The fire of Tianfeng is burning brightly.
Xiaohong felt it for a moment, and actually felt extremely depressed, as if this flame was of a higher level than the flame in her body.
And not far from this purple light, a black light forms a world of its own, as the proverb says, one flower and one world, one leaf and one bodhi. The light flows, the darkness is deep, and the majestic suction sweeps across, capable of swallowing all things. This is a devouring attribute condensed to the extreme, swallowing nothing, and sucking nothing.
The moment I saw it, my mind seemed to be filled with countless mysterious avenues.
Chaos yin and yang, the evolution of all things, the cycle of life and death, all kinds of things are merged into one furnace. Ineffable, indescribable, indescribable.
This extremely unspeakable picture can make anyone who sees it feel blank.
After all, it cannot be seen through. Inability to see through means unknown, and unknown means danger. And this kind of danger is unfathomable even for the powerful Phoenix Clan.
This Ouyang Ming is no longer the boy he met. After experiencing various disasters and tests, he finally grew into a towering tree. At the very least, he already has the minimum power to access core secrets.
Xiao Hong secretly took a breath, guarded the spiritual platform, hugged Yuan Shouyi, and carefully explored the spiritual power, making sure to be as careful as dust, to perceive carefully, and to be meticulous in all aspects. It also grew at a rapid speed and was no longer the naughty and arrogant Phoenix Clan. At this moment, its shoulders can also take on heavy responsibilities and the world.
After a moment, its eyes suddenly lit up, and it said in a low voice: "It is indeed the power of the Dragon Clan, and its level is so high that it is unimaginable."
The thoughts spread out and turned into countless tiny threads.
There are one thousand ways, one thousand hearts, and one thousand thoughts, a total of three thousand, corresponding to the three thousand avenues, with different paths leading to the same destination.
He described the power of the Dragon Clan from face to face, and recorded it all with thin lines.
After an unknown amount of time, Xiaohong slowly opened her eyes, and the majestic pressure on her body slowly subsided.
He murmured softly and said: "Although the power of dragon and phoenix is extremely pure, there is a vague feeling of being mixed with each other. What is going on?"
Ouyang Ming has become a venerable and has survived nine heavenly tribulations. Even if the sound is subtle, he can hear it in his ears, and he naturally understands why. When the spiritual power was being fed back, the fire of the Heavenly Phoenix and the devouring power of the fed back used Dantian as the battlefield, causing Ouyang Ming to suffer a lot, but he didn't say much.
But at this moment, Xiaohong screamed.
Chirping for a while, he was frightened and said: "Hey... you... have you come into contact with the Shangjie clan?"
For some reason, when Ouyang Ming heard these words, the image of a catastrophic coffin appeared in his mind, and the stern, sad, and unyielding voice roared in his spiritual world.
Ouyang Ming did not hesitate, nodded slightly, and asked: "I have indeed seen the coffin of the Tribulation. What's wrong?"
Xiao Hong shouted and said, "Do you know the origin of this great disaster?"
Hearing this, Ouyang Ming's eyes lit up and he said softly: "It should be related to the alien race."
Xiaohong nodded slightly and said, "Yes, that's not right either. The Shangjie clan is unyielding to heaven and earth, and has no respect for ghosts and gods. They use the power of the entire clan to condense the Shangjie coffin. The Shangjie coffin will not be destroyed, and the Shangjie will not be destroyed. Tens of thousands of years ago, the Shangjie clan will not be destroyed. A peerless genius emerged from the Jie clan, which overshadowed the entire spiritual world. He was closely related to Taotie, the most powerful person in the Dragon clan, and Fengling, the most powerful person in the Phoenix clan. Later, for some unknown reason, he appeared again with the dragon clan's body. ”
As this voice echoed, even with Ou Yangming's temperament, he was extremely shocked.
A drop of blood turned Daxu into this state. How strong is he? Is this the power of heaven
Xiao Hong did not speak further, but after he digested the news, he raised his paws, revealing extremely sharp nails, and continued: "And it is said that the reason why these three peerless strong men fell out was because they were fighting for some kind of treasure. ”
"What treasure?" Ouyang Ming asked.
Xiaohong rolled her eyes at him, as if she was mocking, and replied: "It's said to be some kind of treasure, how could I know."
Ouyang Ming was speechless and patted it on the head not to be outdone!
Xiaohong kept chirping, as if she was retorting, but Ouyang Ming didn't want to think that much, so he patted her again.
The multi-armed Vajra hiding in the dark quickly looked away, and said in horror, I didn't see anything... I didn't see anything, don't look at anything, go find the master, it has nothing to do with me, it has nothing to do with me.
The goshawk also quickly looked away and whistled.
I secretly thought to myself, Damn, if I were to be silenced by this adult just because I saw this scene, wouldn’t it be worth it? Well, what did I just see? Alas, why did I forget
At this time, Ouyang Ming glanced at the hiding place of the three beasts and said in a low voice: "Come out!"
The multi-armed Vajra smiled innocently and said, "I didn't see anything."
Xiao Hong glared at it angrily, causing chills to rise in the bones of the big guy, and there was a "thump" in his head.
Goshawk and Dahuang had a clear understanding of each other and moved their gaze elsewhere.
