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I don't know how long it took for Wang Xuan to feel that he had entered the bottleneck of cultivation. No matter how much you close your eyes and practice, it is not very big. So Wang Xuan began to try to practice the witch skills given to him. Unfortunately, I have exhausted all kinds of methods, but I still can't encourage my heart and practice. So Wang Xuan opened his eyes and still didn't dare to look at the patterns on the roof.

The back soil is still closing and practicing. Looking at her delicate face, I couldn't help sighing. It's a pity that such a beautiful woman turned into a scorpse in the end. Perhaps it was Wang Xuan's burning eyes that made Hou Tu find out. Hou Tu opened his eyes and looked at Wang Xuan with inquiring eyes. Fortunately, there is no situation of falling in love in Honghuang now, so Hou Tu just felt strange and did not make Wang Xuan an apprentice.

Wang Xuan couldn't help blushing when he was looked at by Hou Tu. After all, he felt embarrassed to be caught peeping by such a beautiful woman. At this time, Hou Tu asked, "Little Six, what are you doing if you don't practice well!" Wang Xuan was so anxious that he couldn't think of an excuse for a while. After thinking for a long time, he said, "Lord Zuwu, I can't continue to practice. I was about to ask the adult, but I saw that the adult was practicing. It's not easy to disturb.

Hou Tu said, "If there is anything you don't understand, just ask." Wang Xuan said, "I got the inheritance of Mangzu witch and practiced witchcraft, but I don't know why I can't practice witch power all the time." Hou Tu smiled and said, "Little sixth son, you are wrong. Our witch cultivation comes from inheritance. Your own inheritance is the most suitable cultivation method chosen by God the Father. Now you also have inheritance and your own way to practice. There is no need to practice other skills. You should know that only what suits you is the best. Your blood is not the same as ours, so God the Father inherits your different cultivation methods. I believe that if you continue to practice, it will certainly not be bad in the end. There is no rubbish in the skills of the Father. You'd better practice your own skills at ease. Now your cultivation is really too weak. It's not even comparable to ordinary birds and beasts.

Wang Xuan is extremely depressed. He doesn't know the cultivation method he has learned randomly, right? I didn't expect that I would appear inexplicably in my mind. Well, it's regarded as my own inheritance. Unfortunately, I can't refute it myself. What's more, you can't say that you are not a witch. Otherwise, if these grumpy ancestral witches know it, maybe they will turn into flying ashes by blowing their breath. Besides, now I have adapted to the identity of the witch. I don't know when you will be successful in cultivation. You must start preaching after you practice by yourself, otherwise it will be miserable.

Wang Xuan hasn't looked at the situation outside for so long since he has been in Honghuang, and he doesn't know what Honghuang looks like. Thinking of this, Wang Xuan said, "Lord Zuwu, I want to go out for a walk." Hou Tu said, "Go ahead, we witches don't have any special rules. If you want to go out, go out." After saying that, he closed his eyes and began to practice.

Wang Xuan secretly wondered. It is reasonable that Zu Wu should be a master of Honghuang. Does he still need to practice so hard? Turning around and thinking about it, maybe it was they who practiced so hard to become the masters of the flood and famine, and then they will shock the flood and famine. However, it is estimated that my practice is not in a good mood, so it progresses slowly. I'm in a hurry and can't leave. While thinking about it, I quickly thought about walking outside the hall.

I didn't expect that the hall was extremely huge. After walking for a long time, I was still in the hall. Fortunately, now I have cultivation, otherwise I'm afraid I may not be able to go out for dozens of days. Wang Xuan himself estimated that there might be thousands of miles. It took a long time to get out of the hall. As soon as I came out of the hall, I felt that I had come to a plain. It is vast and boundless, emitting a faint fog, and some sparse trees grow in it. These trees are really big, and the shortest one is more than ten feet high. The plain is full of grass, no, the grass is at least more than one meter high. Once green. The mountains in the distance were hidden, and when I saw these, I suddenly felt relieved.

A small river is interspersed. Looking at these beautiful scenery for a long time, I always felt that there was something missing. After thinking about it for a long time, I realized that I was a little angry. There is no animal in such a vast plain, silent again and again. Only when the occasional strong wind blows can you hear the sound of leaves shaking.

Wang Xuan slowly walked on the plain and finally walked under a big tree and saw watermelon-sized fruit hanging on the tree. After watching it for a long time, I feel like an apple. Is it just such a big apple? But I haven't eaten anything for so long. I usually don't think so. At this time, as soon as I found this food, I actually felt that I really wanted to eat it.

So Wang Xuan climbed up the big tree and thought while climbing. Maybe I'm the first earth fairy or fairy to climb a tree. He quickly took off the two apples he thought they were. When I get down from the tree, I'm afraid that one apple is less than ten catties, and two are enough for me to eat for a few days.

I was stunned when I took a bite. Is this still an apple? There is no sour taste at all. It melts in the mouth and only feels extremely delicious. The whole body was comfortable, and the feeling of floating and fairy gushed out from the bottom of my heart. In an instant, a stream of heat passed through the meridians and calmed down for a long time. As soon as I checked it, my cultivation increased slightly, and the power of Xianyuan was purer. I didn't expect this apple to have this effect. It seems that it may be some kind of innate spiritual root.

This is also a joke that Wang Xuan did not understand the current flood and famine. Later, Wang Xuan knew that there was not much war and was not destroyed in the flood and famine. All plants are congenital spiritual roots. This apple is nothing special. It's just that Wang Xuan hasn't completely become a congenital body at this time. If other creatures take it in the flood now, they just feel that it tastes delicious, and the others have no effect. It is precisely because congenital spiritual roots are so common that no one treats them the same thing that there are not many people collecting and protecting them. Later, the innate spiritual root has become something that everyone earns strong. Things are vaguely valuable. Only when you lose it can you know how to cherish it.

Now the breath is full of innate qi. The birds and beasts that have just been born are no less than the immortals in the future. What kind of food is needed there? Therefore, no one pays attention to these congenital spiritual roots now. After a while, Wang Xuan ate an apple, and his cultivation increased a lot. However, Wang Xuan also felt strange when I ate so much that I ate more than ten catties at once. Looking at the quiet plain, I also felt that it was meaningless to walk slowly towards the hall.

After such a long time, Wang Xuan still didn't feel the sun going down. Wang Xuan felt very strange. Looking up, I couldn't help but be stunned. The sky looks like the sun and the moon shining with thousands of stars. The stars in the sky seem to be motionless, as if they are turning again. How can it be like this? Is this a flood? In this way, there is still day and night there. How to calculate this time?