The blue luan bird of Nuwa's family

Chapter 57 Teaching and Learning, Chasing and Killing
The elegant figure took the wind and left.

At this moment, there was no smile on Mingyu's face, his heart was a little heavy, and his eyes were full of worry.

Of the two people closest to him, one is stepping into the immeasurable catastrophe, and the other will also go down the mountain in the near future.

Even if Mingyu came from a later life, she knew that if nothing happened to the two of them, they would be able to survive the catastrophe safely.

But under the catastrophe, are there still few variables?Who can guarantee that the ending will be as he expected?
His appearance is a variable, a "fixed number" known to a variable, so will this "fixed number" still be a "fixed number"?

For a moment, Mingyu's thoughts were numb.

After Fuxi left Fengqi Mountain, Nuwa took out the red embroidered knife and sat under the plane tree.

She looked at the worried young man in front of her, and said softly: "Next, you sit next to me and feel it carefully. This is the second apprenticeship ceremony I give you."

After Nuwa finished speaking, she closed her eyes.

The great river of good fortune rushes out, and the divine light of good fortune shows the wonder of vitality, and the law of good fortune is woven in the void.

Then, the domineering, fierce, and powerful saber energy spreads in all directions, and the meaning of annihilation hits the face.

Mingyu sat firmly beside Nuwa, watching with eyes, comprehending with spirit, and comprehending with heart.

There is no verbal communication between the two, but this does not hinder the teaching and learning between master and apprentice.

The master leads the door, and the practice is personal.

Mingyu has chosen her own path, and what Nvwa has to do is to use her own path as a reference for her to learn from.How much he can realize depends on himself, and Nuwa doesn't care now.

Now she is giving lectures to teach, and she is also giving lectures to build momentum.

The moment the momentum is achieved is the time to go down the mountain!
When Mingyu observes the avenue of good fortune, what he sees is a myriad of vitality; when he looks at the avenue of swords, what he sees is the destruction of all living beings.

Good fortune is life, and the knife is death; life can be yang, death can be yin; the transformation of yin and yang is infinitely interesting, and the companionship of life and death is an endless magic.

In Mingyu's pure white Lingtai world, the Dao tree of life is shining brightly, and in the yin and yang soil under the Dao tree, there is the power of yin and yang reversed.

Under the yin and yang soil, at the position corresponding to the Dao of Life tree, a tree of extinction that represents death is quietly growing.

The yin and yang transform life to control life, and the extreme of life and death control life.

At this moment, Mingyu's understanding of the Dao of Life went a step further!
Even though Nuwa didn't open her eyes, she could feel the change in Mingyu.

A smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

That's good, she can go down the mountain with peace of mind.

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In the 3th year when Fuxi descended from the mountain, the great war spread to the southwest of the prehistoric region, and this unworldly land finally encountered the flames of war.

The flames of war continue to spread, and a group of people is constantly advancing.

In a valley, the blood-clothed Taoist seems to have discovered something new, and he is studying it endlessly.It's just that he's a little breathless.

"Senior Panwang is unreliable, isn't it enough to feed some blood? How many tens of thousands of years have you fed this? How do you feel that this golden cicada has not been fed yet!"

The blood-clothed Taoist threw down the newly discovered strange object on his finger, took out the golden cicada from his sleeve, looked at it carefully for a moment, and sighed helplessly.

He is a mighty Luo Jinxian, and he feels that he is almost sucked dry by this golden cicada, how can there be any reason for this?

If it wasn't for the blood-clothed Taoist's deep feeling that he was sure that the golden cicada was really useful, he would have given up on feeding it a long time ago.

But after thinking about it, he had already fed so much blood, if he gave up now, the blood-clothed Taoist would have a little liver pain.

So it was so exhausting, but he really didn't expect it to take such a long time.

Just when the blood-clothed Taoist was having a headache, a murderous intent suddenly appeared, and the blood-clothed Taoist was happy instead of angry.

"Hahahaha, poor Taoist is so confused, whoever said to use his own blood, can't it be delivered to the door?
Where is fellow daoist?Come out quickly and let Pindao see if your body has enough blood!"

The blood-clothed Taoist is looking for the enemy with a killing sword in his hand, extremely arrogant.

The creatures in the dark had obviously never seen such an arrogant prey, and they became suspicious, thinking it was a fraud.

Turn around and leave, why bother with this one, can't change it?
But he wanted to leave, but the blood-clothed Taoist would not let him go.

