Chapter 375: [Shouyuan: One Hundred Eleven/650] Congratulations to Guo Guopor...

One hundred and forty years ago.
Lu Qingfeng just refined the clone of'Luofuzi'. The'Three Lights and Heavenly Xin Sword' had a total of 72 levels of earth evil restriction and forty-five levels of refining. Among the immortals, is the peak of the golden core. If it were placed in the abyss of the Savage God Realm Heavenly Scourge, it would be a Grand Duke series.
later.
As the clone continued to refining, heavy restrictions inside were refined. Refining mana with the help of various spiritual things. By the time of the First World War on Nanguan Road a hundred years ago, Luo Fuzi had already refined forty-eight restrictions in his body. The combat power is stronger, even in that battle, there are still some reservations.
In the hundred years since that battle, because of the frequent calls by the Dragon Lord of the Minjiang River, Luo Fuzi only refined one level of prohibition, reaching a level of forty-nine levels of prohibition.
Estimated by Lu Qingfeng.
Once Luo Fuzi refining and refining the fifty-four bans, he can reach the true peak of the pill formation period. Taking it one step further, fifty-five bans on refining can be comparable to the realm of the soul.
But at the current rate.
Refining the first level of prohibition will take a hundred years, and the more difficult it becomes, the promotion to the soul level will not be more than a thousand years or longer. By then, Lu Qingfeng's body might have already been promoted to the soul.
Yes.
Over the past hundred years, Lu Qingfeng was reluctant to let the clone of "Luo Fuzi" go around for the father-in-law.
After all, the practice is delayed.
It's not that I don't remember the kindness of Minjiang Longjun.
Just thinking in my heart--
Rather than being able to help much in the third stage and the pill formation period, it is better to have a stronger strength and heavier weight after being promoted to the soul, and can help Minjiang Longjun more.
But on the bright side, Luo Fuzi obeyed Lu Qingfeng, and Lu Qingfeng was the son-in-law of Minjiang. Longjun Minjiang spoke, and Lu Qingfeng was not easy to refute.
Luo Fuzi could only be supported by Longjun Minjiang.
Now that the 100-year period is over, he can finally get away. Naturally, Lu Qingfeng will not agree to the temptation of Minjiang Longjun to stay, or even the godly status.
"The little friend is not too busy to refuse."
Minjiang Longjun seemed to have anticipated the rejection of'Luofuzi' early, and struck a red beard and smiled, "This gentleman has a chance here, it is about the little friend's promotion to the fourth level, and it is a great opportunity to be promoted to the fifth level. How to decide after listening?"
...
Two hours later.
Luo Fuzi walked out of the Minjiang Dragon Palace, turned into a sword light, and went straight to Yuanhu Lake to the east.
The inner hall of the Dragon Palace.
Longjun Minjiang looked east, as if watching Luo Fuzi leave.
Prime Minister Tortoise was beside him, smiling, "After Luo Fuzi went back, Mr. Ma knew that he had been digging a corner, and he didn't know how to feel."
"Guangyuan?!"
Longjun Minjiang sneered, "The nine nine flower mirror stones that solicited Luo Fuzi were all he asked for the past from the monarch cheeky. Now that the 100-year deadline is up, can you see if he has the ability to keep Luo Fuzi?"
"You can't say that either."
"If it hadn't been for Mr. Ma's deep Fukuze and prosperous luck, even if the Lord had more mirror stones and even moon stones, he would not necessarily be able to attract talented sword repairers like Luo Fuzi."
Prime Minister Turtle is familiar with Longjun Minjiang, and he doesn't have much scruples when talking.
"Qingyun is pretty good."
"When people sit at home, there are figures like Luo Fuzi to vote. The Tianxin Jianzun relic was born a hundred years ago, and it is also under the jurisdiction of Yuanhu. It is a pity that the three little monks in Yuanyoutong Shrine seem to have a stronger luck and were intercepted. First."
Thinking of the battle a hundred years ago, Rao was the Dragon King of Minjiang, but also a little heartache.
