Chapter 430: Back to Nandu

Back to Nandu
Of course, Ye Kong didn't know that a beautiful crush had a grudge against him. While flying, he talked with Huang Quan's ancestors again.
Although the ancestor's fighting method just made him unhappy, he suddenly had new ideas from it.
"Old ancestor, since absorbing the spiritual stone can supplement the spiritual power, why can't I absorb a large amount of metallic spiritual stone to strengthen the weak metallic spiritual power in the sea of ​​Qi?" Ye Kong asked.
Huang Quan's ancestor nodded. "In fact, I have already thought about your idea. Although it is barely available, it can still be difficult to operate in practice."
Ye Kong shook his head, "What's the problem? Try to earn the spirit stone in the future! There are adjustment points for spirit stones in every square market. Among the various types of spirit stones, the metal spirit stones are cheaper. We earn the spirit stones, and then Replace it with a metallic spirit stone, and finally absorb it, can you solve this imbalance? "
Huang Quan's ancestor said, "How can it be so easy? Boy, I ask you, have you ever seen a monk who practiced by sucking spirit stones?"
Ye Kong thought about it, really not.
Huang Quan's ancestor asked again, "Would you make a spiritual stone without you being a monk?"
"Then you can talk about the reasons." Ye Kong scratched his head and said modestly. "Although I am also a real human being, I am still a novice, so please give me pointers."
The old ancestor Huang Quan smiled with satisfaction. "Boy, let the old ancestors teach you ... Although a lot of spiritual power is stored in the spiritual stone, but those are not your spiritual power, so you can only stay in your body. After a while ... And if you refine the spiritual power in the spirit stone and want to take it for your own use, you will find that after refining, most of the spiritual power disappears, and only a little bit is left in the end, So I say it's barely available, but it's not really a good idea. "
"What to do? I know the best way is to find a place with ample aura of gold, but where can I find it? I asked many people, and no one knows that there is such a place." Ye Kong vomited with some frustration. Breathed.
After discovering that the spiritual force cyclone was unbalanced, and even had deviated from the center point, Ye Kong did not dare to cultivate. If he continued to practice in this way, he would be more and more troublesome, and it is also very likely that he will go into the magic.
"I don't know how Wuxing Sanren cultivated." Ye Kong sighed again.
Huang Quan's ancestor looked frustrated and laughed. "You don't have to worry about it. The road to cultivation is difficult. Often a small problem will make people stop moving forward, but it is easy and easy to say. If you encounter Xianyuan someday, Thousands of miles a day is normal. "
"Xianyuan, is it too slim?"
Huang Quan's ancestor said, "Are you still weak at Xianyuan? The qualifications of a hybrid spirit root are unique, if not for Xianyuan's care, how can you have today and how fast?"
Ye Kong sighed, "Well, then wait for Xianyuan to come."
Angang City is just over a hundred miles from the south, and mortals ride horses for just an hour. Ye Kong Yujian flies even faster. Without saying a few words, the tall blue-grey city walls of the South Capital emerge from afar.
The huge sky of the southern capital is covered with white clouds and the breeze blows slightly. A wide golden flying sword hovered quietly, a young boy in a blue shirt stood upright, Ren Qingfeng brushed the long hair scattered on his bun, and his deep and firm eyes looked at the South Capital in front of him, staring. Silent.
This is my hometown. I once lived here, fought here, defended myself, protected my family, and defended this city ... What I left here was my first love, first murder, and first practice. There used to be so many lively faces here, people who loved, people who hated ...
Sitting alone in the middle of the night, doing embroidery alone, I looked up at my elder lady who smiled heartily from time to time. Her loyal and hearty but delicate and kind hearted but murderous elder brother Ye Wei, with a stinking face all day but in front of the ancestral hall From time to time, Zhang Wude, the teacher who left a stack of books ... though the city walls were there, those faces went away.
At that moment, Ye Kong's eyes burst into tears, the surface was calm, but his heart was surging like a tidal wave;
At that moment, he couldn't help shouting, "Hell, you can go to heaven! As long as you live happily with these people, even if you don't cultivate the immortal? Even if it's only one day!"
This ups and downs were too violent, Ye Kong suddenly felt that his Taoxin was almost collapsed, and the figure standing on the flying sword couldn't help shaking.
Huang Quan's ancestors clearly grasped this, and he said lightly: "It is extremely difficult to search for immortal roads. There are barriers, thorns everywhere, and carelessness is the abyss. Only with a firm and unshakable Tao heart, it is indifferent to the cold and warm in the world. Only for the sake of avenues and immortals will there be hope of eternal life! "
"There are tens of thousands of immortalists in the world. If you count other planets, it will be countless. ~ Www.EbookFREE.me ~ Anyone who has achieved success is a person who is obsessed with indifference and indifferent world feelings ... otherwise a long life, Watching their parents die, their wives die, their children and grandchildren die, how many people can survive? "
"You're wrong." Ye Kong had calmed his mind and said lightly. "In my hometown, there are no cultivators there. Everyone lives no more than a hundred years. I want my parents to live forever, but I don't have the ability ... But in this magical continent, and I am also a cultivator, I will do my best to try for an opportunity for them, even if it is a small possibility, I will try my best to try it, otherwise I will never stop ! "
Ye Kong looked up and looked at the top of the sky. The sky was so blue and so vast, so awesome.
He whispered: "A lonely life, even if eternal life, is just a prisoner forever."
Huang Quan's ancestor chuckled and shook his head: "These ideas are probably the ideas of your hometown. They are too idealistic and out of reach ... but they are so desirable."
Southern Capital Yefu. I have n’t seen it for a few years, it ’s still so clean and fresh here. On the open ground in front of the house, there is a group of sparrows hopping around to find food. The five characters of General Nan's Mansion in that town are still so red and bright.
Ye Kong knows that this must be what the people in the neighborhood do, who they should love and who they should hate. In fact, everyone has a scale in their hearts.
Although Ye Kong's footsteps subconsciously wanted to walk over and walked across the door, he still stopped, with one glance, like other passers-by, continued to walk forward.
He is no longer the fledgling boy at the beginning. He has gone through many conspiracies. From the glance just now, he can see that Yefu is different from before, and even smells the smell of traps.