The devil speaks to the heavens

Chapter 107 Shangguan Mingyuan
At five o'clock in the morning, that is Mao time, yin and yang complement each other and breed each other.

On the balcony, Mo Huai, who was sitting cross-legged and practicing quietly, was covered in mist-like aura energy of heaven and earth. The place between his brows absorbed the aura and the essence energy of the sun, moon, and stars floating between heaven and earth like a whale, refining the essence. Pure, everything is integrated into the energy vortex under the Tongtian Profound Pagoda in Niwan Palace.

Suddenly, a speck of light smaller than dust condensed in the vortex, and that tiny speck of light suddenly burst into billions of auspicious lights, illuminating the entire world of Niwan Palace.

The tiny light spot is like the core of the planet, driving the rotation of the vortex, sweeping in countless star essences and auras, and gradually condensing into a crystal clear droplet.

"This Heaven-reaching Jade Purity Profound Kungfu is indeed one of the top immortal cultivation techniques in this world. It is indeed extremely mysterious. Although the aura is relatively thin in this secular world, with my Niwan Palace world's ability to plunder the aura of heaven, earth, and the essence of the sun, moon, and stars Like devouring and absorbing, one hour of practice also allowed me to easily cross the threshold of the foundation building period and reach the level of Qi transformation," Mo Huai, who slowly opened his eyes, murmured to himself with a little joy.

In this world, the fairy world is divided into six realms and 36 heavens, and the mortal realm is also divided into eight realms and 24 stages, which are foundation building, qi transformation, bigu, golden pill, Yuanying, hole void, empty darkness, and crossing robbery. There are three realms, and each realm is divided into the last three periods of junior high school.

And this Niwan Palace is the sect of the whole body, the meeting of hundreds of gods, also known as the upper dantian, it is the most difficult and dangerous place to cultivate, and it has many mysterious and supernatural powers.

The exercises related to the cultivation of the Niwan Palace are all the best methods of cultivating immortals. In addition, the cultivation of the Niwan Palace is too dangerous and difficult. It is difficult for one of the tens of thousands of practitioners to succeed in cultivation.

Therefore, the general cultivators only practice hard in the lower dantian, and those who practice in the dantian, that is, Huang Ting, are very rare.

However, Mo Huai inherited the memory of the Immortal from Qingfeng, and has such a deep foundation as the prototype of the world of Niwan Palace, which has already begun to evolve.

Immediately afterwards, Mo Huai, who closed his eyes and sank into his body again, clearly sensed the Martial Dao Golden Elixir that was condensed in the world of Tang Shuanglong in the lower dantian.

In the lower dantian, which is as vast as the starry sky, that Martial Dao Golden Elixir blooms with dazzling golden light like a sun, vaguely echoing the drop of true essence in the upper dantian, and there is a mysterious connection between the two. Time was established, making that drop of true essence even more dazzling.

The summer sun came out very early, and soon broke through the purple-red morning glow, and sprinkled golden sunlight on Mo Huai's body.

After a long while, Mo Huai opened his eyes lightly, with a happy smile on his face, stood up and moved his body, and then began to wash up.

At 07:30 in the morning, Mo Huai opened the door, only to see that the door of the next room opened just in time, and a fat man walked out.

Mo Huai, who was slightly taken aback, realized that this guy was Shen Shitong, and he was Yu Ziqing's college classmate and current co-tenant.

Fortunately, Shen Shitong is going to move out to live his sexual life, and Mo Huai can live here alone, saving a lot of trouble.

After a brief chat with Shen Shitong, Mo Huai directly left the unit where Yu Ziqing was going to work and went to work.Now that he has replaced Yu Ziqing's identity, it is natural to have a full set of acting.

Yu Ziqing's unit is called Zhejiang Institute of Geology and Mineral Resources, which is a provincial institution.

The research institute is very close to Datang New Village, where Yu Ziqing is renting now, and it only takes about ten minutes to walk.

There is a small shop selling buns at the exit of Datang New Village, and the business is booming.Apart from the fact that the steamed stuffed buns are delicious, another reason for the popularity is that the proprietress is a very punctual young woman.

Every day when Yu Ziqing goes to work, he goes to her to buy two steamed buns and a bag of soy milk for breakfast, and eats while walking to work.

Today, Mo Huai also went to this Azhen Baozi shop to buy breakfast as usual.As usual, this time is the busiest time for the lady boss.

Looking at the plump bust under the floral T-shirt, the proprietress seemed to be busy going back and forth, and Mo Huai, who had a slightly curled mouth, also stepped forward to line up.

Steamed stuffed bun with soy milk, Mo Huai almost forgot how long he hadn't eaten such a breakfast, but the familiar taste is always easy to wake up the memory.

Eating steamed stuffed buns all the way, drinking soy milk, watching the cars passing by, Mo Huai wandered leisurely to the unit.

It's almost time to go to work, but the office is empty.This kind of unit is like this, even if the working hours are up, it is normal to not see a few people.

Mo Huai made himself a cup of tea, then sat leisurely in front of the computer and connected to the Internet. He needed to understand the world first.

There is nothing to say about the work in the unit. Although I am a little uncomfortable, but fortunately, Mo Huai also has Yu Ziqing's memory of the slow-paced work, and he is quite handy in doing it.

After getting off work in the evening, Mo Huai went straight back to his residence and began to practice, wanting to improve his cultivation as soon as possible.

However, he had only practiced until eight or nine o'clock when his cell phone rang suddenly.

Mo Huai, who frowned and opened his eyes, took out his mobile phone a little impatiently and connected the call. It was Yu Ziqing's good friend Shen Shitong who called.

This kid got into trouble with girls and came to Mo Huai for help.

Mo Huai, who was a little depressed in his heart, thought that he still needed some secular money to survive in this world, so he reluctantly went there, made some extra money, and rescued Shen Shitong by the way.

Zhiyan Bizhuang is a traditional brush shop with a history of 150 years. The facade is decorated in a quaint style. The store is carefully placed with all kinds of writing brushes, inkstones, ink sticks, rice paper and other articles of study. breath.

"I wonder what this gentleman wants to buy?" When Mo Huai walked in, an elderly shopping guide stepped forward and asked with a smile.

"I need a high-quality wolf brush, an inkstone, cinnabar and yellow paper," Mo Huai said calmly, "The wolf brush is made of real prairie wolf hair."

Coincidentally, an old man with a thin and yellow face came down the stairs on the second floor. He heard Mo Huai's words, and walked over involuntarily with a bright light in his eyes: "Old Zhang, go and do something else. I will entertain you sir."

When the shopping guide named Lao Zhang left in response, Mo Huai couldn't help but look at the thin old man, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

"I, Shangguan Mingyuan, is the owner of this brush shop. Do you want to buy real grassland wolf brushes, as well as inkstones, cinnabar, and yellow table paper?" The thin old man asked Mo Huai with a smile.

Mo Huai also nodded slightly and smiled: "That's right, boss, if you have a really good wolf hair, please take a look at it, the price is easy to talk about."

"There are some really good lang hairs in this shop, but there are people coming and going here, so it's better to go upstairs, where it's quieter, and I'll let you pick them out slowly," Shangguan Mingyuan said with a smile.

Mo Huai, who nodded calmly, followed Shangguan Mingyuan up to the second floor, and said his name 'Yu Ziqing' under Shangguan Mingyuan's seemingly casual inquiry.

(End of this chapter)