Wuqi, who was sweating all over, jumped up suddenly and looked around in panic.

He was the only one in the quiet room, and no one could find the existence of others, whether it was Zhoutian's divine eyes or spiritual consciousness. Wuqi pushed open the heavy stone gate and rushed into the mine. In the dark mine, thousands of monks were still working hard. The Yashas squatted on the stalagmites around them boredly, some were gambling, some were drinking, and some were simply doing those things that were covered in the shadow corners.

There are no annoying idle people, no.

At the entrance of the mine, a group of wolves and tigers pushed a dozen pale-faced cultivators into the mine. The cultivators were bruised and swollen, and suffered a lot. The yakshas punched and kicked them and drove them into the mine. Obviously, this was a group of new unlucky guys who were captured alive by the yakshas and sent to be coolies.

If you can pass these skills into Wuqi's sea of ​​consciousness from a distance, how could such an existence be captured by Yasha?

Wuqi looked around in horror for a while, gritted his teeth and turned around and walked into the mine where he lived, and then closed the stone door heavily.

Sitting cross-legged in the position just now, all of his mind was concentrated in the sea of ​​consciousness. Wuqi tried his best to ask with his spiritual consciousness again and again: "Who are you?" In his vast and boundless spiritual space, huge sounds began to echo, "Who are you, who are you, who are you~~~'.

After an hour, an old voice suddenly rang in Wuqi's sea of ​​knowledge: "I am a poor cicada."

After a sudden change of thought, Wuqi whispered in the sea of ​​consciousness: "Lu Chan'er's grandfather? Chan's father-in-law?"

The old voice laughed: "Yes, this kid, you still remember the old man, it's great!"

Wuqi was silent for a long time. After a long time, Wuqi asked back: "What is the True Body Art of Heaven and Earth?"

The old man Qiuchan laughed and said, "One of the main practices of the Dayu people can be regarded as a very good set of methods. It is said that when you practice until the last chapter of Pangu Hunyuan, if you have good luck and high qualifications, you can condense Pangu's true body and achieve the strength of Pangu's saint."

"There is no lunch in the world, tell me, why did you find me?" Wuqi's question was very direct. He was able to practice the legendary Pangu saint realm. When he thought of this, Wuqi's scalp became numb. Who would teach this technique to others for no reason?

"Um!" After pondering for a while, the old man Qiuchan laughed: "Don't be afraid, don't panic. Except for the one that the Dayu royal family specializes in practicing, the other techniques are not top secrets. For example, the Miaoying Palace where you are, the little girl also knows all the methods of the Heaven and Earth True Body Art, but she will never practice them."

He pressed his fist gently on the ground, leaving a fist mark about a foot deep on the ground. Wuqi asked, "Why can't you practice such a wonderful technique? It can reach the Pangu realm. This is a realm that only ancient saints who have opened up the world can have. Who would give up such technique and not practice it?"

After another silence, the voice of the old man Qiu Chan sounded in Wuqi's sea of ​​consciousness: "Nothing strange. Practicing the human race's martial arts will gradually change their physiques, and immortal immortals will gradually recover to humans. People will always be born, old, sick and die."

Wuqi was silenced. After a long time, he asked with a wry smile: "Can the Saint Pangu die?"

The old man Qiuchan responded naturally: "If the Pangu saint would not die, where did this Pangu continent come from? The Pangu continent was transformed by the body of the Pangu saint. This world was created by the Pangu saint with all its divine power before death. Our human race inherited part of the bloodline of the Pangu saint, so we adapted to the heavenly way between the heaven and earth and became the master of this world."

Wuqi suddenly realized that he suddenly understood where the severe punishment of heaven and earth for those who practice immortals came from. The Pangu Saint is the ancestor of human beings, and the immortals cultivate immortals is a process of gradually getting rid of human beings. In general, what the immortals do completely violated the rules of heaven and earth set by the Pangu Saint who opened up this world. Therefore, the more the immortals practice, the more severe the heavenly punishment will be.

Immortals are the cancer cells of this world, and the laws of heaven are the immune system of this world.

After being silent for a long time, Wuqi wanted to ask something, but Kuangchan no longer gave him a chance to ask questions.

The old voice sounded in Wuqi's sea of ​​consciousness, which made Wuqi's whole body as sore as lightning strike, so that he could not lift his strength.

"You don't need to know too much. According to your current cultivation level, you can't know too much. In short, the blind man fell in love with you first, the hunchman was the second, and I am the third. Your character is quite reasonable and is also a useful person. Therefore, after the three of them negotiated, they will teach you the true body skills of heaven and earth. The remaining path depends on how you choose."

"Continue to cultivate immortality, the true body of heaven and earth is useless to you! Although you can get an immortal, you may be killed at any time."

"If you practice the True Body Art of Heaven and Earth, you may be able to fight against the Golden Immortal in just a few decades. If you can merge with a good beast soul, you can have a long life and freedom for a lifetime. Moreover, the human cultivators are not without a glimmer of hope, hahaha!"

