Two days ago, nightfall, outskirts.

Fan Duowen stopped Hua Feifei for the time being, and wanted to kill those annoying bed bugs, Hua Wanfei lay on a grass, his hands on his head, looking up at the huge bright moon in the night sky.

On the fifteenth day of the month, the moon is full, and the night is empty, dotted sporadically.

Hua gradually flew out and pointed to the vast night sky, what a very tall and heavy "emperor sitting"; What is the "Tianfu" and "arsenal" that are connected together; What is the main battle of the conquest of the star killer "Sky Wolf"; What a very expensive Wenqu star; What else is the six-star ring moon Wenchang, what the seven-star dipper Beidou; What unicorn is born, what is the end of a star, what is the Taiyi long step, what is the three pillars and five cars, seven beads and nine slashes, and so on.

Most of the flowers are recognized, and the ability to count the stars was taught to him by Lu Xinghan, it seems that Daddy Hua also understands, but I haven't seen Daddy Hua who is amiable to the grinning face talk about it, and some Taoist priests who are proficient in astrology will use it to calculate fortunes, which is very mysterious.

In the suburbs, in the dead of night, the fields are empty, and the hazy moonlight shines on the earth, like a thin veil draped over the green space.

Hua gradually flew over and 'meditated' nondescriptly.

Father Hua forbade him to practice martial arts, and the Taoist metaphysics he knew about it was only by sneaking through the classics from the forbidden library before.

Hua gradually decided to try it herself, maybe it will be done all of a sudden? Maybe it's going to be rampant from now on? Turning over from a salted fish to a martial arts supreme?

Rin Shen stared, his hands were clasped together in the Yang God Asana, and he continued to calm down with one breath and one breath, until finally his breath was as thin as a gossamer, and his breathing movement should fluctuate with the surrounding breeze.

"Daolu" contains: "The spirit of people, Rong Wei is one, the yin and yang breathe together, breathe with divine energy, take water and fire with divine energy, refine fetal breath with water and fire, swim in Kanli with fetal breath, and give birth to gold liquid from sympathy, gold liquid and Dancheng, and cloud Jindan." ”

Hua Weifei had heard of exaggerated rumors about the control of qi and divine consciousness, but he had never seen such a master of the rivers and lakes.

Cultivation is a state of mind, and it must conform to the laws of nature. The state of mind is the same as nature, conforms to the principles of heaven and earth, and borrows the power of heaven and earth, and finally returns to one's own heart, truly forming the rules that one grasps oneself.

Inadvertently, the flower gradually flew into a stupor. The flowers gradually fly and produce a wonderful feeling, as if they are playing with all living things.

Suddenly, a thunderbolt carried the thunderous momentum of the nine days, and gradually flew towards the sleeping flower, flashing in a flash.

Lei Guang went straight to Hua Wanfei's head, with that amazing momentum, if Hua Wanfei was awake now, he would have run away a long time ago, but those who don't know are fearless, Hua Wanfei hasn't woken up yet.

The flower in a trance gradually felt a little itchy in front of him, he reached out and grabbed it at will, and his two slender fingers firmly pinched the thunder light, like a light cloud.

The thunder stopped, like a deflated cloth pocket.

Hua gradually opened his hazy eyes, his fingers were pinching a snow-white bead, he was a little confused, carefully observing the bead in his hand that came from nowhere.

The beads are as warm as jade, as if they have a temperature, and they are warm in their hands, and the whole bead is round, and it is covered with flowing cloud-like lines, looming.

"Fuck this, could it be my knotted Jindan?" Hua Fei pinched the snow-white beads.

Then he asked, "How is it silvery?" Could this be Yindan? Isn't Jindan golden? What the hell is this situation? ”

After thinking about it for a long time, the 'hahaha' flower gradually let out a burst of heartbroken laughter, and asked himself: "Am I done?" I'm done! ”

This must be the magic power of qi to control things, and it has always been a move that only masters can do!

No matter what kind of rarity the beads are on hand, anyway, Hua Feifei is very excited now, and he has no teacher, as if he can use qi to resist things!

The black robe trembled with laughter, and the snow-white beads struggled violently in the palm of Hua Feifei's hand, and then turned into a streamer, instantly burrowing into Hua Feifei's body.

Before he could react, Hua Wanfei's chest seemed to be beaten hard, with a burst of pain and a dullness.

Hua gradually flew and was shocked: "What is this?" I groped my whole body with both hands, but I still couldn't find the bead.

