PS: The day before yesterday, two more eighteen chapters were posted, and they were confused. I've changed the starting point, and the pirated ones may not be able to change it. The content is correct, and it is not broken. I hope you enjoy watching it. Yesterday suddenly had a feeling of code words, I used to write too small, it tasted boiled water, it was boring, I want to change. One punch blows shijie......

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The Blood Shadow Knife cut off pieces of beehives, and Zhou Sheng picked out the bee chrysalis inside and put them in a wooden basin. The hive gets smaller and smaller, and at the same time it emits a fragrant fragrance.

Finally, the imperial jelly appeared, and inside the hives, there was a viscous slurry, and the bee eyes were blocked and filled.

Put a wooden basin on the ground, use chopsticks to hold a piece of shaved beehive, strain it down, and the viscous golden silk thread will continue to fall into the wooden basin.

Zhou Sheng was afraid of wasting, so he stuffed the drained beehive into his mouth, chewed it, and squeezed out all the imperial pulp inside.

It's sweet, it's so sweet, I can't pull my tongue out, and my throat is choked by this sweetness......

Imperial jelly has a floral fragrance and pollen, all of which are spiritual creatures, and nutrients are transported to the whole body to replenish the nutrients of the body's cells. A small spoonful of imperial jelly is equivalent to a calf cultivated with medicinal herbs......

Eating this stuff is the most convenient for Zhou Sheng. Just eat a few spoonfuls a day, save a lot of time eating, and have enough nutritional support to withstand high-intensity training......

A total of slow three-wood pots were collected, and Zhou Sheng also chewed the beehive and ate a stomach.

The redness and swelling of the bee sting on the body has gradually returned to normal, and the medical effect of this imperial jelly is also good!

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Wong Tai Sin put a little oil in the pot, boiled the pot, and then put in the bee chrysalis, and fried it a few times before it came out of the pot.

This thing should not be too old, and when the skin is golden, it can be eaten.

The weasel filled four plates of bee pupae, sprinkled them with a little salt, and gave Zhou Sheng and the old donkey a plate. I took some honey from a wooden cup, diluted it with some water, put a few pieces of fresh yellow flowers and raisins, and stirred it.

With a plate of pupae and a glass of honey, he pushed open the hut in the middle.

Zhou Sheng ate the hot bee chrysalis and looked inside the hut, but unfortunately, it was too dark to see clearly. With his eyesight, he could see with just a little light, but inside the hut was absolutely dark, and the thin moonlight was blocked out......

After a while, Wong Tai Sin retreated, letting Zhou Sheng and the old donkey in.

Entering the hut, Zhou Sheng felt a little unwell, his eyes were black, he couldn't see anything, and fell into absolute darkness......

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"Ahem, ahem~~"

Two coughs were heard, and a dim oil lamp lit up the darkness.

Next to the oil lamp, there was an old man. There are mottled age spots on the face, and most of the hair on the top of the head has fallen out, and there are only a few sparse ones left. The body is thin and small, and the size is up to Zhou Sheng's neck. His waist was bent and he seemed to be unable to straighten up.

The old man's eyelids drooped, and the cloudy old eyes opened with difficulty, looking at the small flame on the oil lamp, his eyes were a little unsuitable for the light, and he was stimulated to drip a cloudy old tear.

The color of the tears was like yellow spring water, muddy and full of mud and sand.

The old man's withered hands picked up the cup of honey next to him and took a few sips. After glancing at Zhou Sheng, a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Zhou Sheng looked at the cloudy old eyes and seemed to see the old man's life. When he was young, he was full of blood and blood. In middle age, his temperament precipitates and becomes calm. The old man has seen through the vicissitudes of life......

"The principal is a good ......"

Zhou Sheng bowed, and he could feel the kindness and kindness of the old man in front of him.

The old man looked at Zhou Sheng, feeling a little excited, "Child, you are finally here, I have been waiting for you for more than twenty years." If it's a few days later, maybe I won't be able to wait......"

"What do you mean?"

"Ahem, don't be in a hurry, listen to me slowly".

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The owner's surname is Yun, and as for the name, he himself has forgotten it. The young man was ambitious, worshiped the Taoist sect, and was extremely talented, and was accepted as a personal disciple by the Taoist sect master. In three years, he changed from a mortal who didn't know anything to a Lian Gang Fangshi, the most genius figure at that time, and the most promising figure to break through the sage.

In order to break through the threshold of eternity, the will turned into a saint, and the old man, who had become a young man, rode a donkey, carried the sword in his hand, and began to travel the world.

Killing, feeling, meditating, thinking, young people have made a great name.

Another ten years have passed, and that threshold is a gate that is difficult to break through after all, and the young people can't break through, so they have no choice but to return to the Taoist sect and retreat and cultivate.

Although his teacher, Dao Sect Sect Master Chi Songzi, was a little disappointed, he didn't care too much, after all, it was too difficult for a sage to achieve......

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This retreat is more than 200 years, and how many talented people have been blocked in front of that threshold......

The old man knelt down in front of the middle-aged teacher, kowtowed three times, and left here, ready to go back to his hometown to recuperate in his old age......

It was at this time that a sword, a black broken sword, found him.

This black broken sword is a sacred weapon of the Taoist sect, which can suppress luck and feng shui, and there is a liliang that kills saints, and legend has it that it is the sword of Si Kang, who likes to eat food.

At that moment, Broken Sword communicates with him and asks the old man to leave with it.

