Mortal Cultivation: Starting from a Casual Cultivator

Simply relying on the accumulation of the ancient spirit bird itself, the probability of Wufeng being able to advance in one fell swoop is less than 10%.

Even with the many auxiliary things he has been looking for over the years, the probability is still less than 15%. Because all he could get was three level 7 fire-type demon pills, and some high-level fire-type spirit grasses.

And these spiritual things are indeed of great help to the advancement of the fifth and sixth levels. He was able to get rid of the small-sized Wufeng cubs from the slow accumulation of the monster race, and grow rapidly to the current seventh-level peak in just three hundred years.

However, the effect of this level of demon pill spirit grass on advancing to the seventh level is greatly reduced.

Even if he had prepared three of the seventh-level demon pills in advance, there were also eight thousand-year-old fire-type spiritual grasses that could improve Wufeng's cultivation a little.

Eighth grade is different.

One eighth-level demon pill is worth more than a dozen seven-level ones! If it is the eighth-level demon pill of an ancient fire-type spirit bird like Haoyang Bird, the effect is much better than other fire-type demon pills!

As for the accumulation of the black phoenix he raised in various aspects and the current situation, he is too clear.

One eighth-level Haoyang bird demon pill and two eighth-level fire-type demon pills, I dare not say that they will definitely promote Wufeng's advancement, but I am 70% to 80% sure that he has it!

Seventy to eighty percent.

He believed his bird could do it.

"Fellow Daoist is really a big deal!"

Taoist Kuzhu sighed.

"Heh, everyone gets what they need. Speaking of which, fellow Taoists don't ask me where this Haoyang bird inner alchemy came from?"

Wang Li took a sip of the spiritual tea by himself.

"What is there to ask? Although ancient spirit birds are rare, this world is vast and abundant. Places such as Wanyao Valley, the depths of the open sea, and even the ice sea all have traces of spirit birds appearing. No matter what channel Wu Daoyou came from, or How did I get it, is it important? And what does the item provided by Wu Daoyou have to do with me? This old man doesn’t need to know, and I don’t want to know!”

Anyway, it's impossible for you to steal the eighth-level Haoyang Bird from Yueyang Palace.

What am I afraid of?

"It's really pleasant to make a deal with Fellow Daoist Bitter Bamboo. So, is Fellow Daoist willing to make this deal?"

Wang Li smiled.

The boy opposite also smiled:

"Why did the old man refuse?"

Every ancient spirit bird has special and powerful abilities in its blood.

Like the consonant peacock, its five-color aura even has the supernatural power to isolate the aura of heaven and earth. The five-color aura released by the consonant peacock above level eight can even stabilize the space channel in the interface for a short time!

Another example is the Zhiyang bird, the flame sky can overcome evil spirits and ghosts, a living Zhiyang bird of level seven can pose a huge threat to the ghost king of the Yuanying level, and this bird of level eight will be terrified even if faced with a big ghost king.

Another example is the Haoyang Bird, the flame temperature is super high, after the eighth level, it is no problem to burn the river and boil the sea.

Wufeng, as one of the branches of Fire Phoenix, is as famous as Haoyang Bird. But as a phoenix, after reaching the eighth or ninth level, like the ice phoenix in Binghai, he can awaken a trace of space magic that comes with the blood of the real phoenix. And with the growth of cultivation base, with the little bit of purification of the blood, this use of the power of space can also grow steadily. Bingfeng is an example.

Especially the tenth level achievement, ushering in the first wave of transformation of most birds.

Once you pass through the Lightning Tribulation of Transformation, you can also greatly increase your own potential.

At this time, the strength and future potential of the ancient spirit birds of the same level are generally far above the powerful blood of the Jiaolong!

Don't talk about the distance, just talk about the moment.

If Wu Feng can advance to the eighth level, his bitter bamboo will not only provide a big help out of thin air, but also leave an amazing wealth to future generations.

"Friend Bitter Bamboo, how long will it take for Wufeng to advance?"

