Returning after 10000 Years Cultivation

In the mountain of several hundred meters, numerous low-lying small stone caves were excavated, and people could not even get up straight when they went in. Each cave was connected to each other and countless, like an ant’s nest.

But when I went in, I found that there are no holes.

On the smooth and smooth stone wall, there are large-scale murals painted by gold color, Feitian, Divine Beast, Ling birds, flowers, birds, insects, and fish … The colors are magnificent, and the brushwork is fine.

The top of each cave is inlaid with a bright light and vibrant colors.

jade stone carved steps, glittering and translucent, turned out to be jade stone of ice, with gold foil on the edges …

These murals are fine, even the night pearls, and even those gold foils, if taken outside, are worth millions of dollars, even if he was a Nie Family Young Master and enjoyed the riches and riches, they are rarely seen.

Hundreds of cave death cells, each of them lived with some strange people.

Maybe they have been imprisoned for too long, they are half human and half ghost, but they seem to be very powerful.

When he reached the far end of the nest, Nie Mingyuan saw a more shocking scene.

A blood pool!

In a cave cell, there is a huge blood pool with a round ten meters.

The blood in the pool did not have a wave of waves, it seemed to be solidified, it was sticky to black, and the bloody smell was soaring.

Next to the blood pool, a tall man sat withered.

The man’s curly blond hair and beard covered his face and grew to the ground. Perhaps he hadn’t cleaned it for too long, and he had already formed a pile.

Nie Mingyuan only realized why the Senior Brother had handed himself a full bottle of blood just pulled from the sika deer before going up the mountain.

He stepped forward with trembling with fear, and cautiously handed it up.

The man was motionless, sitting there like dead wood.

“Jié jié, waste! All useless waste!”

Suddenly, a piercing grin that sounded like a night owl screamed behind Nie Mingyuan.

Nie Mingyuan fell to the ground in shock, but saw a more horrible scene.

In the stone cave opposite the blood pond.

On countless slices of colorful tiger-skin paved platform, there was a shabby old man.

The head of this old man’s goose-skin crane has lost all his hair, his toothless mouth dries up, his ribs bulging sharply and sharply, like the precipitous cold and severe mountain peaks.

Even more frightening is that he has no limbs or even ass.

It should be said … He used the sharp weapon to cut him off the trunk below his chest.

His face was fading, covered with gray-brown old spots, deadly, not a bit angry, only between his eyes or round, and he proved to be a living creature.

He was obviously short, like a three-inch Dinggu bark, but it gave people a sense of arrogance.

As if everything in the world was nothing but a ant in his eyes.

“Senior … your meal!”

At that time, Nie Mingyuan climbed up with fear, handed a porcelain bowl with a hoe, and a bowl of clear water.

“Chen Anping gives me a bun and a bowl of water a year. I might as well not want it!”

The wrecked old man jié jié was weird, his voice sounded as if the blade was piercing and dry across the bottom of the pot.

His eyes burst into sharp, cruel and madness, and it was like a dazzling rays of light.

boom!

The porcelain bowl in Nie Mingyuan’s hands shattered out of thin air.

Later, Nie Mingyuan finally understood that the old man Meridian had already been completely damaged.

At this moment, a glance broke his porcelain bowl, only relying on pure spirit strength, the real Earth Immortal situation.

Later, he even inquired that this old man had never eaten for decades.

Every day, I nourish myself by absorbing a little water vapor, Night Pearl, and Spiritual Qi in Emerald.

He also did not excrete the system, using some secret technique to force the impurities inside the body forcibly out of the body.

When Nie Mingyuan knew about cultivation, he was even more amazed by the Magical Powers shown by old man.

Nie Mingyuan has been with them for a long time, and has gradually figured out their temperament.

The old man with a clear mind, likes to inquire about news from the outside world, chattering, and occasionally utters a few golden sentences, which is called “mind-headed person” by the blond monster.

The blonds are powerful, often punching megaliths, and violently run away in their cages.

But the thinking is fuzzy and disorderly, his eyes are dull, like a fool, old man likes to call him “limbs monster”.

It sounds ridiculous, but it actually has an extremely cruel and tragic taste.

Once, Nie Mingyuan mentioned this old man with admiration and Nie Xueman:

“The cultivation technique records that the martial artist is a Spiritual Qi tempered fleshhy body that absorbs plants and medicine pill, and the warlock is in control of the world’s spiritual energy, and can use external forces to guide the situation and form strength.”

“But I have never heard of a cultivation technique that directly absorbs the world’s spiritual energy, or even the Spiritual Qi in jade stone, and transforms it into an ontological atmosphere, condensing the cultivation base!”

“Ming Yuan, don’t be fooled by him! He has fallen into the ‘demonic path’!”

Nie Xueman warned angry look:

“The people we cultivate are still people, and people have to eat whole grains. Of course, human beings can only refining the world’s spiritual energy contained in living things. This is the law of nature and the rule of heaven, and it cannot be violated at all!”

“Even if it is an expert practice, even if it is cultivated into a flawless and sacred body, even if it reaches the legendary realm, it can only be eaten for ten or more years. How can humans feed on the breath of minerals?”

