Chapter 7 Wild Eating on

Hailong is in good physical condition, and all the functional is normal, but the mana in his body has been exhausted, the mental loss is too great, and he is frightened, so he is in a coma.

As long as you have a good rest for one night, you will be fine.

Dao Ming is kind by nature and attaches great importance to each of his disciples.

It's just that he has always had the best face and a bad temper, so he gives people a very strict feeling.

Just as he was about to help Hailong recover with his mana, he suddenly moved the spiritual platform and seemed to feel something.

Suddenly opened his eyes, Dao Ming muttered, "This Lao Liu, how can he enter the realm of fetal formation at this time?

At this time, the mind is unstable and the danger will be great.

He hurriedly injected his pure mana into the body of the sea dragon and turned out of the stone house.

After Dao Xiuzi left, Ling Zhizi and Ling Atom also left one after another and went back to practice.

And the rest of the four generations of disciples had to return to the house of Moyunping.

The psychic made him a little confused because of the worries in his heart. Suddenly, he felt that his whole body was shaken, and the mana in his body gathered crazily to the spiritual platform, as if he had been out of his control.

A heart is a fore, is it because the Taoist heart is lost and can't go crazy?

Before he could return to his room, the psychic sat on the floor in a hurry, trying to concentrate his mental strength and trying to control his mana.

His change immediately attracted the attention of several other people.

Ling Yunzi looked at the violently fluctuating blue light outside the body of Lingtongzi and lost his voice and said, "No, my brother is about to enter the realm of Taoist fetus now.

Come on, let's protect him together to prevent foreign demons from invading.

"You get out of the way and surround the periphery."

The deep voice of the real person Daoming sounded, and the blue light flashed. His bloated figure had appeared behind the psychicci, and the surging mana stirred out. Daoming used his pure cultivation to instantly bind the chaotic mana of the psychicci.

"The mind guards the platform, the mind is one, the mind is immersed in the sea of air, and the magic power is in nature."

Hearing the master's voice, Ling Tongzi calmed down a lot psychologically. Under the huge mana constraints of Daoming Zhenren, the energy fluctuations around his body gradually stabilized.

The fetus needs to go through a process, which often lasts for about three days.

In order to help his disciples get through this difficulty of cultivation, Dao Mingzhen dared not stay away from him for a moment.

Although the three days is not long, it is enough for some people to do a lot of things.

When the psychic entered the realm of fetal formation the next day, with the help of the mana input by the real person Daoming when he was about to leave, the sea dragon gradually woke up from his sleep.

Stretching out his weak body, his vague mind gradually became clear, and what had happened before kept thinking about it in his mind.

"Ah! It was the little iron bar that saved me.

How can it be so powerful? Hailong did not know that Tianshi Zhenren had the idea of withdrawing the attack at that time, and he had a strong resentment against this ancestor and his own ancestor Daoming Zhenren.

Taking out the small iron bar, Hailong said with hatred, "Tianshi and Daoming, you two old bastards actually want to hit me. Wait. When I'm powerful, I won't make you feel better.

Huh? Where is this place? Am I locked up by them?" Hailong looked around and saw that the surroundings were empty. There was no decoration except for the bed he was in, not even the simplest wooden table in his room.

Finding this strengthens the feeling that he thinks this is a prison.

Jumping down from **, Hailong's body shook and only felt that his whole body was soft and weak. The heat flow in his body was only slightly warm. He twisted his body a few times and couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable with this feeling of weakness.

Look around, he suddenly found that the only small window on the wall was not closed. It seemed that it was big enough for his body to get out.

Scratching his head, Hailong said to himself, "Is it those old guys who made a mistake? Why don't you even close the window?

This stone door looks very thick, and the window is my only way out.

I'll accumulate some strength first, and then run out.

Masters! Why didn't you come and save me?

Do you just watch me being imprisoned by that old bastard? It seems that everything depends on me.

Even if I'm locked up here, when I become an immortal, I will let you become ministers under my feet, heaven and earth, and I am the only immortal.

