Immortal Creation

Sun Lie opened his mouth slightly after hearing this, and shook his head after a long while: "Very few."

"So, the real value of Lava Fairy Palace does not lie in the inheritance of mechanical arts, but in the foundation of the three sects and three dantians?"

Fei Si nodded: "The Lord City Lord is far-sighted, how can we guess at will?"

"In the hundred arts of cultivation, mechanical arts have always been a side door among the side doors. What is worth pursuing?"

"Such three sects of foundational skills are the most valuable treasures!"

Sun Lie nodded and sighed: "So that's it."

Meng Chong clenched his fists, and his fighting spirit was ignited: "I must obtain the three sects' skills and practice the upper, middle and lower dantian together!"

"I can't wait. Old Sun, tell me quickly, how to use the mad rush to help disperse the power?"

Sun Lie laughed: "It's so simple Very. "

"After this battle, you should be able to actively control the running thunder."

"When you disperse your power, you can activate the running thunder at the same time to speed up the process."

"The running thunder talent has a wide range of uses. It is not only for dispersing power, but also for accelerating when you accumulate power."

"In a fierce battle, it can help you increase the power of thunder and restrain Yin-type opponents."

"Ordinary cultivators have to start from their own magic to cultivate supernatural powers. You have the immortal talent of running thunder, which is equivalent to the seed of supernatural power. If you grow step by step, you can transform it into supernatural power!"

"There are other applications, you will slowly experience and explore in the future."

"But be careful, this talent consumes your three treasures of spirit, energy and spirit, and must not be abused excessively."

Meng Chong said, and clasped his fists to express his gratitude.

Sun Lie looked at Fei Si again: "Han Ming came to spy on me many times before, and he was obsessed with the Phoenix Soul Blood Fragrance Pill."

"I was concerned that she was a disciple of the Soul Devouring Sect, so I tolerated her privately and did not pursue it too much."

"This time, she actually wanted to kill me. She and I are already mortal enemies!"

"I added an odorless medicinal fragrance to the six Phoenix Soul Blood Fragrance Pills. I just need to refine a bottle of pills, and you can smell the medicinal fragrance after taking it."

"Follow the medicinal fragrance, you can track down the Phoenix Soul Blood Fragrance Pill! Even if it is taken by a cultivator, as long as it is not detected and cracked, it can be smelled within a few months."

Although Sun Lie is rough and casual, he has been walking in the world of cultivation for so many years, and he is not a vegetarian.

In fact, how could someone who can set up a trap to stimulate Meng Chong's nature not have a strategy?

Fei Si nodded, changed his previous attitude, and said with his hands clasped: "You are worthy of being a master of alchemy. I misunderstood before, please forgive me."

He was a golden elixir, and he was so polite to a foundation-building period, which made Sun Lie look up to him.

Sun Lie was also an old man, nodded slightly, no longer mocking Fei Si, but praised meaningfully: "Lord Huoshi City Lord has a good subordinate."

After dividing the spoils, Sun Lingtong said goodbye to the young guest Ning Zhuo.

Ning Zhuo's voice was hoarse and his expression was indifferent: "Boss Sun, this time thanks to your help. I will remember this favor."

Sun Lingtong smiled: "Hey, brother, will you consider my previous proposal again?"

"Join Bukongmen?" Ning Zhuo shook his head, "I'm not interested."

In Ning Zhuo's opinion: He is from the Ning family, a righteous way, and wants to plot against the Lava Fairy Palace. He can't live a good life, why should he devote himself to the magic way?

Although strictly speaking, Bukong Sect is not a demon sect, it is definitely an evil sect.

Sun Lingtong also shook his head: "But you are suitable to join our sect."

This made Ning Zhuo's heart move slightly.

He thought of his guess in Lava Fairy Palace that he might have hidden a talent, and this talent is better than early intelligence.

Ning Zhuo probed: "I heard that Bukong Sect likes to recruit cultivators with hand talents. For example, the Fragrance-stealing Jade Hand, the Void Dislocation Hand, the Flowing Light Weaving Shadow Hand, the Seven-skilled Hand, the Cloud-piercing Hand, etc."

"Could it be that I have this kind of talent, so you, Boss Sun, have always valued me?"

Sun Lingtong shook his head: "I'm not the guide elder in the sect, how can I tell?"

"I think you are born to be a demon."

Ning Zhuo's tone sank: "Don't make such jokes in the future."

Sun Lingtong glared and shouted: "Don't disbelieve it, my eyes are the most accurate in judging people."

"Enough." Ning Zhuo interrupted.

Sun Lingtong chuckled: "Well. What should we do with these pills we snatched?"

Ning Zhuo said: "My real goal is to capture Han Ming alive. These pills are hot to handle, so let's deal with them all."

"I don't believe that Sun Lie, who was spied on by Han Ming many times, didn't tamper with the pills."

Sun Lingtong gave a thumbs up: "Brother, you are still as cautious as ever. But, isn't it a pity to deal with them all?"

"According to my Bukongmen's methods, as long as I am given some time to test, even the most secretive backhand can be detected."

"After all, Sun Lie is only at the peak of foundation building."

Ning Zhuo shook his head: "I strongly advise you not to do this."

"This time, we accidentally ran into Meng Chong. He is the grandson of Yuanying, and our actions may be interpreted as a conspiracy against Meng Chong."

"I'm afraid that Fei Si has already started investigating us now."

"Time is tight, and you can't test slowly. You should be more careful, and deal with these pills immediately!" Ning Zhuo emphasized again.

Sun Lingtong patted his chest and nodded: "You are right, I still want to stay in Huoshi Xiancheng."

"But, how to deal with it?"

Ning Zhuo snorted coldly: "Isn't this simple? Just throw it into the fire persimmon forest."

Sun Lingtong was stunned, then his eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands and praised: "Great, great, really great!"

After saying goodbye to Sun Lingtong, Ning Zhuo took the spoils and returned to the underground base.

In the dark underground prison cell.

A basin of cold water was poured on Han Ming's face.

Han Ming lowered his head, closed his eyes, and did not move.

The young man Ning Zhuo sneered hoarsely: "Don't pretend, Han Ming. You have recovered your consciousness half a cup of tea ago."

Han Ming gritted his teeth and opened his eyes suddenly, with murderous intent and hatred undisguised: "How dare you black-eat black!"

"I am a disciple of the Soul Devouring Sect. If you want to kill me, think about the consequences!"

Ning Zhuo sighed in his heart: He wanted to hide himself, work hard in secret, and attack the Lava Fairy Palace, but he didn't think about offending the Demon Sect.

But there is no way.

In his current situation, he had no choice but to move forward. If he took a step back, no, a step slower, he would fall into an abyss from which he could never recover.

"Even rabbits bite when they are cornered, let alone humans."

There was no need to express the helplessness in his heart.

Ning Zhuo looked at Han Ming and stared at her quietly.

Han Ming felt frightened by Ning Zhuo's stare.

She gradually misunderstood, her face softened, and she put on a helpless and weak attitude, saying, "Okay, I admit defeat this time. If you let me go, I promise to do anything for you."