“In the long run, the body and mind will be polluted by impurities between Heaven and Earth, and become a realm who is not innocent. If no man is not a ghost, it is a demon, and it is a fall into the demonic path!”

Nie Mingyuan heard it, but felt disapproved.

Cultivation is naturally for power!

What about people, what about ghosts, what about demons, and what about demons?

As long as it is a powerhouse!

And what is powerhouse?

That is the person who can slaughter trample on others!

This is enough!

However, on the surface he still frequently nodded in favor, and then curiously said, “What is this old man?”

“do not know!”

Nie Xueman shook his head and said, “I heard that when Sect Master worshiped sect at the age of eight, this old man was there! Later, he stuffed the monster who likes to drink blood and accompany him!”

“It is said that the Taoist man was a powerhouse in the Daoguang years of the Qing Dynasty. He has an unknown origin and was born in the sky. He once broke a dozen large sects, such as Wudang, Tianshan, Kunlun, and Emei, and killed blood flowing into a. river, Cultivation World is terrified by the wind! “

“Later then, a dozen Divine Realm and Human Immortal teamed up to bring in a lot of magic inheritance before suppressing him here. Jiang Taichu and him are still far away!”

“There are rumors that he came from ‘Secret Realm’ or Immortal Ruins, but it is only rumored that’s all, the true situation is unknown!”

“It turned out to be an old monster who lived two hundred years old!”

On the one hand, Nie Mingyuan was shocked by his strength.

On the one hand, it also faintly understands why Chen Anping made himself a handyman disciple who cleaned the mountainside nests and sent food and blood.

I am eager for revenge, I want to be stronger, and I am most likely to take out the inheritance of the monsters from the monsters.

However, things did not go as smoothly as Nie Mingyuan thought.

When he first made a request to learn from a teacher.

The mind-wise man even chi chi laughed at saying with a smile: “you are too weak …”

Nie Mingyuan was unknown and looked at him confusedly.

The eyes of a wise man first burst out of the needle-like rays of light, and then grew larger and bigger, and became a thin spray of hunting flames.

Nie Mingyuan felt a sense of extreme heat.

This is the real flame!

The headed man raised his thin neck, blood vessels and green tendons bulged like earthworms, and he desperately roar:

“You have no roots for cultivation, you are waste, you are ants, you are insect!”

“I am waste now, but it may not always be waste!”

Nie Mingyuan knelt on the ground, his eyes calm and deep, like a deep lake.

He is docile but hard as water.

“Waste is waste!”

“The humans on Earth are all insects! I, I am ‘Heavenly Venerate’ clansman, I came here to suppress everything, but you turned me into an insect when I was not prepared! Ridiculous insect!”

His roar’s voice grows louder and louder, full of horror, and contains the power of destroying the heavens and extinguishing the earth.

He screamed frantically, laughing, crying, as if to shout Star Fragmentation, destroy the earth, and kill all kinds of life!

The gold murals were cracked and then peeled off like butterflies.

The entire Moya Cave seemed to tremble as if an earthquake of magnitude XNUMX.

Nie Mingyuan was so shocked that he sprayed blood, flew out more than a dozen meter away, and fell to the ground.

He was in a coma for three days before waking up, but he felt more powerful in the mind, almost Spiritual God.

So every day when he came to the Taoist, he scrubbed his body, worshipped, and begged him to teach himself Supreme.

But the old man still didn’t agree, just laughed at him every day and satirized him, but he never taught him the cultivation technique.

……

“Four months later, Sect Grand Competition, Jiang Taichu may come!”

Throwing away the memories of humiliation and pain these days, Nie Mingyuan’s eyes spewed out of anger, and the vicious eyes seemed to be able to shoot the sunglasses through:

“Jiang Tian, ​​you devil, kill my parents and destroy my family. If I don’t kill you, I will not swear!”

“I’ve been taking care of the two monsters for a year. I hope there will be a turnaround today. They taught me something!”

Thinking of this, he limped, but stepped quickly towards the cliffside behind moved towards sect.

……

Help the two scrub their bodies, accompany them to talk about the world, end up shit and pee, and then come to the evening.

Just when Nie Mingyuan felt disappointed that this was another unproductive day and was about to leave.

The blood-stained blond monster finally stammered and said, “Mind, I have … ways to make the food delivery … powerhouse!”

“Are you a limb-powered, simple-minded powerhouse like you!”

A sneer said with disdain:

“Chen Anping’s Master used three Immortal Souls and six Mortal Souls to suppress your mind, you have become a fool! Haha!”

“Yes, my spirit strength … is ruined.”

The weird limbs stuttered:

“But my Duke-level Blood Race is powerful! My fleshhy body, your spirit … combined to create a true Celestial Immortal!”

“‘Limbs monster’, if you do this, your spirit will be suppressed forever! This is an extremely difficult decision, isn’t it?”

The man in his head laughed.

Monsters on all fours eyes dull and empty: “But are there any other methods now?”

The wise man looked towards Nie Mingyuan and said more with a smile:

“For food delivery, your spirit strength is also suppressed! It is likely that you are all my fleshhy body … but think clearly!”