Watching the Dawn

I actually succeeded in building a foundation from a pile of old paper? !

However, Lu Yuan thought about it carefully, and it seems not so incredible. In fact, there should be a problem with his own approach. Starting oh pro

First of all, did he really not have a set of methods for building foundations? Maybe not. You have to know that Lu Yuan has collected countless ways of cultivating Taoism in the past ten years. Every day, he is thinking about how to create a set of "the most perfect" Taoism. This Taoist method, especially in the initial stage, has already been calculated thousands of times in his day and night! No, if you count the auxiliary calculation of the "Luyuan core host", this number should be added to the index, and the final recursive result will be an astronomical number! Perhaps he did not admit it himself. In fact, just like Mendeleev and the periodic table of the elements, the most perfect result may already exist in his thinking.

The emergence of the "plane data library" triggered Lu Yuan's "epiphany" when the world was born. The library opened up the channel between Lu Yuan's Taoism and the world's power, so that his foundation method could be sublimated. Now Lu Yuan officially transcends the concept of immortal cultivation in the method of foundation construction, combining the two main strengths of the main **** and the cultivation of immortality, to become a Taoism unique to him and that only he can master!

Perhaps the following Jindan, Yuanying, Dixian, etc., will also rely on the analysis results of the analysis of the Dawn. But for Lu Yuan who has found his way, he has laid a solid foundation and has a bright future.

Secondly, Lu Yuan chose the way to cultivate immortals because on all known roads, cultivation of immortals is the only way to go step by step and with an extremely high ceiling! Far more than the path explored by other forces.

The upper limit of martial arts is the lowest. There is no road after congenital. The highest level is about the level of solitary defeat and the undefeated East, and it has entered the beginning of another level. Further up is metaphysics; the highest level of magic is the legendary mage. At this stage, the magician pays too much attention to the spirit, and the disadvantages of neglect are fully exposed. I want to go up and down more and more difficult, either transfer, part-time, or ignite the fire; the upper limit of the power of heaven is also very high, the highest realm is the heaven. Almost equivalent to the powerful gods of most worlds.

And the way to cultivate immortals. The representative of the highest state should be the sage of Hongjun, his achievement is above the fairy god, the master of a world!

However, at the beginning of the "Xianxian Dao", "refining refined gas", in addition to the magic completely abandoned, other cultivation paths are involved in this part. Lu Yuan's miscellaneous studies can fully achieve the strengths of Bocai ...

Okay, so much of the above is all self-defense in Lao Lu's heart-he actually didn't want to admit that he was out of luck, he didn't want to admit that he had encountered the once-in-a-lifetime "epiphany" opportunity, and he didn't want to admit that he could upgrade by eating sweet potatoes!

Because if he admits this, then he will be wasted ... oh no. Where is the decade of hard work? !

Is n’t it good to say something, "Do you know how hard I work? I still have to cook for Yuqing with a fever of 62 degrees, and I have practiced flying swords with comminuted fractures of my legs ... I ca n’t edit it anymore."

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"Boss, you wake up soon!"

Lu Yuan is waking up a little bit from the silence. In the haze, a male duck's throat was heard in his ears, shouting in mourning. "Onisan! Oba! Uncle! Uncle! Dad! Officer! I kneel for you, you wake up soon!"

Lu Yuan opened his eyes, and the first thought was actually-what makes a good world so different? How can I see it so messy!

The night was low, and on the hillsides and in the sky, there were silhouettes of immortals dressed in black. Desolate ancient temple. Countless people are surrounded in the middle.

The flame burned through the sky! In addition to the small corner where Lu Yuan sits, the temple and the huge part of the hall are burning with flames! The iron bell that was originally hung on the roof of the main hall is now lying in the center of the main hall, and the thick bell is broken into two petals. The monk of Jianglong was dripping with blood on his shirt, and fell on the supply table. Surrounded by countless flames, his natal oil lamp appeared to be dying, a flash of light flickered, and a gust of wind seemed to blow out.

