Chapter 40 The stone blossoms and the horse grows horns

"alright."

Jinwu flapped his golden wings, interrupted the argument, and said slowly: "I haven't even written a word about the eight characters yet, so why say more. What all uncles said is reasonable, but why don't you understand my nephew's intentions?"

There was some lack of interest in the words: "Since my father died, I have..."

"Prince, stop it." Ji Meng looked unhappy: "The prince is the body of the Golden Crow, the youngest son of the emperor. It is only right to revive the demon clan!"

He added: "Things here are indeed complicated. You shouldn't think too much about it for the time being. It's better to refine the false to the true first and take the first step."

He said to the other demon saints and demon kings: "At least for the time being, we will not be enemies with that kid. But we must make the necessary preparations. This time Wukong can be regarded as a favor for us, and we should wait for it. Knowing this, after leaving this false world, I don’t think we should rely on that kid. After all, we only have the soul left, and we have been seriously injured. To regain the road, we need the reincarnation of the true spirit."

"As Bai Ze said, he will not worry about us. I want the prince and you to reincarnate, and I will only leave my broken soul to protect you. I will only wait for the prince and you to return before I make any further calculations."

At this time, Jin Wu laughed: "Haha, Haotian's nephew has arrived, and he wants to monitor us."

Ji Meng laughed out loud: "Why don't you just ignore it and make a move?"

"It's just that the bones are rusty, so just move them."

Holding a big seal in his hand, Yang Jian and the Emperor of the Five Mountains reached the eye of the East China Sea. Just as he was about to take a look, he saw a sudden tremor on the sea surface, and the waves rose up. The vague wind, water and fire shook the sword on the bottom of the sea. The sword light shot out in all directions, turning the boundless East China Sea into a pot of porridge.

Yang Jian frowned: "I must have known I was coming. These old monsters are really full!"

So he called the Emperor of the Five Mountains and said, "I'm sorry to bother you."

The five emperors of the Five Mountains looked up and said with a smile: "It's just a matter of raising your hand."

Yang Jian then threw out the Great Seal of the Emperor of Heaven, and the five emperors of the Five Sacred Mountains all screamed, each firing a magic power. Yang Jian's three eyes moved and shot out a divine light.

The treasure seal grew in the wind and fell into the sea. It reached the depths of the eye of the sea, which was already a million miles wide, and then crashed on the sword.

Under the eyes of the sea, the world shook slightly, and the Golden Crow sneered: "You even brought Haotian's Great Seal of the Heavenly Emperor, you are really bullying me too much!"

"Overturned him!"

...

Not to mention the storms surging above the East China Sea, but Zhao Yu refined hundreds of great demons and refined tens of thousands of essences.

Naturally, I was overjoyed.

So he went into seclusion, refining his essence without mentioning it.

The original essence refined from the great demon actually became less effective as time went by.

The first drop can open 300 acupoints, but after ten drops, each drop only has 200.

After Zhao Yu opened eighteen thousand acupoints, one drop of essence was only enough to open more than a hundred acupoints. By analogy, the later it gets, the more difficult it will be to open the acupoints.

Fortunately, half of the hundred great demons have crossed the barrier between heaven and man. Tens of thousands of drops of essence are enough.

Every drop of original essence enters the abdomen, crackling all over the body, and many acupoints open in response, and many spiritual beings are born.

The soul gradually grows stronger and fuller, and gradually feels mellow and unobstructed.

Every time three thousand acupoints were opened, Zhao Yu would stop and relax for half a day, and even call the great sage to drink and drink tea with him. Then he went into seclusion and continued refining.

In this way, half a year has passed.

On this day, Zhao Yu walked out of the quiet room, and with every step he took, the space around him collapsed.

The pure power cannot be concealed and is released, like layers of transparent flames!

Dots of light shine through the body, forming a deep universe above the head, making people feel dizzy just by looking at it.

The Great Sage held a wine pot, looked at Zhao Yu lightly, and then nodded: "Yes, it is indeed good. Although your body is only in the realm of heavenly immortals, if a true immortal does not have a treasure or a great supernatural power, it will be broken." I don’t think you have an oily skin. Your cultivation method is really extraordinary. Even at your level, my body is not as good as yours."

"The Great Sage is so complimentary."

Zhao Yu carefully sat down, and the energy that was escaping from his body gradually came under control. He also picked up the wine pot, poured a glass, drank the cup, and then said: "If it weren't for the generosity of the Great Sage, I would have to cultivate to such a state. Wait until the stone blooms and the horse grows horns.”

"Stones bloom, horses grow horns, all they need is to become a spirit and change their ears." The Great Sage didn't take it seriously: "Whatever is yours is yours. Your opportunity has come, it's natural."

Then he said: "Looking at your appearance, I'm afraid it will take you a few days of hard work before you can control it freely. Just go, I'll wait for you."

Zhao Yu hesitated for a moment and said, "Great Sage, does it have to be like this?"

The Great Sage nodded: "That's how it should be. I, the old grandson, keep his word."

Zhao Yu looked at his expression. Although it was indifferent, it revealed an unshakable determination, so he could only sigh: "I have been friends with the Great Sage for half a year. The Great Sage is straightforward, I have regarded him as a friend, and I really don't want to risk my life. "

The Great Sage didn't take it seriously: "You know, when I became brothers with the Six Demons, they fell out every time they fell out with each other. We fought each other and killed each other frequently. You humans are the only ones who are coy and coy. I really don't like it."

Zhao Yu raised his eyebrows: "In that case, haha, the great sage will wait for me for a few days."

Turn around and leave.

Over the past half year, I have been drinking and drinking tea with this demon king, and I have gradually gotten to know him better. Since the demon is a demon, he is not a human being. The perspective of looking at problems and some thinking are very different from others.

Although this great sage was straightforward and straightforward, which suited Zhao Yu's temperament. If he could be friends with him in normal times, that would be what Zhao Yu wishes. But now, the two seem to have some friendship, but in fact, they are still enemies.

Zhao Yu is not a coy character at first. Since the demon king said so, Zhao Yu will not hesitate.

Fight when you hit, kill when you kill, he, Zhao Yu, has been in charge all his life, fighting on the battlefield, and has seen a lot of life and death, so what is there to care about! Although he doesn't want to die, he won't be a coward when the time comes.

...

The quiet room is no longer the same.

When the acupoint was opened, the Qi could not be controlled and overflowed. Under this influence, not only everything in the past was turned into ruins, but now a space different from the outside world was formed in this quiet room!

This is pure power, washing away all the time, creating such a space independent of heaven and earth.

It's not stable, but as long as Zhao Yu is here, this space will always exist. But if Zhao Yu leaves, it can exist for thousands of years before it collapses.

The power of great power is clearly revealed in his words and deeds.

For example, Zhao Yu's current physical state is comparable to that of an immortal. If he punches out, the fist mark will be accompanied by magical laws. If there is no accident, the fist mark will still exist after thousands of years.

If you attain the Golden Immortality, your punch marks will have immortality and will not disappear for tens of millions of years.

For example, some powerful people can build a thatched hut in the mountains without using magic or magical powers. With just words and actions, they can turn that hut into a treasure and turn that mountain into a fairyland.

As the saying goes, mountains are not high, but immortals are famous. It is not the mountain that makes the immortal, but the immortal that changes the mountain.