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"Is this a born beast?"
Hong Ming guessed from the bottom of his heart.
The child looked at Hong Ming with a worried look.
Hong Ming smiles and says: "every living creature has a name, for example, my name is Hong Ming, my surname is Hong, and my name is Ming."
Hong Ming stretched out his hand and wrote down his name on the ground.
"You can give yourself a name."
Hong Ming asked again.
The boy's face was puzzled. After thinking about it, he grabbed the futon with both hands and broke it.
"Yes, yes, it's called Hong Hongshan
"Well?"
Hong Ming was stunned, and then nodded:
"Hongshan, yes, although the name is simple, it has a strong atmosphere and massiness."
Hong Ming said and laughed.
When the child heard this, he immediately relaxed. It's just that when I come back, the children are suffering.
Hong Ming is very nervous.
What about this.
Hong Ming took out pills, magic weapons and fairy utensils from the storage ring to coax the child, but the child was still crying and couldn't stop.
I can't coax you!
This is helpless.
Hong Ming once led Hong Xuan.
When Hong Xuan was a child, he was just like a child. Even when Hong Ming just left, he was just like that. However, Hong Xuan was obedient. Although he was naughty and sleepy, he didn't have a big problem.
Even if they are sad, they seldom cry.
Hong Ming was in despair when the child began to cry.
Hurry up.
Coax for a long time, the child finally did not cry.
"I tore him up."
The child's face was sad.
Hong Ming looks at it and can't laugh or cry.
the child is talking about the futon on the ground.
Just when the child was thinking about it, he accidentally tore the futon on the ground.
Hong Ming slightly showed a wry smile, but he was more curious about what strange animal it was. It should be in his childhood. He accidentally tore up the top-grade magic weapon.
How many friars will be ashamed if this is spread out.
"It's OK. I'll refine it again."
Hong Ming picks up the futon and sprays out the fire of yin and Yang.
As soon as the fairy fire appeared, the child looked at it curiously.
Hong Ming is not good at refining weapons, but he also learned some when refining his own magic weapon. It's no problem to use his current cultivation to repair a top-quality magic weapon.
Luxury with a few pieces of fairy wood, and Futon is good.
"Brother is so powerful, can you teach me?"
"Can't you?"
Hong Mingwei has some doubts.
According to the truth, there should be inheritance in the blood of different animals, such as Hong Xuan. After he wakes up his blood, the blood message comes out, and Hong Xuan knows more than Hong Ming.
It's not a joke.
"No, I can't do anything."
The child was crying again.
Hong Ming had no choice but to explain to the child.
When we talk about the way of refining utensils, we have to talk about cultivation, and this child doesn't understand it.
This mysterious beast has never been cultivated.
Hong Ming was shocked.
"It's OK. You're so powerful without cultivation. If you wait for cultivation, you'll be even more powerful." Hong Ming comforted him and began to explain the way of cultivation.
The way of cultivation of monks is very simple, from practicing Qi, to building foundation, to golden elixir Then all the way to Chengxian.
Hong Ming can speak clearly.
But this beast is obviously not human. Hong Ming didn't say that.
It's about a more crude way of cultivation.
Refining and transforming Qi, refining and transforming spirit
Hongming's practice has been in the part of refining the spirit and returning to emptiness.
Hong Ming didn't understand this part of his cultivation, so he would not rashly tell the child. But the part of refining and transforming Qi and spirit is very detailed.
He talked about dozens of ways of cultivation.
Even the child was very curious and asked a lot.
Hong Ming didn't even hide the secret of the three mysteries.
This story has been going on for 4500 years.
Children practice slowly.
Hong Ming began to sacrifice and refine the immortal tools of his own life.
After entering the wasteland for such a long time, Hong Ming didn't sacrifice and refine the original immortal utensils, because he didn't find a suitable immortal material. However, the last time he got the Xiantian Hunyuan lotus seed, Hong Ming planted it.
Among the sun and moon gourds, the congenial Hunyuan lotus has taken root and sprouted for seven million years.
Seven million years later, the hybrid lotus has finally matured.
And on this Hunyuan lotus, there is a peculiar smell.Innate breath.
"Although it's just tainted with some innate Qi, it's much worse than the innate spirit material, but the effect is much better than the ordinary immortal material! I don't know how good it will be for future cultivation if we have this treasure here. "
There was a glimmer of satisfaction in Hong Ming's heart.
Originally, Hong Ming did not expect to get such a precious treasure.
Who knows by chance.
Hong Ming feels that his luck seems to be getting better.
"It's a pity that this congenital treasure can't continue to produce lotus seeds and produce the next generation."
Hong Ming feels a little pity.
This treasure belongs to nature.
There is a definite number.
So it's impossible to reproduce.
All the congenital treasures and creatures have a definite number, and can't reproduce indefinitely. Even after nearly five million years in the sun and moon gourd, the congenital Hunyuan lotus has not produced the next generation.
