couldn't resist the power of all the reasons, and under the bewitchment, Qiao Mengchen's restless heart slowly calmed down. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Inhale, exhale, look at the nose, nose, mouth, mouth, and heart......"

Believe it or not, these things that only appear in novels, Qiao Mengchen has never had a chance to come into contact with. But it was strange and tight, and with the chanting of the Holy Saint of Muzhong, every word was like a voice from outside the sky, touching his mind and leading him into a wonderful cultivation hall.

The mood is empty, and the chaotic breathing becomes rhythmic. Slowly, the Heavenly Stone Yuan Qi slowly converged towards the sea of qi, and in one by one, every pore of the whole body slowly bloomed, spitting out the old and accepting the new, sucking every clear air molecule in the four heavens. While the vitality penetrated into the meridians, it was also refining his muscles, bones, and divine sense.

The Essence Sect pays attention to health preservation, pays attention to Taoism and nature, and the unity of heaven and man, so it majors in internal breath and soul;

Before Mu Yubai retreated and cultivated, although they didn't like each other, the two sects were still able to get along in harmony. By the time His Royal Highness Mu Chongju was regent, the evenly matched scene was immediately broken, and the balance of victory was tilting towards the Shape God Sect. The successive political, political, persecutive, and trumped-up accusations forced the disciples of the Elite Sect to die, defect, and go away.

No matter how good the conditions are, there is no feeling of going home, it is better to go fucking.

In a few days, it will be a big examination school once every fifty years, but there is no one among the new generation of disciples who can do it. From the land to the sky, breaking through the prohibition on the human body in the Nether Realm, Qiao Mengchen, who came from the wilderness, suddenly appeared like a flying immortal outside the sky, bringing some light to the staunch supporters of the Spirit Sect.

Qiao Mengchen is not anyone's God, he can't even save himself, not to mention the Eight Poles can't fight the Essence Sect? However, this does not prevent Mu Laosan from pouring his passion into him, nor does it prevent him from being confused by the fact that he is led by the nose.

Like a cliff in front of all the disciples, the Yi Pulse is like a watershed, it will pass when it has passed, and it will not be able to pass? The next door to glory will slowly close, no matter how you grit your teeth and cry bitterly, you will not be able to move the cultivation itself, nor the bad old men who make the rules. In the world of cultivation, there is no hypocrisy at all.

However, having said that, the bad old men should also reflect on themselves, why can't they get others, is it just because of the city lord's retreat, or because of Mu Chongju's personal likes and dislikes?

Mu Chongsheng sighed inwardly, not knowing how long he could last.

He withheld the art of all causes, lest he ......

"Your Highness, he ...... It seems to have become. Pharmacist Ding was more nervous than Mu Chongsheng, gritting his teeth and worrying about him, he just wanted to step forward and get more blessed. Therefore, as soon as there was a vision above Qiao Mengchen's head, he was the first to see it.

Pharmacist Ding and Pharmacist Ou trembled, and they were so excited that they were at a loss. In fact, before the appearance of that iconic tangible thing, the third child of the Mu family, who had a very high cultivation, already felt it. It's just that he has to wait for a miracle to really appear before he can show his relief.

Truly, the three inches of Qiao Mengchen's crippled hair showed a cloud that was too faint to be ignored if he didn't pay attention. If the clouds are spiritual, between the ups and downs, a cloud flower shaped like an umbrella is quickly outlined. The clouds are hot and glowing with dark gold, and they are not natural at first glance.

Sure enough, he is a genius of the heavens! In front of this kid's powerful creation, God has to bend down and make way for him!

The depression that Mu Chongsheng suppressed in his heart disappeared with the stretching of the cloud flower. Qiao Mengchen's embodiment from the inside out, the dragon's breath that stayed out of the matter and had been acting as a watchman, was also so surprised that he almost dissipated his true qi. It hurriedly turned the hidden into reality, and used the incomplete vaporization of the dragon's body to recall the scattered true qi that was ready to run away, lest they not find their mother.

It was not as good as Mu Chongsheng's Taoism, but before the operation, the pharmacist couple had already sensed that Qiao Mengchen's body qi was different. Unexpectedly, there was such a powerful character hidden behind him.

Looking at the small unicorn vaporizing the dragon body, the pharmacist couple suddenly realized: I said why is this person so bullish? It turns out that it is because of the support of the dragon's breath!

It can basically be explained, or it's really unscientific.

Successfully changing the pulse and being unraveled, Qiao Mengchen's confused eyes became clearer. He is still very hungry, but he can't eat anything in his dreams, so he can only continue to refrain from it.

When the Yi pulse arrives, will the marrow and bones be far away? The vitality of the heavenly stone has already melted into the skin of the body, and between the words of the holy followers, the pulse qi begins to peel off the skin and remove the marrow, and the body is washed and the marrow.

Qiao Mengchen screamed wildly, and the painful cry was imposed on Youzhou Mountain over the clouds, and it spread all the way to the gate that had been closed in the Que Palace.

There is no way, quick success, there is always a price, if it is all that simple, then not everyone in this world will go to rapid cultivation, who will farm and work, who will create wealth?

If he maintained his current ability and passed the actual combat drill, Qiao Mengchen's cultivation level had basically reached something between the Wonderful Realm and the Divine Sense. In other words, even without the protection of the divine weapon, he can play with the high-level thousand-neckers and centurions of the underworld in an unprotected state!

