Gou Cultivates Immortals at the Chaotic World of Demons and Martial Arts

Chapter 169 Attempt (Congratulations to the Silver League!)

Montenegrin tribe.

"Great Witch, I want to exchange for the 'Liewen' spell!"

Baji found the big witch and exchanged the spell of 'Lie Wen'. To his regret, the big witch didn't let him enter the library to learn the runes this time, but directly took out the animal skin and gave it to him: "Baji...you are very good , the semi-lingual aperture can do this step, work hard..."

"Thank you sorcerer!"

Baji, who was thinking about the 'Xunfeng Spiritual Pattern' and 'Gengjin Spiritual Pattern' in his heart, did not dare to say more, and bowed to thank him.

At this time, after several years of growth, he is already an adult.

Moreover, he had some achievements in practicing the Kailing Sutra, and finally, a few days ago, he successfully broke through a small checkpoint and could engrave the second dharma pattern on his body.

"It's almost time... Brother... Distance revenge... Soon..."

He returned to his home, talking to himself in his heart.

……

a few days later.

Baji left the tribe, looking for a suitable place to test the power of the 'Lie Wen' pattern.

"The 'Leng Wen' pattern can increase the temperature of the fire, and when used in conjunction with the 'Flame' pattern, it can make the attack more powerful..."

He muttered, walking in a wilderness, as if looking for a suitable target.

Whoosh!

In the weeds in the wilderness, there was a sudden gust of wind!
Whizzing!

Two cyan wind blades followed, extremely fast!

Even though Baji rolled over on guard, his back was grazed, and the animal skin clothes were cut open, dripping with blood.

But he gritted his teeth, looked at the direction where the wind blade was flying, his eyes were bloodshot: "Blue wolf!"

A vigorous figure jumped out from the grass, it was Qinglang!
He has a straight nose, narrow and long eyes, with a cold feeling: "I never thought that you, a half-spiritual waste, can turn over. Today, you will die like your brother!"

Qinglang didn't pay much attention to Baji at first, until the other party received the second magic pattern!

This kind of progress, among the same batch of little witches, is already comparable to those who have opened two or three spiritual apertures.

This made Qinglang feel a sense of crisis. It is better to get rid of this enemy's younger brother as soon as possible.

Coincidentally, the other party chose to go out today!

"Give me death!"

Baji let out a roar, and a flame spewed out from his mouth.

Boom!

A piece of grass exploded with a bang, and the splashing flames ignited the manipulation, burning into a raging fire.

The two little witches were constantly moving and performing witchcraft, attacking each other.

But it seems that Qinglang's cultivation base is profound, and his wind blade is more flexible, obviously gradually gaining the upper hand.

It's just that Baji didn't know why, and kept muttering some incomprehensible tones in his mouth.

"Twisting technique!"

Suddenly, he pointed.

At Qinglang's feet, weeds tangled together and turned into vines, binding his legs.

"Success!"

Baji's eyes lit up, he worked hard to practice the witchcraft taught by the mirror, and when he could release it in the battle, he deliberately went to get the second magic pattern, just to attract the blue wolf.

Qinglang wanted to kill him, so why didn't he want to kill this enemy?
"Go to hell!"

Baji's eyes were blood red, and the 'Lie Wen' pattern was activated, a fireball emerged from his hand, which continued to expand, and slammed towards the blue wolf.

Boom!

The blazing heat and flames enveloped the blue wolf in an instant.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The vengeance was avenged, Baji was out of breath, and let out a hearty laugh.

But the next moment.

Whoosh!
A wind blade flew over and wiped his neck.

Baji clutched his neck and saw a lot of blood spilling down.

"Woooo..."

He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say it at all, and his body fell limply.

On the opposite side, Qinglang's body was a little blackened, and he untied his legs in embarrassment.

In his hand, a strange black stone talisman exploded into pieces.

Just now, it was this stone talisman that burst into brilliance and turned into a shield, blocking the fatal blow!
"You actually destroyed my stone talisman?"

With a bit of fear on his face, he kicked Ba Ji, who was dying with regret, and found that the other party was really dead.

"No, what happened to the witchcraft just now?"

"Also... this Baji must have some secrets."

Qinglang muttered to himself, with a little greed, and began to search Baji.

Soon, the animal skin pouch hanging around the other party's neck was taken out.

"A fragment of a bronze mirror?"

Qinglang put the bronze lens aside, continued to touch the corpse, looked at the few pieces of flint and jerky he found... In the end, no matter how he looked at it, he still felt that the bronze lens was suspicious, so he held it in his hand and rubbed it carefully.

Fang Xi looked at this person with spiritual sense, and had no intention of showing up for the time being.

Anyway, this lens is a part of the 'Treasure of the Heavens', let alone a small witch, even if a big witch or witch king comes, it can't hurt a little.

He can wait and see, and then find the most suitable 'mirror holder'.

……

"As a lens, what I'm most afraid of is being thrown into a deserted cliff or underground... never see the light of day..."

Southern Wilderness Cultivation Realm, Peach Blossom Pavilion.

Fang Xi walked out, took a few bottles of spirit wine, and went to Zuibaichi.

"Haha, brother Fang is still so polite when he comes to the door?"

When Luo Gong saw the spirit wine, his eyes lit up, and he opened the bottle and drank freely.