Take out this treasure, and Hong Ming begins to sacrifice directly.
There are lotus leaves, lotus pods, lotus petals and lotus stems.
But there is no lotus root.
Because the congenitally Hunyuan lotus does not draw strength from the earth, but from the heaven and earth, and even from the congenital Qi.
If you take this treasure apart, you can refine it into a magic elixir with terrifying effect, and you can refine it into many pieces of immortal utensils with infinite power.
However, Hong Ming directly refined this treasure into an immortal weapon.
It's a luxury.
But the effect is obvious.
The blood essence flies out and falls on the congenitally mixed lotus. Yuanying shows a trace of similarity and merges into the mixed lotus. Hongming's Yuanying spews out Yuanying's mysterious Qi and falls on the congenitally mixed lotus.
Congenitally Hunyuan lotus is slowly refined.
It took Hongming 1200 years to refine this immortal vessel.
After the sacrifice, Hong Ming put this life immortal into Dantian Qihai.
At this time in the congenital Hunyuan lotus, lotus petals are divided into ten colors, but the central position is a bright yellow. The original Hunyuan xuanhuanglian breathes the Xuanqi of heaven and earth from the void in the sea of Dantian Qi, and then disperses the congenital Hunyuan breath and a faint xuanhuang Qi.
This treasure can be cultivated by itself.
Hong Ming could even feel a faint consciousness in the treasure.
"If we continue to cultivate this treasure, it won't become a congenital spiritual treasure."
There was a flash of enthusiasm in Hong Ming's heart.
The four legged tripod, like a living creature, can speak and devour the innate spirit fire with infinite power.
It would be terrible if Hong Ming's immortal utensils could reach such a level.
Hong Ming continued to practice after the cultivation of this life immortal.
It's a slow process for Hong Ming to comprehend the great way, accumulate the inside information, and continue to improve his cultivation. He doesn't worry and practices day by day.
In the twinkling of an eye, five thousand years.
During this time, Hongshan's cultivation is very difficult.
After Hongming began to instruct, Hongshan began to practice.
Hong Ming originally thought that yihongshan's talent, cultivation to the immortal realm, is only a hundred years, a thousand years, who knows The part of refining and transforming Qi has been practiced for thousands of years.
Until the cultivation of Hongming's immortal utensils was successful and reached the level of top quality, Hongshan's cultivation did not make any progress.
It feels like Ten thousand years of refining.
"Little brother, I've achieved a lot in my cultivation. I've come to inherit Tianshan Mountain. I've got a good harvest. It's time to go down the mountain."
Hong Ming stood up to say goodbye.
Hongshan felt a little uncomfortable and was not happy with his head down.
"Well, with your talent, it's inevitable to become an immortal. After a few years, you and I will meet again in the fairyland."
Hong Ming began to persuade.
Hongshan nodded.
Although his temperament is still like a child, Hong Ming has told all about monks over the years. Hong Shan is much better than before.
Common sense is clear.
It's just no experience, no penetration.
"Brother, just a moment."
The child Hongshan thought, when he stepped on his feet, he went into the earth.
Hong Ming looks envious.
This place is bound by Chengtian mountain, so Hong Ming can't escape. However, Hongshan is gifted and easy to use.
It's a talent gap. It can't be compared.
Children go fast, come fast, just a stick of Kung Fu, children appear again.
"Brother Ming, this treasure should be useful for you."
The child put a stone in Hong Ming's hand.
Hong Ming didn't care, but he was surprised when he received the treasure.
The stone was extremely heavy, like thousands of mountains.If it wasn't for the great increase of Hong Ming's strength, he would not have been able to bear it.
The child threw down the stone, stepped on it and disappeared.
Hong Ming held the stone in both hands, and his face was shocked.
The spirit entered the stone, and the next moment, a strange scene appeared.
Among the stones, there is a world of earth.
The endless source of the earth, gathered into a mountain, vast, extensive, thick.
When Hong Ming saw this scene, he was stunned.
"This treasure Top grade Lingbao
The Lingbao Hong Ming saw was not one or two, but it was a little too scary.
In terms of power alone, this treasure is definitely a top-grade spiritual treasure.
As far as Hong Ming knows, it is rare in the upper world.
The mysterious immortals in the city of dead spirit are all the level of Taiqing mysterious immortals. They are not far from Jinxian, but there is only one top-grade spiritual treasure on them. They are already the strong ones in Taiqing mysterious immortals.
This Lingbao promotion is too much trouble.
Generally speaking, there is no room for selection.
"Thank you very much."
Hong Ming bowed gently to the place where the child left.
Then he went down the mountain and left.
Hong Ming himself taught the child to know everything and perform everything. He even taught the three secrets of refining weapons, which was regarded as kindness.
But Hong Ming didn't mean to ask for anything in return, he just had a good relationship.
