I Am Calabash Fairy

"Is this a strange beast that is naturally raised?"

Hong Ming guessed from the bottom of his heart.

The child looked at Hong Ming with a worried look.

Hong Ming smiled and said:

"Every creature has a name. For example, my name is Hong Ming, my last name is Hong, and my name is Ming."

Hong Ming stretched out his hand and wrote his name on the ground.

"You can give yourself a name."

Hong Ming asked again.

With a look of incomprehension on the boy's face, after thinking about it, he grabbed the futon with both hands, and he broke the futon.

"Yes, I have, it's called... Hong... Hong Shan!"

"amount?"

Hong Ming was taken aback for a moment, then nodded:

"Hongshan, yes, although this name is simple, it has a strong atmosphere and weight."

Hong Ming said and smiled.

After hearing this, the child immediately relaxed. But when he came back to his senses, the child was suffering.

Hong Ming was nervous.

What about this.

Hong Ming took out the pill, magic weapon, and fairy from the storage ring to coax the child, but the child was still crying and couldn't stop it.

I can't coax it at all!

This is helpless.

Hong Ming once brought Hong Xuan.

When Hong Xuan was young, he was like a child, even when Hong Ming just left, that was the case, but Hong Xuan was obedient. Although naughty and lethargic, he didn't have much problem.

Even when I am sad, I rarely cry.

The child cried, Hong Ming was desperate.

Hurry up.

After coaxing for a long time, the child finally stopped crying.

"I tore him to pieces."

The child was sad.

Hong Ming glanced at him, not crying or laughing.

The child is talking about futons on the ground.

Just when the child was thinking, he accidentally tore the futon on the ground.

Hong Ming smiled a little bitterly, but he became more curious about what kind of strange beast it was. This should be in his early childhood, and he accidentally tore the top-grade magic weapon.

If this spreads out, how many monks will be ashamed of it.

"It's okay, it's okay for me to refine it again."

Hong Ming picked up the futon and sprayed out the yin and yang mixed elements.

As soon as this fairy fire appeared, the child looked curiously.

Hong Ming is not good at refining weapons, but he also learned a few when refining the magic weapon of his life. Using the current cultivation base to repair a high-grade magic weapon, there is no problem at all.

I used a few extravagant fairy materials, and the futon is just fine.

"My brother is so good, can you teach me?"

"can not you do it?"

Hong Ming was slightly puzzled.

It stands to reason that there should be inheritance in the blood of the alien beast. For example, Hong Xuan, after awakening the blood, the blood information is transmitted, Hong Xuan knows more than Hong Ming.

This is not a joke.

"No, I don't know anything."

The child was crying again.

Hong Ming was helpless and quickly explained to the kid.

When talking about the way of refining tools, one must talk about cultivation, and this little kid doesn't understand it either.

This mysterious strange beast has never practiced.

Hong Ming was stunned.

"It's okay, you're so good if you don't cultivate. If you do, you will definitely be even stronger." Hong Ming comforted and began to explain the way of cultivation.

The cultivation way of a monk is very simple, from practicing Qi, to foundation building, to golden core... and then all the way to becoming immortal.

Hong Ming can speak clearly and clearly.

But this strange beast is obviously not a human being, Hong Ming didn't talk about it.

Instead, he talked about a more crude practice.

Refining gas, refining gas and transforming god...

Hong Ming has been practicing so far, it is precisely the part of refining the gods.

Hong Ming himself didn't have a thorough understanding of this part of the cultivation, so naturally he would not rashly talk about it to this child. But the part of refining gas and refining gas to transform gods, Hong Ming said in detail.

He talked about dozens of cultivation ways in a row.

Even this little kid is very curious and asks a lot.

Hong Ming didn't even conceal the Three Profound Refining Art.

This talk is four thousand five hundred years before and after.

The child practiced slowly.

And Hong Ming began to sacrifice his life immortal weapon.

After entering the wild world for so long, Hong Ming didn't sacrifice his life celestial weapon because he didn't find a suitable celestial material, but he planted it after getting the congenital Hunyuan lotus seed last time.

Among the sun and moon gourds, the congenital Hunyuan lotus has taken root and sprouted for seven million years.

Seven million years, this congenital Hunyuan lotus has finally matured.

And above this Hunyuan Lotus, it exudes a peculiar breath.

Let the weather stop first.

"Although it is only contaminated with some innate aura, it is much worse than the innate spiritual material, but the effect is much better than the average fairy material! With this treasure, I don't know how much benefit it will be for future cultivation."

A hint of pride flashed in Hong Ming's heart.

Originally, Hong Ming did not expect to obtain such a precious treasure.

Who knows a coincidence.

