"Himmer~"

Lengran soaked in the blue viscous medicinal liquid, and still couldn't help but pour the unknown spiritual herb into his mouth. He felt that he was about to explode. His internal organs were as hot as flames. The surrounding medicinal liquid was as cold as ice, one cold and one hot, one stretched and one relaxed, which was quite a test of his nerves.

"You kid are you a bucket of semen? Why can't you advance if you consume so much medicine? "Old Mr. Wang held a big wooden spoon and couldn't help Leng Ran adding medicine.

These medicines are blue, with a shiny luster and a faint fragrance. They have a miraculous effect on bone refining and forging body, which can strengthen muscles and bones and boost blood and energy. It is said that this is a special prescription developed by the ancestors of Chixiamen, and is more effective than the "body nourishing fluid" circulating in the world.

"Sects passed down from ancient times will gradually have various collections over the long years. Even if they decline like Chixia Gate, some mysterious methods have been passed down, which are for the summary and accumulation of sages of all generations. This accumulation makes every ancient sect not simple." Mr. Wang said this and warned Leng Ran about some things.

"Bone refining, body suffocating, chakra...those who call the realm of cultivation are all ancient sects. When facing them, be careful to avoid all kinds of strange means."

Mr. Wang frowned slightly, and some of them were so serious. He said that in ancient times, there had been changes in the world, and the practice environment was quite different from the past. The extremely talented super strong man exhausted his infinite energy and walked through the sky, leaving a new path for future generations.

"When refining the bones, the mist is in the body, the radiance is in the body, and the blood and energy are out of the body in the chakra realm. This is the state of the first three major realms of the cultivators. If you want to carefully identify the specific realm, you have to look at the chakras in their dantian. That is the taboo for cultivators and the greatest provocation."

"In the same great realm, there are nine small realms. The practitioner will undergo nine transformations to continuously polish himself. Because of many reasons such as practicing martial arts and physical fitness, under the same great realm, the strengths of the practitioners are uneven. Some are good at bone refining, while others are strong in blood and energy, and their combat power is different, which is not limited to the small realm."

"A king-level cultivator, that is, my current realm, is the fourth great realm of practice. In ancient times, it was called the "Qi Practice Realm". From then on, the cultivator can derive energy into the air. With one qi in his body, he can be as light as a swallow, and as heavy as a pound, and evolve various means. Once a cultivator enters the Qi Practice Realm, his strength will be qualitative. The strength of his own spiritual energy is far from comparable to the blood and energy in the Chakra Realm. In comparison, the latter seems to be rushing around, consumed too much but has little effect."

Mr. Wang kept telling about the things of practice, and even the experience of some cultivators' survival. The world in this world is so vast, vast and vast, and there are endless cultivators. How to act is a great question. After all, no one is born invincible in the world, and will inevitably encounter various things and even disputes while growing up.

"The sky light comes, all spirits are revived, and some remote areas will be occupied by grass and tree monsters, and various mysterious beasts will gradually grow. Although the human cultivators have a huge base and have infinite growth possibilities, they may not have those mysterious beasts when they were young. Some mysterious beasts are born with strong bodies, comparable to those of the chakra realm. They are very dangerous for those who were young. Especially some evil beasts living in groups, which are even more terrible. Once they mistakenly enter that area, they will encounter misfortune."

"There is a piece of divine pattern crystal jade here that can cover up the breath. It was Lao Liu who asked me to give it to you. There is also a storage ring that Lao Li asked me to pass it to you."

"Old Zhao gave you a strange blade, and Boy Hu gave you a pair of spiritual boots..."

Mr. Wang took out some strange things and stuffed them into Leng Ran's hand, as if they were about to go away, which surprised Leng Ran a little.

"It's not that I dislike your physique, but that the four of us have discussed it. Yaoguang is now in a large terrain and is ready to sneak into the mountains and forests to practice for a while to avoid the limelight." Old Wang smiled, and still scooped the medicinal liquid, constantly "watering" Leng Ran, and took some spiritual herb liquid and forced it to feed it, as if he was teasing a little monkey. His smile was very light and his eyes were empty, as if he was just subconsciously moving, thinking about something.