It's not a small thing. Even though he hasn't made a breakthrough in refining gas for ten thousand years, his talent is even more terrifying. Hong Ming doesn't know what the reason is, but he is sure to show his kindness.
I'm not sure if I can meet you in fairyland after thousands of years.
Such as Hao Lianshan, Dongyu immortal, Zhou Tong and Gong Buwei.
Who knows, the treasure that this child takes out with one hand is top-grade spirit treasure unexpectedly.
On the contrary, Hong Ming is in debt.
But Hong Ming has to accept it.
In the original world, it is still evolving and needs the original power of Lingbao. Hong Ming will not be friendly.
Put this top-grade Lingbao into the original star world, and the chaotic runes and seal characters shine. The top-grade Lingbao still begins to melt slowly without any suspense, and the origin of earth, the most terrible one, emerges.
Ten Hunyuan stars rotate, and the earth stars quickly devour the origin of the earth and grow up at this moment.
Earth, wind, water, fire, these four kinds of origin stars have been extremely broad, can support this side of heaven and earth.
The other origin stars are obviously worse.
"Six more treasures are needed!"
Hong Ming lamented from the bottom of his heart.
……
It's much easier to go down than to go up.
After seven thousand years, Hong Ming finally came to the foot of the mountain.
It took nearly 30000 years for the trip to Tianshan Mountain to come and go.
Even Hong Ming's trip is fruitful.
Looking at Chengtian mountain, Hong Ming turns and leaves.
Just as Hong Ming left, a small figure appeared at the foot of the mountain, waved his hand in the direction of Hong Ming's departure, and then disappeared quickly.
Leaving Chengtian mountain, Hong Ming goes southwest.
Along the way, Hong Ming was no longer in a hurry to practice.
It's trying to understand the state of enlightenment.
Everything between heaven and earth seems to be in my heart. All kinds of runes between heaven and earth are influenced by myself. Everything moves with my heart.
This state of enlightenment is extraordinary.
It's a pity that even if Hong Ming had such a feeling, he still couldn't get started when he tried again.
This realm of enlightenment is too difficult.
Hong Ming no longer evades the line, but steps on the earth, the God enters the sky.
Slowly feeling.
Along the way, frost, wind, lightning
All kinds of tribulations are like the spring breeze. Hong Ming doesn't care at all.
Three thousand years later, Hong Ming is on his way, and more than ten dodging lights flash in front of him. Among the dodging lights, a monk with blood light and shadow appears. The blood light spreads all around his body and comes all the way.
All the creatures on the road, all the life and blood in an instant, vanishing.
At this time, Hong Ming felt the slightest change.
WOW!
The blood spread to Hong Ming.
But at this moment, Hong Ming stepped on the ground and flew directly into the air, hitting Xueying with a fist.
The blood shadow wanted to escape, but at this moment, the road of heaven and earth around seemed to have changed, which affected the technique of escape. It could not escape. Under one blow, the blood shadow turned into blood and spread on the ground.
After one punch, Hong Ming stood in the same place and slowly realized.
Whoo! Whoo!
Soon he met dunguang and flew over.More than ten of them are immortals.
After seeing the blood here, I surrounded Hong Ming.
"Taoist Li didn't take away this man."
Said a fairy.
"Maybe, but it doesn't look like it!"
The fairy answered.
A group of people were furious.
Hong Ming wakes up from his feelings, with a helpless face:
"this man has been killed by me, you go!"
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"Is this a born beast?"
Hong Ming guessed from the bottom of his heart.
The child looked at Hong Ming with a worried look.
Hong Ming smiles and says: "every living creature has a name, for example, my name is Hong Ming, my surname is Hong, and my name is Ming."
Hong Ming stretched out his hand and wrote down his name on the ground.
"You can give yourself a name."
Hong Ming asked again.
The boy's face was puzzled. After thinking about it, he grabbed the futon with both hands and broke it.
"Yes, yes, it's called Hong Hongshan
"Well?"
Hong Ming was stunned, and then nodded:
"Hongshan, yes, although the name is simple, it has a strong atmosphere and massiness."
Hong Ming said and laughed.
When the child heard this, he immediately relaxed. It's just that when I come back, the children are suffering.
Hong Ming is very nervous.
What about this.
Hong Ming took out pills, magic weapons and fairy utensils from the storage ring to coax the child, but the child was still crying and couldn't stop.
I can't coax you!
This is helpless.
Hong Ming once led Hong Xuan.
When Hong Xuan was a child, he was just like a child. Even when Hong Ming just left, he was just like that. However, Hong Xuan was obedient. Although he was naughty and sleepy, he didn't have a big problem.
Even if they are sad, they seldom cry.
Hong Ming was in despair when the child began to cry.
Hurry up.
Coax for a long time, the child finally did not cry.
"I tore him up."
The child's face was sad.
Hong Ming looks at it and can't laugh or cry.
the child is talking about the futon on the ground.
