Chronicles of Heaven

The words 'starting cultivation' are like magic spells.

Witch iron is like a chicken blood, holding his neck, stepping forward, striding forward, actually only took a short quarter of an hour to reach the position of the old iron.

I climbed all the way and climbed. I didn't know how many cockroaches, and I was covered with mud and moss. I also hanged countless spider webs, and the viscera was like a mud monkey. Wu Tie put the old iron on a soil bag, his hands on his knees, and he looked at him breathlessly.

"You kid...a chicken fight? Run so fast?" The old iron snorted: "I don't know, which white..."

With a dry laugh, the red eye of the old iron turned: "Who said that you can't cultivate? You have no arms and legs. The problem is, even if you lack arms and legs, how can you not practice?"

"I, I... I taught you "Tian Tian Quan", but I..." Wu Tie gasped, stuttering and groaning: "I can't make a complete punch at all. My Body, too weak..."

The old iron eyeballs flashed red, and countless tiny, invisible rays of light swept through the witch iron.

"Call and see." The old iron said dry.

Wu Tie looked at the old iron, bit his teeth, took a deep breath and straightened his waist. He separated his legs, punched in front and punched a box of punches.

‘Hey, ha’!

‘Hey, ha’!

Wu Tie shouted loudly and slammed the Wu's family secret boxing "Tian Tian Quan".

When Wu Tie hit the first punch, he suddenly twitched his muscles and the old iron snorted.

When Wu Tie hit the second punch, the blood vessels under his skin swelled and the old iron slammed twice.

The third punch was played, and the old iron scorpion was full of blood. His mouth was high-pitched: "Enough, I understand, this "Tian Tian Quan", the physical quality requirements are extremely high ... you hit once, equal to self-harm once."

‘咔咔’ smiled a few times, the old railway: “Which idiot created this punch? But...”

The blood in the eyes darkened, and the old iron was silent for a while, muttering: "Perhaps, this is also the right choice. However, whether it is correct or not is not related to my grandfather. Strategic analysis is not my grandfather's job."

The blood suddenly ignited, and a large piece of blood was sprayed from the old iron eye, which turned into a light curtain of a dozen meters in the side of Wu Tie.

In the light curtain, a figure wearing a fully-enclosed white tight-fitting armor, and a streamer of amethyst like a white crystal appeared. A soft and beautiful woman’s voice screamed: “Building the foundation, the first style, starting!”

The figure was extremely soothing, and slowly separated the legs, stretched out his hands, and slightly sideways, posing a small movement.

Wu Tie suddenly looked at the light curtain and looked at the figure in the light curtain.

He was even more shocked by the soft woman's voice.

There is only him and the old iron ‘two people’ here. This woman’s voice is clearly not the voice of the old iron.

"What is this?" Wu Tie exclaimed.

"What do you want to do? Follow it." The old iron was impatient and coldly snorted: "Hey, hey, healed... I just followed, Grandpa, I am struggling."

‘Stren’?

Wu Tie looked at the old iron that looked like a pale face, and spit out his tongue: "Building a foundation, the name is not prestige!"

The old iron eyes are full of blood: "My grandfather, I can call this set of things, "The gods and gods are broken and the big magic boxing", or "The original broken Hongmeng collapses the Great God"... Interested?"

"Give you a little lesson... The name is not important, the important thing is the connotation!"

"Second lesson... I don't doubt my grandfather, I doubt it, I will beat it!"

‘啪’, the old iron two rows of white miserable big teeth, a big tooth blue flashing, a very thin electric light hit the Wu Tie’s thigh. Suddenly the flesh of the whole body was pumped, as if it had been tied with countless fine needles, and the iron and iron was so terrible that he sat down on the ground.

"Building the foundation, the first type, starting!" The old iron slammed.

Wu Tie looked at the figure in the light curtain, stood up and swayed, posing the same movement as him.

When I didn't wave the "Breakout", I felt like I was filling the lead, my muscles seemed to be broken, and there was no violent, turbulent, uncontrollable heat from the internal organs.

When Wu Tie sneaked on his own practice at the Wujia School, this kind of hot power from the internal organs made him spit blood several times.

Wu Tie puts on the first form of foundation. He hears the 'giggle' of his muscles being pulled open. He feels that some bones are moving, and the muscles on his arms are a bit Sour and sorrow, it is very useful.

