Chapter 1753: Uncle Beard

After doing all this, Chen Chen breathed a long breath, his body shape became stunned, and stared at Xu Yidao, "Lao Tzu did his best, he only recovered these scattered souls and sealed them in her body. Lao Tzu was fighting It's fateful to do this, no matter how much we can do nothing. "
"In short, this woman is really dead and soulless. Even if I seal her flesh and blood, but you want to resurrect it, it is as difficult as possible, at least there is no hope in this world, but Lao Tzu Always leave you thinking. "
Xu Yi finally took back the body of Xue Zihan held in his palm and worshiped in the dust.
Chen Chen waved his hand, "No need, anyway, this is also between you and me. I saw you for the last time, and this energy of Lao Tzu will enter your long river of memory, and I'm afraid it will be completely wiped out. I just hope that your kid will have less trouble , Live a long time. Let go of your memory, I will go back. "
Xu Yicai let go of his thoughts, his eyes darkened and passed out, but the dust did not disappear.
"Damn guy, it's a real jerk. Lao Tzu chooses your memory to be the head of the river. It is simply Lao Tzu's biggest misfortune in this life, weak chicken, weak chicken, weak chicken ..."
Dust is like anger, and more and more sad and urged.
He saved the fellow with the help of nine tigers and two tigers, and turned his back on the door of the memory, leaving him homeless and having to pay for the money again.
He couldn't help it.
But then again, what can he do? The family he approves of, in the memory of others, he has to obey. Like at this moment, although he finally let Xu Yi open the door of memory, he couldn't rush back.
This time, he was telling the truth, his energy was consumed too much, and if he went back, he really couldn't return.
It's easy to go like this. If the weak chicken turns around and picks up a big man to challenge, and toss to death, the dust is unwilling.
If you can't let him die, you have to help him improve his strength.
Thinking of this, Lengchen was as uncomfortable as swallowing a fly.
At some point, he was so confused that he was slapped on his left face and had to rush to send his right face forward.
He scolded resentfully, but kept on hand, examining Xu Yi's body while examining the baby on the ground.
Especially what happened to Xu Yi's own mustard.
The goal of Dust is very clear. It is through Xu Yi's own things to judge Xu Yi's cultivation process.
In the end, he is not a human race, nor does he have to pay attention to Xu Yi all the way. To help Xu Yi improve his cultivation, he also needs to work hard to find the key.
Soon, he came up with several booklets from Xu Yi mustard, which made it clear.
Part of these booklets was handed to him by Liu Zhuzhang, who was concerned with the content of the points and the method of cultivating the seeds of the true spirit.
The other part is Xu Yi's classics about the Abyss of the Fire.
"In this way, to strengthen the spirit and tenacity, to gain a better grasp of spiritual power, hey, the human race is really some genius, but the pattern is limited in the end, it must be Kangzhuang Avenue."
As Chen Chen whispered to himself, he gazed contemplatively, suddenly, sighing, and said, "Unfortunately, I don't have much time. On this condition, if you don't, you will have to."
As he said, he rubbed it with his hands, and several bottles on the ground cracked, and the rune paper was flying and spinning at high speed in the air.
Suddenly, a weird half-black and half-bright array of light formed in the air. Suddenly, the fire was a large tank of pure fire magic power, and the pure red-gold fire element was divided. .
The red-gold fire element penetrated into the half-black and half-bright array of light, and immediately became agile, like a living creature, happily thrown into Xu Yi's Lingtai.
For a while, the liquefied true spirit circle seemed to be stimulated and turned into a round shell to surround Xu Yi's spirit group.
The agile fire element enters the Lingtai and straightens towards the round shell transformed into the true spirit circle.
This monstrous change took place in Lingtai, Xu Yi didn't know it, and was still lethargic.
After watching the situation of Xu Yi, he nodded with satisfaction. "Conditions are limited, that's all."
Immediately, he grabbed a big hand, and a fluffy thing was held in the palm of his hand, which was the Binghuo rabbit.
"The qualifications are good. You can sleep as long as you can. In the future, do good work for Lao Tzu. Don't let this rabbit die early. Lao Tzu's little life is nourishing. How happy the jungle life ...
The dust still kept on, and a few golden marks were made in the palm, poured from the top of Binghuo's head.
The icy rabbit that was drowsy all day was still drowsy.
"Okay, Lao Tzu can help you, that's all, oh, yes, the method of this bottle is also useful for your kid."
The dust bombarded his fingers, and a mark sank into Xu Yi's chest.
He stretched his back. "It's almost time, it's time for teamfights, haha ​​..."
There was a spontaneous glow on his face, and then he made continuous marks into the remaining four cylinders.
The rest of the four large tanks stood out, as if dead.
"So, you can have a century of ease first."
Dust smiled and stared at Xu Yidao, "Little boy, I can only help you get here. If you dare to die in a hurry, Lao Tzu will ruin the samsara, and he will find your account."
After that, it turned into a flash of light, and was put into Xu Yi's head, completely disappeared.
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Alas, a white bird swept across the blue sky and heard a crisp whistle. The white bird twirled in midair and landed on a pink little arm.
The little baby girl in a purple short coat, and the little hands with screaming hands did not know where to pass a green grass. The young iron-billed hawk was pecking cheerfully, flapping her wings constantly, turning the little girl The eyebrows with round short hair and short hair fluttered fanning out.
"Okay, okay, but you can't be greedy. You don't have it today. You should go back and find your mother."
The little girl patted the little head of the white-billed eagle, and threw it into the sky forcefully, and the white bird rose into the air. As if she understood her words, she whispered into the sky and disappeared.
"Woohoo, ohh ..."
The little girl gently pulled the reins, and her fiery red foal rushed down the hillside happily, gazing at the endless grassland, followed by the distant sky, gusts of wind, setting off waves of green waves.
The little girl cheered the foal cheering, running on the grassland as if flying in the green sky.
The little body is on the pony, making various difficult movements, even standing on one foot behind the horse, throwing the reins in his hands, rubbing his forehead with his hands, and laughing, "Uncle Beard, beard Uncle, you see, isn't my riding skill very clear, is it about to overtake you, haha ​​... "
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