The Mightiest Little Peasant

"Light up again?"

Standing in front of the first fairy emperor lamp, Tang Hao didn't have time to see it, and saw another one lit up next to it.

"This is too warm!"

Tang Hao scratched his head and was a little embarrassed.

It's so warm!

Along the way, all the real fairies were competing to turn on the lights and were very enthusiastic.

Tang Hao didn't know why. He was so popular. He heard that the most powerful guy in the past was the preface of the Tang tribe, which was a thousand lights. Now he doesn't know how many lights he has lit.

"This is... Emperor Tianxian?"

A few steps forward, walking to the second fairy emperor lamp, Tang Hao fixed his eyes, and his heart was shocked.

Heavenly Immortal Emperor!

He is familiar with this name.

It was the true fairy of Shangyang who told him that the ancient cattle man who cultivated my way!

Finally found!

Tang Hao was overjoyed.

This is the most powerful man who cultivated the original Tao in the ancient times. With this heritage, he can continue to practice the original Tao.

"Is it because of this?"

Tang Hao was a little surprised.

The reason why this fairy lamp is anxiously lit is probably because of the self in him.

"Thank you senior!"

Tang Hao first worshipped, and then looked towards the divine light.

This is almost half an hour.

All the skills and experiences of an immortal emperor are all in it. The vastness and breadth make him amazed.

One of the exercises, called "Ben Ming Jing", was created by this Emperor Destroyer, and it is written about the cultivation method of the original self.

The original self is the most special and most dangerous one among the many roads. Cultivating this way has almost ten deaths and no life. Many have not even reached the holy realm. Too.

Since then, every trip has become more dangerous.

Had it not been for Tang Hao to seal the identity of himself early and press it into the immortal mansion, completely isolating the atmosphere from heaven and earth, he would have been bombed to death by the World Extinguishing Thunder.

But now, with the skill of destroying Tianxian Emperor, he has the opportunity to continue to practice.

"It really is a cow!"

After reading it, Tang Hao couldn't help but sigh.

The method he chose was to isolate himself from the world and lie to the world. In fact, it was a bit of a counsel, and he dared not continue to repair it, but this one was different, and he was tough.

This man has created a kind of exercise method, which can allow me to continue to cultivate myself, and then directly resist the World Extinction.

Moreover, it turned out to be a success, and really resisted the World Extinguishing Thunder, and I became a good person!

In Tang Hao's view, this is really crazy!

"Senior is really a man of God!"

Tang Hao sighed heavily and bowed toward the street lamp again to show his admiration.

After reading all the exercises, Tang Hao walked back to the first one. This fairy emperor titled the ancient wasteland, which made Tang Hao think of the ancient wasteland among the eight wastelands below.

It took Tang Hao half an hour to read all his exercises one by one.

Going forward, there are a few more. Tang Hao looked at them one by one, and there was also an immortal emperor, the title of Nine Phoenix, and two gods, one with the beginning of the Tai character, named Tai Yin, and the beginning of the emperor character, named Emperor Spirit.

These two should be the so-called great god level.

Tang Hao also looked.

In fact, many divine exercises are common to Immortal Dao. Like the ancient god Taixu and others, what is left is not the inheritance of Immortal Dao!

"Gone!"

This is already the top of Shenshan, and there is no more lantern.

Tang Haoli stood on the top of the mountain, overlooking the countless lights.

This chandelier represents the most outstanding people in the era of floods. They claim to live together with heaven and earth, immortality, but in the end, they still fell and died.

After standing for a long time, Tang Hao shook his head and pulled his mind back.

Along the way, he has seen too many methods of spiritual cultivation, some are overbearing, some are blazing new trails, and they are very strange. For a while, he didn't know which one to practice.

"Since I don't know which one to repair, why not...Is it all necessary?"

Sitting on the top of the mountain, Tang Hao pondered for a while, and suddenly his heart moved.

Who says that the true spirit can only cultivate one kind?

Are there three or five of those exercises?

Since he wants to cultivate, of course he has to do more. Where are the five kinds enough, he has to do more...

Of course, it is extremely difficult to cultivate so many kinds of true spirits, but he is not afraid. He can cultivate even the perverted exercises of Chaos Sutra, and he still has nothing to fear.

"To cultivate so many true spirits, you have to create a new method yourself!"

At the moment, Tang Hao started to review all the spiritual cultivation methods he had seen, pondering over them one by one, and then, all the divine soul exercises he had seen, to absorb something from it.

Gradually, Tang Hao had a rough idea in mind.

It is not uncommon to practice a variety of true spirits. There are still such exercises, but few practitioners will choose, because there is no need for this, and such exercises are too difficult.

You cultivate one kind of true spirit, and then you will carry one mine, and three kinds, that is, three mines. Each true spirit must carry one, and you cannot carry it. This true spirit will be gone, purely in vain.

Moreover, the true spirit also needs to be constantly improved, so as to grow, and thus resist the thunder.

If you cultivate one type, as long as you pay a share of resources and time, you will triple it if you cultivate three types.

Therefore, nowadays, no one can cultivate two kinds of true spirits at all, both of which are one kind. Crazy upwards smashing resources, this is the correct way to attack the Supreme.

Soon, Tang Hao began to practice the exercises.

He sat with his eyes closed, his mind flashed, and he practiced the exercises over and over again.

"It's done!"

This sitting is three days.

Three days later, Tang Hao opened his eyes, and there was joy on his face.

"Isn't the Tang Clan a nine-claw golden dragon? No matter how powerful it is, I want to repair eight. Nine-claw golden dragons, as well as Yinglong, silver dragon, yellow dragon, black dragon... I have all eight ancient dragon clan! "

"There are also witch gods, the ancient twelve ancestors and witches, no one can be less!"

Others use the method of one gasification and three cleansing to cultivate three or five kinds, and he has more, twenty kinds.

"Cultivate Yinglong first!"

Tang Hao closed his eyes again.

Above him, the golden light flashed and Yuanshen stepped out.

Yuan Shentong has a golden body, exuding a breath like the depths of the sea.

The ninth trick of the Emperor Realm is the Tianmen Trick of the Heavenly Spirit Cover above the head. As soon as this trick is opened, the Yuanshen has undergone a refining and becomes more powerful. Moreover, the Yuanshen also moved out of the sea of ​​knowledge and entered this trick.

The fairy cents in the know-how, after transformation, can be transformed into the power of the primordial gods and continue to grow the primordial gods.

Now, what he needs to do is transform the Yuanshen into a true spirit, and then rely on this day's trick to continue to grow the true spirit, and finally, to the extent that he can survive the ninth robbery.