"No, Master of Foolishness. I've been practicing this first layer for so long, why do you say I haven't started cultivating yet?" Du Sheng was also slightly surprised when he heard this, his sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and his handsome face was full of puzzlement and doubt, and he couldn't help asking.

"Haha, little donor, don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry. This cultivation can not be anxious, the dragon elephant wave is like the fetal breath work, the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancestors, if you want to practice to the higher the level, the foundation must be strong. It's like, if you want to build a skyscraper, if the building is small and large, the foundation must be unstable. The slightest breeze can cause the tall building to collapse at any time. Now, the little donor, you are already proficient in pushing and turning the breath with your spiritual power, but the breath is still only slowly transported throughout the body, and the speed of the air flow changes is so slow that it is comparable to a turtle's journey. Moreover, the old man carefully observed the veins of the little donor's luck and qi, and the large and small muscles and veins everywhere were also weak and pitiful, and they could not withstand the impact of high-intensity airflow at all. For example, if the little donor's current breath travel speed and vein strength are level 1, if you want to reach the first realm, the vein strength must be at least level 2, and if you want to think of the double level, the strength of the vein will be level 4, and the two will increase exponentially. Therefore, the little donor still needs to practice diligently before he can reach a realm. Survive the catastrophe and see the dawn. Amitabha!" The master of madness pointed out many faults and shortcomings in the operation of Du Sheng's breath and the strength of the veins, which also made him more clearly aware of his own shortcomings.

Du Sheng also bowed slightly when he heard this, and after understanding the basic principles of cultivation, he closed his eyes and slowly felt the route of his breath. Under the relaxation of the whole body, the breath gradually calmed down, and the veins gradually relaxed and relaxed. But Du Sheng didn't intend to stop his cultivation just like that, his divine sense was triggered, and the three spirit pine seeds were quietly suspended in front of him, and countless spiritual power threads were pulled by his fingertips, and the spiritual power in the spirit seeds was frantically spurted into the dantian. Du Sheng's handprints began to change constantly, and the strange figure was displayed one by one on Wen Qing Nuanyu, repeating the same strange movements over and over again, and the body gradually changed from rusty to slowly skilled and natural.

At this moment, with the slow increase in the output capacity of Du Sheng's spiritual power, the black mist emitted from the ancient monument pulled by the spiritual power around his body became thicker, viscous like black ink; the warm green and warm jade under his body shone brightly, and the blue light flickered and rose with the breath of Lin Feng; while the spirit pine seeds in front of him dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, slowly fading the green of the spirit seeds, dyed with withered yellow.

Time passed minute by minute, and Du Sheng threw out three spirit pine seeds again in an instant, and there was a little madness in the corner of his eye. I saw that his handprints were pinched, constantly changing the seals, and suddenly he opened his mouth and inhaled as if swallowed by a whale, and then swallowed the three spirit seeds in one gulp. The rich spiritual power contained in the spirit pine seeds detonated in the abdomen, surging and excited, and a series of muffled rumbling sounds of "uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh" came out of the throat.

Suddenly, Du Sheng's movements froze, and the white light in his palm appeared, becoming more and more dazzling. He opened his mouth and stammered, his hands slashed at the joints of his throat, and he kept beating his chest, as if he wanted to churn something out of his stomach, his face was exaggerated and distorted, and the corners of his mouth were faintly bleeding, unspeakably uncomfortable.

"Ahh The severe pain of the spiritual power in the dantian made Lin Feng's control over the ancient monument also weakened, and the thick black mist around him unconsciously dispersed a large area. He gritted his teeth and stoic, sat cross-legged, breathing, and muttered to himself from time to time: "The heart is uncompromising, and the action is not limited." Hold on a little longer, and you'll get through it. ”

However, the corners of his mouth continued to overflow with blood, proving that he was already in a state of flux at this time, and it seemed that he had suffered extremely serious internal injuries. At this moment, a deadly black light shot towards his chest, Du Sheng had no time to care, "ah" let out a miserable scream, and was hit directly by Nuan Yu. The surrounding black fog seemed to be the protector's heart, and they all gathered towards Du Sheng and hid him in it. It's just that the black mist spirit pressure is a little unstable, and the range is only five or six meters around.

"Haha, the ants also want to practice the Supreme Immortal Method, and they are really self-defeating. Hurry, go!" Just when the black light knocked Du Sheng away and made him fall to the ground, a small black mist-colored eagle suddenly appeared on the temple beam, and he actually said in a mouth. Before the words fell, the ink-colored eagle eagle held a boulder with one wing, fluttered up and down a few times with one wing, trying to maintain its balance, and suddenly threw out several black rays of light into the black mist, its eyes were green, and the fierce light was rising, which was breathtaking. The black light flew into the black mist, making a sound of "poof, poof" cutting flesh and piercing intestines. When the ink-colored eagle heard the movement, he couldn't help but be filled with joy, and even opened his mouth to sneer: "The humble Terran monk, how dare you compete with the proud son of my demon clan for the ancient treasure, and you can't do it yourself. Humiliating yourself, hahahaha, ......"

