I was angry and said, "That’s all! Look at you now so down and out that you don’t care about your promise! " Say that finish hand a clear light has been submerged in BiPan forehead BiPan brain a confused for about a moment before waking up to find something more in the brain smile happily nodded "thank you, I know you saints are still full of human kindness!"
"Xiaomeng!" HarmonyOS saint raised his eyebrows and his face was wonderful, but Bi Pan would definitely not see it.
Shook his head. "Come on, what do you care about with this child! After her rebirth, according to her age, it’s just a child’s mind. Don’t care about him! " Comfort yourself. Take out all the things sent by the six saints.
First, two western leaders, lotus leaves and bodhi branches, then three tiny blue jade butterflies sent by Pangu Sanqing, and then five-color scales sent by Nu Wa, took these things out and punched them in his chest. A huge chaotic heart rushed out of the whole Tianyuan Temple, waving Pangu’s heart with both hands and unnatural blood color. A heart that was several times smaller was separated.
Meng is a little pale. Take back Pangu’s heart and put the separated little heart behind the five-color scales! ~！
Chapter one hundred and ninety-six? Pangu ()
"Two Western leaders, one tenth saint, one tenth sage, one tenth elder sister, five-color scale source, three clear and three points, and the brand of Pangu Yuan God is enough!" Make a careful inventory of what is in front of you
"By the way, there’s still something missing." When he said this, he threw out a piece of jade butterfly from his sleeve.
Eyes off flash across the Mongolian way "well, everything is here! Well, hundreds of millions of years ago, Pangu, the god of creation "
With the slight vibration of the Jade Butterfly in Mongolia’s words, two Mongolia people dragged their way out of Guanghua with one hand and surrounded the whole Penglai Island.
This is a huge project, and it is not right to say that it is necessary to forge a congenital sage Taoist body with one saint and seven saints, because it is necessary to forge a congenital sage Yuan Shen to install Pangu’s true spirit in Pangu’s true spirit and create jade butterflies in the hands of natural stone.
Meng calmed down with a slight flick of one hand, and two western hierarch sent lotus leaves and branches to change.
Seeing that the lotus leaves are shining all over Penglai Island, it’s no wonder that we have to block the whole Penglai first, otherwise such a big movement will definitely disturb the whole universe. But this lotus leaf is, after all, an extraordinary source of Taoist priests and saints, and it has done its best to show signs of melting except for shining.
Blindfold eyes some anger low way "what joke connection lead is not my opponent, you this little lotus leaf also dare to me! I won’t refine you today, I’m a false saint "(I never fight back because of the fight).
When you pick up the seal with your hands, you need to know that the holy heart moves. If you want to plant an avatar’s mind and move it, you can pinch it with your hands. Today, I actually pick up the dharma in person, which shows its importance.
The faint clear air reverberates in Tianyuan Temple, squeezing the lotus, but no matter how much pressure is exerted, the lotus will remain unchanged, but it will remain unchanged.
Photo! A cyan symbol is printed on the lotus leaf Meng, who took the jade butterfly for so many years. If you don’t realize anything, you don’t believe it. This hand is clear and clear, and the seal of heaven is his achievement. Before the lich argued for the green hill, he used this seal to refine the heavenly sword. Now you need to print and refine the source of saints here!
Seeing that I am waving my hand, the light is clear, and the chaos is looming. The total operator is wandering back and forth, and the hand is like a natural hand. If anyone can witness this scene, the future achievements will be limitless, but it is a pity that others can witness it.
With the increasing magical power, the whole lotus leaf has finally changed. Click and break from it. I am glad to increase my efforts to split the lotus leaf into several parts, and the chaotic flame can’t rush out and burn.
This lotus leaf is really good. Even though it has been split into several parts, it is now burned by chaotic real fire, but each part emits tiny golden light to protect itself, such as burning, without melting a trace.
"Give me a quiet fire in heaven!" Be drunk and completely angered by this small lotus leaf, wave your fingers and even play ten small flames and rush out of the lotus leaf and refine it.
This static fire of heaven is a saint’s fire, and its power is poor. At that time, Yuan Hong’s great power was lost in Qingqiu. Finally, he was surrounded by six real people, Jia Fuxi and Dong Huang Taiyi, who were surrounded by a large array of stars on Sunday. He was still scared off by throwing a fake static fire of heaven at random, but what he did today was the real power of the real goods.
