Mo Ziyang left Doucheng, his look slightly dignified, waiting for more than ten days also did not see Fengshen college, his heart has been unable to bear.

According to common sense, even if the people of Fengshen college didn't appear some time ago, they should also appear this time. Is there something wrong with Fengshen college?

Doucheng is not far away from Yanbei imperial city. Mo Ziyang arrived at Fengshen college in an hour or two.

The Fengshen college is still so dilapidated and dead. Mo Ziyang stands at the gate of Fengshen college, his face showing emotion. It has been more than ten years since he left here. Now he comes back again, feeling disappointed.

"Stop!" Mo Ziyang is just about to step into Fengshen college. Suddenly, a dark shadow flashes and blocks his way. He doesn't let go because of Mo Ziyang's identity.

Black shadow's breath is very strong. It's the highest cultivation in the fairyland.

Mo Ziyang took out a token from his arms, and the man in black saluted, and then he turned and left.

Stepping into Fengshen college, Mo Ziyang's face was slightly solidified. At this time, two figures came from a distance.

"Old Dean, you are finally willing to come back." Niu Laogui's voice came, and he followed Fengbo.

Mo Ziyang waved his hand and asked, "what's the matter with Fengshen college?"

Hearing this, Niu Feiyang looked disappointed and sighed: "two months ago, they started the plan again. I transferred all the guards back. Alas, it's a pity that they failed in the end. Old Dean, is Doucheng OK?"

"Failed again?" Mo Ziyang frowned, but he was relieved. He thought there was something wrong with Fengshen college.

After a pause, he said, "a few days ago, people from Yanluo mansion appeared in Doucheng."

"Are you all right?" The ox was flying, and his face was frozen.

"It's OK for the time being. Please let me know if you have something next time. Those old immortals have been playing tricks for so many years and haven't given up. It's a waste of time and energy." Mo Ziyang narrowed his eyes and said, "since there's nothing wrong, I'll go first."

"Not for a few days?" Feng Bo smiles.

"Uncle Feng, come to Doucheng to drink with me when you have time." Mo Ziyang looks back at Feng Bo, but he turns around and leaves. He is worried about the safety of Doucheng.

"Don't worry, old Dean. I'll go right away." Niu Feiyang looks at Mo Ziyang's back and yells again.

Boom!

With a dull sound, there was a strong fluctuation of soul power in the arched passage of Fengshen academy, but at the same time, there were ripples in the void, which suppressed the fluctuation.

"Haven't you given up yet?" Niu Feiyang frowned.

"As long as they don't die, they won't give up. They are possessed." Feng Bo shook his head and sighed.

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In the blink of an eye, ten days later, Doucheng is very quiet these days. The yama mansion did not continue to send more people. For one Murong snow, dozens of fairylands and three Hunyuan fairylands died, which is also an immeasurable loss for them.

From the fire fairy capital, in the old bamboo garden in the north.

Dou Tianmu is staring at a soul pattern on the wall. It's the thousand machine pattern that Beilao has been studying. However, with doutian's strength, he still can't understand much, but with Beilao's guidance, he will get something every time.

In doutian's whole body, there is a mysterious wave, and even sword Qi. The grass around doutian grows crazily, which has gone beyond his waist.

For a long time, doutian took back his eyes and looked at the changes around him in surprise.

"Are you awake?" Beilao's loving voice rang out, and his eyes were full of satisfaction.

"Teacher, how long have I been sitting here?" Dou Tian asked quickly. Just now he was immersed in the thousand machine chart. He completely forgot the time.

"Soon, less than three days." North old smile way.

"Three days?" Doutian's voice suddenly raised dozens of decibels and said: "teacher, i..."

"Don't worry." Beilao waved his hand and said, "these days, your understanding of immortal artistic conception has reached the bottleneck and touched the edge of immortal will. However, I hope you can truly understand the first immortal will and break through the holy land of Hunyuan war. In this way, your foundation will be solid."

"Yes, thank you very much." Doutian nodded and said respectfully.

"If you want to go to the unparalleled holy city, there's nothing to give you as a teacher, just one thing." The old man stroked his beard, and a book appeared in the palm of his hand.

The book suddenly appeared in the palm of doutian's hand. Doutian was attracted by the four words on the book, and said in surprise: "don't destroy the golden body!"

"This immortal body needs to understand the immortal artistic conception to cultivate. If you practice slowly, you will realize the beauty of it." North old light way.

"Yes, thank you, teacher!" Doutian paid homage. Originally, he thought that Beilao could only teach himself soul carving. Unexpectedly, he had such domineering defensive skills.

Although Dou Tian didn't know what kind of skills he had, he was extraordinary just by his name.The next moment, doutian could not help but open the book, and his mind moved the atlas of the God of war, and soon sank into it.

Half a cup of tea time later, doutian suddenly burst out a golden light, looking at the side of the north old dumbfounded.

He has heard that doutian's talent for cultivating combat skills is abnormal. However, it is also abnormal. Half a cup of tea will touch the threshold of immortality.

"Immortality, immortality, life and death, this immortal body, the immortal mood reflected incisively and vividly." For a long time, Dou Tian suddenly opened his eyes and looked very excited.

"Do you understand?" Beilao forced himself to calm down. Doutian's insight made him all panic.

"After 30% understanding, I believe that it won't be long before I can cultivate immortal body." Dou Tian nodded. As long as he was fighting, he was very confident.

A flame came out of his hand, and the immortal gold body secret script disappeared and burned out.

"OK, OK, go ahead. It's good for you to remember that you often meditate on the thousand machine chart in your mind." Beilao nodded and didn't worry about doutian's growth.

"Yes, I'll leave. Take care of yourself, teacher." Doutian's body bent 90 degrees, and then resolutely turned away, more than 20 days have passed, and he has to go back to Doucheng, leaving him little time.

"By the way, a few days ago, Ouyang Xiao floated back to Xiandu. Don't worry about your family. I will take care of you. You can go to the unparalleled holy city with ease." When doutian came to the door, Beilao's voice sounded again.

Doutian's body trembled slightly, and the big stone in his heart finally fell.

With the words of Beilao, what else did he worry about.

Not to mention his strength, but his attainments in the soul tattoo. If he set up a soul world at will, even the holy land of Hunyuan war may not be able to break through the defense.

Of course, Dou Tianxin is also very curious about Beilao's strength. With the improvement of his cultivation, Beilao is more profound and vast in front of him, and he can't see through the slightest bit.

"Thank you, teacher." Doutian sincerely thanks that the whole person's spirit has changed a lot.

Now, he just wants to know, what is the strength of the fat man who wakes up the blood of the warring race?