The heavens begin from the Daluo Hall

Chapter 240 Gold Swallowing Beast (616 plus more)

Wu Ming didn't pay attention to the trivial matter just now.

His thoughts were entrenched on the laurel tree seeds, and a pure yin and auspicious breath came, which almost made his consciousness freeze.

Both yin and yang blend together to comprehend the Dao.

The Taoist is immersed in it, forgetting himself and feeling, as if turning into a laurel tree, supporting the sun, and nurturing creatures such as jade rabbit, moon toad, etc. This is an alternative dual cultivation.

The so-called double cultivation is not only about the matter between men and women, Taoist companions also refer to friends who can support each other on the road, and they can also be monsters, ghosts, witches and so on.

The aura on Wu Ming's body flickered, and he understood the truth that a single yang does not grow. The anode produces yin, and the coexistence of yin and yang is the peak of the fourth level. This also corresponds to the karma of the Nine Tribulations [The Power of Birth and Death].

With a sound of "Bo", his face turned pale, he withdrew his spiritual thoughts, part of his soul was split, and he resided in the laurel tree seeds. Fortunately, the four pure yang secret realms roared and the vast purple energy nourished them.

His missing thoughts instantly filled up, and he returned to his peak state.

The laurel tree is the fundamental thing that will support the blessed land and cave in the future, but it cannot give birth to an independent consciousness like the old demon of Montenegro.

So Wu Ming simply plundered his spirituality, kept his own spirituality, and refined it into something similar to the spirit of the blessed land and the spirit of the cave sky. In the future, it will be regarded as a clone to suppress the blessed land.

And as the world tree grows and spreads many secret realms of dimensions, the perception of the sun and time and space is continuously fed back, and his two time and space fairy arts have become great.

"How to make it germinate now."

The Taoist meditated, and his thoughts drove the silver moon to fall, and the black and white thick soil in the small cave sky surged, and a big hole was made to bury the falling laurel seeds.

There is a secret power circulating in the crystal clear land, which is the unique power of [Health Soil], nourishing the seeds of the world tree.

The spiritual touch left by Wu Ming in the seeds, the lines on the surface of the jade plate are slightly shiny, it seems to have an effect, but it is not obvious.

Seeing this, he frowned, and urged the Yuhuachi, Buzhou Mountain to drop pure Yang Qi, forming a purple liquid to infiltrate the seeds, but as a result, oil and salt did not enter.

"Ah, this..." Wu Ming opened his mouth slightly: "Isn't it okay to have such a high-level substance as pure Yang Qi?"

In the next ten days, he repeatedly used various natural and earthly treasures and spiritual objects to moisturize, but found that the effect was slim.

He had a foreboding feeling that he might have brought an ancestor back.

Buzz!
A mass of the origin of the Dao of Heaven entrenched in mid-air squirmed, and Wu Ming gritted his teeth to draw out a streak of golden-blue liquid that dripped onto the crystal clear and moist silver jade plate.

The next moment, there was a strong reaction, and the majestic energy that contained immortality poured in, and the origin of Jinqing Tiandao was swallowed up, and the spirituality inside was about to move and be nourished.

The surface of the millstone-sized seeds is somewhat textured and shiny.

"It's effective." Wu Ming's face twitched, but he couldn't see joy in his heart. As expected, he brought back a gold-swallowing beast. Originally, he wanted to save some sources for himself to break through to the fifth level.

Now it seems that I can't keep it anymore, and all of it will be used as the baby's milk powder money.

He was wondering how the Changming Immortal of Laoshan could support the jade without roots. No wonder after so many years, it only occupies the size of an island of a hundred miles, and the seedlings among the seedlings are still buds.

Fifth-level accumulation!This is still a blessed place that can carry the energy of the spirit veins and produce a little force of heaven on its own.

He is currently at the fourth level, so it is understandable that he can't afford it. Of course, Wu Ming went to the Daluo Hall to search and found that the fifth level is needed for the world tree to break its shell and sprout.