Following the figure, this weird movement was kept for a minute. The lower part of the figure did not move. The upper body slowly changed into a posture, and the two arms opened slightly like a bird's wings.

"Building the base, the second, starting!"

Wu Tie followed the movement of the figure. He heard the slight noise from the tendons near the neck and neck, and he could feel the heat of the back muscles that became itchy and crisp.

"Building the foundation, the third type, starting!"

......

In a one-to-one style, the movement is soothing and gentle, the feminine female voice has a mysterious charm. Unconsciously, Wu Tie’s movements become extraordinarily natural and harmonious, and his breathing frequency does not change consciously. .

Between the breath and the breath, Wu Tie seems to have inhaled some strange substances from the air, and discharged some useless waste from the body.

A piece of sweat oozes from the pores, and the sweat carries a faint smell of odor.

When I hit the 18th style, Wu Tiehan was sweating, the skin was red, and there was a white gas on the top of the head. He blinked, confused, and his body was soft, so he sat on the ground and screamed and slept.

I didn't know how long I slept. When I came, Wu Tie fell down with a long, blind rat.

This blind mouse has very poor eyesight and is almost a scorpion. It feeds on various mushrooms and moss in the cave and is quite fat. As soon as the whole life is swallowed, Wu Ting feels full of strength.

The state has never been better, and Wu Tie has even a feeling of a whole new look.

"Hold my grandfather, look at the direction, go ahead!" The old iron shouted: "Listen well, pay attention to the breathing rate, one two one... one two one... one two one... step by step!"

Wu Tie picked up the old iron and strode forward in the direction of the old iron.

Just after a few steps, the foot slipped, Wu Tie ‘啪’ was shot on the ground, and the old iron smashed out seven or eight steps.

Wu Tie climbed up without a word, ran to the old iron and hugged him, and then continued to stride forward.

Advance, advance, advance...

In this wonderland, the circular basin in the middle is round and thousands of miles away, and there are large sandstone Gobi outside the basin. The basin is shaped like a sea bowl. Under the direction of the old iron, Wu Tie continues to advance toward the center of the basin.

The red light in front is gradually brighter and the ambient temperature is gradually rising.

The moss on the ground is getting thicker, and a large cluster of mushrooms is gradually getting more. There are so many branches, and the vegetation that Wu Tie has never seen has gradually increased, and the forest is densely integrated in many places.

"This is, fern!" Wu Tie took the old iron forward and practiced the foundation when he was resting. When he marched, he encountered something that Wu Tie did not know, and Lao Tie would teach him the names and characteristics of these vegetation.

"These ferns are all kinds of mutated species, which can grow by relying on the heat and light of the lava." The old iron eye shot a red light and swept it on a fern: "This is an edible fern... ...remember its appearance and characteristics, sometimes it can save lives!"

Which kind of fern can be eaten, which kind of fern is highly toxic, which kind of fern can numb people, which kind of fern can actually smash and kill people...

Which kind of mushroom is delicious, which kind of mushroom is eaten to die, which kind of mushroom has the associated poisonous snake poison spider, which mushroom is most loved by those small insects...

Which snake is the most toxic, which snake is the fastest, which snake is the most powerful, and which snake can spray venom to injure people...

Old iron is a huge treasure trove of knowledge, and Wu Tie has learned a lot from him.

"You know more than Master." On this day, Wu Tie finally broke through the 18th style of the foundation. After completing the 18th style, he did not fall asleep, but smoothly hit the twenty-seventh style before he became a body. Fever, soft and weak sitting on the ground.

Although tired to sit down, but the spirit is very good, Wu Tie did not fall asleep.

He looked at the old iron and sincerely admired it.

"Crap, grandpa, I am..." The old iron eye flashed red, and the tone became very low: "Professional."

"What is professional?" Wu Tie looked at the old iron curiously.

These days, accompanied by the old iron, walking in this vast wonderland, every day learned a lot of novel knowledge from the old iron here, the cloud of the heart of Wu Tie has been scattered a lot.

The hatred of his father and brother was deeply buried in his heart. His heart was engraved with two **** words of 'revenge'. The words and deeds of Wu Tie returned to the normal juvenile appearance.

