The Beginning of Panlong: Three Realms in Vertical and Horizontal

Li Ming could feel that in the lifetime of Zhulong, he had reached the peak of the third state of mental strength, and now that the bottleneck had been loosened, if he raised it by half a step, it might be the fourth level of true mental strength.

Suddenly, Li Ming frowned, opened his heavenly eyes, and a strong spirit of merit came into view.

"Old ancestor. Mother Rong, who is waiting next to the empress, has arrived."

Li Ming glanced, indeed, the richness quickly turned into a golden light of merit.

Unexpectedly, the rumours of the people in the palace were extremely harsh and could be called a staid mother.Actually possess such merit.

Li Ming's heart moved directly into this mother's soul.

"interesting!"

Li Ming walks the world, the method of the second soul to comprehend mental power, but it is easy to manipulate memory.

All the memories of Mother Rong could be seen in front of Li Ming.

When a girl entered the palace, her appearance was generally not appreciated by the emperor, and she became a maid next to the queen for more than ten years.

As a mother, she abides by the rules and duties of the palace and does her best to do things for the queen.

Although they were harsh on the little eunuchs of the palace ladies, it also avoided them from breaking the strict rules in the palace.

Usually treat those cats and dogs in the imperial garden of the palace.

More than ten years ago, two young girls came in outside the palace, but they claimed to be the illegitimate daughters of the current emperor. They seduce the ministers outside the palace by virtue of their beauty. This behavior could not be seen by the mother, but it would not hinder anything.

But soon, the empress and the two princesses fought, and Mother Rong, as the pawn of the empress, naturally made some trouble for the two princesses.

However, he did not dare to execute the two princesses.After all, she was just an old palace lady whose good fortune stepped into her innate.

However, Gong Dou eventually involved her and eventually became an abandoned child.

She is not as good and pure as Lin Daoshi, but she always has a pure heart.

"It's kind of interesting, to be able to retain a part of the original intention in the fierce palace battle, and even have merit in the body-instead, it is the princess who fought fiercely with the little queen..." Li Ming looked at another palace. "It's really strange. Two mortals didn't even step on the road of cultivation. The acquired martial artist is not counted as a warrior, and their sins are covered in black smoke."

"It's really true that no Yuanshen Taoist has been born in this small world, there is no spiritual knowledge, and it is impossible to see the merits and sins, and even for the Vientiane real people, the merits and sins do not have much meaning. So these ordinary people in power, really I dare to do everything."

Li Ming swept away, and he could easily see what these two princesses had done. It was a serious sin.

Suddenly, Li Ming had the idea of ​​accepting disciples.

"Not bad!" Li Ming looked at the grandmother's face: "It's okay to go out of the palace, there is no such mess in the palace outside the palace, and I also want to be quiet. The little girl is less than forty, and it is not considered that she can be born. It's easy. If you go out of the palace and practice hard, you may hope to be in the Purple Mansion."

"Old ancestor?!" The little eunuch's eyes widened, and he had naturally become a human being when he was a servant in the palace. He could hear the meaning of this'old ancestor''s words very clearly.

"What are you still doing, apprentice~" Li Ming grinned, waved his hand, and threw out a practice book, and the little eunuch on the side looked at it with eyesight.

Who does not know the generosity of the ancestors.

"You kid, you can also take a look at this technique... But don't pass it outside."

A method that Li Ming throws casually is also a bit higher than the top practice method in the Eight Dragons Small World.

"Old ancestor?" The mother was shocked, and she couldn't think that her losing mother would actually make the'old ancestor' in the palace more blue.

"Don't call me the ancestor, call me Master." Li Ming smiled gently, "You can keep a part of the original intention in the palace, and it is very good. This is enough for me to accept you as a disciple." But, this The little eunuch beside the voice did not hear it at all

"Master." Mother said obediently.

"My boy, you practice hard after you leave the palace, but you don't have to worry about things in the palace anymore."

"But, Empress Empress."

"Don't worry, good and evil are always rewarded, but you don't have to deal with all mundane things." Li Ming smiled slightly, and after spending almost fifty years in the palace, he should leave after accepting a disciple that fits his mind.

Before leaving, it makes sense to clean up some heads and tails.

Chapter 25 Mortal Dust

Boom boom boom~"

A two-headed gray wolf of a hundred meters long walks on the endless field.

Behind it is a small town completely turned into ruins.

"Huh~" Three purple mansion monks with flying swords flew from the sky.

"Huh~" The double-headed gray wolf found these three streams of light, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, his body twisted and turned into a small beast of only three feet, and it rushed directly into the ground.

The three cultivators in the Purple Mansion flew to the place where the gray wolf disappeared, and saw the torn apart cave with an ugly expression.

They heard that a wolf demon in the Zifu realm was attacking a mortal, and they joined forces to kill here, but they found that the wolf demon had dug into the crypt and fled.

Just as these three Purple Mansion monks were surrounding the cave that was less than a foot away, they were about to hunt down.

Abruptly, the ground cracked, and two wolf heads emerged from the ground.

"What!?" The expressions of the three cultivators in the Purple Mansion changed drastically, and they could sense the astonishing aura of that wolf demon.

That majestic power is at least the old demon in Vientiane!

Just as these three purple mansion monks were preparing to fight to the death, a starlight fell.

The two-headed wolverine expression still remained on the face, but it disappeared directly into powder.

The three Zifu monks looked at each other.

In the middle of the sky, Li Ming was surrounded by stars, and a trace of pity flashed in his eyes.

The war between the Immortal Palace of Winter and the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons finally broke out.

Although his deity was in the hinterland of the winter travel world, and the second soul returned to the small world of Lei Yuan early, the influence of the war was inevitably spread.

Although he did not really join the war, Li Ming also heard of the specific situation.

At the very beginning of the war, it was only that the teams of Heavenly Immortal and Sanxian from both sides infiltrated the East and West Seas, and began to slaughter each other's strong.

Soon, hundreds of small and medium sects were destroyed on the side of the Winter Youxian Palace, and the side of the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom, due to the concentration of power, lost very little.

Under this circumstance, a large number of monks fled to the hinterland of Dongtu, and at the same time they lacked monks to sit in, and the monster races in Dongtu frequently made chaos.

And the most bitter is naturally the mortals at the lowest level. Even if the cultivator is the cultivator of the Purple Mansion, it is not difficult to fly the flying sword to the hinterland of the East.

But mundane, even if you ride an acquired beast, you can't run much distance in a day.

What's more, the cultivator of the Purple Mansion can easily survive alone.