The three-day mourning period is over, and Ming Jiutian has issued a death order here, and about Ye Wuxing's death, those who talk about it in private will be killed.

This is Ming Jiutian's attitude, I believe that even if the people of the Gongyi Gate and the Tang Sect know about it, they will understand what to do.

All aspects of production and manufacturing in the Ten Thousand Worlds Spirit Box have also returned to normal, and people are still talking and laughing, and it seems that this incident has not caused much trouble.

At this moment, in the residence of Ming Jiutian, a long and large dining table is already full of all kinds of delicacies, from grilled fish and barbecue to melons and fruit snacks.

And Ming Jiutian was busy receiving these delicacies into the storage ring, as if he was afraid of breaking them.

"Stinky boy, what are you..."Grandpa Ming Zhendong walked in and couldn't help but ask curiously when he saw this scene.

"I've been worrying about too much recently, so I've decided to go on vacation and relax..."Ming Jiutian was still sorting out the food in front of him.

Looking at the dazzling array of delicacies in front of you, there are no less than 200 kinds of varieties alone, when will you get this vacation?

"With so many things, how long will it take?" Ming Zhendong rolled his eyes when he heard this.

"It's not decided yet, when do you want to come back..."Ming Jiutian replied without raising his head.

Still undecided?

Is it an indefinite vacation?

At this juncture, Ming Jiutian can't leave at all, and there are many things waiting for him.

"But you're gone, what are you going to do here?" Grandpa Ming Zhendong asked confusedly.

"It's all arranged, if there's nothing particularly important, don't contact me, the old man left..."With that, Ming Jiutian, who had sorted out his things, turned around and walked outside.

"But..."

Grandpa Ming Zhendong still wanted to say something, but unfortunately Ming Jiutian had already run away from the shadow.

According to Ming Jiutian's words, the place he chose to vacation for this trip was actually in the Ten Thousand Worlds Spirit Box, which was just an inaccessible emperor's tomb.

Speaking of the emperor's tomb that appeared later, it can be regarded as a wonder in the Ten Thousand Worlds Spirit Box, because except for the Ming Nine Heavens, outsiders can't go up at all.

Even if that person's strength was several realms higher than that of the Ming Nine Heavens, in addition to the innate coercion, there were many dense phantom arrays, which often made those who wanted to ascend the career go back to the same place.

Not long after, Ming Jiutian's figure appeared at the top of the emperor's tomb, because he didn't plan to bring more people up, so the top of the emperor's tomb at this time was still a very desolate scene.

Ming Jiutian found an open space to sit on the ground, and took out all the things related to cultivation on his body.

For Ming Jiutian, there are not many exercises that can be regarded as complete on him, or there are no exercises at all.

can let him get to this day, all the credit is due to the Jiuyang Chaos Technique, a secret book that only belongs to him, so that after he learns it, he can learn any other magic book that can be like a tiger.

In addition, it is some of the exercises and cheats compiled by Ming Jiutian himself, to put it bluntly, it is actually a summary of what he learned before, as well as some of the moves he created in the later period, and then recorded them.

"Ge Lao Tzudi, when Ben Shao can also produce a mighty magic skill..."Ming Jiutian muttered to himself.

As soon as the words fell, the earth-shaking classics were taken over, and at the same time, paper and pen were taken out, and they sketched on them, and from time to time they evolved a few times.

When I am tired of studying, I will take out the delicacies prepared before tomorrow and study while tasting, which can be described as a retreat and a vacation.

"What are you...?"

At this time, the old Fu'er, who had disappeared for a few days, reappeared, probably just woke up.

Seeing Ming Jiutian sitting there alone, surrounded by all kinds of classics, weapons and armor, and food, Lao Fu'er was also stunned.

"If you come to find the core stone of the emperor's tomb, please take care of yourself, don't bother me if you have nothing to do..."

"It's really stealing half a day's leisure," Lao Fu'er commented when he saw this.

"Wrong, this is called retreat and recreation, and it is not delayed..."Ming Jiutian said and picked up an apple and nibbled on it.

After listening to Ming Jiutian's description, Lao Fu'er also froze, obviously for Lao Fu'er, who has lived for so long, it is the first time to see such a retreat.

Throughout the ages, retreat has been an important part of the practice that monks have had to go through, allowing them to improve their strength through a quiet atmosphere and without distractions.

But I have never seen such a retreat method like Ming Jiutian where he eats and drinks, scribbles on paper with a pen when he is happy, and falls asleep when he is unhappy.

"Aren't you worried about going mad?"

This is the first time that Ming Jiutian has heard something quite normal since he met Lao Fu'er.

"That's for others, that kind of conformist method is useless for Ben Shao, this is Ben Shao's own new retreat method, killing two birds with one stone, and the harvest is not small..."

Seeing that Ming Jiutian was able to record and practice at the same time, and at the same time be able to chat with it, Lao Fu'er was even more stunned.

"This is Emperor Xuantian's self-created emperor-killing hand, why is there only one move?" Picking up a classic book on the ground, Lao Fu'er asked.

"No, why, because this young man can only do this trick..."Ming Jiutian explained.

Hearing this, Lao Fu'er nodded, and after putting down the emperor's killing hand, he picked up some of the ideas recorded by Ming Jiutian, and looked at it intently with his wrinkled face.

"Integrate the greatest power of the Dharma phase into your body? Brat... Are you sure this idea will work? The old man on the side looked at it and his eyes widened.

"How do you know if you can't do it if you haven't tried it?" Ming Jiutian heard the words and asked back directly.

As we all know, after reaching a certain level of strength, you can conjure up your own law phases, and different law phases also have different powers.

In the process of fighting against people, he can maximize the power of his moves, and he is very good at attacking and defending.

Ordinary people's Dharma appearances are released outside the body once they are used, and the stronger the strength, the greater the body size.

But at this moment, Ming Jiutian actually put forward the idea of integrating the power of the law into the body of the deity, how can people not be surprised.

"So you've tried?" Lao Fu'er looked at Ming Jiutian with a shocked expression.

"Not yet..."Ming Jiutian shook his head decisively when he heard this.

"It's best if you haven't tried it, be careful of your little life..."Old Fu'er patted his chest with palpitations when he heard this.

"You have to try it to know if it works or not, you just came, how about you come to see this idea?" Ming Jiutian said and handed over the piece of paper that had just been written.

Lao Fu'er took the piece of paper suspiciously, and looked at it with a solemn face again, but the more he looked at it, his eyes widened, and he was obviously shocked by the content on the paper.

"Raise the sword fetus with your own body, so that the sword of others is one... Hiss... Boy, who told you this idea? After seeing it, Lao Fu'er looked at Ming Jiutian with a dumbfounded face.

"It's so fresh, of course Ben Shao came up with it himself, of course... This is also a sentence, wait a minute..."Ming Jiutian said and took the top in Lao Fu'er's hand again.

Seeing that after Ming Jiutian took the piece of paper, Long Feifeng danced and wrote and drew on it, and Lao Fu'er's interest became stronger and stronger.

Taking the piece of paper that Ming Jiutian had changed again, Lao Fu'er looked at it again.

This time it can be said that the mouth has grown up in shock, and the fist the size of a sandbag can be stuffed into it.

"Boy, my old man has to admit that your idea is indeed terrifying, your previous idea of using your own body to warm the sword fetus has indeed been done and succeeded by the predecessors, and the power is also very good, but is your practice of using your soul to nourish the sword fetus too risky?" Lao Fu'er was frightened after seeing it.