MTL - World of Cultivation-~ Section 18 soup

Section 18 soup

In the quiet room, left and right.

He is desperately cultivating [the sacred refining god], **** [the sacred refining god]!

Damn Pu Yao!

He cursed this metamorphosis countless times. He violently walked last night and was brutally suppressed. His knowledge was again hit hard and he was beaten beyond recognition by the Pu Yao. The result of the ignorance of the gods is the pain of the heart. Under this circumstance, he does not need to be urged by the Pu Yao, and he has to work hard to cultivate the sacred god.

The calmest left is crying and tears. That night, I shouldn’t go to Lingtian. When I think of the Pu Yao, the chill and the demon that can seep into the bones is like a snake that is slowly getting into his trouser legs. The involuntary fear spreads throughout the body.

The suppression last night also made him deeply aware of the gap that the two sides could not overcome.

A powerful, perverted madman!

Zuo Mo can already predict that his future will be dark.

This has not been well received from the beginning. From the beginning of the Black Sea to the Jianqi, his own gods were injured, and then he went to the camp, step by step, and he struggled to become the lamb to be slaughtered under his claws.

Poor self, I thought that I only lived in a bad-tempered neighbor, but I did not expect it to be an evil demon.

If it is only doubts before, then he is 100% sure that Pu is a demon, who is so evil besides the demon?

Wake up in a faint, like the beginning of chaos, left Mo to open his eyes, gently spit out the tone that has been turning in the body.

This breath is long and long, and when it spits out, it condenses like an arrow.

Zuo Mo’s heart is slightly safe, and this [fetal refinement] is really magical, and the pain of the gods has to be reduced a lot. Moreover, he can clearly feel that the knowledge of God has gradually stabilized. Last night, the Pu Yao was only slightly fingered, and the consciousness of Zuo Mo was almost broken.

[Children's interest in refining the gods] I don't know where it came from, the language is difficult to understand, the syntax used, and the jade that was bought by Zuo Mo, who spent a lot of effort, barely read the first article.

He didn't want to ask the Pu Yao in the past, the lessons of blood and tears told him that he wanted to take advantage of the hand, so he was waiting to be killed.

The first one is called "Definite God", which is about how to calm down and stabilize the gods.

This is exactly what Zuo Mou needs most, continuous injuries, his knowledge is almost fragmented, and if he does not fix it, he is very likely to fall into madness. As for the plucking of the Pu Yao, it means that a complete fetal interest can be completed.

Fetal interest is the core of the "Sacrifice and Refining God", and it is also the most basic method of cultivation. It is also a method of breathing and breathing that has never been heard before. It is said to be derived from the human breath in the fetus. It does not breathe through the nose and mouth. Instead, it needs to use the whole body pores, the gas is silk, a little inhaled, and scattered into the body. Hundreds of small airflows flow through the body, collect, and spit out from the nose and mouth.

The acupuncture points of the human body are like the stars of the universe, countless, the mouth and nose are the largest, and the acupoints are second, and the most are the tiny holes that are invisible and scattered throughout the body.

Zuo Mo was very curious. When he founded this predecessor, he thought of such an incredible method. Sure enough, the matter is gathered together, and the heart of the demon madman is also abnormal.

He still can't complete a complete fetal interest.

The words of Pu Yao are not intimidating, and there is a clear record in "The Fetus of the Fetus". In the past few days, he still used his nose and mouth to breathe. No matter what, he first stabilized his knowledge. The gods are unstable, and the pain is from time to time, it is enough to kill the left.

However, when Zuo Mo’s knowledge is slightly stabilized, he must face a problem, how to complete a fetus. It is a sign of the entry of the "Spirit of the Fetus".

The three-month period is like a shadow in his heart.

When I think of Pu Yao, when I talk about torture, the crazy light shining in my eyes. Zuo Mo is sure that if he really faces a **** back within three months and does not reach a state of dying, Pu Yao will be interested in admiring the scene he is unwilling to live.

A tragic life!

Left Mo gnashed his teeth and repeatedly cursed the **** in his heart, burning in anger.

Suddenly, a message from the side of the voice caught his attention.

"After the price increase in Linggu last month, the price of Linggu in this month rose again, and the demand for high-grade Linggu Valley increased greatly, which also drove the price increase of low-grade Linggu..."

He is a spirit, Ling Valley prices are rising! This is undoubtedly the best news he has heard these days.

Pu Yao suddenly came out: "It's very interesting."

The left eye was stunned, and it took me a long time to react, pointing to the Pu Yao language: "How can you run out?"

Pu Yao stunned his crimson right eye: "I, why can't I run out?"

"You can't just know the sea?" Zuo Mo asked dumbly.

"Who told you?" Pu demon turned his face and asked.

Left no words, but I can't help but lament. It seems that I don't even have the last chip. It turns out that people can really move...

Pu Yao listened for a while and yawned: "Hey, it seems to be fighting."

"Hiccups?" Left is not clear.

Pu Yao did not explain, just put the sound in his hands, understatement: "This thing was given to me." The voice did not fall, and the person disappeared with the voice.

"Dead slut!" Zuo Mo's roar echoed in the empty courtyard.

At this moment, suddenly he heard someone knocking at the door.

