Daoist friend, you are a treasure, let me refine it for you

The piety engraved in the bloodline soul is much more reliable than cultivating one's own power.

The Holy Mercy Flower Touch was more useful than expected, but he had no idea of ​​cultivating this son of God who was born from a mortal.

"It's over, prepare to go back to the sect. Don't worry if you stay out for too long."

Taking Hua Yi with him, Jiang Yu returned the same way.

Hua Yi's current mortal body is still too weak. He can be allowed to practice after returning to the sect, otherwise it will be extremely inconvenient with a big belly.

At present, he is not planning to continue cultivating the seeds of the Holy Mercy Flower Touch. In terms of its effect, one plant is enough. He will wait until he settles down in the future.

Back at the sect, Hua Yi's appearance as a pot-bellied woman aroused the curiosity of other disciples. It took a long time of explanation before everyone accepted that this was her true appearance.

After arranging Hua Yi to enter Lingzhi Peak and delivering the exercises and training materials, Jiang Yu continued his magic practice.

Everyone is seizing the time to practice, and everyone knows that there will be drastic changes at some time in the future.

In addition to the inside of the sect, Lin Jinya and the others heard the news about Taixuan Haoyu Sect's arrest of mortals, and found a way to make contact. Together with the Xingmang Society, they became an external force of the sect. They also allocated some of the refining to several people. The soul liquid allows it to develop on its own.

Jiang Yu also didn't expect that the Xingmanghui, which had become one of the five major forces in Linzhao, was secretly instigated by Lin Jinya and others. Although it is not worth mentioning in terms of strength, he is quite satisfied with this clever style and does not mind cultivating it more.

Anyway, the other party can be completely controlled with the soul refining liquid.

In today's Southern Territory, due to Xin Ming's activities, apart from the major sects, the rest of the casual cultivators and family cultivators have tried to hide themselves, for fear that they would gather together and become the target of the devil.

"It's so difficult to control the law. The things Master taught us are simple, you think so, little Tongxin."

In the cave, Qing Shu finished her meditation and sat there for a long time, but there was still no sign of controlling the magic. Several of their fellow apprentices noticed that one person had successfully controlled the magic and began to gradually convert the magic power.

Several of them have tested their spiritual root talents. Guan Ming has middle-grade earth spiritual roots, while the others have no spiritual root talents. Among the five hall masters, Yimu has a middle-grade fire spiritual root, Kuishui has a middle-grade water spiritual root, and the remaining three have no spiritual root talent.

If it weren't for the soul refining liquid, they wouldn't even be able to step into cultivation. It might take decades to just sense Qi.

The gap in cultivation talent is reflected in the realm where one cannot rely on soul refining liquid.

"Yes, yes, but senior sister, please don't call me little Tongxin, okay? I'm not really a child."

They nodded in agreement. This seventh level of Qi Refining is really difficult. They take a lot of soul refining liquid. The mana is more than the ordinary Seventh Level of Qi Refining, but the use of mana is inferior to it, such as spell casting speed and spell mastery. speed......

"Just shout, I'm Senior Sister. What's wrong? Hey, but it would be great if we had the same talent as Senior Brother Guanming. Master wants us to practice hard, but our cultivation hasn't improved much in the past, so Master handed it over to us. The skill has been learned.”

Qingshu sighed. They only look like children now, but in fact their minds are similar to those of ordinary adults, and they are also aware of the gap between their talents.

"Senior Sister Qingshu, you said that our talents are so poor, can we really help Master in the future? Only Senior Brother Guanming and Hall Master Kuishui Yimu are as talented and practice so fast, can they keep up with Master, right? Master We are already building foundations, I think we may never be able to keep up with Master’s speed.”

Tongxin agreed and lowered his head, very confused about the future. It was good to be under the protection of the Master, but he didn't want to stay like this forever. He wanted to grow up and become the Master's right-hand man.

"I don't know either. Master is so powerful. It's not easy for us to help Master. But...as long as we work hard, improve our cultivation, and master all the skills Master teaches us, we will definitely be able to help Master." Yes. Senior sister is helping Master refine the soul refining liquid.

Don't be discouraged. After we build the foundation and settle down, senior sister will take you down the mountain to practice. This is what the story says. Maybe we can still pick up treasures. "

"Really? Senior sister, please don't lie to me. You can tell Master when the time comes."

"You... I'll tell you what I said. Keep practicing. Master won't agree to it if you don't build the foundation."

The two adjusted their breath for a moment and continued to try to find an opportunity to control the law.

More than 100,000 miles away, Mount Lu, the barrier to the north of the Southern Territory, is like the Great Black Mountain, blocking the monks from the Southern Territory.

According to rumors, there is also a great golden elixir demon in Mount Lu. To the north of Mount Lu is another cultivation area with a number of monks that is not inferior to those in the southern region.

At this moment, Mount Lu is covered with dead trees and bare mountains. On the main central peak, several branches are tightly wrapped around a giant snake with the characteristics of a dragon and beast. Each branch is only about a foot thick, with ferocious barbs piercing it. The giant snake's body is constantly absorbing its essence and blood.

Not far away, a group of people in green robes set up an altar to worship, and they worshiped fanatically to the giant snake... To be precise, it should be to the branch that killed the giant snake. Like a grand sacrifice.

Not only people, but also animals everywhere, from tigers and leopards to insects and rats, are all twisting and turning with the man in green robes.

The body of the giant snake hundreds of meters long continued to struggle slightly, and cursed intermittently: "You are all crazy. Worshiping this monster will only cause the soul to be completely destroyed, and it will never be reincarnated!"

Cursing, no one cared, the body of the giant snake gradually shrank and withered, and finally only a hard snake skin and a shining golden pill were left.

When the golden pill appeared, all the people and animals stopped dancing and stared at it.

A huge mouth grew on the branch, swallowed the golden pill in one gulp, and then began to grow. Countless small branches were hung with green plum-like fruits.

Then, people and animals rushed to the branches one after another, crowding forward madly, just to get a small fruit, swallowing it whole as if it were a life-saving elixir, revealing a feeling of intoxication and ecstasy.