The Mightiest Little Peasant

In the void, Tang Hao swept quickly.

In his palm, the eyes of Spiritual Truth were drenched with divine light, and he was searching around.

After Taobao Dao left, he wandered in this void for half a month, and he didn't get much.

He found a lot of ancient tides from the early beginning and went in to explore, but there were few treasures.

The best one was just to find three treasures.

"On the fifteenth day of Senior's departure, miss him..."

Tang Hao recollected his predecessor's kindness again, and kept sighing.

If Senior was still there, he must have taken off now.

"It's another storm..."

After skimming for a while, Tang Hao noticed that in the distance ahead, there was an extremely violent aura, which was more than a hundred times that of the ancient tide of the early beginning.

When I stared, I could see that a dark storm was rapidly rolling in, showing an overwhelming momentum.

This is the beginning of the storm!

The most terrifying thing in the land of the beginning!

Once involved, even his cultivation level can't last for half a minute.

Once upon a time, a strong celestial being was involved and died in it.

Tang Hao closed his eyes, turned around and ran.

He exploded at the fastest speed and flew for more than half an hour before escaping far away.

He rested for a while, then took out the Dharma Eye and continued to explore.

At this moment, suddenly, the sacred mountain in his body shook violently.

Tang Hao was startled immediately.

He didn't urge him to move, so why did this sacred mountain move by itself?

This is the first time this happened since he took the mountain.

"Weird!"

He murmured, and Shennian headed towards the mountain.

Hum!

In the fairy palace, the purple sacred mountain of Ten Thousand Magical Lights shook slightly.

The next moment, the mountain flew straight out of his body, flew a distance toward the front, and then swept back, slipping back into him.

Tang Hao was stunned for a while before he realized that Shenshan was telling him to go in that direction.

"Isn't it bad to say it directly?"

Tang Hao murmured.

This sacred mountain has a soul, which is a trace of the soul thought of Emperor Daogu.

It's just that he hasn't seen this Soul Mind ever show up since he took the Shenshan Mountain, and he hasn't shown up yet, instead he has used such troublesome means to instruct him.

"It seems that this senior doesn't like to talk very much!"

He gave a wry smile, and then followed the instructions of the mountain and swept in that direction.

"It can alarm the mountain, there must be something good over there!"

His mind became hot.

Flying all the way, he gradually penetrated into the land of the beginning.

About three days later, the sacred mountain in his body shook again, and he realized that the goal was near.

After flying for a long time, he saw in the distance ahead, there were countless fragments floating in dense rows. He glanced at them, and they were all ordinary rocks, fragments formed after the decomposition of the continent.

But among them, there is a very special piece, not a rock, but a piece of mud, a huge yellow mud.

"this is……?"

When his gaze fell on this piece of yellow mud, his pupils shrank suddenly, revealing a strong look of astonishment.

Because on this piece of yellow mud, there is an extremely ancient and terrifying breath.

"Is that blood?"

He took a closer look and noticed that there were some dark lines on the yellow mud block, and that terrifying, deep breath radiated from these lines.

"The fairy king? No, this should be emperor blood, and only emperor blood can have such a terrifying aura!"

When he got closer, Tang Hao couldn't help but feel shocked when he sensed that deep pressure like the deep sea.

He had felt this pressure. When he stood in front of the Mountain of Ten Thousand Fas, he felt this pressure.

This is Diwei!

And the blood on this yellow mud is emperor blood!

"How can there be emperor blood?"

"Which immortal emperor's blood is it?"

Looking at that piece of yellow mud from a distance, Tang Hao turned to the stormy sea.

He didn't expect that he could find yellow mud stained with emperor blood in this land of the beginning!

"Is it Tianhuang Emperor? Or Daogu Emperor?"

He pondered for a moment, and soon had an answer.

This blood, I'm afraid it belongs to Emperor Tao!

In the ancient times, the two immortal emperors did not know why they had a conflict and fought. In the end, Daogu Emperor was suppressed and Tianhuang Emperor became the final winner. Later, he opened up this fairyland.

Therefore, this blood is most likely to belong to Emperor Daogu.

"The opening of this immortal realm might be attributed to Emperor Dao Gu!"

Tang Hao muttered.

From this piece of yellow mud stained with emperor blood, he inferred an astonishing fact, that Tianhuang Emperor might have used part of Daogu Emperor's flesh and blood, plus other treasures, to open up this fairyland.

As for the ancient emperor Dao, he might have really fallen.

This guess also perfectly explained why Shenshan reacted so far away and instructed him to come over.

"This blood is the blood of the emperor!"

"This mud is the original mud that was born when the world was just opened up, and it is the supreme god!"

Tang Hao looked at the piece of yellow mud again, his heart was extremely hot.

The value of this piece of emperor blood and yellow mud is even above that piece of breathing soil.

With these two gods, he can make a more powerful fairy spirit body!

"Senior! Offended!"

Tang Hao said to the sacred mountain in his body, then swept forward and collected this piece of yellow mud.

"Anymore!"

After the yellow mud was collected, the sacred mountain in his body reacted again, indicating a new direction.

After flying for five days, Tang Hao found another piece of yellow mud, which was bigger and stained with emperor blood.

After collecting, Shenshan had instructions again.

Following the instructions of the sacred mountain, he flew around in the void and found a few more pieces of yellow mud.

Seeing that the mountain did not respond, he knew it was gone.

He didn't continue searching, but took out the compass and went outside.

There are too many ancient tides inside, and there are too many storms. It is not a safe place to refine treasures. He needs to go outside and find an abandoned land fragment before he can refine the fairy spirit with peace of mind.

"Just here!"

He found the most remote and safe place, simply opened up a cave, and settled down.

He first counted all the fairy materials on his body and remembered it in his heart, then he wrote down all the methods of refining the fairy body in his mind, comparing the advantages and disadvantages, and combining the advantages. ...

Although the general refining method of this fairy body is the same, it is divided into many schools, each with its own characteristics, just like those ancient gods, they also have their own characteristics. Some are known for their strength, and some are based on magical powers. Know well.

As for the appearance, it is even more diverse. It is very common to have three heads and six arms, with hundreds of eyes.

Tang Hao deduced and merged all the refining methods over and over again, and then added some of his own ideas to make bold innovations.

Constantly deduced and improved, and after three full months, he finalized the final refining method and started refining.