Chapter 116: The golden elixir of the long worm, you are the devil! Early the next morning, Xia Ming went to the foot of the mountain to buy freshly baked peach blossom and apricot cakes, plus two jars of green plum honey wine.
Waiting outside Han Dong'er's building, Xia Ming thought, and a palm-sized Purple Thunder Flying Sword floated in the palm of his hand.
With the continuous infusion of spiritual energy, the purple thunder flying sword in Xia Ming's palm began to release dazzling thunder arcs.
He secretly recited the word "Qu", and the flying sword was like a stream of light, directly piercing a dark blue stone not far away.
Looking at the extremely silky piercing marks, a dignified look flashed in Xia Ming's eyes.
"Huh? Thunder strike? So easy? Could it be that my spiritual energy can increase the probability of thunder strike?"
"Is it because of the Five Thunder Talisman?"
While thinking, the Purple Thunder Flying Sword turned back on its own.
Holding the flying sword in his hand, Xia Ming gently drew it towards his palm.
The blade of the sword was sharp, and Xia Ming's palm instantly showed a slender scar.
But before the blood spilled out, the scar healed quickly again.
"It seems that my body is indeed getting stronger little by little, and my recovery ability is improving, but my defense is a bit insufficient. So what is recorded in the "Jihai Blood Sutra"?"
Putting away the Purple Thunder Flying Sword, and seeing that there was no movement at the window, Xia Ming swallowed a blood pill and started reading a thick book again.
This book talks about some principles of Yin Yang and Five Elements, and also involves some bold speculations and inferences.
Xia Ming still has thoughts about Taoist Taoist's eternal weapon.
Embedding artifacts in a perfect array, it becomes an ancient and important artifact.
Then the problem is coming.
Why is the Dantian not a utensil?
Xia Ming can embed spiritual root characters, but he can't embed a perfect magic circle? Xia Ming even had an extremely crazy idea in his mind.
He wants to build his lower dantian into an eternal weapon! Although the fantasy is good, it is really difficult to actually achieve this step.
Xia Ming not only needs to continuously accumulate spiritual root characters, but also perfects the perfect magic circle.
Thinking of the spiritual root characters, Xia Ming peeked at his lower dantian.
At the bottom of the Lower Dantian furnace, six blue characters and two purple Five Thunder Talismans were shining with incomparable brilliance.
And in the clear foundation-building spiritual liquid, there are still four slender Five Thunder Talismans suspended.
The Five Thunder Talisman is Xia Ming's trump card.
Once it is embedded, thunder will fall from the sky and it is impossible to guard against it.
But after getting the [Thunder God Eye], Xia Ming was a little tempted.
If the Five Thunder Talisman is embedded, and the opportunity is taken to form the Thunder God's Dharma Eyes, it will kill two birds with one stone.
But there was no need to rush this matter. Xia Ming knew that the dark man in Tianhe Hall was staring at him.
The fact that the Five Thunder Talisman cannot be condensed does not mean that Xia Ming cannot do other things.
As an alchemist, he can easily access the fire spirit stone.
The fire spirit root is the third spiritual root that Xia Ming is preparing to condense.
As the Blood Wheel Heavenly Palace rotates day and night, Xia Ming's body is enough to support the third attribute spiritual root.
Taking out a clear fire spirit stone, Xia Ming played with it casually, seemingly unintentionally.
As the Fire Spirit Stone continued to dim, the red diode in Xia Ming's mind slowly became solid.
There are also six types of superior spiritual roots of the fire system, namely thunderbolt fire, furnace fire, covering lamp fire, sky fire, mountain fire, and mountain top fire.
Different fire spiritual roots also have different characteristics. For example, thunderbolt fire contains yang energy and is at the water level. There is fire in the water, and it is also called the dragon's fire.
As he murmured these names, a question slowly rose in Xia Ming's heart.
"Spiritual roots are like fate, are they innate?"
……
While Xia Ming was deep in thought, the man in the attic was already panicking.
As if sensing something, Han Dong'er quietly opened a crack in the window.
Then, she saw Xia Ming sitting below and waiting quietly.
For a moment, Han Dong'er's face turned red.
Sitting in front of the dressing mirror, Han Dong'er was stunned for a long time.
She even suspected that Xia Ming was not waiting for her, mumbling, Han Dong'er quietly stared at herself in the mirror.
After a while, Han Dong'er finally dressed up and walked out.
Standing shyly in front of Xia Ming, Han Dong'er lowered his head and looked at her snow-white shoes.
"Master..."
"The peach blossom and apricot cake you like to eat should still be warm."
Looking at the pastry box on the stone table, Han Dong'er bit her lip gently.
"Dong'er, thank you Master..."
"Also, this is your storage bag. I borrowed the [-] spirit stones from you. I wrote the IOU and put it in it. I will find a way to return it to you before next Jiyue."
Listening to Xia Ming's words, Han Dong'er's expression suddenly became panicked.
She felt that the distance between her and her master was getting farther and farther away, and there seemed to be a ruthless iron curtain falling slowly under the sky.
"No, no, no, Master...I don't want..."
Han Dong'er didn't say anything, but Xia Ming continued to speak.
"Dong'er, your body...have you taken any medicine?"
In fact, Xia Ming also noticed something was wrong with Han Dong'er. Her body seemed a little too sensitive.
