Unlimited Cultivation

The turtles have been following them for a long time, and Datou, Quinn, and Yi Chilei have also fallen in love with him.

Old Qian raised a few of them about this discovery.

The harvest depends on their own destiny.

When the turtle heard it, they tried their best to conceal the surprise, and then searched carefully for the text on the wall.

"Haha, I know you, and never do anything meaningless."

The soft-shelled turtle spoke with satisfaction to the old money.

The old money sharing such an important discovery is really interesting.

After three full hours.

On the other half of the angel's heart, a few tree-like extremely fine golden lights also lit up.

The old Qian then tentatively transmitted his voice to the turtle: "How is it? Have you realized something?"

"Well, yes, my corpse fire, following the lines of these strokes, seems to have improved."

The turtle said with satisfaction.

For the turtle, this is really an unexpected surprise. The palace that begins with the word "天" should belong to Yang.

However, here is the realization of the "yin" corpse fire promotion.

"The combination of fire and water is the avenue of practice.

Another way is that the anode produces negative and the cathode produces yang.

Although you are a corpse monster, you can produce corpse fire and burn everything.

In my opinion, your corpse fire is pure yin in name, but in fact it is a kind of yang from the cathode. "

Since the angel's heart has been activated, the old money hangs in the purple mansion like half the sun.

Naturally, he blurted out this truth.

"Well, it makes sense. Old Qian, you have made a lot of progress in your cultivation level."

Turtle was also born in Maoshan, and he knew a lot about these theoretical things.

It's just that the fact that one's own corpse fire has been promoted in the words recorded in the "Tianhui Temple" of the yang is too subverting the common sense that turtles understand in the many classics of the Maoshan School.

"Even if we work hard to break the walls of the Tianhui Temple and enter the Tianhui Temple, the things that are of great benefit will not be our turn.

Although the things on this wall are of a lower grade, as long as they are comprehended, they are truly theirs.

Old Qian, thanks to you this time. "

The turtle sighed contentedly.

After seeing the shocking power of ten master overseers and the power of the crying ghosts, the turtle has shortened the hope of this trip to Tiansha City to a minimum.

The turtle is really satisfied to be able to get the advice of the old money, and to understand in the strokes on the wall.

Old Qian's heart was turning.

Sure enough, because I have the heart of an angel, so the strokes on the wall, the strokes corresponding to the heart of the angels, I can comprehend the strokes that do not correspond to the heart of the angels, I will ignore it.

If the angel's heart is fully lit up, it is possible to carry other powers and try to enlighten it.

However, this angel's heart has several layers!

Can the writing and strokes on this wall really support the multiple layers of the angel's heart to light up?

Especially the very core of the angel's heart, even if one's own divine mind is fully activated, it can't be detected clearly.

Alas, inferior goods are inferior goods.

Old Qian sighed.

He has the same view as the turtle. It can be carved outside the walls of the Tianhui Hall. Anyone can visit. Anyone can understand what kind of high-end goods can be?

Alas, people's gains are completely matched with their own strengths. The kind of plot of the weak taking advantage of the strong from the sky-defying is probably a matter of tens of thousands of characters exploding.

The time of the day soon arrived.

The first group has been bombarded, and it's the second group's turn.

Lao Qian was assigned to the Yang group in the second group and was responsible for tackling tough problems.

This time Lao Qian and Turtle didn't say anything, and honestly followed the assignment of the second group leader.

However, the leader of the second group was an old acquaintance of Lao Qian, Elder Jasmine from Qingniu Mountain.

Purple-haired rosy face with noble demeanor.

A colorful umbrella, with colorful apertures appearing in circles, the lightsaber that will strike in the future is blocked by layers.

The incoming three-color lightsaber cracked, broken, and shattered in the layer after layer of colorful aperture.

Like a picture of a lady with purple hair holding an umbrella, walking gracefully among the three-color lightsaber that rushes in.

At first, it was quite pleasing to the eyes, and it was also a scene when monks were working hard.

However, Elder Jasmine recognized the old money at a glance, the monk who had fought against the white jade bridge in the shining secret realm, and robbed the angel's heart abruptly.

Although due to the deterrence of the top ten supervisors, he dared not openly fight the old money, but in the eyes of the old money, it was cold and unkind.

During the rotation of the colorful circles, three-color lightsabers came in intentionally or unintentionally. Under the ingenious collision of countless colorful circles, the lightsabers that came in went straight to the old money.

Lao Qian was constantly releasing the multiple sword explosions of the car, adding to the joint attack, but also constantly dispelling the three-color lightsaber that struck, cursing this stinky lady in his heart, so holding a grudge, and wearing small shoes for Laozi.

See how Lao Tzu lights up the two outermost layers of the angel's heart!

