The Alchemist God - Chapter 657

On the night of Tongtiancheng, the battle flag of the gentian camp was flying, and Tongtiancheng was too close to Tongtianxia, ​​so that Lin Muyu had to station nearly 100,000 horses here, and the magic crystal cannons were everywhere, and it was this lineup. Let the Mozu have not dared to go through the Tianxia step for more than two months. Even if there is, it is just some human beings who are responsible for scouting and investigating.

Lin Muyu sat on the bed in the account, and the power of the body turned into a wave, which repeatedly impacted the entrance to the meridians. The biggest difference between God and ordinary practitioners is the way of using power. The power of God is like a wave of waves. One wave, endless, is called "the wave of God" in the cultivation world. Once the battle is over, the power of God is inexhaustible, and the ordinary practitioners are far apart.

However, the cultivation of God is also quite hard. The gods have a total of ninety-nine holes, and every small hole is very difficult to cultivate. However, Lin Muyu has only become a ten-hole cave in the past six months, and it is difficult to re-enter. In fact, the cultivation method is very simple. Using the waves of the gods in the body to impact the meridians and bone marrow porches in the body, the more waves in a minute, the better, but the so-called wave of the gods is stronger than a wave, almost increasing in geometric order. When Lin Muyu launched the eighth wave, he felt that his body was very unbearable. When the ninth wave, he felt that his body was about to burst halfway. When it was launched to the tenth wave, the supreme character of Yihai would be slow. Trembling, the capture of power has not kept up.

"what……"

Lin Muyu slowly opened his eyes and could not start the eleventh wave impact in a minute. It seems that his cultivation is destined to stay in the ten-hole cave. This is very decadent because it means that it means The maximum capacity of the body is the wave of the Ten Gods.

Aside, the wall of the space not far away slowly opened, Ouyang Yu's graceful figure appeared, very rudely lying on the camp bed where Lin Muyu was side by side, lying down lazily, the red skirt was like a fire from the body. Around the discharge, outline her charming arc, Shantou looked at Lin Muyu, smiled: "You don't have to be decadent, it is quite difficult for you to cultivate to the tenth hole in this age. You may not know, after entering the realm The cultivation will be extremely difficult. Every breakthrough in the hole will require a lot of cultivation and time. Some gods have not entered the second hole since they entered the day of the gods. You should be lucky."

Lin Muyu’s body was slightly damaged by the impact of the wave of God, and he could not continue to cultivate. He also lay down and asked: “Ouyang, you cultivated to the peak of the king of God, and it is reasonable to say that it has broken through the fiftyth. How long has it been for a long time?"

"How long did it take? I think about it..." Ouyang Yu said with a sigh of relief, "When I was 7500 years old, I stepped into the realm of the gods and broke through the 30-hole cave. When I was 32,000, I broke through the 59-hole cave. For more than a hundred years, there is still no breakthrough, er... After being concealed in the heavens and losing the godhead, the current cultivation can only bring up the wave of the twenty gods in an instant. The long road to cultivation is for me... there seems to be no What is the meaning."

"Don't be discouraged, the lost will be won back." Lin Muyu comforted with carelessness, suddenly widened his eyes and said: "You didn't tell me last time that you were only eight thousand years old? How did you become more than 30,000 today? Years old?"

"what?"

Ouyang Yu was a little panicked and said: "Have I said that I was over eight thousand years old?"

"Have!"

"That... it may be that you are afraid that I am an old demon!"

"You entered the sanctuary at the age of twenty-six, and you are always worried. What are you worried about?"

"Anyway...is worried..."

At this moment, the sound of the hustle and bustle from outside the camp, as well as the voice of Situsen and Fengxi’s checkpoints

Stuartson: "Are you sleeping under the temple?"

Bodyguard: "Sleep."

Fengxi Road: "That... did the goddess Ouyang Yi sleep in the big account of His Highness?"

"Yes, adults."

"Hey." Fengxi faintly said: "Ouyang Yi was originally a rebellion of the Lingnan Yihe Kingdom. I did not expect that His Royal Highness would be so heavy to her, and sure enough... a knife on the head of the color!"

Stuartson has some disdain: "Cut, wind brook, you guys are just squatting."

"I... What is my sire?" Fengxi argued.

“Is it still?” Stuartsen said with a deep smile: “I ask you, even if you have the ability to sleep, you can sleep all the ladies of Lanyan City, but have you ever slept the real goddess? Your Highness I have slept."

The wind creeked silently and silently.

It is true that sleeping a woman is easy, and it is difficult to sleep the goddess. In particular, Ouyang Yu’s seemingly arrogant and arrogant, but actually full of thorny roses, can be seen from a distance.

Lin Muyu and Ouyang Yu in the account are all repaired by the gods. Naturally, they are clear and clear. Lin Muyu is silent. Pretending that he has not heard these words, the reason why Ouyang Yu is allowed to sleep in his room is just to let this person The **** of fire dance pointed to his own practice. As for the thing of sleeping goddess that Situsen said, Lin Muyu did not really think about it, nor did he have this feeling.

