Prehistoric: The beginning of the game mixed with the Xiantian Lingbao chat group

Chapter 32 Duang, the accident came too suddenly!

As Feng Ming's thoughts fell, the red envelope was opened so easily.

Feng Ming already had not too much experience in opening red envelopes.

Feng Ming was humming to himself while tidying up his "Item Refining Studio", while Yin Shen was happily opening the red envelope.

At this moment, the years are quiet.

Then……

"Well……"

Feng Ming, who had just picked up a furnace fairy stone for refining weapons, was suddenly stunned.

The Yin Shen at this time was too shocked, thus affecting the main body.

"This is...the innate...divine pattern!"

"hiss!"

Habitually gasped!

This breath of cold air was so deep that it hit my head directly.

With a chill in his head, Feng Ming didn't notice that the furnace fairy stone actually slipped out from between his hands, and then...

Bang!

"Ouch..."

"Uuuuuuuuah..."

"Ahh..."

Feng Ming instantly jumped on one foot and covered the sole of his foot with both hands.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts..."

Feng Ming swore that he had never been so embarrassed.

"Ah, I, Feng Ming, actually shot myself in the foot. Oh, damn it, it hurts, it hurts, it really hurts!"

At this moment, he was wailing and groaning in pain.

I feel uncomfortable and want to cry!

And the tears flowed out without my consent.

…

Logically speaking, today's Feng Ming is still a monk in the third realm. Although he is not specialized in physical training, he can be regarded as a Qi refiner in his own right.

Ordinary stones can't hurt him at all.

However, this stone is a fairy stone specially used to refining magic weapons, even spiritual weapons and even acquired spiritual treasures!

Elder Qiu said that Uncle Wan Yuan went to the sect's treasure house to find this, just to reward himself.

Immortal stone!

A stone with fairy power is no small matter.

"Huhuhu..."

"Thanks to my powerful reflex arc, I was able to pull out the sole of my foot the moment I was hit."

"otherwise……"

Feng Ming glanced at the deep pit!

The pit is not big, but very deep.

If his left foot hadn't been pulled out in time, it would have been crushed.

Although he is a Qigator, he can recover even if he is crushed, but this is too embarrassing.

Feng Ming simply sat directly on the furnace fairy stone, while running his true energy, letting the true energy suppress the pain nerves and recover from the injury, while his thoughts jumped, and he thought:

"I have been a member of the Changchun Sect for so long, but I don't know if there is any work-related injury in our weapon refining hall!"

“Bad review!”

Although the Changchun School has done very well in many aspects, there is obviously still room for improvement.

"If I become an elder in the future, I have to mention the welfare of our Changchun Palace."

It is unrealistic for disciples to work from nine to five to practice cultivation.

But you have to take care of all kinds of insurance!

Whether it is refining weapons or hunting, accidents will happen.

This is definitely a work-related injury!

Personal accident insurance is also very necessary.

By the way, there is also pension insurance!

After all, not every disciple can achieve success in cultivation and enter the realm of immortality.

"Wait a minute, why are my thoughts so confused now?"

This is not normal!

Feng Ming himself is a very law-abiding person.

Although he is not as stable as Master Wanmu Zhenren, the founder of the "Stability Classic", he is not so arrogant that he actually wants to change the welfare of the sect.

"By the way, it's because of Senior Kuanglang's little red envelope!"

Because Senior Kuanglang’s red envelope had a huge impact on me!

That, is the innate divine pattern!

"Oh, when Senior Kuanglang placed a bet on himself in the group, he only had ten innate spirit patterns. I thought Senior Kuanglang was a bit poor himself."

After climbing up the stairs and reading the chats among the treasure friends, Feng Ming felt that Senior Kuanglang was capable, but compared to Senior Swordsman who followed the Emperor of Heaven and casually sent out a total of 900 innate spirit patterns, he was still quite inferior.

"I'm superficial!"

"I actually forgot that many seniors are very low-key."

"Just like Senior Tianji Mo Luan, he has never even lit up in the group."

"So, Senior Kuanglang's bet on ten innate spiritual patterns is actually another kind of low-key."

In short - pretend to be poor!

This is the same as renting a businessman to wear flip-flops and eat breakfast for three yuan on the street.

However, when it comes to actually taking action, that damn aura can no longer be hidden.

"I just sent out an innate divine pattern, and I said it very politely... It's a little careless and disrespectful!"