"Lao Lu! Brother Lu! Wake up as soon as you step on the horse!" Only Nanming left the fire sword in front of Lu Yuan in the hall, and Jian Feng turned his back to the landing far away, and tried to wake up with a cry. He cried in his cry. As a flying sword, he really didn't know what to do. He could fly away in the air. Presumably, the evil figures outside should have no idea about him.

But no matter how much he wanted to run, he still stayed in the end, clenching his teeth in front of Lu Yuan.

"You ... woo ~ You wake up soon! Do you know that I can leave you to escape! If you don't wake up, I ... I'm really going! I've done it." Nan Ming choked with a sob. He didn't notice that there was no vitality behind him, like Lu Yuan, a clay sculpture. At the moment, his eyes were opened quietly, and the cold light was shining in his eyes! Only when he looked at Nanming away from the fire would he be moved more.

"Nan Ming." A big hand suddenly held Nan Ming's sword hilt, making Nan Ming's roar abruptly stop!

"Boss? Boss ..."

"Hush ~" Lu Yuan gave a soft boo, and prevented him from speaking. Nanming Lihuo's sword shivered slightly, and the flame jumped on the blade. There was excitement, but more joy! Between Lu Yuan's speeches, a pure and peaceful spiritual power injected Nanming Lihuo's sword body along Lu Yuan's hand holding the sword. This spiritual power is not huge, and among the few users of Nanming, only the last seat can be respected.

But this spiritual power is born with a green and sharp edge, as if the spiritual power of the infinite sword is generalized, but it is the sharpest and most tenacious, and the artistic conception is most consistent with the flying sword's spiritual power!

"Ouye ~" Nan Ming couldn't help twisting his body, making a sound similar to that tide.

Lu Yuan used to rely on Nanming's spiritual power to control the sword. This was the first time that he fed back the spiritual power to Feijian. He ignored Nan Ming's unbearable behavior, and with the infusion of spiritual power, the entire flying sword suddenly changed its appearance. Hidden from the fire and hidden inside the sword, the sharp edge is exposed outside the sword. The coquettish shape of Nan Mingjian converges into a common sword with a dark red sword body-but this is the true image of the first flying sword of Buddha!

And with Lu Yuan body and sword together. There was a faint demon drop from the fire burning on his body.

Lu Yuan gave a startled "Huh" sound, lifted up his sleeves and watched carefully.

This layer of fire is attached to the surface of the clothes. Does not stick to the swordsman's skin, nor does it burn people. But Lu Yuan can feel that this fire not only has a strong protective effect, but also can share the damage suffered by the sword guard. If Lu Yuan has the method of sacred fire in the Buddha's gate, the demon can be transformed into a shield to let the user have one more magical power. Lu Yuan's spiritual strength is not enough at this moment. This fire has only a thin layer. I must wait for him after Jindan and Yuanying. I am afraid that as soon as I pick up the Nanming Lihuo sword, my body will skyrocket and shine!

After Lu Yuan woke up, his body had climbed to the ground of foundation. He was the "evil man" identified by Heavenly Dao.

The external cloud robbing and thunder looting are yet to come, but with the appearance of the invisible demon from the sky robber, it has quietly struck. These extraterrestrial demons from his natural world originally intended to take advantage of the opportunity to invade Lu Yuan's spiritual world, but they could not imagine that Nanming's Lihuo was the nemesis of these demons. Thin flames. They will block them from the body. Of course, the demon of Jiujian Tianjiao will not be too powerful. This is just that the demon and fire are not strong enough, otherwise the light from the flames can directly turn these weak heavenly demons into ashes.