As soon as the static fire came out, the lotus leaves finally changed, and an unknown golden liquid floated, and Meng Daxi made more efforts.
It took ten years for the sage to refine this lotus leaf with the concept of heaven and quiet fire.
See covered with a pool of golden liquid in front of Meng Meng took out a clear glass bottle and put it into the low road. "This is really not a dry work. It is worthy of being a saint source. It took ten years to refine and complete it. If it weren’t for the lead, it would connect itself and cut it off, so that its method would be attached to heaven. I’m afraid it would take hundreds of millions of years to refine it."
Anyway, it’s a good dream. Cheer up and continue refining the rest!
Grabbed the bodhi branch and saw it as if it were an ordinary bodhi tree, but I knew that it was more difficult to fix the lotus flower than just now, and it needed refining, but this bodhi tree was notoriously tough, and even worse, it was a quasi-saint. The hardness of the seven treasures wonderful tree was absolutely not as good as it could be.
Backhand pulls out the sword of the heavenly sword and clicks it. A bodhi wood is cut into the Tianyuan Temple, and a big hole is smashed in the hard Tianyuan Temple, which shows the strength of this sword.
Hand a recruit to pick up the branches of the bodhi tree and put them in front of you. Keep looking at it. There is not even a white seal. There is a knot in the air. With one finger, it is smashed out of a huge hole and restored to its original shape. Bow your head and calculate!
Hand unconsciously has once again picked up a seal on the Bodhi branches, behind which there was a faint brilliance flashing towards the bending, and slammed the seal on the Heaven.
Meng was furious. "You forced me!" After striding out, he is not ashamed to go directly to Milo Tianyuan Tianzun Dojo and borrow Pangu Zan. It’s good. If you are not hard, you won’t believe that you can resist Pangu Zan’s chaos and shock wave. That’s a thing that can create the world.
Go to the door, stop and think twice, and then sit back on your cloud bed. "Come on, Yuan, that guy’s personality, I have to be laughed to death by him, or think again. That idiot’s wonderful tree is not so good. How can it be so tough to change it to another source?" That’s the sage source. If it can be refined casually, it needs to be sanctified, but these sources are separated by their masters and heaven can only be refined.
"How could I forget this thing!" Meng suddenly remembered something, a dusty autumn gas rushed out of the whole hall with a wave of his sleeve.
This thing was extracted from it when the heavenly sword was being refined and refined. Because it was too vicious, it was pulled out and replaced by Aoki Aoki, but I don’t want to be right today!
Hand-held to guide the whole ShaQi was pulled into a trace, and it was cut to the bodhi wood, and then ten groups of heaven and static fire were used to assist, so it was ten years before the bodhi wood was turned.
Twenty years is fleeting. In the eyes of saints, it’s just a matter of opening one’s eyes and closing one’s eyes. Once again, Meng took out a wooden basin to support the source of these refining branches and reached out to Nuwa’s five-color scales.
Hold the scales in your hand, flick your hand and make a crisp sound. Cover your hand and suddenly apply a punch. It hits the scales, and the whole scales can’t stop shaking. Monnet will hold the whole scales in his hand for the slightest change.
"How hard are these saints?" Be dissatisfied and whisper with one hand and one move and cut the congenital HarmonyOS ShaQi out toward the scales.
The metallic Mars jumps around, but it doesn’t mean that the scales are cut off. It is also called to burn by the static fire of Heaven, and at the same time, the hands are clear and the seal of Heaven is printed continuously. Even a true saint will vomit blood in such a blow. What’s worse, it is only the saint who is taken out of the source.
It’s a long breath to finally make this scale refining period and the rest of the past ten years much easier!
Sanqing yuanshen branded it, and it’s good to say that it doesn’t refine.
Waving your hand, you will take out the five-color scales of refining Nuwa, and transform all kinds of bones into a child’s skeleton shape with the change of hand magic power.
Meng is a light drink and a finger to separate himself into ten points. Pan Gu’s heart is in his hand and falls on the chest and heart of this bone.
The hand kept taking out the refining branches and connecting them into ribs, and the little Pangu heart spread all over the bone.
