In the main hall, Wei He stood up, stretched out his hand as if to grab something, and held it lightly.
However, it was supposed to gather the mist and absorb the transformation tissue into the back of the hand.
At this time, nothing happened.
There is no mist, only pure air
Wei He sighed softly. After half of his body was completely flesh and blood, he was already quite close to the level of a master in terms of realm.
It's a pityit still hasn't been fully completed.
But another good thing is that his own true blood is quite powerful.
Twenty-one years ago, Wei He had naturally grown to the physical fitness of a master. Strength and speed are fully improved. The three bloodlines once again provided him with three chances to strengthen.
He chose to defend all of them. Only in this way can the greatest power of the secret technique of rank five dragon's breath be brought into full play.
Up to now, his physical strength, whether it is speed, strength, or other qualities, has reached the level of a real true blood master.
But this is the end.
The limit of natural growth of true blood is here.
Next, Wei He needs to work hard on his own realm.
Slowly walking out of the hall, Wei He looked up at the bright blue sky and white clouds.
The soft sunlight divided the courtyard of the Taoist temple into two, and fine sycamore hairs flew down.
A few white-headed and brown-tailed tits were bouncing up and down on the fence, making crisp calls.
Wei He took out the token that Bai Ling gave him back then, and gently dispersed the seal on it.
Immediately, a white light flashed on the surface of the token, and then a crack opened slightly.
Wei He didn't move, just stood there and waited slowly.
About ten minutes later.
Suddenly looking outside, there was a steady knock on the door.
Boom boom boom.
"Enter." Wei He put away the token and looked up at the gate of the courtyard.
The door was unlocked, and with a quick click, it was pushed open from the outside.
A tall man in white with a stern face walked slowly through the door.
When the man raised his head, he revealed the face of the white antelope demon king that Wei He had seen in Linzhou a hundred years ago.
The distance between the two was several meters, and the white antelope stood still.
His face showed deep fatigue, doubts, unwillingness, and other complicated emotions.
It seems that he has suffered a lot over the years. There are also some faint wrinkles on the face.
"The demon king will also be the youngest?" Wei He said softly.
"Of course, but I was caused by other reasons." Bai Ling explained briefly.
He looked up at Wei He fixedly.
"Can we sit down and talk?"
"Of course." Wei He nodded.
After a while.
Inside the Taoist temple, a man and a demon sit facing each other, and a pot of ginger tea boiled in a stoneware pot is placed on the stone table in the middle.
The white antelope sat on the seat, watching the lingering steam of tea.
"I thought it would be a few years before you appeared. So I went to the imperial tomb before."
"Tell me, what's the matter?" Wei He glanced at him.
"The mist has disappeared. You should feel it too, right?" Bai Ling said in a deep voice.
"What does this have to do with me?" Wei He looked calm.
"I'm here to ask you if you can make the rest of the energy into virtual mist. Can you make such a transformation organization?" Bai Ling's eyes were bright at this time, staring at Wei He seriously.
"No way." Wei Hefei didn't try.
? Solar radiation, wind energy, some chemical energy, etc., cannot transform virtual fog.
Nor can it be transformed into true qi.
The only thing he can move freely now is half of his body in the martial art of flesh and blood.
The remaining half of the body is the original body that has entered the level of the true blood master.
Wei He used flesh and blood martial arts to replace his body step by step. These were all done after the flesh and blood cells were strengthened to the corresponding strength.
Using real strength and real blood, Wei He can easily combine spiritual power, and sort out all the techniques at the true level of flesh and blood martial arts.
Now half of his fleshy body is no worse than the original body.
Except for the inability to use some of the original natural abilities of the true blood, the rest is no different from before.
Even because of the special evolution of flesh and blood martial arts, Wei He's ability to adapt to the surroundings is now even stronger. Don't worry about not replenishing after consumption.
&nThe child can hear the degree.
A stereo in the corner plays soft rhythmic music.
"Come with me. Good posture." The woman began to move slowly from side to side.
All the children also started to pose in the same way. Some are crooked, but it can be seen that all the children are very serious.
Ouch.
Suddenly a young child couldn't hold on and fell on his butt.
The woman turned around, went to help him up, comforted him, and helped him to get into a good posture.
The woman's name is Ding Luoying, and she is one of the two best gold medal teachers in this training center.
She was originally born in a secluded small mountain village, and she practiced martial arts since she was a child. Later, with the rapid development of science and technology outside, many young people in the village could not resist the temptation and went out to study and make a living.
She also came out together.
? After successfully completing the dance department of the university, relying on my martial arts foundation, I became a dance teacher near my hometown.
It's just that on the surface, although she is a dance teacher, in fact, she has never forgotten what her grandfather taught her back then.
Since she has learned the martial arts of Xuanmiaozong, she is a disciple of Xuanmiaozong. In the future, we must remember our identity and not forget our roots.
Every once in a while, she will also work with another best friend to reorganize many documents left by her grandfather.
"She is the most popular Coach Ding in our center."
At this time, outside the dance classroom.
"Coach Ding?" Standing outside the transparent wall of the classroom, the staff of the training center, accompanied by a tall and strong man in black short-sleeved gray trousers, looked in.
The man has an ordinary face, his hair is a little long, tied in a bunch and hangs behind him, and his eyes are a bit vicissitudes.
Obviously he looks only in his twenties on the outside, but the look in his eyes seems to be very old.
This person is Wei He who just came down from the Taoist temple.
He followed his original memory and first found the hidden place of Xuanmiaozong. As a result, it has become a sparsely populated small village, and no old people I knew before were found in it.
After inquiring, there are only two inheritance genealogies of the Xuanmiao Sect, which are enshrined in the ancestral hall in the village.
However, in the generation of Liu Chengxi, his adopted son and others, something seemed to have happened in the middle, and he died of illness very early.
The remaining people of the huge Xuanmiao Sect gradually became less and less scattered over time.
Until now, the genealogy is still there, but the people are no longer known.
Wei He went to the ancestral hall, quietly looked through the genealogy, and asked around, and finally found the whereabouts of Liu Chengxi's adopted son Liu Ning'an and his granddaughter Ding Luoying.
This is the closest and easiest direct descendant to find.
Then, he searched all the way.
Unexpectedly, a member of the Xuanmiao sect who used to practice martial arts turned into a dance teacher teaching children how to dance
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