One person is the ancestor of all Dharmas

Chapter 139

Even though it is not in official operation, just by watching the recombination of the materials polished by himself, he can already understand the significance of this self-cultivation furnace to him.

Perhaps it is the perfect self-cultivation stove that I can theoretically achieve.

This kind of thing can be judged by my intuition as a craftsman...

Ma Xianhong stretched out his hand and gently groped the brand-new furnace wall, the information in his eyes could not be concealed, this was what he had been pursuing all along.

"Since you won't die if you don't hit the south wall, then I can only satisfy your idea. You can enjoy this thing by yourself, but what I want to say is that its restrictions still exist." Huang Sheng repeated, pointing out again Limitations of this Slim Furnace.

Although I got rid of the dependence on the furnace holder, it still can't solve the squeeze on lifespan, because that's the original idea.

For those ordinary people, if they want to take this path, they must face a choice between maintaining their lifespan and obtaining extraordinary power. For them, this is already going against the sky, and naturally they have to pay a price.

"Speaking of which, did you tell you about those root organs?" Huang Sheng asked this question again out of curiosity.

I have already told the other party about the problem of this path before, according to his character, he should not be someone who would choose to hide the truth for the sake of a few inferior organs, and that would deviate from his original intention.

But this time when I came to Biyou Village, I didn't seem to see any of the lower root organs disappeared, which meant that no one chose to restore their status as ordinary people.

"I've already talked with them, and at the same time I didn't transform them." Ma Xianhong was a little helpless, because the other party's previous estimate on this matter was indeed correct.

Even after explaining how powerful they are, these people still didn't choose to turn back. It wasn't because they had the consciousness of dying after hearing the truth, but more likely because of their greed for this power.

To return to ordinary life is to lose everything.

This makes them a little reluctant to look back, even if they may regret it in the future, it is estimated that at that time they will definitely not blame themselves for not making the right choice.

Ma Xianhong sighed heavily, and patted the self-cultivation furnace with his palm.

To be honest, I do have some regrets, and regret making changes for them. Their current mentality is not a qualified alien, and they will not have the opportunity to bridge the gap between aliens and ordinary people as I thought.

They still retain the consciousness of ordinary people, but possess the power of aliens, and they are beginning to understand this.

Let that guy perfect the final furnace for self-cultivation, perhaps just to fulfill one of his wishes, and also to use it to complete the last thing for himself, and then there is nothing to worry about.

Huang Sheng silently looked at Ma Xianhong's slightly sad back, and stepped back silently, letting him think about it for himself.

In the end, the other party half agreed to his request, but he didn't want to join Quanxing directly, but was willing to go to the valley with him to see what else was there.

As a price, I need to build this complete self-cultivation stove for it, which is naturally a matter of course for me.

At the same time, the divine machine hundred exercises was also handed over to him.

Although it is no longer useful to me, but this thing was originally part of the transaction between the two parties, so I didn't bother to refuse, and I just added a magic weapon for storing things as a gift.

Huang Sheng ignored Ma Xianhong who was concentrating on observing the self-cultivation furnace, but looked down the mountain.

someone is coming.

One person pushed a wheelchair and walked slowly towards the mountain, while another person followed behind.

"Mr. Ma, did you call?" Huang Sheng raised his eyebrows, looked at the young man on the wheelchair mountain, and saw the problem with him at a glance.

Then he turned his head to look at the self-cultivation furnace, and asked, "You asked me to recast this self-cultivation furnace just for him?"

"Yes, according to my understanding of the structure of the self-cultivation furnace, it should be able to do a little, but if it is guided by a warlock, it should be able to do better..." Ma Xianhong turned his head hesitantly, still worried that the other party would directly Deny this thing.

However, to my surprise, I saw a face with slight disgust and disdain.

"It's just getting out of the interior scene, so why bother?" Huang Sheng felt a little puzzled, and turned his gaze back to the young man.

Bi Yuan and the others naturally noticed the two people inside the door, but none of them spoke, just continued walking up silently.

The old woman also restrained herself from asking too many questions, but she still had great expectations in her heart. She visited many places by herself, and this might be the end point she had been looking for.

"Master, the person has brought it here, please take a look..." Bi Yuan took the wheelchair and pushed the person over.

However, Ma Xianhong still didn't move, but cast his eyes on Huang Sheng. Bi Yuan was a little dazed by the other's move, but after a little thought, he still didn't say anything.

He just turned around silently and pushed towards the sloppy Taoist.

"Tsk..." Huang Sheng made a sound of tsk from time to time, groping his chin, and seemed to be a little interested, and then walked up to take a closer look at the dull-eyed, somewhat stupid young man.

After confirming his conclusion, he rubbed Zhao Nian's head with his hand, "I said, then I'll be rude."

"Okay, then let me help you send people to the furnace?"

"No, it doesn't need to be so troublesome..." Huang Sheng waved his hand, then raised his arm, and slapped it.

Snapped--

A loud slap landed on the opponent's cheek.

Zhao Nian flew up from the wheelchair, spun several times in the air, and finally landed on the ground with a bang, one side of his face quickly began to swell.

Everyone, including Ma Xianhong, was stunned. They didn't expect this guy to come out like this.

Ma Xianhong's mouth twitched, and he didn't know what to say.

My original intention was to hope that he could serve as the burner of the self-cultivation furnace and help Zhao Nian get out of the Nei Jing, but I didn't expect that the other party would beat him directly, which was a bit unexpected.

Of course, he still didn't make any drastic moves.

In the end, it was the old woman who reacted first. After she screamed, she didn't find fault first, but hurried to Zhao Nian's side to check the injury.

The body and bones of my own children are no better than these strangers.

Being thrown from such a high place, she would be seriously injured no matter what, but she dared not vent the grievance in her heart here, because she knew that the people here were all people she couldn't afford to offend.

However, when he hugged his child, he found that the dull face changed for the first time.

"Hey, eh..."

"Xiao Nian, are you awake?"

(End of this chapter)