Just when the child was thinking about it, he accidentally tore the futon on the ground.
Hong Ming slightly showed a wry smile, but he was more curious about what strange animal it was. It should be in his childhood. He accidentally tore up the top-grade magic weapon.
How many friars will be ashamed if this is spread out.
"It's OK. I'll refine it again."
Hong Ming picks up the futon and sprays out the fire of yin and Yang.
As soon as the fairy fire appeared, the child looked at it curiously.
Hong Ming is not good at refining weapons, but he also learned some when refining his own magic weapon. It's no problem to use his current cultivation to repair a top-quality magic weapon.
Luxury with a few pieces of fairy wood, and Futon is good.
"Brother is so powerful, can you teach me?"
"Can't you?"
Hong Mingwei has some doubts.
According to the truth, there should be inheritance in the blood of different animals, such as Hong Xuan. After he wakes up his blood, the blood message comes out, and Hong Xuan knows more than Hong Ming.
It's not a joke.
"No, I can't do anything."
The child was crying again.
Hong Ming had no choice but to explain to the child.
When we talk about the way of refining utensils, we have to talk about cultivation, and this child doesn't understand it.
This mysterious beast has never been cultivated.
Hong Ming was shocked.
"It's OK. You're so powerful without cultivation. If you wait for cultivation, you'll be even more powerful." Hong Ming comforted him and began to explain the way of cultivation.
The way of cultivation of monks is very simple, from practicing Qi, to building foundation, to golden elixir Then all the way to Chengxian.
Hong Ming can speak clearly.
But this beast is obviously not human. Hong Ming didn't say that.
It's about a more crude way of cultivation.
Refining and transforming Qi, refining and transforming spirit
Hongming's practice has been in the part of refining the spirit and returning to emptiness.
Hong Ming didn't understand this part of his cultivation, so he would not rashly tell the child. But the part of refining and transforming Qi and spirit is very detailed.
He talked about dozens of ways of cultivation.
Even the child was very curious and asked a lot.
Hong Ming didn't even hide the secret of the three mysteries.
This story has been going on for 4500 years.
Children practice slowly.
Hong Ming began to sacrifice and refine the immortal tools of his own life.
After entering the wasteland for such a long time, Hong Ming didn't sacrifice and refine the original immortal utensils, because he didn't find a suitable immortal material. However, the last time he got the Xiantian Hunyuan lotus seed, Hong Ming planted it.
Among the sun and moon gourds, the congenial Hunyuan lotus has taken root and sprouted for seven million years.
Seven million years later, the hybrid lotus has finally matured.
And on this Hunyuan lotus, there is a peculiar smell.Innate breath.
"Although it's just tainted with some innate Qi, it's much worse than the innate spirit material, but the effect is much better than the ordinary immortal material! I don't know how good it will be for future cultivation if we have this treasure here. "
There was a glimmer of satisfaction in Hong Ming's heart.
Originally, Hong Ming did not expect to get such a precious treasure.
Who knows by chance.
Hong Ming feels that his luck seems to be getting better.
"It's a pity that this congenital treasure can't continue to produce lotus seeds and produce the next generation."
Hong Ming feels a little pity.
This treasure belongs to nature.
There is a definite number.
So it's impossible to reproduce.
All the congenital treasures and creatures have a definite number, and can't reproduce indefinitely. Even after nearly five million years in the sun and moon gourd, the congenital Hunyuan lotus has not produced the next generation.
Take out this treasure, and Hong Ming begins to sacrifice directly.
There are lotus leaves, lotus pods, lotus petals and lotus stems.
But there is no lotus root.
Because the congenitally Hunyuan lotus does not draw strength from the earth, but from the heaven and earth, and even from the congenital Qi.
If you take this treasure apart, you can refine it into a magic elixir with terrifying effect, and you can refine it into many pieces of immortal utensils with infinite power.
However, Hong Ming directly refined this treasure into an immortal weapon.
It's a luxury.
But the effect is obvious.
The blood essence flies out and falls on the congenitally mixed lotus. Yuanying shows a trace of similarity and merges into the mixed lotus. Hongming's Yuanying spews out Yuanying's mysterious Qi and falls on the congenitally mixed lotus.
Congenitally Hunyuan lotus is slowly refined.
It took Hongming 1200 years to refine this immortal vessel.
After the sacrifice, Hong Ming put this life immortal into Dantian Qihai.
At this time in the congenital Hunyuan lotus, lotus petals are divided into ten colors, but the central position is a bright yellow. The original Hunyuan xuanhuanglian breathes the Xuanqi of heaven and earth from the void in the sea of Dantian Qi, and then disperses the congenital Hunyuan breath and a faint xuanhuang Qi.
This treasure can be cultivated by itself.
Hong Ming could even feel a faint consciousness in the treasure.
"If we continue to cultivate this treasure, it won't become a congenital spiritual treasure."
