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In the end, Mu Changsheng could only give up, who told him to say so much just now, and he didn't learn to die, thinking of this, Mu Changsheng couldn't wait to pump his two big mouths, and he was not cheap after seeing it!

Saying that, the primordial spirit of Mu Changsheng sat down cross-legged, continued to lead his body and began to absorb the aura of heaven and earth and began to cultivate, and he did not mention the matter of breaking up with Zhong Ling again.

Because he suddenly remembered that this Donghuang Bell was not only a treasure unparalleled in the world, but also that it would have so many magical powers, this was simply a golden treasure house.

So I can't let it go like this, I must get something good out of it, and it still owes itself a promise, as well as a promise to get a few magic weapons for itself.

If it really left in a fit of anger, then its own loss would be too great, well, let's not do such a loss, Mu Changsheng said secretly in his heart.

Eastern Emperor Zhong Zhongling looked at Mu Changsheng, who was quietly running to cultivate, and frowned in distress.

If you want to cultivate when you didn't have cultivated the Yuan Shen, you had to find a quiet place to calm down, and then concentrate all your energy on cultivation.

Now that he has refined the Yuan Shen, he can use the Yuan Shen to control his body to cultivate mana anytime, anywhere, at any moment, and make his mana deeper.

It's no wonder that countless cultivators dream of cultivating this infinitely useful primordial god, and this is just one of the many benefits of cultivating the primordial god!

But after the cultivation of the Pastor Changsheng Yuan Shen, Zhong Ling was depressed, and the soul of the Pastor Changsheng still came in from time to time to chat with it.

It's good now, I've become a cultivator, I only know how to cultivate a day, and occasionally I open my mouth to practice the supernatural powers that I want to cultivate,, is it really my Donghuang Zhong Master who specially sent you supernatural powers?

Not to mention the belly of the Eastern Emperor Bell, at this time, outside in the anticipation of Mu Changsheng's hope for the stars and the moon, Yuan Hong's drunken figure finally shook three times and shook back.

"Uncle, huh...... What did Lord Yuan Hong say?" asked in a humble heart before rushing to the door, and it was a little unnatural when he said Yuan Hong's name.

After all, he had scolded Yuan Hong in front of the old man in front of him just now, you must know that this old man is Yuan Hong's person, and I don't know if he betrayed himself and sued himself in front of Yuan Hong, Mu Changsheng was very worried in his heart.

Yuan Hong didn't speak, but took the wine gourd and raised his head to take a sip, and then slowly came to the chair in the hall and sat down, and Mu Changsheng hurriedly followed.

Seeing Mu Changsheng's nervous eyes and weak questioning, Yuan Hong laughed in his heart, it turned out that this bastard boy also had nervous times!

However, his face was silent, he glanced at Mu Changsheng, and then took out a book with a blue cover from his bosom and handed it to him: "Ah, this is what my master asked me to bring to you. ”

"A book?" Mu Changsheng was a little puzzled, what did Yuan Hong do with a book for himself, did he still want to memorize some teacher regulations before he started to study?

"What nonsense are you. Yuan Hong blew his beard angrily and glared: "Don't you know if you take it over and see it yourself?"

"Oh. Mu Changsheng sighed, quickly took it and looked at the cover, and then his face was shocked, he looked at Yuan Hong, and exclaimed: "Eight or nine Xuangong?"

This is a book of ancient style that is common on TV, about the thickness of a person's little finger, and I saw that the dark blue cover was written with the words "Eight or Nine Xuangong".

Yuan Hong saw Mu Changsheng's excited reaction, and quickly glanced at it, thinking that he had become too anxious just now and had changed the wrong words!

Look at it, it's not wrong, what is this kid screaming blindly, and the reaction is so fierce that he startled himself.

Glaring at Mu Changsheng with dissatisfaction, Yuan Hong poked the four words of Eight or Nine Xuangong on the cover of the book in Mu Changsheng's hand with his fingers, and said, "Don't you know how to read it yourself?"

The shepherd said: "It's indeed eight or nine Xuangong, it's just uncle, what did Lord Yuan Hong give me this book for, do you want me to practice with the book?"

Yuan Hong said: "My master only wants to drink alone, and he doesn't like to be disturbed, so he gave me a book of heaven that records eight or nine Xuangong, so that you can study it alone and practice diligently." ”

"What!"

The pastor was taken aback and said anxiously, "Isn't he going to explain it to me himself?"

In the past, I have seen many protagonists on TV who practice peerless martial arts with martial arts cheats, but after all, that is only a plot on TV, and those protagonists also have a martial arts foundation.

But I'm different from those protagonists.,I've never practiced any magic powers.,There's no experience base.,This first practice is practiced by yourself.,It's good to say if it's correct.,But if it's wrong.,Then it's estimated that the problem will be serious.。

To put it bluntly, Mu Changsheng didn't dare to take risks, since he was twice by the Eastern Emperor Zhong Zhongling, and both were only one step away from death, he was a little afraid of death.

Yuan Hong asked, "The first time you practiced this?"

Mu Changsheng smiled bitterly and nodded: "Uncle, I have only been a genius for two or three days, and I can't do any other spells except for practicing driving clouds!"

"That's a bit of a problem!"

After hearing Yuan Hong sigh, he said to himself: "I was going to throw him the book of heaven with Xuangong recorded in it, and I could ignore him, so I let him practice alone, how do I know that I met such a fool who doesn't understand anything, Gao Ming Gao Jue, I really owe you, you found me this trouble!"

"Uncle, what are you talking about?" Mu Changsheng leaned his head over and asked curiously, but Yuan Hong, who was talking to himself, was startled.

"Oh, oh, it's nothing," Yuan Hong waved his hand, and then pretended to sigh: "I said that this matter is a little difficult to do." ”

"Not really!"

Mu Changsheng said with a grumbling face, and then his eyes suddenly lit up, and he shifted his gaze to Yuan Hong, seeing that Yuan Hong was a little frightened.

"Uncle, can you do me a favor?" Mu Changsheng smiled and leaned towards Yuan Hong.

"No, it's not good!" Yuan Hong hurriedly flashed and waved his hand, as if Mu Changsheng was a hot potato: "Don't beg me, I'm just sweeping the floor in this house, and I won't be able to help you!"

"Uncle!"

Mu Changsheng chased Yuan Hong for a while, and found that he couldn't catch up no matter what, so he realized that this Yuan Hong was a hidden master, at least higher than him.

So he stopped and begged: "Uncle, I know you in this mansion, you can't ignore me, if you don't even care about me, then my practice has gone wrong, I must call my eldest brother to record this account on your head." ”

"This ......"

Yuan Hong looked embarrassed, originally he conjured up the Book of Heaven in order to save some trouble, but he didn't expect that in the end, it would still be troublesome to himself, and it seemed that he couldn't hide from it no matter what.