Do Not Seek Fairy Fate

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The sky is clear, and there are occasional white clouds, drifting slowly along with the breeze.

The crow's cry is harsh and unpleasant, making people feel annoying, let alone calm down.

Wang Hu at this time is just like this.

Scratching his head, his face was impatient.

"Unbearable?"

Opposite him, a tall and thin man in black robes sat cross-legged, and smiled coldly when he saw it:

"It's only a few days, you're so hard, and the days to come are still too early!"

"Senior." Wang Hu sighed, glanced at his densely packed Gu worms, and said helplessly:

"what the **** do you want?"

"Gongfa, I have already told you about it."

"No." Dugu Wuming slowly shook his head:

"The exercises you handed over are incomplete, and practicing with this method can't eliminate the influence of alien bloodlines on the physical body."

"Really?" Wang Hu looked up, haha:

"But I cultivated like this, no, it's okay, it should be because the techniques vary from person to person..."

"what!"

A sting made him jump almost in place.

However, his body was restrained, and he could only watch a few Gu worms pierce his legs with their tail needles high.

Under the pain, he couldn't help yelling at the other side:

"Old monster, what do you want to do?"

"I advise you to be honest." Duguo had no change in expression, and said:

"If you hand over the exercises, you can still suffer less, and you don't want to suffer from the pain of ten thousand gu swallowing the body again, right?"

Hearing this, Rao Wang Hu has always had a big mind, and he couldn't help showing fear on his face.

"senior."

He softened, begging for mercy:

"I know, I have really told you about it. This exercise is incomplete."

"Oh!" Dugu Wuming raised his eyebrows slightly:

"incomplete?"

"Yes." Wang Hu nodded and said:

"My master has only seen the profound art of all souls, and it has been on a whim, and has made a little improvement."

"fart!"

The roar sounded like a muffled thunder, instantly sweeping across the sky and the sky, and even the sky rolled up billowing dark clouds.

There is more thunder rolling, and the storm is about to come.

Dugu has a distorted face, his eyes are round and his forehead is blue and bulging, almost showing a demon body:

"Myriad Souls Profound Art is the old man's insight from the ancient secrets, and it has been revised repeatedly for more than a thousand years, and it has few defects."

"Who can make improvements after seeing it?"

"Uh……"

The lonely and ignorant anger was as real as it made Wang Hu's face pale when he was facing the front.

His throat rolled, and said with difficulty:

"But, my master has indeed improved Myriad Souls profound art, and he hasn't practiced himself."

"Really..., on a whim."

These words made Dugu Wuming's eyes shrink, his steel teeth clenched, and for a long time Fang smiled coldly and said:

"Junior, your master has made me interested. Who is his surname and where is his origin?"

Although he didn't want to admit it, the facts were right in front of him.

There is indeed no flaw in this little fat man's own profound art of all souls.

There is also no case of alienation.

Wang Hu looked wary:

"What do you want to do?"

"Without him." Dugu Wuming looked sincere:

"I admire this class of outstanding people very much, I am fascinated, and want to visit one or two."

The corner of Wang Hu's mouth twitched.

In the past few days, he has seen it thoroughly, although the person in front of him is sometimes normal.

But the spirit is absolutely abnormal!

Once irritated, immediately furious, it is not like a successful cultivator at all.

The key is.

No one knows which sentence will stimulate him.

Moody.

But the strength is terrifying!

In Wang Hu's view, it is simply a miracle that this class of people can live to this day.

But this also proved from the side that the strength of loneliness and ignorance is extremely powerful, and this can survive to this day.

When his thoughts turned, his face suddenly became solemn, and said:

"Senior Dugu, you said you were going to visit my master, but in fact, you are afraid that you have no good intentions?"

Lonely ignorant hummed lightly, without answering.

"But..." Wang Hu's voice stretched out and said:

"I advise you, don't have such thoughts, my master, he is not an ordinary person."

"Really?" Duguo had no apparent contempt.

"Don't believe it." Wang Hu raised his eyebrows and said:

"I remember you said that Myriad Souls profound art is the secret of a certain sect in ancient times, and its origin is mysterious."

"In addition to your predecessors, you have been thinking and meditation for more than a thousand years, and you have today."

"But my master can only improve the technique for a few months."

"Do you think..."

"Will he be an ordinary person?"

There was silence in the court.

Dugu Wuming's complexion darkened, his eyes flickered back and forth, and the power on his body disappeared unconsciously.

really.

As a cultivator of the Mysterious Technique of All Souls, he knows the mystery of this technique far better than others.

In just a few months, it was improved...

"Humph!"

He snorted softly and said:

"Who knows if what you are saying is true, maybe he has been thinking about my technique behind his back."

"Hey..." Wang Hu shook his head and said:

"I'm afraid you don't believe it, Senior."

"Let me tell you, my master has a special position in Taiyi Sect, and even Grandmaster Jin Dan must be polite to him."

The foreign monks worshipped the sect, and their status was naturally special.

As a master of alchemy, the pill that he refines is very popular, so the golden pills are naturally polite.

What he said is the truth!

Although the lonely ignorant is sometimes unconscious, the realm is high, and he can hear that the other party is not lying.

In my mind, I couldn't help being confused.

Jin Dan must be polite, can it be Yuan Ying?

Yes!

I'm afraid that no one else can do it except the real person Yuan Ying who can beat my practice.

"Humph!"

When his thoughts turned, he hummed slightly:

"Even if it is really a Brother Yuanying, I am not afraid."

"Yes." Wang Hu shook his head and said:

"Senior is superb, claiming to be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with Yuanying, but my master is not Yuanying."

"Mouth of nonsense!" Dugu ignorant swept across coldly, his face full of disdain:

"Since ten thousand years ago, there have been no cultivators above Yuan Ying in this realm, and lying has to be overwhelming."

