Chapter 1112 (1/2)
Back in the Youdu, the three people can't wait to rush into their respective homes, and then take out the earth's spiritual pulse.
The spiritual pulse of the earth, the nourishment of heaven and earth, can be met but can not be sought. If it is met, it must be a creation. For a monk, it is also a gift from God, which is comparable to the practice of thousands of years.
In the stone tablet, the eagle is suspended in the air, and the whole body is burning with fire. The golden divine awn explodes. Each of them is extremely dazzling. He has already swallowed the spirit pulse of the earth, and is trying to refine it now.
As for ye Chen, he is crossing his knees in the clouds, quietly looking at the Earth Spirit pulse of chaos God tripod, but he looks a little trance.
In the past, the earth in the underground world of Zhengyang patriarchal clan in the great Chu of the past was the result of the blood and bone of the son of the earth. It was because of swallowing the spiritual pulse of the earth that many causes and effects were caused in the future.
He doesn't know whether the Earth Spirit pulse at the moment is also the blood of the son of the earth, but it must have something to do with it.
For a long time, he has been very curious about the blood of the son of the earth. It must be mysterious for his blood to blend with all living beings. Unfortunately, he knows too little about the legends and secrets of the son of the earth.
Suddenly, he closed his mind and jumped into chaos.
Then, chaos God Ding buzz, was sealed in the Earth Spirit pulse, ye Chen whole swallow into the body.
Everything, in this moment, fell into peace.
at the same time, on the eight heavens, Yuezhen end sat in the attic, but the look was not so gloomy, because he sent no one back, and his eyes also saw Ye Chen returning to the secret city.
Therefore, the people he sent out did not complete the task and did not get Ye Chen's real fire.
”Four would-be emperors, more than a dozen Tianjing, even one Tianjing junior can't take it. What do I want from you?” Finally, at a certain moment, the gloomy Yue Zhen broke out, and the cold hum made the attic tremble,
”the subordinates are incompetent.” Below, the friars crawled all over the ground, but they were all trembling. The atmosphere did not dare to make a sound. Now, the result is what they did not expect. According to reason, they have no reason to fail.
”It's almost impossible to go back to Youdu and try to deal with it again.” A bloody old man murmured, as if his status was not low. Rao Shiyue could not help but be courteous.
”Master's birthday is approaching. What can I do to please him?” Yue Zhen took a hard breath and his face was black.
Second, we can only ask for it now The old man with bloody hair smiles.
”What do you say?”
”The Mu family is the last pillar to support Ruo Tian Xuan Yu. It has always been against your master. If you destroy the Mu family, if you can't turn over Tian Xuanyu again, I think he will be very happy.”
”It seems that you have something in mind.” Yue Zhen is very interested in looking at the bloody old man.
”I'm not talented. I've got a strange man recently.” The bloody old man said in a hurry, ”this man has a kind of supernatural power, which is mysterious enough to make the Mu family gambling house bankrupt. The Mu family gambling house is the largest business of the Mu family in the Youdu city. If you finish that gambling house, the Mu family will be greatly damaged. The next thing will be easier to do.”
”Then it's up to you to do it.” Yue Zhen said with a smile, ”and ye Chen, please keep an eye on him. Once you get out of Youdu again, no matter what price you pay, you will take the real fire to me.”
”Yes.” The old man with bloody hair said, and disappeared in a flash.
In the attic, Yue Zhen took a hard breath and looked down at the bottom. It seemed that he could see ye Chen sitting on his knees across the seventh heaven. His eyes were still shining with cold and lonely cold light.
Ye Chen does not know his plot.
Ye Chen is immersed in a mysterious artistic conception at the moment. All the opportunities come from the spiritual pulse of the earth.
It is not simple that he is not only the nourishment of heaven and earth, but also has countless ties with the son of the earth. His cultivation and practice also broke through to the third level of heaven realm when he suddenly realized the artistic conception.
Time goes by and night falls.
In the stone tablet, the little Eagle has woken up, fluttering wings flying in the air, sharp eagle eyes, flashing sharp eye light, full of joy, his breath, even with the majesty of the imperial realm, the whole body is surrounded by bright brilliance, each eagle feather with thorn eyes.
Yes, he broke through, from the quasi imperial realm to the imperial realm, all thanks to the spirit of the earth.
A breakthrough! A breakthrough!