The Second Immortal Road

Climbing up the river bank with hands and feet, Han Ming turned his head and looked at the Jiufa River again, only to find that the Jiufa River had completely restored its previous calm, the river stopped surging, and the nine breaths separated again.

"Really weird, how do you feel that this river exists to kill the ghost infant!" Han Ming muttered softly.

After turning around the Jiufa River, Han Ming made sure that there was no danger around him, he opened a mouth, released a group of Wansha Sacrifice Bone Niyuan Sword, sent it into the river with a fierce breath, and started smelting again.

On the other hand, Han Ming himself was sitting on the shore and began to clean up the mess in his head. Before the ghost infant had taken him away, he was swallowed by the natal fire of the ghost bone body, and then there were a lot of ghost infants in his head. Memories, but they are scattered, and some are not connected.

Han Ming knows that the extra memory in his mind is a sequelae of robbing the house. If he is robbed of the house, Gui Ying will have a lot of his memories, and when the Gui Ying fails, he will have some memories of the Gui Ying out of thin air.

Han Ming is not worried about the extra memories in his mind, nor does he need to be afraid of being assimilated by the remaining memories of the ghost infant, because this situation will not last long. Don’t be too young for a long time, the memories belonging to the ghost infant will gradually dissipate, unless it is. He wanted to keep his memory.

Ninety-nine percent of these memories belonging to ghost infants are messy. Han Ming frowned and refined it for a long time, but found that nothing useful was found. The only thing that was useful was a piece of exercise, which was still complete. .

"Xuanguijue, this set of exercises turned out to be more complete than the original one, until the stage of transformation! But it is not surprising, this ghost infant will have that kind of ghostly sacred fire, and it is more complete than before. The ghost king under the capital of Jiang State is much more powerful, and it is possible that the two ghosts practice a kind of ghost way!" Han Ming said to himself, with a strange tone.

"Forget it, it's useless, let's talk about it later!" Han Ming shook his head, leaving Xuan Gui Jue behind.

Although this piece of mysterious ghost is extremely powerful, and according to its description, it is more mysterious than any kind of exercises circulating in the immortal world, but Han Ming doesn't care too much. He is not a ghost, and his The technique is enough, whether it's turning rounds, turning swords, or melting gold, they are all inferior to this mysterious ghost!

The Netherbone Body is barely regarded as something like a ghost and evil thing, but the Netherbone Body is basically unborn now, and 80% of it does not meet the requirements of cultivating Xuanguijue, it is completely tasteless.

And Han Ming always felt that there was something special about this Xuan Gui Jue, it might have been left to him by Gui Ying deliberately, it could be a trap, or why the other memories were incomplete, but the record of this Xuan Gui Jue was very clear and unusual!

After sitting cross-legged for a long time, Han Ming cleared the memory that belonged to the ghost infant in his mind. Of course, Xuan Gui Jue was left by him. Although he was going to be useless, he could also be used to trade with Gui Xiu, so he wanted to be sure. It will be regarded as a treasure and is of great value.

Standing up, Han Ming looked at the four hundred and thirty-two Wansha sacrifice bone Niyuan swords that were constantly rising and falling in the river. The corners of his mouth were slightly tilted. He naturally saw that these Wansha sacrifice bone Niyuan swords were undergoing a rebirth. Such tempering, this is a big surprise!

After looking at the flying sword in the river for a while, Han Ming seemed to feel a little bored, so he turned his head and walked to another section of the river. The aura here is thick and unusual, and it is far from the section where the Wansha Sacrifice Bone Niyuan Sword was tempered. .

When the Jiufa River rioted, the river water in this area was surrounded by the river that contained fierce auras. It protected Han Ming from the impact of the other seven auras, which made Han Ming more interested in this section of river water. NS.

If Han Ming's guess is not wrong, this section of river water should correspond to body transformation.

Han Ming raised his hand slightly, and released a palm-sized pangolin from the spirit beast bag, not only grinning and struggling, but as soon as he sent it forward, he threw it into the river in front of him and observed it carefully.

This pangolin is an adult Tier 2 monster. Han Ming caught it when he went out. Because of its powerful body, stronger than Tier 3 monsters, and it seemed to have some special treasure hunting abilities, Han Ming had A hint of surrender.

Adult monsters are not easy to recognize their masters. Unless they are born with spiritual wisdom and know the way to choose, there will be no one out of a thousand that can only be domesticated. This is also true of this pangolin. Ming Guan was in the spirit beast bag.

Han Ming originally just wanted to sharpen the edges and corners of this pangolin, but now ten years have passed, this pangolin still looks like this, so that Han Ming's patience is exhausted, and it is not necessary, just to use it to test the river. .

The pangolin was thrown into the river and immediately thumped its limbs, trying to swim far away, but before it swam out two or three inches, it suddenly lost its strength, and its body below the surface of the water was actually only bones!

This river seemed to be very corrosive to humans, and even the body of a pangolin comparable to Tier 3 monsters could not hold up, and was instantly melted, leaving only pale bones.

The pangolin slowly sank to the bottom of the river. As soon as Fang was submerged by the river, it completely turned into a white bone and sank into the bottom of the river. The bones were just white bones, but a bunch of dead bones without spirituality. It's not like the bones of monsters.

Han Ming frowned and became even more convinced that this section of river water should have a lot to do with the body transformation technique, because the body transformation technique cultivates flesh and blood, and this section of the river is just the body that restrains the flesh and blood.

Staring at the river in silence for a while, Han Ming stepped forward slowly, squatted by the water, hesitated for a moment, then put a finger of his left hand into the river water, the surface of the finger was condensed with layers of white light. .