"This is what it should be...Brother Luo's Zuibaike is really more and more beautiful..."

In the pavilion in the center of the lake, Fang Xi took a sip of the spirit wine, feeling the refreshing feeling of the pure spirit melting like ice, and then flowing down the throat, and sighed.

"Well, I'm going to take the No.20 seven-bedroom concubine recently, so my brother must come over and have a glass of wedding wine."

Luo Gong smiled and patted his stomach.

Since the establishment of the foundation, he has enjoyed life a lot and married many concubines.

If it wasn't for his martial arts and body training, he might not be able to settle the back house.

"This is natural..."

Fang Xi secretly despised this person's act of taking a concubine to entertain guests and receive gifts incidentally, but her face was still full of smiles.

"As for the second-level pill formula for increasing spiritual consciousness, this is really difficult..."

After chatting for a few more words, Luo Gong finally got down to business: "It's fine for me to exchange a few elixir from the Pill Pavilion in Baifeng Mountain according to my contribution, but a huge number is needed to exchange the elixir... As for the inner city Among the pill pavilions, there must be none."

"Brother Luo is worrying."

Although there was no result, Fang Xi still thanked her.

"Instead, the black market has been opened recently, and the location is at the Sancha Mountain not far from Baize Fairy City..."

Luo Gong told another news.

Fang Xi listened, but remained calm.

The two chatted about the world, and talked about the recent major events in the world of cultivating immortals in the Yue Kingdom.

"Have you heard?"

Luo Gong revealed the excitement on his face: "Something happened to Wandao Lake!"

"Oh?" Fang Xi's hand holding the wine glass did not move at all: "What happened?"

"The Song family spread it everywhere, saying that it was the remnants of the Situ family and the Mietian League, secretly hiding in Wandao Lake, and even had a war with the monks his family went to investigate... This Situ family is the mortal enemy of the Song family. The Song family has made great efforts."

"Now that the ashes are resurgent, how can the Song family bear it? Immediately let the young master take command and announce the crusade against Wandao Lake... Xuantianzong meant it by issuing a 'decree to fight the devil' and sending a few foundation builders to watch the battle. I read the following... tsk tsk..."

The plan between Fang Xi and Ruan Xingling at the beginning seems to be beginning to bear fruit.

What Xuantianzong didn't care about was a pain to the Song family.

The Song family's performance this time inevitably felt a little anxious.

After all, the Situ family was indeed led by the Song family to wipe out at the beginning, and they had the most blood of monks on each other.

The Mietian Alliance later attacked the Song family's Fangshi!

'Let's fight...It's not a good thing anyway...The loss of either party is in line with my wishes. '

Fang Xi's expression was slightly moved: "I didn't expect that it has only been so many years... Yue country has started to be in turmoil again."

"Hey...where is this?"

However, Luo Gong sneered: "Before and after that old ancestor Jiang of Xuantianzong passed away, the matter of the Yue Kingdom may not be peaceful...Speaking of it, Wandao Lake is the place where my brother used to practice, right? "

"Yeah, fortunately I run fast, come here... drink and drink!"

Fang Xi had a face full of fear, but also a look of rejoicing.

……

After half a month.

Bibo Cave.

Ruan Xingling settled in Baize Immortal City and did not accept Fang Xi's help.

After all, she is also a foundation cultivator, with her own arrogance.

What's more, this woman also has an exquisite art of refining weapons. After being promoted to Foundation Establishment, she took advantage of the opportunity to be promoted to the second level!

Indoor fire.

The three fire crows are constantly spewing out flames comparable to the innate true fire of a foundation-building cultivator, melting pieces of metal ore.

Ruan Xingling continued to take the opportunity to add various powders, beat and transform the ore.

In the end, the rough embryo of a magic weapon emerged.

This magic weapon is probably in the shape of a long knife, and its whole body is dark and clumsy.

"The key to refining the weapon lies in the embryo and the seal carving circle..."

Ruan Xingling swept the long knife inch by inch with his spiritual sense, with a look of satisfaction on his face, and said to Fang Xi, who was watching: "The embryo mainly depends on the forging technology and raw materials. There are similarities! Is this why you came to me?"

"good."

Fang Xi nodded: "I got a set of formation inheritance from the side door, and there are some special formation patterns in it, which are very interesting to combine, but the number is too small...it is impossible to form formations, so I thought of using it on refining equipment. "

The Pianmen formation pattern he mentioned is naturally the magic pattern from the Fragment World!
It's just that this kind of pattern cannot be engraved on the monks of Nanhuang and Great Liang, otherwise they will definitely explode and die.

Fang Xi naturally thought that using dead matter to carry, arrays and refining tools would be the best way to transform.

However, the patterns in his hands are too few and unsystematic, so he can only look at the refining tool.

What's more important is... Fang Xi really doesn't have much talent for refining magic weapons, she has abandoned this craft for a long time, and just happens to have a trustworthy second-level weapon refiner at hand, so naturally she has to make full use of it...

"You are now at the second level of formation skills, so it can be seen that you must have hidden a lot of clumsiness on Peach Blossom Island..."

Ruan Xingling gave Fang Xi a supercilious look.

Formation masters are much more popular than crafting masters, and they are also more difficult to master.

(End of this chapter)