There was a flash of enthusiasm in Hong Ming's heart.
The four legged tripod, like a living creature, can speak and devour the innate spirit fire with infinite power.
It would be terrible if Hong Ming's immortal utensils could reach such a level.
Hong Ming continued to practice after the cultivation of this life immortal.
It's a slow process for Hong Ming to comprehend the great way, accumulate the inside information, and continue to improve his cultivation. He doesn't worry and practices day by day.
In the twinkling of an eye, five thousand years.
During this time, Hongshan's cultivation is very difficult.
After Hongming began to instruct, Hongshan began to practice.
Hong Ming originally thought that yihongshan's talent, cultivation to the immortal realm, is only a hundred years, a thousand years, who knows The part of refining and transforming Qi has been practiced for thousands of years.
Until the cultivation of Hongming's immortal utensils was successful and reached the level of top quality, Hongshan's cultivation did not make any progress.
It feels like Ten thousand years of refining.
"Little brother, I've achieved a lot in my cultivation. I've come to inherit Tianshan Mountain. I've got a good harvest. It's time to go down the mountain."
Hong Ming stood up to say goodbye.
Hongshan felt a little uncomfortable and was not happy with his head down.
"Well, with your talent, it's inevitable to become an immortal. After a few years, you and I will meet again in the fairyland."
Hong Ming began to persuade.
Hongshan nodded.
Although his temperament is still like a child, Hong Ming has told all about monks over the years. Hong Shan is much better than before.
Common sense is clear.
It's just no experience, no penetration.
"Brother, just a moment."
The child Hongshan thought, when he stepped on his feet, he went into the earth.
Hong Ming looks envious.
This place is bound by Chengtian mountain, so Hong Ming can't escape. However, Hongshan is gifted and easy to use.
It's a talent gap. It can't be compared.
Children go fast, come fast, just a stick of Kung Fu, children appear again.
"Brother Ming, this treasure should be useful for you."
The child put a stone in Hong Ming's hand.
Hong Ming didn't care, but he was surprised when he received the treasure.
The stone was extremely heavy, like thousands of mountains.If it wasn't for the great increase of Hong Ming's strength, he would not have been able to bear it.
The child threw down the stone, stepped on it and disappeared.
Hong Ming held the stone in both hands, and his face was shocked.
The spirit entered the stone, and the next moment, a strange scene appeared.
Among the stones, there is a world of earth.
The endless source of the earth, gathered into a mountain, vast, extensive, thick.
When Hong Ming saw this scene, he was stunned.
"This treasure Top grade Lingbao
The Lingbao Hong Ming saw was not one or two, but it was a little too scary.
In terms of power alone, this treasure is definitely a top-grade spiritual treasure.
As far as Hong Ming knows, it is rare in the upper world.
The mysterious immortals in the city of dead spirit are all the level of Taiqing mysterious immortals. They are not far from Jinxian, but there is only one top-grade spiritual treasure on them. They are already the strong ones in Taiqing mysterious immortals.
This Lingbao promotion is too much trouble.
Generally speaking, there is no room for selection.
"Thank you very much."
Hong Ming bowed gently to the place where the child left.
Then he went down the mountain and left.
Hong Ming himself taught the child to know everything and perform everything. He even taught the three secrets of refining weapons, which was regarded as kindness.
But Hong Ming didn't mean to ask for anything in return, he just had a good relationship.
It's not a small thing. Even though he hasn't made a breakthrough in refining gas for ten thousand years, his talent is even more terrifying. Hong Ming doesn't know what the reason is, but he is sure to show his kindness.
I'm not sure if I can meet you in fairyland after thousands of years.
Such as Hao Lianshan, Dongyu immortal, Zhou Tong and Gong Buwei.
Who knows, the treasure that this child takes out with one hand is top-grade spirit treasure unexpectedly.
On the contrary, Hong Ming is in debt.
But Hong Ming has to accept it.
In the original world, it is still evolving and needs the original power of Lingbao. Hong Ming will not be friendly.
Put this top-grade Lingbao into the original star world, and the chaotic runes and seal characters shine. The top-grade Lingbao still begins to melt slowly without any suspense, and the origin of earth, the most terrible one, emerges.
Ten Hunyuan stars rotate, and the earth stars quickly devour the origin of the earth and grow up at this moment.
Earth, wind, water, fire, these four kinds of origin stars have been extremely broad, can support this side of heaven and earth.
The other origin stars are obviously worse.
"Six more treasures are needed!"
Hong Ming lamented from the bottom of his heart.
……
It's much easier to go down than to go up.
After seven thousand years, Hong Ming finally came to the foot of the mountain.
It took nearly 30000 years for the trip to Tianshan Mountain to come and go.
Even Hong Ming's trip is fruitful.
Looking at Chengtian mountain, Hong Ming turns and leaves.
