The afterglow of the setting sun is everywhere, the clear stream flows slowly, and occasionally a few small fish play among the colorful pebbles.

"Boom. A popping sound came from the thatched hut not far from the creek, and the fish instantly dispersed, breaking the beautiful silence. Fortunately, the thatched hut was on the corner of the town and did not disturb others.

"Alas, I fried Dan again, it's a pity, I almost succeeded in condensing Dan. Xiao Mingdao, whose face was covered with black and ash, was slightly frustrated, but without pausing, he skillfully cleaned the Dan furnace in front of him. Ming Dao'er took out the purple-black paste produced by the fried pill, a small white beast in the shape of a small fox, in a flash, and barked his teeth at Ming Dao'er, and ate his lower abdomen, not disgusted, but with a happy look of satisfaction.

"Haha, eat slowly, little Bai Ze. Gently stroking the little fox's delicate little ears, the displeasure of fried Dan turned into a happy dimple with the arrival of Xiao Bai Ze, hanging on the slightly chubby little face.

As if feeling the change in the mood of the little master, Xiao Bai Ze's white tail, which was as long as his body, was raised high, gently swept on Ming Dao'er's neck and face, and Ming Dao'er couldn't stop laughing.

"Dao'er, this first-class Qi Replenishing Pill has not failed since half a year ago. What's going on this time?" Ming Lao, who was lying on the bamboo chair with his eyes slightly open, asked with a smile.

Ming Dao'er scratched his head, thought for a while, and said, "Just now, when I was at the juncture of Ning Dan, I injected all the Qi of Divine Consciousness into the Dan Furnace, I usually do this, and the success rate of Ning Dan is very high. However, this time, I don't know why, the divine consciousness was injected a lot more than usual. ”

As he spoke, Ming Dao'er, who unconsciously frowned, muttered, "That feeling is as if the divine sense is suddenly strong, it's so strange." ”

Ming Lao'er continued to smile: "Dao'er, when your divine consciousness enters the Heavy Heaven Realm, you can look inward to check the strength of your divine consciousness. Now, Dao'er, I'll take a look at it for you. ”

The words were closed, and I didn't see any movement from Ming Lao, and an invisible energy appeared out of thin air, covering Ming Dao'er's little head, Ming Dao'er seemed to be unconscious, and he was still playing with Xiao Bai Ze.

Ming Lao, who squinted his eyes slightly, changed his expression a little more, and his two white eyebrows trembled slightly. After another two breaths, Ming Lao'er slowly spoke: "Congratulations to Doyle, after breaking through to the middle stage of soul shaping a year ago, the divine sense has taken another step, and it has reached the late stage of soul molding." ”

"Haha, that's great, you can refine more Yipin pills in the future. Ming Dao'er excitedly kneaded Xiao Bai Ze twice, completely ignoring Xiao Bai Ze's resentful little eyes, and laughed. "Grandpa, teach me a new Danfang!"

Ming Lao'er looked at Ming Dao'er, whose eyes were shining, as if he was also infected, and laughed: "Okay, then you can refine a furnace of Qi Replenishing Pill first, and familiarize yourself with the current heat." ”

"Yes, when I was in class today, I just ate four pills with Xuan'er, Wu Rujian, and Xu Xinqing, and I just want to add it. ”

As he spoke, Ming Dao'er put his hands on a certain place in the Dan furnace, and with the injection of divine consciousness, the surface of the Dan furnace was bright, and a cumbersome pattern constituted the manifestation of the spirit array, and the light of the spirit array was great, and then a flame appeared inside the Dan furnace out of thin air, swaying like teeth and claws. Ming Dao'er's eyes were closed, his hands were firmly attached to the Dan furnace, and his expression was even more solemn, it was hard to believe that such a calm would appear in a six-year-old child.

"Drink!" With Ming Dao'er's soft drink, the flames of the mad demons in the Dan furnace, like a tamed wild horse, gradually condensed into a bunch, the heat did not decrease but increased, the Dan furnace soon turned red, and the runes seemed to be broken, crazy shining. Ming Dao'er was stunned, and with the control of his mind, he let the flames pose in various shapes, like an arm.

Ming Lao'er looked at Ming Dao, who was having a lot of fun, and nodded slightly, Ming Dao'er's fire control technique, I'm afraid it has reached the level of a first-grade purple-level alchemist, right?

Hey, a six-year-old first-grade alchemist, I haven't seen a more genius yet.

However, Ming Lao remembered that he had just checked Ming Dao'er's divine sense, and he couldn't help but feel slightly nervous in his heart. Ming Dao'er's divine soul has actually mutated, and it is not very obvious now, I am afraid that I can only see the clues when I enter the Chongtian Realm. But where there is variation, there will be good and bad.

In the cultivation world, if you want to strengthen your divine soul, there are two ways.

The first is to cultivate spiritual power, and the divine soul will be tempered and improved with the improvement of its own strength. The second is to cultivate the divine soul, constantly nourish the divine soul, and the divine consciousness can also be strong. The cultivation of the divine soul is hard to find, and it is only in the hands of a few forces.

Ming Daoer can undoubtedly only be the second type.

Since Ming Dao'er was sensible, Ming Dao watched Ming Lao's alchemy, the flames changed in various forms, and the colorful and strange-shaped herbs were concentrated and refined into a few pills. It's fun, Ming Dao'er fell in love with the fire control alchemy, so he tempered his divine sense with the help of Ming Lao, and he has been taking the elixir that nourishes his divine sense for so many years, so his divine consciousness has entered the realm to this point.

