Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao

Ding Ping put Dashi down and looked at Ling Han with suspicion. This guy is not older than him, and can be his master? He said: "What can you teach me, what can I learn?"

The first sentence is to ask what is the ability of Ling Han, the second sentence is to say that he is the root of the waste, is there a way he can learn under the sun?

Yan Hanzhan Yan Yixiao, also walked to the side of the boulder, stretched out a hand, hehe, he easily grabbed the stone, as if it was not a rock, but just a mass of marshmallow.

"Hey!" Ding Ping suddenly gave up his eyes, and his tongue spit out the old man.

Although he can't cultivate, he can only surpass most of the adults in the town, but he can't just grab such a big stone with one hand.

Ling Han throws a big stone and can't do it easily.

Indeed, if he is not afraid of scaring this kid, he can lift a mountain! His current physical level has also entered a virtual reality, even if he does not use Yuan Li, the strength is too big.

Ding Ping couldn't help but be numb, but he could still throw it up like a small stone. He must have seen the ghost.

"Looking good!" Ling Han smiled, the right hand was a little hard to throw, hey, this big stone is like a cannonball directly into the sky, instantly turned into a small point.

Ding Ping’s mouth was so big that he could swallow a human head, and the stars were flashing in both eyes.

This is called power!

In contrast, he is completely a small baby, and even the qualifications are not.

"Without the roots, if the power is strong enough, it will crush everything!" Ling Han said. After a pause, I reached for the sky. Oh, the fallen boulder fell into his hands again. He was put back on the ground, "And, Linggen is not invariable!"

"Master!" Ding Pingfu went to the soul and immediately squatted down and bowed to Ling Han.

Ling Han was taken up by the other party's three-nine-nine-week worship, and then the young boy was helped. He said: "For the teacher's surname, the name is cold, you are the fifth apprentice for the teacher."

Ding Ping was a little surprised. Ling Han is no older than him. How come there are already four apprentices? But the actor is a teacher. The action of throwing a stone at the other side is a miracle in his opinion.

"For the teacher to wait for a person here, take you back to the DPRK in a few days. However, idle is also idle, first give you a hair wash, so as not to waste time." Ling Han said.

Ding Ping could not help but excuse me. It sounds like a tall man.

Ling Han took out a Dan furnace, and then a lot of herbs.

Looking at Ling Han out of the air to make so many things, Ding Ping could not help but be shocked, Master is a god. It seems that there is a treasure in the body.

"Oh, you will know later." Ling Han smiled, the herbs were thrown into the Dan furnace. Then I grabbed Ding Ping and threw it in, then said. "Falling and washing the marrow can greatly enhance the toughness of your skin, bones and flesh and blood. Let your strength be stronger and the defense more thick, but this process is also very painful."

He paused and said: "You can give up at any time, but once you give up, you will not be my apprentice in the future. My apprentice can be almost qualified, but the will must be tenacious!"

"Master, I must endure it!" Ding Ping said firmly, he thought that he would be a waste in this life, but now he sees hope, he will seize it anyway.

Is it more painful than the pain of his eyes in the past six months?

It was a sharp knife that made him feel uncomfortable.

Ling Hanxiao, Ding Ping became a potion, began to refine.

What strength is he now, and how precious is the medicinal material used? This medicinal material will be reddish when seen in other imaginary conditions! You know, there are actually a lot of people practicing under the sun, but how many of them have upgraded their physical fitness to the tenth-order gold level?

Two!

Maduobao and Helian Tianyun - this sword from the gods is not counted.

And if it is refining every day, it is really possible to refine any mortal to the tenth-order gold, but what does this require? Endless treasures, plus a Dan Dao emperor, the sinister nine-story strong ones personally shot.

It can be said that in addition to Ling Han, no one has such a handwritten.

"Ah--" Ding Ping quickly screamed, as if killing pigs.

It hurts too!

However, the boy just called two times and he just closed his mouth. He bit his teeth tightly, and his forehead was jumping on his forehead. He was all squatting, but he was hard to bear.

He was cold and sweaty, and his bones were violent.

This is not only the simple matter of cutting hair, but also forging bones.

Forging bones, breaking the bones to remove impurities, re-melting, then breaking, and repeating it as if the bones were made of cast iron and smelted into steel.

After a while, Ding Ping’s mouth was squeaked in his nostrils, and his eyes were bleeding and tears. His lips were already bitten, but his eyes were still firm.

it is good!

Ling Han nodded in his heart. The boy's bone structure is different from ordinary people, and he is surprisingly strong. He has become the best candidate for physical training, but he is not talented. He wants to climb the peak of Wudao. The most important thing is to have one. A tough heart that will never give up.

In this way, when you are in danger, you will think about how to get out of trouble and how to solve problems instead of waiting for death.

It can even be said that people with high talents and poor will not necessarily go to the extreme, but those with poor talents and strong will can. Of course, the best thing is to have both talent and will.

Now Ding Ping is both talented and willing, so Ling Han is very pleased.

This refinement is one day and one night. During the period, Ding’s family did not come out to find Ding Ping. It can be seen that this boy who was once regarded as the star of Ding has been completely abandoned.

When Ling Han opened, Ding Ping grabbed it and said: "Follow me, I will pass you a set of refining skills!"

Kowloon hegemony!

Ding Ping was finally freed from living hell, and he immediately found out how great his progress was, and he was full of strength, as if a mountain could burst.

He quickly said: "Yes!"

A drill, a practice, Ling Han carefully explained the mouth, some can not be expressed in words, he directly pointed out a finger, taught through the mind.

Is there no such ability in the nine layers?

Eight kings can pass the magical powers, not to mention the cold.

Ding Ping was in accordance with the law, but only for a while, his stomach was called up. If there was a thunder, he couldn’t help but look red, and he seemed embarrassed.

hungry! (To be continued.)