Mortal Cultivation: Starting from a Casual Cultivator

ps: There are more than a thousand words in yesterday's chapter about the added content of strength positioning. If you are interested, you can go and have a look.

After more than a month of consolidation.

"Senior, go, enter the land of the Styx."

Wang Li called out to the waking little Luohu.

"Yeah, the inventory in my stomach hasn't been fully digested yet, so it's going in again?"

The little guy jumped onto someone's shoulder, and then patted his own belly.

"No! This time, let's go around the land of the Styx laid down by the mayfly tribe, and use this folded space to go to some places in the territory of the flying spirit tribe."

Wang Li laughed.

"What are you doing in the territory of those little bad birds?"

Little Rahu blinked curiously.

"There are some good things over there, which should help you improve your strength, senior."

After a while, the two entered the land of the Styx.

After walking along the dead and silent Styx for a long distance, Wang Li stopped in his tracks:

"Senior, take a look at tearing up the space from here. I'll ask Qing to go out with a sensor that has part of your aura first, and find some monsters to confirm the approximate location."

"good."

For the good things in Wang Li's mouth, little Luohu was also a little interested.

And tearing the space is not difficult for him.

No, after I don’t know how many layers of space barriers were torn apart, the little guy used his body to support the space gap from healing, until he poked his head out and looked at the world outside the passage a few times, and made sure that there was no threat. Qing sent it out.

The outside world is a lush virgin forest.

There are very few high-level monsters.

Qing caught a demon cultivator at the transformation stage and searched his soul, and determined that this was the jurisdiction of a large branch of the Flying Spirit Clan, and it was still far away from the territory of the Tianpeng Clan. After silence, without stopping, he immediately activated the induction device, which made little Luohu feel it.

The little guy tore apart the space again and took it back to the land of the Styx.

"Mark it well and change the place."

Wrap a map on the outside of a book, and the ants under the Mahayana will drive on it. They can only follow the inherent track of the map from the back of the book to the front of the book!

But the Mahayana period and even the true spirit often tear the space directly, which is equivalent to the pages and papers that run through the layers of the book!

Choose the path of "the shortest straight line between two points"!

Repeated this way, tossing for several hours.

From a certain branch of the Flying Spirit Clan to finally reaching the small branch of the Tianpeng Clan, the journey span that would take at least four or five months for an outsider to fuse has been achieved!

Wang Li and Xiao Luohu are on an island at the moment.

Half of the island is a blessed land with a lot of spiritual grass and rich aura, while the other half is shrouded in a vast sea of ​​black mist.

At least at first, he thought it was an island.

It is a super-large island with a long strip shape as a whole, and its north-south span is even greater than that of Tianlan Grassland in the lower realm.

This sea of ​​fog is so big that even if a cultivator in the mid-transformation stage flies along the edge, he will never be able to go from the south to the north within a month.

The black mist is very strange.

In the covered area, there is no trace of vegetation, and even the rocks and soil on the ground are black and dry, it is a deserted place.

I caught a few low-level monsters and tried to drive them into the mist, but these low-level monsters would rather die on the spot than take a step forward!

Throwing a few green trees into the mist, as a result, in a short while, a few big trees turned from green to yellow, and instantly withered into dust.

It can devour life!

There is no doubt that this black mist was transformed by the Yin energy of the true spirit!

But little Luohu didn't mean to be polite to anyone, his waist changed, and he transformed into a figure that covered the sky and the sun for more than ten thousand miles, and immediately swallowed it with big mouthfuls!

For other living beings, these true spirits are not only useless, but harmful, unless they are used to refine insidious treasures;

But for Rahu, a relatively special race, the true spirit yin energy here is a great supplement!

What's more, this is the loss of the independent space in the land of the Styx!

It is the relic of the old Rahu.

However, just as the little guy was eating and drinking, a long and extremely angry cry came from the depths of the foggy sea.

