The Nine Godheads

"Old man! Old man!"

"Master!!"

"Great and evil Yin Devil, punching Liuhe, kicking all sides, God blocking the Buddha, Buddha blocking the devil's Yin Devil!"

"How is this broken fruit picked?"

Hong Xiaobao is not calm.

Seeing the maturity of Lingtai Zhuguo a little bit, Hong Xiaobao really is not calm, and what a mess of **** is coming.

Yin Laomo sneer: "Oh..."

"The old man, please don't make trouble! This fruit will land soon. If you don't say it again, I will..."

"How about you?"

"I... I will cry for you!!!"

Hong Xiaobao wanted to threaten it, for example, to show you death, to leave the teacher's door, and so on, but think about the character of the Yin Lao Mo, which is typical of eating soft and not eating hard, so he quickly changed his mouth.

"Breaking!"

Yin Laomo hated iron and did not become a steel contempt, and then he said: "The method of collecting medicine, the old husband has already said it once, do not say good times, you can think about it yourself. If you can't think of it, then don't pick the fruit. Go back and give your little wife a good night."

"Is it already said?"

When Hong Xiaobao suddenly stunned, he immediately remembered that he had just said it before, but he did not pay attention to it at the time.

At that time, he seemed to say...

"What is it? The heart of the present is to read... If you want to achieve the fruit of Lingtai, you must take the most powerful idea of ​​the moment as a guide..."

Gone.

The latter, I really didn't hear it.

Read... read... read!

No matter, the dead horse is a living horse doctor!

Hong Xiaobao turned his heart into a big hand, and then turned it into a big hand, and then directed a volume of Lingtai Zhuguo!

Hey?

There is movement!

Lingtai Zhu Guo shook a little.

Hong Xiaobao suddenly had a happy heart, and he quickly and steadily manipulated the gods to wrap the Lingtai Zhu fruit layer by layer. It wasn't until he had all his thoughts on it that he finally had the feeling of "grabbing the entity" instead of a shadow.

It was about to be picked up, and suddenly the foreground of the eye changed. Then Hong Xiaobao "seeed" himself into a monkey, a mud monkey buried in the soil.

- It is a heart!

Has it turned into a heart? Hong Xiaobao suddenly said: "What is this operation? Is it a fantasy?"

"It's a chance." Yin Laomo suddenly said, "Careful understanding, such opportunities are rare, and not everyone can meet, how much can be realized, it depends on your creation."

"666!"

Since the old man said this, Hong Xiaobao quickly relaxed his mind and carefully realized.

Then he suddenly felt that he was fine.

This feeling... How do you say it? Just like dreaming, I am not myself, but I am blind, but at the same time, I am myself, just an unrelated spectator.

In general terms, it is like having the vision of God, one is the perspective of the monkey, and the other is the perspective of oneself...

In short, very fine!

At this time, Hong Xiaobao is watching the "self" rooted, watching "self" sprouting, watching "self" grows flesh and blood...

I watched myself change from a small mud monkey to a big mud monkey, and then took the first step, the second step, the third step on the earth... numerous steps.

Then I looked at how "self" took the essence of the sun and the moon, how to condense the blood of the heart, and transform it into a Lingtai Zhuguo...

At last……

He saw the picture of himself taking off the Lingtai Zhuguo - from the perspective of the heart.

"Well... I have to say that the old man is so handsome!"

In just a few moments, Hong Xiaobao has experienced a lifetime of two hundred years.

Then, suddenly a kind of enlightenment came to mind.

He felt like he was...should... probably... as if... it seemed to see the threshold—the high threshold between the innate and the acquired.

In front of the door is a meat tire, behind the door is Xuansheng.

The reason why Honglian was able to practice the body of the meat in the realm of the meat was because she crossed the threshold ahead of time. And now, it seems to be the same.

But there is still a layer of fog in the middle, which is faint, and some are not true.

Just looking at it carefully, but the scene in front of it has faded like a tide. When it comes to taking a closer look, the picture has returned to the scene of face-to-face with the heart.

wake up……

At this time, Hong Lian, Wu Hao, and Yi Er, a few of them were still there, and they were holding the monsters, but the eyes were blind, but they were looking at themselves with the red monkey eyes. Its face is much older, and it looks quite meaningful.

Hong Xiaobao stayed and suddenly asked: "Do you have any last words?"

The monkey did not say a word.

But the branches and leaves on the top of the head shook gently.

"I understand." Hong Xiaobao nodded.

So the monkey smiled, then slowly closed his eyes, and it suddenly passed away.

No struggles.

No resistance.

No counterattack.

There is no so-called guardian spirit beast.

Maybe there are, but those so-called guardian beasts, more should guard the Lingtai Zhuguo, not the monkey itself - they wait for the monkey to bloom, the result, and then eat it, that's all.

"I hope that I will have a goodbye in the future."

Hong Xiaobao sighed.

Behind the quiet years, there will always be some people who are moving in silence. The mission of the heart is to dedicate a Lingtai Zhuguo to this world. Now that the mission is completed, it will rest in peace--this is the message he has read from his life.

Silently reached out and took off the branches and leaves on the top of the monkey's head and put it in the mouth.