In the scream, the face, shoulders, palms, all the flesh that was not covered by clothes, the muscles and bones protruded and pushed the skin for a while, making people wonder if there was still a lawless demon hidden in Qiao Mengchen's body?!

In the end, the pharmacist was experienced, and when he saw that the situation was not right, he both approached him, and one descended to the other to feed the pills. The rain and dew-like moisture came immediately, instantly dissolving the hidden worry of Qiao Mengchen turning into a "bone stinger". Mu Chongsheng also shook up his dirty sleeves and felt the other party's pulse with his hands, but he must not go wrong!

The dragon's breath, which had just been saved from the dispersion of the form, was also very worried. Although it could not speak, and there was no place to vent its anger, it did not prevent it from expressing its emotions.

The little dragon's breath turned into an appearance in seconds, and the appearance of an evil dragon with fangs and beards and glaring eyes stood side by side in front of the three of them, trying to threaten the Ying Tianren who was boosted by the seedlings with the anger he could.

"Lao Ao, what I just said definitely counts, and I promise to return you to a living person who is a hundred times stronger than the original. ”

Qiao Mengchen, who was in torment, slowly regained his calm, his muscles and bones no longer moved, his face was no longer gray, and the dark gold clouds like umbrellas above his head gradually melted. In his body, there seemed to be a faint glow refracted out, and although there were clothes separating him, he could not contain the vision of the existence of holy light.

For more than 20 years, the dimensional space that imprisoned him had been completely broken in less than an hour. Taking this important step, and taking every step well, will determine how much cultivation Qiao Mengchen can make.

If the blue sky and white clouds are his destination, then is it his duty to conquer and kill and destroy the world?

According to the Book of Cultivation, basically, Yi Gu is the penultimate hurdle. The Yi Gu of the Jingluo Sect is divided into two stages that seem to be blurred flesh and blood.

If you don't kill the cultivators, you will also be crippled, which seems to be the magic weapon that the Spirit Sect relies on to become famous. However, from God's point of view, it is simply unreasonable to be reborn in the flesh! This is not cruelty? It is simply perverted corporal punishment! In this way, it seems that it can also explain why so many people choose to leave the Spirit Sect without their lives.

Pharmacist Ding grabbed a cloud of stuffed things, turned around and placed it at Qiao Mengchen's feet. As soon as he saw the glowing master, this guy had his back hair standing upside down, his tail raised high, and he stared at him and made a threatening sound.

"This is an ant-slave, now, you don't need to use your hands, just use the qi in your body to separate its flesh and bones. ”

Is this a cat?!

Really, squatting in front of Qiao Mengchen's eyes was a cute cat with white hair and a black pattern around its mouth. As if he had known his fate for a long time, although the little furball trembled all over his body, and meowed with a milky cry, his four legs stubbornly grasped the ground, leaving scratches of different shades.

After doing it for a long time, it was not self-harm and self-abuse, but forced the cultivators to abuse their pets! Is this still what people do?! No wonder they were ostracized, no wonder the disciples left one after another, saying that they deserved it, and that they were to blame themselves! Mu Chongsheng, who died, and who died as a medicine master and his wife!

Qiao Mengchen suddenly became much more sober, and the "Ant-Slave" reminded him of a fat man. After he was hit by thunder and left the earth, I don't know if this wild meow is still doing well, whether he is lazily basking in the sun at the moment, smelling the fragrance of flowers and eating top cat food, and there are a few beautiful female cats lying next to him.

Qiao Mengchen leaned down and stretched out his hands to the little white cat. Xiao Bai continued to hunch his back and shrink his waist, threatening the strange man with a wooden face in front of him. The demonstration didn't seem to work, but Qiao Mengchen still stretched his black hand long enough...... Whoosh, the left and right hands immediately had a few deep or shallow white scratches.

Bang...... A white light, the cat's paw was simultaneously countered by the glow of Qiao Mengchen's body. The ant slave screamed and popped out until it hit the wall.

Thanks to this cat, it is not the other cat, or it has been hung on the wall.

Qiao Mengchen was startled, and hurriedly rushed forward to see what was going on. Unexpectedly, in a hurry, his steps were a little bigger, and with a muffled sound, he also hit the wall. Under the earth wall sealed with mana, a man and a cat met again. The ant slave looked at Qiao Mengchen, meowed a few times, stretched out his claws and hesitated a few times, but finally didn't catch it.

I didn't choose the wrong object, and it was really a little extraordinary. Mu Chongsheng walked to the corner, looked at Qiao Mengchen with a smile on his face, and then Nunu mouthed.

Aren't you cultivating "Yi Bone"? But you caught an ant slave, what do you mean?

Sure enough, Mu Chongsheng changed his grinning face and mouth, and suddenly became a little more meaningful: "Now, exercise your divine sense, and then stretch out your index finger and imagine that a sword shoots out from the Shangyang acupoint...... Use the sword against the ant-slave, and leave the rest to the sword qi. ”

It turned out that the target of the cracked bones was not him, but the poor Baba Ant-Slave! Qiao Mengchen was furious, he picked up the little hairball, and even took advantage of Mu Chongsheng's inattention, and secretly stretched out his index finger.

Bullshit! Fairy tales are all deceitful, and there is no sword qi at all! Qiao Mengchen fiddled with his fingers, and couldn't help but start greeting the eight generations of the Holy Ancestor in his heart. is helpless, the fingertips are slightly hot, and it is another highlight, and he has been tricked-

The flames of light like heavenly fire surrounded Qiao Mengchen in it.