Wanjie praise group

Chapter 71
Seeing Xu Ming eagerly pulling out a strange box the size of a palm, Zhao Shanhe became interested for a while.

The moment Xu Ming unlocked it, he stared at the screen of his phone. Unfortunately, in his eyes, the screen was still chaos.He thought it was because he was dazzled and couldn't see clearly, so he rubbed his eyes vigorously with his hands, trying to see clearly, but he fainted unconsciously in the next second.

As soon as Xu Ming saw the disappearance of the notification on the mobile phone, he saw Zhao Shanhe fell asleep on the wooden table as if drunk.

"Maybe I'm too tired."

Xu Ming was thinking this way in his heart, and the line of words on the screen made him even more confused.

The price of concrete manifestation is to deduct one year of life, but there is another sentence immediately after this news.

"Host Xu Ming obtained a Yinyan seed."

Although Xu Ming didn't know what this Yin Yan was, the record that had just materialized explained everything.

It was the Yin-Yang Shuangyan who ranked No. 20 on the Alien Fire Ranking that repelled Qi Yuan before. At the same time, he also witnessed the terrible black flame swallowing one of Qi Yuan's arms like a raging sea. It means to understand that this strange fire seed is supposed to be the black Yinyan.

It's just strange why this materialization leaves behind such a seemingly rich reward.

Xu Ming had doubts in his heart, but he had nowhere to ask.Because his authority is not enough, what he got in exchange was the words "no comment" in the praise group.But no matter what, losing one year of life in exchange for this strange fire seed is a big profit no matter how you look at it, but where is this strange fire seed?
Immediately, he closed his eyes tightly and searched carefully inside his body.

Finally, in the dantian that has become a Tai Chi pattern and is divided into two sides, a strange-looking crack appeared in the cold elixir that was condensed due to the Acupoints of the Underworld.

But under Xu Ming's meticulous perception, there is no crack.With a thought in his mind, a ray of black flame like a faint candlelight appeared in the palm of his hand.As soon as the black flame came out, the surrounding temperature dropped at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xu Ming was so close to him but still couldn't feel the warmth of the black inflammation, compared to the black yin inflammation prompted by the system.

It's just that although the strange fire seed fell into his hands, since it was dubbed the word "seed", it has the hope of being cultivated. What can be used to cultivate it, and how to cultivate it is a bit difficult for Xu Ming for a while.

But what happened next seemed to provide him with the direction to cultivate different fires.

Because this ray of black yin flame was attached to the cold pill earlier, Xu Ming summoned it with his mind.After the strange fire left the cold pill, Xu Ming realized that the cold pill he had worked so hard to condense had shrunk by a full circle.

After Xu Ming knew all this, he was surprised and a little scared.This ray of strange fire from heaven and earth almost killed him. Once the cold core is swallowed up by it, his cultivation will be in vain.

Now I am in a foreign country, and I am not familiar with the place of life.Saving one's life is still a luxury, if the cold pill is swallowed up by the strange fire, where can he find the place where the Yin Qi gathers.

Thinking of this, Xu Ming looked at the dancing flame in his hand, with a wry smile of mixed joy and sorrow on his face.

But fortunately, he also figured out the solution, that is to put this ray of strange fire into the other half of his dantian, which is empty and empty.After that, it will be wrapped in heavy cold air. Although this is not a long-term solution, there is no other way for now.

It's better than being sucked dry by this strange fire seed, and when this strange fire suzerain falls into the other half of the dantian.Xu Ming's whole body trembled suddenly. It seemed that his decision brought some kind of violent reaction to his body, but the reaction came and went quickly.

In just a moment, it disappeared.

Although Xu Ming felt something strange in his heart, he couldn't find the source, so he had to let it go.

Putting away the strange fire seeds in his hand, the temperature in the house rose to normal again.

Now Xu Ming finally had time to look around the surrounding area, and he found out when he took a deep breath.The innate aura contained in the air here is indeed dozens of times that of his own world, and just this one mouthful already gave him a feeling of enlightenment.

He, a novice in the cultivation world, finally turned the fantasy novels he read into reality.

After getting rid of the mixed feelings in his heart a little bit, Xu Ming looked forward to the days ahead.

The words are divided into two ends, at this moment in a fairy mountain.

A majestic and boundless building stands on a high mountain, surrounded by countless auspicious clouds and cranes and spiritual beasts hovering around the building.

This is the Qingxin Pavilion of the Cultivation Alliance, so it can be seen that this light is a foothold of the Cultivation Alliance.They are all so extravagant. It is conceivable that the influence of this Cultivation Alliance in Ten Thousand Worlds and Kyushu is so outrageous.

In the empty hall, an old man in white was swiping ink at the desk.

Suddenly, in the shadows in front of him, a man in black clothes slowly emerged.

"Report, Venerable Poison from the Bloodline Chamber of Commerce rescued the person who was brought back by Zhao Shanhe from the secret realm not long ago."

This kind of person who is dressed in black and can walk freely in countless shadows is called a shadow scout in the Cultivation Alliance.Generally, it is these people who inquire about news and inquire about intelligence.

The scout who suddenly emerged from the shadows also interrupted the spirit of the old man in white writing, and the words in front of him had lost their original feeling.The old man in white frowned slightly, and then smashed it into fine powder and scattered it in the wind.

Seeing this situation, the shadow scout who came to report could not help but bury his head even deeper.

In any case, it was he who disturbed the old man in white's calligraphy practice, although it was not a crime to say the least.But in the face of this moody old man in white, the shadow scout was also in a state of agitation.

Besides, the news he reported just now doesn't seem to be good, because once he gets involved with the Bloodline Chamber of Commerce, many people will die at that time.

There has always been a saying in the Cultivation Alliance, that is, it is better to kill three thousand by mistake than to let one person go.

This person is naturally referring to the remnants of the Bloodline Chamber of Commerce.

But no matter how ruthless the methods of the Cultivation Alliance are, every once in a while the Bloodline Chamber of Commerce will reappear like a ghost in Myriad Realms and Kyushu.

So over time, the Cultivation Alliance no longer tried as hard as it did before to kill them all.Because there are still some things that are more difficult than the reappearance of the Bloodline Chamber of Commerce. Of course, the shadow scouts in front of these myriad worlds and nine states are not qualified to know.

"You mean, Venerable Poison has appeared again?"

"Yes, my lord."

"Which direction did they go?"

"Sir, please go in the direction of Fuhai City."

"Sea-covering city?"

"Hmph, this old man is still as slippery as he was back then."

"Send down the order to withdraw all the shadow scouts around Fuhai City. I don't want that reckless man in Fuhai City to come to my Qingxin Pavilion to play wild."

Hearing the words, the shadow scout hurriedly clasped his fists and said yes, and then disappeared into the shadows with oil on the soles of his feet.

"The Ten Thousand Realms and Nine States are getting more and more lively, but it's good, my Qingxin Pavilion has become a clean place instead."

The old man in white, after talking to himself, began to cultivate his heart and practice calligraphy again.

(End of this chapter)