Cultivating immortals is a hard job

The whole set of skills consists of twelve levels, and the further you go, the more difficult it is to practice.

Of course, this difficulty is only for beginners.

For someone like him who has hundreds of years of practice experience, it is just a matter of time.

Relying on sufficient pills and chaotic turbidity, he believes that as long as he is given twenty or thirty years at most, even if he cannot practice to perfection, he will be almost there.

For a cultivator, twenty or thirty years, what is that?

"What level have you practiced to?"

The moment the black air around Mo Xun dissipated, Gu Qingyue spoke.

In fact, with Gu Qingyue's knowledge, she had already seen the clues when Mo Xun finished his practice, but she still couldn't believe it.

How long has it been?

"How many drugs did he take?"

Gu Qingyue murmured in her heart. It was the first time in her life that she saw someone practicing like this.

Pills are good, but they must be absorbable!

Mo Xun took a deep breath and stood up suddenly. He did not answer Gu Qingyue, but stood there and looked around. There were several places on the stone wall where the golden barrier behind was exposed because of the falling of stone chips.

There were only the words of the technique carved on it.

As for how to leave, it was not stated.

He slowly raised one hand, and a circle of faint dark black light flowed around his body.

The whole person's momentum seemed to have changed.

One foot, two feet...

One zhang, two zhang...

The black light circling around him gathered more and more, and the range was getting wider and wider.

Those black lights obviously made the secret room brighter and brighter, but it gave people a feeling as if they were about to fall into the dark abyss.

Gu Qingyue subconsciously took a few steps back, and an invisible pressure gathered from all directions.

This pressure was not entirely due to the suppression of the realm.

Soon, those black lights formed an ancient and vicissitudes of life pagoda-shaped light shield with Mo Xun as the center.

The light shield became more and more solid. Although it was still translucent, it gave people the feeling that one day, it would completely form a real pagoda.

"Is this the Tongtian Demon Art?"

Gu Qingyue was shocked and had such a question in her mind.

This Tongtian Demon Art was a great magical power that swept the demon path tens of thousands of years ago.

But for some reason, it was completely lost after the destruction of the Tianmo Sect. Even if she grew up in the Tuoluo Sect, she had only heard of it, so she didn't know the details of the technique or the specific power of the magical power.

But from the current point of view, this seems to be a defensive technique.

Then, her face changed and she suddenly thought of a word.

"Use Qi to transform treasures!"

This is what she once saw in an ancient book. Because she was puzzled, she asked her father.

According to her father, there is a technique in the world that can condense magic weapons with one's own Gangqi.

This kind of condensation is not tangible, but a real magic weapon.

In many spells, Qi can also be used to condense attacks similar to swords and knives, but those are only an appearance after all, and will dissipate again after casting the spell.

For example, when Mo Xun fought with Wang Boshan of Tianyun Sect last time, the flying crane magic power displayed by the opponent was condensed into the appearance of a flying crane with Qi. In the end, it is only an appearance. Once the power is over, it will return to its original form.

The light blade that Mo Xun often uses is also the same.

After Qi is transformed into treasure, it is a real magic weapon, just like the life magic weapon of the Jindan cultivator, which can be placed in the purple mansion for warming.

Mo Xun spread out his palm, and the pagoda surrounding him gradually began to shrink, and finally condensed into the size of a palm, and fell into Mo Xun's hand.

Looking at the exquisite and small black light pagoda, Gu Qingyue clenched her hands tightly in her sleeves. She was right. This is really "transforming treasure with Qi"!

Although the pagoda was still translucent and not like a real object, it seemed to have weight. When it fell, Mo Xun's palm sank slightly.

This was probably because Mo Xun had only practiced for a short time.

If he could practice all twelve levels of the entire technique to perfection, he would probably see a real pagoda.

In shock, Gu Qingyue's heart suddenly moved.

Could this be the Tongtian Demon Pagoda?

The so-called Tongtian Demon Pagoda was just a magic weapon condensed by the Tianmo Sect monks through practice?

If so, where are they now?

These questions made Gu Qingyue doubt his previous judgment.

In fact, Mo Xun was a little surprised now.

Feeling the real weight of the pagoda in his hand, he was also very confused.

Because the technique did not mention any specific situation after the casting, he had only cast the spell according to the instructions of the technique.

Who knew that after casting, he would come up with such a thing.

Although he had not performed any ritual, he could clearly feel the connection between himself and the object.

As soon as he thought about it, the pagoda flew out of his hand, then circled around him very spiritually, and finally floated in front of him.

"Magic weapon!"

Soon, Mo Xun understood what he had condensed inadvertently.

Without using any materials or refining with heavenly fire, he actually obtained a magic weapon just by relying on the operation of the technique.

This incredible scene made Mo Xun really confused.

Even though he was knowledgeable, he had never heard of such a thing.

He frowned and looked at Gu Qingyue who was still in a daze in the distance.

Seeing that the woman had no reaction, he thought that she was the same as him, and that it was the first time she encountered such a situation, so he swallowed back the words on his lips.

Then, he opened his mouth slightly, and the floating pagoda in front of him was sucked into his stomach.

Then, he felt the existence of the pagoda in the purple mansion.

"It is really a magic weapon!"

But... how can this be said!

A piece of practice can condense a magic weapon?

If so, who in the world would learn to refine weapons? If they practice such a practice, wouldn't all problems be solved?

After a while, Mo Xun slowly accepted this fact.

This kind of magic weapon should be different from ordinary treasures, and this practice is probably not owned by everyone.

Perhaps there is only this one in the entire interface!

At the same time, he also thought of the four words "Tongtian Magic Tower", and the doubts that Gu Qingyue had previously appeared in his mind also emerged.

He summoned the pagoda again, and no longer needed to cast spells to maintain it. The Tongtian Magic Tower still existed.

The next step was to study how to use this thing.

As for this strange technique, we can only study it slowly after we get out. For now, we still have to leave here first.

"Try to operate the Tongtian Magic Tower to see if it can teleport us out?"