Cultivation of Life Winner

Huang Mao's face was full of joy. Although the tortoise shell was tattered and tattered, it had been able to stand firm for so many years. Thinking about it, it must not be a simple thing.Coupled with the competition for acting as a secret, Huang Mao suddenly became more energetic.

Seeing that Huang Mao was getting more energetic, he felt uncomfortable playing the secret, and immediately ignored his injury, he raised his hand and struck out a magic formula to attack Huang Mao.

"You don't know how to repair, and you even snatched things from children!" Huang Mao's forehead was bulging with veins, but he stepped on the ground while holding the tortoise shell in both hands, and jumped back by the impact.

When Huang Mao took a gamble, the magic formula turned into a gust of wind and hit Huang Mao in front of him.Huang Mao didn't dare to take it head-on, so he turned around in mid-air, dodging Yan Tianji's attack in a daze.But it was a pity that the tortoise shell was knocked out by the remaining power of the spirit formula.

In fact, playing Tianji was merciful, he was not a treacherous person in the first place.After all, Huang Mao discovered this tortoise shell first, and he had no intention of actually killing a child to silence him.So in the attack just now, he actually mainly focused on snatching the tortoise shell, and as for killing people, that was secondary.

The moment the tortoise shell was released from Huang Mao's hands, Yan Tianji's eyes flashed, and he immediately flew to catch the tortoise shell.But Huang Mao directly smashed into the strange river, ruining the flowers that were blooming in the river.

Huang Mao was so angry that he stood up from the water with a splash, and rolled his eyes at Yan Tianji.When did he suffer such a big loss when he was the tyrant of Hezhuang Village?

It's just that when Huang Mao was about to curse, the small river that had only a very shallow layer of water suddenly gushed out a large area of ​​water.Huang Mao was taken aback, feeling that the passing of time was unfavorable and at the same time, he was also a girl who was about to run to the shore.

Unexpectedly, he was unlucky, as soon as he lifted his foot, the originally hard river bed under his feet suddenly softened, like a quagmire, and he couldn't pull it out no matter what.

"Old Buxiu on the shore, give me a hand." Huang Mao shouted at Yan Tianji.

Yan Tianji hadn't noticed Huang Mao at first, but now he was stroking the tortoise shell with an extremely fanatical expression, as if he hadn't touched his little lover's little hand in 800 years, and at the same time muttering, "Okay Yes, it is indeed an ancient ruined city, and it has such treasures. With it, my deduction skills can be further advanced."

"Oh, there is a big live turtle here."

"What nonsense, how could the seven-star ancient tortoise still exist alive!?" Yan Tianji said immediately after putting the tortoise shell into the storage bag with a movement of his hand.

But when he saw Huang Mao took a few big steps back, he arched his hands and said righteously: "Little friend, take care, I will take the first step. The promise of testing the destiny three times is still valid, and you can come to me anytime." " After finishing speaking, he ran away in a hurry.

Huang Mao stared blankly at Yan Tianji's back disappearing above the wildness. After a while, his expression twisted, and he cursed two words, "Bitch!"

At this moment, the river water had already reached Huang Maofan's neck.It's strange to say that the river doesn't spread out, but on its own basis, it rises skyrocketingly, as if taking the wrong medicine.

Before Huang Mao could even call for help, the fierce river flooded his head.

"Fortunately, I'm a cultivator, so I can persist in the water for a while." Huang Maocai had this thought, and the next moment he was about to cry.

I don't know what's special about this river water. At this moment, Huang Mao felt as if his whole body was stripped and thrown into the snow, and a huge chill penetrated into his skin.

The longer he floated in the river, the slower the flow of Huang Mao's blood became, his limbs became a little stiff, and a layer of scabs like ice crystals appeared all over his body.

Time goes by little by little, maybe one day, maybe two days, maybe even longer.Huang Mao's thinking has long been chaotic, and what can keep him going until now is nothing more than a little willpower unwilling to die like this.

