Chapter0077: A Relax

For a long time in the future, the soul light planet will be very strange.

The easy-to-face, ferocious and fleshy Hao people were born, specializing in challenging the independent Sanxiu and the low-level disciples of the major cultivation sects. He sometimes appeared in the one-yuan continent, and sometimes appeared in the ten continents, all of whom chose to be sparsely populated and the practitioners were left alone.

As soon as he appeared, Haoren immediately threw out the best spiritual stone full of storage rings, and then said coldly, "To beat me, this 100 best spiritual stones are yours. If you lose, tell me all your practice tips. Don't worry, only heaven knows this matter, and no one will know it. Of course, there is a third choice, you die."

One hundred best spiritual stones, equivalent to one million lower spiritual stones.

For most scattered practices, there are ten low-grade spiritual stones a month to assist in cultivation, and it is impossible to burn incense and worship Buddha, not to mention 10,000 excellent spiritual stones. Even the low-level disciples of the gate school can't get 30 low-grade spiritual stones a month... It can be seen that the bet is so huge that they can't help but be unmoved.

Of course, there are ignorant people who don't want to gamble, but under the siege of Haoren, Sharp Brother, Mickey Mouse and Haofu, they just add a few more ghosts to the world.

Anyway, there are many people who have died in the world of cultivation. Who will pay attention to it?

The rest are all challenged with the mentality of a gambler. If you win the bet, you will get a large number of spiritual stones. If you lose the bet, no third person knows, then bet. Although exclusive secrets are precious, what is it compared with life and the improvement of strength? You know, the world of cultivation is a world of the law of the jungle. With life and strength, naturally there is everything.

I lost. I'm sorry. After the whole body was drained, the shameless Haoren immediately put forward a new multiple choice question: follow me or die. If it were you, how would you choose? Anyone with a little brain will choose to follow Haoren. Win, my God, do you win? The carefully selected target, even if it wins Haoren, will be forcibly swept into the Xumi space under the siege of four people, and accompany Haoren to continue to fight until they lose.

But soon, the grievances, grievances, resentments, and other negative emotions in their hearts were swept away in the super brainwashing, in the strong water-like aura, in the mountains of spiritual stones, in the endless best elixirs, and in the more advanced and more exquisite cultivation formulas, and turned to follow Haoren and chase them away with a broom. I can't drive away.

At the same time, Hao people used a large number of spiritual elixirs and spiritual stones, and 138 confidants who forcibly promoted their cultivation with the secret method of Danzong were secretly sent out and mixed into various sects as secret chess.

A year and a half later, the burly Haoren looked at more than 200 low-level practitioners in Xumi's space, touched the thin beard that had just grown on his chin, and sighed: "I finally understand the taste of loneliness and defeat. It's as lonely as snow."

Haofu looked happily at more than 200 practitioners, stroked their beards that did not exist at all, and joked, "Your strength has improved quickly. Of course, it's good to improve faster."

Haobang lost a look disdainfully, hit Haoren fiercely, and said slowly, "Master, you are already invincible in the foundation-building period. It's quick and easy. Do you want to compare with my grandson?

I X, compared with this old monster? I can't even touch the corners of your clothes, and it's not like death. Just now, Haoren, who was lonely, upbeat and lonely like snow, trembling and cursed, "Don't talk nonsense. When can I reach the realm of immobility?"

Haobang raised his legs, raised his head to pour a jar of flower brewing, and wiped the wine at the corners of his mouth: "This needs to be understood. After understanding, the water will come naturally."

Damn Hao is awesome! A stream of evil fire surged up for no reason, and Haoren suddenly became impetuous. He couldn't wait to jump up and punch the guy to death, and said angrily, "What should I do?"

Haobangbang pondered for a moment, and his hippie smiling face turned into a serious face: "Master, your chess pieces have been arranged, and you also have manpower. It is the peak of the foundation period, and you have also thought about the right way to practice. In the future, you only need to steadily improve and improve. Listening to your grandson's words, you have been practicing hard day and night for more than two years without a pause, and your realm has improved too fast, which is not a good thing. Have you noticed that you are no longer as calm as before, impetuous and easy to get angry, which is a sign of the beginning of demons. Take a proper rest."

"Is it?" Haoren asked rhetorically, listening to him like this, it seems that there is really such a thing.

"Yes!" Haobang's face was solemn: "One by one, the way of literature and martial arts. If the previous practice is to be born, observe the world from the perspective of a bystander. Then it will be to enter the world in the future. Only when you thoroughly integrate into the world and experience it carefully will your mood be improved.

A secret message came from life: "Master, it's true. Recently, your blood expansion has accelerated, your heartbeat has intensified... and other data prove that your mentality is unstable and you should relax properly." With the help of central computer life, Haoren practiced ten days a day to be someone else, which greatly improved its efficiency.

Since life says so, there must be a problem. It's time to relax properly. The top ten Xiuzhen sects such as Dafengzong, Xuanyuexuan, Infernal Affairs, Border Valley and other soul light planets have arranged people, and other small sects needless to say. Once there is wind blowing in the world of cultivation, at least it is not as blind as before. What's more, the thousands of micro gossip arrays spread all over the soul planet also have enough space for strategic transfer... After careful calculation, Hao's heart is determined: "Okay, grandson, let's experience the wonderful world together and enjoy life."

