Chapter 189 Wang Jia has a son, named Kunlun

Fang Daoming is willing to go with this store, but he still has another layer of thought. It turned out that he must be the original resident of this Yuhengxing Palace and make a living by buying and selling. The people he made friends with must be from all over the starry sky. His news must also be magnificent and mixed. He knew a lot. Fang Daoming was involved in the starry sky at the beginning and wanted to find out some information from him.

The hometown of this store is not far from this hanging market, and the middle-aged man actually has a fast escape magic weapon, so it is not slow to shuttle through the starry sky. After crossing the three stars, a group of three people will fall on an orange star. The man led the way. In a moment, the three of them drove down between a village at the foot of the mountain.

Fang Daoming was quite surprised. It turned out that the other stars in the starry sky outside the region were not like the vast land of Shenzhou. Except for the atmosphere, there were no nine winds and nine sky thunder. Therefore, a refiner like this man can also drive out of the stars and go to the extraterrestrial starry sky. Such a situation is unimaginable in the vast land of Shenzhou.

Fang Daoming and Li Luan followed the man into the village. When they walked to a remote place, they saw three simple wooden houses standing side by side, surrounded by fences, and their life was quite simple.

The middle-aged man shouted, "The distinguished guest has arrived, and my son hasn't come out to greet him yet!"

"Dad is back," a teenager came out of the wooden house, about ten years old, but he was quite strong and had a square face. At a glance, he was unusually more stable than a normal teenager: "Two distinguished guests came, and Kunlun is polite."

The steady teenager quickly moved out of the tables and chairs, asked Fang Daoming to sit in the courtyard and make three cups of camellia. Fang Daoming and his father stood behind his father, with his hands hanging down, which was extremely regular.

"Little son Wang Ping, this son is my only son, called Kunlun. I don't know the names of the two distinguished guests?" The man introduced himself, but did not mention the star map.

Although Wang Ping's home is simple, he can't help but be surprised, so he is not in a hurry: "Don't dare, poor Fang Daoming, this is a poor subordinate of Li Luan."

As soon as Wang Ping heard the words of his subordinate, he was immediately shocked. The other party looked up again: "It turns out that the two immortals are masters of Taoism. Please forgive me for my poor eyes and have never known the immortal golden body driving. My son will see the immortals quickly!"

Wang Kunlun also showed his eyes and suddenly bowed down and kowtowed. Fang Daoming said that he didn't dare to do it, and a gentle air held it up.

Wang Ping said, "My son, go and get the ancestral starry compass."

Wang Kunlun quickly returned to the wooden house and took out a bronze compass, which was quite simple. Wang Ping said, "I heard that Xianchang wanted a star map before. The little old man didn't have any star map, but there is a starry compass, which is better than a star map. Please laugh at it."

Fang Daoming took this compass and felt that it was quite heavy, and he didn't know what the material was, but there was no reaction on this compass.

Wang Ping immediately said, "This compass has been passed down from generation to generation, and I don't know which ancestor came from. Rumor is that it is a magic weapon, but it has been passed on to the generation of the little old children. Nothing has been achieved, and the practice is even worse. Therefore, this magic weapon is predestined to bump into the Taoist priest today. If you want to give it to the Taoist priest, please don't dislike it. ."

When Fang Daoming heard that it was a magic weapon, he penetrated into the power of the yuan god. The compass was immediately shining and the stars were vast. In this starlight, there are star maps leaping out. These star maps are extremely detailed, far better than the star maps given by Haoranzi, such as Taiji, Bagua, Tianlong, Phoenix and other huge star palaces. Fang Dao sighed clearly and secretly, played with it, and then received the power of the yuan god. The compass returned to its original state and was dim.

Fang Daoming is not pretentious: "Poor Tao really needs this starry compass. Since the Taoist priest's generous help, the poor Taoist priest is better than obeying. I don't know what the poor Taoist priest can do for the Taoist father and son?"

Wang Pingping's sentence. Hearing this, he was overjoyed: "To tell you the truth, the little old man has achieved nothing in his life. The only concern is this child. Kunlun's qualifications are not bad. He has been practicing Taoism since he was a child, and he is also diligent, but somehow, he has not made much progress. Please give me some advice."

Fang Daoming stared and looked at Wang Kunlun's hair marrow acupuncture points. He was immediately shocked. It turned out that there were many magnificent medicinal powers hidden in the qi and blood of the acupuncture points in the teenager's body. These medicinal powers were different, some were thick, fierce, some erratic, some wild, and they collided with each other, rejected each other, and formed an independent group. Without integration, the teenager's body can accommodate so many violent drugs safely, which is enough to surprise Fang Daoming, not to mention that the teenager's body is even more unique.