Just as Hong Ming left, a small figure appeared at the foot of the mountain, waved his hand in the direction of Hong Ming's departure, and then disappeared quickly.
Leaving Chengtian mountain, Hong Ming goes southwest.
Along the way, Hong Ming was no longer in a hurry to practice.
It's trying to understand the state of enlightenment.
Everything between heaven and earth seems to be in my heart. All kinds of runes between heaven and earth are influenced by myself. Everything moves with my heart.
This state of enlightenment is extraordinary.
It's a pity that even if Hong Ming had such a feeling, he still couldn't get started when he tried again.
This realm of enlightenment is too difficult.
Hong Ming no longer evades the line, but steps on the earth, the God enters the sky.
Slowly feeling.
Along the way, frost, wind, lightning
All kinds of tribulations are like the spring breeze. Hong Ming doesn't care at all.
Three thousand years later, Hong Ming is on his way, and more than ten dodging lights flash in front of him. Among the dodging lights, a monk with blood light and shadow appears. The blood light spreads all around his body and comes all the way.
All the creatures on the road, all the life and blood in an instant, vanishing.
At this time, Hong Ming felt the slightest change.
WOW!
The blood spread to Hong Ming.
But at this moment, Hong Ming stepped on the ground and flew directly into the air, hitting Xueying with a fist.
The blood shadow wanted to escape, but at this moment, the road of heaven and earth around seemed to have changed, which affected the technique of escape. It could not escape. Under one blow, the blood shadow turned into blood and spread on the ground.
After one punch, Hong Ming stood in the same place and slowly realized.
Whoo! Whoo!
Soon he met dunguang and flew over.More than ten of them are immortals.
After seeing the blood here, I surrounded Hong Ming.
"Taoist Li didn't take away this man."
Said a fairy.
"Maybe, but it doesn't look like it!"
The fairy answered.
A group of people were furious.
Hong Ming wakes up from his feelings, with a helpless face:
"this man has been killed by me, you go!"
"Is this a born beast?" Hong Ming guessed from the bottom of his heart. The child looked at Hong Ming with a worried look. Hong Ming smiles and says: "every living creature has a name, for example, my name is Hong Ming, my surname is Hong, and my name is Ming." Hong Ming stretched out his hand and wrote down his name on the ground. "You can give yourself a name." Hong Ming asked again. The boy's face was puzzled. After thinking about it, he grabbed the futon with both hands and broke it. "Yes, yes, it's called Hong Hongshan "Well?" Hong Ming was stunned, and then nodded: "Hongshan, yes, although the name is simple, it has a strong atmosphere and massiness." Hong Ming said and laughed. When the child heard this, he immediately relaxed. It's just that when I come back, the children are suffering. Hong Ming is very nervous. What about this. Hong Ming took out pills, magic weapons and fairy utensils from the storage ring to coax the child, but the child was still crying and couldn't stop. I can't coax you! This is helpless. Hong Ming once led Hong Xuan. When Hong Xuan was a child, he was just like a child. Even when Hong Ming just left, he was just like that. However, Hong Xuan was obedient. Although he was naughty and sleepy, he didn't have a big problem. Even if they are sad, they seldom cry. Hong Ming was in despair when the child began to cry. Hurry up. Coax for a long time, the child finally did not cry. "I tore him up." The child's face was sad. Hong Ming looks at it and can't laugh or cry. the child is talking about the futon on the ground. Just when the child was thinking about it, he accidentally tore the futon on the ground. Hong Ming slightly showed a wry smile, but he was more curious about what strange animal it was. It should be in his childhood. He accidentally tore up the top-grade magic weapon. How many friars will be ashamed if this is spread out. "It's OK. I'll refine it again." Hong Ming picks up the futon and sprays out the fire of yin and Yang. As soon as the fairy fire appeared, the child looked at it curiously. Hong Ming is not good at refining weapons, but he also learned some when refining his own magic weapon. It's no problem to use his current cultivation to repair a top-quality magic weapon. Luxury with a few pieces of fairy wood, and Futon is good. "Brother is so powerful, can you teach me?" "Can't you?" Hong Mingwei has some doubts. According to the truth, there should be inheritance in the blood of different animals, such as Hong Xuan. After he wakes up his blood, the blood message comes out, and Hong Xuan knows more than Hong Ming. It's not a joke. "No, I can't do anything." The child was crying again. Hong Ming had no choice but to explain to the child. When we talk about the way of refining utensils, we have to talk about cultivation, and this child doesn't understand it. This mysterious beast has never been cultivated. Hong Ming was shocked. "It's OK. You're so powerful without cultivation. If you wait for cultivation, you'll be even more powerful." Hong Ming comforted him and began to explain the way of cultivation. The way of cultivation of monks is very simple, from practicing Qi, to building foundation, to golden elixir Then all the way to Chengxian. Hong Ming can speak clearly. But this beast is obviously not human. Hong Ming didn't say that. It's about a more crude way of cultivation. Refining and