"H Long live my lord." Hao Bangbang cheered. For more than a year, Hao people have either wandered around the sparsely populated sects or hit a stuffy stick in the deep mountains and old forests. In addition to the goal, there is still no one more person, which really stuffed him. He can't wait to experience the feasting of the world.

How can Haoren not know what he is thinking, but he is too lazy to pay attention to this goods. He teleported to a secret warehouse in Xumi Space, in which there are five flying swords: "Sunson, the best five of the hundreds of flying swords collected by the master this year are all here. Do you think I should choose that one?"

In line with the idea of preferring to lack, Haoren chose his first flying sword, but it was very troublesome.

Haobang looked at it carefully and asked slowly, "Master, do you want speed, strength, or something else?"

The world's martial arts are unbreakable, but fast is unbreakable. This is a famous saying. But in addition to being fast, you have to have enough physical strength to launch the most powerful attack. Fortunately, Haoren began to enter the cultivation from physical cultivation, and his body was stronger than most practitioners. He replied without hesitation, "Speed."

With a move, a flying sword with a long thumb flew into Haoren's hand.

The flying sword is like a rainbow, and the whole is crystal clear, like the colorful glow on the jade sword, and the Youlong Gang is elegant. As soon as you start, it immediately makes a crisp cry with satisfaction like a long dragon drinking water. Haoren pinched the spiritual formula and sprayed a mouthful of blood on the flying sword. The flying sword quickly became smaller and disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Haha, I can also fly. Mickey Mouse, who is faster than me? With a long roar, Hao turned into a long rainbow, swept over the sky and threw it into the sky. Behind, in the faint milky white light, Mickey turned into a stream and followed closely. The vast land, the mountains and rivers are undulating, the surging Yangtze River, and there are two wisps of light smoke across the blue sky with clear wind and clouds.

Point the silver light, starting from the front end of the flying sword and sliding to the tail, forming an unspeakable beauty. After the integration of the human sword, Haoren could not feel the wind pressure brought by high-speed flight at all. The flying of the sword was extremely magical. With this magical power, no wonder people in this world do not develop scientific and technological civilization. What made him particularly excited was that he didn't expect that he would be able to fly over the nine heavens like a swordsman in Shushan. Thinking about the scene of fainting the lion and heron for the first time, it was unbearable to look back.

"Master, you are so fast. Faster than me." Mickey Mouse has tried his best to keep up with Haoren. You should know that it has both soil and wind systems.

When Haoren smiled and ran with all his strength, with the support of nine endless spiritual powers, coupled with the precise calculation of wind speed, flight angle and so on to adjust the flight posture, Haoren's flight speed became faster and faster. Not long, when he really mastered the minimum spiritual power to reach the fastest flight speed, Mickey Mouse has been Leave it far away.

"Monster, master, you are a monster." Mickey Mouse shook his head unwillingly and suddenly laughed wildly: "Haha, master, you are faster than me. I don't have to fly in the future."

Haoren was stunned and quickly turned back, circled around Mickey Mouse a few times, and then turned into Mickey Mouse. Once again, a white light swept back to the sky.

"Wow, master, it turns out that flying like this will be faster." Mickey Mouse shouted crazily. From time to time, the calculation results of central computer life are relayed to Mickey Mouse through Haoren, slowly helping it correct its flight posture and optimize the use of spiritual power. In this way, Mickey Mouse's flight speed is more than doubled.

In Xumi space, the hologram of Mickey's flight is perfectly displayed in front of Haoren. The guy smiled and pointed on the hologram, seriously teaching Mickey how to improve his flight speed. Damn Mickey Mouse, you want to be lazy, right? I want you to be my private plane forever. Haha, cool.

Mickey Mouse is also laughing. Damn master, I just want to improve my speed and don't help me. I really thought I didn't know how you could help me. Humph, look, it's just a little exciting method. Didn't you help me improve my speed immediately? Haha, cool.

Two ghost-hearted guys laughed happily.

is not a good thing.

The two flew all the way, plus the gossip transmission array. A few days later, they have returned to the forest of soul spiders. Haoren restrained his body, reincorporated the flying sword into his body, and continued to warm the flying sword with his blood. According to Haobang, in addition to helping practitioners fly, the flying sword can also be released and attack remotely, but the premise is that it needs long-term and uninterrupted warmth.

Landing on the eyebrows of the soul spider forest head, Hao's figure appeared. Suddenly, all kinds of small animals around him, including the ferocious spiders, seemed to see the wild beasts retreating like a tide. Even the leaves on the tree were shake off.

"Oh, what's going on?" Haoren looked at this scene in surprise.

Hao Bangbang despised angrily and said, "Master, how many skeletons have you killed in the endless abyss in the past two years? One hundred a day, a total of nearly 100,000. How can you not be murderous? The animal's instinct tells it that you are too murderous to avoid it.

I X, isn't that a ghost that is angry? Haoren was depressed: "Is there any way to resolve it?"

Hee hee, Haobang thief smiled: "As reported in history books, soldiers on the battlefield, after going to the battlefield, the fastest way to resolve the murderous atmosphere is to find a woman..."

Damn, I want to be from the palace. Haoren wants to cry without tears. I also want to, but I don't dare.

Who has seen an old virgin in his 300s?

When will this miserable life end?