Retrograde fairy way

As time passed, the devil baby absorbed more and more demonic energy, but the phantom behind Wang Mo was still the same. Although it was much darker, the aura within it was more pure.

It has been less than a hundred years since Wang Mo practiced Fuying, and he has reached the state of Yuanying Dzogchen. Apart from his own cultivation path, he has already gone through it once and is familiar with it.

This treasure was originally imprisoned in Sun Bufan's body by the magician Erluo. Using his body as a carrier, he turned the energy of resentment and spiritual veins into pure magic energy, disrupting the rules of Tianfeng Continent, but was captured by Wang Mo. The mysterious statue in the body is collected.

However, the mysterious statue was entangled with the equally mysterious purple brilliance and failed to absorb it, causing Wang Mo's meridians to be blocked by the breath of the real devil.

Along with it, the natal Nascent Soul, whose life was cross-cultivated, was also imprisoned, and he was not allowed to leave his body at all. In desperation, he obtained the technique of assisting infants from Murong Qing, and cultivated into a magic infant.

He had practiced the secret art of Heavenly Demon Transformation earlier, but the demonic energy was stored in a large acupoint on the back to stimulate the physical body and achieve the effect of skyrocketing cultivation.

Now, with the extremely pure, true devil's breath, which is the treasure of the devil realm, it is even more effective to practice, and it is possible to condense the devil baby to the state of great perfection in less than a hundred years.

With the help of the divine consciousness that has already reached the realm of transforming gods, he successfully condensed the primordial spirit in one fell swoop, and brought the devil baby into the realm of transforming gods.

Between the heavens and the earth, there are thousands of techniques for cultivation, and even more so for the technique of transforming spirits.

The technique of entrusting the primordial spirit is to use one's own spiritual consciousness to condense into a special treasure, and use the power of this strange treasure to transform the primordial spirit, to achieve the initial communication with the vitality of the heavens and the earth, and the lifespan itself will skyrocket, reaching 5000 years. many.

What's more, with his own great perseverance, practice multi-attribute exercises, all of which can reach the great perfection of the Nascent Soul, and then find a technique to condense the Nascent Soul, as long as the power of the divine consciousness is reached, the Nascent Soul can be transformed by itself, driving the Nascent Soul, It can also reach the realm of transforming gods.

There are also many people who have found a strange way to use special treasures to turn them into their own special spiritual roots, condense the body of the five elements, and form the five elements to protect them, so as to deduce the divine consciousness and transform the primordial spirit.

I don't know how many of these kinds of things are there, but they are all for the achievement of becoming a god and increasing the lifespan.

As for Wang Mo himself, the power of divine consciousness is not weaker than the power of primordial spirit of monks in the realm of transforming gods. What's more, the cultivation of "Five Elements Refining the Body" is different from those secrets that use treasures to condense spiritual roots. technique, but the efficacy lies in it.

In this way, after reaching the Great Consummation of the Nascent Soul, all that is lacking is closed-door practice, the last step of transformation.

However, in the Tianfeng Continent, the battle against demons had just ended, and there were many incidents, which finally made him blocked by the breath of real demons and imprisoned Nascent Soul, which was delayed for nearly a hundred years.

But now, based on the Heavenly Demon Changing Kung Fu method, and the technique of assisting infants obtained from Murong Qingchu, with the combination of the two, the second magic infant is finally refined, and even the original birth infant has reached the state of transforming gods one step ahead.

As long as the power of the magic baby is used to pull the breath of the real devil, and if it is slightly hindered, the Nascent Soul can be released. As long as the Nascent Soul is transformed and reaches the state of transforming into a god, it will no longer be troubled by the breath of the real devil.

The two complement each other, and with the help of the real devil's breath, the magic baby's cultivation speed may be even faster than the natal devil baby.

With its twin babies and the power of the fifth level of physical body, it may be enough to shake all the monks in the late stage of transformation, even if they face the great perfection of transformation, they can retreat calmly.

What's more, now that he has successfully transformed the devil baby into a god, he can solve the problem that the blood-clothed ghost has always existed in one fell swoop.

Strengthen the prohibition in his soul, and he can rest assured to let it devour and evolve. For so many years, the things that Wang Mo has been collecting to promote the advancement of blood clothes will definitely go ahead of him.

In other words, the current him, with the help of the blood-clothed heavenly ghost, can completely walk sideways among the cultivators in the realm of transformation!

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"As expected of an eighth-order treasure!"

Time passed by quickly, and more than ten years passed. At this time, Wang Mo stood in a strange space, talking to himself with some emotion on his face.

Looking carefully, its body is in the state of a phantom, but it is too solid, just like the real body.

At this time, all of his Nascent Soul and Devil Infant had successfully transformed into gods.

Not far in front of him, in the bright cave, is that piece of purple flower golden lotus!

In the Naling Ring, just as Murong Qing said, there is a spiritual vein running through the land of tens of miles in size, and it is full of spiritual energy, but there are no living creatures.

Back then, his ancestor refined the Naling Ring in order to one day enter the spiritual domain and remove the Zihua Jinlian. Unfortunately, before he recovered from his injuries, Yue Meiji found out the news of his serious injuries and wiped out the family.

This Naling Ring was injected into the bloodline with his physical power and passed down. No one has taken it out for many years. For fear of causing death, no one has sent souls into it.

From Wang Mo's point of view, even a small sect is not a problem in this Naling Ring.

It's a pity that he was afraid that putting creatures into it would affect the growth of Zihua Jinlian and cause unnecessary trouble.

