Feather is not feather, sword is not sword, thunder is not thunder.

The Dharma Movement is dual-minded, turning energy into energy, and then energy to do the magic and void visualization of the golden black fire feather between Su Jing's fingers, the three-foot Qingfeng in Tu Wan's palm, and Su Qing's small thunder in his hand, all of which come from vain.

Suddenly, the black feather shook violently, shaking endlessly, as if he wanted to break free from Su Jing's hands, but Su Jing's fingers were as steady as a rock, and he held the black feather and did not allow it to escape.

The size of Su Jing is the same thing, the feathers in Su Jing's hands are struggling, and the feathers of the little baby are also swaying wildly, and when the black feathers in their hands are struggling, the sword in Su Qing's hand is also restless at the same time, like a snake swaying and struggling, in order to get rid of the grasp of the Yuan baby doll, the dolls do not have Su Jing's calmness, they all grit their teeth, the green tendons on their foreheads are raised, and all their strength is used in their hands, criing and crimming, not allowing them to escape!

Feathers, swords, and thunder, one big, three, and four people each exert their strength, but their bodies don't move at all, and they sit for three years!

People have been sitting for three years, and Su Jing's fingertip feathers have struggled for three years.

Three years later, the struggle of the black feathers on the fingertips changed abruptly, and instead of swaying, it changed to trembling, sifting chaff to flee, and trembling and burning. Seeing that he couldn't escape, Wu Yu actually wanted to destroy himself and shatter himself in order to get free.

What about the fingertip feathers, the long sword and the thunder, the three-foot Qingfeng and the three-inch thunder are also trembling and urgent, and the accumulation of strength is also accumulating, and it will collapse and self-destruct at any time!

Su Jing's face was no longer calm, his eyes were sweaty on his forehead, and he obviously had real strength, but even in the midst of force, his movements were still smooth and gentle, and his empty other hand was raised. The five fingers flick back and forth on the black feather like a wheel, from top to bottom, front and back, and play endlessly.

Every flick is just suppressing the two tremors before and after the black feather, and breaking its rhythm is messing up its accumulation. Now that it has been 'taken out', it is not so easy for Wu Yu to escape and die.

Tu Wan and Su Qing couldn't learn Su Jing's weightlifting, but they also struggled to learn Su Jing's appearance, Tu Wan played the sword and Su Qing played the thunder, and the dolls couldn't sit still, and fell to the ground. But they didn't let go, they didn't stop! The sword and thunder were both 'taken' by them. Can't you kill it?!

The feathers didn't move, but the sound of the sword and thunder was really amazing, and for a while, Su Jing's body was full of loud roars and roars, as if Su Jing had thirty immortals in his stomach fighting.

The feather trembled. Finger bullet is urgent. From now on, the five fingers will flick for another three years.

After the third three years. The feathers, long swords, and thunder finally calmed down, and there was no longer the slightest restlessness, and Su Jing's face was relaxed. After waiting quietly for a while, seeing that it was indeed 'tamed', Su Jing raised his hand, opened his mouth, put the feather in his mouth, and ate it.

Eating a feather can barely be justified, but Tu Wan and Su Qing are doing the same, one swallowing a sword and the other drinking thunder, and they even stuffed the things in their hands into their mouths, ate them, and ate them all!

The Adam's apple rolled, the feathers fell into the abdomen, and then Su Jing closed his eyes and lay down directly, falling into a deep sleep.

When the adults slept, the children all slept together for a few spring and autumn periods, and slept for another three years.

Meditation for three years, three years to prevent the black feather from escaping, three years to prevent the black feather from self-destructing, and another three years to sleep after the most slumber.

Black feathers, long swords, and thunder come from vain, but they are by no means vain, feathers or thunder, the things in Su Jing and Yuan Ying's hands are all mysteries of their own true yuan - they are things that come up with it, but they are not 'out of thin air', they are pure and true qi into essence, and then the essence is supplemented into divine thoughts, and the process of contemplating and visualizing with all their strength after entering meditation is the process of 'making'.

To put it bluntly, the golden black feather in Su Jing's hand was originally condensed by his own cultivation yuan, but during this time, he first used to vaporize the essence, from the essence to the spirit, and then to the god.

Under the three turns, Qing Shui became a spirit essence, an iron and gold essence, and a true qi refining essence!

The 'Cultivation Yuan Essence' that has been refined at the end of the year naturally has to be withdrawn from the body. If in the course of these twelve years of cultivation, the feathers in his hands escape or self-destruct, this cultivation will also fail, not only will it be useless, but it will also lose its cultivation.

