The Portal of Wonderland

"Also ask the seniors to make it clear." Shi Mu was surprised in his heart, but he asked with a smile.

"The stone monkey waste vein is too low-level, and the blood heritage contained in it is very thin. It is almost impossible to evolve into the blood of the giant scorpion. But you are absorbed by the blood and the ancestors. The two drops of blood, to stimulate the inheritance of memory in the sky, but it is more than enough." Qingpao old man said long.

Shi Mu heard this and suddenly became speechless.

There should be a lot of people with the blood of the monkey, but it is generally not even the official warrior of the Terran. At best, it is more powerful than the average person. Such people want to be exposed to the low blood of the giant scorpion. Can be imagined.

Speaking of it, he is really lucky.

"Right, the younger generation, just made a strange dream underneath... Is this also related to the memory of inheritance?" Shimu’s face changed slightly, and when he was about to experience the battle in his dream, there were three six-armed Jinjiaju The situation, and the old robe said.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to see this experience."

“Is there anything special about this experience?” asked Shi Mu.

"You don't have to think about it. What you see is the situation of the old ancestors of the day and the enemy before the last big war. If the sky is too mysterious, it will bring the situation back to your eyes. This is also good..." The old man said.

"The white ancestors are so powerful, and finally they are still in the body. What kind of character is the enemy of the year? Is it the nine-headed gold?" Shi Mu could not help but ask.

"Hey, what is the enemy of the nine-headed worm? When the white-haired guy hasn’t practiced the nine-turn Xuan Gong, the little worm is barely an opponent, but wait for the white 猿 功 功 功 , , , The fingers can also crush the nine worms into powder." The old robes snorted and said in disdain.

Shi Mu heard the words, naturally sucking a cold breath.

The nine gold plaques have the strength of the peak of the sky, and the strength of the body is at least above the holy level.

This kind of strength, even enough is not enough to blame the ancestors of a finger, the extent to which the ancestors of the white ancestors are so powerful?

"Who is the real enemy of the white ancestors? How did it fall?" Shi Mu hesitated and asked.

The old robes of the green robes wrinkled, and after a moment they shook their heads.

"I don't know about this matter. I am just a trace of spiritual insignificance of the white ancestors. How can I know everything?" Qingpao Laojiao said with no anger.

"That's a pity." Shi Mu shook his head.

"I don't know if you are a lucky boy, or is it unfortunate?" Cang Laobai gently rubbed the glass and said.

"What do you mean by your predecessors?" Shi Mu was asked by the other party that he didn't know what to say.

"The old man can see from your blood that you have obtained the inheritance of the nine-turn Xuan Gong left by the white ancestors, and you have already practiced this practice, right?" asked the old lady.

"Yes." Shi Mu nodded and said.

"Oh, from the practice of nine turns to Xuan Gong, you will sooner or later because of this practice." The old man said with some gloating.

"Why is this? Please inform the seniors." Shi Mu was shocked and asked quickly.

"You can know that the cultivation of these nine turns of Xuan Gong is related to some kind of air transport in the dark. Once you start practicing, you can't stop. You have to turn around, turn around, turn around, and go back and forth. Until the nine turns into a big success?" asked the old man.

"This...the younger generation does not know. Dare to ask the seniors, once they stop, how?" Shi Mu was surprised, and then asked.

"Once you stop, the person who cultivates will be rebelled by Xuan Gong. If the skill is dissipated, then the body will explode and die." After all, the old man glanced at the stone animal husbandry and said lightly.

Although there is no fear in the face of Shi Mu, the heart naturally sinks.

"You can see from the old man, you are the body of this human race, and the blood that has not yet evolved into the real giants, even if you inherit the nine-turn Xuan Gong exercises, I am afraid you can only cultivate to the first layer?" .

"Predecessors Mingjian, it is true. I don't know how to get the next few layers of exercises, how to get it?" Shi Mu said.

"This matter can be said to be long. Bai Hao's ancestors used to bet on people. In the ban on the sky, they left the second and third layers of the nine-turn Xuan Gong... nowadays In your hands, it is natural to get these two layers of exercises. Just after the six layers of mouths, the white ancestors have made a vow, and will never pass on the second person." Laojiao said.

"Then, isn't it possible that I couldn't make a nine-turn Xuan Gong? In the end, I can only get a break from the end. The predecessors can have a way to save, and I hope to give pointers one or two. The younger generation is grateful." Shi Mu took a deep breath, Said dignified.

"There is only one way to get the next six layers of law. That is to go to the sacred sacred place of the sacred ancestors of the day." The old man took a sip of wine and said lightly.

