Chapter 491 Golden Mave

The real body is burning with a fierce fire. If you go to the road, you will have one heart. If you are full of thorns and the road to the sky, you will be a god when you reach the other side!

Many Taoist scriptures flowed through Gan Ping's mind, which were deeply imprinted into his sea of knowledge like pearls. His understanding of the laws of heaven and earth rose, and a Taoist heart was also crystal clear in the blazing fire, as pure and strong as pure gold. The cultivation is growing, and the Taoist heart is also growing. Although it is only more than a month, the perception of the state of mind is unprecedented. The life at the bottom, the most difficult environment, the most utilitarian and ** people's hearts have made Gan Ping re-understand the world again.

Especially since he hasn't practiced this month, Gan Ping also has just had time to sort out the road he has walked and reorganize the gains and losses. This month has also made Gan Ping finally understand the path he wants to take and the direction of his efforts. It can be said that although the life at the bottom of this month is extremely difficult, it has planted the seeds of Ganping Avenue. In the past, Gan Ping practiced wholeheartedly. He never thought about why he wanted to practice. He wholeheartedly pursued strength, but he did not know that his mood had gone astray.

If he hadn't saved millions of people in Qingfeng City, he would have firmly protected his mind. Even if he had a blood knife, he would inevitably end up going crazy in the future. Success or failure of life and death, between one thought, you can be free from the world, live forever, do not realize, just wait for the disaster to come, die, there is no third way to choose.

The fire beside him had already taken out the fruit in his bracelet and swallowed it. It was not as seriously traumatized as Gan Ping, but because Gan Ping forcibly launched the secret method and extracted all its true mana, it could not be supplemented in this world. With more than ten elixirs in a row, plus three or four top-grade spiritual stones, it has long recovered as before, and even more refined.

Although it seems to be nibbling the fruit leisurely, the other small claw of the fire is holding the small Juntian stick, which is also the reason why it has not been as calm as Gan Ping. As soon as he entered the cave, the fire was keenly aware of the breath of the barbarian beast inside. This breath was desolate and simple. Although it was not too powerful, it could not be taken lightly.

With the fire guard on the side, Gan Ping can enter the meditation and practice at ease. The bear's flame devoured the whole left arm in an instant, and the residual space breath on it was swallowed up by this unrivaled divine flame in an instant. Gan Ping's left arm quickly began to derive flesh and blood at a speed visible to the naked eye, and recovered in an instant.

Huo'er shouted and threw himself into Gan Ping's arms. These days, Gan Ping has suffered so much, and Huo'er is naturally depressed. Now Gan Ping's strength has recovered, and his cultivation has reached a higher level. This little thing is simply ecstatic. The light in his eyes loomed, like two flash of lightning shining through the dark cave. Gan Ping smiled and picked up the fire and stood up.

The bones of the whole body made a crisp sound like a pop of beans. After feeling the strength of the body with satisfaction, Gan Ping's eyes floated to the fence with the thickness of his arms. Obviously, this fence is also made of strange metal, otherwise it will be difficult to stop the evil beasts here. Looking at the sky, Gan Ping was surprised to find that the night had passed, but in the deep and tortuous cave behind him, there was a sonorous collision. Obviously, a big guy was slowly coming out of it.

It's still early. Yin Sancheng wants Lingling to serve the third son. Obviously, she won't do anything to her. She still has some time. After digging here for more than a month, Gan Ping has not even seen the legendary source mine. He is really unwilling. Maybe he can get something in the cave where the evil beast is excavated.

Thinking of this, Gan Ping turned around and walked inside. The cave was dark and tortuous, and with the sound of sonorous claws hitting the cave, it was also mixed with a low beast roar. Golden Retriever? No, it's just some evil beasts with the blood of golden-haired mythical beasts. Otherwise, how can they be trapped here? Looking at the strange beast that appeared in front of him, Gan Ping was shocked and immediately calmed down.

The evil beast in front of him is the lion's head and leopard's tail, however, the horse's body and bear's claws, which are quite out of good, but the golden hair on the lion's head shows its trace of the blood of the mythical beast. Obviously, this is an evil beast with the blood of a mythical beast. Otherwise, if the blood is really pure, how can it be trapped in this small place? You should know that the golden retriever was a mythical beast comparable to Hercules in ancient times, but now it is seen that there is chaos in the eyes of this evil beast. Obviously, the blood has been diluted, and it is no longer the power of the past.

"It's pitiful that the blood has degeneated to such a point, which is really heartbreaking!" Gan Ping's eyes showed a little pity, and he slowly stretched out his hand and walked towards the evil beast. The level of this evil beast is only the ninth level, and Gan Ping can suppress it with his hands. Therefore, under the courage of this skill, he is not afraid that the evil beast will burst into trouble.