After the exercise, Su Jing did not change much, but the three dolls swallowed the things in their hands into their stomachs, and after waking up from a sleep, they were a little bigger from their body shape to their faces, and they changed from confinement babies to hundred-day babies.

The twelve years of cultivation before and after can be regarded as a great Zhou Tian of breathing in and absorbing qi, and the practice of Huanxi'er in the tenth realm of the Golden Crow Dharma is like this and so on.

If Su Jing has the ability, he can visualize a roast goose, so that he can still have some taste when he swallows it after the most succumbing.

If the means are all over the world, you can break through Huanxier after a practice, if the qualification is at the top, it is difficult to improve in a lifetime. It only depends on the situation of the cultivators themselves.

After waking up, I was distracted and laughed for a while, and then I gathered my mind and practiced again, the same practice, the same process, but the new cultivation time was shortened a little, from twelve years to eleven years.

After eleven years, the third practice took only nine years.

The time for a practice was shortened, but Su Jing put more cultivation from the virtual to the real, and the little Yuan Infant grew faster, and when Su Jing practiced for the sixth time, it only took six years to live, and the three Yuan Babies in his body all grew into the appearance of a five-year-old doll.

The front and back add up to less than one Jiazi, and Yuan Ying has become a five-year-old servant, and the speed of refinement is surprisingly fast, and again and again, 'from the virtual to the real', the three transformations of true qi into the Yuan essence, also let Su Jing's true power and divine yuan advance by leaps and bounds. Every time he woke up from practice, watching the doll get a little bigger, and experiencing that his body became stronger and stronger, Su Jing was overjoyed, and this was the fun of practice.

At this time, there were good guests from afar, three middle-earth goblins: Lie Lie'er, Ah Yan's little mother, and the three-handed barbarian.

The three monsters traveled together, playing in Middle-earth, and mentioned Su Jing in the chat, and immediately set off when they were interested, and came to visit them across the two realms through the ancient array.

Friends for many years, the friendship of running side by side has remained unchanged for thousands of years, and there is a lot of affection when they meet. Chatting and talking, the three monsters suddenly stopped talking and glanced at each other.

Ah Yan's little mother squinted at Lielie'er, and Lielie'er raised her eyebrows at the three hands. The pupils of the three-handed needle-like dilated three times, and the excitement was overflowing.

Su Jing was vigilant: "What do you want to do?"

Lie Lie'er smiled: "I heard that the yellow-skinned barbarian has cultivated into a primordial god, we are itching in our hearts, do we want to fight for the Dou Dan?"

Dou Dan is the saying of the demon family, in fact, it is the competition of the original gods.

Su Jing smiled when he heard this: "Can you make a face, how long have I been in the Yuanshen realm, and how long has I just passed the Ruyi fetus." How long have you been a demon spirit god again, and you're afraid that your demon family must be an adult, right?"

Ah Yan's little mother frowned slightly when she heard this: "It's true, adults bully children, it doesn't look like it, but who makes adults can't bully adults, they can only bully dolls." ”

The three-handed man simply smiled directly: "I was not convinced when I peeled the skin." Hold your breath for a thousand years. Come on, come on, Doudan!"

Not long ago, when the three monsters were playing in the mountains and rivers in Middle-earth, they inadvertently talked about the skinning ring back then. The third hand is quite unconvinced, it's not that he is not convinced by Su Jing's current skills. was not satisfied with the competition at that time, and he lost badly. At that time, the other two monsters came up with an idea: Didn't Su Jing achieve the original god, let's find him to fight Dan, but we can't beat the yellow-skinned barbarian. Can't fight his little yuanying?

This plan is wonderful, and he is happily coming to Su Jing with his companions

After saying that, the three goblins spoke at the same time, and the golden demon pill flew out of the belly! Sure enough, all of them are extraordinary, the primordial gods of the three-handed barbarian and the fierce spirits are the same size as the deity, if they are counted according to the realm of the world, they are already 'far wanderers' and complete, and the primordial gods of Ah Yan's little mother are slightly younger, not as sweet and mature as the peach of the lotus fairy, and they are still a girl, but they are also enchanting and charming.

The monster barbarians are all aggressive, what they think of is what they want, they know that they are far behind Su Jing, and it is not interesting to fight, and the little yuan god who fights Su Jing makes the monster barbarians feel elated.

came from afar, with a strong interest, Su Jing pushed it again and again, and couldn't resist them in the end, so he released Xiao Su Jing, Su Qing, and Tu Wan from the body, and smiled bitterly at the three monsters: "Until the point is reached, don't be heavy-handed." ”

Sanyuan Ying put the three demon spirits on the three demon spirits, and the three-handed man smiled at Su Jinghe: "Don't worry, how can you really hurt your child" Before the words fell, a crisp sound came from the ground, and Tu Wan, who was confronting the barbarian demon spirit, jumped up with a punch and hit the opponent's nose.