"No, I can't die yet!" Huang Mao trembled, recalling the days in Hezhuang Village in his mind.Although these are the soft existence in his heart, he discovered all kinds of weirdness in his body, but it also inspired Huang Mao to work hard to live with perseverance.Only by not dying can we find out the truth of the matter.

Kacha, Kacha, the sound of shattering ice shattering came, Huang Mao still closed his eyes tightly, with a layer of frost hanging on his eyelashes.But his right hand was stretched slightly, and an extremely subtle spiritual energy was entwined around his nails.

Hum, a soft hum sounded from Huang Mao's bracelet.This bracelet was the protective object given to Huang Mao by Huang Jianqiu at the beginning. Huang Mao only discovered that this bracelet could actually be used as a storage bag after the foundation was established.

But in this bracelet, there are not many things, only some medicinal materials, and some spirit stones that Huang Jianqiu hastily brought out from Huang's house at that time.These things were probably the only things that Huang Jianqiu had time to take out when the Huang family was destroyed.

Huang Mao injected a trace of spiritual energy into the bracelet, which is actually a dead horse acting as a living horse doctor.Now the only thing that can save him and bring him hope is this bracelet.

With the input of a trace of spiritual energy, all the miscellaneous things in the bracelet immediately fell out, but soon froze into a lump of ice in the river.

But there is only one thing, it is a scroll that looks like an ancient painting floating quietly in the river, above the scroll, there is a bit of gray fluorescent light flickering.

This little fluorescence is usually nothing, but now it firmly protects a trace of Huang Mao's heart.As time passed, there was a rattling sound, and the string that bound the scroll broke, and the scroll was slowly opened in the river.

This scroll seems to have drawn a picture, an old man is sitting under a huge tree with gnarled meridians, and behind him, a small river that seems to be very turbid flows quietly.In front of him, there was a long wooden table with a bowl of yellow soup on it.

In the blank space of the painting, the words Huangquan Tu are written plainly.

The old man originally had his eyes closed, but now he opened his eyes slowly as if he had come to life!

This map of Huangquan was obviously a gift that Lei Hao sent to Hezhuang Village in order to befriend Huang Mao. Unfortunately, he didn't know much about this map of Huangquan. If Lei Hao saw the magic of Huangquan map at this moment, he would Must be mad.

But when the old man's eyes gradually opened, the river was no longer calm.It was still buzzing.In the waves, the map of Huangquan turned into a stream of light that enveloped Huang Mao, and then drifted with the waves in the river.

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This is a huge sacrificial place, surrounded by bones, it is gloomy and white.

On this field, hundreds of people in different costumes were silent.Although they all stared at the seemingly ordinary sarcophagus on the altar with extremely fiery eyes, they wished to kill each other with their eyes and then monopolize the treasure by themselves.But in fact, each of them had to keep silent, not daring to let a single word escape from their mouths.

What caused this phenomenon was that on the sarcophagus, an eighteen or seventeen-year-old boy sat on the top with a huge gourd on his back, and in front of him, a young man in a blue scholar's uniform was standing quietly. , these two people were already there when they broke in.In the beginning, no one cared about these two people for the sake of profit, and some even wanted to kill them.

But the cultivation of these two people is really terrifying, especially the person in the green scholar uniform.He just looked through one look, and the aura of the few people he glanced at suddenly reversed, exploding their dantians and dying.

Therefore, everyone knew that this was a hard stubble, and it was like this now.

"Uncle Master, Master asked me to take you back." The green-robed man raised his head, his gaze was calm, and his tone was indifferent as he spoke.

The face of the person sitting on the sarcophagus was distorted for a while. He thought he was using the corpse emperor's corpse aura to cover up the aura of Zhenyu Ding, but he was found out anyway.Two words, bad luck!Don't let him know who opened this ancient ruined city, he must kill him!

"You want to take me back, but I'm afraid it's a little bit close. After all, you are just a clone of my nephew."

"It's enough to take you back."

"Master's mark!!" The eyes of the person on the sarcophagus stared, and the color of rage flashed across.