Whoa!
The golden blue source of the heavenly way was poured into the laurel tree seeds, and the silver full moon swelled several times in an instant.

After a little perception, Wu Ming realized that it was only half full, and he fell silent. He took advantage of the chaotic fight between the two sides of heaven and continued heavy injuries to collect so many sources of origin.

I don't know how long it will take to wait next time, but the result is only half.

"Hey, the next time you travel to the world, you have to reveal a lot of the origin of the way of heaven, otherwise where will you go to gather your own resources and money for milk powder?"

Wu Ming sighed, let go of this matter, and focused on his own practice.

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Three years are fleeting.

During this period of time, Wu Ming settled himself down, went out from time to time to plant some spiritual flowers and fairy grasses, cultivated his sentiments, conformed to the nature of the world, and his cultivation gradually settled down.

Unconsciously, it has been almost 20 years since he came to this world, and the big man has also lived in this world for a long time, and he does not know how the war over there is progressing.

The excuse of his retreat and practice can't be kept for a long time, and he needs to show up from time to time. In addition, he has noticed the problem of the emperor in the mountain sea array experimented in the world of ghosts and gods.

I want to inquire about the information about the early establishment of the Han Dynasty as a real person to make sure.

"It's time to go back."

Inside the crimson palace, the Taoist thought to himself, his body was full of qi and blood, his soul was boiling, and the crystal thoughts were divided again, and the stars were shining all over the sky, converging into a golden galaxy.

Each golden millstone reflects the illusory world. At this time, it is indeterminate, and it is born and shattered one after another. During this period, traces of dim and transparent mist are lingering.

At the pinnacle of the Nine Tribulations, master the power of birth and death!
Wu Ming took a deep breath, and he finally reached the peak of the fourth order. The speed of time in 20 years was exaggerated and astonishing. The main reason was to refine the four pure yang secret treasures, and in the battle of wits and courage with the way of heaven, he had a profound comprehension of the truth.

As for returning to the Emperor Han, he thought for a long time, but he still didn't plan to go back to the real deity, and split up a clone of about four kalpas to show his face, and it was almost enough to inquire about the information.

The great catastrophe is surging there, and it is the most dangerous time, and the Lingxu must not intervene easily.

"Before that, I will fulfill my promise, be humane, and cut off all paths."

Thinking of this, Wu Ming flicked his sleeves and stepped out of the Jiang Palace. At this time, the Taoists were busy, and a huge altar to sacrifice to heaven with a height of 99 feet and a radius of [-] feet was built on a towering mountain range.

The whole body is white and delicate, using a lot of precious spiritual materials, engraving a large number of runes, carving mountains, rivers and seas, flying insects and animals, which has a sacred and majestic meaning.

Only extraordinary civilizations have such great power and can create such a spectacle on the top of the mountain.

He has a solemn face, one step at a time, climbing steadily, looking up at the sky and the earth, his vision suddenly widens, in front of the magnificent sky and the earth, people have a strange illusion, as if he is like an ant, and even the sun, moon and stars in the sky are also small.

Heaven and earth have never been so close to me.

Wu Ming mobilized the great array of mountains and seas, raised his hands and raised his feet, a wave of supreme power came down, and the chaotic energy fell down, obscuring himself. He stood on the altar like a brilliant sun.

Looking down from a high dimension, the golden blue stars vibrate, and the dense lines on the surface are derived, enveloping the whole.

The sacrificial law works.

His mind forcibly restrained the will of heaven, and his consciousness was infinitely elevated. Instead, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and thunder appeared, stretching for thousands of miles, the earth trembled, and spread to the world of ghosts and gods.

"I am Wu Ming, and today I made a great oath, cursing all spirits and races to never be extraordinary, and the blood is imprisoned. If you want to cultivate immortals, you will be like ascending immortals against the sky. The first level and the heavy thunder calamity, all the resentment will be borne by myself!"

(End of this chapter)