The blood-clothed Taoist swung his sword with his left hand and slashed at him, forcing him to show up.

"Hey! Fellow Daoist, what kind of breed is this? Is the body big? Let Pindao slash two swords and observe."

The blood-clothed Taoist saw that he was in a Taoist state, and couldn't see his real body clearly for a while, so he yelled loudly.

The creature struck out with one hand, a golden light suddenly appeared, then turned and ran away.

The blood-clothed Taoist stepped on the red lotus bodyguard and chased after him, shouting while chasing:
"Fellow daoist, don't run away, don't be afraid, the poor are very talkative, just want to ask for some blood from fellow daoist."

Hearing the words, the living beings tore apart the space and fled with all their might.

For a while, the blood-clothed Taoist really couldn't catch up.

But it's not easy to come across a blood bag delivered to the door, and the blood-clothed Taoist can make him run away?

Swinging the two killing swords of Yuantu Abi, he slashed towards the void, and the void continued to collapse in the direction of the fleeing creatures.

"Fellow Daoist, don't run away, there is a way out!"

Seeing that the blood-clothed Taoist was chasing after him, the creatures in front hurriedly urged their own tokens to send a message.

A powerful force came from afar, and a huge strange beast soared into the sky, roaring.

The whole body is red and looks like a leopard. Its five tails flick to shatter the floating clouds, and one single horn contains mighty power, like a divine sword trying to pierce the sky.

Seeing the strange beast, the creature hurriedly shouted: "King!"

Seeing the group's advance being chased and killed by the strange beast, the unicorn shines brightly, blocks the killing sword, and saves it.

"Roar!"

With a roar, the blood-clothed Taoist was stopped.

The blood-clothed Taoist saw the strange beast, his eyes were serious.

"hideous?"

Daluo Bazhongtian cultivation base?
The blood-clothed Taoist saw the murderous ethnic army behind him again.

He licked his dry lips, his eyes couldn't hide the excitement.

Pindao actually hates fighting and killing the most.

"Fellow Daoist, this body is not bad! Poor Dao has been suffering from severe blood shortage recently, why don't fellow Daoists lend me some?"

The blood-clothed Taoist was full of murderous aura, and his eyes were fixed on the fierce king in front of him.

King Xi couldn't understand what the Taoist in front of him who was determined to seek death was saying, but it didn't prevent him from clearing the obstacles that hindered the progress of the group.

The one horn on his head was like a divine sword out of its sheath, and bursts of divine light killed the blood-clothed Taoist.

The blood-clothed Taoist Yuantu slashed out, a burst of sword energy shattered the divine light, and Ah Bi's murderous aura intertwined.

The roar of the fierce king continued, and the sound contained supernatural powers. It was the sound of the great way, and it was very spatially distorted.

The karmic fire of the red lotus under the bloody clothes is raging to the sky, and it rolls back in ten directions, and the Taoist voice in ten directions can't help it.

"Hoohoho!"

The army of ethnic groups below roared continuously, the sound shook the world, and the aura was menacing.

The power from the race was blessed on the body of the King, and a mighty power radiated from the inside to the outside.

The fierce king stepped into the Nine Heavens with one breath, and the power of the Nine Heavens crushed the blood-clothed Taoist from top to bottom.

The blood-clothed Taoist cut the sky with two swords, one sword and one heaven, and nine swords in a row, the fierce king Jiuzhongtian was shocked by it.

The fierce king roared again and again, and landed on the ground, using the endless mighty power of the earth.

The ground cracked and the water appeared, and the water formed rivers and rushed to the sky, intending to extinguish the fire of the red lotus.

The blood-clothed Taoist couldn't stop laughing, earth water puts out karmic fire?It's a good idea, but the experience is a little short!
The karmic fire burns the body and also karma, the greater the karma, the stronger the karmic fire!
The Haunted King is a living creature in a catastrophe, how can the karma be reduced?

The void killing protruded, hit the bloody clothes directly, and came through the endless karmic fire attack.

The blood-clothed Taoist Yuanshen made a masterpiece, and hurriedly shielded the killing sword in front of him to block it!
"boom!"

The blood-clothed Taoist retreated crazily.

A white-clothed woman flashed past in the void, and immediately hid if she couldn't take a hit.

"Cruel?"

The blood-clothed Taoist held the sword in his hand and looked at the void in all directions, savagely conjoined, one light and one dark, this time it will be difficult.

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