I thought that the taste would be very bad. Who knows that the entrance to the leaves will instantly turn into a clear stream, and the roots will not need to be chewed.

Then a pure aura came up, and Hong Xiaobao could not help but sigh.

Good thing!

All are congenital aura!

Although it is not as rich as Lingtai Zhuguo, it is much stronger than the copper mouth and tooth decay. It is pure natural, pollution-free and free of impurities. As long as it is eaten, it can be improved and repaired.

Then he stepped on a big hole and buried the monkey's body.

- The above is the monkey's last words: picking branches and burying.

Hong Xiaobao does not know why it has such a last word, but it is only faintly felt that it should be a ritual similar to a dead tree and an old branch.

Then I remembered that this guy is a planting beast.

Planting animals, also a kind of plants, possess various characteristics of plants, such as rooting and germination, photosynthesis and so on.

Anyone who has taken care of fruit trees should know that after picking up the fruit, some old branches and leaves will often be removed, so that the next year will grow even more lush.

Probably this is the reason.

When the monkey is buried, it is equivalent to planting a seed. As soon as the time comes, the seeds will re-emerge and become a big mud monkey again from the little mud monkey, then bloom, and the result...

As for the new heart that is growing out, it is still not the heart of the eyes, it is not known.

"It's quite environmentally friendly..." Hong Xiaobao sighed.

After the death of the heart, Lingtai Zhuguo has been transformed into an entity from illusion, Hong Xiaobao put away the mind, is about to put it into the Qiankun bag, who knows that at this time, Lingtai Zhu Guo suddenly wandered and floated up Left turn and turn right, like a group of wildfires, the old is strange.

Hong Xiaobao suddenly said: "Monkey, are you dead? Or are you saying that it is wrong to bury me? Do you want to burn some ingot candles to worship?"

Yin Laomo suddenly sneered: "Your boy is stupid again, and next year you can burn some Yuanbao candles to your little wife to worship. Someone under the cliff, you are an idiot!"

"Wow?" Hong Xiaobao could not help but be surprised.

The voice did not fall, and a figure suddenly appeared on the edge of the cliff, quickly catching the Lingtai Zhuguo floating in the air.

Hong Xiaobao suddenly returned to God and shouted: "Where is the thief, dare to rob the old man's Zhu Guo! The old man is fighting with you!" Perhaps it was caused by the experience of picking the fruit, and he subconsciously issued a thought. Volume, I want to grab the Lingtai Zhuguo back.

The result was a shock to myself.

"My **** read... Hey, hahaha, the old man’s thoughts, have you become so powerful?!"

Hong Xiaobao’s thoughts were originally several times stronger than the same-order monks, but now they are actually several times stronger.

To make a less appropriate analogy, if the ordinary five-fold monk's mind is a faucet, then the pre-Hang Xiaobao's **** is the 119-inch big nozzle. Nowadays, the sprinkler has turned into a river.

Even if there is a **** in the tomb, he can sense the movements outside of a few miles.

Shotgun change guns, this is!

At the moment, Hong Xiaobao’s fierce **** read a volume, and suddenly felt that there were some strange things around the Lingtai Zhuguo that were shredded.

The figure was suddenly snorted, and the whole person's movements slowed down, only feeling dizzy and groggy.

He used his mind to draw the Lingtai Zhuguo, and wanted to come to the sea to catch the moon. Who knows that Hong Xiaobao suddenly became a **** of great power, and instantly destroyed his own thoughts, and suddenly he was countered.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Hong Xiaobao rushed to the past, regardless of the three seven twenty-one, lifted the copper mouth and fangs and smashed it!

Good guy!

After eating the heart and the leaves, not only did the gods become stronger, but even the realm exploded. Hong Xiaobao feels that he has at least a five-and-a-half-year realm of meat and fetus - a half-level!

The figure screamed "not good", forcing the discomfort of God's rebellion, and violently taking out a small knife.

A bang.

The short knife is obviously not a thing. It was not ruined by a copper mouth. Instead, it also burst into a strange black light. It is awesome. The power is still quite small.

For the sake of reason, there is no black light in the world, but now it has actually appeared. Strictly speaking, it should be a black aura that wraps the figure.

Then the two passed by.

Hong Xiaobao's heart is tied to the Lingtai Zhuguo, so there is no victory to pursue, but the Lingtai Zhuguo is caught in the hands. But just in the moment of being in the wrong direction, he made a face-to-face with the figure, but suddenly stunned.

"It's you?"

"not me!"

"It's you! I know you, you are that... who! Who are you here?!"

"You have mistaken people! I have never been here!"

The man denied it, then covered his face with his sleeve and hurriedly jumped down the cliff. Hong Xiaobao quickly chased after, but found that the other party has actually disappeared.

"Hong Xiaobao, you haven't finished yet!" At this moment, the red lotus over there shouted again, and was almost unable to hold it.

Hong Xiaobao returned to God and quickly called: "Okay!"

"withdraw!"

The red lotus screamed and rushed up. The blossoming lotus blossomed and violently forced a retreat. Wu Hao and Yun Xiong quickly took the opportunity to sacrifice the flying sword, flying over and catching Hong Xiaobao to fly.

After the three of them left, Hong Lian plucked away and then walked back in the red lotus, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.