Chapter Ninety-Four: The Oven Is Blown

It was still the room that slept for ten days when he was injured, Wang Huan didn't say a word, he regarded this place as his residence, and he didn't look embarrassed at all.

Back in the house, Wang Huan took out a piece of book paper from the Qiankun bag, brushed it a few times, and wrote a few big words: Retreat for three days, don't disturb!

Hang this card on the door, and then lock the house, seal the window or something, Wang Huancai said: "Come out, I can't help it, master." ”

A figure came out in response, still with the black hair of the shawl and thick black eyebrows, but now the hair is more shiny than before, and the two eyes are also shining like black pearls.

I can't help but feel that the master is a little more heroic now than when we first met, as if he is many years younger and handsome.

"Damn, when did you become so handsome, which woman's milk you eaten, so radiant. Wang Huan couldn't help but see that the master was handsome again, so he couldn't help pouting and said.

When he came to this world, he found that there were many people who were more handsome than him, and even such a remnant soul, or such an old remnant soul, was more handsome than him, angry, very annoying.

"I think when I was young, I was also famous, I don't know how many nunnery sisters are willing to break my body, even some of the female Buddhas who have attained the Tao have moved their hearts, and they flattered me frequently, in the end, I am still extraordinary, dedicated to Buddhism, so they did not succeed. "I can't help but master is also a flower monk, and he just opens his mouth when he brags.

"Cut, the guy who has violated the lust precepts, and he is still dedicated to the Buddha. Wang Huan pursed his lips, deeply contemptuous of the old stick's words.

"You don't know how beautiful that woman is, if you can see her, you won't think so, that's a woman who can make the Buddha's Dao heart turbulent, don't blaspheme. The master said slowly, a glimmer of hope flashing in his eyes.

"Is there really such a beautiful woman in heaven and earth? You just blow it, you must have cheated on a little nun, and if you break the color precept, you will find an excuse for yourself, saying that what kind of beautiful woman is it, even the Buddha is tempted......" Wang Huancai didn't believe his words, and said with a smile.

I couldn't help but sigh faintly, and I didn't argue, and said: "Believe it or not, there is no evidence, let's talk about you, in three days, is Wang Huan Xiaoyou ready to challenge the stone case?"

The two stopped chatting and farting, and when it came to business, the master couldn't help but always look serious.

"Well, it has to be. Wang Huan nodded and said seriously. After that, he took out the damaged white jade coffin lid, and the white jade coffin lid at this moment looked extremely rough and dull because of the lack of formation.

At the same time, he touched a stone with blood stains, and the two things were placed in front of him together.

"White jade coffin lid, heart soul stone, master, my weapon will be handed over to you. Speaking of seriousness, Wang Huan's expression is also quite serious.

"Weapons can only play a subsidized role, and the real strength has to rely on yourself, just like before the Source Realm, even if you hold a spiritual weapon, you can't send out the power above. I couldn't help but say earnestly, and he had already taken the white jade coffin lid and the soul stone.

Remembering that in order to use a spiritual weapon at the beginning, the strength of his whole body was drawn, Wang Huan nodded seriously, but he is now a master of the Source Realm, and has opened up four tributaries, which together with the mainstream is the Realm of the Five Rivers.

For a master of the Five Rivers Source Realm, he was already able to provide the amount of power required for the spiritual weapon.

The master took two things, and then took out a small black stove, which was blue-gray in color, with a faint flame rising in it.

As for refining weapons, Wang Huan is a layman, and he doesn't plan to learn how to learn these, so he can't help but master refining weapons, and he devotes himself to his body and begins to recover from his injuries.

After the baptism of thunder, Wang Huan opened up a total of four tributaries, and became the master of the five rivers in the source realm, breaking through the source realm, people's life expectancy will naturally increase by one jiazi, that is, sixty more years of life, and each additional source river can increase the life span of twenty years in the future.

According to the normal physique of a monk, after practicing the fifth order of the Qi Realm, he generally has a lifespan of one hundred years, and the first level of the Source Realm can obtain sixty years, and the second level can add another twenty years, and so on, that is to say, Wang Huan now has a lifeline of two hundred and forty years, provided that he does not die young.

The mind is peaceful, and in the body, there is a rushing source river, burning with raging fire at one end and a biting cold air at the other. This is the source river that he fused after breaking through the source realm, and above this mainstream source river, there are four tributaries of different sizes, each of which is golden and has a strong breath of life.

However, in those source rivers, there is still a little thunder and lightning raging inside, which is the sequelae left by the tragedy, and Wang Huan must clear it to make himself reach the most perfect state.

After entering the realm of the source river, Wang Huan didn't know that his current self corresponded to the first points on the "Soul Canon".

In the sea of knowledge, the local yellow booklet slowly opened, the nine acupoints of the first type, Wang Huan has been completely opened, and now the second type, there are six acupuncture points, which are no longer the air points in the cultivation body, but completely integrated into the spiritual realm, that is to say, from the second type, Wang Huan's cultivation is no longer the middle dantian, but the sea of knowledge.

