The Second Immortal Road

It took a full day to extract the phoenix marrow yin feet of Yuanling, during which Han Ming had a real understanding of what is called Huaixiang Nuanyu.

After extracting Yuanyin, Han Ming sat down on Yuanling’s bed, closed his eyes and adjusted his breath, using force to press the peculiar cool air flow into the deepest part of the dantian, wrapping it layer by layer to ensure that it is not Will dissipate the impairment.

On the other hand, Yuanling continued to collapse on the bed, her eyes blurred, and her small lips were a little red and swollen. It is no wonder that Han Ming's physical body is strong, and there is no problem with a movement that lasts all day, but Yuanling will not work. It's the pill formation period, but the secret technique that has never been practiced, the physical body is a little stronger than that of a mortal.

After a small half-zhu incense, Yuanling's eyes were restored to the clear color, she tidyed up her clothes, sat on the side of the bed, and pretended to meditate, but in fact she had no thoughts at all.

Yuanling tried hard to control herself not to think about what happened before, but she couldn't do it at all. The more she controlled her to think about it, the more those pictures appeared in her mind, and the blush on her face became more and more. Until the end, she felt a little feverish. .

Taking a peek at Han Ming, who was sitting upright, Yuanling felt a bit resentful in her heart. The man kissed so emotionally that she let her down, but at the last moment he stopped. Yin sucked out, not in another way.

Yuanling felt that Han Ming was really not a man.

After a short half hour of meditating, Han Ming slowly opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly tilted, and with a slight smile, the phoenix marrow yin had been sucked out by him, and it was preserved, and he waited to consume it when trying to get a baby. Used!

Looking sideways, he glanced at Yuanling, who was holding his face on his side. Han Ming's face was a little weird. He was not a fool. Yuanling had already let go. If he goes further, he wants to obtain Yuanyin in another way. , She would not resist or refuse to come.

Yuanling is very beautiful, even no less than Qiao Yushan's three rising stars. In the bottom of his heart, Han Ming feels that it is a very good thing to have a relationship with such a beauty, but in the end he resisted the impulse. He has some pedantic thoughts, but can't.

If he really took Yuanling’s Yuanyin in another way, Han Ming felt that he might not be able to get rid of Yuanling. It was not Yuanling’s aspect, but what he thought in his heart. He would never bear to be with himself. The female cultivator who had a relationship did double cultivating with others, and because Yuanling did not double cultivating with other people, then he could only choose to do double cultivating with her by himself.

But although Han Ming is a Danzong cultivator, he is actually away all year round. It is not much different from a casual cultivator. He takes care of himself better. If one more person is added, it will be a little distracted, and it will inevitably make him uncomfortable. Infant road slows down.

It is also helpless to cleanse oneself.

Han Ming saw Yuanling's shy and resentful eyes, and subconsciously moved his eyes away, and bowed his hand to Yuanling, "Junior Sister Yuan, please restore your mana, brother, don't bother!"

After speaking, Han Ming got up from Yuanling's show bed, left quickly, and hurriedly returned to his cave and continued to practice alchemy in retreat.

At the same time, at the junction of East Desert and Nanyuan, a hundred feet away from the ground, a milky white flying boat sprang out from a large white cloud. If a long rainbow, it disappeared into the sky in a moment, and the broken cloud has not yet bridged it. .

On the flying boat, an old man with a white beard is holding one hand behind him, looking at the front of the flying boat, with a faint excitement on his face, and behind him, a middle-aged man in blue is holding a piece of blue jade with one hand. The card constantly senses something, and there is also a smile at the corner of his mouth.

The old man with white beard fluctuates quite vigorously. He is definitely a cultivator in the alchemy stage, and he is not an ordinary cultivator in the alchemy stage, he is a strong man in the alchemy stage. As for the blue-clothed middle-aged man, although his cultivation base is a bit worse than that of the white-bearded old man, it is clear that he is also a late-stage alchemy cultivator.

"What's wrong, I can sense it!" The white-bearded old man turned his head slightly, with a hint of questioning on his face.

"No, I was only urged for a while, I can only determine the approximate direction, and cannot determine the specific distance, but it can be determined that it is a hundred thousand miles away, probably on the edge of the Netherbone Plateau!" Lan Yizhong The young man shook his head, his face a little helpless.

"The protective stone clothing outside has been torn. Since there is the first time, there must be a second time. As long as he dares to push it again, we can determine his location! And on the edge of the Netherbone Plateau, there is no mass at all. At the gate of the door, we can take action without any scruples!" The white-bearded old man was not disappointed, instead he opened his mouth with a smile.

"Finally I can take the things back, and it can be considered to have made up for it!" The white-bearded old man sighed long.

The middle-aged man in blue nodded and let out a foul breath. "Yes, how could the sacred object that absorbed the spiritual energy be stolen by the traitor if it weren’t for the carelessness of the two of me? Looking hard outside, even the sect dared not return!"

"Don't talk about this, you can concentrate on sensing, don't miss any fluctuations, try to find them quickly, and bring the holy artifacts back. After all, the time given to us by the sect is only twenty years old!" The white-bearded old man exhorted , Then turned his head again, fully urging the flying boat magic weapon under his feet.