If it takes too long, he will go to work on Yinyang Cave and Jiuyouzong first.

"Based on the old man's estimate, the results will be known within three years at most."

The boy laughed.

"too long"

Wang Li frowned.

His time is always stuck in the "sky" unit, not to mention asking him to wait here for three years, even half a year is suffering:

"In this way, I will take off a section of the root of the Tiansang Shenmu first, and I will also print a copy of the Dao Dao Collection of the Daoist, and I will wait three years for the long feathers of the Wufeng, and then Wu will come to pick it in person. What do you think? "

While speaking, each hot box containing an eighth-level demon pill was placed on the tea table between the two of them.

After the old man Kuzhu checked one by one, his eyes became brighter.

On the one hand, these three demon pills are indeed not mixed with water, and they are all very fresh. Especially the demon pill of the eighth-level Haoyang bird, it seems that it has only been taken out for two days! It is definitely not a defective product that has lost a lot of essence after being stored for hundreds of years. On the other hand, the color is quite good, and the purity of the essence in it is very high, which is just suitable for Wufeng:

"Yes. Fellow Daoist, don't worry, no matter whether Wufeng is advanced or not, I will keep his long plume for you."

"It's so good."

Soon, the related classics of formation and Taoism and a newly unearthed root of the Tiansang Shenmu were in Wang Li's hands, and they were transplanted into the landscape map.

Afterwards, out of curiosity about the level of old man Kuzhu's formation, Wang Li also learned the opponent's sword formation.

The sword formation formed by more than a hundred green flying swords is quite extraordinary at the level of the middle stage of the Nascent Soul.

This also proves that Qing Yuanzi is a master of Dao!

By the way, it confirmed Wang Li's guess in the early years: that is the Da Geng Sword Formation, which can be strengthened with the help of a formation master! What level the sword formation can reach in the end depends on the level of the formation master!

However, at this moment, a specially made sound-transmitting talisman spanned hundreds of millions of miles of magnificent mountains and rivers, and followed Wang Li's divine consciousness imprint from an unknown distant place to strike at a speed far beyond the limit of the god-forming stage. shoot!

"Eh?"

In the bamboo grove, Wang Li, who was talking happily with the old man Kuzhu and hated seeing each other for so long, suddenly had a deep feeling.

But just when this sound transmission talisman plunged into the Wanmu formation, it was slightly blocked by the formation and its speed dropped suddenly.

Outside the large formation, a big hand was formed out of thin air, and then suddenly reached out, forcibly snatching the golden talisman.

"Yeah, grandfather, grandfather, what is this?"

Those who come are one old and one young.

The elder is a young man in his early twenties with unfathomable cultivation. Beside him, there is a six or seven-year-old girl with powder-carved jade bracelets, who is staring curiously at her grandfather's hands as she struggles. The golden talisman that can't be freed is full of little stars.

"This should be the Ancient Thousand Miles Sound Transmission Talisman."

The young man lovingly squeezed the girl's rosy cheeks.

"Are the sound transmission symbols still divided into ancient and present?"

The little girl's eyes became more curious about new things.

"Normally speaking, there is no distinction between ancient and modern sound transmission talismans; but this one is different. It was sacrificed by the ancient great supernatural powers with special refining methods before ascension. As long as it is in this world, this talisman Regardless of the distance, it can reach any place without space separation at a speed that is hundreds or even hundreds of times faster than ordinary sound-transmitting talismans! Speaking of which, your grandfather and I were able to pick this talisman thanks to Kuzhu Nasi, the ten thousand trees The momentary delay of the big formation."

Holding Xiaonizi's little hand, the young man patiently explained:

"And as far as I know, in this world today, there are not many such ancient sound transmission symbols left."

The girl's eyes brightened when she heard the words.

Skillfully blessed himself a Yufeng operation, he quickly climbed onto the young man's shoulders, holding the young man's arm without letting go:

"Is it very precious?"

"Well, they are very precious and rare. Only those who inherit the great sects will keep a few of them."

