Immortal Path to Heaven

　　 The sun is shining, there are no clouds in the sky, and the breeze is slow.

　　He Jian's eyes were bright, his body was magnificent. Obviously, after filling the foundation, the benefits are so unimaginable that he finally has the capital to impact His Holiness.

　　Ouyang Ming gently arched his hands, leaving the small courtyard without a hurry, and walked towards the courtyard where Xiaoman was. Jiang Qingcheng followed him with a grinning smile, his white fingers rubbing against the porcelain bottle, and the corner of his mouth was gently raised upwards.

　　 The interior is very warmly decorated, Xiaoman is refining Aura, and it is running for a big week.

　　 He is such a person, very attentive to cultivation, and extremely persistent.

　　 Seeing this scene, Ouyang Ming's eyes also showed relief, the thoughts moved slightly, the golden spiritual power surged like the tide, and his mouth whispered: "Let your mind go, hold Yuanyuan Shouyi!"

　　 Xiaoman's talent is excellent, without any hesitation, his thoughts are scattered, and at the same time, he embraces Yuan Shouyi.

　　 Suddenly, Xiaoman's meridians, bones, and flesh and blood all appeared in Ouyang Ming's perception, full of vitality, and in a few days, he must be as strong as a cow.

After careful investigation, the spirit power was taken back, and he said softly: "Tomorrow will start carving wood carvings, and the heart will be carved out of wood carvings. It is not impossible to have anger in your heart, but you cannot be controlled by anger. Killing machine."

　　 "Xiaoman understands!" He said softly.

　　Jiang Qingcheng walked up beautifully, took out a crisp cucumber from his sleeve, and smiled brightly: "Here, give it to you."

　　 Xiaoman stunned slightly, followed by his right hand, and took a deep look at Jiang Qingcheng.

　　Ouyang Ming looked at this picture, smiled, stepped up gently, and returned to his small courtyard.

　　 At night, the breeze Xu Lai, he jumped forward, jumped on the roof and looked into the distance. I saw countless mists tumbling across the sky, sweeping away, magnificent. Suddenly, just like being pulled by a mysterious force, it condenses toward the middle and turns into a huge deep vortex, bursting out a strong suction, and wreaking havoc on all directions.

　　At this time, the ten gods in the sky shone with light, intertwined into a net, and turned into a huge light curtain to block the storm from the outside.

　　 "This world is too dangerous." Ouyang Ming said with emotion.

　　 "The world is a melting pot, where is it not dangerous? It's just that the people of Daxu bear more." The voice was soft, with a faint charm. From the inside of the small courtyard, as soon as the voice fell, Jiang Yingrong's sleeves swayed, and the jade feet lightly jumped up and fell to Ouyang Ming.

　　 "Why is Sister Jiang coming?" Ouyang Ming looked at Jiang Yingrong and asked softly.

　　 "Come to repay Yu Yu." Jiang Yingrong looked at her beautifully, showing two dimples in the corner of her mouth, which looked more touching.

　　Ouyang Ming came to interest, twisted his body, and asked softly, "I don't know where Xi comes from?"

　　Jiang Yingrong flipped her wrist, and when she fell, a black token appeared in her hand, I don't know what kind of material it was made of. There is a ridiculous word engraved on it, as if it were made by nature, as if it were not carved by a monk, but inscribed by heaven and earth. With just a glance, even the aura in the body is somewhat hot, which is obviously not ordinary.

　　 Ouyang Ming's eyes flashed, wondering: "Sister Jiang, I don't know what this is?"

　　Jiang Yingrong's smile on his face continued, and he whispered: "This is a barren order."

　　 "Desolation order?" Ouyang Ming's pupils shrank inward undetectably, listening to the name, he thought of the desert.

　　 "Well, it's the barren order, as long as you hold this order, you can enter the barren desert." She seemed to smile, with inexplicable deep meaning.

　　 Ouyang Ming's brows frowned together, and the color of doubt on his face was even worse: "Aren't the deserts dead? How..."

He didn’t finish it, but Jiang Yingrong understood what he meant and explained: “If there is no barren order, it’s a dead place, and some is a land of nature, and you can go further in it. The farther you go, the more nature you get. . Such as blood coffin, strong body, panacea... There was once a human race who actually got an ancient magic weapon, and another got the bones of dragon and phoenix. What is even more bizarre is that this token is not human refined, but Flying out of the depths of the barren desert and raising it by nature, every piece is cherished."

　　 When this voice echoed in Ouyang Ming's ear, even with his heart, he was a little shocked.

　　 pondered for a long while, and then asked: "What is deep in that desert?"

Jiang Yingrong did not rush to answer, but said: "Generally speaking, the stronger the power of the bloodline, the farther it will go inward. But so far, even the Venerable, who has the bloodline of the ancestor, has not reached the deepest point, No one knows what is hidden inside. This is one of the biggest secrets in the Great Ruins." When she said this, she also showed a daze in her eyes.

　　Ouyang Ming looked at Jiang Yingrong deeply, took the black token, and pondered, "When will we go?"

　　Jiang Yingrong smiled and said, "After three days, there are four people in total, you, me, Elder He, and a Jiangjia Tianjiao."

