Chapter 004: Haofu's Faraway

Haofu gently stroked the small tripod, with gentle movements, as gentle as a playboy touching a new lover: "This tripod is called 'soul melting furnace', which can gather the soul power between heaven and earth and refine it into the soul liquid taken by mortals. My attribute is plants, so I can only help you refine the essence of life of the plant family. From now on, the 'Spirit Furnace' will be handed over to you.

Why does this tone seem to be explaining the after story? Snow White said that my soul was broken and I couldn't practice. Could it be that Uncle Hao was desperate because of this? Then, should I tell him that I practiced Wuji, and the soul can slowly repair itself. No, this is my biggest secret, and I must not let anyone know... But looking at Uncle Hao's despair, I feel so uncomfortable... Haoren's mind instantly turned hundreds of thoughts.

"Since your birth, you have taken the essence of life for 15 consecutive years, and then cooperated with 'distilling fluid'. On the surface, your body is as ordinary people, but in fact, you have laid a solid foundation and only waiting for you to become an adult..." Speaking of this, a trace of giddy flashed on Haofu's face, and the words turned: "There is a 15-year foundation for the bottom, although However...but you should be able to barely control the 'soul melting furnace'..." With that, he handed Haoren a book of beasts.

Haoren shook his head and smiled bitterly, looking at the invisible waves of wrinkles on Haofu's face, and there was an unspeakable astringency in his heart.

24 hours is not enough to come to this world, but I have owed a few favors. How will I live in the future?

It is the most difficult to repay the debt.

"Uncle Hao, can you tell me what happened?" After hesitating for a long time, Haoren still decided to speak.

Hao Fu touched Hao's head affectionately and looked at him with doting eyes: "Uncle Hao wants to go out for a long distance, ranging from a month to half a year at the latest." A trace of gly flashed through his eyes and blocked the words behind him. Maybe he couldn't come back for the rest of his life.

Haofu looked nervous, grabbed Haoren's hands tightly, and said word by word, "Young master, you should remember that the 'soul furnace' cannot be known by outsiders. Once you feel the danger, run away immediately. The green mountains are left, and there is no need to worry about firewood. Don't fight meaninglessly. In front of your life, any dignity and face are fake..."

Here we go again!

Safety comes first, I know, you have said it for 15 years.

Haoren wants to laugh and interrupt Haofu's escape from chanting the scriptures. But I don't know why, like touching the deep softness in my heart, I was dumbfounded and didn't say many of the words I wanted to ask in the end. The only thing I could do was to listen to Uncle Hao's nonsense with red eyes.

In my memory, Uncle Hao left himself for the first time in 15 years.

In the next few days, Haoren lived a very handsome life, as happy as a caged bird. He sat on Haobao's carriage all day long, strolled around the White Tiger City, and tasted the delicious food of the imperial capital. When I went home, I also brought back what I could see and buy in the world, including food, plants, animals... At night, I studied the vulnerability of each item on the three underground floors, interviewed various moves I learned that day, and finally threw the broken objects into the "soul melting pot" with the help of the perverted computing power and previous life. All kinds of knowledge learned, analyze the composition and structure of each item...

In addition, all the various books borrowed by Hao's beautiful aunt are copied into my mind and organized into a knowledge base, which is convenient to read at any time.

Finally, it is natural to lie in a wooden barrel and enter the endless abyss to exercise.

In the morning, it was still Hao's beautiful aunt's eyes with different meaning and ten thousand years of exaggeration: "The young master has grown up."

Every time he heard this sentence, Haoren cursed fiercely: "Damn washing tendons and cutting marrow, others are done in one night. Why do I have dirt discharged from my body every day?"

But in any case, Haoren's life is finally extremely free, except for Uncle Hao, who has disappeared.

At the same time, in the depths of the palace, a cold and accurate sound like a clock sounded in Snow White's ear.