"The holy land of Qinglan? Where is this again?" Shimu brows slightly, asked.

"I have a blank space about the location of this place. I only have to look for it by yourself. In short, it is in this star field. But I said in front of the ugly words, I have to think that it is all right in the holy land of Qinglan. In the whole practice of the Holy Land, Xuan Gong is also among the first-class supernatural powers. In the holy land of Qinglan, there are impermanent people, but all the disciples who earn income, all of them are the capital of the sky, for hundreds of thousands of years. How many people can cultivate to nine turns?" The old-fashioned robes of the Qing dynasty were like knowing what Shi Mu thought, and immediately it was a cold water splash.

"The nine turns of Xuan Gong are indeed profound, the younger generations are diligently practicing, and never slack off." Shi Mu said firmly.

"Oh... diligent? If this nine-turn Xuan Gong really can be cultivated by the word of diligence alone, then those who have been such great powers for millions of years have long been like the number of rivers." The robe smirked, not without irony.

"This is not known to the younger generation, but also ask the seniors to tell in detail." Shi Mu respectfully said.

"The old man has already said that this nine-turn Xuan Gong will involve some kind of air transport in the dark, so no matter in any star field, or on any planet, everyone who practices nine turns of Xuan Gong, each other There will be some kind of causality between the two. It’s clearer that if one of these people reaches the realm of nine turns, the other strongmen who are fellow practitioners, regardless of their level, will be their own. The scattered work has become a waste person." said the old man.

"That is to say, in the same period, only one person who can practice nine turns of Xuan Gong can succeed, and all others will fail?" Shi Mu was shocked and asked quickly.

"Yes, every generation of Qinglan holy disciples can truly cultivate them to the ninth turn, only one person, only one person. In that year, the white ancestors will turn nine to Xuan Gong to the dilemma and enter the ninth. At the turn of the time, the Qinglan Holy Land has nearly a hundred days of capital, and it has been cultivated as a high-level disciple. All of them have been cultivated for the sake of running water, and the power of practicing Xuan Gong has all been poured into the body of the white ancestors. The flesh was pushed to the point of nine turns in the night, and it was shocked by the ancients!" said the old robe.

"What? This method is so overbearing, all... Is there no exception?" Shi Mu lost his voice.

"From the history of the existence of the Holy Land of Qinglan for nearly a million years, all the disciples who have practiced this practice in the past are all like this, absolutely without exception." Qingpao Laojiao said categorically.

When I heard this, Shi Mu suddenly thought of a possibility and immediately silenced.

"Hey, the Terran Kid, have you thought about it? Yes, all those who practice nine turns of Xuan Gong are born to be endless enemies. Once you know that the other person is like yourself, fellow initiates, you must try to do it. All means, killing each other can be peace of mind. In the hundreds of thousands of years, in the Holy Land of Qinglan, how many brothers and sisters are killed each other to death. In the end, nearly 100 people were repaired to nine times due to their ancestors. The exhausted person is already considered to be very lucky. At least, it has left a cruelty to witness the great achievements of the gods. It is also worth living."

"So to say, cultivation of this work itself is a big trouble." Shi Mu shook his head and smiled.

"So, in the Holy Land, even if you are talented and savvy, if you practice nine turns of Xuan Gong, you must try your best to cover up and never reveal your points in front of outsiders. This is the same for you. Once someone knows that you are working with him to practice this kind of practice, you will certainly spare no effort to kill you." Qingpao old man paused and continued.

After listening to the old man, Shi Mu did not say a word.

"However, your kid is not discouraged. Since the ancestors of the day, the people of the Qinglan Holy Land have become a waste, few people dare to practice the nine-turn Xuan Gong." Qingpao said.

"The ancestors of Bailu have fallen for thousands of years. I am afraid that there are already many people in the holy land of Qinglan, and they have begun to practice this mysterious work again?" Shi Mu could not help but ask.

"You don't have to worry too much about this. In the holy land of Qinglan, there is a soul pavilion. Every disciple from the Holy Land of Qinglan will have a soul lamp for him. If the disciple does not die, he belongs to him. The soul lamp will not go out. Although the white ancestors have fallen since thousands of years ago, because there are still old men who exist in the sky, the lamp belonging to the ancestors in the soul hall has not yet Go out." said the old man in Qingpao.

"It turns out that this is good, this is good..." Shi Mu heard the words, his heart was slightly relieved.

"However, after such a long period of time, the old man has been difficult to maintain his own existence. This appearance is considered a short-lived. Once the white ancestors in the holy land of Qinglan are extinguished, they will not know it again. How many people will once again take the risk of practicing this mysterious work." After the old robe of the green robe, the words turned awkward (~^~)