"Uh..." Wang Hu's expression was dazed, his neck straightened immediately:

"What if my master... What if it's a big man who has lived ten thousand years, don't you say that you can live long, too?"

These words.

Anyone with a more normal IQ would not believe it, lonely and ignorant, to really fall into contemplation.

His cultivation method is different, and his brain circuit is also different from ordinary people. That is to say, he really thinks about this problem seriously.

After a long time, he shook his head slowly:

"impossible!"

"Even the cultivator of God Transformation cannot live for tens of thousands of years, unless..., it must be impossible!"

As he spoke, he raised his head, looked at Wang Hu back and forth, and said:

"Junior, how does your master treat you?"

"I am very good!" Wang Hu raised his head and said:

"Speak out, you may not believe it, but I am the only apprentice of my master at the moment."

"Yes?"

"certainly!"

"That's good!" Hearing this, Dugu Wuming grinned, and suddenly appeared in front of Wang Hu.

"What are you doing?" Wang Hu's expression changed drastically.

"Good thing." Dugu Wuming's face was cold, and he stretched out his big hand, already covering Wang Hu's head:

"Boy, if you don't want to die, don't move!"

The sound falls.

A strong vitality gathered in his palm, pressed by mana, and directly penetrated into Wang Hu's body.

"Operation technique!"

He sounded like a muffled thunder, with a breathtaking force that allowed Wang Hu to subconsciously operate the method.

Mana wanders through the body, and the power of wind and thunder in the blood is also driven.

"it is good!"

Dugu Wuming's eyes lit up, and a burst of blood was spit out abruptly, falling on Wang Hu's body.

"All spirits are wonderful, and profound art is self-contained."

"Drive me!"

With a roar, blood surged, Wang Hu's body trembled, and his physical body also changed accordingly.

Hair began to extend, long hair became curly, and finger nails became crooked and hideous.

The breath on his body also soared.

The beginning of the foundation, the middle and the middle stages of the foundation are completed...

"Huh!"

A long roar penetrated the clouds.

Wang Hu's eyes were wide open, his eyes let out the wind and thunder and lightning, and his back did not know when his wings were born, and he splayed angrily.

"Do not!"

He looked up to the sky and roared, full of grief and unwillingness, and then his head softened and he fainted to the ground.

"Hey-hey."

Dugu ignorant stepped back, watching Wang Hu collapse in the Gu insect swarm.

At this time, Wang Hu, although his hands and feet were still human, he was covered with feathers and had two wings on his back.

Already, half man and half demon!

Go out, afraid that everyone will shout and beat.

"Nowadays you have turned into such a situation, I want to see, can your master change it back?"

With a cold smile, his figure disappeared in the same place as the wind rolled in the middle of the field.

…………

At this moment, the master who could deter loneliness in Wang Hu's mouth was also in trouble.

Inside the cave.

"Danzhu!"

Do not ask to sit cross-legged, looking at the pill beads in front of him.

The Danzhu is golden in color and mellow throughout, like a transparent golden bead, with a bright halo.

No need for spiritual perception.

It's just the instinct of the flesh that can perceive how terrifying the essence of this pill bead is.

If it is refining...

His breathing couldn't help but his heartbeat jumped for half a beat.

All along, what Moqiu worries most is that his cultivation base can't keep up with the consumption of lifespan.

Yijiazi Daoji early stage.

According to the example of other people's practice, in the middle stage of the Dao Ji, I am afraid that it will take nearly two hundred years.

In this lifetime, there are still two things to say about whether you can advance to the later stage of Daoji.

Not to mention.

That distant Jindan Avenue!

For this reason, many cultivators will focus on their blood relatives after they have advanced to Daoji.

Practice...

The possibility of going further is too slim!

The same is true for Moqiu.

but now.

The opportunity lies ahead!

Although the pill beads are far inferior to the inner pill of the Golden Core Demon Cultivation, they can also strengthen the cultivation mana.

As the thought turned, Moqiu's eyes suddenly lit up, and two strands of flames shot out of his eyes and fell below the Dan beads.

The real fire burned, and the Wuzhu Danzhu slowly began to melt, turning into a pill liquid.

A trace of it drifted quietly to Moqiu's mouth and nose.

The distance is getting closer.

suddenly.

wrong!

Mo Qiu's heart jumped, his mouth, nose, and eyes suddenly pierced with aura, blasting towards the pill fluid in front of him.

"late!"

The screaming sound pierced the eardrums, and plunged into the sea of ​​soul consciousness.

The pill fluid was even more alive, suddenly leaping forward, directly on Mo Qiu's face, and infiltrated into the flesh.

Essences that can be called terrifying, all of a sudden poured into the body.

Even more dangerous is that a remnant soul emerges from the pill beads and rushes towards the sea of ​​knowledge that is Mo Qiu.

It's the millipede!

Mo Qiu's heart beats, his face is cold.

Obviously, it was the millipede who knew that he was going to die, so he hid his remnant soul in the pill bead.

When someone refining, they will seize the opportunity to possess the body and seize the house.

These things ~www.readwn.com~ are recorded in the sect classics. It is not that they have not happened before, so Moqiu will burn and refine with real fire at the beginning.

It stands to reason.

If the remnant soul is hidden in the Danzhu, it will definitely not escape the burning of the real fire, not to mention the divine search.

But don't want to.

This thousand-legged centipede could hide so deep, if it weren't for the achievement of success, the divine consciousness fluctuated abnormally, and it would be impossible to find it.

but……

A remnant soul, just want to take my body?

Don't ask for a cold smile, the Vientiane Buddha, God Prison, Liuren God Soldier, and Tongxinzhu instantly become one.

A netherworld, rising from the height of self-knowledge!

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