transforming Qi, refining and transforming spirit Hongming's practice has been in the part of refining the spirit and returning to emptiness. Hong Ming didn't understand this part of his cultivation, so he would not rashly tell the child. But the part of refining and transforming Qi and spirit is very detailed. He talked about dozens of ways of cultivation. Even the child was very curious and asked a lot. Hong Ming didn't even hide the secret of the three mysteries. This story has been going on for 4500 years. Children practice slowly. Hong Ming began to sacrifice and refine the immortal tools of his own life. After entering the wasteland for such a long time, Hong Ming didn't sacrifice and refine the original immortal utensils, because he didn't find a suitable immortal material. However, the last time he got the Xiantian Hunyuan lotus seed, Hong Ming planted it. Among the sun and moon gourds, the congenial Hunyuan lotus has taken root and sprouted for seven million years. Seven million years later, the hybrid lotus has finally matured. And on this Hunyuan lotus, there is a peculiar smell.Innate breath. "Although it's just tainted with some innate Qi, it's much worse than the innate spirit material, but the effect is much better than the ordinary immortal material! I don't know how good it will be for future cultivation if we have this treasure here. " There was a glimmer of satisfaction in Hong Ming's heart. Originally, Hong Ming did not expect to get such a precious treasure. Who knows by chance. Hong Ming feels that his luck seems to be getting better. "It's a pity that this congenital treasure can't continue to produce lotus seeds and produce the next generation." Hong Ming feels a little pity. This treasure belongs to nature. There is a definite number. So it's impossible to reproduce. All the congenital treasures and creatures have a definite number, and can't reproduce indefinitely. Even after nearly five million years in the sun and moon gourd, the congenital Hunyuan lotus has not produced the next generation. Take out this treasure, and Hong Ming begins to sacrifice directly. There are lotus leaves, lotus pods, lotus petals and lotus stems. But there is no lotus root. Because the congenitally Hunyuan lotus does not draw strength from the earth, but from the heaven and earth, and even from the congenital Qi. If you take this treasure apart, you can refine it into a magic elixir with terrifying effect, and you can refine it into many pieces of immortal utensils with infinite power. However, Hong Ming directly refined this treasure into an immortal weapon. It's a luxury. But the effect is obvious. The blood essence flies out and falls on the congenitally mixed lotus. Yuanying shows a trace of similarity and merges into the mixed lotus. Hongming's Yuanying spews out Yuanying's mysterious Qi and falls on the congenitally mixed lotus. Congenitally Hunyuan lotus is slowly refined. It took Hongming 1200 years to refine this immortal vessel. After the sacrifice, Hong Ming put this life immortal into Dantian Qihai. At this time in the congenital Hunyuan lotus, lotus petals are divided into ten colors, but the central position is a bright yellow. The original Hunyuan xuanhuanglian breathes the Xuanqi of heaven and earth from the void in the sea of Dantian Qi, and then disperses the congenital Hunyuan breath and a faint xuanhuang Qi. This treasure can be cultivated by itself. Hong Ming could even feel a faint consciousness in the treasure. "If we continue to cultivate this treasure, it won't become a congenital spiritual treasure." There was a flash of enthusiasm in Hong Ming's heart. The four legged tripod, like a living creature, can speak and devour the innate spirit fire with infinite power. It would be terrible if Hong Ming's immortal utensils could reach such a level. Hong Ming continued to practice after the cultivation of this life immortal. It's a slow process for Hong Ming to comprehend the great way, accumulate the inside information, and continue to improve his cultivation. He doesn't worry and practices day by day. In the twinkling of an eye, five thousand years. During this time, Hongshan's cultivation is very difficult. After Hongming began to instruct, Hongshan began to practice. Hong Ming originally thought that yihongshan's talent, cultivation to the immortal realm, is only a hundred years, a thousand years, who knows The part of refining and transforming Qi has been practiced for thousands of years. Until the cultivation of Hongming's immortal utensils was successful and reached the level of top quality, Hongshan's cultivation did not make any progress. It feels like Ten thousand years of refining. "Little brother, I've achieved a lot in my cultivation. I've come to inherit Tianshan Mountain. I've got a good harvest. It's time to go down the mountain." Hong Ming stood up to say goodbye. Hongshan felt a little uncomfortable and was not happy with his head down. "Well, with your talent, it's inevitable to become an immortal. After a few years, you and I will meet again in the fairyland." Hong Ming began to persuade. Hongshan nodded. Although his temperament is still like a child, Hong Ming has told all about monks over the years. Hong Shan is much better than before. Common sense is clear. It's just no experience, no penetration. "Brother, just a moment." The child Hongshan thought, when he stepped on his feet, he went into the earth. Hong Ming looks envious. This place is bound by Chengtian mountain, so Hong Ming can't escape. However, Hongshan