Left Mo is strange, who is it? Usually no one will run to him. Run over, open the door, and pitifully stand outside the door.

She held a pottery in her hand and saw Zuo Mo. The body suddenly shrank backwards and shouted: "Brother."

"What's the problem?" Zuo Mo has a good tone for this little trouble. I don't know why, every time he sees the expression on his face, he can't control his tone.

"No, no!" The little fruit shook like a rattle, and quickly replied: "The little fruit is to send things to the brothers. The last time the brothers helped Xiaoguo, Xiaoguo has not thanked the brothers."

As she spoke, she had a small mouth and a mist rising in her eyes. She said with a crying voice: "There is no spar in the small fruit..."

When I saw that the head was wrong, Zuo Mo quickly shouted: "Stop!"

Xiaoguo was scared and shrank backwards, but the crying sound disappeared immediately.

She carefully placed the clay pot in front of Zuo Mo, and then jumped back like a rabbit. She glanced at the left and glanced with courage: "This is the soup of Xiaoguoyu, brother... brother, you take a drink, just drink a bit..."

When she hadn't finished talking, she was incoherent, her face was almost rushing and bleeding, and she couldn't help it anymore. She turned her face and ran away.

After running for dozens of steps, she suddenly stopped, hesitated, turned and shouted: "Brother, if it is really bad, you... you will dump it..."

Zuo Mo looked at the small fruit disappeared, then looked at the clay pot in front of the heel and leaned over to pick it up.

The soup is still warm.

Take the pot and take a sip, the soup is very strong and fragrant.

"It tastes good." Zuo Mo said to himself, snoring and drinking, and turned to prepare to carry the empty cans back to the room.

Pu Yao suddenly came out, scarlet like a snake letter tongue can not help but licked his lips, eyes staring at the direction of the disappearance of small fruit: "a good little girl."

Zuo Mo looked at him.

Pu Yao turned his handsome face, this time like a very bungee cat, the deep red eyes flashed: "Good luck, this little girl's meat must be very fresh and delicious."

Zuo Mo Boran was furious and raised his hand to the empty deer carrying the right hand to the Pu Yao.

Hey, the earthen jars are split and the pieces are splashed.

"roll!"

Thousands of blessing boats are moored in the void.

Li Xianer looked out at the green moon star outside the window, and the delicate double eyebrows wrinkled into a group: "It seems to be run by the little demon. Uncle Akino, is there any reply in the door?"

Akino real people shook their heads: "Miss, the demons under the refining demon tower are only afraid of thousands of them, and the ages are too long to be examined. They are mostly in the battle of 3,000 years, and they are shackled by the predecessors. These demons are mostly The mana of Heaven is hard to kill, and it is suppressed under the refining tower, with a view to refining and refining. I did not expect that these demons, stubborn, three thousand years of refining, there are still survivors!"

Li Xianer reveals the color of fascination: "Three thousand years ago, this door was so powerful!"

Akino’s real people said with a sigh of relief: “There is no more than this door. Three thousand years ago, the various factions in the cultivator world were far stronger than today. In the past, the demon squadron was 100,000, but it was also rushed out by the predecessors. It is this battle, the cultivator Only laid the status of today."

Immediately, it reveals a pity: "However, the demon is almost completely wiped out by a net, but the repairers were also badly hurt, and the masters were saved. Many sects fell in that battle, and countless hearts were lost. Three thousand years passed, repair The world is still unable to restore the grandeur of the year. However, compared to us, the demon has been hit harder. In these years, have you seen that they have broken through the **** world?"

Li Xianer listened to God, although it was all the history she knew, but every time she listened, she still let her leisurely.

"Grandpa told me to go back." She whispered her mouth and was reluctant to say: "I finally got a chance to come out. It didn't take long before I rushed people back. The little demon is not yet caught, so I have to go back." Wait until I catch the little demon and go back."

The real person of Akino saw her face innocent, and her face could not help but flash a hint of favor, but she still advised: "Miss, the head reminds me to go back, it is estimated that there is something."

"What can be done?" She snorted: "It is estimated which martial art is coming. Grandpa is very keen on those sword repairs recently. People hate sword repairs, and they are arrogant and rude."

Akino’s real person smiled and said: “Miss, wasn’t I having a good time with a sword repair some time ago?”

"The fun fool you said, who said that he is a sword repair?" Li Xianer was not convinced.

"Tianyuejie is the site of Jianxiu. Of the ten people here, nine are sword repairs."

"Maybe he is the one." Li Xianer argued, she suddenly showed distressed look: "Go back, I can't use Xiao Qianhe, I finally found a funny person, and I didn't have to play."

Seeing her look sad, Akino’s real heart can’t bear it: “If Miss is like it, if I set up a transmission array in Tianyuejie, I will send a disciple to stay behind. The young lady’s thousand-leader can be sent from the transmission array. Just come over, Thousands of cranes will find him."

Li Xianer rejoiced: "Uncle Akino is the best! Hey, he estimates that the paper crane of Xianer is an ordinary Xiaohe crane."

In the heart of Akano’s real life, he was relieved and smiled. “The young lady who created the young lady, the elders in the door are also greatly admired.”

Li Xianer proudly pouted his mouth: "That is!"