After laughing a few times, Qiongchan smiled and said, "There is no need to talk too much about these things to you now. Please relax. I will not stare at you all the time, just do it with your heart. You are not the first or the last person who has been passed on the True Body Art of Heaven and Earth. You are just one of the candidates we have selected. Your future, life, death, misfortune and blessings are all in your choice!"

Wuqi shook his head repeatedly, and he shouted loudly: "I always have to give me an explanation, why choose me and what to choose me!"

The voice of Qiu Chan gradually dissipated, and his laughter came from afar: "Due to your current strength, do you need so much explanation? In short, if you are chosen, you are chosen, what do you like to do, that is your business! You will never see us again until a certain level!"

In the end, there was only a very thin lingering sound floating in Wuqi's sea of ​​consciousness: "Remember, remember, don't let others know about this. If those immortals know that you have been passed on the True Body of Heaven and Earth, even if you are still a cultivator, you will be wiped out instantly. Remember, haha!"

Wuqi opened his mouth, and a swear word had already reached his mouth, but he could not scold him.

The Miaoying Palace Master was sacrificing magic weapons under the bottomless abyss of Beiming. For the Taiyi Golden Immortal-level existence, the mine where Wuqi is located is right next to her nose, and she will know any move. However, the old man Qiuchan used strange means to inherit the Wuqi Heaven and Earth True Body Art, and even muttered with Wuqi for so long, the Miaoying Palace Master did not react at all, which proved that the old man Qiuchan's cultivation was far superior to the one with the Palace Master Miaoying.

It's very pleasant to curse people, but if the old poor cicada is still nearby and hears himself scolding him, it's not very pleasant.

With a bitter smile, Wuqi sighed to the sky. He once again felt a deep powerlessness. In the eyes of people like Kuangchan, he might be smaller than an ant? With his current strength, he is indeed not qualified to know anything!

But I will not let them masters of great powers take control. No matter what they want to do, Wuqi will break out of their control.

By obtaining the innate two yin yang energy and condensing the innate chaotic spirit body, you can jump out of the rules of heaven and earth, making it difficult for these great masters to grasp their every move. Wuqi gritted his teeth and made up his mind secretly.

You must act quickly and be quicker.

The True Body Art of Heaven and Earth, a good thing! Wuqi vaguely saw the hope of lifting the Xuanyin Soul-Handling ban.

"Thank you for this generous gift. Ordinary immortals who practice the True Body of Heaven and Earth will gradually become mortals because their skills are not right. But me, haha!" Wuqi's eyes shined, and he gritted his teeth and said, "As long as the chaotic spirit body is condensed, the chaotic body can accommodate all things, all the martial arts in the world can be practiced. I practice the Seven Profound Spirit Ascension Art and various magical magical magic internally, and cultivate the True Body of Heaven and Earth externally. I can take advantage of this! "

The shadow of Wuqi stole the sutra method, but he could not obtain the human cultivation technique at that time, because humans were fragile and small at that time, and there was no such technique to be passed on. Today, Qiongchan personally gave Wuqi this true body technique. It was really easy to find it without any effort!

After sneering for a few seconds, Wuqi sat cross-legged on the ground.

Regardless of your winds in the east, west, south, north, and north, I will remain unmoved. No matter what tricks you have, I will just do what I want to do. Even if you have the magical power to create the world, what can you do to me?

With a hint of sneer, Wuqi's mind was immersed in his body, and the rolling demonic energy surrounded him. He acted like he was practicing hard, but his mind was already connected with the demonic puppet clone far away in the Lord of the City Lord's Mansion of Ancheng.

The eyes of the demon god puppet clone sitting upright in the lobby of the city lord's mansion suddenly condensed, and a ray of divine light swept out. He shouted in a deep voice: "Come on, go to the backyard to ask the palace master to come and discuss matters... Hahaha, no matter what the palace master is doing, tell him a great good thing to introduce to him."

The monks who were standing in front of the hall who had been serving in the Great Lotte Palace responded respectfully. A middle-aged man hurriedly stepped on the clouds and headed straight for the backyard. Soon, the pink Buddha light in the backyard gradually dissipated, revealing his upper body and only wearing a thin pair of underwear on his lower body, swaggering out of the back hall.

"Well, is there anything wrong? I'm communicating my happy experience with fellow Daoist Sanhuo. Don't delay my good things!"

A random Buddha light sprinkled out, sealing the void around the lobby, preventing the monks serving outside from eavesdropping on their conversations. Lao Ai pointed at the demon god's puppet clone and sneered: "Your metal clone, why are you asking me for nothing? You..."

The divine light from the eyes of the demon puppet clone was a foot away, and Wuqi's voice came from his body: "King Changxin, it's me!"

Lao Ai was shocked and hurriedly gave up a smile: "It's you, is there anything wrong?"

The demon god puppet smiled faintly and said in a deep voice: "I will introduce you to you a great good thing."
Chapter completed!