Wan Qing, who was stimulated by Aoki again, had sparks in his eyes, and his fists were even more on fire.

"Die!"

Wan Qing's fists finally burst out, bombarding an object directly in front of him.

Click!

There was a crisp sound of the jade bottle cracking, and then a golden bead was suspended.

Wan Qing chattered his mouth, and he could emit light in this place where he couldn't see his five fingers, which can only show that this bead is not ordinary.

Wan Qing didn't care about thirty, seven or twenty, he reached out and grabbed it, put it in front of his eyes and took a closer look, it was simply three hundred and sixty degrees without dead ends.

"I'm rubbing~!Is this an elixir?"

Wan Qing's heart was full of surprise, and she couldn't believe it.

The gold bead in his hand is full of subtle threads, and if you don't take a closer look, you can't find it at all. The main thing is that there is not a trace of taste in this gold bead.

This had to remind Wan Qing of a plot in the story of the god of fire that Qiong Ling told her, after the god of fire had Qingding, many of the pills that the god of fire shot were the best pills.

And the gold bead in Wan Qing's hand has a lot of similarities with the best elixir that Qiong Ling said, with subtle and dense threads, without the slightest taste, and radiating light.

Wan Qing gritted his teeth,

"Fight!"

Aoki was a little surprised, how could this little guy suddenly have such courage, and he raised his head and took this superb marrow pill.

The next moment, Wan Qingpan sat down, covered in golden light, and the entire passage was illuminated a lot, and a little outline could be faintly seen.

However, at this time, Wan Qing had no time and mood to look at this, and urged the cultivation method at full speed.

It took a long stick of incense for Wan Qing to run for a week.

Aoki, who looked at all this, couldn't help but pout, this talent was really poor, a little scary, even if it was the fire god back then, it was not so bad.

Running a week to spend a stick of incense, how blocked this meridian is, I am afraid that even the muddy roads in the countryside on rainy days are stronger than this.

Wan Qing also knew that his meridians were seriously blocked, otherwise how could he practice so slowly, you must know that in the first two years of cultivation, Wan Qing's cultivation was even crazier than his eldest brother, it can be said that there are no days and nights, except for eating, drinking, and Lazar.

However, as he cultivated more, the more his meridians became blocked, and Wan Qing slowly became lazy. And the reason why Qiong Ling didn't let her other two sons practice in the middle of the night was because she considered Wan Qing and didn't want Wan Qing to be stimulated.

Time passed, and the golden light became more and more dazzling, but the golden light was narrowing its scope, and now only the surface of Wan Qing's skin could see the golden light.

At this time, Qiong Ling came to the courtyard of thousands of old men, and saw where Wan Qing was standing in a daze from a distance.

Qiong Ling thought at first that Wan Qing was playing some trick again, and wanted to avoid punishment.

When Qiong Ling approached, she found that Wan Qing's eyes were closed, and her body was constantly expelling the black liquid like ink, which scared Qiong Ling so much that she couldn't give up.

"Qing'er~!What's wrong with you!"

Qiong Ling wanted to hug Wan Qing with a crying voice, but was quickly pulled by a hand.

"Wife, don't move Qing'er!"

The person who came was Wan Qing's father, Wan Cheng.

Wan Cheng is also a talent, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a face like a knife, and a righteous body.

"Brother Cheng, Qing'er, this is...?"

"This may be a turning point in Qing'er's life!"

Wan Cheng helped Qiong Ling sit on the side and watched quietly.

Wan Cheng is okay, he has a tough heart, he knows that this is Wan Qing's opportunity, and waits patiently.

Qiong Ling didn't have such good patience, watching her son's body constantly emit black liquid, with a foul smell, how could Qiong Ling stand it.

"Cheng'er, what's wrong with Xiaoyi?"

Wan Qian strode in and asked loudly.

"Father, come and take a look~ Brother Cheng said that this is Qing'er's turning point~"

Qiong Ling turned her head and said with a crying voice,

"Oh!?I'll see!"

Thousands of people stood in front of Wan Qing with a brisk walk, and suddenly thousands of brows were furrowed, and thousands of people were also a little uncertain, and they were not sure that the phenomenon of their own grandchildren was deeply experienced, whether this was washing the muscles or not, if it was, it was a bit exaggerated.

"This smell~~!"

Thousands of smells of impurities discharged from Wan Qing's body, and there is this special smell.

"Déjà vu!"

Thousands of brows were twisted into Sichuan characters, trying to recall that this once had a somewhat familiar taste.

"Strictly forbidden grass ~ !!"

This word suddenly popped out of Wan Qian's mouth, which immediately made Wan Cheng and his wife surprised and angry.

This forbidden grass has no toxins, and a small amount of forbidden grass is still of great help to cultivators, but once it is excessive, it will accumulate in the meridians and block the meridians.

Wan Cheng had to recall something in his mind many years ago, that is, the day of ancestor worship.

Every year, the day of ancestor worship is the time to test the qualifications of the new descendants, which also determines the future rights of the descendants to enjoy the family's resources.

At that time, Wan Qing was detected to have a strong physique, and the family leaders immediately decided to vigorously cultivate it, but Wan Qing's generation was a little surprising, and there were several talented juniors.

Wan Qing's appearance seriously affected the future of these talented juniors, Wan Qing showed his cultivation talent at the age of five, and became a first-order monk in a week, but after that, he had a difficult step and failed to advance for a long time.

