surnamed Wang

In the cave, the firewood was crackling and burning, and a huge alchemy tripod was set on top of the fire. Outside the tripod, a woman in black looked indifferent, counting the time by tapping her fingers on the wall.

"Maoshi, when I go out, I will definitely let you experience the feeling of being tempered."

A muffled sound came from inside the cauldron, it was the voice of the soul.

The woman didn't seem to hear it. She walked around the tripod for a week, and slapped several places with her hands regularly. The temperature of the already scorching copper tripod increased again, and the body of the tripod glowed bright red. Even the water in a pool in the cave also showed signs of evaporation.

"Your soul strength is rare in the world. If you can survive this time, it is really possible to turn the situation around."

While the woman was speaking, she felt drowsy, staggered and almost fell, she shook her head, threw a red spar, went to the side of the jade bed and lay down.

The red spar is suspended above the furnace cauldron, exuding rich aura, which enters the interior through the holes in the cauldron body, and turns into red fire to burn the white soul.

Shenhun's face was distorted due to the intense pain, but he could still see that it was Wang Quanquan.

The spar contains so much aura that it won't stop even if it burns for a month. Wang Gingquan has been in the cauldron for fifteen days, and every moment is a torment. If it weren't for his strong self-healing power and the willingness of the villagers to sacrifice, I'm afraid it has long been refined into the pill in the other party's mouth.

Everything the servant of the holy spirit Maoshi did was to awaken his master, and the king's power was limited to the cultivation of gods, and all he could do was delay as much as possible.

Another mass of red flames rushed towards his face, and Wang Gangquan's divine soul made a piercing sound of being overwhelmed. He screamed in pain, and suddenly woke up from the bed.

Outside, the waves undulate regularly...

The man wiped the sweat off his forehead, glanced at the sleeping woman beside him, got out of bed softly, put on a coat and went out the door.

It was still early in the morning, and no one in the village had woken up yet. He walked alone on the beach, letting the sea water wet his trousers. He never mentioned the inhuman torture he suffered that day in the Holy Spirit Realm, even if he stayed in the realm together. Yang Dingchun, who has lived for more than a hundred years, does not know.

After returning from the Holy Spirit Realm, the immortal King Quanquan would occasionally fall into a deep sleep. In the dream, he would return to the original cage again and experience the torture of the clear soul again—these things had long been engraved in his soul.

While looking at the sea in a daze, Wang Pingquan's thoughts suddenly moved, he opened his hand, and a three-inch small man appeared in the palm of his hand.

"What happened to Wang Yijing again?"

"Return to the master, it's nothing, it's just a routine return."

Wang Quanquan was silent for a while, then suddenly asked:
"Taozi, do you want to be reincarnated?"

"Master, I'm fine now. Although I'm a little smaller, but with supernatural powers in hand, I don't have to be trapped in Taoyuan Village forever."

"The villagers saved me with their souls, but I couldn't help them get out of that cursed land." Wang Gangquan looked slightly sad.

The villain sat on the palm of his hand, looked up at the sea and said:
"Master, didn't you treat us before, and you also helped us find the law of reincarnation. I believe that when you reach the Holy Fairyland, you will be able to do more."

"You know this as well?"

The villain wiped his nose, raised his head and said:

"That's right, don't look at who we are, there is no news in the world that I can't get."

"Then tell me where Di Xin is?"

The proud villain suddenly looked a little embarrassed, "That old guy hides too deep, even the fierce gods can't find him."

Wang Gangquan also knew that there was little hope, so he raised his palm and said:

"Continue to monitor Wang Yijing, and notify me of any danger."

"Yes."

The three-inch man responded and disappeared with a "bang".

A bright light gradually appeared on the sea, and Wang Gingquan stared into the distance. He was not Wang Yijing's grandfather who only cheated on his grandson. When he went to the prison, he left Taozi to watch over him.

Not long afterward, I heard that the kid was beaten up badly, not to mention that the three chances were exhausted, and the girl he liked also blocked the arrow and died for him. Although he was saved, he was like a useless person for several months afterwards. Unexamined.

Wang Yijing stayed away from the court since he was a child, did not fight too much, got the practice method, easily became a general, and was not punished for killing immortals-the road is too flat, so that even the slightest setback makes him feel like the sky is falling average.

The sun gradually became dazzling, and the families began to get busy. Before the villagers reached the beach, Wang Gangquan appeared in front of a teleportation circle and stepped into it.

……

On a peak in Wangchen Realm, a child struggled to climb a steep cliff. He was ordinary-looking and dressed in plain clothes, and carried a large basket on his thin shoulders, which contained some herbs that grew high.

Not far above, a little black monkey climbed the roots of the rocks and moved forward. Its movements were dexterous as if it was walking on the ground. As it moved forward, it turned its head and scratched the boy's ears and cheeks from time to time, with a very proud expression.

"Red Butt, you already lived on the mountain, so it's nothing to show off that you can climb faster than me."

In the eyes of outsiders, the child uses both hands and feet, which is fast enough, but compared with the little monkey, it is still far behind.

Hearing the word "red butt", instead of getting angry, the monkey deliberately swayed its butt towards the boy below, bared its teeth and neighed a few times, then began to climb up the cliff with its back against its back, which was extremely humiliating.

The child didn't care about it, and said:

"Is there really the fairy you mentioned living on the mountain?"

The monkey stopped and pointed to the nearly vertical area above. The boy looked up and swallowed subconsciously.

The place is smooth and flat, as if cut by a giant sword. Not to mention humans, even apes have nowhere to attack. It seems that today is a waste of time. Fortunately, I picked some herbs, which is not a loss.

Just when he was about to retreat, the little monkey was so proud that he grabbed onto the loose rock, lightened his body, and even rolled down the rock with the monkey. Seeing this, the young man quickly jumped to the bottom. Luokung jumped in directly.

The young man firmly held onto the crack of the stone, and one man and one monkey escaped unharmed. Just when they looked at each other and smiled, the young man let go of his hand, and the stone shattered unexpectedly.

"Red butt, leave me alone."

In the middle of the sky, the child knew that there was no way to save him, so he threw the little monkey on his shoulders onto the cliff with all his strength, and his own falling speed became faster.

At this time, a white figure suddenly flew up from below, and when passing by the child, he grabbed his collar casually, flew towards the smooth rock wall above without slowing down, and entered a hidden cave in an instant.

The monkey's eyes widened, it scratched its head again, and finally chose to follow.

……

Inside the cave, the man put the boy aside and ordered:
"Wait here, I'll take you down later."

The child hadn't recovered from the shock, and nodded dully.

The man walked into the depths of the cave, and a middle-aged man seemed to have known that he was coming. He set the wine glass but couldn't see the jug, and said:

"What good wine did you bring this time?"

"Zhao Jianxian, are you really here to realize the sword? You think about drinking all day, and you are not sincere."

Even though the man said so, he also took out a jug of old wine from the storage bag.

……

(Thank you for the monthly pass and the reward again from the cross-section boss. Add a new chapter.) (End of this chapter)