Shi Xiaohai's heart was at a loss, he had been in this mountain for three years, and he had never slackened his daily penance, and several masters had personally taught the Fa very strictly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info I have also remembered many times when I can go out to see my mother, and I am even more faintly worried about what happened to Shi Dahai, who was taken captive by Buddhism. He is so stunned, he is not there, and I don't know if anyone will deceive him.

Although I was looking forward to it in my heart, I really wanted to go out of the mountain gate at this moment, and I was also full of thoughts when I boarded.

"Yes, Xiaohai retired. Shi Xiaohai's heart was in turmoil, and he bowed back and said.

"Well, go ahead. Old Master Xing stroked his long beard with his hand, and then went out after speaking. I am afraid that I went away for what he said.

Shi Xiaohai returned to the study with a lot of thoughts, stunned. For a long time, he shook his head and sat with his eyes closed to the sky.

This Sleeping Immortal Sutra is really an immortal method, Shi Xiaohai ran the exercises, and immediately his mind was clear, and many troubles disappeared.

I saw that his mind was bright at the moment, and a small sphere was suspended and rotating in the air above an endless golden ocean, like the rising sun in the early morning.

This sphere that rotates like a planet is the most magical eyebrow mud pill. His sea of knowledge is different from ordinary people, showing a golden color, thick as golden juice, and this mud pill is even more translucent like a bright moon, much larger than ordinary people. You must know that this mud pill is different from everyone in one color and one phase.

Mountains and seas, swimming fish, or flying birds, all things in the heavens are all-encompassing. But this size is as small as a soybean in the center of the eyebrows. But it was unheard of to be the size of a pea like him.

Although Shi Xiaohai has doubts, he can only attribute it to the work of the "Sleeping Dream Immortal Sutra", and practicing this "Sleeping Dream Immortal Sutra" is even harder.

But this mud pill has been hanging in the Golden Consciousness Sea for almost three years, and it has grown to the limit. But this mud pill turned into a god, and it always seemed that something was missing. But I can't tell it, and I can't tell it. Shi Xiaohai was also helpless, just thinking that the Sleeping Immortal Sutra was extraordinary, and his cultivation became more and more hard.

He definitely wouldn't know that this Miaokong Mountain was an independent small world, and the heavens created it, showing that the power of the laws of the Heavenly Dao was incomplete. Practicing here, how can you transform the mud pill into a shape?

There is no time for practice, and a dream for a thousand years.

Shi Xiaohai opened his eyes, and there was already a little morning light in the east. He's used to waking up like this.

Touching the familiar desk, he slowly opened the drawer and looked at the sky-avoiding toad lying in a ball, his eyebrows slightly raised.

This sky-avoiding toad has been asleep since he was beaten by Old Master Xing, and the place on the tip of his mouth that was beaten by Old Master Xing's gray jade ring ruler has left a few subtle traces. At this moment, the fiery red skin had turned orange, and only the nine seal knots on his back were still a little red.

He also showed the Heaven Avoiding Toad to the Doctor Buxian, and the Doctor Buxian was puzzled and just came to the conclusion that this thing was advancing, which was a good thing. It's just going to take some time.

Regarding the ability of this toad to avoid the sky, Old Master Xing read the whole book in the world, and only found a vague word of 'punishment to avoid the sky'. He deduced that after this Heaven Avoiding Toad would definitely admit Qi to cultivators and enter the cultivation, a Heavenly Tribulation would have a miraculous effect in a realm.

Cultivators go against the heavens, violating the principle of the Heavenly Dao's cycle of mutual regeneration and mutual restraint. If you gain the extension of your life and get the power of heaven and earth, you will also have a catastrophe between heaven and earth. The tribulation of each realm is the most terrible thing for cultivators, and there is a famous saying in the cultivation world since ancient times: one realm, one day tribulation, ten calamities and nine falls.

One can imagine how terrible this heavenly tribulation is for cultivators.

Carefully placing the orange sky-sheltering toad in the cloth bag around his waist, Shi Xiaohai packed up a few pieces of clothing he had with him. The little paper man jumped up and down, stirring Shi Xiaohai even more upset.

"I came and went empty, and I went empty. Shi Xiaohai muttered to himself in a low voice.

"Daddy has me. "The little paper man is very smart and clever, seeing that Shi Xiaohai is quite abnormal today, he said in a childish voice.

"Go, don't bother Daddy. With a flick of his fingers, Shi Xiaohai popped the little paper figure out of the window.

"Ouch..."

Shi Xiaohai cleaned up, and secretly said that he didn't have anything to clean up. Lifting the package of clothes that only had a few clothes to carry with him, he casually put it on his shoulder and sighed.

At this moment, there were a few fallen leaves in the academy, and Shi Xiaohai only realized that this huge academy was so silent.

Walking into the main hall, the first mahogany chair in the hall was empty at the moment, and the old master Xing, who was usually sitting upright at this time, was nowhere to be seen. Shi Xiaohai silently picked up the rag on one side and carefully wiped the rosewood chair that exuded sandalwood.

After a long time, he stared at him and slowly closed the door.

The mountain air is very fresh and soaks people's hearts. Shi Xiaohai had never been so idle as he was today, walking slowly and looking at the grass and trees in the mountains.

The sun rises slowly and red at the end of the distance, the birds of the lush forest at the foot of the mountain rise and fall, and the tiger roars and the ape is full of life. In front of the forest is an endless plain.

"The land there, the farmer should be full. Shi Xiaohai thought so.

There was melancholy in his heart, and it took Shi Xiaohai half an hour to arrive at the iron gate, which usually ran wildly at one hour or three. I saw that at this moment, all the people in the second sky mountain were already standing here. Even the sleeping fairy who slept that day was standing with his hands on crutches at this moment, looking at Shi Xiaohai who was walking slowly.

"This Sleeping Immortal Master Ancestor can't touch the ground with his feet and is supported by a pair of crutches?" Shi Xiaohai was stunned.

Suddenly, he felt that it was very rude to look at the sleeping immortal like this, and all the ancestors were waiting for him, so he hurriedly trotted forward and bowed and saluted: "Good morning, master." ”

Everyone had a smile on their faces, and Old Master Xing nodded and said, "No need to be polite." ”

"You have a big shelf, so we waited for you. An angry voice is extremely discordant, it is the Son of Heaven.

Shi Xiaohai looked at the mighty white tiger in amazement, and at this moment he became a fat tiger fatter than a pig, and even the tiger eyes that were not angry and self-righteous were half blocked by the fat at the moment, and now he was panting with his tongue like a dog. At this moment, sitting next to the Son of Heaven, this Son of Heaven turned out to be a bad man, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the little morning dew on the white tiger's shiny fur.

"Son of heaven, you don't have a serious time. Seeing Shi Xiaohai's face full of shame, the doctor bowed his head and said aloud.

"Xiaohai, I don't have anything to give you, I gave you some personal things, you keep them, don't think I'm clumsy, it's a little rougher. This armor is for you to use to refine your body, and it can become heavy with just a few spirit stones. If you go out without an iron ball, you can't waste your physical cultivation. The smiling blacksmith on the side was holding a huge package, full of the sound of "click" metal collision.