Reignwood has been playing 'Shu Shuhao' recently, suppressing himself all the time, as if he was sealed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this time, it finally showed that in the snowy mountains for months, dancing with wolves and fighting with bears, unleashing wildness and power to the fullest.

He easily got these people, they are all ordinary wine bags and rice bags, which is also normal, how can any really powerful person come here to 'wake the spirit' and 'accompany the funeral'.

Reignwood walked up to the old demon, and at this time he was like a leaky ball that had completely deflated, skin and bones, like a dried corpse.

"Hey, haven't lost your breath yet?" Reignwood sneered in surprise.

At this point, it is useless to talk too much, and the old monster is also very open-minded, laughed dryly, and said with difficulty: "I can't imagine that I, Zheng, have been in the world for hundreds of years, and finally died in the hands of you, a little bastard." ”

He didn't ask who Reignwood was, nor did he want to know why Reignwood did it, but he was simply lamenting that his tiger had fallen into Pingyang.

However, his inadvertent words surprised Reignwood incomparably, what is the concept of hundreds of years, and a hundred years is scary enough.

"Frozen into a popsicle to survive, what else dare you mention in the world?" Hua Reignwood sneered.

"Hmph, what do you know, if I am in harmony, I will have already soared ......" Speaking of this, his cloudy eyes bloomed with a faint light again, full of longing, which is the obsession of a lifetime.

Reignwood's analysis is correct, he has indeed reached the realm of refining the Void and Combining the Dao, but he has never stepped out of his own Dao and has been recognized by the Dao of Heaven and Earth, and he cannot be in harmony with it, and he can only accept the fate of his life.

But this can live for hundreds of years, and it is enough to be proud of the world.

Hua Reignwood was not interested in this, he should be a lamp that would go out at any time, and he immediately asked, "Is there a couple surnamed Hua who can help you refine medicine?" ”

The old demon snorted coldly and said: "What kind of elixir of immortality is, the ancient emperors sat on thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, hundreds of millions of people, and controlled unparalleled resources, who is immortal?"

I am frozen in ice, and finding someone to refine medicine is also a helpless move for future generations, the whole family needs me to protect, too many interests are involved......"

"Okay, okay, you're going to die, don't talk about yourself so innocently, so high-spirited, okay? Why don't you thank me for freeing you, lest you make popsicles? Reignwood said disdainfully.

Now this old monster has no threat to Reignwood, the true qi cannot be circulated, and the poison is rapidly attacking in his already depleted body, and he will die at any time.

The old monster looked at him and said, "People always have their own obsessions, although I don't care about any immortal elixir, but the heart of immortality is always difficult to give up, it's a pity that my way is wrong, not tolerated by the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth, alas, ......"

The old monster sighed, with the sadness of several lifetimes, the path of cultivation is difficult to reach the sky, especially at this time, it is as if you have worked hard to build a hundred-meter-high tower, which is already ninety-nine meters, and it is about to be completed, only to find that the drawings have been overturned, and it should be digging a well......

Hua Reignwood sneered: "Your so-called Tao depends on the eldest aunt who eats girls and eats the brains of living people?" ”

"A living human brain? You repeat? Has anyone eaten a living human brain? The old fellow, who was already dying, suddenly became so excited that he almost jumped up like a zombie.

Hua Reignwood was also taken aback, and he was also a little dazed, he didn't see the true face of the old monster in the soul sedan chair at the beginning, thinking that they were the same person.

"It's him, it must be him!" The old monster called excitedly: "Hong Mingyu, you old Wang Ba is really alive!" ”

Hong Mingyu? Hua Reignwood was stunned, the information he obtained before showed that behind Jin Mao, in addition to Jiang Gongzi, the bigger black hand was a person named Hong Changhe, who was a black household at this time, and it was impossible to find it at all, the legend was that it was a big businessman in the early Republic of China, and even in the late Qing Dynasty, he was already 100 years old.

Reignwood had always thought that this Hong Changhe was an old monster, but after listening to the guy in front of him, the name obviously didn't match?

"Who is Hong Mingyu? Who is Hong Changhe? Who are you? Reignwood was completely stunned, how many such old monsters exist in this world?

"The immortal roars and the wind moves...... "The good old monster suddenly chanted: "This is their family's genealogy, and the Hong Changhe you are talking about should be Hong Mingyu's grandson." ”

Good guys, the grandsons are all characters of the late Qing Dynasty, how old is his grandfather?

Reignwood is a little numb now, after all, the guy in front of him is also an old monster who is more than three hundred years old.

"On the way to cultivation, Hong Mingyu was still my junior, and I also instructed him in the early years, and then the two families always had contacts, but in the later stage, we went into retreat and broke off contact." The old monster said: "At that time, his cultivation was very aggressive, and he always liked to use special ways to improve his strength. On one occasion we obtained two prescriptions from antiquity, which recorded the method of refining the elixir of immortality.