The three-handed demon spirit was beaten before he knew what was going on, and he squatted down with his face covered with a strange scream, crying tears.

The third hand was quite surprised, he really didn't expect Su Jing's little primordial god to be so fierce, not to mention the demon spirit, even if he was preoccupied with it, he didn't think he could dodge the punch of the blonde baby. The three-handed man was angry and laughed: "Yellow-skinned barbarian, are you pit me again?"

Three pairs of opponents, after one pair of fights, Tu Wan turned around and drilled back into Su Jing's body, the three-handed man lost so much that he had nothing to say, the only comfort was to see how the two companions were beaten, and then he turned his head to look at the other battlefields, the three-handed man's pupils widened three times, and he was shocked, angry and laughed: "Is it you two who pit me?"

Lielie'er's primordial spirit was toasting the red-haired Su Qing, and Ah Yan's mother's primordial spirit simply hugged Xiao Su Jing in her arms and kissed and kissed her, where was the slightest bit of a competition. Thinking back to the decision when he came, recalling the instigation of the monkey lotus, the three-handed man really didn't know if it was time for him to draw his sword.

Ah Yan's little mother giggled: "What kind of cultivator raises what kind of primordial spirit, even if Su Ge'er's primordial spirit is small, not everyone can bully it." ”

The goblins are messing around, but messing around has their own fun, and this fun can't be found on the mountain, Su Jing is happy.

The goblin didn't have anything serious, just to come to see his old friend, drink a meal of lava spirits, laugh for two days and two nights, and when he was about to leave, Su Jing suddenly said: "You came at the right time, there is something to ask you." ”

As he spoke, Su Jing stretched out his hand to the monster.

In his hand, a little baby wrapped in blood-colored clouds and mist, with red hair Su Qing.

The monster was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"Take him back to Middle-earth for me, and you won't have to worry about anything else when I get back. Su Jingying said.

The three monsters looked at each other, and Lie Lie'er spoke: "No, what do you mean?"

If it weren't for the goblin's coincidental visit, Su Jing was preparing to make a trip by himself to send Su Qing back to Middle-earth.

Logically speaking, in the two realms of wishful birth and joyful child, the primordial spirit should be inseparable from the deity and practice together; when it comes to the far wanderer, some sects will have a special method of 'the original god cultivates alone, and temporarily bids farewell to the deity', but similar methods are extremely rare.

Regardless of whether the original spirit of Huanxi'er can leave the deity and travel far away alone, it is just a matter of practice. How could Su Jing send Xiao Yuanshen away so early.

However, Su Qing's situation is really special, the five elements in Xiao Qiankun are born in a circle, and the spirit ascends to the destiny of heaven in the catastrophe, and the red-haired little guy is Su Jing's primordial god, yes, but he also has his own wisdom. His situation with Tu Wan is quite similar to Yang Saburo:

Born and grown up with Su Jing, if Su Jing cultivates to improve, they can all increase their strength, but they also have the ability to practice on their own - break away from Su Jing and do their own practice.

Su Qing was weak and weak when she was in the womb, and it was difficult to move, how to talk about practice; First molded into a spiritual vein. After being nourished by Su Jing's six more journeys and the Fa, now Su Qing is quite strong, and he has a blood cloud to protect him, so he can still live away from Su Jing for a while. It wasn't long ago that he began to 'convey the gods' to the deity. Discuss with Su Jing. He wanted to practice on his own.

"Huanxi'er left the deity to practice on her own?" Probably after listening to Su Jing's explanation, the three goblins all understood the inside story, but they still felt incredible. Ah Yan's little mother's eyes widened.

The three-handed man asked, "What is this red-haired boy doing?

Su Jing pointed to the Eleventh Heavenly Governance Tribulation Cloud that had been shrunk to a thin layer by Su Qing and was a small group: "If he cultivates the 'Tribulation', he will go to Middle-earth to participate in the Heavenly Tribulation, and if he enters the Tribulation, he will enter the cultivation." ”

The Moye World Realm is still a dead and silent place, and there is no one without cultivation and no calamity, but Middle-earth is different, and there are calamities.

There are three eons in the cultivation of the cultivators, and now there is no Lingyuan tide surging for 30,000 years, and the cultivation world is at its peak. The Flying Immortal Tribulation is unavoidable, and it is not too common to break the immeasurable calamity, but the small true calamity will appear almost every two or three days, and it is not uncommon to catch up with the 'good day' to come out with four true calamities in one day.

