Ancient Immortal Doctor Lin Caihan

Chapter 1453 Vision of God King

Zhao Yang used the power of the god of life to raise a plant of door god-level medicinal material to the ninth heaven of the imperial god realm.

But just when Zhao Yang wanted to stimulate the second plant, he found that he couldn't use it.

"Don't you think your power of life can be used without limit?"

Zhao Yang thought about it and found that this is also the case.

If it is used without restriction, is that okay?

"Why did you come to see me refining again?"

"I'm fine now?" Zhao Yang said helplessly, spreading his hands.

The old man thought for a while and handed Zhao Yang a Taoist map.

"You take yourself to realize it."

As a result, after Zhao Yang opened it, he found it was empty.

Nothing on it.

"Senior, did you make a mistake?"

"No."

"But……."

"Go and realize it yourself."

Zhao Yang thought for a while and stared at the painting.

Gradually, Zhao Yang became a little impetuous.

He found that no matter what means he used, he found nothing.

calm.

Zhao Yang forced himself to calm down.

It is absolutely impossible for the nine heavy swords to play tricks on themselves.

Then there must be a mystery in it that I don't know.

Where is the mystery?

Zhao Yang closed his eyes.

He emptied everything.

He didn't think about the painting anymore, or even about anything at all.

One day passed.

Two days have passed.

Three days have passed.

After an unknown amount of time, Zhao Yang suddenly opened his eyes.

When he looked at the painting again, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

A pattern gradually appeared on the empty white paper.

One after another, gods appeared on the white paper.

Some of these gods are tall and mighty, some are hideous, some are benevolent, and so on.

But at this time, these gods were kneeling on the ground respectfully.

A figure whose appearance cannot be seen clearly, with its feet stepping on the avenue, and its palms reincarnated.

"All the gods kneel down, the vision of the king of gods." The old man was frightened when he saw the painting.

The old man gave Zhao Yang this painting in the hope that Zhao Yang could realize his own vision.

Who would have thought that Zhao Yangwu came up with such a thing.

"Is the vision of the god king terrifying?" Zhao Yang asked in confusion.

"Possessing the vision of the god king means that you have a great chance of becoming a god king in the future." The old man said in a deep voice.

"According to my background, I can become a god king." Zhao Yang looked at the old man suspiciously.

"The background is that you can become a god king, but who told you that you can definitely become a god king." The old man said angrily, "If you want to become a god king, how can it be as simple as you imagined?" The old man said after a pause, "But after you have the vision of the god king, you are more likely to become the god king."

"What's the use of vision?"

"Everyone with visions is a genius from the sky, and the power of visions is far beyond your imagination." The old man said lightly.

"I want to find someone to try?"

"Don't try this vision of yours lightly."

"what happened?"

"Too scary."

"Something went wrong, didn't you have it?"

Nine heavy swords were choked immediately.

"I have to study my vision carefully."

Zhao Yang has been studying this research for more than half a year.

His whole body and mind were immersed in it, Su Wanqing came to look for it several times but was stopped outside.

That day Su Wanqing came to the gate of Zhao Yang's courtyard again, but bumped into the returning Bai Xue.

"Bai Xue, can you open the restriction on the courtyard?" Su Wanqing asked hastily.

"Yes, what happened?" Bai Xue asked puzzled.

"Zhao Yang has been in seclusion for more than half a year."

"That's it." After Bai Xue opened the restriction of the courtyard, the two girls walked towards Zhao Yang's room, only to find that Zhao Yang's room was restricted.

"My lord is probably still in retreat." Bai Xue said softly.

She didn't dare to disturb Zhao Yang rashly.

"You must tell me as soon as your son wakes up."

"it is good."

After Su Wanqing left, Bai Xue cleaned up the courtyard first, and then came to her room.

At this moment, her little face was full of excitement.

The reason why she spent a lot of money to buy the sword puppet was because she knew a secret place, and there were resources she needed in the secret place.

Looking at the God Pleasant Flower in the eighth heaven of the God Realm in her hand, Bai Xue's heart was full of emotion.

Who would have thought that there would be such precious medicinal materials in that secret environment?

And with this Pleasant Flower, Bai Xue can improve faster.

It is true that ordinary medicinal materials are also useful to her, but Bai Xue doesn't want to make do with it.

Bai Xue took off a petal and put it in her mouth, and then the monstrous energy contained in Yueshenhua's body poured into her body in an instant.

boom!

This energy is still too terrifying compared to Bai Xue, who is in the fifth heaven of the Heavenly God Realm.

Seeing that this energy was about to explode Bai Xue, a hideous figure appeared behind her.

brave troops!

After this figure appeared, the monstrous energy in Bai Xue's body was swallowed by Pixiu, and after a while, a more pure energy gushed out from Pixiu's body and entered Baixue's body.

This energy becomes more pure after being refined by Pixiu.

Bai Xue quietly devoured this energy.

At the same time, her cultivation base began to skyrocket.

The sixth heaven of the God Realm!

The seventh heaven of the God Realm!

The eighth heaven of the God Realm!

After being promoted to this level, that Pixiu turned into an afterimage and disappeared into Bai Xue's body.

"Pixiu is indeed one of the top ten phenomena." Bai Xue murmured.

Bai Xue did not continue to improve her cultivation rashly.

She is well aware that raising too much at once will affect her own foundation.

What Bai Xue didn't expect was that she didn't see Zhao Yang for the next few years.

Zhao Yang's Small World!

Zhao Yang sat in the first pond and silently deduced the vision of the god king.

The more you deduce, the more beneficial you feel.

"You have been in the pond for three years." At this moment, the voice of the nine heavy swords rang in his ears.

Only then did Zhao Yang wake up.

"Three years?"

"It's time for your Nine Revolutions Tongxuan Gong to be further improved." Nine Heavy Sword said lightly.

After Zhao Yang felt it for a while, he realized that his cultivation had reached the bottleneck stage.

"The medicine in the pond is so powerful?" Zhao Yang was shocked.

It stands to reason that it would take at least 30 years for Zhao Yang to improve.

But now it's been done for three years.

"If your foundation is not too strong, do you think it will take three years?"

Zhao Yang thought about it too.

"Then start improving your cultivation." Zhao Yang stood up from the pond as he spoke, took out three hundred middle-grade divine stones and placed them on the ground, and then performed nine revolutions of Tongxuan Gong.

Flowing Sect!

"Great Elder, the Ten Great Sects Exchange Competition is about to start, has the candidate for our Sect been drawn up?" Zhuo Xing'er asked.

That's right.

Zhuo Xing'er is the suzerain of the Flowing Water Sect.

"The candidates have been determined. There are three people from our sect fighting this time, namely Tuoba Yongjie, Tuoba Mingyuan, and Zhang Yihang." The Great Elder stepped forward and said softly.

"Is this the quota you set?" Zhuo Xing'er sneered when she heard this.

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