Vol 2 Chapter 2478: Returning from the original road

Xiao Hua wants to urge the Thunder's technique. Unfortunately, the mana within the meridian can't be mentioned at all. Yuan Ying is also imprisoned in the lower Dantian. Only Zhong Dantian's infuriating and lively anomaly.
"This is really a Yuan dynasty!" Xiao Hua understood. "But this is not under Duanmu Liangzhu. It should be the Yuan dynasty laid by the ancestors of the scorpion."
I thought that this was the Yuan dynasty laid by the prodigal son, and I thought of the quenching technique that I had previously obtained in the stone wall. Xiao Hua couldn’t help but expect the familiar feeling in the distance. His heart secretly calculated this familiarity. What is the feeling.
Xiao Hua thought a lot of possibilities, but he still couldn’t help but wait until he came to the cloud-smelting space and saw countless mountains, trees, beasts and castles with dark green clouds. Resigned.
But seeing between the clouds and clouds, a turtle shell is like a midday sun inlaid in it, the turtle shell emits a dark green color, a vigorous atmosphere fills the whole space, and all the clouds are condensed like a pilgrimage. Worship and change in this brilliance.
"Turtle shell? Tianxin??" Xiao Hua snorted, could not help but open, "This turtle shell is actually hidden here! Looking at Guanghua and Yunxiao, there must be a piece of heaven in the middle. How big is the prodigal son of the prodigal son? Supernatural powers, actually... In this cloud mountain puzzle, the Confucianism’s heavenly heart is concealed! It’s no wonder that Confucianism is searching for the heavens in the Tibetan immortal continent. Even the new Confucian disciples have only half of them. It is no wonder that the protection of Yunshan's fascination is so strict. If there is such a fascination, how can it protect the heavens for thousands of years? If Xiaomou first rushes to the chest, it implies the breath of the heart. I am afraid that this Yuan Zhen will not come with Xiaomou!"
Between the minds and minds, Xiao Hua took a shot of his own door, and the three-colored heavenly heart rushed out of the middle dantian with the infuriating, the three-color brilliance fell on the space Yunxia, ​​and the dark green color turned into a glory, even if the space was in Vientiane. It is the gathering of Yunxia, ​​but it looks very similar to the ordinary things.
Look at the three-color heavenly heart, which is attracted by the breath of the turtle shell, and flows through the left side of the turtle shell and clusters it.
"Xianyou... fast, let go of small students!" At this time, Confucian Xiaohua’s voice was a little trembling, and he said, "Xiaosheng seems to understand some!"
"Yes, this...this is really like the essence of Confucianism!" Xiao Hua was also happy, and hurriedly took a hand to shoot his chest, but see Confucian Xiaohua with sword light into the space, the three colors The body immediately gave birth to a strong sucking, and the things that were condensed by the clouds around the wind and the clouds were broken, and then rushed into the body of Confucian Xiaohua. "Brushing brush..." Like a deciduous light, Confucianism Xiu Xiaohua’s body is hard to suppress! When the waiting to rise to the size of one hundred and ten feet, Confucianism Xiaohua will have a mouth, a true gas falling on the turtle shell and the three-color Tianxin, four Guanghua rushed into it, but see Confucian Xiaohua Zhou Guanghua Quickly flashing, the body shape slowly shrinks, wait for a moment and then Xiaohua's general size, and if there is some unrecognizable difference on the skin, this Confucian Xiaohua is almost exactly the same as Xiao Hua.
Although Confucianism Xiaohua has shrunk, but he did not open his eyes, the atmosphere of the shells surrendering to all things did not disappear because he fell into the body of Confucianism Xiaohua. Instead, this breath was more intense because of the addition of the tricolor Tianxin, and gradually It is to diffuse the entire space.
"Nan no Maitreya Buddha!" ​​Xiao Hua is an untimely mouth of the Buddha, and his body slowly retreats to the side. But seeing the Confucianism Xiaohua at this time replaced Xiaohua. At this time, Confucianism Xiaohua is no longer the kind of stand-out appearance, and there is no sword that can pierce the sky. All the swords are now It has disappeared. Only one piece of Confucianism, which is condensed with the pages of the book, is worn on the body. Although there are still inscriptions flashing in the eyes, there is a kind of ambiguity in the inscriptions that is far more intense than that of ordinary Confucianism.
A slender sword hangs freely in the waist of Confucian Xiaohua. The sword has a scabbard on it. The scabbard is still a book, faint. In the gap between the books, the sharp and unparalleled swords are from time to time. Transmitted. The eight-sword flying sword that previously formed Confucian Xiaohua was afraid to be a bit.
It turns out that the heart-shaped sword is very obvious. Now it is also hidden in the body of Confucianism Xiaohua. The sharpness is not suitable for the moderate-minded Confucianism Xiaohua, and it is impossible to reveal the mature Confucianism Xiaohua. But watching Confucian Xiaohua raise his hands, Confucianism floats in the wind, the clouds in the whole space are like the Confucianism Xiaohua's perception spreads in the whole space, and the clouds of the whole space begin to be in the Confucianism Xiaohua's perception. Slowly changing...
This change has just begun to be extremely slow, almost stagnate there, and the whole space is dead. I don’t know how long it has passed, or a gust of wind blows, a grass seed moves, this grass seed breaks out, long It became a grass, and then thousands of grass seeds moved, and thousands of grasses grew out...
A grass, a tree, a mountain, a city...
a chicken, a dog, a cow, a person...
A dust, a light, a star, a world...
There are more and more things in the whole space, and the changes are getting faster and faster. Waiting for the end, all things are turned into streamer phantoms flashing around the Confucianism Xiaohua!
I don't know how long it took, all the streamers came to an abrupt end, and then "Boom..." A burst of silent roar, the whole space was broken and destroyed, and all things were turned into a cloud of rotation. This rotating cloud crossed the strange arc in the air and landed at the top of Confucian Xiaohua. Although Confucianism Xiaohua did not open his eyes until this time, the cloud path fell from the ground and unimpeded into the body of Confucian Xiaohua.
The whereabouts of the clouds are like the finishing touches. The whole body of Confucianism Xiaohua gradually rises to the glow of the sun. From the top of the head, it quickly rolls to the feet, and waits for an unspeakable lively and vitality to emerge from the eyes of Confucianism Xiaohua. In one place, a book is slowly unfolding, and it will be stopped at the foot of Confucian Xiaohua.
"Congratulations to the fairy lover!" Xiao Hua flew to the Confucianism Xiao Hua look, Ji Xiao smiled.
Confucianism Xiao Hua’s face gave birth to a solemnity, and he also said:
Tong Hsi, Happiness!

