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Xiang Tianya really feels that he is wronged!

OK, yes, he admitted that he has never lost any romantic debts since childhood, but even if he is a bit of a bastard in matters of men and women, he never lie.

The oath is very mysterious. One day the promise that he said casually was taken seriously, but what should I do if I was recognized by the Heavenly Dao as the inner demon in the future? So what if he can't do it? He never promises, and it's even more impossible.

Promising whom woman will last forever - he is a clan who is not destined to be a clan and will never be connected to her. This kind of love will never be changed forever. It is terrible to think about it.

To sum up, he could swear to the sky, and he had never messed with this female cultivator named Qianqian.

But she seemed to know him.

Few people know that he is a martial arts practitioner. The Xiang family is a small family. His father is just a foundation-building monk and only knows the most basic spells. What he gives him is only magic. His sword... is learned from a mortal.

of.

After his father was destroyed by his dantian and became a mortal, he took his father to the mortal world. "It's nothing bad to be a mortal." He said silly at that time.

It was in the mortal world that he met someone who taught him sword skills.

A mortal, a drunkard, a mortal who wandered for half a lifetime and died of drinking. He didn't understand what cultivation was, or what martial arts was, but he had already entered the Tao with martial arts.

Xiang Tianya felt incredible: "How did you practice your knife?"

"How can I practice, kill people." The other party said lazily, "What are you doing? Want to learn?"

At that time, he thought, "Don't he want to be a mortal, it would be good to find something to do, so he agreed: "Tell me."

"Get the wine." The other party waved his hand, "If you want to learn my knife, you have to learn to drink first, and you must get drunk. Only when you get drunk will you stop!"

Three months later, on a cold winter night, he died of drunkenness on the prostitute's belly, covered in alcohol, and his hair was only half white. He didn't know who the "master" was named, and he didn't know who he was.

Where did he come from and what kind of stories he had, he just buried him with the customs of mortals.

The spirits poured through his grave.

Then, his father could not let himself be a mortal and died of depression. When he was dying, he told him: "I am punished for you, but I don't want to lose your path. You have to practice hard and seek the great way."

My father had such difficulties because of himself, and Xiang Tianya was not able to go against his last wishes. After thinking about it, he simply became a martial artist.

The cunning rabbit has three holes, and its unique skills are easily remembered. Therefore, when he goes out, he sometimes uses magic, sometimes sword, and rarely uses swords. Yin Miaomiao still doesn't know that he is a martial arts practitioner.

But Qianqian knows this.

She suppressed him with every move, as if she had fought with him more than once, or had worked with him many times.

"You woman," wiped the blood off the lips at Tianya, with sharp eyes, "Who is it?"

Qianqian seemed to want to say something to him, but when he spoke, he sneered: "You don't have to know."

"It's almost time." The twin sister clenched her fists and said, "I'll deal with him for you."

"No need." Qianqian took out a scroll, "I will settle my grudge with him myself."

Xiang Tianya felt bad intuition, so he hurriedly stepped back, and saw the sister punching him and forcing him back to his original position. Qianqian unfolded the scroll and muttered the words: "Abide by the orders of our ancestors, and bear the blood contract of all beasts...

As urgent as the law! Sword and tiger, go!"

A huge tiger rushed out of the scroll.

Xiang Tianya took a breath. This spiritual power fluctuated, at least a seventh-level monster. Who is Qianqian? He thought about it and thought that these two girls were obviously in the same group, but they pretended not to know each other.

I'm afraid that there was a premeditation, and the following situation may not be optimistic.

Jianhu roared and rushed over. He resisted it twice, and knew he was defeated, so he simply put it to death and survived. He was hit by Jianhu's claws and fell into the cave behind him.

Qianqian took back the sword tiger, looked at Xiang Tianya's disappearing figure, and thought to himself: Let's write it off in this way.

Not long after, Zhang Feiran and his twin brother came out.

Qianqian withdrew his mind: "Those people..."

"It's all solved." The brother handed her Cailuan in his arms.

Qianqian looked down at the dying Five-Feathered Colorful Luan, breathed a sigh of relief, but after thinking for a moment, he was still worried, and set up another formation and explained: "It's important to be serious, so it's better to be careful."

