The courtyard was very warm, perhaps because the pot drove away the cold, or because the ginkgo leaves had not yet fallen, in short, it was not as cold as outside. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The sky was clear, and the sun shone in and fell on the ginkgo trees, so the ground was full of dappled light and shadows, and it was a very harmonious atmosphere, just like the atmosphere between the words of the three of them.

The old man did not rely on the old to sell the old, and the young man was not immature and young, on the contrary, the old man was active in his heart, and the young man was mature in his mind, so there was nothing unharmonious in the exchange, just like the heat flow in the cup, which always made people very comfortable.

The phantom spirit tried to cultivate, and the vitality in the body emerged, which was the opening of the sea of origin, and in addition, many cultivation in the body turned into vitality.

Fantasy is a great achievement!

The many powers in the body have evolved into a pure source of life, which makes people extremely full of vitality, and can recover in time even during battle.

However, the most peculiar thing about this spiritual technique is that it can absorb the attacks of others and then transform them into its own power, of course, if the strength of others is too domineering, then it may also be counterattacked.

However, this alone can make many people flock to it.

The old man pointed out from time to time, and Mu Ming kept paying attention, until finally he couldn't help but say: "Senior, this is the method of spitting out the spirits?"

The old man looked back, a little surprised: "Hehe, I almost forgot, you also have spirit essence blood in your body." As he spoke, he grabbed Mu Ming, and Mu Ming only felt as if a mist appeared in front of him, and at this time, the imprint of mountains and seas in his body actually appeared, and then it was taken by the old man in the palm of his hand.

Mu Ming felt even more incredible, this mark was not an entity, but there was a mystery in the palm of the old man's hand, such as the realization of this mark.

The old man looked at it for a moment, his expression moved, and then put it in the center of his eyebrows for a moment, and Mu Ming only saw that the mark suddenly doubled, and countless veins were born on it, and Mu Ming faintly heard the sound of the mountain and tsunami, and his heart was shocked, this is the Book of Mountains and Seas, but now it is almost flawless cultivation, but the old man just casually participates in the enlightenment, and there are countless understandings born and integrated into the mark of Mu Ming, this power makes people doubt whether the old man's cultivation has reached the realm of a legend.

The old man separated a part of this imprint, and then clicked into the center of the phantom's eyebrows, the phantom's body shook, and there were blue and blue entanglements outside the body, and two forces appeared out of thin air in the body, and the power of the artistic conception outside the body became more and more intense.

Mu Ming saw the imprint and returned to his body, and when he checked it again, he only felt that many incomprehensible places suddenly merged, and there was a thunderous sound in the chest cavity between the breaths, and the ten thousand fire willows were even more shining, a little totem appeared, and then there was a concealment, and so on.

Mu Ming took a deep breath and silently clenched his fists, but the old man shook his head and said: "You have a lot of power in your body, but you lack the opportunity to fuse, but in the future, you can sharpen yourself, the little girl is different, her foundation is not as good as yours, and it is fixed!"

The old man said, and a mighty force appeared between his hands, it was a white mist, and after it appeared, a statue in the temple gave birth to a ray of brilliance.

There was a flash in Mu Ming's storage bag, and a glow of light appeared involuntarily, but it was the scroll just now, and Mu Ming didn't stop it, but his brows tightened a lot unconsciously.

"Oh? This was the scroll before, no wonder, this is a dragon, there is a trace of the spirit in it, and it needs the breath of Confucianism and Taoism to nourish it the most, just ......" The old man flicked his fingers, a crack appeared in the void, and a golden dragon appeared, and Mu Ming's picture scroll slowly unfolded, and an ink dragon slowly flew out.

A coercion dissipated, but it quickly relented, and Kikina looked carefully, only to realize that he had underestimated the scroll.

The dragon's eyes were hollow and had no eyes, so the dragon staggered when it flew, but the dragon spat out wisps of white air and fell into the dragon's body.