Han Ming currently majors in Hualunjue with two sets of matching techniques. One is Huajianshu, and the other is Huayuanshu. Huajianjue is derived from Zhu Chiyuan’s Qi Baiyi’s Huayuan Jianshu, and Huashu is a chance. Coincidentally, it was obtained from a mortal. The original name was Transformation Body Art.

In the past, Han Ming only paid attention to the transformation of swords, and did not care much about the transformation of the body. At that time, he felt that the cultivator should fly the clouds and drive the fog, the magic weapon of the imperial emissary, and the practice of ** should only be a side road, and it is not worth the effort to practice. Later, after his physical body became stronger, he discovered that his physical body was strong in the battle, and his advantage was incredible.

Han Ming had long wanted to practice Transformation Technique, but for some unknown reason, unlike Huajian Jue, in the practice of Transformation Technique, he did half the effort, but in the end, he was unable to do anything, and he didn't know why.

Now that he encounters a river that has a lot to do with Body Transformation, Han Ming still couldn’t hold it back. Even if he suffered a small injury, he wanted to explore the special features of Transformation Technique. Isn't that an unexpected joy when you have practiced the body art technique!

After reaching the index finger into the river, Han Ming frowned immediately. Shi pointed out that there was a throbbing pain, but he was still able to bear it. Although he was protected by the invigorating Qi, his index finger was still being melted, but the speed was far worse. That's it for pangolins.

The index finger was not in the water for about half an hour before Han Ming retracted his hand and placed his index finger in front of his eyes.

This index finger was **** as if it had been peeled off. The white flesh and faint bones were glued together, some of them were indistinguishable from each other, which looked very oozing.

After thinking for a while, Han Ming withdrew the body's zhenqi, put the half-dissolved finger into the water, and felt it again, but he was surprised to find that this finger seemed to be immune to the river water, and seemed to be integrated with the river water. , Regardless of each other, even without the support of Transforming True Qi, there was no harm.

"It doesn't work, I just found out after trying it. Anyway, there is no big loss. I can cultivate for ten days at most. Anyway, there is a lot of time!" Han Ming cheered himself up, took off the spirit beast bag, and stored it. Things like bags just jumped and jumped into the river.

For a while, the heavy aura of the surrounding river seemed to be boiling, and one after another rushed over. In an instant, Han Ming’s robes all over his body were melted clean. Then Chao Han Ming’s body surged madly, and he was about to melt Han Ming into a river. Part.

However, a certain yellow infuriating energy above and below Han Ming's body suddenly shook, and the heavy aura around it was blocked, and only a very small part penetrated through it and began to erode up and down against Han Ming.

This is the pain of peeling the skin and burning the flesh. Before it was just a finger, Han Ming could still endure it, but now he has it all over his body. It is Han Ming's perseverance, and he can't bear it because of this, and he screams. .

Moaning in pain for a while, in order to fear that he could not bear it and wanted to go up, Han Ming gritted his teeth and plunged into the bottom of the river, swimming towards the middle of the Jiufa River, rolling on the bottom of the river, constantly roaring .

On the shore, Xi Ling stared at Han Ming at the bottom of the river, with an inexplicable look on his face. It really felt that the young master was extraordinary. Not only was his perseverance amazing, he was also cruel, not only to the enemy, but to himself. is also like this.

The world of cultivating immortals is cruel and abnormal, whether it is low-level or high-level, the existence that can truly grow to the top is often the elders who are inhumane, because kind people are regarded as stepping stones. Yiling felt that if there were no accidents and disasters, she would have been growing steadily, and she was afraid that she could really grow up and become a giant-like existence.

Yiling has fewer thoughts of resisting, and perhaps the path of recognizing the Lord is also good, it is better than dying under the catastrophe!

After staying on the shore for most of the day, and listening to Han Ming’s screams at the bottom of the river for most of the day, Yiling heard the screams getting smaller and smaller. Originally thought that Han Ming could not hold on anymore, she fixed her eyes, but it was The young master who found it closed his eyes slightly and his face was serene.

At this time, Yi Ling's concealment technique has failed. Han Ming has revealed the prototype, with a pair of small buffalo horns on his head, four arms on the upper body, and a python tail that is four or five feet long on the lower body.

Although the body of a beast was revealed, Han Ming's appearance was extremely miserable. All the scales on the top and bottom of the body were ablated, revealing the tender flesh underneath that was whitened because of excessive bleeding and soaking in the water for a long time.

Slowly opening his eyes, Han Ming swayed the tail of the python, like a large python, swimming to the shore, and then swimming on a large bluestone, with the long python tail curled up, each of his four arms pinched Fa Jue, as if What tactics have been urged.

Looking at the bloodstains left by Han Ming swimming all the way~www.wuxiaspot.com~, Yiling flashed his eyes, turning his hands to collect the blood stained sand and stones along the way. This is the spirit of the ancients. Although the blood is not the essence of blood, it is only the juvenile body that bleeds, but it is also a rare spiritual thing.

Then Yi Ling raised his head, ready to care about its young master. After all, his young master had a serious injury, and there was no trace of his whole body intact. How could it take half a year to recover before he could heal.

Raising her eyes and looking at her young master, Xi Ling's eyes immediately opened up, staring at Han Ming, who was like a molten metal statue, stunned. His young master was originally bloody, without a trace of intact skin. Start to melt and heal.

After five or six breaths, Han Ming satisfactorily touched the cheeks that had returned to normal, with a slight smile on the corners of his mouth, and muttered to himself: "Although it is a little loss of vitality, it will be enough to cultivate for ten days. !"

"The Immortal Body!" Yi Ling repeated dumbfoundedly. It never expected that its Young Master would possess magical powers similar to the Immortal Body.

The potential of its young master seems to be far beyond its expectations! The Second World Fairy Way