Tripod Reverses the Heaven

"So... What should I do?" The ancient wind asked anxiously.

On this point, ancient customs have realized it many times. He has mastered many methods, but few of them are proficient.

Not to mention anything else, it's just his reincarnation, and the divine power of Leidi, or the law of famine. Which is not what others covet? These belong to some means against the sky, but anyone who is particularly proficient in one is really not afraid of anyone.

Facing the anxious inquiry of the ancient wind, the old man finally smiled and said, "this is the main purpose of calling you this time. Although you have many Dharma skills, you are not proficient. You are greedy for more than you can chew... Alas, this is also a helpless move. You haven't been instructed by a famous teacher all the time. According to your talent and understanding, if you were instructed early in the morning, your achievements would never be under that king. Well, Chengxian road will be opened. Even if I want to take care of you, I can't take care of it. Today, I'll just give you a hand, point out the maze and enlighten you! "

On hearing this, the ancient wind's face showed ecstasy on the spot and hurried to thank him.

What the old man said is really the truth. All along, he just lacks the guidance of famous teachers and is groping on his own?

Next, the ancient wind was taken to a secret room. As soon as he came here, the ancient wind was startled. Because, in front of him, there was a blood pool braving the rolling heat wave.

"Elder, what is this?" Gu Feng asked in shock.

This blood pool reminded him of the blood pool in the demon temple. Ancient wind used to use the blood pool to refine the flesh many times.

"Don't ask, you just need to know, I won't hurt you!" The old man didn't want to say anything more. When the conversation turned, he said: "strictly speaking, there are more than ten kinds of attributes you understand. But most are too bad and messy. Today, I will rearrange the Fahai for you. "

"As soon as the yuan is mixed, yin and yang are vaporized, and Yin and yang are separated into five elements. The five elements of heaven and earth generate all things... You don't need to open up so many Dharma seas. One is enough. It is one of the yuan and all inclusive... Now, I will integrate the Dharma seas for you. From now on, you don't need to open up any Dharma seas."

These words, though enlightening to the ancient style, also confused the ancient style more. Isn't it precisely because all the laws are incompatible that he has opened up so many seas of law? Ordinary people can only open up a sea of Dharma, because Manas with different attributes will not integrate, but will collide with each other. Ancient customs have opened up so many by virtue of the particularity of physique. If you force fusion now, are you sure you won't explode and die?

When the old wind was full of doubts and wanted to ask questions, the old man's voice sounded again: "I know what you want to say, but it doesn't matter. Now, you go down and let me fuse the Fahai for you! "

"Er..."

Although full of doubts, the ancient wind finally obediently entered the blood pool. He still has absolute trust in the old man, although he doesn't know his name for the time being.

As soon as the ancient wind entered the blood pool, a pair of eyes stared round and almost didn't jump up.

Pain, heart piercing pain. It was a burning pain. At this moment, he seemed to be on a fire.

However, at this time, the old man's voice sounded again: "this is a drop of blood essence preserved by Emperor Yu at his peak. Today you are lucky to be here to rebuild your physique. "

"This... This is a drop of blood essence of Emperor Yu?" Smelling the speech, the ancient wind was instantly scared silly. No wonder the blood pool was so terrible that it was turned into a drop of blood essence of Emperor Yu.

"I wish I knew. Why don't you sit down? Hold your heart and keep one. You don't need to take care of other things! "

"Yes!"

Next, the ancient wind sat directly in the blood pool, and bursts of burning sensation hit him. He only felt that his body seemed to be ripe, and he almost fainted several times.

His face was twitching because of too much pain. Drops of bean sized sweat fell, but the ancient style was unknown.

A powerful secret force followed his flesh and blood channels and attacked his eleven Dharma seas. Almost just for a moment, his body kept exploding, and those Fahai were blown up!

The pain of the explosion of the French sea made the ancient wind unable to hold on any longer. After a scream, he completely fainted.

Although the ancient style has been unconscious, earth shaking changes are still taking place in his body.

As the old man said, his Dharma sea is being reshaped.

To reshape the French sea, the first step is naturally to break the original pattern and then reshape it.

It can be said that this is a very dangerous move. If one can't be done well, it will have to be abandoned. Few people dare to joke about their own Dharma, which is the source of divine power.

I don't know. After a long time, the ancient wind finally opened its eyes. The blood pool was gone, and so was the elder of the demon family. He found himself lying on a soft big bed. A beautiful woman in white clubbed her head with her hand and slept by the bed

"Mother?"

Subconsciously, the ancient wind gently called, thinking it was a dream. This beautiful woman in white is too familiar with the ancient style. He has seen it in his dream thousands of times.

The next second, the ancient wind woke up completely. A pair of eyes stared round on the spot. Immediately he sat up straight and hugged the woman beside the bed tightly in his arms.

"Mom, it's really you, it's really you..."

Almost for a moment, the eyes of the ancient wind fell a series of hot tears. He held the beautiful woman in white tightly and cried bitterly. Tears soaked her shoulders.

"Feng ER..."

Yes, this time the ancient style is not dazzling, let alone dreaming. The beautiful woman in white is his mother Chu Xiangyu.

Chu Xiangyu did not cry, but smiled and wiped away the tears on his face for the ancient wind. Laughing and scolding: "feng'er, how old are you and still crying? If your son sees you, he won't laugh to death. "

"Ha ha..." Gu Feng giggled. Just now his mother wiped her tears. How familiar and strange it was.

When I was a child, I was fond of playing with ancient customs. I often got dirty all over. My mother wiped it for herself with warm hands.

"Whoever likes to laugh, I like to cry on my mother's shoulder!"

Then the old wind buried his head on his mother's shoulder again. It was shameless.