Generally, the body of the chemist is composed of skin, hair marrow, acupuncture points, qi and blood. It is not surprising that Fang Daoming uses chaotic relic to quench the body. However, although Wang Kunlun's flesh surface is composed of flesh, it seems to be composed of countless Xuanhuang crystals in the depth. Each Xuanhuang crystal seems to be small, but it is like However, it seems to be a small space, and the Xuanhuang crystal corresponding to 365 acupuncture points around the body is several times larger than others. The qi and blood around the body flow endlessly in these countless Xuanhuang crystals, which turned out to be golden yellow, brilliant and wonderful.

Fang Daoming looked at it more and more curiously. Unexpectedly, he had no idea for a moment. When he told the truth, he also terrmented the father and son of the Wang family. Wang Ping was even worried about whether his only son could continue to practice and even die.

Fang Daoming smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. Like Kunlun's body, it can be called a treasure body. It is not only long-lasting, but also conducive to practicing Taoism. In fact, it is rare in heaven and earth. However, this physique is not born innate, but acquired. I don't know if Kunlun has a chance to become a strong body comparable to this magic weapon. ?"

Wang Kunlun just smiled, but his father frowned and muttered, "Remember, my son hasn't had much adventure since he was born. He just took more panacea."

"How do you say this?"

"The Taoist priest doesn't know something, but this has been long." Wang Ping sighed, so he talked about Wang Kunlun's life, but there was another story.

It turns out that this surname is Wang Yimai, but it is the big surname of Yuheng Star Palace. For generations, it has a long history, and Ding Wang is extremely prosperous for a while. Although this Yuheng Star Palace has hundreds of stars, it is under the command of the four major families, and the Wang family is one of these four families, and the ancestral home of the Wang family is on this star.

In this vast universe, if you want to settle down and even be a hero, you must be suppressed by the yuan god masters. Therefore, the elites of these four major families are naturally mainly monaste and are also proud of monastery. The ancestors of the Wang clan have also been monks in the realm of the Yang of Yuanshen, but they have been a little lonely over the years. Although the owner of the family is anxious, there is nothing he can do.

Besides, Wang Ping's father was only a concubine of the Wang family. He was not popular and had little talent for monjugation. When he was young, he was driven out of the Wang family and went to this remote village to survive, and finally ended up depressed. However, Wang Ping was born arrogant and died of depression because of his father, so he hated the Wang family and thought about how to turn over and revenge all day long. However, he stepped into the gate of the Wang family, but his qualifications were also average, and he lacked the guidance of famous teachers. In such a flash, it was half a hundred years, and he is still wandering at the bottom of the air refiner. What's more, there is no hope of becoming a yuan god and set foot in the supreme road.

After half a hundred in a hurry, Wang Ping finally knew his fate and knew that no matter how hard he tried in this life, he would stop doing so, so he transferred all his hopes to his only son Wang Kunlun. Wang Kunlun has lost his mother since he was a child and has been dependent on his father for life. He has also been indoctrinated with many personal thoughts by his father since he was a child. Fortunately, his son has been careful and calm and can still grow up with mental health. Moreover, his cultivation qualifications are obviously higher than his father's, and his attitude is diligent, which makes his father quite gratified.

Wang Ping did his best to teach Kunlun's profound Taoism, but he always looked for famous teachers for him, and tried his best to go to the Star Market to do some transactions, only to change the panacea. When he came back, he swallowed it with Kunlun to replenish his vitality. He didn't want to do much for more than ten years. The great progress was made until today when I bumped into Fang Daoming and invited him back with the attitude of a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

Fang Daoming carefully examined Wang Kunlun's strange body, and then listened to Wang Ping's words and finally understood the reason. It turned out that Wang Kunlun's special physique was the result of his father's unintentional insertion of willows. For more than ten years, the plugging of countless elixirs has not improved Wang Kunlun's cultivation, but the strong medicinal power that could not be absorbed has blocked Wang Kunlun's acupuncture points and spirit, but has become a heavenly chasm, making it impossible to practice more than half a step in the past ten years, and has still to stop.

When Wang Ping listened to Fang Daoming's explanation, he seemed to suddenly realize that he was confused and scolded himself for being confused. In addition to sadness, he couldn't help bursting into tears. Fortunately, he had not regretted his bad brain. Then he knelt down in front of Fang Daoming and begged for help. Wang Kunlun also knelt in front of Fang Daoming and kept kowtoing.

Fang Daoming said, "You don't have to be sad. Get up first. Poverty has its own way to help Kunlun refine the medicinal power in the body."