Leng Ran wiped his face hard, and keenly noticed a hint of coldness from Mr. Wang's smile. He was stunned and said, "Is it because of Chixia Mountain?"

With the strength of the ancient Yaoguang land, to attack an unmanaged strange formation, Chixia Gate will inevitably suffer a severe blow. In other words, even if the formation explodes strongly, it will eventually create a Jedi, and the foundation of Chixia Gate will never exist. This is undoubtedly a kind of sorrow for a sect that has been passed down from ancient times and has experienced wind, frost, rain and snow. Mr. Wang and others are unwilling to be willing to "respond" to the other party.

"Haha..." Mr. Wang smiled, very sincere this time, with a strange look in his eyes: "You are really spiritual and unique. I vaguely feel that you will grow into a venerable, powerful in the world, but now you are too young and not suitable to act with us, it is too dangerous."

Leng Ran was silent. This was indeed the case. Even if the four elders of Wang failed to pass the tribulation, they could still walk in the air. They were very powerful. If they were on the way to target the ancient Yaoguang land, it would be very troublesome to bring him with them.

"The young phoenix must soar in the sky, and the young dragon should swim in the vast ocean. When you are young, you should sharpen it and cultivate a spirit in your heart. The delicate flowers may be brilliant, but they can bloom and stand tall, or even point directly to the sky, which must be a majestic plant." Old Wang's voice was gentle, like a bright lamp, guiding Leng Ran.

"Whether the truth or the truth is there, understanding is not the purpose, but the ability to use it. Only in this way can the practitioner go further and further." He patted his shoulders, afraid of coldness, and lifted it out of the medicine.

"Put on your clothes and follow me." Old Wang waved his sleeves, dispelled the medicine stained by Leng Ran's body, and walked forward first. His back was a little hunched, his hair was white, and his personality was full of braided beard fluttering in the wind, revealing a small piece. He looked like a thin ordinary old man, but it was tall in Leng Ran's eyes.

Passionate enthusiasm may not be like the scorching sun; sincere care, why not laugh or scold?

The two walked slowly and came to an open land. There were many strange spiritual herbs and flowers, rich in fragrance, and they were all things that could be used during practice. They were all very precious and numerous, almost piled up into a small hill.

"Take out your storage ring, drip blood on it, then close your eyes, use your consciousness to observe and communicate with each other," Mr. Wang guided Leng Ran how to use the storage ring.

"There were other ways to recognize the main storage ring, but you are weak, so you can only use this simplest method." Mr. Wang smiled. He thought Leng Ran had to contact the storage ring for a while, but found that the latter opened his eyes after only a few breaths.

Then, he saw something that surprised him even more. Someone put the storage ring on his finger, clenched his fist and bent his fingers, walked to the spiritual grass and used the storage ring to whisper hard, muttering something in his mouth.

"Hurry up, come here."

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Mr. Wang grinned and said disgusted: "Who taught you how to use this? It's so embarrassing. Don't say that I have guided you to practice when you go out!"

"I used to use this, wrap my clothes." Leng Ran explained in a low voice, his cheeks slightly red. In the past, he had never understood how he could make the storage treasures run and collect some homeless dead objects. Therefore, he had always done it himself, and once stuffed things into the Baipang's clothes one by one.

This time it was good. He also recited the "Da Lieutenant", but the storage ring in his hand seemed to be inconvenient and there was no movement at all.

"Old Wang, this thing may be broken. Please change it to me with a new one." He looked at Old Wang coldly, making the corners of his mouth twitch.

"You are a stupid pig who can eat and drink, consume excessively, and leaks a big bucket of water!" Mr. Wang said angrily. He has lived for more than a thousand years and has never been so helpless. Why did he meet a stupid disciple like this?
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