"Then grandfather, can you play with Luxiu for a while?"

The little girl's sudden cuteness made the youth dumbfounded.

"You girl, don't forget what you are here for? I took this Wanli sound transmission talisman, one is to see Lie Xinxi, and the other is to catch the handle of Bitter Bamboo, to see if I can get some benefits for you; hum, That Kuzhu guy is really deep enough to hide quietly, he is said to be a casual cultivator overseas, but is he actually a pawn nailed by a certain sect in this sea area?"

The young man was thoughtful, as if he had thought of something, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Change the place, change the person, so that he will not recklessly intercept the other party's sound transmission talisman, not to mention the ancient Wanli sound transmission talisman! That is tantamount to forging a big enmity with others!

But facing the old man Kuzhu on Kuzhu Island, he didn't have so many scruples.

This time, if his precious granddaughter is not allowed to use the body-quenching liquid refined from the sap of the heavenly mulberry tree as the main ingredient, to take a comfortable bath, and to improve her cultivation talent as much as possible, she will not be able to take this sound transmission talisman back. .

"Grandfather is so stingy."

The girl pouted, and hurriedly climbed off her grandfather again, feeling a little sulking all by herself.

Unexpectedly, the young man hugged the little girl into his arms again, and then ruthlessly kissed his unique and precious granddaughter on the face.

What is even more speechless is that the granddaughter who was kissed on the small face directly burst into tears, her big watery eyes were full of tears, and her small hands kept wiping her face. A face of disgust and grievance.

Seeing this, the young man laughed loudly.

At this moment, Wang Li, who had an ugly complexion, and the white-haired boy with the same complex complexion, Kuzhu, emerged from the Wanmu formation together.

For Wang Li, this smile was too provocative.

For Ku Zhu, this old acquaintance's smile really embarrasses him.

Why are you intercepting other people's sound transmission symbols? !

When the young man saw his old acquaintance come out to greet him in person, he had a real smile on his face, and planned to use the ancient ten-thousand-mile sound transmission talisman that he cut off just now to blackmail a hush money. But seeing the stinky face of the old acquaintance, and the even more stinky face of another young man next to the old acquaintance, his eyelids suddenly jumped wildly.

A bad premonition rose from the bottom of my heart!

As the saying goes, do whatever you want:

"Fellow Taoist, can you return the Wanli Sound Transmission Talisman sent to Wu by Wu's sect?"

At this moment, Wang Li was quite annoyed.

If it weren't for the old man Kuzhu who used his character to ensure that the visitor would not be malicious, and would act as a peacemaker after repeated persuasion; if he hadn't seen a little girl with a third-level Qi refining next to the visitor, he would really pick things up so that his little granddaughter would not be killed. bring.

He said that the other party is likely to be a corpse now.

"That sound transmission talisman really isn't yours, Kuzhu?"

The spiritual consciousness swept away the cultivation base on the opposite side.

Good guy, also a big monk!

And it gave him the feeling that it was quite dangerous! A certain secret technique of perception that he practiced gave him a red exclamation mark in his mind all the time!

The smiles on the young man's face were all restrained, and his complexion became extremely dignified.

At the same time, he put down the little girl with extreme vigilance, then blessed her with several defensive methods with a wave of his hand, and placed it behind him.

Then he solemnly clasped his fists and said apologetically:

"It was Zheng who was reckless earlier. Here is the Wanli Sound Transmission Talisman, please check it out."

While speaking, a golden palm talisman arrived in front of Wang Li.

Fortunately, the Wanli Sound Transmission Amulet is different from other ordinary sound transmission symbols: this talisman can only be used once, and once someone reads its content, it will soon collapse into little stars and cease to exist! Therefore, whether the sound transmission talisman has been viewed in advance can be well judged from whether the sound transmission talisman has started to collapse.

It is precisely because of this that the youth believes that this misunderstanding is easy to deal with.

This should be replaced with an ordinary sound transmission talisman, but the yellow mud will fall off the crotch.

