Invincibility Starts From Sacrificing Ancestors

Blood Qi is the enlightenment of Medicine Pill, the forging of profound arts, and the cultivation of the flesh.

This is the foundation of practice.

Some people's Blood Qi, intangible and insufferable, empty and wonderful, is vulnerable to evil in the face of evil.

However, some people have melted their own spirit into it, like a brand, and they have gone through new generations, although only traces of battle are left.

However, the domineering and resolute will came towards him, fierce and powerful.

Such people are truly scary.

The former's Blood Qi is rootless duckweed, while the latter's is smelted into steel.

At this moment, Wang Xuanzhi's heart was finally shaken.

He knew that the master hidden in the depths was far more terrifying than he imagined.

God and Qi are united, and a single thought returns to the truth.

"It seems that I was wrong. That master must have been through the vicissitudes of life, and he is used to seeing the world. Otherwise, it would be difficult to have such a Realm." Wang Xuanzhi couldn't help sighing,

It's easy to say such a Realm, but it's all about the flavors of life. After a furnace of melting, the spirit and spirit are sublimated to the extreme, and only then can they be integrated into their own Blood Qi.

To reach this point, not only talent, luck, but also experience are needed.

However, he didn't know that Zhou Dao has been a human in two lifetimes. In this lifetime, he has followed such an unreliable master, and his life has been even more ups and downs. He has even dug the grave of his ancestor, so his experience is naturally unique.

"Sure enough, he is a senior, hibernating here, why?" Zhang Beixuan thought secretly.

He has an indescribable gratitude to that mysterious expert, a life-saving grace, and he dare not forget it.

Now that I heard Wang Xuanzhi's analysis, my admiration was even stronger, and I really wanted to see the peerless style of that senior.

“Perhaps it’s also for this big monster.” Wang Xuanzhi secretly said in his heart.

He came from the imperial capital and knew many secrets, which he naturally didn't tell Zhang Beixuan and others.

Chi-eye boy got the inheritance of Qianyuan Cave, fellow practitioners of Yaodao, Insight Yin & Yang.

Back then, Li Zangfeng saw the clue and suppressed him in Ping'an Town for 20 years.

This is not only the doom of this big demon, but also his chance.

"The number of this Monster Qi is endless, and there is still a great fortune. The more life and death are at stake, the more chance he has."

Before coming, someone once said such words to Wang Xuanzhi.

This monster and Qianyuan Cave Karma are very deep, the catastrophe is coming, and Qianyuan Cave may be born, and what is inside is the real disturbance in people's hearts, causing Taoism to covet.

These are top secrets, with both fate and danger, so Wang Xuanzhi naturally wouldn’t tell everyone.

"That person came to rescue him over and over again, and he had good intentions, so he didn't need to go into it, so as not to collide with him." Wang Xuanzhi whispered.

For such a mysterious expert, one can only wait and see how things change, do too much, and try to find out the identity of the other party blindly, but it is easy to be self-defeating.

"Respect!" The three major guards looked at each other and nodded.

They didn't plan to do anything in the first place, and even the guards couldn't see the clue, and they were afraid. How could they dare to make trouble?

"Take a rest, register the loss, write a note, and report it to Pingjiang City." Wang Xuanzhi ordered, deployed for a while, and left.

"You two, go back and rest, I'm here."

Wang Hongbo was in charge of everything, and he was the most relaxed about this incident. It was very uncomfortable to follow Wang Xuanzhi in Pingjiang City.

It was just that Zhang Beixuan and Chen Qinggang suffered, and almost lost their lives.

At this time, if he doesn't come out to help, the former will scold his ancestors to death for the eighteenth generation in his heart.

"It's hard work!" Zhang Beixuan and Chen Qinggang said politely on the surface, and dragged the injured body back to recuperate.

...

The Yuyao Division is rebuilt, and everyone has a seven-day holiday.

For a time, Zhou Dao was at leisure, and he was still thinking about the incident and the beheaded monsters.

Although it can't be compared with such monsters as Hui Sandao, Mr. Leng Er and even the leader, the fly is small, but it is also a piece of meat.

For this reason, Zhou Dao made a special trip back to the Yuyao Division to mention the corpses of those monsters intentionally or unintentionally.

His dedicated behavior immediately caught Wang Hongbo's attention.

This is the first time Lord Du Wei has seen such a good boy who is dedicated to the public and has no self-interest among the Demon Sealing Masters.

Although he is at the grassroots level, his heart is on the great cause of slaying demons and slaying demons. This kind of heart really moved the elderly Wang Hongbo a little.

After all, he was also young and passionate, dreaming of traveling the world with a sword.

In order not to dampen the enthusiasm of the young people, Wang Hongbo strongly invited Zhou Dao to stay and participate in the reconstruction of Yu Yaosi.

"..."

Zhou Dao declined, and he came to work overtime for free when he had a problem with his mind.

Those monster corpses can only think of a way after Yu Yaosi reopens the door.

In the early morning, the streets gradually became lively.

Zhou Dao came to the corner.

Lao Wang Baozi Shop is his favorite snack shop.

The steamed buns here have eighteen folds with thin skin and large filling. When you bite into it, the juice can be squirted out, and the aroma of the meat spreads between the lips and teeth.

The taste and taste are so wonderful that they go straight to the sky.

"One drawer of buns!" Zhou Dao sat up and greeted.

The old rules, a drawer of buns, a pot of tea.

"Okay, wait a minute!"

A young man threw a long towel, lifted the lid, took out a drawer of steamed buns, and brought them over hot and white.

"Where's your father? I haven't seen it for a few days." Zhou Dao looked up.

This is Lao Wang's son. This bun shop is supported by the father and son, but on weekdays, Xiao Wang is just fighting.

"I'm sick!" Xiao Wang said a little dejectedly.

"I'm getting old, and it won't take long." Zhou Dao picked up a bun and comforted him casually.

"Oh, I don't know if it will be better, I'm afraid this shop will be closed." Xiao Wang said in frustration.

"Huh!?" Zhou Dao was startled when he heard the words, and then he asked, "What's wrong?"

"Strange disease!" Xiao Wang looked around and lowered his voice.

As early as half a month ago, there was something wrong with Lao Wang.

His appetite became particularly good. At first, no one cared, and a bowl of rice was nothing.

But gradually, Lao Wang's appetite became bigger and bigger, half a pot of rice, a roast chicken, two pounds of beef, and a pot of apricot flower wine...

This is just his meal.

"Big stomach king!?" Zhou Dao frowned.

Such a diet is obviously abnormal and harmful to the body. It stands to reason that it should be stopped in time.

After all, normal people's stomach capacity is limited, and eating beyond the cognitive range is impossible, except at the cost of harming the body.

There is even a saying that the total amount of food everyone eats in a lifetime is constant, and whoever eats it first will leave first.

This shows how terrible the dangers of overeating are.

Xiao Wang shook his head, "It's fine if it's just that."

Lao Wang's appetite is getting more and more amazing. He seems to never be full, he keeps eating, and even starts to eat raw meat.

But at this moment, Xiao Wang discovered something even more incredible.

Pharaoh... getting thinner and thinner! ! !