Hong Ming felt that his luck seemed a little better.

"It's a pity that this innate treasure cannot continue to produce lotus seeds and reproduce the next generation."

Hong Ming felt a little pity.

This treasure belongs to nature.

Innate, there is a certain number.

So it is impossible to reproduce.

All congenital treasures and congenital creatures have a definite number, and it is impossible to reproduce indefinitely. Even if they have stayed in the sun and moon gourd for nearly five million years, this congenital Hunyuan lotus has not reproduced the next generation.

Taking out this treasure, Hong Ming directly began to sacrifice.

Congenital mixed lotus, with lotus leaves, lotus, lotus petals, lotus stems.

But there is no lotus root.

Because the innate Hunyuan lotus does not draw power from the earth, but absorbs the celestial energy and the profound energy of the heavens and the earth, and even the innate energy, to grow.

If this treasure is taken apart, it can be refined into a terrifying elixir, and it can be refined into many pieces of infinite power.

But Hong Ming directly refines this treasure into a zombies.

This is very luxurious.

But the effect is obvious.

Essence and blood flew out and landed on this innate Hunyuan lotus, Yuan Ying separated a trace, merged into the Hunyuan lotus, Hong Ming's Yuan Ying even exhaled the Yuan Ying profound energy, and fell on this innate Hunyuan lotus. on.

Congenital Hunyuan lotus, slowly refining.

It took Hong Ming one thousand two hundred years to refine the natal immortal weapon.

After the sacrifice was completed, Hong Ming brought this life immortal device into the Dantian Qi Sea.

In the Congenital Hunyuan Lotus at this time, the petals of the lotus are divided into ten colors, but the central position is a bright yellow. The original Hunyuan Xuan Huanglian was in the Dantian Qi Sea, swallowing heaven and earth profound energy from the void, and then released the innate Hunyuan Xuan Qi and a hint of Xuan Huang Qi.

This treasure can actually cultivate on its own.

Hong Ming could even feel a faint trace of consciousness in this treasure.

"This treasure continues to be cultivated, and it won't become an innate spiritual treasure!"

A trace of eagerness flashed in Hong Ming's heart.

The four-legged small cauldron, like a creature, can speak, can swallow the innate spiritual fire, and has infinite power.

It would be terrifying if Hong Ming's natal immortal weapon could reach this point.

Once the natal immortal device was successfully cultivated, Hong Ming continued to practice.

Whether it is to comprehend the Great Way, accumulate the foundation, or continue to improve the cultivation base, it is a slow process to cultivate to the peak of the heavenly immortal, Hong Ming is not in a hurry, and cultivates day by day.

In an instant, it was another five thousand years.

During this time, Hong Shan's cultivation was very difficult.

After Hong Ming began to give pointers, Hong Shan began to practice.

Hong Ming originally thought that the talent of Hongshan, to cultivate to the realm of immortals, would only take a hundred years, a thousand years, who knows... the part of refining Qi has been cultivated for ten thousand years.

Until Hong Ming's birth immortal artifacts were successfully cultivated and reached the level of high-grade immortal artifacts, Hong Shan's cultivation level still did not improve.

It feels like... 10,000 years of refining qi.

"Little brother, I have achieved success in my cultivation. I have come to Chengtian Mountain on this trip. It has been a good harvest. It's time to descend."

Hong Ming stood up and said goodbye.

Hong Shan felt a little uncomfortable, lowering his head unhappy.

"Well, with your talent, it is inevitable to become immortal. After a few years, you and I will meet again in the immortal world."

Hong Ming started to persuade.

Hong Shan nodded.

Although his temperament is still like a child, Hong Ming has told all about the monks over the years, and Hong Shan is much better than before.

Common sense is clear.

It's just that there is no experience, no transparency.

"Brother, wait a moment."

The child Hong Shan thought, as soon as he stepped on his foot, he entered the earth.

Hong Ming looked envious.

This place was constrained by the Chengtian Mountain, Hong Ming would not be able to escape from the escape technique, but Hong Shan was so talented that it was extremely simple to use.

This is a talent gap, incomparable.

The child went quickly and came quickly. It was just a stick of incense, and the child appeared again.

"Brother Ming, this treasure is for you. It should be useful."

The child put a stone in Hong Ming's hands.

Hong Ming didn't care at first, but after receiving this treasure, he was taken aback.

The stone was so heavy, like a thousand mountains.

If it weren't for Hong Ming's strength increase, he wouldn't necessarily be able to bear it.

The child threw the stone down and disappeared when he stepped on it.

Hong Ming held the stone in both hands, with a look of horror on his face.

Divine Soul entered the stone, and the next moment, a strange scene appeared.