One of them is to use the yin and yang blood of girls to refine medicine, and the other is the method of devouring, which records that the human brain is immortal, and the cultivators know better that the human brain is the sojourn of the primordial gods, so devouring the human brain can also be immortal, especially the primordial gods who devour monks.

I firmly believed in my own Dao at that time and disdained it, so when it was divided, I took away the secret recipe of yin and yang blood, and the method of devouring was taken away by Hong Mingyu.

Unexpectedly, this guy has really become a brain-eating monster!? ”

Reignwood sighed helplessly in his heart: "It seems that the ancient sages left behind not all treasures, but also Pandora's Box!" ”

And this trip to Reignwood is in vain, it turns out that this old monster has nothing to do with his parents, and it has nothing to do with Jin Mao.

But if you can get rid of him, you will also eliminate harm for the people, otherwise there will be innocent girls who will be victimized.

"Oops!" The old monster suddenly shouted, as if he thought of something more terrible than his own death: "Hong Mingyu This guy is an anomaly, he has always been unscrupulous, cruel and murderous, and now he has no hope of immortality, and if he fails to join the way, he will inevitably start a crazy killing, once he devours a certain number of human brains, and really recovers from the withering, he will ruthlessly hunt and kill the monk, devouring the monk's primordial spirit......"

"What's the matter, anyway, there aren't many cultivators." Reignwood said indifferently.

Hearing this, the old monster was even more excited, his whole body trembled, and he was a little more shriveled than just now, and he was really about to become a dry corpse.

But after all, he is really angry, although he is on the verge of death, he still has a clear mind, speaks clearly, and knows how to gamble with Reignwood: "There are not many monks? It's just that you ordinary people don't know, since the birth of the pre-Qin Qi refiner, multiplication and development to the present, the various sects and families are like dotted with not a thousand but eight hundred, but most of them are general, and the last enlightened person is still the sage Wang Yangming hundreds of years ago! ”

This old monster didn't want to give Reignwood a detailed explanation, obviously he was in the final stage of his life, and he had too much depression and unwillingness in his heart, just venting.

However, these words still stunned Hua Reignwood, it seems that his knowledge is still too short-sighted, it is really a heaven outside the sky, I didn't expect that there are so many cultivators.

The reason why there are so many people, but they are not visible, is related to the way of thinking formed by our nation for thousands of years, our Celestial Dynasty takes modesty as a virtue, advocates introverted and low-key unassuming, and has real skills to hide, so there are so many 'worldly masters, hermit masters' and so on.

It is precisely because of this kind of thinking that to a certain extent hinders our development and affects the inheritance of civilization, just like martial arts, many masters are willing to find those stupid and stupid apprentices, because people are honest and learn skills will not go out to cause trouble, and he can also carry forward his own kung fu.

Over and over again, many treasures of civilization have been lost under this modest, low-key, restrained and unassuming thinking.

Martial arts are still like this, not to mention cultivation, from ancient times to the present day about the legends of the masters, even including Da Luo Jinxian, what is the dojo in Qianyuan Mountain Jinguang Cave, Jiuxian Mountain Peach Blossom Cave, Taihua Mountain Yunxiao Cave and so on.

I haven't heard of anyone who became an immortal in the Zhongguancun SOHO apartment.

In fact, it is estimated that they also have selfish intentions, and they don't want their crafts to be stolen by others, and they are afraid of being too publicized to cause others' envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Hua Reignwood was stunned, and suddenly heard the old monster cough violently a few times, his body was shriveled like a dry corpse, and he was about to die.

The old monster looked at him and said: "Cultivators believe in chance the most, even if I die at your hands today, it is also a kind of fate, you help me to do liberation, get rid of this lingering days of popsicles, if it is me, I am afraid I really can't make this determination."

I now have a sense of relief, although a little unwilling, but it is also fate, the only thing I can't rest assured about is my family and future generations of children and grandchildren, they have also embarked on the path of cultivation, if Hong Mingyu's old guy really starts to devour life in a frenzy, the cultivator's Yuan Shen will definitely become his target, and there is no one who can compete with it at the moment.

A master once said that death is the beginning of a new life, and today I have paid for my life, can you please protect my children and grandchildren? ”

"Why?" Reignwood shook his head as if he had been stepped on by the tail: "You have done a lot of evil and killed innocent girls, you are a demon that everyone can get and condemn, it's rare that you are going to eat dogs, I can't wait to see the fun." ”

The old monster had an old face, like the bark of a centuries-old tree, and slowly closed its eyes, like a candle about to be blown out by the wind.

He didn't have much emotional fluctuations, but said lightly: "You have obviously reached the realm of refining gods and transforming voids, but you can't use your true qi, all because your primordial spirit has been injured, gathering and scattering, if you don't have the correct guidance, not only will you not be able to achieve enlightenment, but you will also worry about your life."

I have a treasure of heaven and earth, and I can cultivate the method to help you restore the primordial spirit and survive the disaster, as long as you protect my descendants and grandchildren. ”