s good." ye QingHan nodded repeatedly, not angry, so that Xia Jiulong couldn''t breathe out.
May be born, pray to be born today~