The remnants of sword repair in the fifth stage of the Xianqin period, whether it is a method or other treasures, are all first-class treasures. It was supposed to be the chance of his half son, and also his chance of the Minjiang Dragon Palace, but it was a pity that he eventually missed the hands of Yuanyoutong Shrine.
"With his chance, if you travel outside, there will be chances everywhere."
"Nah!"
Minjiang Longjun thought of the ‘good son-in-law’ in Yuanhu, but he didn’t know what his emotions were.
"Don't talk about him."
Shaking his head, he simply passed the topic.
"Your Majesty thinks that Luo Fuzi is really reliable?" Prime Minister tortoise asked with some delay after hearing this.
"At least from the perspective of this century, this son is dedicated to practicing, and there is only one sword. The rare promise is to serve Guangyuan, so he will be dispatched by the monarch, and all dangers are not afraid."
"Let him go, more reliable than other top talents cultivated over the past five hundred years."
Longjun Minjiang smiled, "Furthermore, it is the first branch of Minjiang to worship this monarch as a teacher. Entering that place is extremely dangerous. But once things are done, promotion to the fourth level is a certainty. How many days have you been stuck in the third? Can't break through the environment? This monarch allows him the opportunity to make a choice, the love is here, and there will be something in the future, and he will always be worried about it."
Prime Minister Turtle listened and couldn't help but said, "That's true. But these years, that place should almost be taken down. Over there--"
"Five thousand years."
"According to the past, it is indeed fast. Let’s see if Guangyuan has not yet achieved the fourth stage and won the fourth stage after five hundred years, let him pass. If he becomes the fourth stage, or that place is To win, it may be a blessing or a curse for him and Ao Le."
Longjun Minjiang shook his head.
Looking up to the west, it seemed to break through the void, and saw an endless ocean, vast and profound.
There was a moment of silence.
Upon seeing this, Prime Minister Turtle was silent, and stopped talking.
...
The opportunity of the Immortal Qin Realm is not small, and Lu Qingfeng puts most of his energy into the game.
in reality.
It is one mind to retreat and practice hard.
Take a closer look.
Now forty-one years have passed since the promotion period.
【Name: Lu Qingfeng】
[Cultivation: Lingxu·Mixed Realm]
【Shou Yuan: 111/650】
Before he knew it, Lu Qingfeng was a hundred years old. Putting it in the Shangyang country and the common customs, it will be dead for a long time, and even the bones have long been buried in nowhere.
"If there were no "True Desolation", even if I did not die early, now I should be in a mass grave outside Heimuzhai."
It's not just him.
Qing Shan and Qing Yu could not escape this fate either.
"Honghuang!"
Lu Qingfeng had many thoughts, and finally suppressed.
Now he is only a Lingxu monk, who does not prove the earthly fairy fruit, but still cannot escape the fate of Huang Tu Yipei. Living a thousand years and living a hundred years is just the difference between a hundred steps and fifty steps.
You must also stick to your heart and move forward.
In reality, there is no luck bonus. If you want to cross the four realms of bigu, heart, loneliness, and fusion, according to the experience in the game, it will be about seven or eighty years.
Among them, the last fusion is the longest.
Lu Qingfeng has long been in the Fusion Realm. He just wants to achieve perfect fusion and get promoted. It is still 30 to 40 years away.
So closed the door.
Even the heavy identities of Lihuo Sanren and Evergreen Taoist, only to avoid doubt, only occasionally show up once in order to avoid being noticed.
At other times, he practiced on Feiyun Island in the Xuanyuan Water Realm.
This day.
Feiyun Island.
As usual, Lu Qingfeng sat cross-legged.
The one who cultivates is still the Immortal Dao Method, and neither the life path nor the path has been practiced.
Practice these two ways in the game, one is to cover people's eyes, pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. The second is to know oneself and the enemy, and to understand the details of life. The third is to quickly train a group of masters in reality to help them. Or it can be used to quickly improve your strength if there are unexpected events in the game in the future.
But in reality.
Immortal Taoism is sufficient, there is no need to distract him, consume more resources and delay the progress of practice.
