Gou Zai Xiong Bing Company Plays Immortal Cultivation

Chapter 82
"I have some guesses about his seasoned background, but I'm not sure yet, so I'll put it aside for the time being."

Hongjun sipped another cup and said, "But he was sent here by the old Taoist me and Houtu in this life, just to let him refine his heart in the world of mortals!"

"If Fellow Daoist makes a move and eliminates all powerful enemies for him, how can he train his mind?"

Xiaoyu pulled two peanuts from the table, and asked, "He has inherited Pangu's law of force, so why do he need to train his mind?"

"As long as you comprehend the rules step by step, sooner or later you will become another Pangu. What's the use if you don't train your mind?"

"But if that's the case, he will stop at Pangu's original realm in this life, and he will never make any progress!"

Hongjun said with a smile: "Fellow Daoist, don't forget your Demon God oath!"

Xiaoyu who was peeling the peanut skin was taken aback for a moment, shall I go?

Although Pan Gu succeeded in opening the sky, he himself also fell.

And if Lu Qingyang could only stop at Pangu's realm, wouldn't that mean that? . .

My demon god of desire, Xiaoyu, has nothing else to do in this life, just follow behind Lu Qingyang's ass every day, and when he dies after his death, rack his brains to find a way to keep his true spirit!
Xiaoyu shivered instantly, don't wow, I don't want to live such a painful life!

"You're right," Xiaoyu put down the half-sliced ​​peanuts, and said sternly, "Lu Qingyang really should train his heart, practice hard! As long as you don't die by practicing, practice to death!"

"So, I've been staying with you fellow daoist recently, please tell them after you go back!"

"So best!"

Hongjun stroked his beard and said with a smile: "The old Taoist is going back now, fellow Taoist, you just got out of trouble, so you can rest here!"

After finishing speaking, Hongjun stood up, stepped out, and returned to the world opened up by Pangu.

At this time, in front of the stele of the Pangu ruins, Xiaojiu, Qilin, and Ruimengmeng were quietly sitting cross-legged on the ground, waiting for Lu Qingyang's inheritance to end.

Kaisha and Hexi stood in front of the stele, studying the words on it very seriously.

Hongjun's voice suddenly sounded:
"Fellow Daoist, Demon God of Desire, indulged in a few more cups of worldly drunkenness at the old Taoist place, and now he has fallen into a dream!"

"The power of alcohol can dissipate in about a year, so don't worry about it!"

Hongjun's voice faded away, and several people looked at each other in blank dismay.

Drunk in the world of mortals?
Is it a bar?
Why is the wine so strong that you have to be drunk for more than a year?

"Sister Jiu," Rui Mengmeng gave full play to her good habit of asking when she didn't understand, and asked, "What is the world drunk? Why is it so strong that you have to be drunk for more than a year?"

"I've never heard of Hongchenzui before," Xiao Jiu said with a wry smile, "But Hongjun's product must be a high-quality product, and it must be a good thing anyway!"

"Also, the palace where Hongjun is located is called Zixiao Palace, and that place is in the Great Desolate World!"

"A day in that place is a year in our place!"

Xiao Jiu has never been to Honghuang, but it does not prevent her from hearing about Honghuang from her elders.

In the prehistoric world, there are 4380 hours in a day. . .

"A day is a year?"

Rui Mengmeng's eyes widened, and she said in surprise, "Doesn't that mean that one year of prehistoric times is 365 years here?"

Xiao Jiu nodded, and said with some melancholy: "Yes! So, the super hack of the stinky Taoist priest expired before it started to be used, and we can't be arrogant!"

"This is a good thing," Keisha interrupted suddenly: "If the growth is too smooth, it will not be conducive to the later development, right?"

Xiao Jiu glanced at Kaisha in surprise, then nodded her head.

Hexi heaved a long sigh of relief, finally he didn't have to worry about Xiaoyu's children's shoes looking for bad luck for the time being. . .

However, during this period of time, we still have to establish a good relationship with Lu Qingyang. After more than 300 years, Xiaoyu will come back, so there should be someone to intercede, right?

A few people have nothing to say for a while, let's pull the timeline forward and take a look at the pig's feet.

After Xiaoyu went out, Lu Qingyang sat cross-legged deep in the ruins and began to accept the inheritance.

It is not so easy to accept the inheritance of this law. The first hurdle he faced was body tempering.

The law of strength requires one force to break through ten thousand laws. If you don't have a strong enough body, I'm afraid you won't be able to bear it before your strength hits the enemy!
So the first step in accepting the inheritance is to temper the body, not just the ordinary body temper.

The space around Lu Qingyang was already filled with chaos, and the breath of chaos washed over his body non-stop, bringing him an unbearable itching sensation, and at the same time washing away all the acquired impurities in his body.

Lu Qingyang is an acquired creature, and his body was originally composed of acquired substances, so nothing was left after this washing.

Not to mention the underpants, even the guy in the stall is gone!

But Lu Qingyang didn't panic in the slightest, because his soul was still there, and nothing about the guy on the soul was lost!
As long as the guy on Yuanshen doesn't lose anything, he can make another one and use it!

After the chaotic breath is washed away, the next step is the formal inheritance of laws.

The red law of force appeared out of nowhere, and gradually merged into Lu Qingyang's primordial spirit.

With the integration of the law of force, his primordial spirit gradually became more solid and stronger.

After it solidifies to a certain extent, it starts to grow bigger again, bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger. . .

It's like opening a magic world!

His primordial spirit wants the law of carrying capacity, at least it has to be about the same size as the newborn Pangu!
This process took half a month, and when Lu Qingyang woke up from the samadhi, his primordial spirit had already grown in size—anyway, he felt that one finger of his primordial spirit was already as close as Mingzhu The building is almost there!

The next step is to reshape the physical body.

From a little bit of granulation, it gradually differentiates into bones, internal organs, muscles, etc., and there is no place in the whole body that does not grow meat.

The itching was unbearable, and he was afraid that scratching would cause his body to grow crooked, so Lu Qingyang could only grit his teeth and hold on.

Another half a month passed, and the flesh was finally grown. Looking at his new body, Lu Qingyang was very pleased.

As for comfort. . .

Just think about the ratio of that word to the size of your finger, and you'll know!

Then he was troubled again - he couldn't just go out like this, could he?
Even with this size, he doesn't have the right clothes to wear!

Although we are old enough to not be afraid of being seen, we can't just hang out like this, can we?

Just when Lu Qingyang was scratching the back of his head anxiously, the whole ruins suddenly vibrated.

Lu Qingyang's face turned pale in shock, what the hell, it's not the end of the inheritance, the ruins are going to disappear, right?

Xiaojiu and the others are still outside!

Once this relic disappeared, wouldn't everything be seen by them?

this this this. . .

Thinking about it, I feel that I have lost hundreds of millions!

(End of this chapter)