Three small jade butterflies sent by three times of chopping were chopped into three clear air masses. It was a great avatar who integrated them into a ball and put them into the whole bone brain, and at the same time put the jade butterfly into it.
Finally, the lotus leaf source was taken out and refined to cover its body, and the golden light flashed into the skin. Suddenly, a tiny newborn child was formed, and the colorful brilliance rushed from its body to shine on the whole Penglai, and even the saint closed his eyes slightly.
Guanghua doesn’t know how long it took to rush up and finally dim and blink. At present, the newborn baby has fallen asleep.
Meng hugged him and said, "From today on, your name is Meng Pan!" After that, he put the child on the cloud bed and went to the back hall to close himself. Over the past 30 years, refining has benefited him a lot, and it is also a big loss. Don’t say that the ten-tenths of Pangu’s heart makes his flesh ache. He needs to close it quickly. I’m afraid that other saints have been closed for 30 years, but he is not worried at all about this newly "born" little mask.
The rest of the saints’ abode of fairies and immortals are closing their doors, and at the same time, they have lost their special sense of their own source. The corners of their mouths show a little smile. "Very good, soon, you need to wait quietly for some time to know whether the result is success or failure!" ! ~！
Chapter one hundred and ninety-seven It’s time to establish san huang! But where is Fuxi?
Heaven and earth are still calm, and Penglai Island’s additional mask has not made any impact. Terran is still developing at an alarming rate, and heaven still can’t find the 365-way God. Everything seems to have been like this since the Lich War!
"It’s time to set up san huang!" Thirty-three days in the outdoor palace, the last pill of the veteran was put into a gourd and closed for several years!
Jinggong is located in the chaos of the Luo Tian, and the whole Luo Tian has a Xuandu division except him, but now it is closing a cold and lonely feeling, echoing the big Luo Tian, faintly seeing the chaos rolling out of the sky, which is a bit dazzling.
Lao Jing stood for a moment and went back to the palace to pick up his flat crutch, which was hung with Tai Chi figure and then hung with gourd, so he slowly wandered towards the boundary.
"I’ll go to Penglai Island in the middle of nowhere. After you close out, you’ll take care of Luo Tian. Don’t go out and return to the straight division."
Master Xuandu, who was closing the Xuandu Cave, was awakened by the old voice and said, "Get the decree!" Then he closed his eyes again and realized heaven.
The sage can’t move beyond the three realms, but today he walks very slowly and walks in chaos. Among them, the roar is always the water, wind and fire, and the five colors of light are released by his flat-legged Taiji diagram, which have subsided one after another.
The old man grabbed the flat-handed right index finger and couldn’t stop tapping. With each tapping, there was a slight change in the chaos, but it was calmed down one after another. Seeing that the old man slowly wandered out of the chaos for thirty-three days, he was not in a hurry to go to Penglai Island for a sightseeing posture. When he saw the mountains and beautiful waters in the wilderness, he stopped for a while and saw that the man sometimes went to dig a few herbs and put them in the gourd for moderate temperature.
After these years of quiet development, the wild has recovered some vitality, and I have seen many rare animals along the way, which is quite aura.
"Yi Terran? Have you actually developed this? " After playing in the middle reaches of the wild for a few days, I was surprised to see a big tribe in front of me.
It needs to be known that the universe has been re-refined by these saints, although it has one-third of the original, but even so, its scope is still calculated by law, and it is close to the middle of the universe, and the Terran was almost extinct before the First World War, but it was just a couple of the East.
"Terran Daxing is not far off the mark." The old man looked at the tribe from a distance and turned away from it.
"Huh?" The old man was about to leave when he glanced at the tribe and stopped.
"There was? And is there such a big demon in this kind of quasi-hierarch-level wilderness? " Always stop his footsteps and count on fingers.
"It turns out that there are still these methods. In this case, you need to go once before you go to Penglai!" When they were talking, they rushed out of a green smoke in a Lingshan in the distance, and instantly conjured up a huge bull’s head, which enveloped the whole tribe and rolled up three of them.
"Where is the Uber going to let you escape? You can’t escape this time!" Three golden lights rushed up from the tribe and intercepted the green wind to meet them.
