Start: Forced by the family to become a magician

In an instant, a miniature black dragon and a miniature phoenix appeared above the two, chasing each other, faintly visible in the blood mist, very miraculous.

After a long time, the blood mist dissipated.

Linglong blushed and fell into a deep sleep.

And Fang Mo's eyes revealed a trace of astonishment, he actually broke through to the fourth level of Yuan Zhe Realm!

Break through to the fourth level of Yuan Zhe Realm silently!

His eyes were complicated, the Demon Dragon and Phoenix Sutra did not have such great power, presumably it was because the Immortal Blood Lotus absorbed Yuan Yin just now.

Another point is that because of the girl from the Linglong Monster Race, she is already an excellent furnace, and it is normal to benefit so much.

Glancing at the imprint on Linglong's forehead, it was the sign of the contract he signed with Linglong, a complex symbol.

Through this contract symbol, he can control Linglong's life and death at any time.

Fang Mo stood up, feeling Fang Mo's departure, Linglong frowned slightly.

Realizing that Fang Mo had left, Linglong slowly opened her eyes, seeing the blood on the ground, her little face blushed again.

The aftertaste on her face was still there, she got up slowly, and suddenly Linglong looked surprised.

She actually broke through to the fifth level of Yuanling Realm!

Break through two realms one after another!

"This...what the hell is going on..."

Linglong opened her small mouth slightly, her eyes full of shock.

"woke up?"

Fang Mo walked in.

"Master, look quickly, I'm already at the fifth level of Yuanling Realm!"

Linglong carried herself away with joy.

Forget about physical pain.

"kindness."

Fang Mo nodded slightly, this was because of the Magic Dragon and Phoenix Sutra, and another reason was that the essence and blood in his body were different from ordinary people.

"Here, practice this scripture, and it will be helpful to your practice when you serve me in the future."

Fang Mo threw a simple book to Linglong.

"Thank you master!"

Linglong took the quaint book, which was engraved with five ancient characters,

"The Demonic Dragon and Phoenix Sutra."

Linglong didn't know why, so she opened it to check.

Before reading two pages, she closed the book with a flushed face.

This...the above records are all those embarrassing things...

Linglong took a peek at Fang Mo,

What does it mean that the master gave me this book?

Do you want me to learn those things?

But those actions are so embarrassing...

However, if the owner likes it, it is not impossible...

When Linglong and Heaven were fighting, Fang Mo said lightly: "The back of that book is the method of cultivation."

"oh oh."

Linglong blushed and replied in a low voice.

Chapter 124 Preparation

Lin Qianchao looked expressionlessly at the dark cave in front of him, and there were horrific cries from time to time.

"Blood Demon, where are you hiding the inheritance of the Danxia Sect in Xingxia Secret Realm!"

"...Ah! Let me out! The old man Danxiazong doesn't know anything!"

"Ah... It hurts me to death! You bastards of the Ten Thousand Corpse Sect! Bloody spouts! Ah!"

"This old man is not reconciled! If this old man gets out of trouble, I will definitely slaughter your Ten Thousand Corpse Sect! Ah..."

The miserable scream sounded again.

"Hmph, you are so stubborn, the practice method of that demon cultivator in the secret realm comes from the same source as yours, and you still don't admit it!"

"Admit it! What's the matter with the old man practicing the method of devouring energy and blood? Don't put any shit on the old man's head! You are in this group of bloody bastards!"

"If that's the case, then wait for your death slowly."

...

Fang Mo looked at the quiet courtyard in front of him, with a hint of deep meaning on the corner of his mouth, he lifted his foot and walked in.

In the small courtyard, Pei Kun sat in front of the stone table, closed his eyes and meditated.

Looking at Pei Kun in front of him, Fang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly.

In front of Fang Mo before, Pei Kun's aura was like a mountain, unfathomable.

But now, Fang Mo could tell at a glance that Pei Kun's cultivation was mediocre, and like Jia Lun, he was at the fourth level of the Yuan Zhe realm.

"Master."

Fang Mo cupped his hands slightly.

"What's the matter?"

Pei Kun opened his eyes, and looked at Fang Mo suspiciously.

Fang Mo said: "Master, the Inner Sect Grand Competition has been postponed, and I want to take advantage of this time to go out and practice."

"Go out to practice?"

Pei Kun looked at Fang Mo in surprise.

"kindness."

Fang Mo nodded.

Pei Kun's heart moved, he took a deep look at Fang Mo, and said earnestly: "Well, yes, you are now at the ninth level of the Yuanling Realm, so it's good to go out and practice for a while, but remember to be careful in everything."

Fang Mo sneered in his heart, but said:

"Thank you, Master, for your concern. Disciple, please remember."

Seeing Fang Mo's leaving back, Pei Kun showed a hint of ruthlessness.

...

Back in the cave, Yi Shui'er and Yuchitu had been waiting for a long time, and there was a bald man standing beside them, it was Xia Xiong who hadn't seen him for a long time.

"Owner!"

Yi Shui'er smiled.

Fang Mo nodded slightly, and he glanced at Xia Xiong.

At this time, Xia Xiong's aura was restrained, calm and majestic, and his whole body exuded the fluctuations of Yuan Force at the ninth level of Yuan Lingjing.

"Master, the subordinates are lucky to live up to their fate!"

Xia Xiong knelt on one knee with a pious expression on his face.

"kindness."

Fang Mo responded lightly, then raised his eyebrows,

"I remember you were good with knives, right?"

"Yes Master."

Xia Xiong's voice was low.

When Fang Mo heard this, a slender black knife appeared in his hand, the blade was like snow, and it was full of demonic energy.

"This devil-killing knife is a middle-grade Xuan-rank artifact, take it."

Fang Mo handed the knife to Xia Xiong.

"Subordinate, thank you master!"

Xia Xiong took the black knife excitedly.

As soon as he touched it, a strange and cold breath spread from his hand to his whole body.

Xia Xiong's whole body was shaken, and he looked at the Demon Killing Saber in his hand more and more fondly.

Fang Mo turned his head to look at Yuchitu. At this time, Yuchitu's aura became more dull, his exposed skin had turned dark black, his veins were bulging, and he became more and more terrifying.

"It seems that the method of refining corpses of living people really helped you a lot."

Fang Mo looked at Yuchitu and said indifferently.

"Thank you, Master, for the gift."

Yuchitu looked respectful.

At this time, Yi Shui'er on the side said: "Master, the suzerain came out from the corpse soul realm this time, and brought out many people."

"Oh? Are you talking about the arrogance of the sect over the years?"

Fang Mo frowned.

"Yes Master."

Fang Mo narrowed his eyes, pondered for a moment and said, "Do you know the reason?"

"From what my master said, it seems that there is something wrong with the formation in the Soul Hidden Mountain Range."