Plundering the Heavens

Fang Xing is a little nervous. He knows that the spirit of Taishang Jingjing can make his own practice of "refining refined gas" without limit. The speed is amazing. If it causes the embarrassment of this white-haired youth, I am afraid it is not a good thing. After all, this white-haired guy is too high, and one finger can kill himself. Even if he wants to play with others, he is not qualified to play.

Unexpectedly, the white-haired youth just sighed softly and said: "Qing Yunzong's rules and regulations are still flawed. You are such a peculiar physique that you have always been placed as a disciple of Ding-class qualifications at the outer door. Even I found it occasionally!"

"constitution?"

Fang Xingdao: "What is my constitution?"

The white-haired youth smiled and said: "You can directly digest this kind of wine that has been turned into a demon, isn't it strange?"

Fang Xing’s heart was slightly stunned, and he said, “It’s time to eat, drink, who cares about this?”

The white-haired youth seemed to see the flickering of his eyes. He smiled and said, "I can probably guess what you are worried about, but this is superfluous. I am feeding you when you take the healing medicine. I found that you can absorb the aura quickly, and I feel a little strange. After careful investigation, I found that your body is different from ordinary people, and the digestive ability is ten times more than that of ordinary people!"

He paused and gently stroked the amount, saying: "In the past few days, I have checked some of the classics, and I feel that you are likely to have hidden ancient bloodlines, the ancient enchanting family, and the ability to swallow the heavens. Your ancestors should be the blood of the combination of 饕餮 and human beings. It has been passed down to your generation. Although the blood is already weak, it also makes you have the ability to directly swallow the spirit!"

The white-haired youth said very seriously. Although he was only guessing, he did not doubt his own thoughts. Because he did not find out other ways of running the exercises in his body, he could only attribute this characteristic to the party. The physique is special, and in his cognition, it is only possible to produce this physique, and only those demon scorpions who have the blood of the shackles are possible.

In this matter, he has become a hindrance with his profound knowledge, ignoring other possibilities.

"What are you talking about? You are the monster and the human being, your family is..."

The party listened, but directly in the heart, thinking that this is not a monk?

Of course, the white-haired youth understands this, he can't ask for it, and naturally he won't expose it.

When Bai Qianzhang saw his face change slightly, he smiled and said: "The world abandons the mixed blood demon, you cover up this fact, I understand, but you don't have to be so thin, the demon is also a creature, and often has a natural and unique power, easy to appear. Some specific blood, so the practice is not too resentful to the demon, and your blood is also easier to hide!"

"Amount...oh, yes, I don't say anyone can't see it..."

Fang Xing admitted with his words, smiled, and picked up the gourd.

A mouthful of wine was poured, and when I arrived, I felt that the body was full of vitality.

However, he suddenly felt that the wine in this gourd tasted something wrong, which is quite different from the spirit liquor he brewed before.

The white-haired youth smiled and said: "I tasted the spirit of the wine. I tasted it too bad. I used a new recipe to make it. Not only did it taste a lot, but the effect should be stronger than before. This recipe will give you!"

Speaking of the finger gently on the forehead, I knew the sea and I had a thought.

That turned out to be a prescription, which is a way to explain how to make spiritual wine.

Fang Xing was overjoyed and smiled: "Hey, thank you very much!"

The white-haired youth smiled slightly and said: "Without defense, I used to let you know the first map. It is also dangerous. This medicine is convenient to count as part of my compensation. You can understand the mystery in the map." ”

When he said this, his expression of lightness seemed a little dignified and seemed to be very concerned.

"To tell the truth or tell lies?"

Fang Xing quickly flashed this thought.

However, he quickly decided to tell the truth, because even if he said his intention to enlighten the map, he did not lose anything to himself. Instead, if he said falsehood, he would risk angering this powerful person. It is not good for yourself.

Of course, he sees this white-haired youth as a pleasing eye, which is also a very important reason.

