In fact, Pang Maimai also knew that he couldn't get married at this time.

But she couldn't hold it back.

Just like some instinctive physiological needs, such as relieving your hands, you can hold back if your desire is not strong, but can you still hold it when you especially want to relieve yourself?

She has not gone through a year and a half of absorption, she has reached the critical point where she can form a pill, and this time she has suddenly increased by two or three times such a pure and powerful spiritual power, where can she still endure it.

Since you can't control it, don't mind how sinister the surrounding environment is.

No matter how anxious Qin Zhaowan was, Pang Maimai couldn't take care of her.

After all, it is the most important juncture in a monk's life.

Only after marrying Dan can he be regarded as a real monk, and his life will be extended for 800 years from now on, and he will have the magic power that can truly see the past.

If you can't get married, you will regret ending up at the age of a few hundred years, missing the avenue, and becoming the denominator of one of the millions.

Moreover, Jindan's achievements also affect future achievements.

According to the book that Pang Maimai had read before, the quality, color, and size of each monk's golden pill were different, and some people had divided them into grades, but there was no unified standard in the cultivation world at present.

There are some monks who will have innate supernatural powers when they tie the Dan, and some monks have written a book based on this, explaining that the innate supernatural powers of Jindan monks have a great correlation with the source of his spiritual power, but they have never been able to figure out which monks and under what conditions will produce innate supernatural powers.

And Xie Lu told her that it was actually very simple, the talent of Brother Jindan came from heredity, because the hundreds of billions of people in the world are all descendants of the people who came out of the incarnation pool, and the incarnations in the incarnation pool all have "natural supernatural powers". They all have a specialty. These specialties and supernatural powers can sometimes be passed on to offspring, and sometimes they are not dominantly inherited, and they will not be revealed until a certain generation of descendants, and the most core and personal skills will not appear until the knot, which is the talent supernatural powers.

Because the incarnation monks of the Yudan have a similar level of body essence to the primordial incarnates in the incarnation pool, it is easier to remove the turnips.

Of course, the nascent incarnates in the rebirth pool, even if they have talent, they are also three, six, nine, etc., such as the specialties of the color attendants, it must have nothing to do with Jin Dan's innate supernatural powers, their descendants can't get the genes of innate supernatural powers from them, and some of the sorcerers have and some don't.

To take the simplest example, Pang Maimai's master, Lu Zhen.

Lu Zhen is not a primitive, but a descendant of two incarnated people in ancient times, it is certain that he must have an ancestor who is good at refining weapons, so that there will be genes that are good at refining weapons, maybe many generations have not appeared, but in Lu Zhen's generation, it is finally inherited dominantly.

This inheritance is born with it, so Lu Zhen will be interested in refining weapons very early on, and he is also very good at it.

However, the incarnations that come out of the metamorphosis pool that are good at refining weapons are definitely not one or two from ancient times to the present, so there are more than one or two sources of genes that are good at refining weapons that have been handed down, so every sect, even casual cultivation, has no shortage of refining talents.

And Lu Zhen's ancestor will definitely have a special skill or expertise in the field of refining, which is different from other alchemy attendants.

And this skill, when Lu Zhen is married, there is a high probability that it will be awakened and become his natural supernatural power.

Although Pang Maimai didn't know what the master's talent and supernatural power were, it was certain that it was definitely a refining skill.

Another example, for example, Pang Maimai's contract this time, Xiao Qiangtu, she is a soil specialist of the Five Elements, and she will escape from the earth when she is born, and she should be among the earth skills, there is also a particularly strong natural person who is different from other earth expertise, time is in a hurry, and Pang Mai cannot know.

In time, Qiang Tu grows up, gets married, and leaves offspring, then in a certain generation of her descendants, there will be someone who is as good at earth spells as she is, and the earth spirit root is very strong.

And like Xie Lu's Hengshou, his skill is King Kong Unbreakable, and when he is in Jindan in the future, he will also get the talent skill of King Kong Unbreakable.

Pang Maimai is not a human, so naturally he can't have any natural skills.

But Xie Lu told her about the real person's knot.

Real people have a thunderstorm, but this thunderstorm is different from Yuanying's thunder, this thunderstorm is relatively mild, and it is mainly used to quench the body of real people.

The stronger the real person of Jiedan, the more powerful the number of thunderstorms, and the most is Xie Lu's six thunderstorms.

And the color of the thunderstorm has a lot to do with the person's qualifications, spiritual roots, cultivation, and endowment.

Xie Lu's thunder is golden.

Xie Lu also once said that if the color of the thunder robbery was black, it meant that the growth of this person's cultivation before the knot was mainly based on absorbing the human spirit beads.

This example came to him when he was explaining it to her.

Pang Maimai didn't care about how many tribulation thunders she would usher in, what color her tribulation thunder would be, she could only try her best to channel her aura and control the speed at which they surged towards the dantian.