Feizhou magic weapon flashed a few times and disappeared into the clouds, and was no longer visible.

Five years later, Han Ming and Yuanling stood side by side on a low mountain near the inner region of the Minggu Plateau, while Zhuang Yun followed Han Ming with her hands.

"Senior Brother Han, I'm going back to the sect now!" Yuan Ling said softly.

"Yeah!" Han Ming nodded and agreed.

"Does Brother Han have nothing to say to Junior Sister?" Yuanling looked at Han Ming, with a hint of hope in her eyes.

Han Ming lowered his head, his eyes rolled, and he arched his hands slightly, "I wish you a good journey, Junior Sister!"

"Hmph, I'm leaving!" Yuanling snorted coldly, put on her sleeves, and flew away. When she turned her head, her eyes were full of resentment.

Yuanling thinks that Han Ming’s eyes are blind. She looks like a female cultivator in the pill-forming stage, even if she is placed in a super-large sect like Taiyi Sect, it is definitely very popular. With a single move, it can attract a large amount of pill-forming. The monk Qi was willing to do double cultivation with her, but she was no better than a fake alchemy female cultivator, and her appearance was far inferior to her. That female cultivator named Zhuang Yun could always follow, and she had to go back to the sect!

"Senior Zhu, Senior Yuan seems to want you to keep her!" Zhuang Yun reminded softly from behind.

Han Ming squinted at Zhuang Yun, with a hint of dislike on his face, and said faintly, "You practice honestly, strive for an early formation of alchemy, and don't think about useless things!"

"Yes, the junior has been taught!" Zhuang Yun stopped her mouth quickly, and she realized that Senior Zhu didn't hear the meaning of the words, but pretended not to hear it.

"Let's go, I have to change to a cave!" Han Ming said, then waved his sleeves, wrapped Zhuang Yun and flew in a certain direction.

Looking into the distance, the corner of Han Ming's mouth slightly cocked. For the past five years, he has been taking pills for cultivation, and finally he has raised his cultivation base from the peak of the initial stage of alchemy to the middle stage of alchemy.

For the advanced level of cultivation, there are a lot more things to do next. The molten gold body can start to smelt the essence of the metal again to improve the ability, and the various secret arts of Huajianjue can also be practiced, and certain kendo magical powers are also Need practice.

In addition, the last batch of ghost bones he hunted has been consumed almost, and now the only useful ghost bones for him are above the sixth level. He has to continue the path of hunting the ghost bones, continue to refine alchemy, and continue to improve. Mana, strive to advance to the later stage of the pill formation as soon as possible.

It is worth mentioning that in the past five years, the living corpses planted with two golden and black eggs by my finger insects have also undergone tremendous changes. Their bodies have completely withered and turned into powder, which seems to be regarded as The nutrients are absorbed cleanly.

The two living corpses now only left two lifelike heads, as if they had fainted.

Although these two heads still maintain the appearance of a human, the inside is no longer the structure of a human head, but has become a existence similar to a worm's nest, which is full of white pastes, and the wormholes are vertical and horizontal.

There are five insects inhabiting each head, but it cannot be said that they are insects, because they have no entity, but a kind of illusion. Some are similar to ghosts, and they don’t seem to have sapience yet. They only move by instinct. .

Han Ming had experimented with these insects, but found that they were very strange and difficult to entangle. Mana and other things were completely ineffective against them. The magic weapon slammed on it, and it was broken up directly, but instead it condensed and formed on the other side.

Han Ming used various methods, but found that these insects were completely immortal, and they could regroup no matter what they were broken into.

This insect is more special than this. Their bite force is also very strong, and can catch up to half of my finger insect bite force. Give them a certain amount of time, and they can bite the magic weapon.

Han Ming once tried to mobilize these insects, only to find that these insects did not listen to him at all. These little things only listened to my finger insects' orders. If my finger insects fell asleep, they would keep hiding in the human head.

Previously, Han Ming felt that the name of the ninth evil insect of my finger insect was a bit misnomer~www.novelmt.com~ After all, it can only have an amazing bite force, and it doesn't have many advantages. Until now, his idea has completely disappeared. Now, this my finger bug can actually spawn this weird immortal bug!

With this weird bug alone, my finger bug is absolutely qualified to be in the top 20 fierce bugs!

There is no threat to the number of such bugs, but if three or four hundred fly out, monks below the Nascent Infant stage will definitely not dare to stun the front. If the magic weapon is released, it will be swallowed up in an instant, and if it is five or six Thousands of them came out, and the cultivators of the Yuan Ying stage would definitely not dare to resist head-on, after all, these insects are immortal, and they are not afraid of consumption at all!

However, a live alchemy monk can only cultivate five insects, and if you want to reach five or six thousand, it will take more than a thousand early alchemy monks. This is an astronomical figure, and Han Ming dare not even think about it. .

But it’s okay, just accumulate slowly, it will come in handy one day!

Han Ming thought about it for a moment, and then named this kind of bug, calling it the ghost head bug. I want to chat with more like-minded people about "The Second World of Immortals", WeChat pays attention to "Excellent Reading Literature", chats about life, and finds friends~

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