"It's not a broken stone, it's a fairy fate given by Emperor Wa. ”

"Wa Huang Niangniang...... We haven't been to the Faerie Realm, have we?"

It is difficult to combine this complete piece of blood-colored jade with the suffering Nuwa in one place, and people can't help but wonder which side of the world of Thunderbolt is still connected to, it should not be ......

Without waiting for Wen Renran to confirm what he thought, Xiuxin took the blood jade off his chest, and with a slight urge from his fingertips, he saw that the blood jade suddenly enlarged into ten crystalline crystals, five of which exuded a soft brilliance.

Colorful and crystal-coloured, it slowly rotates clockwise in the air. Seeing this kind of scene, even if Wen Renran didn't want to admit it, he had to think of "Buddhism will be defeated...... However, no one should recite in front of them "The world is like a chess game, and the universe is unpredictable", and by the way, the inspiration for the five swords came from.

But if it's really Tianjing, there's no reason why I can't see the mantra on it, and why is it in this form? Puzzled, Wen Renran asked, "Xiuxin, you tell me everything from beginning to end." ”

"Hmm. ”

Seeing that Wen Renran seemed to be completely unaware, Wen Renqing was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and replied: "It's that after Daddy's research was given to me without results during that time, I dreamed of seeing Emperor Wa Niangniang one night." ”

"Then why didn't you mention it to me?"

"Daddy, you're not at home...... Didn't I tell you today?"

As if he was not very happy to be left out in the cold, Xiuxin took away the ten pieces of Tianjing of Zhenyuan and fell heavily in his palm, and then reunified into a whole blood jade, before he continued: "There are ten layers of formulas in it, and Emperor Wa said that if the time comes, the last two layers will be sent to the fairy realm." ”

The bitter realm has a history from the Shang and Zhou dynasties to the Tang and Song dynasties, but it seems to have been stirred into a mess, and it cannot be used as a basis for scrutiny. The origin of Nuwa in the Bitter Realm is mysterious and unpredictable, and the immortal realm can inherit its divine power for eternity, but it is not unbelievable that there are Tianjing left in the world.

However, since it is a ten-layer formula, it should be that the "Heavenly Treasure Jian" has not run, and Wen Renran asked tentatively: "White clouds and smoke, roses and clouds...... Blood Firmament, Mysterious Universe?"

"How does Daddy know?"

"What does your father not know?" After confirming that it was correct, Wen Renran's stomach ached for a moment, and he couldn't help but think about the intention of the psychic transmission in Nuwa's dream.

The inheritance of the divine power of the immortal realm, with the longevity of Xuanhua for five hundred years, it is long overdue to integrate the divine power.

"Hun Tian Bao Jian" is indeed a god-level martial art, but if it is roughly compared in the same amount, even if the Xuanhua realm has not reached the level of the Xuan universe, it should not be difficult for Cheng Dù, who has his true god inheritance in his body, to surpass the master of the ordinary blood firmament...... Therefore, sending the "Heavenly Treasure Jian" to the Immortal Spirit Realm, considering that the blood firmament involves the origin of life, should it be more to extend the life span of the goddess?

However, this is only Wen Renran's own speculation, and it is impossible to know exactly at this moment. Moreover, the water of the suffering realm is too deep, and Wen Renran doesn't want to continue to think about the matter of the great gods in the Six Heavens Realm, so as not to get angry in the end.

After pressing his nervous thoughts, Wen Renran said: "Xiuxin, just send the formula, or do you want to send Tianjing?"

"The mother said that it is okay to just send the formula. ”

"So, let's just go on a trip in the future. ”

It's still early for the Six Calamities Canglong to come out, and the grievances between the Immortal Realm and Hell Island are useless, but the matter of his own daughter makes Wen Ren even more concerned.

Wen Renran folded the quilt for Xiuxin, leaned over and instructed: "By the way, before Lianyun people leave the customs, you should try to use your master's kung fu as little as possible." ”

"Oh. ”

I have long known that Lian Emei has a strong enemy who has not yet come out, and it is a matter of hearing people's repeated instructions, Xiuxin naturally will not refuse: "Daddy, then do I want to practice the two martial arts together?"

One ascends to the immortal, the other is close to the gods, but "The Treasure of the Heavens" is taken from the power of nature, and it should not conflict with the Taoist classics. Under the comparison between the two, if you encounter a bottleneck in the future, you may be able to learn from it. ”

"Daddy doesn't need it?"

"I don't need to. ”

Martial arts cultivation has reached the point where it is heard that people are natural, and it is basically impossible to change the foundation, and there is no need to change to other disciplines. There was that time to practice the "Treasure of the Heavenly Heavens" to the fullest, and when he heard the people, he realized that the way of the sword had already ascended to the realm of entering the Dao, and there was no need to cultivate the "Treasure of the Heavenly Heavens" again.