Instead, Ouyang Yu’s body was lying on the marching bed, looking at Lin Muyu from the side, and said with a smile: "Look, how do others talk about us?"

Lin Muyu lay down, not going to see her, faintly said: "I am not afraid of shadows."

"But if you are not right." Ouyang Yu's temperament rushed to him and smiled. He also lay down on his back and kicked the quilt. "I don't care if you have the guts. Anyway, I sleep very deeply. What do you do?" do not know."

Lin Muyu didn't talk, and his heart was as calm as a pool of stagnant water. This kind of state of mind has been like this since Qin Yin died. Only when he saw Tang Xiaoxuan, did he make a slight wave of sorrow, but even so, Ouyang Yi is such a peerless thing in front of him* *, still let Lin Muyu could not help but said in the bottom of his heart: "Nima 哟..."

The night is deep, sleep.

......

Among the mountains in the north of the country, the clouds are lingering. There are only mountains and rivers and rivers. The beasts are rampant and the terrain is steep. It is a land of mountains and rivers. Because of the rugged terrain, it is still so far. A region with no human smoke, the group of Shandong Tongtong Tianxia, ​​west of Yunling Province's Yunling, is uniquely endowed by the world.

In this uninhabited fairyland, the screams of a group of birds stunned the tranquility of the mountains. It was a group of birds with colorful wings, dozens of them, each with a thin Green vines, and a group of green vines together, actually compiled into a simple basket, sitting in the basket with a white man who needs to be white, floating like a fairy, holding a small shovel in his hand, smiled: " Queer, here, take me to fly!"

"twitter……"

The spirits screamed and fluttered their wings and flew over.

This is a stone wall that is covered with light vines, and between the cracks in the stone wall, a white flower is in the moonlight.

"St. Lian, finally found it!"

The old man couldn’t help but open his heart, stepping on the edge of the basket and slowly stepping out, stepping into the void, faintly screaming, and a divine power to open around, a great old man who stepped into the realm of the gods. A small shovel excavated the soil between the stone seams and excavated this strain of holy lotus.

"This time, the crane should be saved."

The old man smiled and held Shenglian in the palm of his hand. Suddenly, the double scorpion was covered with a golden radiance. Suddenly, this sacred lotus trembled slowly, and a trace of white medicine rose up, gathered in the air, and it was extremely quintessential. The medicine, the ability of the old man to temper the herb, has probably been cultivated to the realm of extraordinary sanctification!

Looking at the mountains and mountains of the Daqin territory, can you have this cultivation, the **** who can speak with the birds and beasts, and who can envy all things, who else besides Qu? He has a rubbing ruin in his eye and a golden purple flower that is faintly visible on the worn cloak.

After quenching the complete medicine, Qu Chu squats down from the air, and the whole person falls into the bottom of the valley like a meteor. After penetrating the clouds, it falls between the stone walls of the mountains, and a group of green squats. I saw a Linghe with a damaged neck lying there whispering, and its neck was directly penetrated by a sharp arrow. The injury was extremely heavy. If it was not natural spirituality, it would have died.

Qu Chu held his hand on the arrow of the arrow, and suddenly the palm of his hand vomited, and suddenly the arrow was broken into powder, just when the blood of Linghe was about to be sprayed out, Qu Chu’s heart was soft. As soon as he spit, he stopped the blood and sprinkled the medicine of Shenglian on the wound of Linghe. The herbal medicine was not only analgesic but also able to heal the wound. For a time, Linghe actually gave a cheer and rushed to Qu Chuzhang. Wings open.

"Ha ha ha, nothing is fine!" Qu Chu lightly caressed the head of Linghe, his face full of goodwill.

At this moment, a few birds in the distance flew through the clouds, shouting in the ears of Qu Chu, struggling to flap their wings.

In the blink of an eye, Qu Chu seems to understand something, can not help but look cold, faintly said: "The devil ... they are not too deceived too much, five years ago killed Xiao Yin, and now want to hurt Ah Yu? ”

However, Qu Chu traveled in the mountains and idled the wild cranes. This is the life he wants. It is this kind of open-minded and free-spirited mood that has made him a heavenly personality. Now he has broken through the twenty-nine-day hole and the gods. The repair of the peak, five years ago, the first battle, Qin Yin was accidentally killed by Tang Xiaoyu, he could not be reached within a thousand miles, but now it is different, Lin Muyu is in Tongtian City thousands of miles away, only half a day's itinerary.

"Well it..."

Qu Chu reached out and the invisible net slowly pushed a group of birds and smiled. "Little guys, I have to go to the lower bound to settle some things, you are here waiting for me, I will come back."

"Oh..." The sound of the birds was like a scream.

"brush!"

Qu Chu's body shape is like a meteor falling into the distance, but the direction of going is not Tongtian City, but Tongtianxia.