　　 The voice just fell, his body flashed, and turned into a Changhong, startled.

　　Looking at her distant back, Ouyang Ming chuckled: "Jiang Family is really willing to give blood, this kind of thing has been delivered." Of course, he will not let Jiang Family suffer.

　　Looking to the horizon, the deep vortex has spread, and with a step, he jumped from the roof.

　　 entered the house and began to practice the idea of ​​ideology. Suddenly, lines of golden fonts immediately appeared in Ouyang Ming's mind.

"A thought of broken stars, a dry river and sea, a world of everything, a life or a prosperity, a death or an extinction, all between my thoughts." Ouyang Ming once again saw this line of fonts, an overbearing intention to dominate everything from him Body emerged, this is to domineering with kingliness.

　　Feeling his own changes, Ouyang Ming spit out a turbid breath, secretly said in his heart, the method of nourishing qi, and indeed hegemonic.

　　 The thought moved, and he fell into it, and began to practice the first chapter of Wei Nian Ju. The voice of the demon, he sat cross-legged, his **** interlaced with his thumb, forming a strange ghostly handprint.

　　 Suddenly, a voice echoed in the house.

　　 is like the roar of countless gods and demons, the voice is indifferent, shaking the space.

If this is the case, there is a shadow of gods and demons emerging. The shadow is covered with blood, just like stepping out of hell. The surrounding space is constantly shaking, and there is a candle on the burning flame. Baking, it's about to melt.

　　 I am afraid that even if the Venerable sees it, he will be shocked in his heart.

　　 This is the great level of the voice of the gods and demons, turning virtual into reality, and practicing to this point, Ouyang Ming has added an extremely terrifying killer.

　　 Of course, being able to cultivate to this level so quickly is also closely related to the spiritual world of the Phoenix family. The two dragons and phoenixes are originally world enemies. Who would have thought that a person with the spiritual world of the Phoenix family would even practice the dragon secrets?

　　 Moreover, this mystery is based on spiritual power, the stronger the spiritual power, the greater the power.

　　 No one can imagine how this kind of secret method can bloom in the hands of Ouyang Ming.

　　 Ouyang Ming's eyes opened, and two black dragon shadows were reflected in his eyes. After exhaling gently, the virtual shadow in front of him slowly dissipated.

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　　The next day, Chaoyang had just protruded half of his head from the mountains, and the golden sunlight was flooding the earth.

　　He Jian carrying the sword box, stepped high and low on the sandalwood trail, and walked slowly.

A purple light spot became brighter and brighter in Ouyang Ming's spiritual world. Ouyang Ming slowly retreated from the silence, his eyes opened, his figure flashed, and he greeted him actively, making a laugh: "Lao He, you don't Stable state, what are you doing here?"

　　He Jian took a moment in his arms, took out a black token, and shook it in front of Ouyang Ming's eyes. It was a barren order.

He grinned and said: "The old man has carved wood carvings for so many years, and the spirit has long been polished to the extreme. Wherever a solid state is needed, this is like a wooden barrel. The water is overflowing, and if it is added, it will overflow, as long as Only by breaking the shackles can more water be filled." Then, he pointed his finger to Dantian, which meant that only when Dantian turned the lake, he would have a substantial improvement by breaking the spirit into honor.

Ouyang Ming tapped his sword box with his finger and sighed: "This kind of thing is not in a hurry. The stronger the gains and losses, the more they will gradually drift away. Rest in their heart, step by step, it is The best way to break through."

　　He Jian nodded and said, "This is the reason!"

　　Ouyang Ming did not respond, glanced back, and said softly: "Come, come in and sit, I still have a few jugs of good wine in my bag."

　　He Jian nodded gently and walked into the house, sitting similarly without drinking.

　　 opened the door and said, "How much does Brother Yu know about the desert?"

　　 "Well, Jiang Jiang should have already told me." Ouyang Ming replied softly.

He Jian didn't speak~www.readwn.com~ took a piece of rice paper from his arms, which was filled with dense handwriting, and his voice was low: "The barren desert is on the edge of the blood dragon family's sphere of influence, covering a thousand miles, Congjiang Starting from home, it takes five days even if the Spiritual Pinnacle rushes all the way." In his heart, he already treated Ouyang Ming as a spiritualist Pinnacle practitioner.

There was no gap in the sound, and then said: "Every ten years, the desert will spray hundreds of desert tokens from the core, and the locations of the drops are all random. The reason is unknown so far. Chenghui went here to seek for creation, but there was no barren order, and more than 80% of the testers would die in the barren desert. The further you go, the higher the temperature and the greater the probability of dying."

　　 Ouyang Ming's face showed surprise, and he said with a smile: "It is worthy of being old, and doing things is safe."

　　He Jian's throat moved slightly, his palm gently touched Hu Zha, and said with a smile: "I have seen more in these years, and I think more."

　　Ouyang Ming smiled and did not speak, and secretly sighed in his heart. It turns out that there are so many secrets in the barren desert, and he really cares about it, and he must do things in the future and then move.

　　 This time He Jian sounded the alarm for him, and the lingering emotion in his thoughts dissipated instantly.

　　He once again thought of the dangers in the ruins, his eyes full of vigilance. ...

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