Everyone had no objection. The sister said, "The people from Danxin Sect are about to arrive."

Danxin Sect is one of the seven major sects. The disciples under the sect have poor overall strength. However, they are very good at alchemy and pharmaceutical production. They have a good reputation in the fourteen continents and have a place in front of the three major sects. The Ji family tried their best to get to the top of the guests.

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"Everything is ready, only the east wind is not available."

***

It is said that the ninth layer of the eighteenth floor hell is the hell of oil pan. After the prostitute dies, the prostitute has to put the oil pan into the oil pan and boil it.

Yin Miaomiao suspected that he had missed these two things in his previous life, and only suffered this time today. The rolling magma is much more terrifying than the oil pan.

She kept using her spiritual power to wrap her whole body so that she could not be swallowed by the magma. If it were someone else, she might have exhausted the spiritual power of the dantian and died soon, but she would not, because the magma was really very rich underground.

fire aura.

There is only fire spirit, and there is no air.

A monk can still survive without air. A spiritual energy can replace oxygen to maintain the normal work of each organ, but without air or spiritual energy, it is basically a dead end.

Therefore, she has now entered an extremely strange state, without breathing, and relying on the heart to introduce fire spirit to maintain life and prevent her body from being burned to death by magma.

It is unimaginable and very consistent with the objective laws of this world.

But this is not a long-term solution. She cannot maintain this state forever and must find a breakthrough as soon as possible. Now her whole body is wrapped in thick and sticky magma (it seems weird if you think about it). She cannot cast spells, so she can only use her spiritual sense to observe.

The surrounding environment.

The magma layer is very deep, like a river flowing in all directions at a slow and regular speed.

Yin Miaomiao still remembers the shock when he first read "Travels in the Center of Earth". The mysterious and magnificent underground world unfolded one by one with the author's brushstrokes, as if there were still mammoths living deep underground.

She was fascinated by Verne's wonderful imagination.

And now, she saw the underground world with her own eyes.

There is no masturbation! elephant!

But it is still magnificent and heartbreaking.

She was shocked, constantly extending her spiritual sense, trying to find the origin of the magma flow. It was very deep and far away, and Yin Miaomiao's spiritual sense could not be explored.

But she did not give up. The red line loosened and turned into a flexible red snake. One end tied her waist and the other end tried to swim towards the source.

Knowing that he had no worries about his life for the time being, Yin Miaomiao was particularly calm, and the large and small circles were circulating at the same time, and his spiritual power was constantly consumed and replenished.

After a while, she felt that the speed of her great circle had become faster, and the fire spirit was so rich that it turned into fog. She was shocked and continued to work hard.

After another extremely long time, her spiritual sense touched a mass of things.

It is another spiritual sense, very warm, soft and very tolerant.

Yin Miaomiao was inexplicably close to it. She no longer stepped forward, but greeted him from a distance: "How are you?"

No response.

She waited patiently and repeated again.

This time, the other party responded to her: "Okay."

"Who are you?" she asked.

"You are a human monk."

"yes."

"I'm not."

"Who are you?"

"fire."

Yin Miaomiao understood: "Earth Fire?"

"Yes." It said.

In addition to humans, monsters, spiritual plants and other lives, there is also a thing called heavenly treasures, which means treasures given by God. They are born according to the destiny of heaven, without father or mother, and are not born through any reproduction method.

It is a gathering of spiritual energy in the world.

It may be a flower, a tree, a fruit, or a monster, a piece of soil, a drop of water, a ball of fire.

No matter which one it is, once it is born, it will cause competition among monks, and blood flows into a river, and it will be spared.

Yin Miaomiao didn't expect that he would really meet such a treasure in his lifetime, but he was still a treasure with spiritual consciousness: "I have something I want to ask you for help."

"I'm just a ball of fire."

"The magma flow underground can lead to any place. I want to leave here and return to the ground. Please help me."

"I don't have that ability." It said, "I just fire, it just burns."

Yin Miaomiao felt deeply regretful, but she immediately adjusted: "So, can I practice with you?"

"Can."

