Chapter 7: Inheritance (2)

Gongliang stood in front of the monument for a while, but he couldn't see anything, so he wanted to go to the next place.

Suddenly, he noticed that this guy was looking at the monument with great interest.

After a while, I saw it standing up, dancing with their hands, and I didn't know what they were doing.

Fang Cai saw that Gongliang was looking at the giant monument, so he followed suit.

Suddenly, it noticed that the holes in the monument began to slowly shrink, and finally turned into tiny black dots. The little black dots quietly joined together in a straight line, like a shadow waving a long stick. It's fun to watch, so it dances along with the gestures.

After a while, Gongliang saw it take out the jasper bamboo that was usually licked with saliva disgusting bala from the treasure bag, and waved it, and the more it danced, the more energetic it became.

After a while, I saw a bamboo shadow in the sky, and I could no longer see its body.

Looking at it, Gongliang found that it was not waved in a disorderly manner, but had a certain order. If you look closely, it looks like a stick method.

Could this be the inheritance? Gongliang was dumbfounded for a moment.

Even this stupid head can get the inheritance from this huge monument full of holes? How can such a smart person not be able to do it?

Gongliang couldn't help but look at the huge monument full of holes again, but the holes were holes, and he couldn't see the stick method.

At this moment, he began to doubt his IQ a little.

Turning his head and looking at Migu, the little guy was also confused. Fortunately, he is not very stupid, and the little guy Migu is the same as him.

Gongliang waited beside Yuan Rolling for a while, and saw that it was holding the jasper bamboo and fighting, and he didn't mean to stop for a while, so he walked to the side. Anyway, Round Roll has telepathy with him, so he will naturally look for him then. Besides, in this temple, there is no fear that anyone will harm it.

There are countless steles in the stele forest, as if there is no end, and Gongliang doesn't know where to start.

After thinking about it, he decided to start with the giant monument where the circle was located, look to the left, and then circle back.

So, Gongliang went to the left.

Along the way, I walked through several stone monuments, which were either engraved with images or scratched with messy traces, and occasionally one side was written with absurd texts, but I didn't know what to do, so I had to continue walking.

After a while, he still couldn't find anything, so Gongliang took some food for Mi Gu and the chickens to eat, and then said to them: "You don't have to follow me, go around by yourself, maybe you can get some inheritance like Yuanpiao." ”

Migu and Chick didn't know what inheritance was, but when they heard him say that, they walked around.

Behind the temple, there are several pairs of eyes that have been watching Gongliang.

Situ sat around the bonfire with Dao Meng and Qiu Niang, and the beating flames flashed from time to time Gongliang's various things in the stele forest.

Situ looked at it and asked Dao Meng next to him, "Didn't you tell him that the inheritance of your Dayan Department is in the southeast corner?"

"Nope. ”

Dao Meng shook his head and said, "Why bother to stick to the inheritance of Dayan, maybe he will have a better chance?" I believe that he can come out of the ancestral land where there is no aura, and he is by no means an extraordinary person." ”

Situ heard him and nodded.

Qiu Niang glanced at the knife and thought thoughtfully.

In the forest of steles, Gongliang didn't know how long he had been walking, and he felt a little tired, so he sat down to eat. After resting for a while, I was about to continue walking, but I suddenly felt a cool feeling in my back, and when I turned my head, I saw two behemoths on the originally empty stone tablet behind me.

It was an ancient dragon and a moon-stepping rhinoceros.

Suddenly, Gongliang came to a place shrouded in mist, only to see the ancient true dragon and the moon god rhino standing proudly in the clouds, and no one let anyone.

Suddenly, they let out a loud roar and roar, and rushed straight towards each other.

The speed is as fast as a meteor, like lightning, and like a white horse passing through a gap.

In an instant, the two collided together, and the sky shook and the earth shook, as if the planet was shattered and the world was sinking.

A dazzling white light burst out as the two collided, and Gongliang was so shaken that he couldn't open his eyes. At this moment, the white light penetrated Gongliang's mind, and he felt as if something was more in his mind. Suddenly, he heard someone shouting in his head: "Dragon rhino twelve refining, the first refining, true fire refining skin." ”

Suddenly, Gongliang was shocked to find that he couldn't move, and a wisp of blue-purple flame inexplicably appeared in the dantian.

When the blue-purple flame appeared, the true qi in the dantian was like a moth to a flame, constantly pouring into it.

Gradually, the flames grew bigger and bigger, suddenly soaring to a height of one floor, but slowly shrinking until they were more than a meter away, but they seemed to be more powerful.

The flames stopped growing here, and the true qi no longer poured in.

At this time, in his dantian, in addition to the mung bean great true liquid condensed in the blood pool of ten thousand beasts, there was only a small piece of condensed true qi left.

Gongliang thought that this was the end of the matter, but unfortunately it didn't. The blue-purple flame actually burst out of his body from the dantian and began to burn every inch of skin on his body in an unknown way.

In an instant, a pain like scraping the bones and marrow came.

Is this the rhythm of burning yourself alive?

Gongliang was terrified, and hurriedly drank with his mind to order the blue-purple flame to stop burning his skin, but unfortunately the flame did not listen to him at all, and continued to burn. At this time, he couldn't move again. All of a sudden, I couldn't survive or die.

The bronze skin is being transformed little by little under the scorching of the blue-purple flames, turning from bronze to black charcoal.

Gongliang looked at his darkened skin speechlessly.

Is this going to degenerate from the yellow race to the black race? Or is this a necessary process of the black life?

After a while, the blue-purple flame was weak and slowly shrunk.

Gongliang breathed a sigh of relief, thankfully, he was finally going to stop, otherwise he didn't know if he would be able to withstand the scorching heat of the flames.

Just as he was rejoicing, the remaining true qi in the dantian began to pour into the shrunken blue-purple flames.

That small piece of condensed true qi was not enough for the blue-purple flame to grow, and suddenly, the mung bean great true liquid that he had worked so hard to condense in the blood pool of ten thousand beasts suddenly exploded, and countless condensed true qi surged towards the blue-purple flame. The originally shrunken blue-purple flame instantly grew countless times, and began to burn Gongliang's skin inhumanely.

Bursts of pain came like scraping bones and marrow, and the skin darkened little by little.

Gongliang sadly found that at this time, he could not do anything at all except watch the blue and purple flames scorch his skin.

Is he going to die young?, he thought a little desperately.

After a while, looking at the continuous loss of true qi in the dantian, he began to worry. I'm afraid that the true qi will be gone, and the flame will begin to absorb the qi and blood essence in the body and burn the skin, and it will be over.

At that moment, he hurriedly communicated the fruit space with his mind, took out the spirit stone and put it in the palm of his hand, and replenished the consumed true qi little by little.

Feeling that the spiritual energy of the spirit stone was still too little, he hurriedly communicated with the beast soul and began to absorb the surrounding spiritual energy for his own use.

For a while, countless spiritual qi passed through the fruit space and was transformed into pure gas and injected into the dantian.

Looking at the slowly growing true qi in the dantian, Gongliang finally put his mind at ease.