(Cat flutter Chinese) The latest free chapter of this book can be found at. Physical recovery. This is bound to be an incomparably long and boring process. Especially for people who have been seriously injured. But Wang Tian obviously doesn't think so.

He lay every day in the middle of the bones. Bask in the sun. Rainwater. There is no such thing as a hunt. There are no such things as the jungle. Occasionally, I will be 'bombarded' by the stele spirit and Mu Lao. Wang Tian was a little at ease.

If possible. He was even willing to lie quietly like this for the rest of his life. Look. Think. But. Whenever he sleeps at night. Huo Yan's voice and appearance. Xuan Miaozi's coldness, ruthlessness and bloody despicability will pass through Wang Tian's mind like a movie. to break the peace of the present.

And Wang Tian just spent a month lying there in such a tormented day.

"Bajiquan."

The voice was cold and sonorous. The fist wind is mixed with the strong wind. I can't tell the difference between a fist shadow and a human figure.

"Frost Fist. Sun Palm."

Ice several feet high. Flames pouring down from the sky. There are no scenes of mutual exclusion. The ice crumbled everywhere and turned into powder. The flames slowly dissipated. When he landed, he emptied a large part of this already desolate dense forest again.

And at this time. In the very heart of this desolate forest. A figure is thin. Standing tall. Bushy brunette. The dark eyes are cold. Black spells the size of a palm float around its body. It looks rather weird and mysterious.

"Lying for more than a month. I was finally able to move my muscles and bones."

Wang Tian clapped his hands. Said softly. Look at the rows of trees that are dissipating. Seems to be quite satisfied with the 'results' they have caused.

"This injury. For you. The overall pros outweigh the cons. Not only to bring your flesh back to life. And it is to make your ** strength to a higher level under the urging of the Dao spiritual heart. 'M afraid. The golden back technique is also approaching its full completion. I'm afraid that even Xuan Miaozi won't think of it. She will be so great for you. And the magic of this death talisman is only far less than that. You have to practice it seriously, too."

Mu Lao's hearty laughter came. With the unremitting efforts of Wang Tianyue. Mu Lao finally forgave Wang Tian for his impulsive act last time. And the reason why Wang Tian was able to recover his strength so quickly this time and go to the next level. Mu Lao's contribution is indispensable.

"Innate pinnacle. Not bad. Now you have the floating slaughter and sarcophagus in hand. It's no worse than the boy of the Yan family and the bullshit young master of the Blood Spirit Mountain."

Mu Lao said with a grin. He didn't notice Wang Tian's suddenly gloomy face.

"Hmph. Blood. The matter of the burial. Someday. I want him back tenfold."

Wang Tian's heart ached fiercely. It seems that the shadow has appeared in front of me again. That lively and lovely smile. That lovable disposition.

Wang Tian hummed. Seems to remember something. Hurriedly reached into his arms. But he touched three hard objects that were as warm as jade. This feeling is not unfamiliar.

"It's bone fragments."

Wang Tian was a little surprised. Looking at the three powerful ribs that shimmered with milky white light that he took out of his arms. There was a rare flash of softness in the cold darkness.

"Hey. This girl has a heart."

Even Mu Lao, who didn't know that he had lived for hundreds of years, saw the three powerful ribs that Wang Tian was holding in his hands. I couldn't help but sigh.

"Snake Island. Genmiako."

Wang Tian gritted his teeth and muttered. The palm of the hand is suddenly forced. The three powerful ribs that were put into Huo Yan's arms at some point were tightly clenched.

"Don't worry. Since the girl was taken away by Xuan Miaozi herself. I'm afraid that her treatment on Snake Island will never be low. It's just that. The old man has never figured it out. Why would a dignified generation of female poison gods care so much about a powerful skeleton? He also personally led the disciples of Snake Island to fight"

Mu Lao muttered. Relieved for Wang Tian. Also when referring to the mighty bones. Wang Tian's body trembled slightly. Seems to have thought of something.

"That's right. Mu Lao. You see. What is this?"

Wang Tian put away the grief in his heart. The palm of the right hand is black and surging. A pile of earthy rubble like a small hill was shaken to a clearing.

"Huh. What is this?" A scroll that shimmered like jade white caught Mu Lao's attention.

"I don't know."

Wang Tian was a little confused and picked up the milky white scroll mixed in the pile of rubble. Soul power surges. Break through the scroll seal in an instant. Dive into it.

Airplanes.

Milky white glow. And the scroll in Wang Tian's hand turned into a ball of white light in an instant. It slammed into Wang Tian's mind.

Wow.

Wang Tian closed his eyes tightly. The soul reaches into it. But I saw a dark and deep black hole. A milky white glow is soft. Exudes a sense of spring. It makes people's hearts flutter.

Airplanes.

It's close. It was a milky seed. About the size of a peach pit. Crystal as jade. And the vigorous spring is pouring out of it.

However. There was no time to make Wang Tian have any reaction. The milky white seed suspended in the depths of Wang Tian's mind actually sprouted in the air. The green shoots danced gently. Wang Tian felt a clear mind in his mind. Great wonder in my heart.