"Oh, is it?" Just when the ink-colored eagle was trembling, Du Sheng's voice came out slowly, and the sound entered the ears; like a falling spring, the forest went straight to the bone marrow, and the trembling from the heart palpitations made the ink-colored eagle stunned, and immediately waved his wings vigorously, turned around and ran.

"Haha, blue-eyed eagle, I knew it was you, master. The thief's heart is not dead, since he is here, why should he be in a hurry to leave? Come, let's talk about it?" Du Sheng suddenly poked his head out of the black fog, and looked at the blue-eyed eagle that was flying forward, but it was not flying very fast and was very desperate, and said with a playful sigh.

In his heart, he secretly said: What the hell is going on? It is not difficult to understand that the murderous intent that I felt before was actually sent by this product. As the king of the demon clan, it is not difficult to understand that the blue-eyed eagle can pass the Yuan magnetic ban. It's just that the size of this blue-eyed eagle is very different from the original giant beast? Isn't this the descendant of the old miscellaneous eagle? Then the problem comes, this old miscellaneous eagle is making waves outside, but it is called such a weak chicken, and the chicken that has not even grown its hair comes to steal the treasure, what kind of thing is this? What kind of contempt for me, master, wait, I always feel that it is not quite right there? treasure? What treasure? Wen Qing Nuanyu; spirit pine seeds; Isn't the treasure in my hands? Could it be that the broken stone that this thing is holding is also a treasure? Mistakes, mistakes, almost caused major economic losses.

Thinking of this, Du Sheng's eyes couldn't help but widen angrily, and he shouted violently: "Okay, you little chicken dare to play tricks with me, look at me, I can't kill you." Baby, bring it. ”

As he spoke, Du Sheng's figure skyrocketed, and the purple mangs flashed to keep up with the small figure of the blue-eyed eagle, and behind him was a dragon and a dragon like two phantoms, condensed into two large hands, covering the blue-eyed eagle that fluttered and fluttered in the air. At this moment, the blue-eyed eagle is really so remorseful that his intestines are blue, his heart is really damned, he shouldn't have been, why do he have to go over to provoke this ignorant young man? This demon king is also a famous person, but this stunned young man is not afraid at all, and he will do it when he comes up. Carving also specializes in carving faces, and my old face has no face to see people. Hey, the baby is in hand, don't hurry up, I'm really full, and I am sorry to leave such a powerless spiritual power consciousness, wouldn't it be wasted, it is really a bamboo basket to draw water.

However, it was not allowed for the blue-eyed eagle to think carefully and bury it, its weak body had already been slapped into the mud by Du Sheng, and it was like a spherical shape that rolled continuously. How could it have suffered such humiliation, but just wanted to roar, but it was pinched by Du Sheng's energy hand, and instantly screamed and went out of tune, turning into a desolate and sad cry, and the spiritual feathers transformed by spiritual power also fell piece by piece, as if it had become a veritable landing chicken.

"Haha, boy, how is it? This miscellaneous hair carving does not change, originally he has been able to secretly take away the treasure, for the teacher to pinch his fingers, you know that this chicken has a grudge, you have bumped into it, it recognizes you. How can you let go of the so-called dignity of the demon clan and not educate you to be a man? Hahahaha. It never dreamed of being planted in your hands. Lu Liang's unbridled laughter shook Du Sheng's brain, and he was quite happy that his calculation was successful, and he said boldly.

"Seniors, what they said is very true. It's just that there is another question, what kind of ghost does this thing have to do with the one outside?grandson?" Du Sheng asked a little puzzled and puzzled.

"According to the old man, it is estimated that the miscellaneous wool eagle outside no longer exists, and it should have been done by someone. This chick is just a trace of spiritual power of the original body wrapped in the spiritual energy of the body, and its body is a root feather, which is also the immortal and immortal magic power of the demon clan. Lu Liang patiently pondered for a while and gave his own opinion.

As an old devil who has cultivated for 10,000 years, he has never seen anything in the hell, and to say that there is something he doesn't know is simply nonsense, otherwise wouldn't he be living in vain at such an old age. Therefore, as soon as Du Sheng heard it, he knew that what Lu Liang said was probably the current situation inside and outside the ancient realm. He analyzed it a little, and muttered in his heart: "It seems that this outside is too peaceful, I think such a big movement should also be the hand of the bigwigs of the major factions, now I go out safely." I won't be run over anymore, what should I do with this miscellaneous carving?" Thinking about it, the blue-eyed eagle that was whining and screaming as far as his eyes could see, the corners of Du Sheng's mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were slightly playful.

"I think it can be pinched directly, if the body comes, it can be boiled, steamed, fried, barbecued or something, just a broken hair, at best, it can only be used for refining, and it can be crushed. The twitter is still upset. Lu Liang said impatiently.

"Well, how did you become so vulnerable to the blue-eyed carving? Thanks to my thrilling acting skills, and I want you to feed me, it seems that you can only live up to my acting talent. Hahahaha, shaggy chicks. Du Sheng said lightly, saw the blue-eyed eagle who was powerless to resist, and said jokingly.