"Did you cross over again?" Ram Hong rubbed his eyes vigorously, trying to see more clearly.

April and Friday are colorful, but it feels a little overwhelmed.

"This is the Mud Pill Palace, hey, what a rich aura of heaven and earth, Ji Ji ......" is also an old driver who has been reborn once, Ram Hong soon found out that this is actually in the monk's Mud Pill Palace, fortunately, he has been cultivating for more than 500 years after being reborn in the Fantasy Sea, and now although the body is destroyed and the Yuan Shen is broken, it is still easy to take away a monk who is not in the stream.

Thinking about it, he began to absorb the aura around him, restoring the damaged primordial spirit, in an attempt to snatch away the poor immortal monk in one go.

Although he was frail and sickly, as the young master of the Tai Phantom Building, how could he not have the slightest cultivation, especially the countless heavenly and earthly treasures that the master of the Tai Phantom Building had spent on him over the years, most of which were deposited in the meridians of the body because of the inability of this body to absorb, and the rich aura of heaven and earth that Ram Hong sensed was due to these medicinal powers.

As for those colorful things, they were Zhuge Hong's broken and shattered soul fragments. Poor Zhuge Gongzi is a fire candle in the wind, although he has seen a spark of prosperity, but he is also shocked by the power of the Yuan Shen that Ram Hong brought with him.

When Ram Hong absorbed all these soul fragments, he couldn't help but sigh.

The destiny is unfair, in this life, he must live well.

"Well, from now on, I will be Zhuge Hong!" he said, he clearly sensed that a kind of shackles in the dark were broken, and he knew that he had completely accepted this body.

It's just that Zhuge Hong's body is weak, and this fall is not a small damage to this young body like a wind candle, although he successfully controlled his body, but for a while, he couldn't move.

With his induction, he found that the little Taoist boy named Mo Che actually resisted him back to the bamboo mat in the cabin with one palm.

Mo Che looked at the boy curled up on the bamboo mat, blamed himself in his heart, and took care of him skillfully for a while, and waited for the cold sweat in Zhuge Hong's eyebrows to stop coming out, and then he breathed a long sigh of relief.

After a hundred days of breaking his muscles and bones, although Zhuge Hong only fell once, according to his physical condition, he may not be able to fully recover in ten days and a half months.

Although Mo Che has just started the road, he has taken care of Zhuge Hong since he was a child, and he knows a lot about this medical path.

Seeing that Zhuge Hong's pulse was stable, knowing that he would not wake up in a short time, he sighed and walked out of the cabin by himself.

When he left, Zhuge Hong, who should have come to his senses for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the direction Mo Che left, the corners of his mouth curled, and there was a little warmth in his eyes.

But soon, Zhuge Hong's eyes were sharp.

"Yin Changsheng, Yin Changsheng, sure enough, you betrayed me!"

Before coming to this world, Ram Hong was just an ordinary person in modern society, but at that time, all kinds of brains and horses, and things that were more outrageous than crossing were also familiar, and he quickly accepted the reality of being reborn into a fairy world.

What's more, as a traverser, as the saying goes, he has no shortage of golden fingers, and he soon stood out in the fantasy sea.

Five hundred years is enough for a mortal to reincarnate for more than ten lifetimes, but for immortal cultivators, it is just a few retreats.

Of course, there are risks in cultivating, and all kinds of natural and man-made disasters are no less than those encountered by mortals.

Yin Changsheng is the only one who has been following Ram Hong's side, from Meng Tong to taking charge of the entire Fantasy Sea.

How many times he has lived and died together has made Ram Hong forget to be wary of him, perhaps in his bones, Ram Hong doesn't want to guard against him. He regarded them as brothers and sisters, but he did not escape the passage of time.

"You know, I've already decided to teach you that exercise!"

The exercises that Zhuge Hong said were the golden fingers he obtained by being reborn into this world. It's just that this golden finger is not a complete version, and he has been silently perfecting this golden finger all along.

I don't know if it's because this is a fairy world, the "Tao Te Ching" in the memory of his previous life has actually become a peerless study, with this, the ram Hong Tianjiao quickly rose in the fantasy sea, but with the increase in cultivation, he soon found that this Tao Te Ching heart method is actually incomplete, over the years, he has retreated more and more, in order to improve the peerless heart method hidden in the Tao Te Ching.

It's just that when he was about to finish, he ushered in the conspiracy of Yin Changsheng.

Thinking of this, Zhuge Hong couldn't help but let out a sneer.

At this time, probably Yin Changsheng had already obtained the Tao Te Ching Heart Method that he had left in the secret room.

It's just that do you want to cultivate or not......

......

In the Fantasy Sea, in the secret room where the former alliance leader was retreating, there was a sudden burst of wild laughter.

"Ram Hong, if you want to blame, blame you for cherishing your broom, saying one thing, but never taking action!"

Yin Changsheng's eyes lit up and grabbed the jade slip on the desk, and the four ancient seal characters of the Moral Heart Sutra on it shone brightly.

As Ram Hong's most trusted brother and brother, he naturally knew that the reason why the other party was able to achieve a generation of Tianjiao had a lot to do with his cultivation. He hinted at Ram Hong more than once, wanting to get some guidance, and the other party did keep saying that he would pass on this scroll of heart to him, but he waited year after year, and this time was five hundred years.

Five hundred years! Yin Changsheng's eyes were full of madness, how many five hundred years could he wait!

If you want to blame, blame you for being unkind.

Thinking about it, he laughed maniacally and probed his divine thoughts into the jade slip.

However, the laughter stopped abruptly, and the entire secret room fell into an eerie silence.

A lamp is like a bean, and the dim glass lamp reflects the face of Yin Changsheng a little clearly, and he can't see the joy and sorrow, and his eyes are like a salted fish that is about to die, staring at the boss.

Heavy breathing began to sound slowly.

At some point, a few drops of sweat appeared on his forehead.

After a long time, I saw that he had made up his mind.

"If you want to practice this skill, you must first go from the palace, no wonder you never occupy women, but what you can do with Ram Hong, I can also do it with Yin Changsheng!"

Yin Changsheng's face turned hideous, and soon, a miserable scream resounded throughout the secret room......

......

Zhuge Hong didn't know that Yin Changsheng had made up his mind so quickly, and the few jokes written in the front of the jade slip were nothing more than his nostalgia for his previous life. As for not being close to women, he is not as serious as Yin Changsheng imagined, and he does not plan to become a Buddha and an ancestor, not to mention that in this Xianxia world, there are not a few Buddhist disciples who marry wives and have children. A mortal suddenly learned that he could live forever, and he was really obsessed with cultivating the truth for more than 500 years, if it weren't for this, how could he not have discovered the ambition that gradually grew on Yin Chang's birthday!