Longevity and Immortal Journey: Raising Demons, Raising Plants and Seeking Immortals

Chapter 348 Ten Peaks Inheritance, Pressure

When it is incorporated into the origin of all beasts, it is like taking a big tonic pill, colorful light surges, and it grows even more insignificantly.

at the same time.

The little black body in the cocoon seemed to be sucked out, and suddenly shriveled up, but as the blood of the beast blood crystal it swallowed in its belly overflowed, the body became plump again.

Li Changsheng stared at the two blood sources and found nothing unusual. The tense mood in his heart suddenly relaxed. His mind returned to the physical body and carefully inspected the little black body.

After confirming that there is no problem.

Take a break.

Li Changsheng pressed his palm on the silkworm cocoon again, and with a slight thought, the "Yao Ling Beast Vein Diagram" overflowed with a ray of the origin of all beasts, poured into Xiao Hei's body, and poured into the origin of his blood.

Do this dozens of times.

Until night falls and the new moon rises.

A smile of relief appeared on Li Changsheng's face. As for Xiao Hei's increasingly surly mood, it was not that important.

In the past half month, the blood cores of late-stage second-level savage beasts that Xiao Hei swallowed into his belly had completely filled up the deficiency in energy and blood that had condensed the origin of his bloodline.

Li Changsheng did not leave the pavilion. While tempering his spiritual veins and increasing his spiritual power, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to Xiao Hei's promotion to the virtual phase.

Li Changsheng looked at the silkworm cocoon glowing with mist-like colorful light in front of him and stared at it.

Looking at the white-robed figure on the ring below, the tens of thousands of outer doors surrounding the ring, and the figures in the pavilions and pavilions of the Four Peaks.

Li Changsheng's expression suddenly changed and he looked towards the door.

Li Changsheng felt the thoughts coming from Xiao Hei becoming more and more violent. His thoughts moved slightly, and his mind returned to his physical body. He put away the cocoons on the table and waved his hand to disperse the spiritual restriction.

Quiet room.

Li Changsheng looked at the tea time, let out a breath, turned around and walked into the pavilion's quiet room.

After thinking for a while, he waved his hand and took out a hundred thousand spiritual stones and piled them around Xiao Hei, placed a spiritual power restriction, stood up, opened the door and walked out.

[After one day, blood cohesion was successful. 】

“Finally promoted”

Go through the corridor, come to the room on the top floor, and open the door with a wave of your hand.

There is help from the origin of all beasts.

Sitting cross-legged on the futon, he took out a white jade Ziyang Pill, swallowed it, and started refining it with his exercises.

After his mind recovered a little, Li Changsheng stood up and walked to the window.

As a monster, it would be better if you have a harsher temper.
At this time.

Afterwards, he refined several second-level barbarian beast blood cores again, and the origin of Xiao Hei's bloodline grew to be equal to the origin of Senluo Flower Demon's bloodline.

"I've met senior brother." Wu Yong stood up and cupped his hands.

Listening to the noise coming from outside the building, I reached out to pick up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.

Time passes day by day.

Li Changsheng waved his hand, and after sitting down, asked: "Junior Brother Wu, have you found out which peak's true legend will participate in the competition?"

Wu Yong picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of tea. After sitting down, he said solemnly: "Although it is not clear, it is confirmed that there will be three peaks true disciples participating in the competition."

Without Li Changsheng asking him, he told the true story of the three peaks.

"Luo Tianying, the true successor of the Lord of Sacrifice to the Moon Peak."

"The master of Jiao Demon Peak is the true successor to Changhou."

"Ding Liang, the true successor of the Lord of Flame Hell Peak."

"The true biography of Luo Tianying, the master of Sacrificial Moon Peak, is relatively mysterious. I have asked many people to inquire about it, but I still don't know its origin."

Wu Yong shook his head slightly, and then said in a condensed voice: "The master of Jiao Demon Peak is the true successor of Chang Hou. He was very famous in the sect earlier. He refined a three-headed black dragon demon soul with a different bloodline and advanced to the level of pulse condensation perfection early on."

"It is said that because of his perverse character, he offended a Taoist master who also belonged to Jiao Demon Peak for some unknown reason, and was sent to guard the border of the sect's territory."

"According to this, it has been twenty years. He returned to Jiao Demon Peak a few days ago and has not left."

Wu Yong picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, and continued: "The true successor of Ding Liang, the master of Yanjing Peak, has a different bloodline, the nine-marked Flame Leopard. He was promoted to the perfection of pulse condensation more than ten years ago and is addicted to weapon training. So far, no one has ever I’ve seen him take action.”

