"So, Brother Ao, in addition to the importance of practicing the exercises, is there anything else that is also important? Is it true that after having some powerful exercises, you can become an immortal through cultivation? Is the "Jiaolong Sword Technique" cultivated without flowers powerful? ”

After listening to Ao Bing's long list of words about the method of cultivation, Wuhua squinted her eyes and asked in a voice as if she understood or not.

"With the exercises, after cultivating, you can become an immortal? Hahaha······ Immortal? Now······ How can there be any gods who are not immortals······"

Ao Bing listened to Wuhua's words, and suddenly burst out laughing, and the laughter was full of the vicissitudes of endless years.

"The Jiaolong Sword Technique is powerful, this is the practice of my mother's family. I didn't expect to be picked up by you, a little girl, by mistake, and actually practiced smoothly, it was really unexpected by this prince?! ”

When Ao Bing talked about this "Jiaolong Sword Technique", he was vaguely proud and proud.

"Once between this side of the heaven and earth in this astral realm, the queen mother and father were both the lords of the demon clan.

Although there are still various restrictions on the patriarch inside and outside the clan, he is the absolute authority overlord in the realm under his own jurisdiction.

And some of the immortal recipes that can be handed down from ancient times to the present day, so to speak, each of which has undergone a long time of polishing and has not been extinguished, then there must be its superiority.

With these immortal tips, the cultivation of the clansmen can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

And if there are people of other races who want to practice the immortal recipes of another race, then the results are often not very good.

Originally, there may have been some traitors in the various clans who would steal the immortal recipes that were regarded as treasures in the clan to other clans, but after the cultivation of the talented juniors in other clans, there was a situation where the realm did not rise but fell, and they no longer dared to cultivate.

Traitors in the clan are often found and punished.

After that, even if there were the best immortal recipes in other clans in front of them, no one dared to cultivate them in vain.

The consequence of this one accidentally being able to explode and die, not to mention anything else, is the result of being ridiculed for hundreds of thousands of years in the Nine Heavens and Ten Realms of the year, and it is not something that ordinary monks, even immortals from the demon clan, can bear.

But for human beings, it seems that no matter which race's immortal recipe is in their hands, those with a little talent can cultivate it with it, but the realm that each person can achieve in the end is different. ”

Ao Bing's thousands of thoughts passed through his heart as quickly as flowing water.

"It can be regarded as having a fate with these two little Taoist priests of the human race, after waking up again thousands of years later, what I saw when I opened my eyes was actually the little Taoist priest of the nameless, which was really interesting. I think that the third prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea is now patiently talking to these two little Taoists about the cultivation path that he has not put in his heart before, and looking at the cultivation of these two little Taoists, maybe he can really ······."

Thinking about it, Ao Bing unconsciously shook his head slightly, as if he wanted to throw away the cluttered thoughts in his mind.

"Brother Ao, read this book."

Nameless took the "Book of Heaven in the Ghost Valley" while Ao Bing was talking to Wuhua and handed it to Ao Bing.

"The Book of Heaven in the Ghost Valley? Kindness? Is it really a book from heaven, hahaha...... There wasn't a word in it. ”

Ao Bing took the "Book of Heaven in the Ghost Valley" from the nameless hand, flipped it over, and laughed.

"What are you laughing at? Maybe you just don't know. Wuhua seems to have heard this book from the master before, it seems to have been passed down from the master, but then I don't know why it is not at the master's place, it turns out to be at the master's uncle······"

Wuhua casually flipped through the "Book of Ghost Valley" to Ao Bing, and laughed like this, as if mocking, and was a little dissatisfied.

Although in Huaguo Mountain, Daoist Duomeng treated Nameless like this, and also learned that Daoist Duoyu had killed the former old Guanzhu, but it seems that for Wuhua, after the lights go out, the deceased is the greatest, and there is only the love of the master between the words, and there is no resentment at all.

"Well, this was given to me by my master in the past, and I have always taken it with me, thinking that I was too stupid and never able to understand anything from the book. When I got the book, it was so empty, and I had tried to write on the paper with ink, but it was still as white as a wash. ”

Nameless quickly and smoothly told Ao Bing about his discovery of "Ghost Valley Heavenly Book".

"Huh? Wait for me to take a closer look······"

The bizarre situation that Nameless had just said quickly aroused Ao Bing's interest.

Ao Bing looked at the book carefully, and suddenly a string of water came out of his fingertips, and the thin stream of water kept washing against the "Book of Heaven in the Valley of Ghosts".

The water didn't wet any of the paper, and the droplets of water dripped down the pages, as if they hadn't even left a trace.