Although this method can prolong life, it can be used to prevent Yin life, but even ghosts cannot do it.

Therefore, as soon as he saw this pill, he couldn't help but feel excited, just...

"What is this great and small skill?"

After a while, Hanyue San suppressed the throbbing in his heart.

He read the Taoist sect thoroughly, but he knew that in ancient times, practitioners had the saying of "making achievements and ascending immortality".

If a practitioner has great achievements in the world and great achievements in the present and ancient times, he can ascend to heaven and go to the thirty-six caves to heaven and to be promoted to heaven.

What is this great and small skill?

Without waiting for explanation, Hanyue San people had an unprecedented interest in the Wanfa Tower in front of them.

After reading the "small mechanics area", I looked at the "big mechanics area".

In the fog, the great power area seemed very blurry and not much was revealed, but just with such a shocking glance, his heart couldn't help but tremble.

[Hot Wheel: The best spiritual treasure requires 800 great achievements...]

【Three heads and six arms: Great magical powers, require 912 great achievements】

[Dharmas of Heaven and Earth: Great supernatural powers require 923 great achievements]

[Purple Qi Converges the Body: The Great Power Incarnation Book, requires 1,843 great achievements]

...

Just one glance, Han Yue San couldn't move his eyes, and his heart was filled with huge waves.

As the master of supernatural powers, how could he not know what great supernatural powers are?

According to ancient legend, before ancient times, in the great era when immortals and Buddhas were stationed in the world, the powerful people who were chaotic, laughed at the world and looked down on the gods were called great powers!

"Is there a legendary master of supernatural powers in this Wanfa Tower?"

This thought flashed just a flash, and Han Yue San felt a little chill on his back, and he struggled to suppress the distracting thoughts in his heart.

Going further up, the great merit area was blocked by the fog. He was deeply focused and saw some words from it.

"The Heaven of the Kingdom, the Heaven of the Tower, the Star Master of the Heaven of the Heaven, the Candle Demon Walker, the Wonderful Dao of Qingyuan..."

In the fog, the words at the top made the cold moon sway, but soon he woke up.

Not to mention whether the things in the fog are true or false, even if they are true, he will not be able to get them.

Because he didn't even have little achievements...

"The suspended merit area? This so-called great and small merit is actually a reward for driving others..."

After glanced at the suspension area on the other side, Han Yue San became more and more awake, and he also had a slightly vague impression of the Wanfa Tower.

‘It’s like a killer organization like the Death Tower…’

Huh ~

The thoughts in the hearts of Han Yue scattered people have not flashed, and strands of white mist have flowed out from nowhere, covering him again.

A desolate and indifferent voice exploded in his ears.

"View!"

The same ancient law and truth are obscure and grand, and without waiting for their response, it seems to penetrate his mind.

Han Yue Sanren just thought about it. Before he could respond to any half words, the white mist around him had already surged violently.

Thousands of broken scenes emerged one after another around him, like clouds gathering into heavy fog...

The sky is high, the sun is light, and the wind and snow are high.

Under the wind and snow, the earth and mountains appear small. The many gathering places located on the earth and the carriages galloping in the wilderness become increasingly small and vague.

"This is, the Mountains and Seas... This is the Xuantian Spirit Treasure peeking at my fate? Who was it before?"

When the Han Yue San, people's hearts are moved, and there is no repulsion. Those who calculate others will also count them.

This is the first lesson taught by Master Sanxiao when he was introductory...

Crazy...

In the white mist, all kinds of scenes were flowing wildly.

Hanyue San people have never seen their life so clearly, from birth, learning to speak, and to old age and in decline...

After more than three hundred years of life, the lantern seems to be flowing by in front of you, which can be described as a flash of your fingers.

Buzz ~

Suddenly, with a light sound, the scene in the fog was no longer flowing, but was quickly pulled in and freezing.

"This is, Northwest City..."

The cold moon scattered people's eyes condensed.

In the frozen picture, there is a restaurant that is not big or small, with the female disciple lying in her arms with flushed faces.

Han Yue San's face turned dark. He really didn't like this secret that was spying on, but his heart was shocked in a flash.

The freezing point of the picture is not yourself, but...

"Yang Yu?!"

The desolate and ancient, obscure and grand voice sounded in his ears here. The difference is that this time it is no longer the "Law and Truth"

And there is anthropomorphic fluctuation in that indifferent voice:

"The big demon Yang Ni? No, it's not him..."

Buzz ~

The white mist was surging violently, and an indescribable wave suddenly appeared in Han Yue Sanren's heart, making him feel cold.

He felt a terrifying thought that exceeded his cognitive limits, descending into the rolling white mist.

Ancient, profound, sacred, terrifying...

The next moment, his eyes were dark, and he lost any capture of the outside world. He only heard obscure whispers when he was dying:
Chapter completed!