Halfway through the night, Xiao Meng held the silver necklace in her hand and pouted her lips. Under the reflection of the lamp, her pretty face was dyed very softly.
When she heard the knock on the door, she hurriedly put the necklace into the ring and patted her unnatural cheeks a few times with her hand.
"Grandpa, what are you doing in the middle of the night?" Xiao Meng rolled her eyes at the mysterious old man and reluctantly returned to the wooden chair.
"Xiao Meng, didn't grandpa warn you not to just make weapons in front of outsiders casually? This guy's origins are unknown. If the story is spread by him, we will not have a good life."
The old man sat in front of Xiao Meng and tapped the smooth tabletop with his fingers, looking a little impatient.
"What are you afraid of? I believe he is not a bad person and will not tell my secrets casually."
Thinking of the scene that happened during the day, Xiao Meng laughed softly a few times. But soon, she became inexplicably serious again.
"Grandpa, our family has been guarding the tomb here for generations. It has been countless years. Do you really believe that someone will come and conquer it?"
I don’t know why Xiaomeng suddenly mentioned this matter. The old man trembled subconsciously and said in silence: "Since our ancestor suppressed it here, he naturally has his reasons. Keeping the secret inside is ours."
mission."
Xiaomeng nodded lightly and did not respond directly to the old man, but his expression was extremely strange.
"Grandpa, Yuan Zun gave me a very strange feeling. When he circulated the energy of the stars, the original energy in my body seemed to be sucked away by him, and it seemed to be breaking out of my body.
"
An unconcealed horror flashed in the old man's eyes, and he asked anxiously: "You said this kid can affect the origin in your body?"
Seeing Xiao Meng's brows furrowed, as if he was lying, the old man patted the table with a pair of withered old hands and said: "This kid is indeed a bit weird. I have been attracted to him from the first moment I saw him.
Cheated!"
"Only those with perfect martial arts cultivation of the second level of Tongxing Realm can completely hide the fluctuations of the star energy. Even some martial arts experts cannot do this."
"Xiao Meng, if you have time, pay more attention to this kid." The old man stood up, and before leaving, he turned around and asked, "How are your mental attainments now?"
Xiao Meng opened her mouth angrily and said calmly: "Grandpa, do you still remember how long it took me to refine a storage ring?"
"It only took ten days! The process of refining the weapon can be said to be unprecedented and unprecedented! The leading weapon refining genius is definitely rare in the entire Lingtian Continent."
Speaking of this, Grandpa Xiaomeng's face showed a faint smile, and he was very satisfied with his granddaughter.
If her family mission hadn't restricted her pace and forced her to live in this deep mountain and old forest, Xiaomeng would definitely have become the leading weapon refiner in Lingtian Continent.
"I practiced the first ring in ten days... Grandpa praised me like this." Xiao Meng pursed her lips. Instead of feeling disappointed, she seemed a little relieved and said with a smile: "Yuan Zun only spent one stick of incense.
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"hiss"
The old man stood blankly outside the wooden door. His first reaction when he woke up was to take a breath of cold air.
"One stick of incense time!" He opened his mouth and repeated what Xiao Meng had just said. His heart was extremely confused, and he even had some doubts about the cognitions in his memory.
A warrior who knows nothing about the weapon refining profession can refine the Najie in just one stick of incense? Such an appalling thing can be said to be unheard of!
"Okay, grandpa, it's already getting so late, I want to go to bed first!"
Xiao Meng saw his grandfather standing outside the door as dull as a piece of wood. He couldn't help but change his pretty face, and closed the wooden door tightly with a bang.
"Who is this kid? Leaving aside his astonishing aptitude for refining weapons, his ability to channel the origin of Xiaomeng's body is actually..." The old man shook his head and just took two steps on his old legs.
But he fell into a state of surprise.
"According to the records on the inscription, there are only two situations that can affect the origin of the supreme flame. Either his martial arts cultivation has reached the sky and the earth, and he can easily cover the sky with one hand, or he has practiced Jiuyang.
Secret book!"
The old man licked his dry lips and looked extremely shocked: "But how is this possible? The Secret Book of Nine Suns has disappeared for tens of thousands of years. The supreme law that came into being in response to the heaven and earth, even if it really falls to someone
In the hands of a powerful master, it cannot be learned easily, and besides, Yuan Zun only has a second-grade Dzogchen martial arts cultivation level."
He slowed down step by step, his emotions changing in his heart, and he couldn't help but speculate that there might be something fishy about Yuan Zun.
At the same time, the unsuspecting Yuan Zun was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed tightly, refining the medicinal power accumulated in his body. When he calmed down, the power of the Great Return Pill flowing in his blood surged into the sea of qi with a roar.
, far more active than the medicine accumulated in his body.
"The power of the Great Return Pill is indeed extraordinary, but within a few days, I actually reached the bottleneck of breakthrough!"
Yuan Zun was overjoyed, feeling the sea of qi filling up again, like a sponge that had absorbed enough water. Even if he squeezed it lightly, it would overflow.
"Buzz, buzz"
The mysterious piece of paper floating above the Qi Sea made a buzzing sound. Although the Qi Sea was extremely full, it was like a bottomless pit, constantly absorbing the power of the Great Return Pill.
"Let's go all out!" This thought flashed through his mind, and Yuan Zun clasped his hands together, trying to prepare for the final impact.
There were strange fluctuations in the air, which made him frown at this moment.
"Twenty people are in the second level of Dzogchen, eleven are in the third level of Small Perfection, one is in the fourth level of Dzogchen, and one is in the fifth level of Dzogchen!"
Feeling several fluctuations, Yuan Zun was shocked. The location of these dozen people happened to be outside the mountainous courtyard where he was!
Not long after, noisy sounds came from the outer door, giving him a depressing feeling that a storm was coming.
"Miss Xiaomeng, I know that kid is hiding inside. If you don't hand him over today, I, Han Jin, will never give up."
The man who calls himself Han Jin is about 20 years old, tall and tall, with obvious beards on both sides of his face. He is a genuine fourth-grade Dzogchen warrior!
Behind him, there followed a young woman wearing a tight-fitting skirt like Feng Wu Jiutian. The fiery red skirt could not hide her looming exquisite curves. Looking at it, she formed a sharp contrast with the dozens of rough-faced men beside her.
This woman had her back to the wooden door and her eyes were looking towards the dark sky. Her long, silky hair fell down from her shoulders at this moment. She looked content and seemed to be waiting for something.
"Han Jin, you city guards are going too far! This is not a city. What right do you have to ask me to hand over someone?"