After swearing, Hailong angrily kicked the stone door beside him.

"Oh, it hurts me so much.

Oh, why isn't the door locked?

The thick-looking stone door was opened at his feet.

With some doubts, Hailong carefully came to the door and looked out first. Seeing that there was no trace, he got out of the stone house.

Although he has only been here once, he once got the Tao of "phlegm" in this place, and naturally recognized at a glance that this was the place where the master Daoming really practiced.

Scratching his head, Hailong said doubtfully, "Why did you come here? Well, it must be that the old guy Dao Ming, in order to take revenge on me, arrested me here and prepared to slowly punish me.

No, I have to run fast, otherwise, the old guy will play with me to death.

Just as he was about to start, Hailong suddenly remembered that there was no way down the mountain at the top of Moyun Peak. There were cliffs in all directions. What's more, there was a strong ban on the periphery of the whole Lianyun Mountains. With his current situation, it was impossible to break out.

Grind his teeth, Hailong said to himself, "There is no way out of heaven. I don't believe that there is not even a mountain road down."

Thinking of this, he ran out of Moyun Cave quickly and began to find his own way to escape.

Two hours later, Hailong, whose clothes had been soaked with sweat, returned to the Moyun Cave. The mountain wind blew, and he couldn't help but have a cold war.

Almost carefully searched every corner of Moyun Peak, and Hailong was completely discouraged.

There is no place to go down the peak at all. The mountain wall of Moyun Peak is extremely steep, like a knife and an axe.

"He X, why does this old man, Dao Ming, have to live in such a desperate place? Can I just jump to commit suicide? No, I still have to cultivate to become an immortal. How can I die so easily? Humph, Dao Ming, don't you want to kill me? Even if you die, I won't let you happy.

In the case of anger, Hailong began to be angry with the flowers and plants planted in Moyun Cave.

These flowers and plants are without exception. They are all aura, but the year has not yet arrived.

Hailong's method is very simple. He carried a little bit of mana in his body to his feet and quickly trampled on the flowers and plants. In just half an hour, the treasurers who absorbed the aura of heaven and earth in front of the stone house had become a mess.

Looking at his achievements, Hailong laughed and said, "Dao Ming, I'm so angry with you, I'm so angry with you.

Don't you want to kill me? I'll kill your flowers and plants first."

After tossing around for a long time, he was also a little tired. He turned his head back to the stone house, touched his cooing belly, and sat on **.

Now the sea dragon is very confused.

He is still a teenager. He can't be without fear of death. Thinking of what Dao Ming looked like when he was angry, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. He thought that the fat man would definitely not let him go, let alone become an immortal.

The sea dragon lies horizontally with the ups and downs of the heart.

Suddenly, he found that there was a strange protrusion in the corner of the bed, which seemed to be made of metal, which looked very abrupt in the empty stone room.

Subconsciously turned over, the sea dragon reached the metal protrusion with his hand, and a strange feeling remained in his body. In the metal protrusion, it seemed to contain the same energy as the mana in his body.

The idea moved naturally, and a faint heat rose from Dantian, went up the meridians, flowed through the chest into the arm, and entered the metal through his middle finger.

As if it resonated, the metal trembled slightly, and the sea dragon was surprised to find that the stone bed he was in began to move in the direction of the stone gate.

In shock, he hurriedly jumped down from **, revealing a one-meter-square gap in the place where the stone bed was removed, and a stone staircase extended to the ground.

Hailong stared at it, and there seemed to be a little light under the stairs.

After a moment of hesitation, Hailong decided to go on an expedition, thinking that maybe he could find something to eat here.

The stairs are very strong, which seems to be carved on the basis of the original rock. Walking down the twenty-one steps, Hailong entered an empty stone room.

It is about ten square meters in size. The wall of the stone chamber is inlaid with a fist-sized gem, with white light flowing on it, which is the light source in this stone chamber.

