Wu Dong Qian Kun Chapter 1277: Cultivation road [make up the sixth day before yesterday
Chapter 127th chapter
Ying Huanhuan looked down at his right hand. At this time, the little white hand that had been as white as jade had become crystal clear, and looked like a piece of mysterious ice, and there was a line on it. The Tao was engraved with a flower-like pattern of ice, and her palms were held slightly, feeling the terrible power flowing in her right hand, but her eyes were more and more complicated.
A really familiar force.
"唉."
A sigh rang from behind her, Ying Huanhuan tilted her head slightly, and then she saw the Lord of Darkness standing behind her. She looked at Ying Huanhuan's small, crystal-like hand, and laughed bitterly, without knowing Should it be regretful or rejoicing.
"It's okay, but one arm has changed a bit." Ying Huanhuan smiled at the Lord of Darkness and said.
The Lord of Darkness approached, the slender jade hand holding Ying Huanhuan's clear little hand like Xuanbing, a terrible cold came down the palm of the hand, and even her strength felt the palm of her hand. Tingling.
"Once this power is released, it will gradually diffuse, and eventually spread to your whole body, and then you will have to be the same again as before." The Lord of Darkness murmured.
Ying Huanhuan was silent for a moment, and said, "Don't worry so much. Maybe even if that strength recovers, I can still maintain my mind."
The smile on the cheek of the Lord of Darkness is a bit bitter. She has seen what Ying Huanhuan had when she used that power. Her emotions seemed to be completely frozen, cold and cold, making people feel that she felt some body hair. cold.
"After seeing you like this," the Lord of Darkness glanced at the stone statue and sighed.
Ying Huanhuan's ice-blue eyes are staring at the stone statue, a smile appeared on his cheek, and said, "This fool always wants to surpass me. But when I have such an easy transcendence."
At the end, the smile on the corner of her lips can't tell whether it's bitter or something. It turns out that sometimes it's too good and it can make people feel helpless.
The Lord of Darkness also nodded sympathetically, surpassing the little girl? This is really difficult. Of the eight of them, the owner of the ice is Fu Zu's latest disciple, but the achievement is the biggest. At the same time, Fu Zu is the only one to say that she may be qualified to reach his step.
It's easier to go beyond such a wicked genius.
"But I hope this guy can unite the shrine, otherwise, there is really no chance." Darkness.
"He can." Ying Huanhuan smiled, and immediately she took out a slender snow-white long-sleeved glove, hid her slightly deformed little hand, and flicked her fingertips, an ice rune It falls on the gloves and hides in it.
And with the concealment of that rune, the horrific cold that emanated from Ying Huanhuanyu's hands gradually converged.
When the Lord of Darkness sees this, he just shakes his head, and it's not good to say anything more.
"What to do next?" There was a magnificent voice, and only a few people from the Lord Yan came here, and asked Ying Huanhuan.
"Since the Alliance of Chaos and Demon Seas has formed, and it is no problem to rely on their power to fight against those strange demons, let's go find those guys." Ying Huanhuan pulled up the ice-blue long hair. But there is a little chill surge.
"I feel that they should be planning something, so it is better to find them out. They indulge in strange demons and wreak nothing more than to disrupt our sight and give us time to think."
Several people from the Yan Master nodded.
"In addition, this ancestral palace 阙, also select some potential strong runners to come to practice it. If the world war begins again, we also need to improve the overall strength as much as possible." Ying Huanhuan thought, Wei Leaning her head, she said, "Let the sandalwood be cultivated in the palace."
The palace is the more important place of Zu Gongyu. Although it is not as good as the practice field in this stone statue that can reverse time, it is far from comparable.
"Let's go, we should start now."
After saying this, Ying Huanhuan was also the first to get out, and when turning around, she turned her head again, glanced deeply at the stone statue, and the little hand with snow-white gloves, clenched gently.
"Lin Dong, you will be successful. I am waiting for you."
When Lin Dong stepped into the stone statue, he could clearly feel that the world was turned upside down, Changing The Stars, a faint feeling of dizziness came to his head, but when he expelled this dizziness, he found out The look had changed.
Appearing in front of Lin Dong is an ancient altar. Around the altar, there is a towering stone staircase. At the very top of that staircase, there seems to be a worn futon.
