MTL - World of Cultivation-~ Section 20 Obsession

Section 20 obsession

He bowed his head and indulged for a moment, and raised his head: "The brothers and courage, the younger brother admire. Just the spirit medicine has three products. If it can't be planted in the three fields or more, only if the aura dissipates, the grade will fall."

Wei Sheng's face changed slightly, but he immediately recovered as usual. He laughed: "If this is the case, it will save my pain."

Compared with the calmness of Wei Sheng's face, the anxious color on the old blackhead's face is even heavier.

A little weighed in the heart, Zuo Mo slightly organized a wording: "The younger brother may have a way to try."

"Oh, the younger brother please talk." Wei Sheng's spirit is violent.

"I am supported by Hao Min's sister. Now I am in charge of the cold foggy medicinal field. I think there is a lot of vacant land in the valley, so I don't want to transplant it into the valley. I only worry that Hao Min's sister will come back before the brothers build the foundation. twists and turns."

Wei Sheng showed his happiness: "The younger brother does not need to worry, Hao Min and Sister Luo will not come back so soon."

Zuo Mo only remembered that Wei Sheng’s brother was a sword servant from Luo’s brother. It is estimated that he knew where the two went. He was naturally willing to help Wei Wei’s brother, but when he thought that Hao Min’s sister would not return in a short time, his mood suddenly became a bit bad. He is now cautious every day, for fear that there is a gap in the medicine field, just like a hot potato.

To clean up the mood, Zuo Mo smiled: "That's good, the younger brother first wished the brothers to build a foundation."

Wei Sheng waved his hand: "It is too early to say this." After he finished taking out a jade slip, he handed it to the left: "The brother has no longevity, and he has no hand to get it. This is the brother of these years. Some of the realizations, I hope to help the younger brother."

Zuo Mo was overjoyed. He has been enlightened alone and no one has communicated. The repair of Wei Sheng’s brother is only higher than him. His experience is just what he can use.

He was also welcome, and smiled and took it: "Thank you brother."

The trio talked for a moment, and Wei Sheng and the old blackhead got up and said goodbye.

When the two left, Zuo Mo quickly took the dragon grass to the cold fog valley. The medicine field in the cold fog valley is three products, the left is not coveted, the elixir he does not know much, but he knows the price of the three products of Linggu!

Looking for an open space, carefully planting the dragon grass. Then I applied "Xiaoyun Yuyu", and the fourth layer of "Xiaoyun Yuyu" nourished the effect, and the dragon grass quickly recovered, and listened to the sound.

Zuo Mo bite his teeth, or get together, please say: "Pu, this is the first step of the "fetal refinement" where is it? I am stupid, can you give pointers?"

"The first step? It's very simple, there is no point." Pu Lian's eyelids were not lifted, still listening to the sound.

Looking at the Yin Gui who put the demon on his lap, Zuo Mo’s heart confessed that it seemed that he could not ask for advice, and that he could only be tempted.

He asked: "Pu, this sounds good."

"It's very interesting." Pu Man did not care.

"Do you want to be better?" Zuo Mo's voice is like a strange uncle who is holding a lollipop to trick the little girl.

Pu opened his right eye for the first time today, and the deep red **** eyes showed an interesting look: "Want."

Zuo Mo shook his head: "If you help me explain the "sacrifice", I will buy you a better one..."

"I bought it myself." Pu said in a casual manner, and he closed his eyes again and listened to his voice.

Left and stunned: "Do you have spar?"

"No." Pu still closed his eyes, enjoying his face, and the body swayed with the rhythm of music playing music.

Zuo Mosong breathed a sigh of relief and said: "No spar can't buy anything." He suddenly thought that with the strength of Pu Yao, if it is hard to grab, it is not impossible! Or to steal one, it is absolutely unconscious.

"You have a spar." Pu Zigu shook his body with the music tempo.

"Then you have to explain it to me..." Zuo Mo’s heart was a little bit safe and continued to emphasize the inevitable connection between spar and explanation. But my heart is stunned: Fortunately, he did not think of using violent means.

Pu impatient interrupted Zuo Mo, extended his right hand and showed a spar in his hand: "I will take it myself."

Zuo Mo stayed in the same place, squinting at the spar of the flower on the palm of the hand, so familiar, silent moments, he suddenly uttered the terrible horror of the beast on the verge of extinction.

"Dead man! You dare to use the spar! Lord fights with you..."

Next to the cold foggy water pool, Zuo Mo stared at the pool, and his hair was a little hairy. The water was cold and cold, and he touched it with his hand. The palm of his hand is still stiff.

With only three days left in the final deadline, he still has no threshold to break through. Pu Yao is still a kind of indifferent appearance, Zuo Mo is understood, this guy is really no matter what his life and death. However, for so many days, he is not completely unproductive. He thinks of a way. At the moment, he wants to try this method.

just……

The Pentium's waterfall can't stop the pool from chilling, even in the pool, he can feel the chill of the crowd.

He licked his lips nervously. He didn't want to try this method, but he only had three choices in his eyes. He had no choice. Hesitated for a moment, then the heart was horizontal, closed his eyes, and jumped into the pool.

The icy water of the lake almost frozen him into ice in an instant, and he couldn't help but squat. Like a stone, he continued to sink, and the pool poured into his nose and mouth. The world outside seemed to be isolated at once, and he was quiet enough to hear his heartbeat.

After experiencing the initial panic, Zuo Mo quickly calmed down and immediately followed the breath of "Birth and Refining God."

I don't know if it is stimulated by the cold water. His mind is very clear and the breath is running smoothly.

After a fragrant incense, the breath gradually disappeared, and the feeling of suffocation became stronger.

Zuo Mo got up and he knew that the most crucial time came. Every time before, he went to this stage and opened his mouth subconsciously. There is not much elaboration of this step in the "Children's Breathing God", as if in the eyes of the self-cultivator who created this method, this is the simplest thing.