Dragon and Tiger Taoist

In Longhu Mountain, the earth's energy surges up, and the inspiration rises. Those with extraordinary talents can occasionally hear the sound of dragons roaring, which is the roar of the earth's veins.

Feilai Peak, as Zhang Chunyi integrates the Eighth Grade Stone Lotus Heart into it, this spiritual peak is undergoing some subtle transformations.

At the top of the peak, the water-like moonlight covered the ground.

"Teacher, uncle Zhang Zhong's funeral arrangements have been completed."

"In addition, according to your instructions, I have arranged for my disciples to go to various places on Quewei Road to set up altars. I will personally visit the most important places."

Looking at Zhang Chunyi sitting cross-legged on the prison-suppressing tiger stone, Zhuang Yuan said softly.

After meeting Zhang Zhong for the last time, Zhang Chunyi returned to Feilai Peak and came to the ghost-fighting willow tree, not leaving for half a month.

Hearing this, Zhang Chunyi slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were dark, and it seemed like a bright moon was rising inside.

"You can just take care of these things and have some understanding. I am just short of accumulating the Seventh Refinement of Yin Shen. I will be in seclusion for a period of time. Matters other than life and death do not need to disturb me."

"In addition, you also need to carefully collect the materials needed to refine the technique of calling wind and rain. You can use all the power of the sect."

His eyes fell on Zhuang Yuan, and Zhang Chunyi spoke.

If you want to refine the middle-grade wind-calling and rain-calling method to a high-grade one, you need a lot of materials, the most important of which are a seventh-grade spiritual water and a seventh-grade spiritual wind.

Lingshui Zhang Chunyi already has Renshui in his hands, but Lingfeng has not yet been found. In addition, there are also a lot of other trivial materials. It will be very troublesome to collect them by yourself, but it will be much easier if there is a sect to guide him. .

Hearing this, Zhuang Yuan bowed in response. He knew the importance of this matter.

"Teacher, please rest assured."

There are indeed a lot of materials needed to refine the method of calling wind and rain, but it is not impossible to get it together with the current strength of Longhu Mountain. The only thing that is more troublesome is the seventh-grade spiritual wind, but it is not completely impossible.

The wisdom of heaven and earth returns, and good luck appears frequently. If there are enough opportunities, spiritual objects of grade seven or above can also be found.

Looking at Zhang Chunyi, who closed his eyes again and was silent in his cultivation, Zhuang Yuan slowly retreated.

Phew, the breeze blew, the treetops of the Ghost Willow swayed slightly, and the rolling moon came out of nothingness, making Zhang Chunyi's figure blurry.

At the same time, in the secret realm of the blood river, the Wusheng Sword was bathing in the blood river and was constantly spitting out murderous intent, and the aura around it slowly rose.

Although Mangshan and his party were injured, they were able to kill a lot, and their cultivation level increased. Coupled with the Mizuze Lingtao in the Taoyuan secret realm, after the restrictions were relaxed, its cultivation level was rapidly approaching seven thousand years.

In the other direction, in the secret realm of the peach orchard in Rotten Peach Mountain, all the poisonous peach trees have been eradicated. The Taoshan apes have planted real spiritual peaches here, and new shoots have already sprouted.

And deep in the secret realm of Taoyuan, not far from Renshui Lingchi, the aroma of wine is permeated. There is a wine pond here, where Tao Mu originally made wine.

At this moment, each Taoshan ape is holding or carrying various spiritual fruits, pouring them into the wine pool continuously, preparing to brew new wine. These spiritual objects are the original accumulation of Tao Mu.

Hey, lying on a forked peach branch, taking a bite of the water peach in his hand, the juice splashed. Looking at such a scene, Liu Er's eyes flashed with a look of expectation. At this time, its cultivation level had broken through. Six thousand years.

In Mang Mountain, Wu Sheng killed seven dragons, including two giant dragons with six thousand years of cultivation. The demon extracting pills they left behind just helped Liu Er take another step forward.

In addition to Wu Sheng and Liu Er, Chi Yan and Hong Yun were also practicing silently. They were also deeply touched by this trip to Mang Mountain. The feeling of powerlessness really made them uncomfortable. They did not want to experience the second time again. times, and the foundation of everything is strength.

Time passed slowly like this, and one year passed in a flash. This year, the wind and snow became even worse.

On Feilai Peak, the moonlight was like water. As a year passed, Zhang Chunyi's aura became more and more ethereal. At a certain moment, his aura suddenly disappeared completely into nothingness, without any trace anymore, as if he did not exist in this world. Same.

At the same time, in Zhang Chunyi's ancestral orifice, the Yin God condensed, and the Yuesha Treasure Clothes on his body completely turned into substance. In addition to the star that symbolized the Netherworld, a second star was quietly born.

Its brilliance is in sharp contrast to the dim Tongyou evil species, but its aura is intact, it is clearly there, but it seems not to exist.

"Yueyin."

After smelting the last ray of Taiyin and Moon Evil, he naturally crossed the threshold from the sixth to seventh refinement. He opened his eyes and looked at the bright star in the sky. Zhang Chunyi's eyes flashed with brilliance.

This is the second earth evil technique he created. It is as bright as the bright moon, but it is like light and dust, and can be hidden from the light of the sky. It is a method of concealment, using the power of the twelfth yin to cover itself, making it difficult for people to peek and deduce.

"Seven Refinements of Yin Shen."

Withdrawing his gaze and carefully experiencing his own changes, Zhang Chunyi's consciousness fell silent again. At the same time, the Wusheng Sword in the Blood River Secret Realm had quietly broken through seven thousand years of cultivation.

And just when Zhang Chunyi's cultivation was further advanced, there was an undercurrent surging deep in the Shiwan Mountain, and many monsters that should have been dormant showed their traces at this time.

Cicada Valley, this is a world made of ice and snow.

The blue ice surface and steep icebergs are shaped like valleys, and there are tiny holes on the cliffs about thousands of feet high. Cold wind howls out of them, and the figures of cicadas are also revealed in them. , mostly with two wings, and occasionally four wings appear.

In the center of Cicada Valley, there are seven thousand-foot icebergs linked together by iron cables, which together support a huge altar. Ancient Taoist texts are inscribed on it, and there is an obscure aura flowing through it, exuding an extraordinary atmosphere. The breath is vaguely connected with the heaven and earth.

Buzz, the wings vibrated, and two cicadas with a cultivation level of nine hundred years carried the bridge, pushed aside the wind and snow, and approached the altar from a distance. However, lying on the sedan chair was a gray-haired cicada with gray hair all over its body. The big bat exudes a rotten atmosphere, its wings have shrunk, its ears are huge, and its eyes are closed tightly, as if it is sleeping.

There is also a black crutch beside it. The top of the crutch is carved with five upside-down bats, which are lifelike. Each bat has a copper bell hanging on its neck.

Although they are only carvings, and they are not very popular beasts like bats, these five bats reveal a beautiful aura, which makes people happy to see them.

Feeling someone approaching, a four-winged ice cicada about a hundred feet long, lying like an iceberg, with a faint blue light flowing all over its body, and sleeping on the altar slowly opened its eyes, its eyes were cold, as if it could freeze the soul, and it was all over the body. The aura slowly bloomed, with a total of nine thousand and five hundred years of cultivation. However, the moment it saw the old bat, its expression immediately fluctuated, and its eyes were no longer cold, with a touch of respect.