The barren stone can help people to improve their tricks. Long Wenmu has never experienced this kind of thing.
Moreover, strictly speaking, he is still very different from the normal practitioner, so whether the barren stone is helpful for himself, he has no bottom.
With the deserted stone, the consciousness sinks into the ghost, it is like it has fallen into a dark world.
Under the intentional traction of Long Wenmu, in the hot group, a strand of warm filament drilled into his body along the veins. This feeling was like flowing water flowing across the mountain stream until it was converted into Dantian.
In that faint world, Long Wenmu hidden in the sound of water.
I remember when I just condensed the power, I heard a similar voice.
In his own Dantian, there seems to be a thin stream flowing. The stream comes from the demon marks, but I do n’t know where to go, like a slender silver belt across the world of Dantian.
The filament burning of the barren stone converged into Dantian, and the flow returned to the sea. These burning fusion slowly integrated into the small stream.
I wonder if it is the illusion, as the breath of the desert is pulled into it, this stream is slowly growing.
It becomes wider and longer. Although it is only very hazy, the volume does increase a little bit.
For this stream, Long Wenmu just feels that it has something to do with its own power, and it is more unknown. I thought, this is the explicitization of its own tunnel?
Seems to prove my conjecture.
With the absorption of the barren stone, he unexpectedly felt very comfortable. The stream could make people calm, with a silk warm current. When the stream was in the stream, the waves were rolled up.
Then, then
A wave of waves was patted, and a tender face reflected in the white stream, which was when he was still in Langshan.
In the forest of the night, the old man taught him how to lead the bow to pull the arrow. The loving face was still in front of him, and the old man tirelessly, and even if the young man had frozen his hands, he was unwilling to let go of the strong bow.
Actions are meticulous ...
Long Wenmu feels very warm, just like returning to that time.
Another wave of waves, in the waves, the teenagers have grown up. It is still Langshan, still night, but the night is full of fire.
In the fire, the group demon danced, and the tens of thousands of monsters swept over. Under the fire, the people were roaring, wailing, and desperately rushing to the nine giant shadows.
The old man was holding the teenager and cut the monster in front of him under the knife.
Every time the old man waved his knife, he all brought out hematopoietic red light. The giant big demon was cut into two halves, and the strong ground monster was also cut off.
I do n’t know how much the demon under the knife, maybe a dozen, or dozens of, the road leading to the mountain is covered by the body of the monster.
Another wave of waves flies ...
The teenager saw a fiery bouquet flying behind, and it was a fire. When the fire was flying, the burn of the old man was burned through the abdomen of the old man.
The teenager looked at the direction of the fire flying in horror. He knew that the light was from the monster from the nine heads.
The old man who was not injured in the earth demon group was burned. That's it. The old man still dragged his broken body and took the teenager to go down the mountain, and finally swallowed the last breath.
The old man finally said, you have to live ... The teenager fleeing, tears wet clothes ... but if time can return to that moment, he would rather fuse his bones in that flame, and you should not be a coward at this moment ...
The waves patted gently, and each wave was a moment.
Long Wenmu seemed to wake up in a long dream, and the desert still lying quietly in his hands.
He still lingered in his mind and was shocked and sad. This feeling was lingering. He gently brushed his cheeks with his hands, only to find that he didn't know when he had water stains.
I dream of myself, and I dreamed of the past. This kind of dream is too real, as if I have experienced another life.
The sound of the waves still sounded, and Long Wenmu returned to God, and then found that the stream in Dantian had unknowingly grown.
The barren stone in his hands was narrowed for a while, and he didn't need to know it. It must be the effect of the barren stone.
The barren stone can enhance the power, and the rumors are really not false.
Long Wen Mu's sad sadness in his heart, pushing the door out of the house. Except for the stood outside, there is basically no one.
He came to the edge of the boat, pulled the collar, and let the cool breeze pour in. The slightly empty eyes were overlooking, and the flying scene seemed to be able to fade away.
I can't remember it, how long have I never dreamed of the Wolf Mountain. Whenever such thoughts, it is always difficult to calm down.
After standing on the edge of the boat for a long time, he asked someone to ask casually before he learned that he had been absorbing the barren stone for seven days.
For those who cultivate, they have a few days of blinking. Those who practice as high, each retreat, may be for several years, decades.
I was immersed in the state of forgetting me, but I didn't perceive the passage of the outside world.
I went to find Jim Zhuo first, and talked to Zhou Tai again, and he returned to his house again.
I did n’t dare to forget myself this time, and I kept half sober, and continued to absorb the desert.
Time spent inadvertently, and five days have passed. Someone rang Long Wenmu's door.
"Brother Long, almost reached the Dust Valley."
Long Wenmu opened his eyes, put the barren stone, and pushed the door out.
There have been twelve days of sailing. At this moment, it is leaping over a continuous mountain range, and the scenery nearby is almost the same as when the sanctuary map was found.
After taking out the holy realm to compare it, it really is close to the place where the dust is located, and it is less than 3,000 miles away.