The father and son of the Wang family were overjoyed to see that Fang Daoming was willing to help. The two of them bowed three times before they got up. Fang Daoming's magic power was shocked, and the tower of creation immediately came out, hanging above Wang Kunlun's head, brushing down several chaotic qi. Wang Kunlun knew that it was an extremely rare opportunity for the immortal to cast a spell to save himself. He was very cooperative, but he closed his eyes and remained motionless.

The chaotic atmosphere of the tower of creation surrounded it, and then divided it into 365, all of which plunged into 365 acupuncture points around it, strangled the messy medicine in its body, and rushed around. Wang Kunlun only felt hundreds of vigorous rampage in his body, almost supporting his body. Fortunately, his physique was strong and special, so he could barely support it, but he was also extremely painful and couldn't help moaning.

Fang Daoming said coldly, "It is naturally extremely painful to wash tendons and cut marrow. If you can't help opening your mouth, just give up."

Wang Kunlun has always been heavy and resolute since he was a child. He knew that this was the only opportunity in his life, so he forcibly resisted it, even if his gums were bleeding, and he didn't say a word, but his father couldn't bear to look at it and don't go over.

How did Wang Kunlun know that the greater pain was still ahead? Each of the 365 chaotic qi gushed out samadhi real fire and Taiji true thunder, and the acupuncture points around his body were bombarded and burned, so painful that he almost fainted. In each hole, there is a Taiji thunder pool and a heaven and earth oven, which burns and refines all the impurities and haze in its body. As the chaotic air flows back to the tower of creation, it turns into chaotic gas.

In fact, the body of ordinary people can never withstand such harsh refinement, but Wang Kunlun's physique is so special that Fang Daoming dares to apply such a fierce medicine. However, the mysterious yellow crystals in his body have also been destroyed five or six times, and the rich medicinal power accumulated in his body for more than ten years immediately rolled and flowed into the damaged mysterious. Yellow crystals can be quickly repaired and complete.

It was destroyed and replenished, replenished and destroyed, and tossed back and forth for more than ten times before stopping, but Wang Kunlun had fainted in pain. In this quenching, its body has undergone a transformation. Each Xuanhuang crystal has been more than three times larger than before. The chaotic original spirit has turned into the Xuanhuang qi of heaven and earth, running endlessly in its body, connecting its acupuncture points and tendons.

Fang Daoming stopped, took the tower of creation, woke up Wang Kunlun, and smiled, "How about now?"

Wang Kunlun only felt that the world was bright, and his body was much lighter than before. Between breathing, the air of heaven and earth rolled in, and there seemed to be infinite power in his body. He knew that he had been reborn, no longer Wang Kunlun before, so he hurriedly knelt down and thanked: "Thank you for your kindness of immortals."

Wang Ping was also overjoyed to see this and thanked him.

Fang Daoming said: "Your physique is really strange. The poor Tao is just the icing on the cake and adds some modifications. Most of the messy medicine in your body has been consumed, and the rest of it has also been hidden in the acupuncture points for your future practice and will never hinder your practice. The impurities and haze in your body have also been extracted from the poor road, in exchange for the mysterious yellow spirit of heaven and earth. Some of the Taoist methods you practiced before have also been extracted from the poor road, leaving nothing.

Wang Kunlun was happy first and then shocked: "Xianchang, is that boy's way to be full?"

"Those Taoisms are all useless skills, not the innate origin road. What's the use of cultivation? It's a waste of your treasure body. I'll pass on to you another fairy formula, a Taoist magic power, and two innate arrays. If you practice with this in the future, you will live up to your mysterious yellow body."

Wang Kunlun was overjoyed to hear that. The Taoism he had practiced before were all sideways. If his father came together and practiced by himself, and today he got Fang Daoming's Taoism, he would recognize him as an apprentice. How could he not be happy? At that time, he called the master and he would have to perform the salute of worshiping the teacher.

"This master is not busy," Fang Daoming stopped it: "for a period of 50 years. If you can become a Yuanshen in 50 years, the poor Tao will recognize you as an apprentice. Otherwise, we will not have the fate of this master and apprentice. When practicing, a fairy formula is the most important, followed by magic power, and the two arrays are the last. I hope you can understand. The reason for passing on your two arrays.

Wang Kunlun said solemnly, "Master, don't worry, Kunlun will definitely live up to the master's expectations. This master is still called first." After saying that, he bowed down and bowed his head respectfully.

Only then did Wang Ping know that he had invited a great god by chance. He was both excited and excited, and there was no words for a moment.

Fang Daoming got the magic weapon starry sky compass, preached the Taoism, and told him a few more words to say goodbye and embark on the starry sky journey again.