Blade and Sword God Sovereign

Before the sword ancestor opened, the knife ancestor could not wait to rush: "Xiao Dingzi, do you still remember the mysterious cave under the cliff of the Houshan garbage slum?"

"Rely, crazy woman, you robbed Laozi." Jianzu was robbed of white, suddenly very unhappy.

"Haha, you are slow to respond yourself, but you still blame the old lady." The knife ancestors were proud.

Ding Hao did not squat and screamed at the mouth of two lonely old guys who had been lonely for so many years. Instead, they immediately noticed what they had been neglecting. In the mysterious cave, the square stone pit, those that have not yet Used mysterious white liquid...

"I actually forgot this trick." Ding Hao patted the thigh excitedly.

Your own meridians and physiques are obtained by soaking in the liquid.

Although the ancestors and the sword ancestors have been arrogant and unwilling to say more, Ding Hao is sure that the white liquid is definitely a rare genius treasure. In fact, Ding Hao has always remembered the mysterious cave, but only There is no time to go, now with a storage ring, it is absolutely feasible to take some mysterious liquid back.

With this in mind, Ding Hao did not hesitate to change his body and immediately walked toward the slums of Houshan.

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The setting sun sets, and the last trace of light on the earth.

The autumn leaves are dying, and looking at them, the mountains and the mountains are golden.

This is the most beautiful season of the year in Selangor. After another twenty or thirty days, when the yellow leaves are all dying, falling from the branches, the long snow season will come, and the whole earth will be covered with snow, cold and cold. White will become the main tone of Selangor.

Compared with the past, the slums have not changed. They are still full of vitality. The people living here are as stubborn as the weeds in the garbage.

Because of going to the mysterious cave, Ding Hao does not want to be recognized.

He had a blue-colored bamboo plaque on his head, a linen-colored robes, and, by the night, slowly followed the rugged trails, walking in the slums, watching the decaying huts and the chimneys that smoked smoke. A familiar taste filled the heart, as if returning to the days of the first few days.

When passing by the garbage dump, Ding Hao saw the small courtyard and huts where he once lived.

Nowadays, the new owner has been replaced. The chimney is smoking smoke, the pots in the yard are cleaned up, the ground is very flat, and there are some wooden stakes for practice. A black wooden sign is hung on the fence. There are a few words written in a curved way -

Invincible Xuanwu College.

Ding Hao almost laughed out loud.

There are often some people who know how to make a half-style in the slums. They want to set up some private martial arts classes for the sake of their livelihood. It is also hoped that future generations will be able to sneak into the slums of the priests and send their children into this cheap The basics are laid in the martial arts class.

But like this one, I dare to ask the Jianshan’s Houshan to be invincible, and dare to claim to be a college. It is really daring.

I am afraid that the owner of the martial arts class is not a liar, it is a neuropathy.

Feel free to glance at it, Ding Hao's feet kept on, and he followed the road into the dusty area of ​​the rolling hills.

Looking at the four people, Ding Hao followed the memory, along the safe route, crossed the poisonous and poisonous swamps, and turned to the edge of the abyss of the crypt, and below it was a group of black mist rolling. With a stinking smell, the wind is horrible and terrible.

"It's here."

It was here at the beginning, Ding Hao fell off the cliff, and it fell out of an adventure.

Ding Hao couldn’t help but feel sad when he revisited the place.

Today, he is already a small master of the Wuyi martial arts. Naturally, he no longer needs to climb ropes. The so-called art high people are daring, Ding Hao squats in a position, jumps and jumps directly under the cliff.

The hurricane in the ear screamed.

Descent dropped about a dozen meters, Ding Hao summoned a rust sword from the storage ring, and put a backhand on the cliff. The word "Tao" of "the smoke is blurred" is like a whole person. The water droplets are generally suspended by a rusted sword on a cliff.

Take a deep breath, look down at the next stop, pull the rust sword back and continue to fall.

Ding Hao did not dare to scorn, run the mysterious, full of light silver light, full of strength against the terrible suction from the fog.

So reciprocating, when it fell about six or seven hundred meters, I finally reached the cave entrance.

The hole is extremely concealed, and there is a faint light curtain covering it. Even if it is close to ten meters, it is still difficult to find. If Ding Hao has come once, there is also the guidance of the ancestor and the sword ancestor. I am afraid to find one. It’s been a while.

Hey!

Ding Hao passed through the light curtain and entered the tunnel.

There was no change since the last time. The road was still cold and dry, and it turned into a deep bend in the cave.

"Mom, come here again."

"Seeing the color of this stone wall, I want to vomit."

Knife and Jianzu were locked up here for hundreds of thousands of years. They had already had psychological shadows. Now they are revisiting in the old places. Obviously, there is no good mood. They all complained and they began to speak silently.

Ding Hao’s mood is very good.

Because when he came to the front of the crater like a rectangular coffin in the middle of the cave, he was surprised to find that the liquid that had become pale gray inside was suddenly white and clear, as if it had been purified, although it was still a pit. The bottom is about one inch deep, but it is much more optimistic than Ding Hao’s imagination.

"I don't know how effective this liquid is in the body? Should it be taken internally or externally?"

Ding Hao was a little hesitant.

"Stupid, improve the physical properties of oral administration, exercise ** external application." In the mind, the sword sorcerer in silence reminded.

Ding Hao suddenly realized.

His physical attributes have been improved to the extreme, and of course it is to exercise.

Ding Hao removes the clothes, removes a little liquid from the stone pit, and evenly spreads it on his body. Then he immediately puts out the "third ice type" with the "ice and nine turns of gold", stimulating the free sun between the heavens and the earth. The power of real fire, tempering the body, blending the strange energy in the white liquid.

Sure enough, the next moment, accompanied by the power of the free sun, the fire of the body, Ding Hao felt the chilly feeling of the body.

The white liquid is slowly melting into its musculoskeletal.

Because it is the third fire type of cultivation, it is best to run the fire attribute of the dantian in the chest.

Ding Hao’s hot Xuanqi runs through the four major points of the “Zhongji”, “Tanzhong”, “Yutang” and “Juyu”. Who knows that two hours have passed and only feels inflamed in the body. "Xuan Xuanqi" is more and more pure and pure, and there is a faint bulging trend. Obviously, it has completely won the peak of the four martial arts.

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