Hearing this cry, before Wang Li fled far away, he did not forget to remind little Luohu:

"Senior, another dead bad bird is about to come out, be careful! By the way, this is the territory of the Flying Spirits, you must move quickly."

"One by one, always bullying our old Luo's family"

The pupils, like two little suns, stared fiercely at the depths of the black mist.

At this time, the long cry also rapidly became louder, becoming louder and louder for several minutes.

Obviously, the things inside are rushing from the extreme depths to the edge area here.

But listening to this cry, Wang Li always felt weird.

In less than half a cup of tea, there was a sudden gust of wind howling in the black mist, a white shadow flashed out of the shallow mist, and rushed straight to the little Luohu in mid-air mixed with a strong fishy smell!

When I looked closely, it turned out to be a giant white-skeleton bird with nine different heads and a body size of thousands of miles!

The eyes of each of its heads were burning with dense green will-o'-the-wisps at this time, and it was as fierce as adding fuel to the fire!

You can see his anger.

Between its huge skeletal body, wisps of black ink-like yin qi coiled around, like ink stains flowing in water.

This is the psychic skeleton of the real nine-headed bird!

"grumble"

With the sound of this bird's cry, within tens of thousands of miles, all creatures below the Nascent Soul level immediately rolled their eyes and fainted on the spot.

A large piece of fish on the sea surface turned up with the white belly facing upwards.

Even Wang Li, who reacted quickly and hid tens of thousands of miles away, felt a slight sense of dizziness at this moment.

This long cry originated from the level of spiritual consciousness and spread extremely widely.

"It's just that the nine-headed bird in the second stage of corpse transformation is so strong? If this becomes the nine-headed corpse in the third stage, then it's okay?"

Wang Li's expression became serious.

At the same time, I looked forward to it even more.

Because he and Crying Soul seem to be able to gain a lot.

For the little monkeys who have developed spiritual intelligence, already possessed the ability to change form, and are not bad at refining monsters in the Void Stage, if they can devour the psychic ghost of the nine-headed bird, there will be many benefits!

For him, the advantage lies in the ferocious evil spirit of the nine-headed bird!

And this true spirit skeleton itself!

"Moomoo. It's so noisy. The big bad bird likes to chirp. I'll beat you to death."

The course of the battle was short.

After all, the strength gap between the two sides is too great.

Little Luohu is now, not when he first came to the spirit world.

Although it is still only a juvenile body, it definitely has the qualifications to be positive in the middle stage of Mahayana.

The nine-headed bird is also at the peak level of fit.

Not in one dimension at all.

Speaking of which, if it were someone else, the nine-headed bird could use the true spirit yin energy here to bless itself and deal with the opponent. But in front of the little Luohu, using this part of the true spirit leaked from the old Luohu's belly against the enemy is simply because he is uncomfortable.

"Xiao Wang, Xiao Wang, how do we divide the spoils?"

After the fight and full of food, the little guy decisively jumped onto Wang Li's shoulder.

This sea of ​​fog is huge, save some food, enough for him to eat twenty or thirty meals.

"Senior, the sea of ​​fog will belong to you, and the big bad bird will belong to me for the time being, okay?"

Wang Li laughed.

"Okay! Anyway, it's useless for me to have this skeleton! Um... You said earlier, let me help you separate the evil spirit and the psychic demon soul from his body. This is easy to handle. Then, shall we strip it here? ?”

Sitting on his shoulders dangling his little feet, the little guy hiccupped and said with signs of sleepiness.

Eat too much again?

"Senior, let's go back first, and come back to this place after a while."

Although there is little movement here, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no eyeliner of the Tianpeng clan in this sea area, which will attract the great elder of the Tianpeng clan at the fusion stage and cause some unnecessary troubles.

Said, urged Qing and Aizen.

Qing was on the side of the peninsula's spiritual veins, and used the neon clothes grass to attract many monsters.