The evil beast has obviously sensed the breath of Gan Ping's body, especially the fire on Gan Ping's shoulder. The breath of the upper mythical beast made it dare not move at all. It just roared in a low voice, and looked at Gan Ping slowly walking towards it with vigilance.

You should know that the blood of this mythical beast is extremely cherished. Even on the Tianfu mainland, the orc with the blood of the mythical beast is either in the Tianling and becomes a demon king of one side, or is found by a powerful monk of a sect and becomes a gatekeeper spirit beast, so in addition, the world is extremely rare. Gan Ping has the real dragon's essence blood and the innate death of Zhenyan. Theoretically, it can help this evil beast quench his blood and help it evolve. If he really subdues this evil beast, he can obviously add a great help and become his own spirit beast like the Bizhu Tianqi.

The palm of his hand was gently placed on the head of the evil beast. Gan Ping felt the blood of the evil beast and couldn't help frowning slightly. A divine thought slowly reached into the soul of the evil beast and expressed goodwill to it.

Unless he is forced to be helpless, Gan Ping will never use forceful measures against any person or monster. At present, it is the same. If this evil beast voluntarily walks with himself, he doesn't mind that there is a ninth-order spirit beast with the blood of the mythical beast around him. He will naturally help him refine his blood and survive the heavenly disaster in the future. But if this evil beast does not want to leave here, he will never force it, let alone do the kind of thing that prints his consciousness into the soul of the spirit beast and forcibly control its actions.

Feeling the kindness from Gan Ping, the evil beast couldn't help shaking his huge head and slowly retreating. Obviously, he was not interested in the kindness from Gan Ping. After staring at each other for a long time, Gan Ping finally sighed and removed his hand from the head of the evil beast.

"Since people have their own aspirations, I won't force it..." Seeing that the vigilance in the eyes of the evil beast did not dissipate, Gan Ping did not force it. He turned around and wanted to leave. However, at this time, Huoer suddenly jumped down from Gan Ping's shoulder and jumped on the head of the evil beast in an instant, and his little claws pressed on the top of the golden retriever's head.

The ferocious beast immediately felt a sinking on its head, and the terrible upper mythical beast was as powerful as a mountain. Unlike Gan Ping's goodwill, Huo's attitude was rude and decisive. The small Juntian stick was as heavy as a mountain in an instant, and kept gently tapping on the head of the evil beast. The golden retriever suddenly wailed, and its front paws softened and knelt on the ground.

"Fire, you!" Gan Ping couldn't help but be speechless. Where did this little thing learn so many means? The conscience of heaven and earth has never shown such a means in front of fire. This little guy now integrates many bad habits, drinking and lust, stealing and robbery, and even full of dirty words. Now he has also done things such as forcing Liang to be a prostitute. This made Gan Ping deeply feel frustrated with his education. Looking at the angry grinding of his teeth and threatening the golden head, Gan Ping even raised the idea of sending this little thing back to Mr. Zhang. Perhaps only Mr. Zhang and other Taoist teachers can control this monkey? This little thing has been spoiled by himself and several masters.

While thinking about it, I saw the fire screaming angrily. The furry little paw immediately patted heavily, but the huge golden retriever was as fragile as tofu, and the huge head was hit to the ground by one of its claws. Before Gan Ping could stop it, the hot stick shadow had fallen like raindrops, and the golden retriever was submerged in the rain in an instant.

"Fire!" Gan Ping shouted heavily. He was really a little angry. Although he had refined many fragments of the yuan god, Gan Ping still maintained a pure heart and firmly kept the sage secretary that Mr. Zhang had taught in his heart. This kind of bullying is the most disgusting thing in Gan Ping. Huo'er is already in the twelfth level at present, awakening more than half of the bloodline. The strength of the strength is simply to catch up with the mythical beast of the fifteenth level, but the blood of the evil beast in front of him is not pure, and the waiting level is just the ninth level. Huo'er took the Juntian stick, just like a shrew beating a lew dog to death.

Gently stretched out a hand, and the slender palm turned into a palm shadow of the earth in an instant. In an instant, the fire stick shadow was grasped in the hand. This style is simplified and clumsy! After fishing over the fire, Gan Ping was simply angry. He picked up the little thing and slapped it fiercely on its buttocks. This little thing really needed to be taken care of.

Huo'er flattened his mouth aggrievedly. Obviously, Gan Ping didn't feel anything about it these times. Who is Gan Ping's high-raised palm? When he saw the pitiful expression of this little thing, his strength was reduced by thousands of times in an instant? When this person and a monkey were entangled, the golden retriever who was beaten by the fire and didn't know whether to live or die suddenly came a low-fronted roar, and the voice was full of submission.

Huo'er was overjoyed. She twisted her body and broke away from Gan Ping's hand. She ran to the golden retriever with a stick and rubbed it a few times. The huge figure suddenly turned into a streamer and was sealed by the fire in her own uniform stick.