At the wrong time, with the wrong spiritual blood, and with the wrong method, to cultivate a Dao decision against the sky. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

What kind of results can be obtained?

I have to say that the foundation of Zhao Han's body is really thick, although he has never cultivated, but the tenacity of the god king body and his hundreds of years of hard cultivation have not been in vain after all, after relying on the foundation of his body hundreds of times in a short period of time, the hole in the entrance was actually knocked out of a gap by him!

Crashing out of the gap, the body and meridians did not have enough mana to fill the connection, and it didn't take long for the entrance to close spontaneously.

This is the norm, after all, there are some gods and demons in this world who are reincarnated with the power of reincarnation, and when they are just reincarnated as human races, their entrance in the infant state is also wide open, until the purest innate qi left in their bodies is completely swallowed up by the entrance and turned into the bottom of the door, and this entrance that cannot be maintained will be spontaneously closed.

This time is generally about a month after the birth of the baby, which is commonly known as the full moon baptism.

Zhao Han's current situation is a little different, but it is not much different from that situation, the reincarnated gods and demons are with an incomparably pure innate qi that has been retained from reincarnation, and what Zhao Han devours is also a drop of phoenix blood that is so pure that it can no longer be refined.

Doesn't seem to make a difference?

It's weird if there's no difference!!

As soon as this drop of phoenix blood entered Zhao Han's entrance, Zhao Han's entrance was dyed azure, and then a flower in his mind, the scene in front of him changed to the perspective of the young Feng Ancestor!

Look at the life of the Feng ancestor as a bystander, more than 15,000 years, and the endless loneliness and loneliness of thirty years of reincarnation.

Watching Xiao Fengzu change from the initial expectation to helplessness, from helplessness to loneliness and speechlessness, from loneliness to madness, from madness and silence, to finally loneliness like a motionless stone, just nesting in the star-picking tower repeating the nirvana once in thirty years, day after day, year after year, fifteen thousand years, watching her have been silent in loneliness and loneliness.

The life of Feng Zu in the Star Picking Tower is the memory that was filled in Zhao Han's mind at this time.

At the beginning, Feng Zu would practice some spells when she was bored, but after forgetting these again and again, she spontaneously studied the essence of the Nirvana Sutra again and again, and began to use Nirvana to fight against the prohibition of the Star Picking Tower.

If it doesn't work once, it will be ten times, and if it doesn't work ten times, it will be a hundred times.

Feng Zu's success is a matter of course, because the number of failures is too much, and he can always find a way to succeed.

The heavens know that there is a glimmer of life, and the same is true for the Star Picking Tower.

After all, the Star Picking Tower is not a peerless domain, but just a place where the great powers have left a way to live.

Feng Zu succeeded, so she was able to keep the most important obsession in her heart to reincarnate, and her phoenix body also began to resist the Star Picking Tower, and finally became ignorant of the starting place of this immortal building, and began to be in a silent daze on that step day after day.

The life of the Fengzu imprint in the Star Picking Tower is boring, and the memories she leaves behind are just waiting and nirvana.

Zhao Han was unlucky, because when Zhou Tian was refining his body, he would always leave some of those devoured spiritual true blood instincts on his body.

For example, when you change into a tiger, you will naturally get used to the lifestyle of an animal, and you will not be embarrassed and unfamiliar with changing from two legs to four legs, and you will not waste time learning how to fly from scratch if you become a goshawk.

And Feng Zu, an existence with monstrous power, if she inherited her talent for spell casting, it would undoubtedly be a step to the sky, saving countless hard work.

It's a pity that Zhao Han's phoenix blood is from the imprint of Feng Zu, and the only thing that Zhao Han inherits is the instinct of Nirvana......

Spontaneous nirvana? What can this thing do? He, Zhao Han, doesn't plan to stay in this star-picking building for the rest of his life, this ability is useless at all!

Knowing in his heart that he had missed a big opportunity, Zhao Han couldn't cry or laugh.

But he's lucky!

Because the phoenix blood absorbed by Zhao Han is that of the Phoenix Ancestor, a mythical heavenly phoenix who has lived for fifteen thousand years!

If the memory of a normal Feng Ancestor was stuffed into him, even if Zhao Han's own spirit was far stronger than that of ordinary monks, how could he accept the memories and habits of a powerful being who had lived for fifteen thousand years?

There are only two ends, either Zhao Han was blown up by Feng Zu's memory, or Zhao Han regarded himself as a real Feng Zu.......

So, he's really lucky.

It's a pity that luck is useless, and the laws of all things in the world will not change because of the luck of one person.

When Zhao Han opened his eyes again, he could only smile bitterly when he saw Ying Shangwu's concerned gaze.

"You are... Failed to cultivate? Win Shang Wu frowned and asked.

"It's a failure, but it's not too bad, it's just that the road to change in the future is tightly blocked."

As he spoke, he saw that the dry blood scars exposed around Zhao Han's body began to fall off, revealing his hands that were as white as jade, holding guns in both hands, Zhao Han chuckled and said: "Let me try once, if I fail this time, I will take you to escape."

