Body maid is very enchanting

On the top of a beautiful and extraordinary mountain, only swaying pine forests, gurgling springs, moon reflecting streams, quiet and bright. %&*"; Occasionally a breeze blows by, blowing waves of blue waves.

White light suddenly appeared, and then quickly expanded into a white light egg covered with runes, and then, the light egg shattered and dissipated in the air.A monk with sword eyebrows and starry eyes and a resolute face came out and looked around slowly.

"It's actually night!"

Wang Dong looked around, saw a stone cave not far away, and it was dry inside, so he strode over.

Throwing down a few spirit stones casually, taking advantage of the momentum near the cave, he set up a trace formation and a warning formation, and then Wang Dong sat cross-legged.Such a thing happened in Langhuan Blessed Land, Wang Dong was eager to look inside at his own situation at the moment.

I sink my spiritual consciousness into the dantian, but I don't find anything strange about the dantian. Inside is a huge melting furnace, with colorful flames floating in it. All spiritual power enters the body from the surface, falls into the melting furnace, extracts the essence, and circulates throughout the body again. The cycle is endless.

And above is the Purple Mansion, where there is still only the simple flying sword floating there, standing there quietly, as if it has not changed since ancient times, but the Jinshu Shenming has disappeared.

Wang Dong raised his spiritual consciousness slowly, and when he reached the position of Tianling, Wang Dong was stunned.In the place where there was only the sea of ​​consciousness, a huge vortex of purple thunder appeared in the sky above. Small purple thunders shuttled in the vortex, and the dense air enveloped the entire area.

The purple air is hazy, a palace is immersed in the sea of ​​consciousness, and two dragons are winding and circling above the palace, spewing out five-color clouds from time to time, rushing into the purple thunder vortex, having a great time playing.

Little Wood was sitting on the top of the palace, his eyes had returned to normal, he seemed to sense Wang Dong's gaze, and blinked at Wang Dong, what he was holding in his hands was not the golden book, but what else.

"Master. i^"

A voice sounded in Wang Dong's sea of ​​consciousness, who else could it be if it wasn't Xiaomu's strange voice.

Wang Dong frowned and said, "Little Wood, what's going on?"

Little Wood put the golden book in the air, and stood up straight. The golden book had no support, and it was still floating in the air, emitting a faint golden light.

Only Xiaomu said: "The Golden Book Shenming is the key to the Temple of God, it has recognized the owner with the master's blood, and everything in the Temple of God will naturally belong to the master."

Wang Dong was speechless, he just wanted to ask why these things would inexplicably appear in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Little Mumu chuckled, but his laughter was like rubbing a steel knife on an earthen pot, it was really ugly: "Master, how can such a high-level thing in the Temple of God be warmed up in the Purple Mansion, so I just Arriving in the sea of ​​consciousness without authorization and opening up a pure land will also give us a place to settle down."

……

Wang Dong actually wanted to ask: "If you need my body, can you just shoot me to death without my permission, and then take away my body?"

"No, master, the divine voice is connected with your soul, if your soul is gone, we will be wiped out too, so don't worry, master."

Reasoning with an authority person is a very boring thing, Wang Dong simply ignores this matter, anyway, this matter is not harmful to him for the time being, but this Temple of God occupies the sea of ​​​​consciousness, where is Lao Jin?

"Hehe, you have a conscience, but the reason why this sea of ​​consciousness is called the sea is because it is vast and boundless. This Temple of God only occupies a small part. I am in a deeper place..."

"This little wood can't feel you?" Wang Dong frowned slightly, as if he could feel his own consciousness as long as he thought for a while, why didn't he know where Jin Lao was?

Jin Lao said with a smile: "This little piece of wood is just a puppet. Only when it concerns your safety, or in other words, as long as you need something, can he feel your thoughts. He is the one who knows what you don't want him to know. I won't know, but I can have independent thinking, I will know what I want to know, and I won't hear what I don't want to know..."

Wang Dong's face was ashen. When the time came to oxox with his sister, wouldn't this silver-handed old Jin know about it?

Sensing Wang Dong's thoughts, Lao Jin laughed loudly: "Don't worry, boy, I don't want to know about your crap. I think back then, when a dragon ruled all the beauties in the world, you didn't know Where is it……"

At Jin Lao's stage, naturally he wouldn't talk nonsense, Wang Dong felt relieved, thought about it, and said to the little wood: "That means that I am your master now, and the items in the Temple of God are also mine." ?”

Xiaomu said that the Temple of God can inherit the way of heaven, and it is the property of Xuantian Nine Spirits and Gods, but the things in it are amazing, heavenly materials and earthly treasures?Divine alchemy?No, no, if you don't take out a fairy artifact, you will be sorry for the three words of the Temple of God.

Little Wood shook his head, his neck creaked, he didn't know if it was because of the lack of lubricating oil or something, but he heard it say: "Master's current authority is not enough, and he can't open the temple for the time being. If he wants to get the inheritance of heaven, he needs to further improve his strength. .”

"Then when is it enough? Foundation building? Jindan? Or Nascent Soul?" Wang Dong thought that this divine cry was a supernatural power, and even Jin Lao secretly praised it. The key to the Temple of God alone can have such a magical effect. It is so powerful, how powerful should the Temple of God be?

"To drive the Temple of God, the master's cultivation must be at least at the stage of becoming a god." As soon as Xiao Muzhu made a sound, Wang Dong was speechless.

Deity?

"However, the Temple of God has many functions. Starting from the golden core, it will be opened to the master one after another every time the master reaches a great level." Xiaomu said so many words, only this sentence is the most beautiful.

Only then did Wang Dong heave a sigh of relief. It seems that the Temple of God is not free. When he has formed the alchemy, what will he open to himself?Could it be a fairy artifact?Or is it some kind of exercise that increases strength while sleeping?An ancient secret technique is also fine!

Wang Dong has the urge to knock a few more Heavenly Stem Pills and immediately form them...

However, relying on his supreme willpower, Wang Dong still suppressed this kind of thinking, building the foundation and building the foundation, the most important thing is to build a good foundation, don't be greedy for momentary joy!This is also why the general big sects only recruit monks in the foundation stage. Once the alchemy is successfully formed and the golden alchemy road is achieved, the foundation has become a foregone conclusion, and the foundation cannot be laid again, and then the future achievements will be finalized...

"Master, there is one more thing."

"Tell me." Wang Dong was in a good mood, and the appearance of this little wood became a little bit cute. Seeing him with a nose and eyes, it's really nice.

"Master, as your housekeeper, in the future, if you have alchemy, refining weapons, repairing magic weapons, and other chores, I will leave it to Xiaomu. Xiaomu will help you with everything. You just need to concentrate on cultivation."

Perhaps because he was afraid that Wang Dong wouldn't believe it, he waved the little piece of wood casually, and I don't know how he did it. He saw a colorful flame floating on his fingertips, cheering and dancing like an elf, and instantly turned into three flames. The flowers form horns to support a furnace tripod.

Although I don't know what kind of flame it is, but it looks pretty good, even the Nascent Soul cultivator's baby fire is inferior, but the little wood is so proficient in using it...

Wang Dong finally believed that he really found a treasure...