"On the first day, Haoren went out and bought a bastard. After the test, he immediately bought a fake tenth-order soul master and hung it on his body. He squatted on the roadside and watched the ants move for an hour... Later, he was surrounded by the famous soul master, and Haoren was defeated with one move..."

"The next day, Hao took the first-order soul master to remember that he bought a little of the goods that could be seen in the East Gate Market... and then he was hit by the water squee of the quarreling aunt and fell down..."

"On the third day, Haoren was dressed in white, covered the White Tiger City, screamed and jumped into the moat, caught a few fish to cook fish soup, and was driven away by the city guards..."

"On the fourth day, it rained, Haoren's red, green and blue coats and black hats, played a water war with young slaves in the slums for a day, and invited slaves to dinner..."

"The fifth day, Haoren sat on the top of the carriage, opened his hands and sat on the top of the carriage, dancing..."

"Enough!" Snow White roared: "Five days have proved that this is a little boy, a useless little boy. From tomorrow, stop monitoring."

If Haoren is here, he will definitely say, "You know nothing, this is life. I am a 15-year-old boy who doesn't do what a little boy should do. Do you want to practice all day long without eating the fireworks of the world like you? What's the fun of life?"

"The wall, the wall is so high, long and thick... It's great." On the sixth day, the white-like Haoren lay on the roof of the car and pretended to fan the animal book in his hand. His face was intoxicated and looked like a scholar.

"Who's child is really stupid..." A city guard pointed out, with a look of disdain and contempt, and I didn't know him.

Another city guard quickly retreated and stay away from this madman for fear that others would think that he and Haoren knew him: "Yes, yes, looking at his dog-like appearance, he is also a scholar from a rich family. How can he be so brain-damaged?"

There was also a passing scholar who poohed and left it: "It's humiliating" and then bypassed the carriage and walked without a trace.

The imperial capital of the thousand-year-old White Tiger Empire can be called the first majestic barrier of the chaotic planet. Since the founding of the country, it has never been broken, as can be seen from the wall that is long and high. Under the wall, as far as you can see, you can't see the end up and down, left and right. Even the sunlight in the sky is separated by the wall, leaving only gray.

At this moment, the only thing Haoren can feel is the cold after the sun is blocked by the wall, and the uncontrollable excitement of Grandma Liu's first entry into the Grand View Garden. This guy pointed his middle finger at the people around him and muttered in a voice that only he could hear, "uneducated guy, this is called performance art. Do you know what performance art is? Oh, by the way, looking at the appearance of White Tiger City, it is just the level of the Warring States period. Thousands of years away from the earth in the 23rd century, naturally I don't know what art is, let alone performance art.

Teenagers are not hooligans, and their development is abnormal! I despise you guys with abnormal development.

Haoren got up, put his hands on his waist, and once again gave a middle finger salute to the people around him. Then he proudly got into the carriage, poured a mouthful of wine, and continued to shake his head. The man with a mouth full of mouth did not feel that the book in his hand was inverted state.

"What on earth did Uncle Haofu go there?" Suddenly, Haoren asked the air in a low voice. In the same way, he asked dozens of times in the past few days.

No one answered.

It seems that Papaya still refuses to tell me. Haoren touched his nose depressedly and changed the topic: "Is there anyone on the soulless planet who is broken and promoted to the tenth level?"

A cold voice sounded on the wooden chair in front of Haoren: "Young master, the highest soul master in history is no more than seven levels."

"I said papaya, can't you show up? Do you know that if I talk to you like this, people will think I'm an idiot?" Hao said angrily to the empty chair.

The chair is still empty, but the voice continues to sound: "Young master, I'm sorry that it's difficult to obey. I can't appear in front of others under the death order of Haofu's housekeeper. I have to protect you in secret all the time until you get home."

Haoren lay down powerlessly and waved his hand. He knew that it was meaningless to talk to this brainless guy. He has tried countless times in so many days. In addition to the cultivation of papaya, the true identity of his group of strange people and the whereof of Haofu, papaya knows everything and says everything.