"Professional ... save the dead and help the wounded." The tone of the old iron has become a bit weird: "Grandpa I...but the ninth generation of the scorpion medical ancient soldiers!"

Wu iron stared at the old iron.

The old iron said that he could not understand.

"Blind, you don't know?" The old iron eyes flashed.

Wu Tie shook his head.

"The ancient gods... You should have heard of the prestige of the ‘古神兵’.” The old iron snorted.

"I haven't heard of it." Wu Tie shook his head very honestly.

"Grandpa, I like honest dolls... Come, stand up, build the foundation, the first style, get up!" The old iron two rows of big teeth flashed on a big flash, and the thin electric mans hit the belly of Wu Tie. It hurts him to scream and jump.

"No, it's not the first type of foundation, but, start running, boy!"

"Run with blood and full of passion, let me see, your cultivation in the past few days!"

"Run up, run around me, yes, run up... happy run, boy!"

A thin layer of electric light shrouded the old iron, and a very thin electric awning hit the body of Wu Tie.

Wu Tie had a ‘嗷嗷’ call, and he ran around the earthen bag where the old iron was. The electric mans continually hit his body, and his muscles and internal organs were twitching and shaking because of the small current.

The electric current from the old iron carries a strange vital energy, and the body function of Wu Tie is extremely slow.

A little bit, a trace of the more, the more you run, the more you run, the more you run, the sorrowful gas, the gasping, the sigh of breath.

After nearly an hour of madness, Wu Tie never thought that he could run for so long without interruption.

In the end, he was exhausted and slammed down on the ground.

A poisonous snake with a bowl of mouth rushed out of a clump of fern, showing off the fangs and biting it down.

A line of red light flashed, the serpent's snake head disappeared, and the body broke into hundreds of paragraphs, and the ‘噼里啪啦’ was smashed on Wu Tie’s body.

"Hurry to eat, then, move on!" The old iron stiffly smiled a few times: "There is a lot of potential, juvenile, it seems that we can get to the destination a few days in advance. Hurry and eat enough, then, Keep going!"

Wu Tie grabbed a piece of snake meat and tore it with a big mouth.

In these two days, he has already seen the means of old iron. He is not unusual for the horror of this poisonous snake.

Advance, cultivation and foundation, running, being screamed by electric mans, eating and drinking, moving on...

"Come on, right here, just below this!" Ten days later, the old iron suddenly yelled and let Wu Tie put him down.

Wu Tie's clothes have been thoroughly smashed, and the waist is only wrapped in a few fern leaves, barely covering the body. He was originally as thin as a bean sprout, and in this short period of ten days, his body became quite tall and he could see a thin layer of muscle on his chest, arms and legs.

"Here, nothing." Put down the old iron, Wu Tie looked around.

It is close to the center of the basin, and there are about a hundred miles from the center.

The ground is rich in soil, with a thick layer of moss, surrounded by huge mushroom clusters, a fluffy fern forest grows around, in the shadow of mushrooms and fern forests, countless green eyes are hidden.

Spiders, vipers, lizards, and other unique cave creatures...

"Old iron, there is nothing here." Wu Tie subconsciously leaned closer to the old iron.

"Of course there is something here, but you can't see it." Laotie laughed: "You, boy, start working hard, just under your feet. To be precise, it's one and a half meters ahead of your right toe. ""

"Put the pit, dig down, work hard, boy!"

"Grandpa, I can let you cultivate... You have begun to cultivate foundations."

"But, there is a big problem with building a foundation." Laotie laughed a few times.

"What problem?" Wu Tie hurriedly asked.

He wants revenge. He wants to find revenge for the enemy who attacks the witch. He must cultivate, and only cultivation can bring strength.

He couldn't cultivate, and building the foundation is his only hope. There can be no problems in building the foundation!

“Building the base, it’s too mild. Mild, it means low efficiency, so the progress is very slow.”

"You are already eleven years old, maybe you have to wait 20 years to complete the foundation, which is too slow."

"Under this, there is something that speeds up your cultivation." The old iron eye shot red light, and in his position he made a circle of two meters in diameter.

Wu Tie jumped over without saying a word, and digging his hands on the ground.

The old iron looked at Wu Tie without saying a word, watching him use his hands to dig out a piece of mud, a piece of stone, and constantly throwing dirt and stones far away.