Wan Qing couldn't advance for a long time, so he was naturally used as a handle by someone with a heart, and all that Wan Qing originally deserved was taken back, and even his residence was replaced.

During that time, thousands of people looked for famous doctors everywhere to check Wan Qing's body, but nothing was detected. Because Wan Qing was neither poisoned nor sick, there was no way to treat it, and in the end, there was no way to treat it.

"I see~!"

Thousands of eyes narrowed, and a murderous aura gushed out, which frightened the Wancheng couple.

"Father!"

Wan Cheng hurriedly stopped Wan Qian, Wan Qian's current physical condition did not allow Wan Qian to act too excitedly.

"Don't worry! I can't die until I find the murderer!"

Wan Qing in the channel, but cool and crooked, this golden light is like a layer of gold film, sticking to Wan Qing's skin, Wan Qing is like the golden body of the temple's Buddha, the golden light is shining.

Aoki also nodded with satisfaction, although this little guy's qualifications are very poor, but he is unique in terms of absorption ability, even the fire god can't do this, 100% absorb the medicinal properties of the elixir.

After a long time, Wan Qing Shennian was pushed back into the Aoki space, his whole body was comfortable, Wan Qing clenched his fists, and felt full of strength.

"Hmm, why is it so stinky, did I fall into the pit!?"

Wan Qing withdrew his thoughts, opened his eyes and scanned the surroundings, and was suddenly startled, and retreated again and again in fright.

"Father, mother, grandfather!?"

Seeing the three of them looking at themselves without blinking, Wan Qing felt a little weird.

"Son, how are you feeling?"

"Son, do you feel unwell, tell your mother!"

"Qing'er, come to grandpa, grandpa will check it out!"

Looking at the three of them scrambling to ask, Wan Qing was a little stunned, which one is this play, is it a precursor to a storm?

However, Wan Qing felt that his parents and grandfather didn't seem to have the intention of teaching him a lesson, but were extremely concerned.

"Oh!"

Wan Qing was about to step forward, but suddenly felt wrong,

"It stinks, why am I so stinky, I'm going to take a shower!"

Wan Qing turned and ran towards the bathroom, leaving behind a strange smell.

"Father, did you say Qing'er has become stronger?"

Wan Cheng rubbed his eyes, a little incredulous,

Wan Qian nodded slightly, the scene just now is indeed like this, if this is changed to the previous Wan Qing, it will not be able to reach this speed at all, and this speed can only be achieved by a first-rank fifth-order monk.

Qiong Ling is also staring at her beautiful eyes, Wan Qing is brought by Qiong Ling's hand, what kind of strength Wan Qing has, Qiong Ling is clear.

"Father, is this Qing'er good or bad?"

Qiong Ling was a little worried, if the murderer knew that Wan Qing was about to recover again, she didn't know if she would take any extreme measures.

After all, Wan Qing's qualifications tested back then are in front of everyone, in case Wan Qing grows up and knows who was the one who persecuted him back then, then the murderer's side will face ruthless extermination.

"This must be concealed, until the murderer is found!"

Thousands of people also know in their hearts that they must make a decision to keep this secret.

"What if Qing'er is exposed?"

Wan Cheng raised the most serious problem, that is, this matter was exposed by Wan Qing himself, and it was useless for the three of them to protect it no matter how good they were.

"This..."

Wan Qian suddenly had a big head, and the children's comparison heart was very strong, and Wan Qing, who suddenly recovered some physique, might not show off everywhere.

The three of them began to discuss countermeasures.

And Wan Qing in the bathroom rubbed his body from time to time, and there was dirty water flowing on the ground, which were all impurities removed by Wan Qing's body.

At this time, Wan Qing's meridians were already like muddy roads in the countryside, but the speed of True Qi was dozens of times faster.

"Comfortable!"

Wan Qing was about to moan, how many years had he not felt this way, it was really comfortable.

It took half a column of incense for Wan Qing to scrub it clean, and Wan Qing, who was wearing her hair loosely, sat directly in the living room.

Call~~~

Suck~~~

Call~~~

Wan Qing kept the rhythm of breathing, ran the method of cultivation, and followed suit.

"That's how it feels!"

Wan Qing was about to scream, the feeling of breaking through, the threshold of the third order, was close at hand.

Shen Nian's right hand clasped the threshold of the third order, and his left hand charged slightly, and then punched, bombarding the gate of the third order.

The gate of the third order was immediately ruthlessly shattered, and piece by piece, it seemed to be about to shatter.

At this moment, a surprising scene appeared, the fragments of the broken third-order gate turned into white light and burrowed into Wan Qing's divine body.

"This..."

Wan Qing was a little stunned, what the hell was going on.

"It's comfortable~!"

However, in an instant, the white light was absorbed by Wan Qing, and Wan Qing suddenly felt comfortable, and at the same time, he secretly wondered in his heart why this step gate could be shattered, and it could also be turned into energy and absorbed by the body.

Although this phenomenon was a bit magical, Wan Qing was secretly happy in his heart, because Wan Qing had already firmly established himself in the third order, which showed that this order gate had the effect of stable cultivation.

Wan Qing had some impulses to advance to the fourth order at the moment, and he didn't know if the fourth order gate could also do the same, turning into a beam of light and being absorbed by himself.