After the abundant spiritual power was immersed in the dantian, it began to rotate.

In this rotational process, the spiritual power is gradually compressed.

Cheng Dan's most important step was to compress the liquefied spiritual power into a solid state. As with the advanced transformation of Qi, this is a process of qualitative change.

Qualitative change obviously requires the accumulation of quantitative change.

She allowed her spiritual power to continue to pour in, and all she had to do was channel them, not let them overflow, not let them go astray.

She didn't need to rely on pills to advance, as her spiritual power was already too full, far beyond those monks who had taken top-notch pills that promoted pills.

She didn't have any mood worries, because her epiphany had directly broken through the mood barrier.

There may be few people who are as easy, so sure, and so natural as her.

Aside from the sinister environment, she doesn't seem to have any problems.

However, Yudan is always inevitably tested by his mood.

Pang Maimai felt that he was riding a horse.

The wind in the suburbs was always blowing on her face, on her sideburns, on her clothes and cloak, on her □□ horse's mane.

The aroma of grass and earth intoxicated her breath.

It's spring, and everything is thriving.

The grass grows and the warbler flies, the horse's hooves step on the light green grass, the water murmurs in the distance, reflecting the dwarf flowers of the sparse trees, and the horses can gallop.

She was open-minded and laughed out loud.

He was followed by seven or eight horsemen.

Her body is full of strength, full of energy, and everything is thriving.

Her laughter, however, was the laughter of a young man.

The voice of a young man she knew all too well.

It's Qiao Hong'er.

She had been Qiao Hong'er in the floating town for twenty years, and she was very smooth, comfortable, and pleasant.

After leaving Fusheng Town, there was actually a long time when Qiao Hong'er's memory troubled her. Sometimes she feels that she doesn't know whether she is the Pang Mai before the crossing, or Qiao Hong'er in that town.

After all, for twenty years, she has almost every day of memory, countless details, countless emotions.

Later, she slowly let go and slowly eliminated Qiao Hong'er's influence.

It had been years since she had remembered anything about this man and him.

Even the floating town, she rarely thinks about it.

Therefore, it doesn't matter if she puts such a precious empty stone by Xie Lu's side like that.

"Qiao Hong'er, come to horse racing!" Another vibrant young man's voice rang out.

"No need to race, Brother Hong's kung fu is first-class immediately, which is his opponent?"

"Yes, Brother Hong can not only run horses, but also rely on horses for a thousand words, no matter what you compare, you can't compare to him!"

Qiao Hong'er's self laughed, pulled the reins of the horse and looked back, "Come, come to the race!" She said cheerfully, crisply.

So a group of young men galloped on the newborn meadow, and the horses themselves would have won, and would not allow other horses to overtake them, so you rubbed me and I hit you, and made the young men, who wanted to be rangers, laugh, but they were not afraid.

Qiao Hong'er's horse has the worst temper and is also the most unruly head horse, and it is bumpy to kick the horse that dares to approach it directly with its hind legs, so it is bumpy, but Qiao Hong'er is proud of her riding skills, and she does not think so, but laughs.

As a result, when he ran to the stream, the horse that kicked randomly stumbled and fell directly into the water, along with Qiao Hong'er on the horse.

Qiao Hong'er didn't have time to react, and when she fell into the water, the exclamations of her companions were still ringing in her ears.

Then she fell into a hospital bed.

The smell of disinfectant water in the hospital is so real.

She was wearing a hospital gown, striped, with thin hands under the sleeves and needles inserted into the infusion.

Her mother sat at the bedside, but she was many years older than she remembered.

Although the hair is dyed, the roots of the scalp are silvery-white.

I lost a lot of weight, and my face was full of wrinkles.

The eyes were tired and numb.

The old man was peeling an apple in both hands, half-peeled, and the movement was very mechanical, but the skin was thin and long, and it was perfect.

"Mom." Her heart was beating violently, but her voice was soft and soft.

As if for fear of waking up a person in a dream.

Mom looked up numbly.

Looking at her face, there was no surprise in her eyes, only exhaustion, numbness and disappointment.

"You want to be him, don't you?" Mom said, as if she had seen everything, "You actually like to be a boy, don't you?" You feel like boys have more freedom and power than you do...... So, you'd rather not have a mother, right? ”

No.

She was in a hurry, and her mother's words made her heart ache very violently.

But she couldn't refute it.

Although she didn't want her mother in order to be Qiao Hong'er, didn't she walk on the path of cultivation and didn't work hard to return to her mother?

So she couldn't say it.

She was filled with guilt and pain beyond words.

Tears slipped from her eyes, drop by drop, on her pale and thin hands.

It was painful like an invisible hand that grabbed her heart.

Grabbed her heart......

"Boom, boom......" A thunderbolt suddenly pierced the sky from the window.

"Thunder! Thunder! ”

She heard Qin Zhaowan's voice. 166 Reading Network