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But after all, the earth dragon belonged to the spirit of the mountain, and Chen Peng consumed a lot of his aura and origin when he ignited it, so he couldn't help but be a little tired, and it would take a few days of cultivation to make up for it.

"But the dojo has been completed, and it can be regarded as a place to stay, and after a few days of recovery, a spirit gathering array can be built."

After thinking about it, Chen Peng looked at the people who were kneeling and bowing: "This seat needs to be recuperated, you go back first."

When the people heard it, they hurried to it.

But the patriarch saw that the immortal showed a tired look, and thought of the scene of the earth dragon turning into a house before, and wanted to show it and leave a little impression in the hearts of the immortals, so he knelt down again and said, "If the immortal needs me, just open your mouth and command."

After all, it can be regarded as a good heart of the patriarch, and in the foreshadowing of the future canonization, he already needs the assistance of the people in this village.

After Chen Peng heard this, he thought about the patriarch and nodded, "There is labor."

"Then I'll retire first."

When the patriarch saw the immortal nodding, he led everyone to bow down again, but for fear of disturbing the immortal's rest, he didn't dare to stay longer, and left with everyone one after another.

"After all, the immortals have already lived in our village, and they are in a hurry to perform for a long time." The patriarch thought to himself.

But when leaving, everyone still turned back one step at a time, wanting to see more of the face of the immortals.

"Before the immortals moved, a big Jiao came out of the ground!"

"Nonsense, that is probably a real dragon!" There are arguments.

"It scared me to death just now." Some people are still in shock.

"It's not."

Everyone whispered as they walked, and after half a cup of tea, the field gradually dispersed.

"Immortal, Zheng Hu went back first." Zheng Huhan smiled.

"Hmm" Chen Peng nodded, and when he saw Zheng Hu, he deliberately glanced at the child room before, and was about to go back to the house.

"Immortals!"

As a child's voice sounded, Chen Peng turned around as if he knew.

I saw that the child ran to him despite his parents' obstruction, and then bowed: "The immortal is above, the kid is called Zheng Qi, I beg the immortal to accept me as an apprentice!"

Zheng Qi's words fell.

"It's broken!"

When Zheng Qi's parents didn't pull their children, they knew they were going to suffer.

In their minds, immortals are lofty beings, and being able to live in their own village is a blessing that they have cultivated in their entire village for three lifetimes.

At this time, when they saw that their child dared to ask for the immortal law, their hearts were like beating a drum, but they were afraid that the immortal would be angry, so they didn't dare to speak, so they could only kneel in front of Chen Peng with Zheng Qi, only begging the immortal to forgive his child's abrupt words.

"Erniu just happened to be valued by the immortals, why can't this kid figure it out, what if the immortals are angry?"

Zheng Qi's parents remembered the people in the village just now, the eyes that longed for immortality, and then thought of the scene after their family left the immortals.

Sacrifice to the heavens, please sin!

Scenes flashed in their hearts, Zheng Qi's parents were frightened, and they didn't know what to do, but they heard the voice of the immortal in front of them.

"How old are you?" Chen Peng calmly looked at Zheng Qi in front of him.

There was no anger or reproach in the voice.

Zheng Qi's parents couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when they heard this, and were about to help their child answer, worried that their child's disrespectful words would make the immortals angry.

"Ten years old!"

When he heard that the immortal didn't blame him, Zheng Qi looked up at Chen Peng in front of him curiously.

He wanted to see how immortals were different from ordinary people.

But this scene fell in the eyes of Zheng's father, and his heart that was finally put down was immediately raised.

"Qi'er kneel!" Zheng's father shouted and made a gesture to fight.

After Zheng Qi heard this, he saw his father's angry face, and a stirring spirit in his heart was about to kneel.

"Not necessarily."

Chen Peng smiled, stopped Zheng Qi from kneeling down again, and reached out to stroke the top of his head.

The spiritual qi flowed through Zheng Qi's body.

"Fire Spirit Root, the qualifications are acceptable." Chen Peng thought.