Yin Miaomiao got permission and asked the red line to pull herself closer, and she also saw the true face of the earth fire.

It is a burning fire, the heart of the flame is white, the inner flame is bright golden, and when it comes to the outer flame, it is bright red.

It was burning and constantly releasing the fire spirit. Yin Miaomiao had never practiced in such a rich place. Almost as soon as the spirit energy was consumed, it was replenished and rushed towards her continuously.

Here, the debuff of the extreme Yin body seemed to be weakened countless times. She inexplicably broke through the fifth level of foundation building, easily making people feel greedy.

If it weren't for being in the magma stream, Yin Miaomiao would have wanted to open a cave here, practiced for more than ten years without caring about external affairs.

But in the end, it can't.

Xiang Tianya didn't know what happened, and she was afraid she couldn't escape the evil move. Feiying was alone in Jicheng, so she was really worried. How could she continue to practice here endlessly?

After thinking that after so long, Zhang Feiran and the others should not be guarding the ground, Yin Miaomiao was about to return as the same way.

Before leaving, she asked Dihuo: "Is there anything I can do for you?"

"I don't understand what you mean."

"I can discover you, and others can also discover you." Yin Miaomiao felt that the earth fire could stay safely and that the great fortune would be caused. The heavenly and earth treasures would appear in the world, and there would be a strange phenomenon. The desolation of Chishan may be one of them, but the strange ones

The continent is already drought, and there are many places where the five elements are unbalanced, so it did not attract attention and allowed it to stay safe and safe for so long.

But Wuyu Cailuan would hide here under serious injuries. Most of the time, they felt the existence of earth fire. There were ones and twos. If you often stand by the river, you would not be wet. Sooner or later, you would be discovered.

She thought for a while: "I can set up a few formations for you. The level is not high, so it is my wish."

It asked: "What happens if someone takes it away?"

Yin Miaomiao said "uh": "Maybe it's to conquer you and let you refine elixirs or weapons."

"What is alchemy? What is weapon?"

Yin Miaomiao's poem "Refining alchemy means mixing some medicinal materials together to cause some chemical changes. Refining tools means mixing some materials together and then making some magic weapons with special functions."

Maybe that's what it means...

It said: "I don't understand very much."

"It's quite complicated." This is all a major.

"But it sounds interesting." It said, "Take me away."

Yin Miaomiao was shocked: "Ah?" At her age, she had long since no one believed in the good things about the pie falling from the sky, and asked cautiously, "Why?"

"I'm dying." It said slowly, "I've been burning for tens of thousands of years and haven't been anywhere else. I want to try to refine alchemy or refine weapons."

Yin Miaomiao hesitated, there was no price or condition. Did she suddenly have the halo of Mary Sue? Didn’t she miss several chapters of the plot? No matter what, what it said made her very moved. She pondered for a moment, but she chose to be a villain first and then a gentleman.

: "I can't refine elixirs, nor can I refine weapons. It's a waste of your time to follow me."

"What is waste?" it asked, "I've been burning like this for tens of thousands of years, and I want to change my place."

Yin Miaomiao laughed, this was a lonely fire.

It also said, "I can give you spiritual energy, don't you like it very much?"

"You are very tempting to me." She admitted happily, "but I can't take you away like this. Once you are born, you will have a vision. I can't protect you and will cause death."

It thought for a while: "You want to conquer me."

"Yes." She said, "If I conquer you, others will not notice your existence, but if you regard others as the main one, you will be unable to help yourself. Do you know what it means to be unable to help yourself?"

It said: "Don't know."

"I can't help but say that in the future, I will burn you, and if I want to use your strength, you must give it to me. If I don't let you burn, you will not be able to burn it and you will not be as free as you are now

.” After a pause, Yin Miaomiao said, “You have to think clearly that you cannot regret it.”

It didn't say anything more.

The author has something to say: Everyone cares about that little bird. It’s a blessing to lose it. Losing is not necessarily a bad thing. Getting may also be losing... So don’t be too obsessed with the so-called opportunity. Some things should be yours.

It will be yours = 3=

I know I have less, I won't talk nonsense, get out of here~

See you tomorrow ~