"Can drinking animal milk really make you stronger?"

Little Haotian's eyes were shining.

Regardless of his past life and future achievements, Haotian in this life is just a four-year-old child after all. Being fooled by Mingyu, he was immediately moved.

Mingyu said firmly: "Of course!"

"Animal milk is transformed from the nutrients of blood and water, and contains the essence and spirit of a living being. It is an important sacred object for nurturing life, reproducing, passing on blood, and creating life.

The milk of hundreds of beasts symbolizes the inheritance and blood spirit of hundreds of tribes, condensing many unyielding, strong, and majestic wills into one, instilling in oneself, and achieving extraordinary achievements."

"Just imagine, when a person has the killing power of a true dragon, the nirvana of a phoenix, the mind of a unicorn, and the speed of a Kunpeng... how powerful should he be?!"

Mingyu started the deception method, with a solemn look on his face, and said righteously: "We have to look at the essence through the phenomenon. The milk of a hundred beasts is not only the milk of the beasts, but also the spirit of the hundreds of tribes. It is the spirit of a hundred species struggling and fighting in the ancient land.

the spirit of!"

"Ask the boundless earth, who is responsible for the ups and downs? Only my human race!"

"Learn animal nature, transcend animal nature, learn from all kinds of things, and transcend all kinds of things. The sea is open to all rivers and has tolerance, which is great. This is the foundation of spiritual practice!"

"Where is the Tao? In heaven and earth, in all things, and in every living thing."

When Mingyu said it to the end, not to mention the two little guys' expressions of confusion, even he almost believed it!

Looking at Haotian, whose eyes were getting brighter and brighter, Mingyu thought.

Then he roared loudly, as shocking as a great bell: "So, do you understand the true meaning?"

"Understood!"

Haotian was so excited that he almost jumped up.

Just now there was a voice in his heart calling, should he give it a try? Should he give it a try?

Mingyu's shout made him make up his mind.

How about giving it a try.

Anyway, there is no loss, the worst is to drink a bowl of animal milk!

Just one bowl!

"Um...sir, can I drink too?"

Next to Xiao Haotian, Qinghuang was also fooled into being confused.

At this time, she looked at Mr. Unscrupulous with clear eyes and some hesitation.

"You can do anything you want!"

Mingyu nodded and smiled happily.

I don't know when a mirror appeared in his hand.

The mirror reflects the sunlight and flashes frequently.

............

Changliu is full of mountains and seas of trees, and the fallen leaves are like snow, which is so beautiful.

Such a wonderful and even out-of-this-world dreamy scene is unique in Hezhou, Xiniu.

A huge green tree guards this place, the blazing sun seems to be hanging on the tree, and on the other side, it seems like a bright moon is rising slowly from the tree.

The vision of the sun and the moon in the same sky is also a wonder that will last forever.

The pines in the cabinet are the innate spiritual roots of the ancient world.

There are poor tribes who live in the mountains, gather under the trees, and develop continuously.

While retaining the original features of Changliu Mountain, immortal families of the poor tribe also built their houses in the mountain.

Cranes are flying in the pavilions on the sea of ​​clouds, and mysterious truth is hidden in the pavilions in the mist.

Here we often see the chirping of fairy birds and often hear the roar of ferocious beasts, and the tribesmen are accustomed to it.

Because many immortal birds and beasts were captured by the human race themselves.

In the entire Western Wilderness, except for the White Tiger clan who firmly resides in the West Pole, the human race is the most powerful.

Under the huge green pine,

A poor tribe built a hall dedicated to priests for the Wu sect.

As the witch sect of the poor tribes, Goumang is cultivating a priest system belonging to the poor tribes.

One by one, the shamans who have been practicing for two and a half years are collecting the essence of the sun and moon gathered in the pines of the cabinet, and breathing out the long-lasting spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

Being in close contact with these spiritual roots of heaven and earth, the Wu Zhus' cultivation speed is not unsatisfactory.

A qualified human priest needs to master many skills.

In addition to daily practice, they also need to practice the four seasons, jade and silk sacrifices, the collection of Yi utensils, the location of the mandala, medicine and divination, asking gods to support ji, restraining spirits and sending generals, etc. compulsory subjects.

"good!"

Gou Mang seemed to be very satisfied with the diligence of the wizards.

It's one thing to have external assistance, but it's another thing to be willing to seize the opportunity and work hard.

In fact, during the era of Emperor Fuxi, Goumang's main responsibility was to be responsible for military campaigns and was not in charge of priestly matters.

But as a former ancestral witch and now the spring god of the human race, it is easy to make a guest appearance in the witch sect.

Jumang has very strict requirements for the group of shamans in front of him who are still in the training stage.

After all, they are considered a group of registered disciples who were personally trained by me. If they do not perform well after they start training, it will be a black history!

When you reach his level, you may not care about anything else, but face is very important.

Black history must not be left behind!

Jumangru thought.

But there is a saying that goes well, whatever you fear will come to you.

No, Mingyu, who had just finished fooling Xiao Haotian and Qinghuang, was walking over.

"What are you doing?"

Looking at Mingyu, whose lips were almost raised to the sky, Jumang frowned instinctively and had a bad premonition in his heart.

"There is one thing that requires you to visit all major races."

Mingyu clicked her lips and handed over the important task of collecting animal milk to the "best Taoist friend".

"What did you say!"

After Ju Mang heard this, his voice suddenly rose in pitch.

His eyes widened angrily, his eyebrows raised, he was really angry.

"Why are you so loud?"

When Mingyu saw all the practicing witch sects, they all looked sideways, and he used Xuanjin to isolate the inside and outside.

Looking at the fussing Ju Mang, Mingyu explained casually: "Their physiques are of no use to ordinary animal milk. Since they want to drink it, of course they have to choose some good ones."

"You've already picked it up, why don't you let me go to the various groups of mythical beasts?"

Mingyu nodded matter-of-factly, with an expression that said: "Well, that's what I think, mythical beasts are the best. You can go to the West Sea and the West Pole, they are close anyway."

"you!"

Ju Mang was so surprised that Mingyu was not angry to death.

He pointed at himself and said angrily: "I, the ancestral witch of the wood, the spring god of the human race, the most powerful, the supreme of the ancient world! You want me to go to all major races to collect beast milk?!"

"ah?!"

Can you be a little more outrageous? Do you think I don't want to lose face?

"Yes, fellow Taoist, is there any problem with this?"

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Mingyu blinked, and then said: "It is precisely because of the great strength of fellow Taoist that I asked you to visit all the major races.

I personally don’t have this ability!”

"So I have to thank you for your consideration?" Ju Mang said through gritted teeth.

Mingyu waved his hand with a bright smile: "You're welcome, this is the trust that should exist between fellow Taoists."

When Gou Mang heard this, veins popped up on his forehead.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm down.

"Why don't you go by yourself?"

Mingyu once again put forward the rhetoric of enlightenment and spread his hands: "Little Haotian and Qinghuang can only rely on Taoist friends for top-notch beast milk."

"Don't go!"

Jumang was not fooled, turned his head and refused directly.
To be continued...