is gifted and easy to use. It's a talent gap. It can't be compared. Children go fast, come fast, just a stick of Kung Fu, children appear again. "Brother Ming, this treasure should be useful for you." The child put a stone in Hong Ming's hand. Hong Ming didn't care, but he was surprised when he received the treasure. The stone was extremely heavy, like thousands of mountains.If it wasn't for the great increase of Hong Ming's strength, he would not have been able to bear it. The child threw down the stone, stepped on it and disappeared. Hong Ming held the stone in both hands, and his face was shocked. The spirit entered the stone, and the next moment, a strange scene appeared. Among the stones, there is a world of earth. The endless source of the earth, gathered into a mountain, vast, extensive, thick. When Hong Ming saw this scene, he was stunned. "This treasure Top grade Lingbao The Lingbao Hong Ming saw was not one or two, but it was a little too scary. In terms of power alone, this treasure is definitely a top-grade spiritual treasure. As far as Hong Ming knows, it is rare in the upper world. The mysterious immortals in the city of dead spirit are all the level of Taiqing mysterious immortals. They are not far from Jinxian, but there is only one top-grade spiritual treasure on them. They are already the strong ones in Taiqing mysterious immortals. This Lingbao promotion is too much trouble. Generally speaking, there is no room for selection. "Thank you very much." Hong Ming bowed gently to the place where the child left. Then he went down the mountain and left. Hong Ming himself taught the child to know everything and perform everything. He even taught the three secrets of refining weapons, which was regarded as kindness. But Hong Ming didn't mean to ask for anything in return, he just had a good relationship. It's not a small thing. Even though he hasn't made a breakthrough in refining gas for ten thousand years, his talent is even more terrifying. Hong Ming doesn't know what the reason is, but he is sure to show his kindness. I'm not sure if I can meet you in fairyland after thousands of years. Such as Hao Lianshan, Dongyu immortal, Zhou Tong and Gong Buwei. Who knows, the treasure that this child takes out with one hand is top-grade spirit treasure unexpectedly. On the contrary, Hong Ming is in debt. But Hong Ming has to accept it. In the original world, it is still evolving and needs the original power of Lingbao. Hong Ming will not be friendly. Put this top-grade Lingbao into the original star world, and the chaotic runes and seal characters shine. The top-grade Lingbao still begins to melt slowly without any suspense, and the origin of earth, the most terrible one, emerges. Ten Hunyuan stars rotate, and the earth stars quickly devour the origin of the earth and grow up at this moment. Earth, wind, water, fire, these four kinds of origin stars have been extremely broad, can support this side of heaven and earth. The other origin stars are obviously worse. "Six more treasures are needed!" Hong Ming lamented from the bottom of his heart. It's much easier to go down than to go up. After seven thousand years, Hong Ming finally came to the foot of the mountain. It took nearly 30000 years for the trip to Tianshan Mountain to come and go. Even Hong Ming's trip is fruitful. Looking at Chengtian mountain, Hong Ming turns and leaves. Just as Hong Ming left, a small figure appeared at the foot of the mountain, waved his hand in the direction of Hong Ming's departure, and then disappeared quickly. Leaving Chengtian mountain, Hong Ming goes southwest. Along the way, Hong Ming was no longer in a hurry to practice. It's trying to understand the state of enlightenment. Everything between heaven and earth seems to be in my heart. All kinds of runes between heaven and earth are influenced by myself. Everything moves with my heart. This state of enlightenment is extraordinary. It's a pity that even if Hong Ming had such a feeling, he still couldn't get started when he tried again. This realm of enlightenment is too difficult. Hong Ming no longer evades the line, but steps on the earth, the God enters the sky. Slowly feeling. Along the way, frost, wind, lightning All kinds of tribulations are like the spring breeze. Hong Ming doesn't care at all. Three thousand years later, Hong Ming is on his way, and more than ten dodging lights flash in front of him. Among the dodging lights, a monk with blood light and shadow appears. The blood light spreads all around his body and comes all the way. All the creatures on the road, all the life and blood in an instant, vanishing. At this time, Hong Ming felt the slightest change. WOW! The blood spread to Hong Ming. But at this moment, Hong Ming stepped on the ground and flew directly into the air, hitting Xueying with a fist. The blood shadow wanted to escape, but at this moment, the road of heaven and earth around seemed to have changed, which affected the technique of escape. It could not escape. Under one blow, the blood shadow turned into blood and spread on the ground. After one punch, Hong Ming stood in the same place and slowly realized. Whoo! Whoo! Soon he met dunguang and flew over.More than ten of them are immortals. After seeing the blood here, I surrounded Hong Ming. "Taoist Li didn't take away this man." Said a fairy. "Maybe, but it doesn't look like it!" The fairy answered. A group of people were furious. Hong Ming wakes up from his feelings, with a helpless face: "this man has been killed by me, you go!"