The Middle Dantian and the Lower Dantian have been completely connected and become a source river with four branches.

The second form, a total of six acupuncture points, the first one, is to plant a seed of the soul in the sea of consciousness, when the six seeds of the mind are planted, a tree will grow.

At the end of the second form, Wang Huan will learn the second skill: the boundless spirit.

What is this boundless thing, Wang Huan still doesn't understand, it seems to be very mysterious, it seems that he has time to ask the old stick master.

The day passed quickly, Wang Huan happily planted seeds in the sea of knowledge, and at the same time discharged the current in his body, because breaking through to the realm of the five rivers of the source realm, Wang Huan planted the first seed very easily, just a thought, according to the rules said in the book, gradually, began to condense into a small seed.

Riding the hot iron, the soul thought ran cautiously again, according to the route of planting seeds on the dementor ceremony, step by step breeding, although the first seed was easy to plant, but the second seed was not so obedient, Wang Huan spent two days to barely form a seed germ, and the third seed planting is obviously more difficult, it is estimated that he needs to go to the source realm sixfold to have hope.

For three days, it flowed away quietly, Wang Huan was in a good mood, his body basically returned to normal, those annoying thunderbolts were also emptied, he was refreshed, and the time was almost up.

Bang......

Just as Wang Huan was about to open his eyes, there was such an explosion in his ears.

"Uh, who fires artillery in broad daylight?" Wang Huan opened his eyes, looked at the overcast Master of Can't Help and asked.

"Cannon fart, it's a fryer. The master shook his head and continued: "Your coffin board is not simple, there is an evil aura of a supreme powerhouse in it, my furnace is in disrepair, and it can't withstand such a strong force at all, it seems that one day I will have to find a good furnace to help you refine." ”

"Isn't it, your sister, the fryer? Today is already three days, you tell me about the fryer, I still have to fight with the people on the big stone case, you call me empty-handed...... Boss, that's not how it hurts. Wang Huan said sadly, remembering Mo Chongxu's sword with a ghostly light, he actually relied on hand-to-hand combat.

"There's no way, don't you still have the Void Wheel, although you can't attack, you rely on the soul thought to condense it, and you also have a halo on your hand. ”

"You mean that I just rely on an aura that can only defend against others?"

was asked by Wang Huan, and he couldn't help but blush, cough dryly, and said, "Well, you are so fierce, it's okay." ”

"I didn't notice where I was so fierce. ”

"I remember when you were asleep you used to say that you could wolf nine times a night, that's fine, go ahead. I couldn't help but smile obscenely and said, "It's really not strong enough, I have medicine here." ”

"Murmur...... was sold. Wang Huan shrugged helplessly, took a deep breath, no matter what, he could still condense a Void Wheel aura, although he couldn't attack, but the defense was still good, and he wanted to be able to block so many magic weapons when he was injured.

Turning his body upright, Wang Huan opened the door with a high spirit.

"Boss, I finally came out of the retreat, are you getting better, everyone is waiting at the stone case, and I was specially asked to invite you. As soon as Ling Haifeng came over, he saw the door open, and immediately said excitedly.

"Well, they're all waiting. Wang Huan smiled, he originally wanted to look at the situation and find a reason to shirk it, but it seemed that it would not work.

The two of them walked towards the Treasure Pavilion, and along the way, Ling Haifeng asked questions, and because he erased the name on the stone case, he also received an additional commendation and obtained a Xuan-level combat skill. Wang Huan drooled with envy.

The speed of the Source Realm master was very fast, at least three or five hundred meters in one step, if it weren't for the twists and turns of the corridor, the two of them wouldn't need a few breaths at all.

In front of the Treasure Pavilion, next to the pear blossom boulder, after the restoration of the craftsman, the mess caused by the robbery has been cleaned up, and the awakening incense has been lit again. It has become a fairyland of people with a fairy mist, and as Ling Haifeng said, it is really full of people here, and when they see Wang Huan coming, they are full of expectations.

Seeing this formation, Wang Huan was beating a drum in his heart, don't look forward to it so much, the higher the hope, the higher the disappointment.

For such a thing as fighting with his bare hands, Wang Huan is vain.

"Wang Huan, here. The gray-clothed old man looked at Wang Huan's body and said with a smile: "The thunder tribulation is all expelled from the body, and the source river is rushing, it seems that he is prepared." ”

"It's okay, it's okay, let's kill Mo Chongxu reluctantly. Wang Huan said modestly.

"Okay, with this confidence, I really didn't see the wrong person, go ahead, everyone hopes that you can create glory again this time. The old man in gray said with a smile.

So far, there has never been a session of two people to wipe the tablet, he guarded for one hundred and twenty years, although the merit is complete, but he still wants to be glorious, a session of two anti-heaven heroes, say what a face-saving thing to go, even if it is retired, can also show off.

"Then I'll go. Wang Huan looked deeply at the gray-clothed old man, looked at everyone's blessed eyes, lifted his breath slightly, and walked towards the pear blossom stone case.