Among the stones, there is a world of earth.

The origin of the endless earth, gathered into a large mountain, vast, vast, and thick.

Hong Ming was stunned when he saw this scene.

"This treasure...A high-grade Lingbao?"

The Lingbao that Hong Ming saw was not one or two, but this Lingbao was a bit too scary.

In terms of power alone, this treasure is definitely a top-grade spirit treasure.

High-grade Lingbao, as far as Hong Ming knows, are rare in the upper realm.

The few Xuanxians in the Necropolis are all at the level of the Taiqing Xuanxian, not far from the Jinxian, but there is only one high-grade spirit treasure on their body. This is already the strongest among the Taiqing Xuanxian. .

This Lingbao promotion is too troublesome.

Generally Xuanxian has no choice at all.

"Thank you!"

Hong Ming bowed to the place where the child left.

Then went down the mountain and left.

Hong Ming taught this child to know everything and act everything. Even the Three Profound Refining Technique Jue was taught, which is regarded as a kindness.

But Hong Ming didn't intend to ask for anything in return, just forge a good relationship.

This son is not trivial. Even though he hasn't made a breakthrough in Qi refining for thousands of years, his talent is even more terrifying. Hong Ming doesn't know the reason, but he is certain to show his favor.

It is impossible to say that after tens of thousands of years, he will still encounter it in the fairy world.

For example, with Hao Lianshan, Dongyu Immortal, Zhou Tong, and Gong Buwei.

Who knows, the treasure that this kid took out with his hands turned out to be a top-grade spirit treasure.

This is actually Hong Ming owes kindness.

But this grace, Hong Ming has to accept it.

In the original world, it is still evolving, and the original power in the spirit treasure is needed, and Hong Ming will not be affectionate.

Bring this high-grade spirit treasure into the world of origin stars, the chaotic talisman shining, this top-grade spirit treasure still has no suspense and began to slowly melt, in which the terrifying earth origin emerged.

Ten Hunyuan stars turned, and the earth stars quickly swallowed the origin of the earth at this moment and grew stronger.

Earth, wind, water, and fire, these four origin stars are already extremely vast, and can support this world.

The other origin stars are obviously worse.

"Six Lingbao still needed!"

Hong Ming sighed in his heart.

...

Going down the mountain is much easier than going up the mountain.

After walking down the mountain for seven thousand years, Hong Ming finally came to the foot of the mountain.

This trip to the Tianshan Mountains, coming and going, took nearly 30,000 years.

Even if Hong Ming's trip was very rewarding.

Taking a look at Chengtian Mountain, Hong Ming turned and left.

Just as Hong Ming was leaving, a small figure appeared at the foot of the mountain, waving his hand in the direction where Hong Ming had left, and the figure behind quickly disappeared.

Leaving Chengtian Mountain, Hong Ming walked southwest.

Along the way, Hong Ming was no longer anxious to practice.

It is trying to understand the state of enlightenment.

Everything between the heaven and the earth seems to be in my heart. The various rune avenues between the heaven and the earth are all affected by my own. Everything and everything moves with my heart.

This state of enlightenment is extraordinary.

It's a pity that even if Hong Ming had such an insight, he still couldn't get started when he tried again.

This realm of enlightenment is too difficult, too difficult.

Hong Ming no longer walked away, but stepped on the earth, fascinated by the sky.

Slowly realize.

Along the way, wind and frost, strong wind, thunder...

All the tribulations were like the spring breeze, Hong Ming didn't care.

Three thousand years later, Hong Ming was moving forward, and more than ten retreat lights flashed in front of him. In the retreat light, a monk with **** light and shadow appeared. The blood spread around this person's body and galloped all the way.

All the creatures encountered on the road were instantly wiped out with all their vitality and blood.

At this moment, Hong Ming felt a slight change.

Wow!

The blood spread and struck towards Hong Ming.

But at this moment, Hong Ming stepped on the ground under his feet, flew directly into the sky, and smashed his fist to the blood shadow.

The blood shadow wanted to escape, but at this moment, the surrounding heaven and earth avenues seemed to have changed, affecting the escape technique, and the escape was unable to escape. With a single blow, the blood shadow turned into blood~www.wuxiaspot.com~ stall on the ground.

After the punch, Hong Ming stood there, slowly realizing.

call! call!

Soon he encountered Dunguang and flew over.

More than ten people headed by that are all gods.

After seeing the blood here, he surrounded Hong Ming.

"Isn't Li Taoist taking this person away?"

Said a god.

"It's possible, but it doesn't look like it!"

A **** answered.

A group of people are fierce.

Hong Ming woke up from his sentiment, looking helpless:

"This person has been killed by me, let's go!"