Indestructible Primordial Spirit

Lu did not give up and did not know what was going on outside.

By this time, he had successfully used the secret method of "moving like a mountain" to overcome the crisis that the flying leaf fish was worried about.

The moving Earth Father's Longan continued its 100,000-year journey.

Yes, for 100,000 years, the gods have been in the sky for a thousand years. In the world of the Earth Father's Longan, it is actually 100,000 years.

The so-called "Dragon's Tears" and "Tianyuanye", also known as the moving earth-father Longan, spent 100,000 years collecting the power of Dongtian.

Even if it is a god, the power of the original source of the sky is an eye-catching thing, but the **** above him rarely has the skill to study it.

And the one who researched it would not stupidly tell others that he would only get some of these things when he needed them, but would not kindly tell other gods what to do.

The power of the origin of Dongtian is the energy closest to the genesis of the world after the formation of Dongtian. This energy has no fixed form, and it has the effect of promoting and strengthening any living beings and materials in the world.

However, Lu Buqiu, who now has a full solution of nine gourds, is frowning.

Because he suddenly found out that this omnipotent solution could not resume his cultivation.

No matter it is the Yuan Xiu system or the beast Xiu system, he has no way to achieve the state of consciousness and knowledge.

It stands to reason that Lu Buqiu has never practiced once, and there is no such thing as incomprehensible and unexpected.

A monk who can use the knowledge of the lotus **** well, can he not use the knowledge of God?

But the fact is that he couldn't enter this state, but he could not cross the threshold he once stepped on and was rejected outside the door.

Lu didn't give up the vague feeling that when he abolished his cultivation, he was probably destroying his knowledge of the sea. He hadn't felt any big problems before, simply because he didn't need to know the sea. Facing the situation of intellect, the problem comes out.

Lu did not even give up his old career, and he used the technique of turning fire to cast a few weapons. He wanted to use this method to stimulate himself.

But everything seems futile ...

For more than ten days, Lu Buqi has not been able to find a solution, which makes Lu Buqi a bit fascinated.

I originally thought that the danger was solved. With the universal solution, there is enough time to restore the repair with peace of mind.

But now it looks like a joke.

Once this threshold is not crossed, it is impossible for Lu to abandon to resume cultivation as long as he stays in the Xuantong period.

This problem made Lu Buqi want to enter the Tang Dynasty.

However, thinking that it was because of the leaves and flying fish that he devoted his life, he went from a mortal situation to this point, and Lu could not help but regain his spirit.

As long as the effort is deep, the iron pestle can be ground into an embroidery needle.

Isn't something wrong with the sea? After going through so many things, will this point still be unsustainable?

As a result, Lu Buqi regained his fighting spirit again.

However, Lu Buqi didn't plunge into the "iron pestle grinds into embroidery needles", but thought of another thing.

That is the question of the emperor's burial.

Menghuang's body has always been stored in the congenital fetal blastoderm. Before Huo Yunying, when they saw Menghuang, they asked who he was.

Lu Buqi just responded that he was an elder and never explained anything.

Take out the congenital fetal blastoderm, take out Menghuang's body, and look at Menghuang ’s physical body that has not changed at all. Lu ca n’t help but chuckle: “Dream King, you have the ability to solve all kinds of worries in a dream, maybe Thinking of how I might bring you in? "

"If you knew this scene long ago, I really don't know if I blame you or thank you."

"Say you blame you? If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I wouldn't know it without regrets. I guess I already died in which corner."

"Don't blame you, I think you always have my suspicions ..."

Perhaps it was because a person had been lonely for too long, and in the face of Meng Huang, who was not particularly familiar, Lu never gave up but had a very kind feeling, as if there were many things to tell him.

No wonder some people say that if a person stays too long, they can say a few words to the wood.

"Don't hold your face, I'll send you a jail." Lu Buqiu grinned: "You don't know, how grateful I am to you ... Your treasure map gives me two A lover who never gives up and never regrets. It also made my life journey a lot of mysterious experiences, and made me gain a lot ... "

"It's a pity ... a stranger like you has gone too early, otherwise I must have a drink with you, it must be a great thing in life!"

"But it's okay ... Although it has gone through twists and turns, it finally brought you here, but I'm afraid it's not as good as a shady place here, and I don't know if your body will decay ..."

After reading it for a while, Lu Buqi took out a jar of wine from the mustard ring, and still mixed it with the centuries-old wine.

Saying a word to the emperor's corpse, filling it, is like crazy.

"Dream Emperor, you have told me at the end of life that you should treat me well and say that they are the two lucky stars of my life. Without one, my life will fall into endless darkness and pain."

"You're right, I have lost my regret now. In those days when I had no clue, it was endless pain, endless darkness."

"But fortunately now, I have some information ... if I have a chance, let me resume my cultivation and leave here, I will definitely get her back ..."

"Surely! I promise you!"

The repair is low, and the amount of alcohol will be low.

Lu did not abandon his thoughts and thoughts, and unknowingly drank both centuries-old wines of the two altars. He was drunk on the ground for a while, unconscious.

I didn't know how long it took before Lu Buqi sobered up, rubbed his drowsy head, and sat up.

Looking over the wine jars around him, Lu could not help but smiled bitterly, then looked up, but saw a kind and affable smiley face.

"Dream Emperor, what do you always laugh so happily?" Lu Buqi still faintly dreams.

Hearing this, Menghuang laughed more happily, but didn't say a word. She just looked at Lu and gave up, and the more she looked, the more she rejoiced.

Lu Buqi suddenly realized what he was doing, and he slammed a swift spirit, and quickly climbed up: "Dream Emperor, you are old ... this ... is it dead or alive?"

"Haha ..." Dream Emperor suddenly opened a big laugh, and the laughter was vigorous and powerful, how could it be a dead old man?

Lu did not give up grinning, and moved forward again: "Dream Emperor, are you old ... alive and dead?"

Menghuang laughed: "I have never died at all, so how can I be resurrected?"

Lu did not abandon his mistakes: "Ah ... you are not dead? But I carry yours ... Oh, I see, you are a fake death, how can you hide the sky?"

"The sister-in-law can teach!" Dream Emperor lightly touched the three-inch beard and praised him very much: "You are the one I let Xiaohong look for?"

"Yes, I don't give up on Lu. I will take you to this place of Yangsha according to your old orders ... But this is too surprising." Lu Buqiong said, "I can't think of your old dream painting For thousands of years, you are playing such a game with God, and you have won! "

Menghuang smiled with an expression of affection: "That stupid God, no one can play with it."

Menghuang's words are undoubtedly a pun, which not only shows his arrogance appropriately, but also thinks that only people like him can play with God as a stupid person. At the same time, it is scorned that it is God, can not play with him with the fetters of life.

Although a little arrogant, at this moment, it is not disgusting at all.

Lu Buqi the more he thought about it, the happier he became: "If you don't regret it, they will be crazy if they know you are still alive."

"Do not regret them?" Menghuang raised her eyebrows lightly. "You mean Xiaohong and her sister?"

Lu Buqi nodded and said, "When they met me, they had their own names. The little red you always said was called Long Bu Li, and her sister was called Long Bu Gui."

"Oh well ... don't give up, don't leave, don't regret it!" Meng Huangxin comforted and admired: "From the name, I can already feel that the three of you are in the same mind and live together.

"But now ... I'm separated from them." Lu Buqiu's eyes were slightly darkened. "However, I believe everything will be all right."