"Boss," Nan Ming suddenly remembered something. Said flatteringly. "You do n’t have bad spirits now, and I ’m so useful, you see ... can I get it right? Even Yungui ’s little girl is a heir, you ca n’t give up on me! Seeking support and warming the bed. We have one sword and one sword, one sword and one sword, from the street to the end ... "

"Turn Mao Maozheng. Continue to be your temporary worker!" Lao Lu just stretched his breath, and suddenly vented to Nanming. He said angrily, "Don't think that the position of temporary worker is not important! No temporary Gong, who will bear the blame! "

At this time he also had a general understanding of the magical effects of Nanming Lihuo. With a flick of a finger, a spark flew out of the fingertip and landed on the monk's natal oil lamp. Monk Dragon was his avatar, and he knew the situation very well. As long as the core iron stone is not broken, there is no danger to life. The reason why Jianglong is still in a coma is because the power is too much. If it is not treated in time, the Buddha's behavior in this body may be abandoned.

Jiangmo Lihuo fell into the oil lamp, the light finally lighted up, and the face of Monk Jianglong also recovered some ruddy.

At this time, the second phase of the Sky Tribulation officially began. The looting clouds gathered in the sky, and the black pressure was on the top of Hanshan Temple, facing the raging fire. Between the dark clouds, there is a blue electric light.

The evil factions of the surrounding mountains, etc., also have the foundation to repair their behavior. Everyone is a master of thunder, and he is no stranger to the 19th Heaven Tribulation. It's just that blue thunder, no one seems to have seen it. For the sake of insurance, the people who surrounded the mountain slowly withdrew a short distance.

"Someone in the temple is going through a nineteen-day robbery? How could it lead to the extremely rare Qingxiao Zhuxie Thunder God!" The red-haired ancestor known as the "Encyclopedia of Xiu Xianjie" appeared again, and introduced to everyone in the sky . "This **** thunder does not lie dead for thousands of miles, and never appears in the world! The appearance of the evil spirit thunder in the night of the night shows that someone in the temple had murdered Yingye, and in the heavens he could not wait to be removed.

But I clearly remember that there seems to be only one monk in the temple ... Oh, is it just two monks? "

Red hair couldn't understand it either. He thought about the monk who was a monk and the old farmer. No one was like a butcher who had slaughtered 10,000. Or ... Is it true that "put down the butcher's knives and become a Buddha"? !

The Qingxue punishes evil thunder, which is a very special kind of sky-tribulation, and is specifically used to punish those who are bloodthirsty and have once engaged in mass killings. According to legend, this **** thunder contains the thoughts and questions of the slain before death, and can be pointed at the heart after the strengthening of the Heavenly Tribulation! The more robbers kill, the stronger the idea! At that time, thousands of people pointed out and questioned by thousands of people, and their words were like swords, which contained the power of Heavenly Tribulation!

Let you be a bloodthirsty demon, let you lose your conscience, let you have no humanity, let your heart be cold as iron, and be washed away by the thousands of thoughts before death! In the end, the spiritual world is destroyed and died! It can be said that it is the most terrifying type of mine robbery against evil demons! It is precisely because of the existence of this kind of thunder, that even in this world, even those who are demons, dare not engage in mass slaughter. Those who have become fierce beasts, if they kill too much during the period of ignorance, most of them will be hit by this kind of thunder when the ledgers are robbed that day.

What Lu Yuan is facing now is precisely such a kind of mine robbing. It is a pity that Lao Lu has no concept of the types of mine robberies. He does n’t know if it is rare. At this time, seeing that the thunder was about to fall, he was still holding up two huge broken clocks without delay, and then put the Monk Jianglong into the clock to close it up and protect it.

Then ~ www.readwn.com ~ He inserted a lightning rod on the iron clock ...

Nanming is speechless-although the pit teammates or something, it is really just daily.

But is it not an ordinary mine? Thunderbolt will definitely not be biased, you can insert a lightning rod with wool!

Lu Yuan admired his "masterpiece" for a while, and finally got some questions to ask. "I think you should have no problem for the last month, how could it be so miserable? Is it that I am overdue? Nan Ming, how long have I been in retreat?"

As soon as he said this, Nan Ming couldn't help shivering and shouted in his throat.

"How long do you ask? How long do you ask! A whole year, boss! A whole year!"

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ps: I'm very satisfied with seeing everyone vomiting in the book review area. Sure enough, they were all submarines, and they wouldn't explode. (To be continued.)

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