"However, Xianyou does not seem to fully understand the true meaning of this Confucianism. There are still many questions and puzzles!" Xiaohua asked.
"Xianyou!" Confucianism Xiaohua’s face was born with bitterness. "This is the practice of Confucianism. I don’t know how many people are eager to cultivate the true meaning! You and my body are born out of the door. Looking at the secret machine, what else are you not satisfied with? Now these five heavens and hearts, you and I are the only ones. After the last Tianxin finds you, I will be able to understand the secrets of Confucianism."
"Even if the five hearts are gathered together, it is not easy to find a real secret!" Xiao Hua shook his head slightly. "If only five hearts gather together, how can these five heavens fall apart? Confucianism must not protect every possible way. These five heavens?"
"Who knows? Wait until you find the last Tianxin!" Confucian Xiaohua looked at the book under his feet and smiled. "I will wait for the early childhood to go out. If it is understood by Confucianism, it is in the clouds." Within the mountain fanfare, I am afraid that it will be sent to the fairy palace to remove the Yunshan fandom from inside to outside?"
"Well, please visit the fairy!" Xiao Hua shot the top door, and the Confucianism Xiaohua's body shape turned into three colors and disappeared into the interior.
Immediately, Xiao Hua took Tengyi's scissors in the robe and stepped on the book. The whole figure flew forward with the rotation of the book.
At this time, Xiao Hua really looked forward to it. The two fans gave him endless benefits. He couldn’t imagine what he could get in the cave house of the prodigal son, and he finally understood why he picked it. Xingzi and Zhang Daoran’s generation would rather risk the fall and smash this big battle. Because the greater the risk, the bigger the harvest! This trip to the 沧子子洞府 is greater than all the adventures of Xiaohua.
It’s just that Xiao Hua, who has been stunned by happiness, thinks it’s too simple. Of course, this is a treasure for the monks in the caves of the predecessors, all of which are only seen in the life! What is actually so easy to get to practice and use? Just like a few things that Xiao Hua got, the dragon's quenching technique, the turtle shell with the heavenly heart, the Yan Lingzhi used to cultivate the scattered baby, and the five elements of the martial arts and the alchemy, these four things One is that ordinary monks can use? How to practice the quenching of the dragons? It does not mean that the human monks can't cultivate at all. Even if they are practicing, they will end up with the broken bones. As for the turtle shell, even the millions of Mengshan's Jiman can't touch the mind, can't find the mystery inside, the general Confucianism, how can the monks of Daomen find it? Compared with the tortoise shell, Yan Lingzhi is even more scarce. If it is not Xiaohua, there are some opportunities to get the ink cloud from Xuan Songzi. If Xiaohua has the memory of Huang Yi, how can he collect it?
In this way, it also lost a lot of money collected by the prodigal son. It is also a loss of Xiao Hua’s body and Buddhism and Confucianism. This has made these wastes a treasure. In fact, when it comes to the real price of the goods, the prodigal son’s Practice and understanding... Xiao Hua did not touch the side at all.
Pressing the pounce on the excited and careful liver, Xiao Hua disappeared with the scroll and his body slowly disappeared. However, Xiaohua’s eyes and shadows flew away, and the figure flew out of the stone wall. After seeing everything in front of him, he couldn’t help but scream:
No...no mistakes! How come back to the original Dongfu?

Yes, Xiao Hua once again did not expect that the stone wall he flew out was not the previous stone wall, but the Dongfu that he fell into was the Dongfu, the platform that was taken away by Xiao Hualian’s case. Above, it is also empty.
The blue waves that Xiao Hua took the Yan Zhizhi were also empty.
There is no one in the entire Dongfu, and there is no difference when Xiaohua left before. R1152
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