In fact, Xiao Hua has already refined her own essence and blood, but in the space, Xiao Hua's essence and blood, like the will of heaven, does not delay Zixia's re refining.

"I see!" Zixia said with a smile, "I'll wait. When you finish, I'll go back!"

"No, no ~" Xiao Hua said with a smile, "if you miss me, I will meditate in my heart. If I miss you, I will send you out."

Zixia and Xiaohua are reluctant to part with each other. Although they can see each other in a twinkling of an eye, they still feel reluctant to part with each other.

"In fact ~" seeing off Zixia, Xiao Hua looks at the moon hanging in the lotus pond outside the pavilion. The moon condenses lotus clouds and lotus fragrance around. Xiao Hua says to himself, "sometimes it's better to be in love than to be in love with each other."

With that, Xiao Hua looks at yueyichun's pavilion in the distance. Although there are many literary circles, Xiao Hua also knows yueyichun is practicing. It seems that she has taken the inheritance from the previous life of the master of Shangqing palace.

However, Xiao Hua didn't know if yueyichun took the method of absorbing rhymes.

After that, Xiao Hua again offered a sacrifice to Lin Quan and Gao Yi. However, before entering the green willow, Xiao Hua's mind first went into the space and sent half of jueyu mountain in the fairyland to the space of heaven.

At this time, the time ring in the middle of the green willow was twice as thick as before, that is to say, staying in the hollow green willow, Xuanpu for one year, here is 2000 years, but Xiao Hua's body still can only reach 70% of the green willow forest, so Xiao Hua's time is only about 1600 years, which is similar to the previous time in the middle of the green willow.

It takes 60 years for cold ice species to sprout in Yupu, and Xiao Hua has nearly 100000 years to cultivate in the green willow forest.

Therefore, after sitting in meditation, Xiao Hua first realized the secret art of absorbing rhymes.

It seems easy, but in fact it is different from daomen's secret arts in essence. Moreover, it is extremely complicated to comprehend. It took Xiao Hua only ten thousand years to get the full skill.

"Just, just ~" Xiao Hua opened his eyes and said with a bitter smile, "Xiao still wants to remind yueyichun, so forget it. This secret skill of absorbing rhyme involves not only the literary rhyme, but also the shadow of the way of ascending the dragon. It is definitely not a pure state of Yueyi that can be cultivated. "

Xiao Hua once again explored the situation of Wen Ya in zhongdantian, and found that in 10000 years, 120000 rhymes in the genre disappeared. This is good news, which shows that Xiao Hua's conjecture is correct.

So Xiao Hua had a little rest and formally urged the secret art of absorbing rhyme.

As Xiao Hua knew when he realized, this secret art of absorbing rhyme is similar to the way of ascending dragon that Xiao Hua practiced before. Xiao Hua urged the secret art to identify the rhymes between heaven and earth, and then introduced these rhymes into the dingmen.

There are countless rhymes in Lin Quan's Gaoyi painting. The rhyme is like silk, which is similar to Qi Yun.

But Xiao Hua changed the perception of Shenglong Dao and found that they were absolutely different!

"The profound meaning of heaven and earth can not be measured by Xiao." Xiao Huabian's quotation rhymes into the body, while his emotion.

"Boom" rhyme into the body, like thunder robbery, Xiao Hua dingmen gave birth to vibration, and the five Qi in the body immediately rushed out, condensed into five color lotus shape, condensed these rhymes.

In addition, it is extremely powerful and overbearing. If you pour it in directly, it will destroy Xiao Hua's language easily.

Looking at the five Qi difficult to refine the rhyme, Xiao Hua's heart moved and sent out a five color flame!

Sure enough, with the language in the five colors of the fire in the condensation of general, rhyme cleaning and condensation speed more than ten times faster!

"Great goodness!" Xiao Hua was almost ready to caress her hands with joy.

After cleaning and refining, the rhyme has shrunk a lot, but even so, the rhyme is still much stronger than that in the genre.

Before the rhyme fell into the genre, Xiao Hua smashed the rhyme. When the powder of the rhyme came into the genre, Xiao Hua realized that every bit of powder was comparable to a huge amount of congenital Qi!

"My God!" Xiao Hua whispered, "before, Xiao used the technique of planting jade to infuse the congenital Qi. When he got the culture, he had to coagulate it for embryo formation. Now, it's OK. Coagulate it directly! This rhyme is comparable to the previous ten thousand innate Qi

Of course, the absorption of Wenyun granules is different from the absorption of congenital Qi. There are also detailed records in the secret art of absorbing rhyme. Xiao Hua has been familiar with it several times!

"Good!" At the moment when Wen Ya broke out, he felt the unusual rhyme of Wen and the mysterious fluctuation in zhongdantian. With the five spirits of zhongdantian, Xiao Hua finally roared with excitement.

"Xiao Hua?" The pure voice of Yueyi came at the right time and said, "what's your ghost's name?"

"Ha ha," Xiao Hua said with a laugh, "sister haojiaoyue knows that my style of writing has finally sprouted!"

"It's good to say that!" On the first day of the month, she said, "it took you more than a hundred years to rebuild, from embryo to sprout! What's your aptitude

"All right, all right!" Xiao Hua shrugged and said, "just think I didn't say it!"

"OK, OK, congratulations on your official visit to Yaxian. I wish you early in the morning!" Yueyichun grinned and said, "by the way, don't forget, the buds should be exposed to the sun, don't let him get moldy!"

With that, yueyichun couldn't help but smile, as if he thought of something interesting!Xiao Hua didn't know why and didn't care. He said, "don't worry, I didn't sprout for the first time, I know!"

"Ha ha, ha ha ~" hearing this, Yue Yichun covered her stomach and laughed.

"What's the matter?" The second monk Xiao Hua is confused.

"Ha ha ~" Yue Yi Chun said, out of breath, laughing, "I I used to have a younger martial brother who used to bask in the sun every day when he was budding. He said that he was afraid of sprouting moldy, ha ha, ha ha ~ "

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