Perfect World: From the Middle Period of Chaos

Chapter 62
In a paradise of idyllic beauty, a chaotic fairy mountain stands horizontally, a willow tree towers into the universe, swaying three thousand golden willows, hanging with crystal bubbles, that is one world after another.

Song Hua was in an open place, and in front of him was a vermilion stove. There were ten evils on the surface of the stove. The real dragon fought to kill the skyhorn ants, the fairy phoenix teased the unicorn, and a figure sat cross-legged in the sky full of thunder. There is also a nine-leaf clover rooted in the spring.

Meng Tianzheng is now proficient in the way of yin and yang, yin and yang are opposite to each other, such as water and fire, time and space, life and death.

"Tianyang Grass, Nine Yin Vine" Song Hua took out the baptism method left by Taoist Qingyu, and heard from him that it was obtained from a secret place in Sin State, suspected to be left by the Seven Kings.

"Magic Yang Snake, You Ant, Yin Yang Centipede."

Immediately afterwards, Song Hua took out the creature that made Meng Tianzheng's scalp tingle. He threw a purple snake into the furnace, and a dark black ant exuded a strong breath of death.

They are all creatures belonging to the fairy world, thrown by the ancestors.

"Old Song, are you sure you want to put these in?" Meng Tianzheng said bravely, he could feel that these things had the realm of divine fire, or even the realm of true one.

Which one is not strong?But it has to be his baptism.

"Of course, because they themselves contain the principles of Taoism. After you refine the principles, you can absorb them. Maybe you can directly ignite the divine fire and cultivate the immortal energy." Song Hua said firmly.

With this trip, it would be too bullying to go to the Immortal Ancient World.

Although there are many good things in the ancient world of Immortals, such as the three thousand roads, which can be refined to produce immortal energy, or the Hall of Immortals, the White Tortoise Entrusting Immortal, or the fruit of the gods, the soil of all things, etc. It's a good thing.

It's a pity that they are destined to break through this trip, otherwise they won't be able to get in, unless the three of them are sent in by Uncle Zhang.

Now with their strength, it would be immoral to bully the monks of the Three Thousand Dao State.

Although they are all in the same realm, but their Dao is complete, they must not be able to support five moves.

But he was very greedy, so he could receive the magical powers of the fairy scriptures in the hall.

Song Hua put a lot of weird things, even stones.

This stove is very strange, and they don't need to be activated, they just need to put things in it, and then people can go in again.

After a while, Song Hua finally got what Meng Tianzheng needed.

"Go in." He looked at Meng Tianzheng with encouraging eyes.

Lao Meng gritted his teeth and stepped into the stove.

"You don't take off your clothes and go in?" Song Hua said suspiciously. After the clothes were burned, they would definitely be mixed with these medicines. If they were inhaled into the body, it would be bad.

When Lao Meng heard it, yes, anyway, it's not like they haven't seen it before.

Meng Tianzheng showed his rock-like abdominal muscles, and his chest muscles spread like a butterfly's wings. He stepped directly into the stove without looking back.

"puff!"

The terrifying law immediately fell from the sky, and the radiant order burned up, and a large piece of runes sank directly into the top of the furnace like a galaxy.

At this time, there was a strange sound in the stove, and it was burned by the fire of the Great Dao. The original vermilion stove became even redder, as if the metal body was burned to the point of melting.

"what"

Vaguely, Song Hua also heard screams, and the situation inside could be seen outside the stove.

Meng Tian is being broken down!
In the closed stove, his blood was boiled out, steamed up, and the meat was cooked in a bright red.

He just moved slightly, and a piece of steaming meat fell directly from his body, even the muscles were roasted.

Move it, and the whole body will split open, like a roast chicken.

His skin and flesh were disintegrated, his bones were boiled out of the marrow, his flesh and bones were all melted and turned into a slurry, flowing with crystal luster, which was the fusion of divine power and laws.

At the same time, the law on the top fell down, and the spirit inside also began to struggle, and began to turn into liquid and magic medicine, fused with Meng Tianzheng's flesh and bone magic liquid.

"Damn it." Song Hua exclaimed and widened his eyes, good guy, this is much worse than when he was training his body.

"No, it's so miserable, it shouldn't just be a few screams."

He felt something was wrong, it was worse than he was back then, he couldn't get numb, he could only watch himself being roasted and disintegrated.

