Demi-Humans Cultivating Demons: I Use My Own Corpse To Refine Bones

The next day, the sun rises,

Mo Bai was walking on the main road in the city, his destination was the White Bone Temple. He had not forgotten the two unusual outer disciples the day before.

This time, I was going to 'ask' the fat old man and the thin old man in the White Bone Temple if they knew anything about it.

If the result is not satisfactory, Mo Bai does not mind using some means.

At this moment, a bone flying boat more than a hundred feet long suddenly appeared in the sky, with demonic energy billowing from it, and skeleton Taoist soldiers looming.

The bone flying boat landed slowly. At the head of the boat stood a female cultivator with a cold and noble temperament. She was wearing a black robe with white bones and beautiful eyes.

"Those who have made breakthroughs in Qi training among the handyman disciples are limited to one hour to board the boat.

I will lead you to entry and promotion! "

The female cultivator's voice spread throughout the city.

Suddenly, the city was boiling with excitement. Many servant disciples showed joy on their faces, took several talismans in succession, and rushed over.

"True disciple! Foundation building overhaul!"

Mo Bai's expression changed slightly.

He never expected that today would be the day to board the boat, and that a true disciple would personally greet him.

In the past four years, according to Mo Bai's personal experience, the Bone Sect will not bother any more mortals after throwing them into the city of servants who are qualified to practice.

Most of the time it was just free-range, not to mention guidance from seniors, and there were very few elixirs.

After all, in the eyes of the White Bone Sect, the handyman disciples are not considered real disciples at all, so they adopt such a free rein policy.

Of course, the deeper reason is that there are too many handyman disciples, and keeping them free is the only way.

But when the handyman disciples break through the Qi training, the situation is different. The White Bone Sect will take the Qi training disciples back to the mountain gate and start spending resources to train them.

This time the bone boat is responsible for bringing the handyman disciples who have just made a breakthrough in Qi training back to the real sect.

It is said that after arriving at the sect, there will be more cruel trials. Only those who pass can be qualified to become an outer disciple of the Bone Sect.

"Hey, I can only let those two people go for the time being."

Mo Bai sighed and rushed towards the Bone Flying Boat. Boarding the boat was too crucial. If he missed this time, he didn't know how long he would have to wait.

...

An hour passed quickly. When the time came, the cold female cultivator at the head of the boat opened her eyes.

"The time has come, get up!"

The huge bone boat rose into the sky, and the demonic cloud rolled, heading towards the main vein of the White Bone Mountain Range, where the real White Bone Gate is located.

The bone boat was as quiet as night.

Intimidated by the female cultivator, the handyman disciples in the middle part of the boat kept their mouths shut and sat in an orderly manner, fearing that the female cultivator would be dissatisfied and kill them.

Suddenly, the female cultivator spoke:

"Ahead is the Bone Mountain, where my Bone Gate is."

Only then did the servants dare to look carefully.

Mo Bai was equally curious, pretending to behave like an ordinary handyman disciple.

At a glance,

In the endless distance, there are endless peaks everywhere among the mountains.

Some are bare and full of gloom; some are densely covered with bones and have a hint of nobility.

The sky was gray and seemed to be forever shrouded in dark clouds.

On the hundreds of peaks, there are half-jointed bone trees and dense white bones, showing the aura of the devil.

At the very depths of the highest peak, amidst the howling demonic energy, there is a huge city of bones looming, floating in the air, making people think it is an illusion.

Mo Bai was shocked by the demonic power of the Bone Mountain Gate.

"This is the real Bone Demon Sect!"

The other handyman disciples widened their eyes, looked excited, and their hearts surged.

Just when the White Bone Flying Boat landed in front of the gate of White Bone Mountain, sharp screams sounded, piercing people's ears, one after another.

In the frightened eyes of the handyman disciples, more than a dozen small gray dots shot straight towards them like arrows in the distance.

At first it was the size of a rosary bead, but when it reached the sky above the bone boat, it turned out to be a bone-winged bird whose head was bigger than a horned ox.

The eyes of these bone-winged birds were scarlet, and their wings spread several feet. The wind and waves they caused almost made the handyman disciples fall down, especially the pair of bone claws, which were dotted with cold light, as if they were cast from fine iron.

What frightened the servant disciples even more was that on the backs of these bone-winged birds were young monks wearing pale white robes with silver collars.

There is a pair of bone claws printed on the robe. They are both outer disciples. They look arrogant, and they are about to land on the flying boat while driving the bone-winged bird.

This time, whether intentionally or unintentionally, the landing place happened to be the middle area of ​​the boat where the handyman disciples gathered.

The handyman disciples fled in all directions, and Mo Bai also pretended to avoid it.

There were only a few who were probably frightened by the bone-winged bird and froze in place.

"ah!"

The bone claws made of fine steel scratched fiercely, and several servant disciples who were frightened immediately let out pitiful screams, and several large bloody holes appeared on their bodies.

Then, these outer disciples stepped on bone magic weapons under their feet, flew down, and landed on the bone boat, seeming to enjoy the panic and fear of the handyman disciples.

"Are you under Senior Brother Yan?"

At this moment, the voice of the cold and charming female cultivator came from the head of the boat, implying anger.