Vol 2 Chapter 767: disturb

However, what Xiao Hua didn't know was that at the end of Xiaohua's urging of blood and blood, the spiritual fluctuations on the seal finally broke through the ink sands of the ink black forest, which was extremely weak and extremely fast. Xiao Hua’s unimaginable speed was passed out, and the spiritual power was actually transmitted in two different directions...
However, it is half a day's work, far away from the Mohe Black Forest, and within the two caves that are far apart, one is the old man of Hefa Tongyan, and the other is a middle-aged monk who is imposing, both of whom are retreats, and This spiritual fluctuation is extremely easy to break through the prohibition of the two people, obviously this spiritual fluctuation is extremely important.
"Hey?" Almost at the same time, both of them opened their eyes, their faces changed slightly, and they rushed to force the mana. The law of the hands changed, and the two men’s laws were different. They were all very complicated and waited for half a minute. The work of the meal, both of them are slammed, playing in the air, one is showing the mirror in front of the eyes, one is showing the foggy color. It’s just that the two of them looked at each other for a long while, and they couldn’t see anything. They were all slightly frowning. The middle-aged monk stood up and waved his hand. He flashed a rainbow and said a few words in the inside. Yang, Feihong is gone, and the middle-aged monk is not anxious to practice, a slight pace; "Quirks, seemingly the fluctuations of the seal, can be plausible, is it not the old ghost's behavior? Well, it should not be The old ghost, but he has made a vow, will not arbitrarily move! Is it that the kid is moving? However, this is only a few decades, he can not cultivate such a high realm! It is difficult... is other I don’t know how to die? I don’t know if I see the seal. I don’t know what I am doing. If I am higher than me, I am afraid that I will not shoot. If I am lower than me, I will not dare to shoot? Is it difficult to have other changes?"
The old man of Hefa’s childish eyes was as stalking, and said: "However, if you look at the agility from the seal, the seal is no problem, and the plan agreed with the old one is still no problem. But... how can you not make a vow? Don't let the old ghost know to go and see? Hey, the pledge of the day is really strict. I am afraid there are some problems!"
After half a bag of cigarettes, the two were almost at the same time...
Xiao Hua, who is far away from the Black Forest, can't possibly know this. He has been shrouded in deep surprises at this time. In the past 100 days, he only watched the race against time, compared with the level of the sand, and used the practice of blood to refine the heart of the heart to maintain the space of the meridians, fearing that it would be broken by the massive aura of heaven and earth. There is no leisure at all to check out my cultivation as an entry. Just now, the last trace of the dark sand corroded the earthy aura of the earth, and Xiao Hua’s last practice of displaying the blood and refining the heart of the heart turned all the real elements in the body into a heart and went straight to the mudball palace. It is really the most painful cone of the thorns in the past 100 years. It is born in the mud palace, and the meridians in the whole body have returned to normal and natural. It’s more than twice as big as the original one, and this is Xiao Hua’s complete peace of mind!
Then, Xiao Hua took a long sigh of relief, urging the mind, and re-refining only the traces of the soil in the meridians. As the heavens and the earth refine into the true elements, once again flowing smoothly in the meridians, rushing into the lower Dantian, rushing into the imaginary point that has solidified some, Xiao Hua discovered that he himself... seems to have advanced Mid-term!
"Oh ~ really is a big horror between life and death!!" Xiao Hua surprised the tongue. "I thought that in the early days of building the foundation, it would take 30 years for others to work. How can I use it for forty years or fifty years? Therefore, I have no intention to practice my mind. It is also a routine homework. Even this is In the past three years, I have only focused on the formation of the law. Who would have thought that it would be only a hundred days of work in this black forest of the ink, and the road to the next 30 years will be completed! Really... I don’t know how to let Xiaoye How to say it! Is Xiaoye a genius?"
"And. According to the master, there is a bottleneck in the early stage of the construction of the foundation and the foundation of the foundation. If there is to be realized and accumulated, how can the young man not have it? How come it is smooth? It seems that just a little bit There is no feeling of breakthrough! However, the meridians and the body are some progress, but the bones can be quenched... but there are some problems. It seems that there is no feeling of progress in the past. It is hard to be... In fact, Xiao Hua In the early years of foundation construction, although it was only focused on manipulating the fire, how could the fire be easily manipulated? The precise control of the mana between the slightest and the slightest, although Xiao Hua could not cultivate the mind, the real yuan The flow of the heart, the operation of the mind, is the micro-manipulation of the mana, all of which are carefully and constantly refined by Xiao Hua every moment. The hard work of his year is far from the others for five years; In the mountains, the masters of the law of the cloth are not ordinary people. They can kill the big array of Yuan Ying. The masters of the formation are at least the repair of Yuan Ying. Xiao Hua’s cultivation in the early stage of the foundation, the gift of the Jindan period. Repairing the array, they are also far beyond With the limits of cultivation, Xiao Hua can complete the array of Tianmenshan in three years, and the painstaking efforts are more than ten years of efforts. Moreover, for Huang Yi’s painful understanding, it is Shi Xiao. The life and death of Huatiandao has an essential understanding, and his cultivation is more and more promoted. These factors have been piled up before, and Xiaohua’s cultivation is inevitable, but there is no chance!
The ink sand and inkstorm of the ink black forest is this opportunity, an opportunity to compress time, an opportunity to transform massive earthy aura into real yuan.
Besides, the initial stage of building a foundation is just the beginning of real cultivation. How can Xiaohua encounter any bottleneck under the heart of heaven? If the soil crystal milk is too much corrosion by the sand, it is possible that Xiaohua will be close to the base of the building!
Of course, then again, if the soil crystal milk is not corroded by the sand, the heaven and earth aura is wasted a lot, Xiao Hua's meridians are afraid of being broken up early, as to whether Xiao Hua can survive or not! In addition, whether to use the soil crystal milk in the ink black forest, try again to repair soaring... I am afraid that now I will kill Xiao Hua on the spot, he will not answer it!
No matter what, Xiao Hua has stepped into the middle of the foundation, which is a gratifying thing, but Xiao Hua, who has always been careful, has not been happy for too long. After all, the rush to step into the foundation of the foundation, the realm is still unstable, he I don’t dare to neglect, still sit on my knees, look at the nose, nose and heart, and take my heart and mind, do not rush to run the mind, week after week, carefully work...
In the depths of the Black Forest, there is a piece of bareness, no seeing of any coffin, and no place to catch the vines. The darkness is at its extreme, but on some bright ground, several weird spirits swiftly pass over. ......! ~!
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