The little dragon was originally a little illusory, but after a while, it gradually became more real, and the dragon scales were lifelike, and there were bursts of dragon groans echoing.

After a while, the giant dragon disappeared into the crack, and the little dragon seemed to be a little unfinished, and after a few laps, he was unwilling to fall into the scroll, and Mu Ming beckoned to attract it, and took a closer look, at this time, the little dragon in the scroll was different, it seemed to have grown a little stronger, and the power of ink and wash also seemed to be moistened, as if the painting was over.

Mu Ming was secretly surprised, but he paid attention.

At this time, the phantom spirit also opened her eyes, her eyes were clear, and she said, "I feel that the catastrophe is coming!"

Yan Lao nodded and said, "It's good to polish it, you should be able to survive the tribulation, if you become a mountain god, the heavenly tribulation will be much milder." ”

The phantom nodded silently, looking at the difference in Kimina's eyes.

"I still underestimated you! I was worried before. ”

Hearing this, Mu Ming shook his head and said, "No, he is too strong, and he is already a god." ”

The phantom spirit was startled, but his ears moved slightly, and he said, "You're right, it's really fate." ”

The old man slowly raised his hand, grabbed a cup, and then silently filled it.

Mu Ming only felt the sound of the wind in his ears, and a white shadow appeared in the courtyard in front of him, Mu Ming slowly collected the scroll, and then sat down silently.

"You're here, lone wolf!"

The old man didn't seem to see the expressions of the people, but said to the white-clothed figure.

The man in white was naturally a lone wolf, his face was indifferent, but he didn't smile, his expression was solemn, and he bowed respectfully to the old man.

"Teacher!"

The old man nodded slightly, and when he raised his hand, a futon appeared, and the lone wolf nodded, and sat down as well, and then picked up the cup of tea, savored it, and then closed his eyes, as if he was reminiscing.

The old man looked at this scene, slowly smiled, and was silent.

The phantom's face changed at this time, with doubts in his eyes, and Mu Ming was bland, but he was just getting ready, ready to make a move.

"Xiaoyou, are you nervous?"

The old man looked at Mu Mingdao and smiled again.

Kinawa nodded, in response.

"Elder Yan, is he your disciple?" asked the phantom, his voice a little low.

The old man nodded silently, "He's the same as you." ”

The phantom didn't ask again, but looked at Mu Ming worriedly, but saw that Mu Ming also looked over, but Mu Ming shook his head slightly.

"I see!" Kikina sighed lightly, his mood returned to calm, his palms spread out, and many powers dissipated.

"Xiaoyou is young, but he is very cautious, phantom girl, study hard!" the old man smiled, and gave the phantom a look.

Ki Ming shook his head and smiled, then said to the lone wolf, "So you're here to kill me?"

"Good tea, the teacher is a blessing. The lone wolf said, but his eyes looked at Mu Ming, and the answer was not what he asked, or this was the lone wolf's answer.

Mu Ming said: "You came a few steps late, and the previous one was even more rare!"

The lone wolf nodded, "I heard it from afar, hurry up and hurry, it's still a little late." ”

Ki Ming said: "It seems that someone has died again." ”

The lone wolf said, "Yes, it's all damned people." ”

As he spoke, he spread his palm, and a small golden ant appeared, then jumped to the ground, and then burrowed into Kimana's cuff.

"That's a good idea!" added Lone Wolf.

A large ant appeared in Kina's cuff, but it was a herbivorous ant, and the herbivorous ant crawled under the ginkgo tree and then devoured two leaves.

"So it's it!" the lone wolf looked a little surprised as he watched the herbivore ant quickly return to Kinona's cuff.

"It's rude senior!" Mu Ming looked at the old man and smiled apologetically, originally the old man put two leaves under the ginkgo tree, intending to make flower fertilizer, but he didn't expect it to be very eager.

The old man nodded, looking at Kina's cuffs with interest.

"It seems that Xiaoyou has known for a long time, from the moment he came here?" the old man asked, a little curious.