Some of the core-forming monsters here, such as the Hao Beast family, have the racial innate ability to collect golden marrow crystal worms and golden mother coral sand.

Golden marrow crystal worms and golden mother coral sand, both are treasures for body refining.

The former is a holy medicine for body refining!

With these kinds of treasures, if you find several other relatively rare top-level spiritual objects, and get the vajra relics of the refining level or even the body level, you can practice the vajra dharma body of the Buddhist sect! Condensing the true magic of the Brahma Saint into an entity-like existence!

That is a means that only the top masters in the fusion period have!

As for the golden mother coral sand.

It is also a high-quality treasure for tempering the body. Using it to infiltrate the flesh and blood is enough to make his physical body stronger by a point or two.

Long-term tempering can improve the effect a lot.

However, these two things are not easy to get.

Especially the former golden marrow crystal worm.

This worm is a half-crystal, half-worm wonder! It is usually hidden deep in various rare ores underground, and feeds on top-level minerals, so it is very difficult to find and discover.

Harder to catch.

Because even if you meet it and catch it, this kind of bug will lose all life in an instant and turn into a spar!

The fusion period of the Flying Spirits dare not say that they can catch this kind of bug.

Hence, the value of the Hao Beast clan can be imagined from Wang Li.

A mere level six or seven monster, with its racial talent, can achieve miracles that even the fusion stage can't do!

Typical one thing down one thing.

Simply put, professional talents!

In the original book, Lao Mo Han didn't take a few of them and bring them with him as spirit beasts to provide him with long-term meal tickets, which is actually quite a pity.

Because even if he can't use it later, he can still be used as the first-hand background information of his descendants, and even the entire human race.

the other side.

The place Lanran was looking for was the cave of Venerable Baoguang on the original timeline.

But at this time, Venerable Baoguang didn't know where to drink the northwest wind.

The location of the cave is vaguely remembered to be under a coral reef.

It will definitely not be found in a short time.

Forget it, let Aizen search slowly in this area, and he can always find it.

And it just so happened that, as one of the most valued items of the seventy-two branches of the Flying Spirit Clan, the wood bell flower can only grow on this island for unknown reasons. On my own side, I can also let Aizen open up a Beppu in this sea area, while looking for the whereabouts of the stone pier, while cultivating some wood bell flowers as another bargaining chip.

Not long after, Wang Li met Qing who was carrying a few small beasts of level five or six.

Although the little guys are only at the fifth or sixth level, they have already opened up their intelligence.

In the human world, this is only slightly possible for royal families such as the Suanni clan or rare species such as the Wind Splitting Beast!

Replaced by the Tianlan holy beast, even if it is a seventh-level monster, it is also Linghui who has been sleeping in the Xutian cauldron for a hundred years before reawakening.

The slave imprints planted by the Tianpeng clan on several little beasts have been removed, and replaced with his imprints!

It can be seen that Wang Li's kindness!

And looking at the trembling little beasts, he smiled very amiably and kindly:

"I will do things for this seat in the future, and I will not treat you badly!"

With that said, one animal has one storage bracelet.

There are quite a few panaceas and eighth-level demon pills in it.

"Thank you, Lord."

The brothers looked at the things inside the storage bracelet, and their eyes were red with emotion.

It was a sworn oath that he was willing to find and persuade some members of the Haoshou clan to join this warm family.

Selling the clansman for a good price did not mention a word when facing the clansman later.

The space split open, and several figures disappeared in a flash.

Return to Diyuan Cave Mansion.

Little Rahu took out the skeletal body of the nine-headed bird.

"Xiao Wang, this is the evil spirit you want. Ah! There is not much left, it seems that you have to refine it quickly."

A mass of bloody light with nine colors flowing, was wrapped and compressed by little Luohu's mana, and put into the two gas cylinders of Lingbao Yin and Yang.

Then throw it to Wang Li.