"Luo Tianying, Changhou, Ding Liang"

Li Changsheng's eyes moved slightly and he wrote down the message. Just when he was about to take out the thank you gift, a strange breeze poured into the house from the window.

His pupils suddenly shrank and he looked towards the empty space ahead.

A tall old man in simple robes appeared, looked at Li Changsheng in surprise, and said with a smile: "Is this junior looking down on me?" Sensing the old man's aura without any fireworks, and then hearing his words, Li Changsheng couldn't help but He didn't know who the old man in front of him was. As his thoughts turned around, he stood up and saluted respectfully, "This disciple has met the elder."

Wu Yong stood up in a hurry and saluted respectfully, "This disciple has met the elder."

The old man smiled and said nothing, and just looked down at Li Changsheng, a weak invisible power pressing down on the two of them.

Wu Yong's face turned bitter and his head dropped lower.

Li Changsheng felt as if a bloodthirsty tiger was looking down at him. The strong sense of teasing made him frightened and angry.

He lowered his head slightly to hide the anger in his eyes.

a long time.

The old man's voice sounded leisurely.

"Give you another chance, would you like to become my disciple?"

The words fell.

Li Changsheng's mind was as heavy as a mountain, and his consciousness was in a trance for a moment. When he heard what the old man said, he endured the drowsiness in his mind and cupped his hands and said, "I forgive you for letting me live up to the elder's love."

"Oh?"

Just when Li Changsheng thought that the old man would take action again, he suddenly felt that Zhong Yue, who was weighing on his mind, disappeared out of thin air, and then the old man's indifferent voice came to his ears.

"After all, I was born in the Valley of Beasts. I don't know what is good and what is good. If one day I am killed by someone,"

Li Changsheng could no longer hear what was said behind him clearly. He sat down heavily on the chair, closed his eyes and concentrated, restoring his scattered mind.

Wu Yong was even more embarrassed, his face turned pale, and he was breathing heavily.

At this time.

The door opened slowly.

Tan Hu looked at the two people in the room, with an apology on his face, and sat on the chair, silent.

After tea time.

"call"

Li Changsheng opened his eyes and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. The anger in his eyes flashed away. He glanced at Wu Yong, who had his eyes closed and was concentrating. He looked at Tan Hu, who had a gloomy face. He shook his head and said, "Senior brother, don't hold on. , seize the time to treat the injury to prevent the foundation from being unstable.”

"I you."

Tan Hu hesitated for a few words, sighed, cupped his hands and said, "I am the one who caused trouble for senior brother."

Li Changsheng shook his head, waved his hand and said, "Don't waste words, heal your wounds quickly."

Seeing that he didn't look annoyed, Tan Hu felt relieved and looked at him apologetically. He no longer suppressed the injury in his internal organs, groaned, quickly took out a healing elixir, swallowed it into his stomach, and started to refine the technique.

"Doji."

Li Changsheng stood up and walked to the window, looking at the four figures on the ring with twinkling eyes and unprecedented yearning in his heart.

If he were a Daoji realm monk, who would dare to peep at him and despise him!
"Alternate True Successor"

Li Changsheng has a firm vision. As long as he obtains the candidate True Successor seat, the sect will reward him with various resources needed to break through the realm.

The most important one is a spiritual object that matches the monk's own characteristics.

And this is one of the reasons why Shifeng True Successor will participate in the competition.

Li Changsheng came back to his senses, looked at the two people recovering from their injuries, left a message and walked out of the room, returning to the pavilion's quiet room.

He glanced at Xiao Hei who was undergoing transformation.

Li Changsheng sat cross-legged on the futon, took a deep breath, and tapped his eyebrows with his fingers.

Under the mark of Ling Zhi.

The aura of the Meteoric God's Thorn is taking shape.

Li Changsheng's thoughts moved slightly, and as the power of the divine soul poured into the Dharma Veins, the invisible and insubstantial Meteor God Thorns condensed out.

Until I felt a sudden increase in mental pressure.

Li Changsheng turned over his hand and took out a spirit-nourishing pill, with a cruel look on his face, and immediately swallowed it into his stomach. The power of the medicine surged, and streams of cool air flowed into his mind, and the stress on his mind slowly receded.

The meteorite thorns located between the eyebrows continuously gather the power of the soul.

Just a moment.

It had exceeded the limit of Li Changsheng's soul concentration, but he still did not stop.

(End of this chapter)