This is the last month that the Hanging Temple stays in Southern Xinjiang, and today is finally the time to leave. During this period, Li Mo and Ying Bing have visited the caves of various tribes together, bringing the glory of the Jade Phoenix God to each tribe, fulfilling their original promise. The sunshine of early winter, even if it is emitted by three suns together, has not brought a little warmth to the house. "Princess Jiang has made great progress recently." Li Mo opened his eyes, In this month, sixty of the seventy-two changes have been completed, and there are twelve changes left, and he found that the changes in the seventy-two changes can actually be projected into the small world. Of course, that is still not life. So Princess Jiang had many more sparring partners, and many more partners who could not speak, and she learned a lot of swordsmanship from them, and then obediently handed them over to the master, asking the teacher for guidance. Tianzun Xiao Li said that your swordsmanship no longer needs to be changed by others, and everything should follow your heart. This is Bingtuozi's evaluation of Li Mo's recent swordsmanship.
"It's been a thousand years since I realized martial arts." "I don't have any martial arts that I'm in a hurry to learn recently." Li Mo looked at the aquatic creatures playing outside the window and took a quick inventory of the gains from recent investments in the system space. There are only three gold mountains left, and they haven't recovered to their peak. But he is still Li, rich and powerful, Mo. Because in the feedback given by the monsters, there are mostly various rare treasures, such as huge pearls...Sinking gold red sandalwood...Cold smoke jade...If these things are converted into money, the exact value is unknown, but it is definitely enough for the richest man in Yunzhou to take two quick-acting heart-saving pills. There are also many natural treasures and rare elixirs of excellent quality. "Bingtuozi should have almost finished refining the Jade Phoenix God..." Just thinking so. [Congratulations to the host for successfully investing in 'Yingbing' to help him refine the Jade Phoenix God. 】 [Investment feedback]: "Gilded Creation Seal." "Bingtuozi completely refined the Jade Phoenix God?!" A delicate little seal covered with mysterious tadpole patterns appeared in Li Mo's palm, and he couldn't help but feel excited. With the gilded creation seal. Can the "Wukong Seeking the Way" be upgraded? He subconsciously took out the God-viewing Picture and took a deep breath. Pah-- The Creation Seal came into contact with the God-viewing Picture, but it was different from before. Nothing happened.
"Huh?" Student Li didn't believe it and covered it again. Pah-- Still no movement. "Strange." Li Mo was confused. First of all, there is no problem with the "Wukong Seeking the Way" because he drew it himself, and it was also upgraded with the Creation Seal later, and he has been comprehending it for so long. I have seen Monkey King, so there must be no problem. A Creation Seal produced by the system? Then there is no problem. So which link is wrong? "Could it be... that I can't upgrade because of myself?" Li Mo thought about it, but couldn't come up with an answer. So he put away the seal of creation and walked to the window in the early winter morning light. Then he saw Ying Bing sitting quietly by the water drinking tea, her profile was flawless, and her moon-white skin looked even whiter under the pale sunlight, as if seeing her was seeing the first snow of winter. Li Mo picked up the teacup and took a sip. "Bingtuozi, if you observe the lower form at the beginning, can you make it become the upper form later?" "Of course you can." Ying Bing glanced at him, observing the young man, and then whispered: "If a person is very talented, and the lower form is not worthy of him, then after he perfects the lower form, he can make it become the middle form." "This is extremely difficult. Even if the talent is high, it may take a lifetime, but it is not that no one has done it." Sect Master? Li Mo thought of the Lord of the Qingyuan Sect who transformed from a swallow into a wild bird. He couldn't help but think. The seal of creation didn't help him to continue to deduce, maybe because he hasn't completed the "Wukong Seeking the Way" yet? Or because some necessary conditions are still missing? It seems that he can only complete the 72 transformations first, comprehend the somersault cloud, and then try again... There will always be a way to get to the mountain. What is his will always be his, so there is no need to rush.
If he is in a hurry, what will happen to those who start with a low form and only get a middle form in their lifetime? In his heart, he warned himself not to be greedy, and Li Mo smiled again: "Bingtuozi, guess what form I want to deduce?" "What?" "Ultimate form!" "Then I'll wait for you to become the first person to deduce the form of the Great Dao." Looking at the boy's serious nonsense, Ying Bing held his chin with one hand, with a little helplessness in his eyes. The childishness is coming again..... Huh? Li Mo was stunned when he heard this. So what Bingtuozi meant was that no one had ever transformed the extreme form into the Great Dao Divine Form by themselves? Does that mean that the Great Dao Divine Forms were all born naturally between heaven and earth? At this time, there was a sudden movement at the entrance of the cave. The demon kings and demons who were preparing to return to their clans came to say goodbye with their clansmen. "Thank you, Tian Jiao, thank you, Qingluan Goddess." "In the future, if you need help in Nanjiang, you must come to our Giant Whale Clan." "Please accept these sea ginsengs..." Come if you want, and bring gifts. ........ At the same time. Nanjiang, Senluo Valley. This place is filled with poisonous miasma and mist all year round. Even if you inhale a small amount of it in the Observation God Realm, your life will be in danger. In the stone hall above, several candlelights illuminated the darkness. A dozen groups of shamans wearing bronze masks climbed up the steps. If Li Mo were here, he would have seen that the shaman he saw last time was among them. At this moment, Han Zhen, who was wearing a blood robe, was sitting under the bronze tree in the stone hall, one of his arms was empty. "Have all the power of all sentient beings been collected?" Han Zhen squinted his eyes and sniffed. The clouds and mist on the cloud-patterned jade objects in the hands of the priests seemed to become real, gathering around him. I don't know if it was an illusion, but his complexion became rosier. "Yes, there are more than before. How did you do it?"
"Because all the sons of gods have gone to Xuankong Temple." A priest held the jade and said. "Well, if we count the time, they will soon be back from Xuankong Temple." Han Zhen spit out the bad breath in his chest. After losing the blood phoenix essence, he had long thought about the jade phoenix god, which was something that the great merchant sent to the sky and stored in the Xuankong Temple. Helpless and pedantic, Shang Qinqing and the bald donkey were of the same mind, otherwise he wouldn't have let Shitara and the others get it. tread-- A crow with blood-red eyes crossed the poisonous miasma and flew into the stone palace, transforming into a thin and pale middle-aged man. "Why did you come back by yourself?" This fourth-level demon king was sent by Han Zhen to take care of Chitaro and the others. The Demon King is equivalent to the human race's strong legal body, which is enough for him no matter what. "Chitaro is dead." "Where is anyone else?" "It's all the same." "impossible!" Han Zhen stood up quickly. It is possible that Shitara himself ran away with the Jade Phoenix God. There were so many divine sons of the Hidden Dragon List, and they absorbed the power of so many living beings, as well as the means he gave them. How could everyone die in the fight for the Jade Phoenix God? "Where is the Jade Phoenix God?" Han Zhen glanced at the broken bronze sacred tree. It seemed that he was also sure of the matter, and said in a cold tone. "Obtained by Wu Mo from the Mingjiao Clan and Luan Bing from the Qingluan Clan." The middle-aged man transformed into a black crow whispered. ink? ! ice? ! ! ! And these two words exploded in his ears like a bolt from the blue. "What do they look like?!" Han Zhen's voice became sharper. "..." The middle-aged black crow plucked two of his own feathers. The feathers spontaneously ignited without fire and burned to black ashes. Ashes lay on the ground, outlining their appearance.
Han Zhen was stunned. ..... ps: Gift list fourteen, the charges and gifts from the audience were so overwhelming that I rushed to the street to worship him.