As he spoke, Ying Shang Wu saw the figure in armor and gun in front of him flash, stepping into the void at a speed that was three points faster than before.

In the void, Zhao Han stood with a gun, staring at the Demon Land Immortal who was still "hunting" and devouring with a smile on his eyebrows: "I'm sorry, I've been waiting for a long time."

Zhao Han suddenly appeared, leaving only the devouring and Dao instincts of the earth immortal stunned for a moment, and then saw the greedy color in his eyes flash, and he directly abandoned the half-eaten "corpse" in his hand and flew directly to Zhao Han.

It is an earth immortal, and although it is enchanted, some instincts are still there.

Zhao Han himself is a god-king body, and he has the qualification to attract the powerful gaze in the endless sea of stars, at this time, he even swallowed a drop of the blood of the mythical phoenix, and transformed his body into a special physique with the ability to change, and if this demon immortal in front of him can swallow him, maybe it will take thousands of years to analyze the cells of Zhao Han's body, and there is really hope that he will find a way to cultivate the Eight or Nine Xuangong from it!

The mythical phoenix of adulthood has the ability to cross the galaxy.

This is a way to live, a way to escape from the cage, for this immortal who has gone mad for the sake of enlightenment, Zhao Han is a piece of cake that exudes endless temptation, tempting him to devour it desperately.

Without reason, compliance and instinct, the earth immortal mad demon flew towards Zhao Han.

Facing the Demon Earth Immortal who flew over, Zhao Han was not too nervous, although the jade seal of the country in the sky was weakened, it was not enough to make this crazy Earth Immortal rush out.

And in addition to this enchanted earth immortal, the rest of the immortals are only six even if they count the "corpses".

"One, two, three... Six, seven, um, good, it's all here."

After counting, Zhao Han nodded with satisfaction, and then saw the plum wine in his hand go up, and the Tianmen Golden Flame, which had been suppressed by the phoenix blood pressure for a while, began to ignite on the gun again.

A golden lotus bloomed from the tip of the spear, and Zhao Han smiled at the Demon Immortal who had entered the Demon Land on the edge of the Imperial Seal and said: "Hundred lifetimes of reincarnation, ten thousand years of waiting, and the agreement with others must be observed, looking forward to and wandering, not crazy, not becoming an immortal, just waiting for you to return."

This shot is a sacrifice for those who keep their promises, and for those who practice in the world to have a moment of normalcy."

With this shot, the plum wine in Zhao Han's hand was thrown into the sky, and the burning golden flame was thrown out and turned into countless golden runes, forming the golden gate phantom again.

After doing this, Zhao Han saluted to the open space before and said: "I am ashamed to love the Taoist, Zhao Han is just a layman, I'm afraid I can't follow the left and right."

The words fell, and the golden lotus bloomed silently.

There was no such magnificence as the first two, and the last golden lotus was only a little bigger, just enveloping all the seven surviving immortals.

The lotus blossomed and withered, and the seven immortals in place were gathered together, their faces were simple and unfazed, but the golden flames around them were constantly burning.

They are still alive, but it is not known how long it will take to wake up.

Seeing the flowers bloom and fall, Zhao Han smiled a little weakly, and then the whole person fell on top of Sendai and hit a big pit.

Seeing this, Win Shang Wu struggled to stand up, wanting to walk to his side, but who wanted to fall to the ground weakly after just a few steps.

With some chagrin in her heart, Miss Ying felt that she had never been so unhappy.

Obviously he is going to die, why can't he let himself have a companion before he dies?

Miss Win unwillingly raised her head and fell to the ground, and the jade seal of Chuanguo was also thrown to the side, feeling that the sucking sensation from her body disappeared, Miss Win struggled to the end, but smiled in frustration, looking at the endless starry sky, thinking about how she would be eaten for a while.

She waited for a long time, but instead of waiting for the painful feeling, a chuckle came from her ears.

Familiar, it seems to be him?

Sure enough, I saw a guy with a mask on his head appear in front of him, and he was still holding the jade seal of the country that she had dropped.

"What are you looking at?" asked Ying Shangwu weakly.

"Look at the baby, it's the first time I've seen this kind of artifact that can suppress a country's luck."

Zhao Han's slightly smiling voice came from under the visor.

"You haven't been eaten yet?"

"Nope"

"Why don't you run?"

"No hurry"

"Don't run yet, are you going to stay with me?"

"Don't worry, you can't die"

"You killed them?"

"Nope"

"Then go away and live with my share"

"Why are you so sensational, okay, okay, let's go home"

As he spoke, Zhao Han hung the heirloom jade seal on the head of the plum wine, and with some effort, he took Miss Ying into his arms from the ground, and walked down the starlight channel in the distance step by step with trembling steps.

"Sister Shang Wu, let me tell you, no one has ever climbed to the top of this Star Picking Tower before, but if you have the ability to break through the Star Boundary Wall, it will actually be the same if you fly up from other places......