Reborn as a wolf

Chapter 92 Tang Hui Exits

The Great Sage Monkey King practiced for 49 days in the Eight Diagrams Furnace of Taishang Laojun. After leaving the customs, he kicked down the Bagua Furnace and was burnt to ashes. But why was the bull demon king's son Honghai'er spouting fire during the journey to the West, and he burned so painfully that he was dying?

The former is a Sanqing sage, and the latter is at most a demon king in the alchemy stage. The gap is as big as a world of difference, but the effect is quite dramatic. Seeing the whole leopard at a glance is enough to prove that the so-called Journey to the West Seeking the scriptures is nothing more than a farce in which the saints of Taoism and Buddhism divide up the merits of the world.

But now Tang Hui is using his body as a half-immortal to make a gossip furnace, using countless high-grade pills stolen by Yaowanggu as auxiliary materials, using the 2-year-old eight-leaf dragon flower as the main material, and Liulijing from the fire of heavenly calamity. Fire is the kindling, and the spirit of the holy fetus and the essence of the holy fetus of the 72-hole demon king are used as the medicine, and they practice hard for 81 days, intending to achieve their own golden elixir.

Whether it is the spiritual power of the five elements in Tang Hui's internal organs or the demon power in the lower dantian, they are all extracted, and under the burning of the glazed fire, they condense together bit by bit to form colorful sticky matter.

It's like a pair of invisible hands in Tang Hui's dantian, kneading this colorful sticky substance into a pill shape, the pills are getting rounder and more moist, and at the last moment of ninety-nine and 81 days, finally Become a colorful "golden pill".

The next step is the golden core catastrophe.

Tang Hui was fully prepared, holding the Houtian Lingbao Longquan sword in his hand, intending to break through the robbery cloud with a heroic sword, but after waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the sky above Yangming Lake, and everything was calm.

How is this going?

What about the golden core catastrophe?

Shouldn't dark clouds overwhelm the city?Lightning and thunder?Or other calamities are fine too!

The thunder calamity in the Dharma commoning stage, the fire calamity in the transformation stage, but how could there be no movement at all in the alchemy stage?

Even in the Tongue Pulling Hell of Bibotan Life and Death Disillusionment Formation in Mount Jiuhua, there were palm-sized dark clouds floating above his head, and a symbolic strike of lightning once or twice burned off a few wolf hairs.

But why did the golden elixir catastrophe not come?

Could this be the calm before the storm?

Tang Hui waited until the sky darkened and dawn dawned again, but there was still no movement in Yangming Lake.

"Damn, isn't this playing me?"

Tang Hui cursed and waited for a day and a night, but there was no sign of the catastrophe of the golden elixir. Tang Hui tried to mobilize the spiritual power in the "Golden elixir", but with a "click", the colorful "Golden elixir" exploded Like a dream bubble, it was gently shattered and turned into nothing.

The pill formation failed.

At the same time, it announced that the countless elixirs stolen from the God of Medicine Sect, the eight-leaf dragon flower worth 72 top-grade spirit stones, and the vitality and essence of the poisonous toad, one of the [-] cave demon kings, all disappeared.

The few middle-grade spirit stones used to maintain the formation, after a full hundred days, finally consumed all the spirit power in them, and the water of Yangming Lake quickly fell.

bankrupted.

If he hadn't relied on his half-immortal body, Tang Hui might have been directly crushed to death by the bottom pressure of Yangming Lake, or drowned by the water of Yangming Lake.

Tang Hui's current mood is the same as that of Yangming Lake, a pool of stagnant water without any waves, allowing the water of Yangming Lake to submerge him, Tang Hui even has the idea of ​​suicide.

why?

Why is the newly condensed golden core broken so easily?And the miserable green golden pill of poisonous toad, one of the 72 cave demon kings, is really so hard?

The gap between the two is like a world of difference.

Tang Hui wandered in Yangming Lake, closed his eyes and closed his six senses, thinking hard about the reason for the failure.

The golden elixir of a cultivator is the trinity of essence, qi, and god. Is it because you have not integrated your soul into the golden elixir?Or is it because one's state of mind is not up to the golden core stage?Or is it because the top-grade panacea is not high enough at all, and the top-grade panacea is needed?

Tang Hui searched his guts to find the answer. At this moment, he still remembered the sermon given by Daozu Hongjun of Zixiao Palace in the Chaos Sea 33 days away. Is it because he has not determined his own "Tao"?

Tang Hui asked himself, why did he want to form a golden pill so eagerly?

Seeking Taoism and longevity?Shit!

This bastard is for the sake of "before the Golden Core, Yuan Yang cannot be released", in order to achieve the Golden Core as soon as possible, break away from the ranks of old virgins, and follow Ye Yingxiu to be happy and happy, turning clouds and rains.

Only those who can form golden elixir are ghosts!

Tang Hui slowly opened his eyes, smiled wryly, and said to himself: "Do you want me to swing the sword to cut the thread of love?"

……

On the shore of Yangming Lake.

A graceful new snow arrived unexpectedly. The snowflakes were not big, timid and soft. Compared with the majestic goose feather snow last year, it seemed much more pleasant.

Tang Hui's small building adjacent to Yangming Lake has always been like a forbidden place. After the building is vacant, no one cares about it. Only Tang Yan spends a little time every day meditating and practicing for Tang Hui to clean it herself, making it spotless.

I stayed for an hour or two, standing at the window, dazed, not knowing what to think.

No one asked without authorization, why did the elder sister stay in the master's room, lost in thought.