After the small half -pillar fragrance, the empty boat stopped on the periphery of the foggy mountain. Under the mist, the outline of the building was faintly visible. If the holy boundary map was not marked, then under the fog, it was the resident of the dusty valley.
Then, then
"Come from the people of Yun Xuanzong?" There was a tiger -like voice in the mist.
Zhou Tai, the team leader, stepped forward and hugged: "Yes!"
A middle -aged man flew out of the fog, and everyone looked at the people on the boat, nodded. The sleeve robe waved lightly, and the clouds naturally were separated by a crack.
"Come with me." The middle -aged man said. Under his leadership, the empty boat slowly drove into the clouds.
During the seam of clouds, Mi Zhuo was standing next to Long Wenmu and murmured.
"This fog, I want me to read it right, I'm afraid it is such as formation."
"Mi Lao said this is the formation?"
"Eight or nine will not leave ten. Whoever dares to break in, I don't know how to die." Mi Zhuo said. In his opinion, it was very mysterious, and his eyesight, and he couldn't see it.
There are too many things.
Through the clouds and mist, it was suddenly cheerful in front. I saw a building with carved dragon -engraved phoenix standing between the rolling valleys. The scattered roof eaves are like mountains outside.
Long Wenmu has seen the beauty of Danqingmen, and here, it is more ancient and majestic. On the degree of magnificence, it is stronger than Danqingmen.
Before a huge building of nearly thousands of feet, the middle -aged man stopped the empty boat behind.
"People who have nothing to do are waiting outside, and I will follow me."
Long Wen Mu, Mi Zhuo and others staggered their eyes. Long Wenmu took the initiative to come out and said in detail.
"Are you here to create a demon soldier?" The man finished speaking after listening to Long Wenmu, frowned slightly.
"Yes, I also ask my brother to merge." Long Wenmu respectfully said respectfully.
The man paused and nodded his head: "Let me come in first."
Under the leadership of the other party, everyone quickly entered the building. Those who came to the Dust Valley, including Mizhuo, had 14 people, and it was only fifteen of Long Wenmu.
When I came to a large hall, there were two other people in the hall. One of them was an old man, wearing a yellow robe. It looks like an age, but I do n’t see much wrinkles. The crane hair is childish, and there is a blue hair between the white hair.
The old man smiled slightly, and the person who couldn't stay in.
By the side of the old man, there are a small man. Two teeth expose his lips from time to time. At first glance, there is a feeling of thief eyebrows. Unlike the old man, this person's dress is like a disciple in the door.
The man who received the road brought people, and after the ceremony, he exited the door.
The crowds of Yun Xuanzong stood in a row, and Long Wenmu nodded with a beard while holding a beard.
"Yun Xuanzong, the name that is so nostalgic." The old man took the initiative. For a moment, he said, "Your business, the old man has heard.
leave."
Everyone arches together.
"There is no need to be more courteous." The old man pressed his hand, "The old man is the three elders of the dusty valley, the surname is sealed, and the name is a single word.
Everyone is solemn, and even Long Wenmu dares to lose courtesy.
The three elders of Fengdu, the three elders of the dusty valley, this person is unclear as Long Wenmu, but it is a lot stronger than asking the Tao. If you don’t guess, this seal is not good
The strong of the Emperor Yang Realm. If this is the case, there are a lot of strong people in the Emperor Yangjing in the Duster Valley. This heritage is really terrifying.
The man next to Feng Du said: "According to the door rules, although you follow the master, you still don't count as disciples, but only the person who lives here temporarily.
It is a person from Yun Xuanzong, but anyone who violates the door rules and expels it, never mercy. "
The crowd said that it was, since this came here, naturally made such a psychological preparation.
"Since it is here to learn art, it is necessary to eat some bitterness. You can say that you are in front of you. It is much more difficult to learn here. We will not force people. If you want to leave now, please first first leave, please first first, please first first, please first first, please first first, please first first, please first first, please first first, please first first, please
Exit. "The man's round eyes sneaked around and looked around. Seeing that no one was acting, the corner of his mouth was raised, and the two large incisors were exposed.
"Come here, I will retreat early, who will wait until now." Mi Zhuo hummed.
The man looked at him, and his voice was a little bit sharp: "So, all of you have intentionally withdrawn. From now on, I will treat you as your own. Then, let's talk about our rules first."
Long Wenmu moved two steps to the side. After all, his purpose was different from Mi Zhuo and others, but he listened quietly next to him.
"When you come to learn art, of course, you do n’t want to come, go and leave." The man raised a finger, "First, you stay here for 50 years and take a school test. If you are incompetent people, then
Outside the door. Those who successfully passed the school should continue to stay in my ancestors for a hundred years, and need 1,500 pieces for my Zongzong.
Rao is prepared, Long Wenmu still can't help but shock. According to this meaning, it needs to stay here for 150 years, and 1,500 castings to leave. This condition is too harsh.
But it ’s true that it’ s right to think about it. After all, it is impossible for the teaching of the Duster Valley to ask for rewards. It ’s not the benefit of the Dust Sealed Valley. In the end, the person who teaches may not stay in the Duster Valley. Therefore