Beast Blood Panlong

This technique is indeed very wonderful, and is comparable to the technique of inner vision. However, the technique of inner vision can only look at oneself, while this technique of seeing spirits can see through others.

Along the way, Sanbao kept trying the spiritual skills taught by the old monk, and found that it was extremely easy to practice. Once he started to use them, he could see seven or eight points of his own situation clearly.

"The light of the Buddha's eye really has some skills," Sanbao nodded secretly on the way, and unknowingly he had returned to the back door of the house. From a distance, he found Guo'er waiting eagerly at the door of the backyard.

"Sambo, where have you been? I just came to see you for dinner and found out that you are no longer here. I guessed that you might have gone to the mountains. I guessed it right!" Seeing Sanbao's dejected look, Guo'er came to Sanbao's side and held his hand.

He picked up Sanbao's arm and said warmly.

"I went to Qingliang Temple. Did you hear more than ten bells ringing in succession in the afternoon?" Sanbao asked as they entered the dining room side by side.

"The bell? No, isn't it only for the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month? Do you really plan to become a monk?" Guo'er asked with a smile while taking out a few dishes from the stove.

In order to avoid unexpected interference, Sanbao did not hire any servants in the entire house. Most of the time, Guoer cooked the food himself. Although Guoer's cooking skills were a little mediocre, he looked unique because he often changed the flavors.

Flavor.

As for the little butterfly dragon, it is basically hard to find a trace. Ever since Sanbao bought the house and stayed in the backyard for meditation every day, he spent all day in the Qingliang Mountain behind the house. Sometimes he was not seen for several days.

Sanbao didn't have much to say about this. After all, Xiaodielong was still a child at heart, and it was the time when he was in full swing. Thanks to Xiaodielong along the way, it was appropriate to give him a "holiday".

After hearing Guo'er's answer, Sanbao looked thoughtful.

It turned out that he was the only one who could hear the bell. Could it be that, as the old monk Lingxuan said, he really had a predestined relationship with the Buddha?

Impossible, my five roots are impure and my six desires have not been eradicated, so any chance of becoming a Buddha is simply nonsense!

"Why don't you speak? Do you really want to become a monk?" Seeing that Sanbao was silent for a long time, Guo'er asked again.

"How could it be possible? Then wouldn't the result be that I would be a widow?"

"Humph, if you really dare to become a monk, I will pay you to go to the temple together, so that you will not be a widow..." The two of them laughed and laughed while eating a sumptuous dinner.

After returning to the refining room, Sanbao seemed calm, but he was very confused in his heart, and even faintly worried. He was always worried that something would happen unless he left Qingliang City now.

Just after finally setting up the fire cauldron for refining, Mo Xie's tempering has reached a critical moment. If he gives up now, it will be equivalent to wasting all his efforts. Not only will he waste a lot of expensive refining materials, but also the embryo of the sword.

The shape may be damaged.

"Forget it, if the soldiers come to block it, if the water comes, the earth will cover it. With the lightning collecting mirror in hand, it doesn't matter if the opponent is in the realm of Lingxuan. If you really dare to mess with me, I will make it impossible for you to come back!" At this time, Sanbao said to Qingliang Temple

The kind old monk had a hint of suspicion.

There was no doubt that the bell he could hear out of thin air had something to do with the old monk, but from the beginning to the end, the other party acted very friendly, which made Sanbao unable to find any bad clues.

"Xiaodie, where are you now? Have you had fun these days?" Sanbao asked Xiaodielong in his mind.

"Haha, Brother Bao, there is a purple grape forest here, and now it is occupied by me. It feels so good to eat..." Deep in the Qingliang Mountain, a burst of ecstatic laughter came from the little butterfly dragon.

"Okay, you've been playing for a while. It's time to restrain yourself. Now I have a very difficult task for you. Hey, I'm afraid you won't be able to complete it?" Sanbao sighed deliberately and then said.

"Brother Bao, do you dare to underestimate me? There are still tasks that I can't complete. Tell me quickly, what are you going to do?" After being slightly stimulated by San Bao, Xiaodielong was filled with fighting spirit.

"You help me sneak to the vicinity of Qingliang Temple and carefully monitor every move inside. Remember, don't get too close, especially don't let the old monk inside come within a thousand meters of you. He may be

You are a powerful Lingxuan man. If you have any news, please tell me at any time!" Sanbao gave the instructions carefully.

"Isn't he Lingxuan? When I advance to the seventh level, I'll kill him. It's up to me..."

After arranging Xiaodielong to be monitored near Qingliang Temple and arranging Guoer to practice in a secret room ten meters away from the weapon refining room, Sanbao felt a little relieved.

I have already made a decision in my heart, once I have refined Mo Xie into a high-grade spiritual weapon, I will leave here immediately.

Time passed quickly, and two months passed by in a blink of an eye. During this period, Sanbao never heard the unexpected bell again, and the scruples in his heart towards the old monk of Qingliang Temple gradually calmed down.

It seems that I really judge a gentleman's belly with caution, and nothing happened at all.

On this day, Sanbao felt that his realm had been completely stable, and decided to take an Emperor's Spirit Pill again in order to increase his cultivation level as soon as possible. Just as he took out the jade box containing the Spirit Pill, Xiaodielong suddenly heard a strange sound.

The usual voice.

"Brother Bao, just now a tall bald man rode a fourth-order cloud-piercing eagle directly into the main hall. The cloud eagle is now stationed on the painting building of the main hall!"