Mu Ming said: "Originally, it was uncertain, but it was only certain when the predecessor pointed out the phantom." ”

"Oh?" the old man was puzzled, and so was the lone wolf, and the phantom was a little dazed, but he didn't speak.

Mu Ming was silent for a moment and said: "At the beginning, there was a trace of kindness in the eyes of the seniors looking at me, there were not too many surprises, if I didn't guess wrong, I think the seniors must have seen other people with Haoran spirit, although I don't know here, but there are almost no people who practice Confucianism here, and the lone wolf is one of them." ”

Ki Ming paused, the old man was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, but his eyes were encouraging Mu Ming, as if to let him continue.

Mu Ming said again: "What the predecessor just pointed out was the method of spitting out the spirit, but there was a trace of unusualness in the eyes of the senior, and at that time I knew that I might have guessed wrong, because I had not been a mountain god for a long time, and I was not familiar with this method of spitting, so I couldn't tell the difference between the spirit and the mountain god spitting." ”

The old man's eyes lit up, nodded and said: "Sure enough, I can't hide it from you, the spirit is the existence that has become the most mountain god, and their breathing method has naturally been passed down, but later there are many people or fierce beasts who have also become mountain gods, and they have the favor of heaven to practice the power of the spirit of breathing, but after all, it is still different, although the phantom spirit has achieved the mountain god for several years, but she still can't regard herself as the mountain god, this method of breathing has never been the point, so I will point, as for the lone wolf, it is different!"

The lone wolf smiled a little, but there was more appreciation in his eyes when he looked at Kina.

"Among so many mountain gods that day, I always feel that you have some familiar taste, do you know what the reason is?"

Mu Ming listened to the lone wolf's words, and said without thinking: "The essence blood of the spirit spirit, or the vine spirit, and only the essence blood of the plant spirit can shape a perfect body, otherwise it will not let the remnant soul parasitize!"

A cold glint flashed in the lone wolf's eyes, and he subconsciously clenched his fists, but then let go.

"I can't kill you!"

The phantom began to get nervous, but he heard Ki Ming say, "You didn't want to kill me from the beginning!"

The lone wolf looked at Mu Ming and said, "Not bad!"

Mu Ming said again: "Even if I know that you are the yang spirit of the bridge?"

"Not bad!" said Lone Wolf.

"What?" exclaimed.

It's just that no one paid attention to her, and Kikina said, "Just because we have nothing to do with this matter?"

Lone Wolf nodded, and shook his head again, "Yes, but not all, and you are not completely subordinate to the Baofeng Clan, if possible, you definitely want to break away from the Baofeng Clan!"

At this time, Mu Ming was silent, and the lone wolf looked directly at Mu Ming, and finally Mu Ming nodded silently.

"I am unfortunate to be a vassal of any tribe!"

The lone wolf laughed and said, "Because your roots are not here at all, I think about it, there is the essence blood of the spirit monster on the body, and there is a half-blood spirit monster to follow, and the spirit body in the body has a sense of perfection, and only a place like Dongsheng can create it!"

Mu Ming took a deep breath, his index finger moved slightly, and there were some waves in his heart, almost in the moment when Mu Ming was ready to make a move, but then he relaxed and said, "It's so flat!"

The lone wolf laughed, poured himself a cup of tea, and drank it to himself.

The phantom turned pale several times, and finally sighed helplessly, looking at the old man a little aggrieved.

The old man smiled and patted her head as a sign of comfort.

The old man never had anything, and finally began to drink tea quietly, but the lone wolf spoke alone, and what he said was all about the new wolf department, all trivial matters, but the old man listened very carefully.

In the end, the lone wolf said: "Teacher, I want my mother to come out!"

The old man put down the cup, and then said, "Have you thought about it?"

Lone wolf said: "Please also ask the teacher's permission, no matter what, she will not change, in my heart ......"

The old man did not respond, but was silent for a long time before letting out a sigh! )