The banks of Yangming Lake are full of small boats, densely packed. It is a joyful thing for the direct descendants of the Ye family or the relatives and family members of the Ye family to go out on the lake, cook wine and enjoy the snow on the small boats, but there are many small boats. , Just like a chessboard going down to the end, the chess pieces are numerous and starry, and the beautiful things are not as wonderful as expected.

At this moment, there is a beautiful woman with a sword standing in the gazebo by the lake. Her appearance is so upside down, but her temperament is gentle and elegant, which makes people want to conquer more and more. The woman is wrapped in a white fox fur that is worth thousands of dollars. , holding a purple long sword like a sculpture, has been motionless for three months without eating or drinking.

Ye Yingxiu was undoubtedly the one who stood up and practiced sword.

In the entire Ye family, only Ye Yingxiu found a unique way to sharpen the way of swordsmanship.

A month ago, based on the principle that the palms of the hands and the backs of the hands are all meat or the principle of maximizing profits, Ye Jitian, the head of the Ye family, crushed a porcelain bottle of "Xianmai Pill", diluted it with warm water, and evenly distributed it to more than 300 direct and collateral members present. My son, give everyone a copy of the "Entraining Qi Jue", and beg Tang Yan to give more "Xunqi Pills", so that each person has one pill.

Tang Yan conveniently handed over the rest of the Xunqi Pill that the master gave her, and gave it all to Ye Jitian. Anyway, this low-grade pill "Xunqi Pill" is of no use to her.

The Ye family in Jingzhou has become the cradle for cultivators. As for how many children under the age of 14 find the sense of aura, it depends on their own fortune.

After the dilution of the "Washing Marrow Pill", the transformed spiritual root can only be regarded as a pseudo-spiritual root, at most a second-class or a D-class spiritual root. If there is no adventure in this life, it will probably stop at the peak of Qi training.

These disciples can only be regarded as named disciples.

And Tang Yan, Ye Shaoqing, Ye Chao, and Ye Yuting are Tang Hui's disciples, or true disciples.

The head of the Ye family, Ye Jitian, was lenient towards these innocent children, and never refused them to play by the lake. Anyway, the Ye family already had Ye Yingxiu, Ye Shaoqing, Ye Chao, and Ye Yuting Zhuyu in front, and the other Ye's children could only be regarded as shams. That's all.

For Tang Hui, the master who sees the beginning and end of the dragon, the direct and collateral children of the Ye family have made many speculations. Some say that he has quietly ascended to immortality, some say that he is still in seclusion, and some say that he has left the Ye family in Jingzhou. There are different opinions. Can't agree.

Inside and outside the pavilion, there were seventeen or eight childish children playing and playing snowball fights. They were all collateral children of the Ye family who went to Jingzhou this time.

At this time, a little girl who was piercing a goat's horn seemed to be hit in the face by a boy with a strong hand during a snowball fight. In a rage, she rushed forward and gave a big smile to her peers who were laughing proudly. The leg was swept away, and the boy who grew up as a childhood sweetheart was thrown directly on the ground. The girl with horns was still puzzled. Seeing him struggling to get up, he was knocked to the ground again with a slap. After a moment, the boy sat on the ground and wailed loudly. Crying, the girl stood with her hips akimbo, looking around fiercely, with the air of a heroine who is invincible and lonely.

There is no doubt that this girl is Ye Yuting, the fourth senior sister who is said by children with first-class water attribute spiritual roots.

"Fourth Senior Sister, look quickly, there is a person lying by the lake."

One of them, a little boy about six years old with pink carvings and jade carvings, pointed to the willow trees that had accumulated a lot of snow on the shore of Yangming Lake, and said with a panicked expression, "It can't be a water ghost, right?"

"Go, go and have a look." Ye Yuting, like the eldest sister of these children, took the lead and walked towards the willow tree, and said with disdain: "I am already a cultivator, so I am afraid of water ghosts! What's more... ..."

Ye Yuting glanced at Ye Yingxiu, who was standing in the pavilion practicing sword, and didn't know what to say. Ye Yingxiu became their mistress was a sure thing, but they were not married yet, so calling her mistress openly, I'm afraid the senior sister would be offended. I am happy, so I know how to say it for a while.

Ye Yuting walked unhurriedly all the way to the willow tree by Yangming Lake, only then did she see a young man about 20 years old lying there, with shocking white hair, which surprised Ye Yuting.

I kept muttering in my heart, couldn't it really be a water ghost?

The other children didn't dare to go forward, they were more than ten meters away from that person, watching Ye Yuting cautiously.

Emboldened, Ye Yuting stepped forward and kicked the man, saying, "Hey! Are you a human or a ghost?"

The man slowly opened his eyes, looked at Ye Yuting, grinned slightly, and said, "I'm a ghost, a water ghost who drags children into the lake, are you afraid?"

Ye Yuting thumped in her heart, backed away again and again, turned to Ye Yingxiu who was standing in the pavilion practicing sword, and shouted loudly, "Sister Ye, help me! There are water ghosts!"

Ye Yingxiu, who had been motionless for three months, stepped on the ground with both feet, and shot towards him like an off-string arrow. The tip of the purple sword went straight to the man's neck and head.

The man got up slowly, raised his hands slowly, hugged Ye Yingxiu into his arms, and said in a gentle voice: "I haven't seen you for three months, so you won't kill me as soon as we meet?"

Ye Yingxiu took a closer look, who is this person Tang Hui who thinks about day and night?