"Bald head, Cloud-piercing Eagle? Very good, you continue to monitor, Cloud Eagle's eyes are very sharp, be careful, don't be discovered!" After giving instructions to Xiaodielong, Sanbao simply put away the Emperor's Spirit Pill, and then came to Guo

In my son’s practice room.

Feeling Guo'er's long and thin absorption, Sanbao's eyes showed a look of satisfaction.

Since being promoted to Spirit Emperor, Guo'er has practiced hard almost day and night. With the help of a large number of expensive and effective elixirs, his cultivation has been steadily improving, and he is now at the peak of the two-star Spirit Emperor.

If he can practice quietly for a while, it will be obvious to reach the three-star spiritual emperor. At that time, he will be equipped with a set of offensive and defensive spiritual weapons specially prepared by the three treasures, including the top-grade spiritual shield obtained from Qiu He, and a top-grade ninth-grade spiritual weapon.

Festival whip, and a top-grade defensive inner armor worn by Dugu Chao.

With such strength, even for an ordinary Spirit Emperor, it would be impossible to kill Guo'er in a short time.

"Sambo, why are you here?" A few weeks later, Guo'er slowly woke up from practice and found that Sambo was sitting cross-legged in front of him in a daze, and he immediately asked softly.

"Guo'er, I've been a little uneasy these past few days. Tonight you go to the city to find an inn and stay for a few days. If there's nothing serious, go back to the mansion!"

"Okay, then be careful yourself!" Guo'er didn't ask Sanbao for any reason, he just frowned slightly and then nodded in agreement.

After the two had dinner, Guo'er left quietly. Sanbao quietly followed behind him on the way. After finding no signs of following him, he returned to the mansion.

Click, click! 唭唭.

Late at night, the cries of crows and ground insects in the mountains complement each other, making the house seem even more silent.

In the abandoned back garden of the house near Qingliang Mountain, a black figure is like a statue, sitting motionless among the flowers and grass. Only when you get closer can you find that Sanbao is not practicing at all at this moment, and his eyes are looking quietly towards the east.

The cool mountains in front.

In addition to a look of solemnity, there was also a hint of resentment in his eyes.

"It's okay if you don't come to me. If you dare to come, I will make sure that you never come back!" At some point, the black-armored puppet was also sacrificed by the three treasures. At this moment, it turned into a black wooden stake and was quietly hidden somewhere.

In the heart of a large hollow tree in the distance.

Looking at the puppet's right hand, a silver-white ancient mirror is being held in his hand.

It is the lightning collecting mirror that I got from the ancestor of the Yan family. With this mirror in hand, even Lingxuan and the Three Treasures can rely on it to save their lives.

Just a few days ago, with the continuous training and nourishment of the Three Treasures, the puppet's cultivation finally broke through the peak of the Spiritual Emperor and reached the realm of a one-star Spiritual Emperor. Then the Three Treasures specially tested the puppet's strength.

Under the attack of the heavenly weapon - the Wrath of the Thunder God, if the last two palms of the Five Pictures Palm were not used, the Three Treasures could only fight to a draw with the puppet.

Of course, this is just a simple competition of strength. If they really want to fight, if Sanbao uses the Nine-turn Golden Body and other spiritual skills, Lei Xiu's puppet is obviously not enough.

Even so, Sanbao is still very satisfied. In terms of overall strength, the puppet can reach the strength of a high-level spirit emperor. In terms of defense, even at the peak of the spirit emperor, it is very difficult to defeat the puppet who is fully armored.

Moreover, after the puppet entered the Spirit Emperor, Sanbao discovered that even if the distance between the puppet and himself was several kilometers, he could easily control all the puppet's actions.

Before that, if the puppet escaped a thousand meters away from the Three Treasures, it would basically be reduced to a pile of scrap metal, without any use.

The only regret is that after the puppet entered the Spirit Emperor, he did not learn the second move of thunder spiritual skills. According to the message from the ancestor of the Yan family, if he learned the second move of Thunder God's Wrath, he would be able to dominate at the same level.

But it's right to think about it. Being able to master the first move of the spiritual skill - Thor's Hammer is already an unexpected surprise. If the second move is so easy to learn, it wouldn't be called a heaven-level spiritual skill.

"Brother Bao! Two bald men have gone down the mountain, one old and one young. They seem to be heading towards our house. Be careful!" In the dark night, the voice transmission of Xiaodielong's soul quietly sounded in Sanbao's mind.

What makes the Three Treasures feel like they are facing a formidable enemy is naturally the news that Xiaodielong sent back not long ago.

Just before half a cup of tea, Xiaodielong told Sanbao that he found two monks in the main hall of Qingliang Temple suddenly leaving the temple and going down the mountain.

When he heard the news, Sanbao hesitated for a while. If Mo Xie hadn't reached the critical stage of his sacrifice, Sanbao would have wanted to leave. Finally, after thinking about it, he decided to stay.

"Well, follow me, and remember not to get too close..." After giving the order, Sanbao simply closed his eyes and opened up his soul power with all his strength. In an instant, the soul power was like a pair of invisible eyes, surrounding Fang Yuan.

Everything within a few hundred meters is imprinted in my mind.

A quarter of an hour, a quarter of an hour, a full half an hour, two tall figures, one old and one young, quietly appeared in the abandoned back garden of the house.