The evil spirit of the true spirit may be useless to other monks, but it can be used as a source of energy for him who is practicing the Brahma Saint True Demon Art.

After slowly refining, one is to improve one's cultivation base, and the other is to condense the evil energy into armor, adding a means of fighting against the enemy.

And the baleful energy congealing armor is not inferior to the real magic armor secret technique of the pure blood ancient demon in the demon world.

The baleful energy condenses soldiers, transforming into swords, guns and swords, which are much sharper than pure spiritual power and sword energy.

It can be used as another offensive and defensive method at the combined level!

The key is that it completely matches his Brahma Saint True Demon Art!

"Thank you senior."

Wang Li hurriedly caught it, and bowed to the little guy with a strong heart.

Seeing that the master was getting more and more sleepy, he didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly took out the little crying soul from the spirit beast ring:

"The psychic ghost of this big bad bird also asked the seniors to give it to the little monkey."

And the Weeping Soul Beast also knew the current affairs and bowed humanely to Little Luohu.

Then he scratched the back of his head, very shy.

"Give."

Groups of quivering will-o'-the-wisps were taken out by the little boy from several heads of the nine-headed bird, and then put into the eight magical artifact bottles that Wang Li handed over.

The Ninth Regiment was thrown to Crying Soul.

Seeing this, the little monkey's eyes brightened.

A streak of yellow glow swept out, and the soul was sucked into the stomach while curling up the strand.

Followed by a beautiful hiccup.

Then he gave Xiao Luohu a silly smirk.

"I'm going to sleep for a while, Xiao Wang, you can figure out how this bone works."

After saying this, the little guy turned around and tore open a crack in space, and got into the depths of the mine vein.

"Um."

Watching the boy disappear, Wang Li let out a long breath.

The hole cards in his hand have increased again.

"Boy Wang, how do we deal with this huge skeleton like a mountain?"

The voice of Dayan Shenjun sounded in the consciousness.

Over the past hundred years, with the secret technique of the Earth Blood Demon King and many spiritual objects, the origin of the soul of Dayan Shenjun himself has grown a lot, and it is no longer the exhaustion of life that is constantly passing away.

I believe that in another hundred years, we can try to separate from the puppet body and reshape the flesh body.

"There are roughly three ideas"

Wang Li touched his chin and pondered for a while before responding.

"Oh?! Three ideas? Tell me."

"One, we can disassemble the psychic skeleton of this nine-headed bird and refine it into several first-class spiritual treasures. It is no problem, and they can even be listed on the Chaos Spirit List!

Take your place!

Two, although we don't practice the ghost way, we can hand it over to the ghost way of the earth to slowly practice.

If one day, the bones of this bird are once again psychic under the nourishment of the true spirit of the land of the Styx, and cultivated to the point of the Nine Nether Corpse, we will add a great battle power comparable to the Mahayana period! "

Speaking of this, Wang Li suddenly stopped.

"Not bad, not bad eh? What about the third idea?"

Old Antique asked in surprise.

This is only half the story, not good.

"Let's talk about it when the little ancestor wakes up."

Wang Li stopped talking.

The three, take them and feed them to the Demon Armor Mahayana in the Demon Grave.

The corpses of several monsters from outside the territory were originally buried in the devil's tomb; as a result, most of them turned into magic weapons after psychic communication, and all of them were of the level of heavenly treasures! One of them was inadvertently psychic, and then turned around and devoured the other ones!

And then the magic armor Mahayana, which is similar to the spirit of the spirit clan, was born!

This kind of existence might be interested in the bones of true spirits that can also be refined into high-grade spirit treasures or magic treasures!

In other words, if little Luohu can subdue that not-yet-formed battle armor Mahayana, his side can then use the Nine-Headed Bird's precious bone to strengthen it a little bit more.

Fight later.

The little guy can completely deal with opponents wearing this set of armor.

fight?

Come on, who is afraid of whom!

Whoever loves the grandson thief!