Sniffing the faint scent in the air, Han Dong'er's hands tightly squeezed the hem of her skirt, and her eyes looked at Xia Ming with great resentment.
In the cold winter, there is pain in my heart and it is difficult to speak.
In fact, she has been very sensitive since she was a child, and her five senses, intuition, and inspiration are far superior to others.
She always thought this was a talent, until she met Xia Ming and Han Dong'er cried.
She found that she couldn't control her body's instinctive reaction at all. To her, Xia Ming was a poison that was hard to refuse.
As the time spent together increased, Han Dong'er's resistance became weaker and weaker.
……
Looking at the girl's resentful eyes, Xia Ming just thought she was shy.
In order to coax the girl, Xia Ming suddenly said: "Dong'er, actually this is nothing. Don't look at me as normal. In fact, I am also sick and I take medicine. If you believe me, you can tell me the general symptoms and I will help you prescribe medicine and regulate your body."
Listening to Xia Ming's words, Han Dong'er's pupils widened a little, and her little face suddenly turned crimson.
Master...he...went too far! snort! Stomping her feet fiercely, Han Dong'er turned around and went back Ming:? ? ? "Did I say something wrong? What's wrong with you? I'm not proud either..."
Deng Deng Deng! Watching Han Dong'er's figure go away, Xia Ming looked depressed.
It's over.
I'm afraid her black-bearded father will cause trouble for me again.
When he was feeling depressed, Xia Ming felt a sharp pain in his left eye.
"He Niansheng!"
He rose up with his sword, thunder and thunder, and with a roar, Xia Ming went straight to Qingdai Peak.
Seeing this scene, all the disciples of Tianhe Sect raised their heads and stared blankly.
"Who is this! So bold? How dare you wield the sword like this within the sect?!"
"Look at that speed! It should be the Supreme Elder!"
"No! The direction he is going to is Qingdai Peak. There is no Supreme Elder on Qingdai Peak!"
……
There was an uproar outside, and Xia Ming had already escaped into the alchemy room.
Taking off his mask, Xia Ming clenched his fists tightly. This time he must see the clues.
He believed that the day when their master and disciple would meet again would not be too far away.
……
In the dark cave, He Niansheng slowly opened his left eye.
At the same time, his right hand also held up a dazzling golden elixir the size of a fist!
The moment he saw the golden elixir, Xia Ming's body suddenly trembled.
There was actually a slender worm hovering inside the golden elixir!
Like a centipede!It looks like a horned dragon again!
Next, under Xia Ming's shocked gaze, He Niansheng put the golden elixir into the belly of a young man.
Then... the young man's body began to shake violently.
Then, he died.
The golden elixir jumped out of the body, and the worm inside seemed to be a little stronger.
"It turns out that what you are eating is spiritual root... My good disciple's eyes are really useful."
Without any nostalgia, He Niansheng closed his left eye directly.
Pull down with your finger and apply several seals on it.
……
In Qingdai Peak, Xia Ming was speechless for a long time.
"He Niansheng! Is this the great path you have realized?"
"Your immortal! Is it a human-eating immortal? What's the difference between you and them!"
"Who is the devil? You are the devil!"
Carefully recalling the scenes just now, Xia Ming became increasingly uneasy.
……
Why are some ancient bronzes scattered in the corner of the wall, and why are there dark green silk threads wrapped around He Niansheng's fingers?
And how come the layout of the stone chamber looks so much like the Soul-Tailing Cliff of the Dahe Sect!
"He Niansheng! I found you!"
Standing up suddenly, a murderous intent flashed in Xia Ming's eyes.
After a while, he slowly sat down again.
"What's my winning rate against him?"
"If I don't look for him, will he let me go? Can he really resist the temptation of blood pills?"
"If we lose again, we will really become cattle and sheep waiting to be slaughtered!"
"Damn it! I will gather the Thunder God's Dharma Eyes today!"
……
Just when Xia Ming made up his mind, Hong Lie, the sect leader with a gloomy look on his face, quickly arrived at Qingdai Peak.
In just a short while, that brat actually made Dong'er angry again!
No matter how much she was coaxed, she couldn't be coaxed, she just kept crying!
When Han Dong'er cried, Hong Lie's scalp went numb.
Evil thief!
Shameless villain! Bullying a girl is nothing, you have the guts to bully me! Standing in front of Xia Ming's alchemy room, Hong Lie's eyebrows almost stood up.
No matter what I say today, I will give this guy a hard lesson! Before he even took a step, a dark cloud floated above Hong Lie's head.
Ok? Dark clouds from a sunny day?
Before Hong Lie had time to react, without any warning, streaks of thunder suddenly fell.
In an instant, Qingdai Peak was shaking, and the whole mountain was shocked.
……
"Dong'er! Dong'er! Something big happened! Your master seems to have been struck by lightning?"
Han Dong'er:? ? ?
"Let me see, he must have done too many bad things! Good job!"
Standing up in a panic, Han Dong'er almost burst into tears.
"Master! Where is Master?"
"Qingdai Peak."
"Where is Qingdai Peak?"
Looking helplessly at Han Dong'er, who had red eyes in front of her, Lin Miao could only take her to Qingdai Peak.
By the time they arrived, Qingdai Peak was already crowded with people.
Thunder is still striking...
(End of this chapter)