According to papaya, the soul light planet is named because of the number of soul-broken people. The soul perfect person can feel the ubiquitous soul power. After combining with various things on the planet, various skills are derived, such as water system, fire system, soil system, wind system, gold system, etc., and there are also various strange special skills, such as making grass grow more lush, making stones stronger, etc. In the eyes of the world, the former is the main skill that can protect the family and the country, while the latter is an auxiliary skill that can only support the family.

In terms of cultivation, there are two kinds of spiritual masters and soul masters. The soul master, because the soul is broken and cannot condense the soul core, cannot store the soul power. He can only absorb the soul power to refine the body, which is longer than close combat and weaker than long-range attacks. The soul practitioner, the soul perfect person, can easily condense the soul core, store soul power and release soul power to carry out long-range attacks, which is weaker than close combat and long-range attack.

There are many types of soul cultivation.

Like sword practice, it refines a life-threatening flying sword, which is specially designed for combat and has super lethality. If you encounter this kind of sword practice, if you can't become a friend, then OK, go far away, or you will become a dead soul under the sword.

God cultivation, only practice the divine consciousness, use the divine consciousness to attack directly, and is invincible.

Blood cultivation, it is said that when you get started, you need to peel off human skin with a secret method, engrave secret runes on the skin, and soak it in blood for many years before you can get started. What's terrible is that once the cultivation is successful, it can't be easily killed and can devour all living things with blood to strengthen themselves.

There is also Buddha cultivation, which only cultivates reli, cultivates the afterlife, cultivates rotation, and finally achieves the supreme golden body.

There are also Dan Xiu, Fu Xiu, Qi Xiu... No matter how you practice, the road is headed by, and the ultimate goal is to live with heaven and earth, and live with the sun and the moon...

Soul masters and soul mages are divided into one to ten levels from low to high. At present, it is well known that the highest seven levels are. According to Mu Donggua, above the seventh level are practitioners, which is limited to the agreement. They are not allowed to interfere in mortal affairs and need to deal with mortals, appearing with eighth, ninth and tenth levels of strength. In fact, the seventh level is equivalent to the innate realm, which can absorb the spiritual power of heaven and earth for its own use. The eighth order is equal to building a foundation, that is, the level of white ruler.

In the eyes of practitioners, the first level to the seventh level is actually the first level to the seventh level of practicing qi, but the sayings of mortals and practitioners are different. After that, there are swirling, fusion, heartbeat, spiritual silence, Yuanying, out of the body, distractedness, integration, disaster, and Mahayana.

Although papaya is not detailed, Hao people also know that above the seventh level should be a strategic weapon for mortals, which is unknown. It should have been recruited by major empires, sects and forces to enter a higher stage of cultivation to pursue the realm of longevity with heaven and earth.

Only a strong organization can provide the resources needed for the cultivation of high-level people. For individuals, joining the big forces can obtain a better cultivation environment and resources, which is a win-win situation.

After all, the power of the individual is not comparable to the power of the organization, which is universal, whether on the earth or on the planet. Haoren secretly thought that in order to achieve sexual happiness as soon as possible, he had to find a way to build power and completely obey his own power. Unfortunately, the world has no electricity on the earth, otherwise it can quickly copy countless clones by life. In that case, everything will be done.

It is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice. Haoren poked out her head depressedly, narrowed her eyes, and looked boredly at the people at the city gate, carefully calculating everyone's identity, status and value, and how to kill the enemy as soon as possible.

Damn endless abyss!

After coming out from there, Haoren has unconsciously developed this damn habit. Whether he looks at beautiful women and children, he will instinctively think about how to kill each other in seconds. If it's almost the same to kill the enemy, but when you see the peerless beauty, you are still thinking about how to kill each other in seconds.

This is too sinful. Damn "Inji"!