Wu Ming didn't take the trivial matters just now to heart.

His thoughts were entrenched on the laurel seeds, and a pure yin and peaceful aura came, almost freezing and solidifying the consciousness. After a while, the pure yang thoughts emitted the strong and strong yang smell.

The two blend yin and yang, and understand the great way.

The Taoist immersed himself in it, and his selflessness was as if he had turned into a laurel tree, supporting the moon, and raising creatures such as jade rabbit moon toads. This is an alternative dual cultivation.

The so-called dual cultivation is not only a matter between men and women, but also a Taoist couple who can support each other on the road of the great road, or a beast, ghost, witchcraft, etc.

Wu Ming's aura is unstable, and he has understood the principle that lonely yang does not grow. Yang produces yin and yin and yang coexist is the peak of the fourth level, which also corresponds to the fruit of the nine kalpas [power of birth and death].

With a "pop", he turned pale and retracted his spiritual thoughts. Some of his soul was split and he stayed in the seeds of the laurel tree. Fortunately, the four pure sun secret realms roared and the vast purple energy nourished.

His missing thoughts were instantly filled and he returned to his peak state.

The laurel tree is the fundamental thing that supports the Blessed Land and Cave Heaven in the future. It cannot give birth to independent consciousness like the old demon of Montenegro.

So Wu Ming simply invaded his spirituality, left his spirituality, and refined it into something similar to the spirit of the blessed land and the spirit of the cave heaven, and in the future it will be considered a clone to suppress the blessed land.

Moreover, as the world tree grows, many dimensional secret realms spread, and the perception of Taiyin and time and space is constantly feedback, and my two time and space magic will be greatly improved.

"How do you let it sprout now?"

The Taoist thoughtfully, and thoughts drove the silver moon to set, and the black and white thick soil in the small cave sky surged, leaving a big pit to bury the seeds of the landing laurel tree.

A secret force is flowing from the crystal clear land, which is the [health land] that exudes a unique power and nourishes the seeds of the World Tree.

The spiritual touch left by Wu Ming in the seeds, the patterns on the surface of the jade plate were slightly shiny, which seemed to be useful, but not obvious.

Seeing this, he frowned and activated the feather pool. Pure yang energy fell from Mount Buzhou, forming a purple liquid to soak the seeds, but it did not enter the oil and salt.

"Ah..." Wu Ming opened his mouth slightly: "Is it not okay to have such high-level substances as pure yang energy?"

In the next ten days, he used various treasures of heaven and earth to nourish his spirits many times, but found that the effect was slim.

He had an ominous premonition, and felt that he was probably bringing an ancestor back.

Buzzing!

The original source of the Heavenly Dao entrenched in the air was squirming, and Wu Ming gritted his teeth and led to a trace of golden and green liquid hanging down, dripping on the crystal and warm silver jade plate.

The next moment, a strong reaction appeared, and a powerful energy containing the meaning of immortality poured in. The origin of the Golden Sky Dao was swallowed up, and the spirituality inside was ready to move and nourish.

Some textures on the surface of the seeds as the size of a millstone are shiny.

"It's effective." Wu Ming's face twitched, but he was not happy in his heart. As expected, he brought back a gold-swallowing beast. He originally wanted to save some of the origin and use it to break through the fifth level.

It seems that I can't keep it anymore, and I'll all be used as money for milk powder for kids.

He was wondering how the Changming Immortal in Laoshan offered jade rootless. No wonder so many years have passed, and it only occupied a hundred miles of a island. The seedlings among the seedlings are still buds.

The fifth-level merit! This is still a blessed land that can transport spiritual veins and produce some of the power of the heavenly way.

He is currently at the fourth level, and it is understandable that he can't afford to raise it. Of course, Wu Ming went to Daluo Palace to search and found that the world tree only needs to break its shell and sprout, and all kinds of resources will come to grow.

Hurry!

The golden and blue origin of the way of heaven was poured into the laurel seeds, and the silver full moon instantly expanded several times.

After a little sense, Wu Ming found that it was only half full. He was silent. He took advantage of the two sides' fighting and continued to cause heavy damage to collect so many sources.

I don’t know how long it will take to wait next time, but the result is only halfway.

"Oh, the world I travel next time, I must have a lot of the origin of the Heavenly Way, otherwise I will go to collect all my resources and also have the money for milk powder."

Wu Ming sighed, let go of this and focus on his own practice.

…………

Three years passed in a flash.

During this period, Wu Ming settled himself and went out to plant spiritual flowers and fairy grass from time to time to cultivate his sentiment, conform to the nature of the world, and his cultivation gradually settled down.

Before he knew it, he had been here for almost twenty years, and the great man had passed a long time ago, and he didn't know how the war was going there.

The excuse of his retreat and practicing cultivation will not be long, and he also needs to show up from time to time. In addition, he has noticed the problem of the emperor and Han in the mountains and sea formations that were experimenting in the ghost world.

I thought of asking about the information about the establishment of the Han Dynasty as a real person to make a decision.

“It’s time to go back.”

In the Crimson Palace, the Taoist thought, his body was filled with blood and his soul was boiling, and his crystal thoughts were differentiated again, and the stars shone in the sky, gathering into a golden galaxy.

Each golden millstone reflects the illusory world. At this time, the brightness is uncertain, and it is constantly born and then destroyed. During this period, a trace of dim and transparent mist is shrouded in.

At the peak of the Nine Tribulations, master the power of birth and death!

Wu Ming took a deep breath and finally reached the peak of the fourth level. The speed of his light in twenty years was amazing. He mainly refined four pure Yang secret treasures, and in the battle of wits and courage with the Heavenly Dao, he had a profound understanding of the principles.

As for returning to the Emperor Han, he thought for a long time, but he still didn't plan to go back. He divided up a clone of about four tribulations to show off and inquire about the information.

Where a great catastrophe arose is the most dangerous time. You must not easily intervene if you fail to achieve spiritual ruins.

"Before this, I fulfilled my promise, to be the only one in humanity, and to cut off all the ways."

Thinking of this, Wu Ming flicked his sleeves and walked out of the Jiang Palace. At this time, the Taoists were busy. A giant temple of sacrifice to heaven, which was as high as 99 meters and a thousand feet in radius, was built on the towering mountains.

The whole body is white and delicate, and it uses many precious spiritual materials. It carves a large number of runes, carved on it, carved on it, and carved on it, like a sacred and majestic one.

Only extraordinary civilizations have such great power to create such a wonder on the top of the mountain.

His face was solemn, and he climbed up high step by step, leaning towards the sky and the earth, and his vision suddenly opened. In front of the magnificent sky and earth, people had a strange illusion, as if he was like an ant, even the sun, moon, and stars in the sky were small.

Heaven and earth have never been so close to oneself.

Wu Ming triggered the formation of mountains and seas, and his every move came with a supreme power, sagging the chaotic aura, blurring himself. He stood on the altar, like a brilliant and grand sun.

Looking down from a high-dimensional perspective, the golden-blue stars tremble, and the dense patterns on the surface are derived, wrapping the whole.

The sacrificial method is operated.

His mind forced the will of heaven, and his consciousness was infinitely raised. Instead, dark clouds gathered in the sky, and lightning appeared, which stretched for thousands of miles, and the earth trembled, swaying into the realm of ghosts and gods.

"I am Wu Ming. Today I made a great oath to curse all spirits and races that will never be extraordinary forever. My bloodline is confined. I want to cultivate immortals like a defiant of heaven. One level and one level of thunder tribulation. All resentment is borne by my own strength!"

7017k
Chapter completed!