Around the stone room, it is all composed of Duobao Pavilion. Wooden boxes, jade boxes, porcelain bottles and other different utensils lie there calmly. There is a painting hanging in the center. The picture is an old man dressed like a Taoist priest. There is a colorful halo shining behind the old man, holding a blue flashing sword in his right hand, and The jade bowl, the immortal wind and Taoist bone, is like the arrival of immortals.

The old man was surrounded by clouds, and the colorful auspicious clouds seemed to set off his body.

Everything is so lifelike, just like real, and everything is so antique, giving people a sense of calmness.

There is no mildew in the whole stone chamber, but a faint fragrance.

When his heart moved, Hailong suddenly remembered what Ling Yuzi said to him when the little clever was injured last time. All the mature fairy grass were collected by the real person of Daoming.

It seems that it should be here.

As soon as he gritted his teeth, Hailong said in his heart. Anyway, Dao Mingzhen will not let go of himself. It's always a dead word. It's better to eat fairy grass to die.

Thinking of this, he picked up a jade box and gently opened it. A fragrance stronger than Wupin Zizhi suddenly permeated the whole stone room, and the excited sea dragon's hunger suddenly rose.

In the jade box is a ginseng that looks like white jade. The volume of ginseng is not large, but there are many spikes. The strangest thing is that its body is like a human figure. In the center of the ginseng, a wisp of bright red lines extends from the head to the foot, like blood.

Hailong turned his head and looked at the entrance when he came. He grabbed the jade ginseng in the box and stuffed it into his mouth in three mouths.

The jade ginseng melts in the mouth, and a sweet taste moistens the taste of the sea dragon.

"It's really delicious. It must be a good thing.

The old guy Daoming has really collected a lot of treasures.

Humph, I eat, I eat, I want to make him heartbroken to death.

While muttering, Hailong began his sweeping operation. The cherished herbs and elixirs collected by Daoming Zhenren for hundreds of years were swallowed by him.

Finally, with the unremitting efforts of Hailong, nearly 30 kinds of elixirs entered his stomach, and porcelain bottles and jade boxes were thrown everywhere by him.

After patting his full lower abdomen, Hailong burred with a fragrant hiccup and sat in the corner of the stone room.

The heat kept rising in his lower abdomen, which made his whole body warm and indescribably comfortable.

With a smile, Hailong muttered to himself, "It seems that I really made money. I don't even have a kind of poison.

It feels so comfortable.

Maybe after eating so many good things, I can become a fairy when I wake up.

Dao Ming, you old man, don't be in a hurry to come back! When the young master becomes a fairy, you will look good.

How can a person who cultivates immortals like Daoming Zhenren stock up for poison?

This stone room is full of treasures that he has worked hard to collect, and some of them are rewarded by the elders. Dao Ming has never been willing to eat them. He is ready to combine these herbs with herbs, which may be God's will, but it is completely cheaper for Hailong.

Some tired, he gradually fell asleep, and all kinds of elixirs in his body began to have a gradual effect.

Dao Mingzhen was angry and slowly withdrew his mana.

Wipe off the sweat on his forehead with his sleeves and look at the six disciples meditated in front of him with a smile.

After three days of hard work, the psychic finally formed a Taoist fetus and successfully entered the realm of fetal success.

As a teacher, what can be happier than watching your disciples grow up? He turned his head and said to Ling Yunzi, "Take good care of your sixth brother. Don't disturb him. He is pregnant, and he will naturally wake up in another seven days.

Ganoderma lucidum, you little ones also have to work hard.

Within ten years, it must reach at least the level of birth.

The four generations of disciples felt the care of Daoming Zhenren, and at the same time respectfully replied, "Yes, master."

Daoming Zhenren had been so angry that he vomited blood by the sea dragon in the receiving sky square before. When he came back, he immediately helped his six disciples tide over the difficulties. His body was inevitably a little tired. He nodded slightly and said, "I'm tired. You leave one or two people to take care of the spirit, and the

After saying that, he was ready to drive his flying sword back to the peak.

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