But the sprout apparently had no intention of stopping growing. The shoots dance gently. Circles of milky white and heart-warming halos spread. Under Wang Tian's shocked gaze. Shoots grow quickly. One inch. Two inches. Three-inch ......

Just a few moments of effort. It's several feet high. Meanwhile. A green crystal leaf slowly stretches out.

Green Light Dasheng. Wang Tian had to temporarily withdraw his soul power.

And when he reached in again. Rows with a milky white halo. The small words written in green are poured out:

"The Seal of Life and Death. Prefecture-level lower grade martial arts. Packed with life. The power of righteousness ......"

Just a few lines of small print. But it made Wang Tian's heart ecstatic.

Shengyin.

Wang Tian couldn't help but think of the death talisman he had obtained from the Death Gate. I felt like I was being knocked out by a pie.

"Huh. Brat. You're in luck."

Mu Lao's soul power and Wang Tian figured it out. Wang Tian saw. Naturally, Mu Lao can also know.

"This life seal and that death charm should be the same martial arts. Now that you have experience in cultivating death talismans. This seal should be no problem."

Mu Lao saw the doorway at a glance. I couldn't help but instruct: "And. The three bone fragments that Huo Yannuwa left for you. After you have successfully condensed Yuan Dan. You can easily assimilate it. It's good for your ** practice."

Wang Tian nodded frequently. The strange color in his eyes is even greater. Mu Lao's eloquent talk. made Wang Tian more and more curious about his true identity before his death. It's just that. Mu Lao has never said anything. Wang Tian, who already regarded himself as his disciple in his heart, naturally didn't ask too much.

"That's right. Mu Lao. And this pile of rubble. You help take a look. What's the difference."

Wang Tian's dark eyes drooped. Look at the mostly broken pile of earthy rubble. Hold back the throbbing of your heart. This earthy rubble was under his hint of Huo Yan. Obtained from the ancient temple of the mighty tomb. He still vaguely remembered what the Shattered Skyclave Martial Cultivator had said when he finally dissipated.

"There are traces of seals on these earthy rubble. Probably because of the age. The seal is loose. will be shot down by you with one blow."

Mu Lao's careless words made Wang Tian's heart as if it was about to explode.

"You turn each piece carefully. Then each time it is infused with its own elemental force. Smash the faint seals around the rubble. It should be rewarding. All right. I've been out long enough today. It's time to let that ghost guy out and breathe."

Mu Lao's voice fell. Wang Tian felt an itch in the palm of his right hand. Forthwith. The voice that made him mad rang out:

"Yayaya. I finally got a breath of fresh air again. That damn old guy. Every time it comes out for so long. I am not afraid of my soul dissipating. Oh. Dear little master. I haven't seen you again for another day."

Every appearance of the telegraph is always accompanied by his annoying noise.

Wang Tian directly ignored the existence of the stele spirit. Began to turn over the earthy rubble with a small hill.

"Ahh Little master. Why don't you ignore me. Didn't that old guy say anything bad about me again? Oops. Little master. You can't believe it. I am faithful to you. It's like that......"

The stele spirit gushed endlessly. And Wang Tian's right hand is blessed with a faint yuan force. Piece by piece shook the broken rubble.

"Nope. Nope. Nope."

Wang Tian's eyes flickered. Every time his hands go up and down. There will be several pieces of rubble in their hands that will be crushed in their hands. At least five pieces of rubble will be picked up again. The vortex of the elemental force in the body is circulating. Wisps of weak elemental force are instilled into the rubble.

Click. Click. Click.

There is more and more debris on the ground. proportionate. The earthy yellow rubble in front of Wang Tian was extremely sharply reduced. Seeing that the number is getting smaller and smaller. Beads of sweat also began to appear on Wang Tian's forehead.

"Little master. Thou shalt be incomparably great and faithful to the spirit of the stele to feel. You should ......"

The stele's nagging words rang out again.

"If you don't want to be sealed in the floating slaughter for a day and a night by Mu Lao. Then shut up for me."

Wang Tian, who was in a somewhat irritable mood, threatened viciously. Immediately, the movements of his hands sped up a lot again.

"Ugh"

Wang Tian suddenly felt that his ears were clearer. It is also a kind of happiness.

"Little master."

The voice of the stele spirit rang out.

"Say."

Wang Tian's eyes didn't even blink. Still churning the rubble.

"What are you doing?"

"Looking for something"

"Is that all there is to it?"

"Yes."

"There's a baby."

"Yes"

"Oh. Ahhh What. Baby. Where? Where?"

The sound of the stele spirit shouting and screaming rang out. Immediately, black lines began to float above Wang Tian's head.

His right hand flickered uncontrollably over the few pieces of rubble. The darkness lingers. It's like a small snake that is moving around.

"You give me ...... accommodation"

Wang Tian's hand is still not outspoken. In front of his eyes, a yellow light streaked through. Causes its pupils to contract suddenly. Cat flutter Chinese