Boom... Knock throat...

After the last piece of firewood was chopped, Meng Xiang felt that his palm was like a fried pig's trotter that had been fried in an oil pan and had not yet been fried, and it hurt and hurt.

Today is the third day.

"Yo, yes, it's finally done today? ”

As the sun set, the coat was tied around his waist like a skirt, and when he heard Ming Tian's call, Meng Xiang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

I didn't finish the split for the first two days, and I didn't even eat dinner.

Wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead, Meng Xiang dragged his tired body into the house with Ming Tian.

The Dao heart was broken, so the cultivation was sealed.

Meng Xiang is almost no different from ordinary people now.

The so-called Dao Heart is not faith, the Dao Heart is the foundation of the immortals, and it is the concept that they firmly believe.

The reason why immortals are called immortals is because immortals soar to immortals because of the Dao heart.

The cruel reality of the defeat of the demon incarnation in a battle made Meng Xiang have to doubt his own philosophy.

Am I wrong, am I being stupid and self-righteous all along?

It was precisely because of this feeling that Meng Xiang's Dao Heart was broken.

If he can regain his Dao heart, Meng Xiang's cultivation can recover instantly, but the problem is...

Meng Xiang couldn't do it.

Whether it is a human or an immortal, no matter how bad you lie, there is one person who can never be deceived.

That's yourself!

It is precisely because he denied his own ideas that Meng Xiang's cultivation has not been able to recover.

Ming Tian said.

The Demon Avatar is now seriously injured and temporarily unable to move, I will help you recover your Dao Heart and regain your cultivation before the Demon Avatar recovers, and then fight him.

Hearing this, Meng Xiang also decided to accept his kindness.

But...

What does chopping wood have to do with restoring the heart of the Dao?

Meng Xiang was a little impatient.

Ah Chou and Rabbit Jingjing are still in the hands of the demon avatar, and the time of Yueyue is only one year, why should I waste precious time on chopping wood?

Especially the first two days.

He had never done rough work, and this kind of thing of chopping wood with a mortal body was really tiring Meng Xiang.

The blood blisters on his hands were as terrifying as grapes.

For this reason, I didn't finish chopping firewood, and Ming Tian didn't let me eat dinner.

Facing the table full of food, and then looking at Ming Tian's leisurely expression, Meng Xiang had a trace of doubt.

This guy... You can't be kidding me, right?

"What's the matter? Ming Tian raked the meal while calmly urging.

"Uh... Oh. Meng Xiang was a little unhappy, but he didn't have a seizure, just silently picked up the dishes and chopsticks and enjoyed Mingtian's food.

It's a bit unpleasant, but one thing must be admitted.

This guy named Mingtian cooks so delicious food.

He can actually use ordinary things to make meals that surpass the delicacies of the fairy world.

Tofu Noodles and Fish Head Soup, Mapo Tofu, Braised Lion's Head, Stir-fried Qingjiang Cabbage, a simple four-course dish, eaten in the mouth, is enough to make people shock.

This is no longer a cooking skill that mortals can have.

The Primordial Golden Armor and the Extreme Dao Runic Seal have been taken away by the Demon Avatar, and once the Demon Avatar recovers, his strength will reach an outrageous level.

Thanks to Ah Chou, at the last moment, he sacrificed himself and stabbed himself in the dantian with Zhan Lu.

Although Ugly's cultivation will also be scrapped because of this, it will also make the demon avatar suffer a heavy blow.

The injuries of the demon avatar will require about a month of retreat and recuperation.

It can be said that in this month's time, Ah Chou fought everything for Meng Xiang to win.

And Meng Xiang can only choose to believe in Mingtian now.

I hope Ming Tian is really reliable.

Holding on to the last ray of hope, Meng Xiang didn't think much about it anymore, and could only choose to believe him.

There was no communication, after eating, wash the dishes according to Mingtian's request, and then take a bath.