However, the good thing about "Treasure of the Heavens" is that if the talent is enough, the cultivation of the first few layers is not too time-consuming, and it can have a good power.

No matter how high the qualifications of the body of the half-immortal are, the foundation still needs time to be slowly polished. If she can't exert the full power of her debut, it will be a good thing for her to have the "Heavenly Treasures" of the previous layers as the foundation.

"Okay, okay, if you go on, it'll be dawn. Tomorrow I will take you to Sharo, and then together we will find a way to heal her. ”

Xiuxin pulled the quilt to cover her mouth, and asked again in a vague voice: "If Sister Sha Luo is cured, will she be able to drink water casually in the future?"

"Yes. ”

After washing and tidying up with warm water, Wen Renran blew out the candle, walked to the edge of the bed and sat down and asked, "But Xiuxin, aren't you tired at such a late hour?"

"Is Daddy tired?"

"Hmm. ”

"That'...... Daddy cuddled and slept together. ”

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Unstained with dust, unstained with dust. In the withering season, the reflection is still flying flowers, the orange-shirted hermit is independent of the stream, his heart is inexplicably melancholy, and he feels that there is little peace and purity for days, and he can't help but feel a little relieved.

Suddenly, there was an unkind wind, and when I saw the pink cherry blossom dance, Mu Liuchen's reverie stopped suddenly, and his eyebrows were slightly tightened and he turned around to face the comer. The onmyoji in gorgeous clothes still has the same demeanor, but his soft expression rarely overflows with murderous intent, and he asks lightly: "I haven't seen you for a few days, are you okay?"

"The wounded body is unharmed. However, the Lord of Evil personally came to greet him, but Yun Tao Mengbi was flattered, why not speak out?"

It is only expected that the Onmyoji will come untainted by mortal dust. Mu Liuchen responded indifferently, waved the herbal tea on the table, and then stretched out his hand to invite him to take a seat.

Laughing softly and couldn't guess why, the Onmyoji was sitting and taking a sip, and Yulu sighed: "Tea is good tea, but it's a pity that it's cold and out of place." ”

"This tea has never been the best, and it is cold. ”

"Oh, what makes a good tea?"

"As soon as the water enters Cho, it needs to be boiled urgently, and when there is a sound of loosening, the lid is removed to inform its old and tender. After the crab eye, the water has a slight wave, which is for the time, the big wave is boiling, and it is silent to be obsolete, and the soup is old and fragrant, and it is absolutely unusable. ”

The taste of herbal tea is low, Mu Liuchen finished explaining, and said clearly: "Just like you and me, there are too many temptations to retain at the beginning, and the soup is too old and loses its taste." ”

"How can a friendship that has been boiled so hard make a smart man as interested as you?"

"Good tea meets good water, wonderful and fresh, so that people can have an endless aftertaste. ”

Not long ago, the Onmyoji was still able to capture the selfish desires in Mu Liuchen's eyes, but when he talked about it today, he felt quite surprised, and his warm voice couldn't help but be sarcastic: "For you, fame and fortune are really not worth mentioning?"

"I don't deny that I had ambitions, not even for the sake of the so-called righteousness of the world. But I can see the dilemma of the Yekou Yueren...... Onmyoji, do you think Yuntao Mengbi will be a stupid person?"

Collecting martial idiots is a selfish "benefit", but the word "profit" is only necessary to fight for "fame". Further, for Mu Liuchen, fighting for "fame" is just to compete with Shu Dao.

Now that it is difficult to do private affairs and mundane affairs, Mu Liuchen's earlier resentment and depression naturally faded, but a ridiculous and strange feeling filled his chest and abdomen......

Now that the Onmyoji has come to the unstained mortal dust, if he can't achieve his goal, the two sides will definitely be friends and enemies in the future. Mu Liuchen, who was transparent in his heart, shook his head and replied: "Those who are famous are also rolling each other, those who are wise are also fighting for each other, and the two are murder weapons, so they are not so happy." The world is uneven, and the evil lord still needs to think carefully. ”

"It's good to think carefully...... But if we lose the opportunity to win because we are cautious and do not want to make progress, will we not be able to gain more than we lose?"

Mu Liuchen raised his eyebrows and said, "The evil lord thinks you still have a chance to go further?"

"If you're not a fellow traveler, why should you care about anything else?" Rarely coldly, Onmyoji stood up straight and raised his hand sharply, "But what you owe the day before yesterday, should you give an explanation?"

Get up calmly, look at each other calmly, the long fan in his hand turned into three-foot autumn water, Mu Liuchen smiled and asserted.

"You can't take my life, what kind of explanation can you ask for?"