Could it be that this stove can also make people feel pain-free?
After a long time, Meng Tianzheng completely lost his breath, leaving only a cloud of yin and yang energy sources, and a misty and crystal-clear fairy energy surrounding the yin and yang sources.

Inside the yin and yang source, sitting cross-legged is Meng Tianzheng, the size of a golden fist, who is his primordial spirit.

The infusion of the Heaven and Earth Avenue stopped, the fire of the Avenue went out, and the temperature began to drop.

In the end, the ancestor worship spirit appeared, mobilizing the power of law, and reshaping Meng Tianzheng's body.

If you want to be reborn with a broken arm, you have to go to the realm of the gods, otherwise you have to rely on natural materials and earthly treasures or elixirs below the gods.

In the end, Meng Tianzheng came out refreshed, looked at Song Hua and said, "I feel refreshed now, and the sense of oppression is gone."

"Although there is some pain in the front, but there is no feeling in the back."

This time, in order to cheat Song Hua, his endurance reached the limit, and he deliberately used secret methods to isolate his voice, and shouted inside, but Song Hua couldn't hear him.

"Really?" Song Hua was suspicious, he suspected that Lao Meng lied to him, but there was no evidence.

Meng Tianzheng's handsome face became serious, his bright eyes showed sincerity, and he said: "It's true, it's more true than a real fairy."

Song Hua started to act. First, he cleaned up the things left by old Meng Nirvana, and started to prepare his own things.

It's even simpler for myself, as long as it increases blood energy, all the treasures that can improve the body and soul are put in, and I didn't forget to put those spirit insects and poisons.

"No!" Song Hua suddenly realized that Meng Tianzheng's hair had turned as white as snow, and with his delicate and stern face, it was simply a dream of a nine-day girl.

"Why did you turn gray hair?"

Song Hua looked at Meng Tianzheng in surprise, his snow-white hair was swaying slightly and draped over his shoulders.

Meng Tianzheng was also speechless, and said: "I don't know either, maybe it's the root problem."

He himself was also very confused. When his body was reorganized, his hair turned gray.

But he thought he was so handsome, so he didn't bother to turn black.

It is up to him to decide whether to turn white or black, which represents the way of yin and yang.

Song Hua suddenly remembered that in the original book, during the battle of Emperor Guan, the young Meng Tian had white hair, and it was the fetus of a god who was warmed in the magic bow.

The white-haired Meng Tian is just like a peerless Demon Lord, while the black-haired Meng Tian is full of righteousness.

This is a crimson world, the terrifying fire of the avenue is burning, colorless, like water droplets, transparent, but the outline of the raging fire can be seen.

There is also a puddle of divine liquid, all kinds of spirit insects are struggling and writhing in it frantically, and all kinds of elixir have developed spiritual wisdom. They want to escape quickly, but they are imprisoned in place, and they can only quietly wait for the arrival of fate.

Song Hua sent Lao Meng's sincere and playful eyes into the stove.

"Huh? I don't feel anything." Song Hua murmured, he came in naked, but found no pain, just like soaking in a hot spring, lying safely in the divine liquid, enjoying it with his eyes closed.

Anyway, Meng Tianzheng said that the front was a little painful, but the terrible transformation in the back didn't hurt much, because there were spiritual objects and precious medicines to protect him.

Song Hua was skeptical.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the moment he lay down, the top exploded, and the huge sound echoed in the world, and the echo kept hitting his heart.

Song Hua looked up in surprise, and found that there was not only a hole in the sky, but any large crystal law fell down, and bright runes began to flow in like a stream, and the chain of order burned and began to heat up.

"boom!"

A large number of runes fell, and each rune was like a drop of rain, but countless raindrops formed a stream, which directly submerged Song Hua, watering it from the beginning to the end.

Each rune is a knife, with a light stroke, his flesh and bones are separated instantly, and the severe pain makes it suffocate, and he can't cry out at all.

"Lao Meng misunderstood me." Song Hua was in severe pain, which was even more painful than when he was training his body.

Not only the flesh hurts, but the spirit also hurts, even the original source feels pain, and his cave sky is directly shattered, and the runes disintegrate.

He now feels that he has no cultivation, and then he was locked up with a deposit, and he was imprinted in the wound, on the bones, and on the nerves with red-hot iron.

(End of this chapter)