"It's definitely not a poison, which poison is so serendipitous?" After a period of scrambling, Hua Yanfei comforted herself, still not at ease, "I have to find Old Man Fan to check it out tomorrow." Then he said, "Anyway, is the matter done with Old Man Fan?" Well, if you think about it, it shouldn't be a problem. ”

The flowers gradually flew and looked at the bright moon, and their mood suddenly improved. Then, he paused, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the night sky again.

Above a bright starry sky, in front of a huge full moon, a yellow-robed man stood silently.

The yellow-robed man had just tracked a spirit bead here, and now he felt the surroundings and found that the spirit bead's qi had faded again.

Wonderful, the moment the two of them met their eyes, a mysterious and mysterious feeling was inexplicably generated, a kind of fate.

Hua gradually flew from the classics, and it was the celestial people who could fly!

If a cultivator can reach the mystical realm of the heavenly realm, he may be able to spy on a trace of heavenly secrets, and if he understands the heavenly secrets, then he will be able to grasp some mysterious meanings.

is like the swordsman who became famous very early, the ghost in red is ghostly, and he has won the way of the sword; Another example is Bai Qi, a hidden demon on the list of demons, who has caught a unique 'space' talent, and a monk in the Baichan Temple who has attained great results, who has achieved the 'King Kong' supernatural power by epiphany, and a demon who is notorious, the strongest 'Shura' form...

Such a rare celestial being in the world must not only have extremely high talents, but also have great opportunities and blessings, and only then can he achieve the Dharma realm beyond the mundane realm. Ordinary people, or cultivators who do not have enough comprehension by chance, even if they stand at the highest peak of the Heavenly Realm, even if they defeat all the opponents in the world, it is difficult to touch a trace of mystery.

And a person's experience and mind have a subtle influence on the form of his realization.

The yellow-robed man became interested in the flowers on the ground, turned over, the yellow light disappeared in an instant, and then flashed, appearing directly in front of the flowers.

It was a Taoist priest, wearing an extremely long Cangxuan Taoist robe, with a crow's feet lotus crown on his head, and a golden talisman inscribed on the robe, which was written in obscure ancient characters as the original form, and was written very messily, like a child's graffiti.

There seems to be a faint golden light circulating on the Taoist priest's body, no wonder he was wrong before Hua gradually flew away.

In view of the powerful aura of the Taoist priest, Hua gradually flew reluctantly and saluted: "Master, will you fly?" ”

Hua gradually flew up and down, left and right, and looked at the Taoist priest and said, "Can you take me for a ride?" ”

The Taoist priest pinched his fingers and calculated, his eyes gradually became slightly different, and he directly put the black-robed young man aside.

Hua gradually flew and couldn't see through the Taoist priest, and the Taoist priest couldn't see through the black-clothed young man in front of him.

With long snow-white hair, but heroic, it is obviously the appearance of aging and decay, but it is the life of the main killing, how can such a person come to life, if it is said that there is a master who remedies, why is there no realm? No knowledge? Not even a trace of cultivation qi?

"Huang Mengjue of the Poor Dao Tianji Palace, there is an existing matter to explore, and there is no harm to you." The Taoist priest said that, and pressed his fingertips on the center of the flower's eyebrows.

Hua Wanfei was suddenly frightened, trying to avoid his body but couldn't move, and he couldn't make a sound when he wanted to curse. "Riding a horse, I wonder how Lao Tzu encountered this kind of aggrieved situation, I..."

Taoist priest Huang Mengjue saw the situation of Hua gradually flying, without any pretense, and the golden streamer on his fingertips penetrated into Hua gradually Fei's eyebrows under the gaze of Hua gradually flying, and came straight to his mind.

The snow-white spirit bead in Hua Feifei's body drilled deeper and deeper into his mind, evading the extremely fast golden streamer, the golden and white rays of light used his sea of knowledge as a battlefield, and the fierce chase was against him.

On the other hand, the flowers gradually flew as if they didn't notice it, as if they didn't feel anything.

Huang Mengjue has not encountered this situation, people with congenital defects can't be treated with the usual situation, he is still holding his hands up, and kindly let Hua gradually fly to sleep first.

Otherwise, if he is not careful, the impact of Zhihai may directly make him a fool, although such a situation is not big, but it cannot be completely avoided.

The Taoist priest grabbed the spirit beads, scattered them in the flowers and hidden them in dreams.

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