The spiritual root is comprehension, and without the wisdom root, the comprehension is slow.

"But it's not necessarily, if you have great perseverance, if you have a good chance, you can also become an immortal, and Zheng Qi's qualifications are also considered to be superior."

Chen Peng's mind turned, and then he stretched out his finger and read the debut note in his mouth.

With a rhythm, the surrounding air suddenly distorted, and the slightest sparks gathered.

In the worried eyes of Zheng Qi's parents, Chen Peng drew a fire character on Zheng Qi's forehead.

After the words were completed, a little spark burned, illuminating the night in Fangyuan.

"If you are enlightened tomorrow, this seat will take you as a disciple."

The words fell, and Chen Peng walked into the house.

Cinghuo, one of the avenues.

It is a flood and famine, and Zhu Rong's natal supernatural powers.

The origin of fire, the root of all fires, is in the word fire written by Chen Peng.

As long as Zheng Qi has an epiphany, after refining, and when this world is exhausted and broken.

In the future, he will be the god of fire Zhurong, the ancestor of all fires!

"Hope don't let me down.."

Chen Peng's thoughts turned for a moment, then he closed his eyes and sat cross-legged.

The god of fire is Zhu Rong, and the sky is devouring and the flying tiger..

He wants to make it among the Three Kingdoms.

Recreate the prosperity of the wilderness!

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But he said.

This village is called Zhengjia Village, located in Youzhou.

Surrounded by forests and mountains, it is a paradise.

But recently, the merchants who often come here to stop, the farmers who sell meat, and the generals who visit their friends have discovered a strange thing.

"I remember there was a village here."

The general stood by a small river, looking out at the endless forest ahead.

"Am I mistaken?" He looked at the equally confused soldiers behind him.

They had been here all day.

But no matter how much they searched, they couldn't find the original village and those familiar people.

"Ahh The general sighed, thinking that he still had a task on his side, and then looked at the wolf tooth given by Zheng Hu in his hand, and couldn't help but shake his head and said, "That's it.."

The figure of the general left.

The battle at the border.

The power in the court competes for profit.

The people in the vicinity are running around for their livelihood, and under the daily hunger and cold, and in the crisis of survival, they gradually forget the Zhengjia Village that was once here.

Except for the occasional general, the leader will send someone or personally probe to find out the reason.

The sudden disappearance of Zhengjia Village did not stir up a ripple in the increasingly decaying Han Dynasty.

..

Time passed, spring went and autumn came, four years later.

183.

Kunlun Mountain, the peak.

An old Taoist sat on a boulder, looking at the rising sun, the aura around his body surged, and the light of the morning sun turned into a purple qi, which was inhaled into his body.

This purple qi is called, innate purple qi.

It is the moment when the morning sun rises, it is collected, and it can be used for cultivation and medicine.

But if you want to gather the innate purple qi, you must be a monk in the foundation building period, otherwise the moment you inhale it in your body, you will only be incinerated in the meridians.

It can be seen that this person has already entered the foundation building period.

"According to Zhu Jian, the poor road has stepped into the peak of foundation building for ten years."

When Lao Dao opened his eyes, a purple aura flashed and gradually dissipated.

However, the dantian aura was full, and the innate purple qi was emitted, and it could no longer be introduced into the body.

"The poor Dao can detect it, because this heaven and earth are restricted, and the cultivation of the poor Dao has come to an end."

In this world, as long as they have reached the top of their cultivation, they will feel a shackle binding them.

This Daoist felt that the iron chains imposed on him by heaven and earth made it impossible for his cultivation to break through to the next realm.

"In order not to occupy one's own cause and effect, the poor road must let the rest of the people, instead of the poor way, punish this queen of heaven and cut off its shackles, in order to understand that.. Jindan Avenue! ”

Lao Dao thought about it in his heart, and took out three rolls of emerald green bamboo slips from his arms.

The morning sun sets, and the bamboo slips emit a glowing light in the sun.

The four pre-Qin characters inscribed on it are revealed.

Taiping Technique..