And in the Middle Earth world, all souls are competing, and those who practice are not only a family of people, but also the benefits of the tide of Lingyuan, barren mountains and wild trees, and deep marsh predators have many people who have enlightened their spirits and born wisdom, and they have to experience calamity from grass, trees, birds and beasts to spiritual goblins, and from dry corpses and dead things to evil ghosts and monsters.

The cultivation that Su Qing wants to do comes from the endless heavenly tribulations that have emerged from the Middle Earth World!

Lie Lie'er heard it freshly, and said with a strange smile: "That is to say, in the future, this kid will chase the clouds all over the sky?

Su Jing shook his head: "The calamity is still the calamity, you can do whatever you want, you can hit whoever you want, this weight will not change, what Su Qing wants is not the strength hidden in the calamity, but the spirit in the calamity." ”

Chasing the clouds and cultivating the intention of the calamity, but it will not destroy the calamity, otherwise it will not ruin the cultivation of other monks.

Lie Lie'er had never heard of Su Qing's cultivation method, and asked again: "What will happen if the red-haired kid cultivates like this, when he cultivates to the extreme?"

"A while ago, the moon went to the sky, and there was no messenger in the Moon Religion who claimed to survey the sky on behalf of the moon. Su Qing's cultivation to the extreme in the world is also a similar saying: Dai Tian is in charge of the robbery. Regarding Su Qing's cultivation, Su Jing was clear, and said with a smile: "After the Heaven Harvest, if you refine to Lu Shang, it will no longer be a human matter, and you have to return to the sky and fly outside the sky, what will happen at that time, I don't know now." ”

Ah Yan's little mother suddenly laughed, soft and beautiful, and triumphant: "He is your primordial god, he is in charge of the heavens, isn't it you the one who is in charge of the heavens?"

This statement is true, the little uncle is humble, humble, and the three-handed man looked at it from the side, and asked the little mother: "Even if Su Jingdai is in charge of the heavens, what are you proud of?"

Ah Yan's little mother's pride hung on her face, who could not see it. The little mother squinted at the three-handed barbarian, and thought that he was knowingly asking: "My man is in charge of the robbery on behalf of the sky, and I am naturally proud." ”

Su Jing shook his head with a smile, and then said goodbye to each other and said goodbye to the three monster friends.

At the foot of Lishan, it was quiet again, but Su Jing did not practice immediately, a thought in his heart sent out, and after a few breaths, the golden light flashed in front of him, Yang Saburo came to the front, and the little golden crow walked along, sitting on top of Saburo's head, looking comfortable.

Xiao Jinwu likes to borrow people to perch on top of his head, and this problem has been used to by Su Jing for many years and has not changed.

Yang Saburo's usual appearance, raising his jaw and impatiently: "What are you calling me?" ”

"You told me a while ago that now that the true essence has entered the early sun, in terms of refining the sun alone, the little golden crow is no longer used. Su Jing said an old sentence first, and after Yang Saburo nodded, he continued: "There is something I want to discuss with you."

Yang Saburo is just too proud, in fact, his brain is not bad at all, and before Su Jing finished speaking, she had already guessed the general meaning: "You want to take her to practice?" said, sneering: "Up to now, I can do my best alone, but the process of casting the sun is a great cultivation process in the Jinwu lineage, and it will not be her who will help me in the future, but I will take her to practice." I really don't look down on you, your cultivation skills are better than mine, but you are far worse than me in training this little guy. She went to cultivate with you, and it was half the effort. ”

Su Jing didn't answer Yang Saburo's words: "You take a look at this sword first." As he spoke, he took out the inky sleeping remnant sword from his shoulder bag, opened the sword box, and the seven remnant swords appeared in front of Yang Saburo.

At first glance, it is nothing, but on closer inspection, I notice a very shallow Moqin.

Yang Huo and Ink restrained each other, hated Yang Saburo on the sword, frowned, and said: "Pickled things, just destroy them directly, what are you doing with them?"

Su Jing shook his head and put his hand on Yang Saburo's shoulder: "You explore this sword again." ”

Tu Wan scattered the sword intent, and injected it into Yang Saburo's body from Su Jing's palm, Yang Saburo relaxed first and then refreshed, reached out with his bare hand and picked up a piece of the broken sword in the box, and after a while, his face changed suddenly: "The artifact has fallen?"

Hostility and disgust were put aside, and only with the vast Mo Yuan sleeping in the sword, this sword was called an 'artifact' before it was 'Gaba'.

Exploring this sword, Yang Saburo suddenly thought of something, his face changed again, and he looked at Su Jing: "Do you want her to use this sword to refine her head into an inky golden crow?!"

Five thousand words, today's update. (To be continued......)