Awesome!

The most low-key words, pretending to be the most awesome!

Kuanglang's knife senior is definitely a model of low-key and restrained, the best among the best.

Feng Ming turned his hand over, and the innate divine pattern appeared in front of him.

This is your own "studio", and you won't leak your energy.

After all, the Changchun Sect's weapon refining hall was not built casually. Many formations must have been laid before building the hall.

The light emitted by the innate spiritual pattern is white.

And this innate divine pattern is somewhat light blue.

The divine patterns are not fixed, but more like ever-changing patterns, which look beautiful and exquisite.

Of course, beauty is one aspect, but what is even more commendable is the powerful mysterious atmosphere in it.

"This is the innate divine pattern!"

Feng Ming looked at this divine light and felt a little hot for a moment.

"The value of one innate divine pattern is more than 1,000 innate spiritual patterns."

"For our Changchun sect, even an innate spiritual pattern is already extremely precious. Master Qiu, a human immortal, will be so happy after receiving an innate spiritual pattern!"

And what I have now is the happiness of a thousand autumn masters.

"In addition, there is another embarrassing question now -"

"I don't know how to play with this innate divine pattern!"

The innate divine patterns are too advanced, and now I am just a third-level Qi practitioner.

"These innate divine patterns have endless magical uses. If I am strong enough now, I can completely refine the treasure into an acquired spiritual treasure!"

As for handing it in... this thought never occurred to Feng Ming.

On the one hand, this is your own opportunity. The Changchun Sect has rules. When disciples have their own opportunities, they can seize them by themselves. There is no need to hand them over to the sect.

As long as you don't do anything harmful to the sect, the sect will not pursue you.

This reflects the inclusiveness of the Changchun sect, unlike some sects that do extreme things:

Disciple, I heard that you picked up an acquired spiritual treasure?

Submit it to the sect and you will be rewarded with ten spiritual coins and an inscription written by the sect elder!

…

On the other hand, even if I am willing, I don’t know how to explain it.

After all, the value of this opportunity is too high.

"This thing cannot be placed in the Small Universe Bag that Master lent me. After all, the Small Universe Bag is too low-level to fit in. Fortunately, the personal space given to us by the chat group can store innate divine patterns."

Once again, I feel deeply that the guy who created the chat group is not only awesome, he is simply invincible.

…

Feng Ming was about to put the innate divine pattern back, but at this moment his head suddenly shook.

"duang~"

Feng Ming instantly held his head with one hand!

It's not painful, but it's wobbly and I'm not used to it!

"Ah, what's going on!"

Yinshen quickly received feedback: [You received a window jitter]

The wind roared unexpectedly, and the window shook?

Have you done all this function?

"But who is shaking me?"

Everything is boring and trembling, so extraordinary!

Do you want to eat pancakes?

To be honest, before time travel, Feng Ming didn't like others shaking him.

Sometimes when I'm watching a serious movie, something like this suddenly interrupts my thoughts, and even the notes I'm writing may be crooked!

"It's a scammer, why is he shaking me all of a sudden?"

Damn it, he wouldn't know that I have innate divine marks, and then come directly to ask for my divine marks, right?

Is this guy born in the year of the dog? His nose is so sharp?

In other words, he can also deduce secrets?

Or maybe, he is the permission dog of the chat group and knows that Senior Kuanglang sent me a private message?

At this moment, Feng Ming's mind was very confused.

"That's too much, senior fraudster!"

Although my senior gave me the Sun Spirit Fire, I paid for it with 900 innate spirit patterns!

What's the matter, do you still want to take action on my innate divine marks this time?

Feng Ming was still angry, suddenly!

"Duang!"

"Duang!"

"Duang!"

…

Hold the grass!

Directly fatal triple bombs!

Feng Ming has always had a good temper, but this time he was a little angry.

But at this moment!

"ah!"

He instinctively exclaimed.

Because of this sudden three-shot "duang", Feng Ming's hand twitched, and then he failed to hold the innate divine mark firmly!

The innate divine patterns fell down, and then——

It fell directly into the furnace fairy stone beneath him!

"ah……"

This innate divine pattern landed on the furnace fairy stone and actually started to merge with it.

Feng Ming directly covered his chest and said in pain: "I'm going to burst!"

"Wait a minute, what's going on!"

(End of chapter)