Of course, if it weren't for the ancient Wanli Sound Transmission Talisman, the young man would not have seen Lie Xinxi's slut cut off.

Otherwise, if they are friends, they will have to turn their backs on the spot.

"It seems that Fellow Daoist has already made some mental preparations."

After reading the content of the Wanli Sound Transmission Talisman, Wang Li's gloomy mood improved a lot. Originally, for a moment, he planned to send the grandpa and grandson opposite to see God together.

"Fellow Daoist isn't going to demand a compensation from Mr. Zheng?"

Zheng Zha frowned.

"Wu won't miss compensation or something, but that's when you can catch Wu's blow. If you can't take it, isn't all your wealth also belongs to Wu? And when the time comes, let alone Wu Someone didn't give you a chance."

"Hmph, what a big breath."

The young man was very displeased with Wang Li's arrogance.

As the one with the highest cultivation base and the strongest strength among the four major casual cultivators of the Great Jin Dynasty, let alone one of the same level can find one who can severely injure him with one move, or even kill him in seconds, it is to find one who can compete with him. not easy.

Let's just say that Yi Xitian, who is also one of the Four Great Loose Cultivators, is famous enough, right? As one of the two people who are most likely to become gods in Dajin, everyone in the world of Dajin cultivators knows everyone!

But in the private discussions so far, which one was not beaten by him to the point where he couldn't find his way?

There is also a difference between the Great Cultivator after the Yuan Dynasty!

"Fellow Daoist Bitter Bamboo, Luxiu will trouble fellow Daoist to take care of you first."

The young man turned his head to look at the white-haired boy.

"good."

The old bitter bamboo nodded.

And the little girl, who sensed that the atmosphere around her was not right, tugged at the young man's sleeve nervously and worriedly:

"grandfather."

"Luxiu is obedient. Grandfather is just exercising a move with this unfamiliar fellow Taoist."

When the little girl was carried away, the air around her suddenly froze.

"Zheng Daoyou, you don't need to take it hard, you can dodge Wu's move."

Probably because of the kindness in his heart, Wang Li kindly reminded the young man opposite him. Be sure to believe that this is not provocative, not pretending to be X, just because of the fault of an adult, the disaster will finally befall a little one.

After all, once the surname Zheng died, this woman would never leave Bitter Bamboo Island alive.

Some results are not determined by good or evil.

"Oh, let's make a move."

There was a sword cry, and Wang Li stood behind Zheng Zha in a blink of an eye.

The Green Bamboo Fengyun Sword in his hand slowly retracted into the "sword sheath" of his body.

"Oh? Similar to the spirit-transforming talisman, is it a top-level talisman with the effect of transforming catastrophe?"

The young man took Wang Li's sword hard, and the several high-quality defensive ancient treasures in front of him, which were at least high-level, split in half after Wang Li's voice fell! The aura of body protection on his body was also split front and back!

However, the young man didn't have the slightest injury on his body, but his complexion was abruptly pale as snow!

In his body, a secret treasure for the robbery has endured everything for him. At this moment, it has turned into a little bit of aura and dissipated in his body, and by the way, it has fed back a wave of his physical body, making it reach an unprecedented peak!

It's a pity that such a peak period is the biggest hole card of the fatal moment, but it was wasted here.

"Wow.!"

A mouthful of reverse blood couldn't hold back from spurting out.

This was not caused by a sword wound, but caused by depressed internal injuries.

It really hurts my heart.

The damage to a few high-level ancient treasures and one top-level ancient treasure is nothing more than nothing, but the rare treasure that has been nourished in his body for more than 800 years is his biggest trump card!

Fortunately, this hole card is gone because of a bad hand, just because of a hard mouth.

Why didn't I hide just now?

What's even more troublesome is that after losing this treasure, he still can't find the other party to vent, and he has no place to reason.

It is tantamount to losing for nothing!

The days and nights of more than eight hundred years!

My heart was in a panic.

"Ah poof!"

Another mouthful of thousand-year-old blood.