Immortal cultivation starts with copying

The nature of fire is endless, so a new leg will grow right away.

Chen Yunhao's hand technique changed, and the Golden Crow's body shook in the air, transforming from one big Golden Crow into twelve small Golden Crows.

These twelve little golden crows were arranged in a formation in the air, surrounding the bloodthirsty insects in the formation.

Twelve golden crows sprayed divine fire from their mouths, forming a flaming cage, allowing the bloodthirsty insects to rush left and right in the formation, unable to escape.

As Chen Yunhao continued to speed up his movements, the flame-like cage shrank smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a head-sized flame ball, directly wrapping the bloodthirsty insect in the middle.

Within a moment, the bloodthirsty insect was reduced to ashes.

The late-stage foundation-building monk who was chasing Wu Songqing at the moment turned his head and glanced in the direction of Chen Yunhao, with surprise and a sense of physical pain on his face.

Because he had a spiritual connection with the bloodthirsty bugs, it took him nearly a hundred years to cultivate two bloodthirsty bugs. How could he not feel pain in his heart?

According to his idea, Chen Yunhao has the lowest cultivation level, and the bloodthirsty insect is comparable to the strength of the middle stage of foundation building, so he should be able to kill Chen Yunhao.

Now it seems that none of these three people is a fuel-efficient lamp, and the one with the lowest cultivation level also made him miss him.

As for Wu Songqing, who was not far ahead, it was even more unexpected. Whenever he was about to catch up, Wu Songqing would always find a way to escape again.

After Chen Yunhao killed the bloodthirsty insects, he stood there and waited for a while.

He wanted to see if anyone was chasing him, but after waiting for half an hour and seeing no one, he got on the flying boat and returned to Thunder Island.

Although Wu Songqing's relationship with him was not bad, the rules of the immortal cultivators were that it was better to do less than to do more, and he himself could not reveal his identity.

So from the beginning, he never thought about rescuing Wu Songqing. Whether he lived or died depended on his own ability.

This cannot be said to be selfish, after all, his current cultivation level is the third level of foundation building.

In the eyes of outsiders, it was good for him to save his life. He was not so righteous and wanted to save others.

As for Su Wen, it didn't even matter. The two had just met today and hadn't spoken more than three sentences. His life and death had nothing to do with him.

Returning to Leixiao City from the sea, Chen Yunhao did not see Wu Songqing in the city for six or seven days.

However, on the fourth day, Chen Yunhao saw Su Wen setting up a stall in the market to sell talismans.

Su Wen was stunned for a moment when he saw Chen Yunhao. He really didn't expect that Chen Yunhao could escape with his life.

However, the two of them had no communication and just nodded to each other.

Five days later, a large flying boat flew over Leixiao City.

Although this airship is not as big as the Chamber of Commerce's cross-sea ship, it is still a large airship that can carry hundreds of people.

The flying boat was sparkling with light, and it looked like it was of high quality. There were petal-shaped marks on each side of the flying boat.

When the flying boat landed, Chen Yunhao happened to be practicing in the room. He only found out after the fact.

Of course, this matter had already spread in Leixiao City, and it was the fairies from Ziwei Palace who came.

They will stay briefly in Leixiao City for two or three days, and then go to Thunder Mountain.

The arrival of the fairies from Ziwei Palace really caused a sensation, and the neighborhood where they stayed was packed with people.

Especially the young monks in Leixiao City, all of them wanted to catch a glimpse of her beauty, and they really stayed up all night.

On the contrary, the arrival of the Qingtian Sect two days later was uneventful, and each and every tall man rushed to see it.

Chen Yunhao's character is most afraid of joining in the fun, and he doesn't like to join in the fun.

In the Fengling Tomb, he had long been accustomed to being alone, and his personality had become somewhat introverted.

So whether it was the arrival of Ziwei Palace or the Qingtian Sect, he had not even stepped out of the gate in the past few days.

After the two factions left Leixiao City, he came out for some air.

But this time in the market, he saw a familiar figure again.

"Brother Wu, I haven't seen you for a while..."

"It's hard to explain in words! Forgive me, forgive me...!"

Wu Songqing smiled bitterly and bowed to Chen Yunhao repeatedly.

"I heard from Su Wen that you were back a few days ago. Brother, I feel guilty, otherwise I would go directly to see you!"

"It doesn't matter, it's just that Brother Wu may have missed the opportunity to see the beauty of Fairy Ziwei Palace!"

Chen Yunhao waved his hand and said jokingly.

Wu Songqing smiled awkwardly, it was all caused by his greed for beauty, otherwise he would not have gained any benefit from this trip, and he would have been depleted of energy and blood for more than half a month.

"Brother Wu, have you found Xu Chong?"

After this happened and a trap was set, it was impossible to say that Chen Yunhao didn't have any ideas in his heart.

He is not made of clay, and the Clay Bodhisattva is still very rustic. If he encounters Xu Chong alone in the future, you will see how hard he will make a move!

"He ran away early. A few days ago, Su Wen and I made an appointment with some other Taoist friends and searched around the city. The place where he originally lived has long been deserted..."

Wu Songqing said through gritted teeth.

After bidding farewell to Wu Songqing, Chen Yunhao went straight to Bailian Pavilion.

He had already exceeded the time he agreed with Bailian Pavilion because the city was too noisy and lively in the past few days and he didn't go out for several days.

When he arrived at Bailian Pavilion, the monk who received him was changed to another person.

"Senior, do you need any magic weapons?"

"I made an appointment with you, Master Yao, to pick up my custom-made magic weapon."

Chen Yunhao waved his hand and said.

"But Senior Hu?"

Seeing Chen Yunhao nodded, the young monk of Bailian Pavilion hurriedly led Chen Yunhao to the second floor.

Chen Yunhao was a client personally instructed by Master Yao and enjoyed special treatment.

Chen Yunhao just sat in the quiet room for a while, and saw Master Yao push the door open with a smile on his face.

"Brother Hu, you have been waiting for you!"

Master Yao patted Chen Yunhao's shoulder enthusiastically as soon as he met him.

"Master Yao, you are too polite. My two magic weapons...?"

Chen Yunhao was a little puzzled as to why Master Yao was so enthusiastic. You know, famous weapon refiners like them are very arrogant.

"It has been refined a long time ago, just waiting for you."

Master Yao said as he waved his hand gently on the table, and two treasures appeared on the table.

Chen Yunhao took a quick glance and saw the more exquisite storage ring on Master Yao's hand.

Although the internal space of this storage ring is not as large as the storage bracelet, it is not comparable to the storage bag.

Especially the storage ring, which is more complicated to refine, not much easier than the storage bracelet.

After all, it is a major sect of refining equipment, and the equipment is all high-end.

The two treasures are of course Chen Yunhao's armor and the upgraded dark thorn.

The armor is rolled into a ball, only the size of a fist, very thin and soft, but it is a real mid-grade magic weapon.

Especially when it is refined with the demon skin of the transformation period, and some refining materials are added in the middle, its flexibility, comfort and defense are all remarkable.