You know, according to what Murong Qing said, this lotus fruit can not only help monks break through the shackles, but also improve one's physique, and it is also of great help to body refining monks.

Its efficacy and function are even more precious than the true devil's breath, which is said to be the most precious treasure in the Demon Realm, and second only to the rumored Yuanling Daoguo!

It is also fortunate that there is such a spiritual vein, otherwise, if the Zihua Jinlian is removed alone, it will really wither, and the growth of tens of thousands of years will be destroyed.

You know, this Zihua golden lotus takes 3 years to grow and germinate, 3 years to bloom, 3 years to bear fruit, 3 years to mature, and a full 12 years to take it.

If there is a little carelessness, it will definitely be nothing.

Fortunately, Murong Qing, the fallen ancestor of Dao Ling, was extremely well prepared, so that after the entire cave of Zihua Jinlian was moved, it did not have much impact.

Shaking his head slightly to get rid of the thoughts in his mind, Wang Mo waved forward with one hand, and while the power of the primordial spirit surged, a ball of milky white liquid was wrapped up from the pool where the Zihua Jinlian grew, which was about the size of a fist. The figure flashed towards the vortex in the void above.

In just a few breaths, Wang Mo, who was originally motionless in the cave, flashed the brilliance of his left hand in front of him, and the primordial spirit appeared immediately, and disappeared into the heavenly spirit above his head.

But in front of him, there was a mass of liquid exuding soft light, which exuded an extremely rich vitality of heaven and earth, which made people feel comfortable all over when they touched it.

This thing is the Wannian Spiritual Milk!

According to Wang Mo's knowledge, just one drop of this ten-thousand-year spiritual milk is enough for a Nirvana Dzogchen monk to replenish his whole body's mana, and it doesn't need to be refined too much.

You must know that these ten thousand-year spiritual milks are countless spiritual stones and even the spiritual crystals in them, which are rare treasures created by the heaven and the earth because of the trend of the spiritual veins.

Only this kind of treasure can breed a treasure of heaven and earth at the level of Zihua Jinlian.

Because this is the purest vitality of heaven and earth, it is more pure than those contained in those primordial stones and even spirit stones, and it is an excellent treasure necessary for monks to fight and heal their injuries.

With his current cultivation base, even if his true energy is superb, much thicker than that of the same level, if he takes a drop, it will be enough to explode himself.

He took this thing out just in case he needed it. Of course, he would not be so stupid as to take a drop directly, but would disperse it into many servings for later use.

Without too much hesitation, Wang Mo directly took out dozens of vials that had been prepared earlier, and separated all the balls of the Wannian Spiritual Milk. Some drops were divided into dozens of parts, They were all imprisoned in the jade bottle by the formula, and put away in different categories.

After doing this, Wang Mo let out a sigh of relief, got up and put away all the arrays in the cave, and then walked out of the cave in a flash.

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"Fellow Daoist, these are the secret books of chronicle in our store, but they are all orphans. The price is naturally a little bit expensive!"

In the private room of a small shop, a smiling old man with a goatee looked at the ordinary young man in front of him with a smile and said.

Whoosh!

With a soft sound, the brilliance flashed across the room, and on the table between the two, there was a pile of spiritual stones, nearly a thousand.

Seeing the appearance of the spirit stone, a bright light appeared in the eyes of the goatee old man, and he put away the metal without hesitation.

The ordinary young man straight away put away a few jade slips, then got up and walked out.

"Hey... Fellow Daoist, there are still..."

Seeing this, the old man hurriedly reached out his hand to sell some collections again, but the young man had no interest and left straight away.

This person is Wang Mo, who walked out of the temporary cave after decades of seclusion, twin babies transformed into gods!

After leaving the place of retreat, Wang Mo went all the way to the central part.

As far as he knew, the scope of Muyun's spiritual domain directly exceeded his knowledge, and even local monks, no one knew its boundary.

Therefore, he decided to collect all kinds of secret art books along the way while traveling and practicing. Of course, such a barren land could not collect so many profound spells.

It's just that these are just to fill in his knowledge of the spiritual realm.

This is Wang Mo, who has enough life energy, and also has no shortage of cultivation techniques and various treasures, so he has such a leisurely heart.

If it were someone else, he would have been too busy to know the sky and the earth.

You must know that even if a monk has made great progress, he will inevitably be disturbed by various things.

Those who are close to breaking through will practice non-stop in order to increase their lifespan. Those who have not broken through will also continue to retreat in order to condense their own magic power. It is rare to have leisure time.

"This natal magic treasure should be treated with caution, but there are too few rare and powerful refining methods!"

Walking on the street, the complicated sounds of people coming and going could be heard endlessly, which did not disturb Wang Mo's thinking at all.

This trip, in addition to relieving the fatigue of the primordial spirit after years of seclusion, is mostly to understand the customs of the spiritual realm and collect the natal magic treasures for refining auxiliary babies.

It's just that, so far, I don't have the slightest clue, because he has the Cangming Halberd and the Five Elements Sword, things that are too low in grade, so he really can't see them.

Such a city is already more than a dozen places he has passed on his way, and he has spent several months, but still has nothing.

"Cough cough!"

Suddenly, Wang Mo was startled, and suddenly turned his head to look, because just now, he was distracted by thinking about things, and someone bullied him.

That cough was obviously directed at himself.

After turning around and seeing the person in front of him, Wang Mo's pupils shrank suddenly, and several thoughts flashed through, but most of them were the twitching of the corners of his mouth and temples.