Around the altar, there is an endless void. When you look at it, you can only see the darkness like ink. The altar is like a wandering puppet in this void, which looks extraordinarily mysterious.
Lin Dong walked up the stone ladder, then stepped on the altar step by step, and came to the top position. The shabby futon was like weeds, which was very inconspicuous. Residual Aura as if above the world.
That's Fu Zu's stay!
Lin Dong's face is solemn. In this world, from ancient times to the present, who can have such a Aura, except the Lord Fuzu, I am afraid I can't find the second one.
Here, it should be the former cultivation ground of Master Fuzu.
"Do you want to cultivate a shrine here"
Lin Dong scratched his head and felt a bit pressured. Although he now advances into the Dafu Sect of Divine Strength, he understands the terrible gap between this realm and the condensed shrine.
"But it can be done no matter how difficult."
Lin Dong pursed his lips. After Ying Huanhuan opened the ancestral palace, he felt a little bit erroneous. If he was not mistaken, this would have caused some damage to her, but she did it on purpose. Is hiding.
"I know it's difficult to surpass you, but it's not my temper to give up like this."
Lin Dong smiled. Immediately he sat down slowly from the shabby futon, his eyes closed slightly, his mind gradually sinking into the mud pill palace. It is to transform this mud pill palace into a shrine, but this step, from a certain perspective, is basically impossible.
Nanimaru Palace is born, and it is also very peculiar. It is not as clear as Dantian. Nanimaru Palace is generally wandering. It may only be a very subtle light spot, but among them, It is the spirit of one's spirit.
Dantian is broken, maybe there is still a way to live, but once the Divine Strength is erased by people, it will become a vegetative body with no body and no consciousness, and condensing the shrine will likely cause mud pills. The palace was damaged, thereby hurting the spirit of spirit. By that time, the palace had not condensed, and it had become a vegetable.
This situation is not a small number from ancient times to the present. This is also the peak of many fine Divine Strength to reach the peak of the big run, and dare not touch that step, because that step is generally a death.
However, the fear is obviously unable to shake the determination of Lin Dong. The power of the world is accompanied by risks, but if there is no courage to try to contact, then he is destined to go far on the road of the strong. , Not to mention, want to go beyond the ice master
Lin was sitting quietly, but his mind entered another world. There, thunder condensed, hurricanes blow, hail like rain, like the cruel situation during the flood season.
This is Lin Niu Palace.
His mind floats in this violent mud pill palace, and then between the movements of his mind, the fine Divine Strength comes together and finally turns into a spiritual body. The appearance is the same as that of Lin Dong.
Lin Dong's spirit body looked at this violent mud pill palace, and then smiled, he could feel the vastness of the essence Divine Strength, but if he wanted to condense the palace, apparently these essences Divine Strength had less solid And toughness.
In the past, he paid attention to Yuanli. The practice of fine Divine Strength was slightly relaxed. Now, if he wants to condense the shrine, he must naturally replenish this step of practice.
This takes a short time, but fortunately, now he has plenty of time. In this practice, time is ten times slower than the outside world. Here is ten years, and the outside world is only one year. So, Lin Dong You can use these times to practice the best Divine Strength courses you have dropped before.
Hoo.
Lin Dong's spirit body exhaled a white gas, and then sat down in a cross. Around it, violent thunder and hurricanes continued to roar, but never fell on his body.
With the entry, in the mud pill palace, the vast fine Divine Strength suddenly condensed into a ray, and then, like a white dragon, drilled into the breath of the forest, and after a while, drilled out again, but in the drill When it came out, the sperm Divine Strength became more solid than before, and the faint light flashed on it.
With the movement of Lin Dong, more and more fine Divine Strengths are pouring in, and finally, it seems like a thick white mist that wraps Lin Dong's body as much as possible.
Lin Dong is sitting quietly, sitting like a rock.
If you want to temper all the fine Divine Strength here, obviously it takes a long time, and Lin Dong also knows clearly, there is no anxiety in his heart, he completely sinks his mind, his mind is bright, Sometimes, he even forgets where he is, just inertially swallows up the refined Divine Strength, and then trains.
In the violent mud pill palace, time passes quietly, the figure is still motionless, his body seems to be covered with dust, and in a blink of an eye, it is a year.
(This is the sixth chapter of the supplement. Four chapters are still owed. In the past few days, there should be three changes, two guarantees, and one more.)
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