In the cultivation realm, if you want to cultivate spiritual power, you must first enlighten the spirit. The enlightenment requires that the meridians of the body's acupoints are roughly mature and manifest.

Otherwise, the introduction of violent and chaotic spiritual power in the body will instantly destroy the fragile meridians, leaving behind the tragic consequences of not being able to cultivate, and it will be extremely difficult to recover.

Because Ming Dao'er is too young, the meridians of the acupoints have not grown, so the soul has been developing. Divine consciousness is equivalent to the high level of the spirit body, and the cultivation has not yet begun, so it will inevitably appear deformed. It's understandable that there have been some changes. Ming Lao'er is also worried about this.

Looking at the joy of Ming Dao'er when he controlled the fire and refining the pill, he could see that he really liked this way.

Ming Lao'er immediately shook his head and smiled, and couldn't help but straighten his waist, revealing a shocking momentum, and a sense of pride arose, even if it was the worst mutation, with my Ming Lao, I would teach it to turn things around. A hint of domineering is revealed, and it is closed in a flash.

Xiao Bai Ze, who was pretending to sleep, looked up and swept around, and didn't seem to find anything, so he closed his eyes again. And the Ming Dao'er of the late stage of the Soul Shaping Realm was unaware.

At this time, Ming Lao couldn't help but be slightly moved, and took a few deep glances at the little beast, as if he wanted to see through it, and finally withdrew his divine sense without finding anything.

Suddenly, Ming Lao Jiongjiong's blazing eyes looked in the direction of Qingfeng Mountain in the east.

At the top of Qingfeng Mountain, a team of about 200 people, like an eagle flapping its wings and flying, put on a formation, the team unified blue standard armor, everyone was resolute and upright, and just standing still revealed a bloodthirsty atmosphere, which made people shudder.

The overall composition is such a soaring eagle array, and it is even more surging to the sky, and it is not a hundred battles that cannot be rolled out without a long grinding of flesh and blood. He stood with his eyes straight ahead, no one had the desire to speak, as if he was waiting for someone.

"Tut, I've been waiting here for three days, and I don't know how many more days this group of dolls will stand. Ming Lao, who retracted his gaze, muttered: "It seems that although this world is small, there are still capable people, before the troubled times come, gather the power of one realm, a good idea." ”

Ming Lao's eyes looked ahead, a trace of gold flashed, and his hands pinched out a series of gestures: "Dao'er's hexagram is really becoming more and more confusing, and this time it is not in the five elements of Qiankun, I really don't know whether to be happy or sad." ”

"Alas, 100,000 years ago, what was the cause of that catastrophe? Why did Dao'er's hexagram always faintly point to that catastrophe?" Ming Lao looked thoughtful, looked at Ming Dao, squinted slightly, and pondered quietly.

Ming Dao concentrated on outputting his divine consciousness, and his divine consciousness gave birth to all kinds of changes in the Dan furnace through the rune array. A smile on his face.

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Qingfeng City, although the name is called the city, is actually a small community on the edge of the Qingfeng Mountain Range. The population is not more than 10,000, and they make a living from hunting.

At this time, in the other corner of Qingfeng City, surrounded by a simple fence, the fence is crawling with emerald vines, the front is a flat courtyard with sandbags, and the back is two thatched houses, the thatched houses look dilapidated, but clean and elegant, at a glance, there are a few different moods.

Here, a handsome young man with a resolute complexion, holding a two-zhang wooden sword in his right hand and a peculiar posture in his left hand. I saw that he raised the wooden sword in his right hand high, shook his wrist, and the wooden sword swung forward from top to bottom, and the gesture of his left hand changed, dancing with the momentum, gathering momentum for the splitting sword. The sword fell and pounced on the sandbag in front of it.

The sandbag shook slightly, and there was a light white sword mark on it. If you look closely, there are dense old sword marks above.

The young man's face was quiet throughout the whole process, there were no extra sword moves, and when he saw the first sword mark today, the corners of his furrowed and delicate eyebrows stretched a little.

Cleanly retracted the sword, and re-put on the posture before the sword, which was the same sword splitting style.

The sword is out, the sword is closed. Repeat mechanically over and over again, never tired of it. Only the sweat that constantly oozes from his forehead and the new white marks on the sandbag can be distinguished, and this is a thousand tempers.

Before I knew it, the moon had been rising for some time.

The moonlight was dim, drifting through bursts of inky black, and even if you looked closely, it was not easy to notice.

Ming Lao suddenly looked at the sky, and said with a somewhat heavy face: "It seems that I still need the old man to work, it's really troublesome." After groaning for a while, his face was a little gentle and looked at Ming Dao, who was now asleep because of the excessive output of his divine consciousness throughout the afternoon, and lifted the futon for Ming Dao, and gently stroked Ming Dao's somewhat scattered hair.

Although Ming Dao is not Ming Lao's closest relatives, over the years, Ming Lao has really liked this sunny little boy.

Mingdao, who is warm and soft by nature, has a light smile on the corner of his mouth, which is cute.

Ming Lao, who looked at the dim night sky again, lost that gentleness, but a little more powerful confidence and calmness.

"Think of it as the rent that the old man paid when he came to this realm. ”

Ming Lao'er rose to the sky and did not return overnight.