Ouyang Ming spread his hands, came out to smooth things over, and said, "Okay, don't scare it. After all, King Kong is also a venerable now. It's so shameless."
Xiao Hong glanced at King Kong casually, meaning that since he had smoothed things over for you, he would let you go this time.
Xiaohong jumped onto the wings of the goshawk, exhaled softly, and said, "This guy is so weak. He is at the peak of the spirit world?" Well, although he is not as good as the Venerable, he is still at the level of the head of an aristocratic family, but now in Xiaohong's mouth, he still feels weak.
Goshawk looked bitter and didn't even dare to move.
Does it know the danger of Xiao Hong? Once it breaks out, it will be earth-shattering. The Phoenix clan has no one to mess with.
Ouyang Ming looked at it with a smile and said nothing. He believed that Xiaohong was sensible and would not hurt Goshawk.
Rhubarb and Multi-Armed King Kong, on the other hand, watched the excitement without taking it too seriously, smacking their lips from time to time.
Ouyang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, walked into the house, took a hot bath comfortably, changed his clothes, and walked towards the old Jiangtou's small courtyard.
This was what he was thinking in his heart. If he went to meet any one of the three girls first, the other two might come up with ideas. In this case, go see the old craftsman first, and the problem will be solved. As the winding path slowly moved forward, the mist in the mountains drifted, as if walking in a fairyland. Thinking of the three girls, Ouyang Ming sighed with emotion and said: "The blessings of the Qi people are not so easy to enjoy!"
The old craftsman is practicing boxing in the courtyard.
The punch wind is cold and fierce, each punch is accompanied by a sonic boom, and the speed is extremely fast.
Although in Ouyang Ming's opinion, this kind of boxing method is a little more complicated and patchy, it is not pure enough.
But for people in the extreme realm, it is also very difficult. It can be imagined that the old craftsman has really worked hard.
Ouyang Ming waited until the old craftsman had practiced twice and stopped before slowly walking in. With a gentle look on his face, he said: "Haha, I am getting stronger and stronger with age. This kind of boxing technique makes the brat ashamed."
The old craftsman glared deliberately and said with great anger, "You brat, don't think that I won't dare to beat you if you step into the Venerable."
Ouyang Ming smiled playfully, walked to the old craftsman, and responded: "Yes, of course I can. I will be the first to refuse to accept anyone who says it can't be done."
"You know I didn't hurt you in vain!" Old Jiangtou wiped the fine beads of sweat on his head and exhaled a mouthful of white mist, with a satisfied look on his face.
Ouyang Ming smiled and didn't say anything. He just looked at the old craftsman and made up his mind. Even if he piled up the elixir, he still had to pile the old craftsman's head on the venerable one.
"Have you seen Ni Yinghong?" the old craftsman asked in a low voice.
"Didn't I come to see you as soon as I came back?" Ouyang Ming laughed.
The old craftsman opened his eyes wide and looked at the abandoned baby that he had been proud of all his life. He said in a deep voice: "I am old and want to hold a grandson. There is no sound of playing in the yard. Something is missing."
Ouyang Ming's heart almost jumped into his throat, feeling thousands of times more exhausted than fighting Ji Haoran.
He asked tentatively: "Now...is it too early? Besides, you have to live a long life."
The old carpenter smiled and kicked him, but Ou Yangming nimbly dodged it.
He spread his hands and said, "Look, I can't even kick you anymore. Aren't you old? This man can disrespect God, but he must obey his age. If he can have a grandson in his life, it will be all worth it." Look! Those venerables are all respectful to me. Of course I know it’s because of you, but when I think about it, I have straightened up. I am not afraid of others poking my spine, so I want to pass on this skill. Go down."
The old craftsman talked a lot.
Ouyang Mingdu listened patiently. He was not impatient. Instead, he felt extremely warm and nodded gently from time to time.
The most fearful thing in this world is a child who wants to support you but will not be loved by you.
After listening to the old craftsman's words, Ouyang Ming said: "Don't worry, I will try to let you have a fat grandson."
The old craftsman's eyes suddenly lit up and he said, "It's best to have Yinghong. I'll kiss that girl and we'll close our eyes."
Ouyang Ming said hello with a smile, sat next to the old craftsman, and talked with him.
But this time, before he could say a few words, he was kicked out by the old craftsman.
The thing is like this, when the old craftsman heard the word "good", his face turned serious and asked: "Didn't you agree? Why don't you go quickly?"
Ouyang Ming looked at him with a smile and said nothing.
"Oh, you brat, you are still trying to play tricks on me. Go quickly."
Ouyang raised his eyelids and looked at the unrestrained white clouds in the sky.
The old craftsman got angry, got up and chased the people away.
Although he was not popular, Ouyang Ming's heart was full of warmth.
On the winding path, he looked back at the small courtyard and said softly: "This is the beauty in my heart. No matter what, I will not allow others to touch it. For you, I am willing to kill gods and Buddhas, and no one can stand in my way." Don't stop! Because you have given me the strength to fight against the world. For you, I am willing to block all the wind and rain, leaving only sunshine in this land." This voice is not loud, but it has a strong voice. A reassuring firmness.