The gain is not worth the loss.
The exercises are operating, and the true essence is constantly improving.
Lu Qingfeng has long been familiar with the journey.
The four top techniques of "Luofu Sword Classic", "Twelve Capitals of Heavenly Demon Gods", "Yellow Robe True Art", and "Hell and Five Thunder Heart Sutra" operate at the same time. The true essence is vast, far surpassing monks of the same rank.
Two hours later.
The work comes to an end. From Lu Qingfeng's body, the Demon God Jumang leaned forward and presented a three-legged tripod, which is the treasure of Qingmu Valley from Yushan Immortal Mansion
Aoki King Ding.
After many years of refining and chemical industry, I have been sincere.
"unfortunately."
"The tree moves to death."
"The Tree of Spirit Eyes cannot be moved into the Greenwood King's Ding."
Lu Qingfeng couldn't help shaking his head.
As early as when Divine Sect Sect found the Sea of ​​Magic Waves, Lu Qingfeng tried to move the tree of spiritual eyes in the Sea of ​​Magic Waves into the Qingmu Wangding.
But transplanted one plant and died.
Even with the Blue Turban Warriors and even Jumang Demon God, they cannot survive.
Helpless.
Only let the tree of spirit eye continue to stay in the sea of ​​magic waves.
But fortunately, the ‘Lihuo Sanren’ gained a reputation, and neither the Divine Sect in the north nor the Feiyan Pavilion in the south dared to trouble Lihuo Sanren.
The magic wave is also stable.
Converge your thoughts.
Lu Qingfeng sat cross-legged and continued to worship the Qingmu Wangding. This is not refining, but just like in a game, refining the first external incarnation in reality.
in reality.
Lu Qingfeng has five seventh-order magical artifacts in his hands--
Four of them were obtained from the Yushan Immortal Mansion, and they are hard to see. The other one is the treasure of the Divine Sect, which is called "Luo Shenfang". Brought by the mortal Tu Jiao from the Divine Extinction Sect's Jufa, he wanted to suppress the'Lihuo Sanren'.
It's a pity that Lu Qingfeng was seized by the of the sky ~EbookFREE.me~ became the strongest magic weapon in the hands of the "Burning Fire Sanren", and he was in the magic wave sea, no matter whether it is the of death sect or the non-smoking pavilion, he dare not violate it. One of the hole cards.
But the seventh-order magical device has limited potential after all.
If you use this to train your clone, you will be able to build up the battle power of a Yuanshen series in the end through hard work and countless resources.
Far inferior to the eighth-order magic weapon.
As for the eighth-order magic weapon, Lu Qingfeng only has a ‘greenwood king’s tripod’.
"Qingmu Wang Ding refines the external incarnation, although there is no attacking or defensive magic. But the victory is that the body is an eighth-order magic weapon, which has great potential. And the magic weapon is not destroyed, the clone is immortal, and it can be called an immortal existence in the three mountains and nine waters. "
"The space inside is vast, and after training, the magic power continues to grow endlessly."
"Even if you can't cultivate magical powers, imperial magic weapons, or use ordinary magic techniques, you can still use realm and mana to crush cultivators of the same rank or lower rank. Alchemy is not a problem."
There was no wave on Lu Qingfeng's surface.
Aoki Wangding kept spinning in front of him.
A lot of real yuan hit it, and a talisman was submerged in it. Inside the Qingmu King Ding, a hazy figure is looming, and Lu Qingfeng's face is faintly revealed.
It was the second soul that Lu Qingfeng had cultivated.
Falling into the middle, the connection with the Qingmu Wangding continued to deepen.
With the experience of training two clones in the game, it is naturally handy in reality.
More than thirty years.
"Just today."
Lu Qingfeng's tactics changed, and he played with the last real yuan wrapped talisman. Seeing the Qingmu Wangding Qi machine spinning around in the air, there was a burst of change.
Not long.
Amidst a burst of blue smoke, the light bloomed, and a youthful-looking young man in Tsing Yi walked out slowly.
Aoki Wangding clone, become it!
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