When he was in danger, he was tempted, but in normal times, he was greatly embarrassed and always looked at people with intuition.

"In fact, it is very simple. The mystery of this dagger is the anger of the person who was beheaded. It seems that the anger can inspire some kind of power in my body, and let my spiritual power be divided into a terrible flame... Fang Fang slowly thought back and said seriously: "But only if you understand the flame, it seems that you can't control it. You will fall down and you need to know the sword in the painting..."

"Sword meaning?"

The white-haired youth stunned and seemed to be angry. He had already realized that the sword was still the first time he heard it.

Fang nodded and said: "Yes, this guy who was beheaded is angry again, or is he got rid of his head. This shows that the sword is stronger than his anger, and this is contained in the map. The second layer of mystery is the sword..."

The white-haired youth was silent. After a long time, she smiled: "Just so...worse..."

In the bitter laughter, the white-haired youth sighed and left the stone room.

When he came outside the Dongfu, he took out the dagger map and looked at it for a long while. He suddenly sighed: "I thought that there will be some kind of fairy martial arts in this picture, which can help me break through Jindan and achieve Yuan Ying, Shou. The Yuan is twice as many, but I did not expect that there are only evil fires and swords in this picture. They are all techniques of fighting, but there is no cultivation skill. After all, I have no possibility of renewing my life..."

"Is it really going to go back?"

Bai Qianzhang pondered for a long time outside the cave. His body shape was motionless and he looked like a statue.

After three hours passed, he suddenly swung a single sleeve, but there was a small purple stone card flying out of the sleeve. The stone card, the seven fingers are four fingers wide, the material is quite extraordinary, even There is a faint light.

As soon as it appeared in the air, the aura between heaven and earth seemed to have life coming to it.

Bai Qianzhang looked at the stone card, and after a long while, suddenly a white hair moved, but there was a golden light flying out from the zenith cover, straight up to Baizhang Gaotian, and even laid out the traditional and complicated pattern of the circuit, this array, covering This stone forest makes this stone forest seem to be a place to be isolated from the heavens and the earth. No one can detect it with God, nor can it connect with mystery.

After doing all these things, Bai Qianzhang was slightly hesitant, and suddenly he pointed out the index finger and gently clicked on the purple stone card. The air ripples of the road were scattered around the stone. After a long while, the stone card changed. When the big one is, the front becomes like a jade mirror, and the mirror smoke gradually dissipates, and countless sounds and shadows change from the inside, and gradually become clear.

A big man with a lion face and purple eyes appeared from the mirror, his eyes were gloomy. He was tall, wearing a large purple robe and sitting on a jade chair. His eyes were gloomy and terrible. In his eyes, there seemed to be infinite. The **** seas rushed, and countless souls rolled in his eyes, struggling, and even occasionally there were people who stood out in his eyes for help, silently shouting.

However, as the purple-eyed big man blinked, his eyes returned to calm, and the soul in the **** sea disappeared.

"Old nine, is that you?"

The purple-eyed Han said, the voice is low, like a thunder: "You are finally willing to contact the family!"

Bai Qianzhang listened to this voice, his eyes suddenly became mournful, and he was completely different from his usual light appearance.

The purple-eyed man in the mirror was silent for a while, and suddenly his eyes slammed. It seemed that several black smoke had flown out of the pupil.

Bai Qianzhang sighed long and said: "You don't have to be in vain. I have already laid a big bully. You can't push me where I am!"

The purple-eyed man sneered and said: "You are still as careful as before, but it is careful and useful? You are now willing to contact me, definitely because your life is not much? You are indeed a Genius, when the family treated you like that, you can secretly form a golden dan, even a blockbuster, took the first picture of Xuanzang, quietly smashed away, and it’s been so many years, the family has never given up looking for you, but you can Always not found, it is obvious that you are really good ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, you give me a stop, robbery recommended collection plus Sanjiang ticket, do not give you a burst of chrysanthemum!)