Dragging his tired body, like a peasant child, Meng Xiang fell on the bed.

In the past three days, there has been almost no communication with Mingtian.

Because there is no cultivation, even the storage space can't be opened, even if it's as simple as taking a look at Ling Yueyue, Meng Xiang can't do it.

With worries about Ah Chou, Rabbit Jingjing and Ling Yueyue, wrapped in a quilt that had just been sunburned and had a faint fragrance, Meng Xiang fell asleep.

...

At night, the empty grassland is silent, and the moonlight is scattered on the earth like silver ash.

The glowgrass slowly floated into the air, as if countless fireflies had risen.

The night on the Sixth Continent is beautiful.

On the empty grassland, Mingtian's hut is so clear, like a paradise.

Outside the window, looking at Meng Xiang, who was asleep, Ming Tian shook his head in a little frustration.

"Meng Xiang, how is he?"

In the void, a melodious voice came.

It was the voice of the Lord of Congratulations.

"The situation is very bad, worse than my Dongyang County meeting, it seems that he has no emotion, but in fact, his heart is a mess now... He's just too tender. ”

Mingtian sat on the ground, grabbed a handful of melon seeds from his pocket and knocked them out.

"Are you sure he'll recover?"

"Not sure. ”

"How much?"

"Half and half. ”

Mingtian melon seeds knocked quickly, and threw out the flower shells, and the night girl bird, which specializes in eating melon shells, smelled the fragrance and fluttered its wings to fly to feed.

"He has never experienced the darkness, he has always lived like a dragon Aotian, as the saying goes, the higher you stand, the worse you fall, Mingtian, teach him well. ”

Zhu Jue's voice became a little vicissitudes.

"I know that he is indeed slumped because of his fiasco, but I can see that deep down in his heart, there is still some refusal to admit defeat, it depends on whether this stubbornness can make him stand up again, what I can do is to stimulate his stubbornness. ”

"Yes. ”

Zhu Jue seemed a little worried, and after a while he added, "It seems that the Nine Continents are a little too difficult for him. ”

"You only know now, then you still sent Meng Xiang over?"

Ming Tian said with some mockery: "I have looked at the cause and effect of the Nine Continents, the gods of the First Continent alone are enough for him to drink a pot, not to mention the demon and the demon incarnation, are you sure you are not pushing him to die?"

The Lord was silent.

Yes, the Ninefold Continent does look weak, and Meng Xiang seems to be invincible, but this is only a superficial phenomenon.

Mingtian has his own godhead, and he is naturally able to perceive cause and effect, and knows everything.

If you really feel it carefully, you can find out.

It's not just the embodiment of demons.

The gods of the First Continent.

There is also the [Demon] that was sealed along with the gods.

These are all ruthless characters!

"The Nine Continents are the junction plane between the real world and the simulation world, the real world has now been completely swallowed by demons, and the only remaining simulation world is also in danger, the Nine Continents is the last line of defense of the three worlds of Daqian's simulation, and it must not fall. ”

"This Ninefold Continent should have been my mission, but for Meng Xiang, it was indeed too difficult, but because of this, I had to send him over, I could see that he had potential, and he would definitely be able to complete the mission of the Ninefold Continent. ”

Hearing this, Ming Tian's face sank slightly.

"You trust him so much?"

"Yes. ”

"Why?"

"Because I agree with his philosophy, although he is immature, although naïve, but his philosophy is not wrong, he just lacks exercise. ”

"Workout?"

"That's right, exercise! Just like you were back then. Whether the idea is right or wrong does not depend on good or evil, but on whether it can be adhered to... Can it be carried out?"

Hearing this, Ming Tian happened to finish the last melon seed.

After being silent for a long time, Ming Tian got up, patted the dust off his buttocks, and smiled at the sky...

"Since you've said so... No way, it seems that I have to be serious too, don't worry, I will cultivate him well, there are 25 days left, I will make him a real immeasurable immortal emperor!"

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