The broken sword has a spirit and is also a life, although this spirit is mutilated, but there is still a part of consciousness.

In an instant, the old man seemed to be stunned and agreed to the request to break the sword.

The broken sword itself cannot be left because it is just a sword, and only when it is held in the hands of a person can it exert a powerful liliang.

The Dao Sect would not allow its own Treasure of the Town Sect to leave.

Akamatsuko was furious and suppressed his disciples, wanting to take back the broken sword.

The old man held the broken sword, and a powerful and incomparable liliang burst out, and the liliang of the broken sword knocked the sage back. Holding the sword, the old man is unmatched......

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In the end, the old man left with his sword. Under the guidance of that sword, the old man came to Kyoto and saw the baby who had just been born in a simple house in the Zhou Mansion.

The broken sword seemed to be very excited, and flew several times in the sky above the Zhou Mansion.

At this moment, a large hole appeared in the sky, and a huge claw eighty meters long stretched out. The giant claws are covered with cyan scales, each of which is the size of a washbasin.

One claw is eighty meters, how big does that body have to be, and there are such huge creatures on Shijie?

The old man was stunned, the giant claw attacked, and he had to rush forward with the broken sword. The broken sword also became larger, more than 300 meters long and fifty or sixty meters wide, which was more majestic than the city gate.

The old man held the sword, feeling that there was no weight.

With a slash of the sword, the giant sword collided with the claw, and with a slamming sound, the clouds splashed in all directions, creating a powerful shock wave in the sky.

In order not to harm the lives below, two behemoths fight high in the air.

The qi above the nine heavens was disrupted......

"Brush"

A claw was cut off, the giant claw was invincible, and finally an angry roar resounded throughout Kyoto, and a behemoth drilled out!

That's a ...... Big Bird ......

It is a very large bird, with a wingspan that covers the sky and the sun, and is more than 3,000 meters long. The feathers from the head to the tail are also more than a thousand meters.

The voice of the big bird, a little deep, does not want birds, more like mammals.

A body of cyan feathers and two eyes the size of a lake are really terrifying.

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Hearing this, Zhou Sheng gasped, there is such a big beast in the world, such a huge body, what a big liliang it has to produce!

This big bird is called Qingluan, it is a sacred beast that protects the country, and has been living in the sky above Kyoto, liliang is comparable to the sage, although the will is slightly lacking, but the pure liliang is beyond the reach of the sage. This kind of heaven and earth alien species, each one, is a godsend.

To feed this big bird, a tribute from a large state is needed. The amount of meat eaten every day is hundreds of thousands of catties.

The big bird and the broken sword fought, the two sides fought so that the sky was clear and thundering, and then the will of the sage entered the battle, the broken sword was beaten back, and the spirits inside were scattered, with a trace of liliang in zuihou, wrapped the old man and left......

The old man took out the sword from under the bed, and the old man's hands stroked the cracked blade. The black broken sword, the sword body is simple, the blade has no cold light, it looks dull, and there is rust on it.

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Zhou Sheng looked at this broken sword, his scalp was numb, and he was terrified. The sword was exactly the same as the sword of the madman in his dream......

"This is Sikang's sword, is the madman in the dream Sikang?"

Legend has it that Secon is ...... The Supersaint is also the only Supersaint recorded in history, because he lived for more than 7,000 years as a human being.

The Tribal Era existed, died three thousand years ago, a great existence......

The old man stared at the sword, reluctant to give up, "This sword is your ......"

Handing the black sword to Zhou Sheng, the old man fulfilled Zuihou's wish, and with no regrets on his face, he let Zhou Sheng leave.

After the oil lamp was extinguished, the old man fell asleep, perhaps leaving this shijie in his sleep, it was the most wonderful thing, without the terrible fear before death......

In the courtyard, Zhou Sheng held the broken sword, did not feel the slightest extraordinary, and cut the wood next to him, but only cut a small gap, it was better to chop wood.

Putting the broken sword in the package behind him, Zhou Sheng no longer thought about these things, he also suspected that he was the reincarnation of Sikang, but what did this have to do with him......

Zhou Sheng is Zhou Sheng, an independent person, an independent consciousness, with his own life and shijie, even if he was really Sikang in his previous life, he was a very awesome character, but the glory has passed, and no one can beat him now......

Chatted with the old donkey next to him, this old donkey is more than 200 years old, and he is much better than the ordinary donkey who only has a lifespan of more than ten years, and he is also a blessed donkey.

Zhou Sheng put the imperial pulp into a large animal skin bag, tied it tightly with hemp rope, and left on his back.

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Zuihou glanced back at the thatched hut, the old man who was about to die, Zhou Sheng sighed, and finally left.

If you don't become holy, longevity will eventually be a problem, and you will die at the age of more than 200......

Bypassing the bee forest, Zhou Sheng didn't want to provoke these bees again.

Tonight's harvest was huge, and this honey alone was enough for him to practice for more than a month.

returned to the lake with snake corpses, cut dozens of catties of fresh snake meat, took advantage of the moonlight, carried a large package, and returned to his courtyard.

As soon as I got home, I closed the yard door, and without saying a word, I ran to the warm bed and fell asleep.

The heavy snow has finally stopped, and the haze of more than ten days is estimated to come out tomorrow and shine on people who have not seen the sun for more than ten days.

The lazy people would wear padded jackets and sit on the threshold, allowing the sunlight to kill viruses and get rid of lice in their hair.

Tomorrow, it's going to be a good day......

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