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    "Old Heavenly Master, just now you said that you were taught by a fairy in your dream, what's going on?"

    Luo Yun asked his own question.

    "This happened twenty years ago, it's very weird"

    The old master has another wave of memories.

    In fact, twenty years ago, he was only at the peak of alchemy, far from the peak of Yuanying, and there were two big realms in the middle.

    It took him five years to form the golden pill, but he failed several times. He couldn't help but feel disheartened and wandered around in the mountains.

    When he came to a certain peak in the Longhu Mountains, he found two children playing chess, but he couldn't see through them at all.

    The two children were very skilled in chess, and the game was wonderful. I don't know how long they watched it, but they were so hungry that they let out a gurgling sound.

    So, one of the children took out a peach for him to eat.

    The peaches were huge and delicious, with sweet juice. He lowered his head for a while and wiped them off. When he looked up again, the two children had disappeared, leaving only a stone table and two stone benches.

    Then, he woke up suddenly and found that it was a dream!

    But in his hand, he was holding the peach core. On the peach core, there were some immortal spells recorded. He knew very well that this was an encounter with a god, so he practiced according to the skills on the peach core.

    Twenty years passed in a flash, and he made great strides all the way, formed a golden pill, gave birth to a baby, and then ten days ago, he broke through and was ready to overcome the thunder disaster!

    "You said this, isn't it amazing?"

    The old heavenly master was so excited when he said that, spit stars flew all over the place.

    Mu Beitian took a deep breath and was filled with emotion, "This is really a fairy fate, a fairy fate"

    envious!

    Among the people present, who is not envious?

    Except for Luo Yun.

    "It's no wonder that this old man was able to overcome the thunder disaster at the age of one hundred and twenty. The aura in the secular world is far inferior to that in ancient times."

    "It's easy to cultivate a fake Nascent Soul, but it's even more difficult to cultivate to the peak and survive the thunder disaster."

    Luo Yun thought to himself.

    All the officers and generals in the conference room were amazed and looked at each other in blank dismay, as if they had returned to listening to stories told by old people at home when they were young.

    "By the way, little friend, there was something you wanted to tell me before, what is it?"

    The old master turned his gaze to Luo Yun.

    "I suggest you don't listen to it, otherwise your mentality will explode."

    Luo Yun warmly reminded.

    "Little friend, but it doesn't matter."

    The old heavenly master chuckled, thinking that with his level of cultivation, there are not many people in the world who can compete with him. What can make his mentality explode?

    Two minutes later.

    "Fake Golden Elixir, fake Nascent Soul!"

    "I, Iyouare you serious!?"

    The old master's eyes were wide open, and his beard was trembling.

    "It's true."

    Luo Yun sighed, "Otherwise, how could my cultivation at the early stage of alchemy be comparable to the peak of the golden alchemy? But, you don't have to be too sad, because except for me, all monks in the secular world are like this.  A group of ancestors who practiced have fumbled the wrong way"

    "well!"

    The old heavenly master was so angry that he slapped the conference table.

    With a bang, the entire table turned into dust and scattered all over the floor.

    "this¡­¡­"

    "What method is this?"

    All the officers and generals, including Mu Beitian, were shocked and could not help but back up against the wall.

    "Little friend, is there any way to get me on the 'right path'?"

    The old heavenly master asked urgently, "As long as the little friend is willing to help, the old Taoist is willing to give away the fairy art on the peach pit!"

    "No way."

    Luo Yun spread his hands, "If you don't go through the thunder calamity, you can wash away the Nascent Soul and rebuild it, but now that you go through the thunder tribulation, the Nascent Soul refines the Thunder Essence and advances to the Primordial Soul, and the yin attribute is transformed into the yang attribute.  There is no way to rebuild it."

    "Is there really no other way?"

    "There is really no other way."

    "Oh, well"

    The old heavenly master closed his eyes a little collapsed.

    ? According to what Luo Yun said, if the inner alchemy of monsters is used to form the golden alchemy and give birth to the Nascent Soul, the demons will invade the Zifu in the future, and the inner demons will be ten times more terrifying than the orthodox monks.

    "Don't make that expression either."

    Luo Yun patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "Didn't I tell you that as long as you survive the four or nine days of calamity and turn your soul into a soul, you can completely get rid of your demon nature! You are on the same starting line as an orthodox monk!"

     "Speaking is better than singing."

    The muscle at the corner of the old master's mouth twitched, "Look at me like this, can I survive the legendary forty-nine calamity?"

    "Our lineage of celestial masters has produced many amazing and brilliant people. The real immortal is only the patriarch Zhang Daoling."

    A gleam flashed in Luo Yun's eyes.

    I am afraid that the Zhang Daoling in the history of Huaguo is not the same as the Zhang Daoling who is frantically stealing emoticons in the Tianting group at the moment.

    The relationship between the earth and the fairy world has always troubled him.

    When it was late, Mu Beitian had someone prepare a sumptuous dinner to cleanse Luo Yun and the old master.

    The two ate a little symbolically, and then went to retreat separately.

    The old celestial master wants to stabilize the realm, and Luo Yun enters the small Sumeru house to check the pair of golden cymbals snatched from the Western Region Fat Toutuo.

    The golden cymbal was originally a musical instrument for marching in ancient times, shaped like a straw hat. It also appeared in Journey to the West. The Yellow-browed King stole it from Maitreya Buddha and once trapped Monkey King.

    Fat Toutuo's pair of golden cymbals are a pair of top-grade spiritual weapons.

    At this moment, it was clamping one of Dahei's dog legs, and the whole small Sumeru House echoed with the dog's barking.

    "Master, master, sister Ruoli, help me!"

    "My leg, my leg is about to break!"

    "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

    Dahei was miserable, and he couldn't pull out his dog's leg no matter how hard he tried.

    The strength of this golden cymbal is greater than that of a hydraulic machine.

    "You must be cheap, go touch it?"

    Luo Yun sneered, and his soul power gushed out, quickly refining the soul imprint left by the original owner.

    Dahei cried, "I am wronged, master, it really did it first"

    "You liar!"

    Luo Yun scolded angrily, "As long as my little Sumeru house is closed to cut off all soul consciousness and spiritual consciousness, even if that person has supernatural powers, he can't control this golden cymbal! It seems that you are cheap to do it, otherwise  I was caught by the dog's leg!"

    "All right¡­¡­"

    Dahei's ears drooped.

    Soon, Fat Toutuo's soul seal was refined, and he was so angry that he was thousands of miles away, furious!

    Dahei pulled out the dog's leg and found that several layers of flesh had been smelted off, and the bones were almost visible. As soon as the blood flowed, he screamed in pain.

    "Fortunately, Luo Yun came in early, otherwise your leg would be useless. Let's see if you dare to touch things in the future."

    Ruo Li flew over to make fun of her, with a look of gloating.

    "Don't dare, don't dare, no matter what the master throws in from now on, I won't touch it!"

    Dahei cried and licked his wound.

    At this time, Luo Yun had already recognized the Lord with a drop of blood, and the golden cymbal belonged to him from now on.

    "Exchange a medium-grade spirit weapon for a top-grade spirit weapon."

    "made money."

    Luo Yun smiled knowingly, and took Jin Nao back.

    Eighteen formations are engraved on this magic weapon, all of which are top-grade spiritual formations, which can pinch opponents' fists, feet or weapons in battle, or lock them in completely, and can be refined into pus in just three minutes.  Water (Remember this website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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