Having said that, the three-color lightsaber that came from the attack was extremely solid. It seemed that the material it made up was light, but it was harder than gold and iron.

Every three-color lightsaber, coupled with the incomparable speed, the old money must cut more than 20 swords in an instant, a series of cyan sword shadows, connected in a straight line, generally point on the incoming sword shadow

To smash the incoming lightsaber into pieces of light

Surround the old money and make the old money look like a bare man.

The overseers turned a blind eye to Elder Jasmine’s deliberate counterattack of banning restrictions and deliberately led the lightsaber to Qian Xing.

Everyone has face, it's just the level of face.

Obviously, in the eyes of the overseers, Elder Jasmine is also a god-level monk. Her face is much greater than that of Lao Qian, who is not even a god-level monk.

Therefore, as long as Elder Jasmine leads the second group well, he will do his best to attack the walls of Tianhui Hall.

The overseers would not care about her grievances with a little monk.

"How can he do this!"

Vidona's crescent eyebrows raised, and she was about to get up.

However, Vidona quickly did it reluctantly, with gentle eyes that could talk, she looked at the pink girl Haili pitifully.

Vidona knew that she had entrusted the blessing of the pink girl Haili, so she did not join the coolie team.

If you want to express an opinion, you are not qualified.

Only the girl in pink, Hai Li, can this stop Elder Jasmine's public revenge behavior.

"Silly girl, if he can't even stand this test, even if he enters the Temple of Heavenly Wisdom, it will be a dead end."

Hailey patted Vidona's head affectionately, but thought helplessly in her heart: "Silly girl, if I tell you now that it is impossible for you and him, would you hate me forever?"

Old Qian couldn't help but think of a "Thousand Miles Red" red light mysterious that he had seized before.

This thousand miles of red and mysterious, with a very long range, suitable for sneak attack and blockade.

However, the old money disliked the condensed degree of the red light beam, which was still not enough, and he was powerless to do anything when he encountered a powerful defense method.

After these lightsabers were crushed, the fragments of the lightsabers would condense and not disperse, if they were frozen, they were just collected and used to cultivate the "thousand-mile red" red light mystery.

Hey, you old woman, you want to make me perfect!

Mad at you!

The old money is constantly urging his sword art to bombard the wall hundreds of meters away.

Mouth opened wide, just a suck!

The three-color lightsaber fragments surrounding Old Qian, like being swept by a whirlwind, all rushed into Old Qian's belly.

After an instant, the fragments surrounding the old Qian disappeared completely.

Old Qian raised his eyebrows, and shook his head at Elder Jasmine twice, with a purely triumphant expression.

Elder Jasmine was angry, and while the colorful umbrella in his hand was spinning again and again, more three-color lightsabers were put in and went straight to the old money.

If it weren't for the monks standing in a dense formation, they were afraid that the lightsaber attacked by the old money would lead to other monks and destroy the plan of bombarding the wall.

I'm afraid this elder Jasmine will lead half of the three-color lightsaber above Old Qian's head.

One day urging the sword light bombardment passed, the old Qian did not show a trace of fatigue at all, except for pretending to take twice to replenish his spiritual power.

Let Elder Jasmine, with suspicious eyes, turned and turned on Old Qian's face.

"Could it be that he took the angel's heart for himself?

Impossible, without the secret method of the Lord's Temple of Justice, it is impossible for an outsider to use the heart of an angel in such a short period of time!

Absolutely impossible! "

There used to be an upper **** who majored in the mysticism of the Holy Light system, trying to crack the mystery of the angel's heart without the secret method of the main temple ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, and use the angel's heart as his own.

However, the time he spent is calculated in a hundred years!

After hundreds of years, the power he can exert the angel's heart is nothing but a two-winged angel.

"Rubbish!"

This upper **** who originally belonged to the temple system made such an evaluation when he returned the angel's heart borrowed from the temple to the temple.

However, he himself, shortly afterwards, disappeared from the plane of gallons, and no one saw him again.

In Elder Jasmine’s suspicious gaze, Qian Shiran walked back to his wicker chair. After the day’s work was over, there was a third group. The two-day rest period brought by the first group was enough to take part in it. Enlightenment.

The days just passed by.

The hole in the wall of Tianhui Hall has expanded to a radius of three meters and is more than four meters deep.

Another thirty days passed.

Greer and the others, after looking at the shots of other cultivators thoroughly, and after having a rough assessment in their hearts, they finally came to sit with the leader and the others.

"Leader and the others are so relaxed and leisurely. Could it be that they have given up their pursuit of the treasures in the Tianhui Palace?"

Greer and the other monks were very confused, because from the attitude of the old money and turtles, it seemed that there was no trace of the spirit of striving for improvement.

At this moment, Old Qian opened his eyes!

Two extremely bright golden lights flashed through Old Qian's eyes!

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