Legend of the Cultivation God

Fire Furong apologetic smile, but also a voice: "This ... slaves do not know. The slaves can ask grandfather grandfather. However, according to the slaves, Xiao Daoyou still do not want to think about this thing!"

"Oh, Xiaomou understands that Xiaomou is just curious!" Xiao Hua naturally replied.

Sure enough, the fire hibiscus was sent to the fire for a moment, and the fire was empty. The fire hibiscus was explained to Xiao Hua: "Listen to my grandfather, this ink has many advantages, not to mention leather can do leather. The bone energy refiner, its two biggest benefits are its kernel and brain!"

"Ah?" Xiao Hua was awkward and wondered. "Is it the ink inside the brain and the brain?"

"Oh, most of the ink in the black forest is the ink sand, and the ink scorpion grows in the black forest since childhood, the inevitable accumulation of ink in the body! This core is accumulated by the ink sand, and after the natural quenching of the ink Refining! Almost every ink scorpion has a core, and if the ink sputum is a knot, it is also a knot on the core formed by the ink sand." Fire Furong said, "The ink sand can corrode the real yuan, the core of the ink scorpion naturally It can also erode the real yuan! The ink core of this ink is in the hands of the monk is to break the weapon of prohibition!"

"It turns out!" Xiao Hua suddenly realized, and then a thought came to life. "Since the ink core of the ink can break the ban, then ... the seal can naturally be? The seal of the young man in the dantian... If it is unsealed, it is afraid Falling on this ink cartridge!"

Fire Furong does not know Xiao Hua’s thoughts, and still says: “As for the ink of the ink, if it is taken with mystery, it is a mysterious effect on the sensitivity of the facial features. Especially for the secrets that have a role in the facial features. This brain is a better thing!"

"Oh, Xiaomou understands!" Xiao Hua nodded slightly, very naturally asked, "It seems that the fire predecessors also know this secret law?"

"Well, it should be!" Fire Furong laughed. "Otherwise, Grandpa will not bid!"

The monks who had previously bidding were obviously shy in some pockets. Gradually, only the blue feathers of the Xianle School and the fire-covered mountains of the Huoshan Mountain were still bidding. The Xiguo Xizheng three factions and the Mongolian and Shuguo The big school monk is also quit! It seems that they are definitely not too cost-effective to cast a large number of spiritual stones on the ink corpse!

"Blue Feather Friends~" Huo Yingshan's voice, "The old man will not give you the fine. Are you fighting against the old man?"

"Hey, where~" Lan Yu really laughed. "I think the friends know that the poor road is longer than the refiner. Among them, there is a magical power that requires the brain of the ink corpse to be a great success! Moreover, the skeleton of the ink scorpion is also a repairing tool. The best material, the poor road can not be tempted?"

"This way!" The fire covered the mountains and hesitated for a moment. "If you are to let the old man a few points in the ink corpse, the old man will give up at the discretion of the congenital jellyfish!"

"The fire road friend is also bad." Lan Yu real people shook his head. "The congenital jellyfish poor road does not know the whereabouts. I don't know when to trade with you. The old man still has to pay attention to it!"

The fire covered the eyes of the mountain and turned a few turns, but helplessly said: "This way. Congenital jellyfish husband is a clue, only the old man three people have not caught, if the Taoist heart, wait until the time the old man is handed over to you, I will wait together. If I am waiting for it. What is the old man thinking about using other things to exchange souls with you?"

Lan Yu real people think about it is to withdraw from the bidding, fire covered the mountain to get the dozens of ink corpses!

Seeing the fire emptied and looking at the eyes, Xiao Hua’s heart moved, and the sound of the fire was Furong Road: “Fire Road Friends, if Xiaomou asks three old firers to use the secret method of ink brains, do not know the calculation geometry?”

Fire Furong brows. Looking at Xiao Hua’s face, he asked: “Do Xiao Daoyou want such a secret technique?”

Xiao Hua hesitated slightly and nodded slightly.

"This...the slave is hard to say! The slaves don't know the value of this secret law!" Fire Furong was a little embarrassed, and thought about it, "The Rongnu family found a time to ask the grandfather!"

“Thank you for the fire friend!” Xiao Hua smiled slightly, and looked at the strange question in the field. “Xiao is still somewhat puzzled. Why has it always been a strange thing. It’s hard to make no effort, no skill. What is the technique of refining?"

"Hey, it turns out that Xiaodao Youzhi is here!" Fire Furong smiled. "Mo is in a hurry, those are behind!"

Sure enough, as the fire Furong said, after several rounds, the beginning of the work and other things appeared, until dozens of rounds, Xiao Hua has lost patience, but see Yan Yan teaches the moon fairy station will rise, will one Shoot, take out a piece of dark black crystal block and put it on the case and say: "The slave family participated in the battle of the Imperial Valley for the first time in decades. Fortunately, he killed a demon person and got this magic from the devil. The record in the magical simplicity is a technique of refining and cultivating the bones of the demon world. The slaves of the magical door are naturally not used. Today, they will come out and see which Taoist friends need!"

"Too good!" I heard that at the bidding meeting, I came out to practice the method of cultivating the bones. Xiao Huaxi did not win the game and rushed to the fire hibiscus. "War, friends, troubles, anger, old, this refining Surgery, Xiaomou wants to compete!"

"Well~" Seeing that there is something in Xiaohua's favorite, Huo Furong is also happy for him, and rushes to the sound to cover the mountain.

I can think of a fire, and I asked Xiaohua: "What do you want for this thing?"

"The younger generation...had practiced a refining technique, but the practice was incomplete. After practicing, it was not until the end. The younger generation, because of this technique of refining, later benefited a lot, so I wanted to continue practicing! "Xiao Hua is very easy to find a reason.

"Hey, this is the magic of the devil! Can you practice?" Fire covered the mountain and yelled. "Moreover, do you have any knowledge? Can you read the magic?"

"This..." Xiao Hua stunned.

"It’s a good thing to cultivate your own exercises! This is something you can use." The fire covered the mountains and the cold road, "Do not cost you a spiritual stone that you can't easily get!"

"Can be ... fire predecessors!" Xiao Hua where is willing to pay, laugh and pass the sound, "The younger generation may not understand, but ... can also ask the predecessors inside the door, I think the real person, his old man is willing to interpret for the younger generation. ?"

"Hey, how is it possible?" Huo Yingshan was impatient, said faintly, "Well, since you are willing to, the old man will not stop you, how many Lingshi do you have? If something else, the old man can pad some for you. This thing, the old man will not give you half a stone!"

Xiao Hua looked at the scene. It seems that no one is bidding. My heart is secretly happy. I know that the magical method is not suitable for the Yuan Ying monk in the realm of cultivation. No one cares. If I think about it, I will report it is not particularly high. It is definitely not the number of spiritual stones that a monk can have in the early days of building a foundation!

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