longevity road trip

Chapter 279 Cultivation without years

"Fellow Daoist Muji, if your old body is not old and your eyes are dim, your eighteen blood coffins contain fiery demonic energy, and this place is an ice spirit ore vein. What about the remaining seventeen corpse refining corpses?" Xi Venerable Feng's eyes flashed, and she asked indifferently.

"The old man let them harvest and suck blood." Muji Sanren said in a nonchalant tone.

Venerable Xifeng nodded, but the divine consciousness in her body radiated silently, but after a breath or two, she didn't wait for Muji Sanren to reply, she was surprised and looked towards the five mines.

A phantom differentiated from her body. It was ethereal at first, but the phantom suddenly opened its mouth and took a breath. The whale swallowed it, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth whistled into the body. This phantom body also solidified a lot. Venerable Feng was carved out of a mold.

After this phantom bowed towards Xifeng, the whole person sank into the masonry of the main hall, cast the earth escape spell, and escaped towards the mine more than ten miles away.

"It seems that Senior Xifeng also knows about it." Seeing this scene, Mu Ji Sanren's face sank, but because his entire face was covered with black scales, he could not see any change in his expression.

"I didn't expect Venerable Wanjian to seal up a broken arm of fellow Daoist here. No wonder fellow Daoist came here on purpose. Could it be that he wanted to break the extremely cold spiritual energy of this place with the evil qi of the flame demon." Xifeng said suddenly after withdrawing his consciousness.

This broken arm is hidden deep in the ground and is guarded by numerous magic circles. The depth of the ground would not have been so easy to discover if it hadn't been for the evil flames contained in this coffin.

With the help of the extremely cold energy of the ice spirit mine, the magic circle suppressed the broken arm of this evil beast's claw, but Venerable Xifeng was a little puzzled. Since Venerable Wanjian could cut off his arm, why not just turn it into ashes? stay for future troubles.

Just as Venerable Xifeng was thinking, her complexion changed, and the phantom body that had just differentiated, was frozen and shattered into ice slag the moment she went deep into the ground and first came into contact with the magic circle.

She was astonished in her heart. Although it was an illusion body, it also had a cultivation level around the Jindan stage. Unexpectedly, after encountering the underground magic circle, she didn't have time to report back a little thing, and she cut off contact with her deity!
Venerable Xifeng turned his head to look outside the main hall, and a blood mist surged over, the figure flipped, and the blood mist seemed to be breathing.

After one or two breaths, an extremely harsh 'shh' sounded from the blood mist. All the blood mist merged into the people in the fog, and the people inside showed their original faces. He is quite handsome, but his eyes are slightly demented.

And around the corners of their group's mouth, if there were still some bloodstains left, no one would have thought that they were corpse refiners.

As the seventeen corpses walked into the hall, what followed was the scorching heat and an indescribable smell of corpses.The blood coffin in the hall glowed brightly, the lid of the coffin stood up, and the body of the coffin was filled with dark green bubbling corpse demon liquid. The seventeen corpses jumped into it without splashing a drop.

As soon as the corpse touched the corpse demon liquid, it turned into blood, and disappeared, the lid of the coffin was closed silently, and the aura of the blood coffin faded away.

Xuanshan's figure suddenly shifted to Xifeng's side. He raised his hand and said lightly: "The juniors will handle the affairs themselves, and we old bones should not add to the evil."

"It has been so many years to hear such words from your mouth. It seems that Fellow Daoist Xuanshan has cultivated well over the years. But I heard that Zhengyang is your named disciple, and it seems that the blood Fellow Daoist Yue didn't deceive the old man, so forget it, he didn't find out much anyway." Xifeng calmed down the killing intent, if they had talked about space nodes just now, Venerable Xifeng didn't So nice to talk.

As for Venerable Xuanshan, if he wants to come, he will do it himself.Only three or five people can pass through a space node. Naturally, the fewer people, the better. Although Nanzhou has only three distractions on the bright side, there may be one or two old monsters who don't care about the world.What they are worried about is the Divine Daoist friends in Northern Xinjiang, Western Desert, and Zhuhai. If they know this news, they will try their best to come and get a piece of the pie. deal with it.

She turned her head to look at Li Jingqing and said, "The younger generation of Yuan Ying from Zhengyang Sect is just outside the battle. Seeing Xuanshan's face, it is inconvenient for the old man to do it."

"It's natural, how dare you bother seniors with such trivial matters." Li Jingqing bowed and said with a sad expression.

He is just a remnant soul born from a demon corpse, and it is ridiculous to say that, the ancestor of Wanjian wasted a lot of energy and killed the deity, but his own demon soul was running around for the revenge of Wanjianmen.

However, his master, Xuan Ji, was able to abandon the lower sect and turn into a demon body. It was really ridiculous. What did he do for hundreds of years? At this moment, Li Jingqing was confused!As for the old monster Wang, it is also reasonable. This ice spirit mine is the Zhengyangzong spirit mine. Now it has changed. Even the golden core guarding this place has died. Eight or nine is to come to inquire about what happened.

"Fellow Daoist Xuanshan, after I retrieve the broken arm, I will inform you of the space node that I know about. As for whether it is the same as the one Yu Xing knew, I can't guarantee that the wooden machine. "Woo Ji Sanren squeezed a spell to cast a spell, and eighteen drops of black-gray blood flowed from his body and fell on the blood coffin.

The wood machine scattered person watched the seventeen flame demon corpses he had refined into the coffins for cultivation. The Zhengyang Zong Jindan was an ice-type spiritual root, and it would take more time than other flame demon corpses to refine it into a flame demon corpse. more power.

"It will take a few years, the old man will just wait!" Xuanshan said casually, he has not much life left now, even if there is a little possibility, he can't let it go.

"The magic circle set up by the ancestors of Wanjian can only use the scorching flames of the flame demon corpse with Jindan cultivation to slowly infiltrate it. Therefore, it takes more time, ranging from five years to ten years." Ji Sanren estimated in his heart that if he broke the formation with all his strength, when the formation was broken, it would also be the day when his broken arm would turn to ashes.

In a hidden mountain forest more than ten kilometers away from the Ice Sky and Snow Scenery Array, a dirt bag bulged on the ground full of fallen leaves, and a small cyan snake emerged. With a flash of blue light, it flew onto Wang Laozu's shoulder. With a little panic, Qing Snake shouted hoarsely: "Come on!"

Wang Laozu disappeared without any hesitation.

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There is a saying that there is no time in cultivation. When the ancestor of the Zhengyang Sect Wang and Patriarch rushed back to the sect from the Yuran Mountain Bingling Stone Mine, he arranged many things in succession.

After thinking about it for a long time, he found the ancestors of the four remaining sects, including Xuanhuomen and Qiyunzong, and told them about it. How could he know that the middle-aged and red-browed ancestor of Xuanhuomen, and the Qiyunzong ancestor The old men in linen all smiled wryly. The two golden cores they guarded in the mines of Yuran Mountain were also destroyed.For a while, they thought that other sects had succeeded.

The four ancestors of the sect discussed in private for a long time before leaving. I don’t know if they went back to the sect, or where did they go?

As for Zhang Shiping, who practiced in Hujia Village, Zhengyangzong seemed to have forgotten them.

Time flowed slowly, and it was more than ten years in the blink of an eye. During this time, they did not take half a step out of Hujia Village. Only Yujie went out from time to time. It's not cheap, and the treatment is not much different from that of Zongmen's true inheritance, so Zhang Shiping is happy to practice with peace of mind, saving him from running around for the spirit stone pill.

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