In the Wanjing Cave, Hu Buwei slowly opened his eyes.

His right eye was normal, but there were two more pupils in his left eye.

The three pupils were as black as ink, as if they were bottomless. They roamed around the pale eyeballs, sinister and weird.

"Just waiting like this? Aren't you afraid that the origin energy will have problems?" Hu Buwei frowned and said.

"The origin energy and I are from the same body. As long as it leaves the seal, it will automatically gather towards me. Don't worry about it here." Jiushou didn't care.

"Be careful and you'll have a long life. It's better to go and meet them." Hu Buwei suggested.

"You underestimated my Nine Lives True Body." Jiushou was quite confident: "According to what you say here, my strength is equivalent to the soul of a Qi Refiner. Without the same level of power to explore, it is impossible to find the origin energy I emit."

"If you are really that powerful, how could you be suppressed underground?" Hu Buwei didn't believe it.

"Of course it's because I accidentally fell into your human's trap!" Jiushou said indignantly: "Believe it or not, if that person dared to confront me head-on, I could bite that little thief to death with one bite!"

"In other words, you were caught and sealed by a young thief without even seeing him face to face?" Hu Buwei raised his eyebrows: "I have to doubt whether it is the right decision to cooperate with you."

"You are just a human being, you know nothing about our demons!" Jiushou was ashamed and angry.

"The one who suppressed you underground was also a human being." Hu Buwei responded indifferently.

"You are so long-winded!"

"In short, there is absolutely no problem with my origin energy!"

"Is it possible that you can't take back your origin energy?" Hu Buwei looked suspicious.

"We are one, so why do we need any secret method? It will naturally converge together!"

"I see. You just can't take the initiative to recover the original energy."

Nine Heads: "..."

...

"How many copies of the Nine Lives Division Technique did that black-hearted old man sell?"

A few days later, late at night, in a crevice between cliffs in Prison Valley, Chen Mu looked at the two people hugging the thick peach tree in front of him, and withdrew his hand with a curse.

This tree grows in the crevice between cliffs, and its location is quite hidden, but unexpectedly, its peach wood core has been taken out.

According to the secret technique, Moliyin only needs one year to grow the missing peach wood core. The peach wood core in the tree in front of him was obviously taken out recently.

"Someone must want to refine multiple Peach Gods."

"Everyone is a greedy ghost!"

"It makes me unable to refine Peach God." Chen Mu looked at the five peach wood dolls sitting in a row in the Five Ghosts Bag, and his face was full of indignation.

"I can only try to find a few more Moli Silver." He knew in his heart that if he practiced the art of dividing robbery, he would definitely not be willing to refine only one Peach God. After all, the more of this thing, the more at ease he would be.

Thinking of this, Chen Mu turned around and disappeared into the breeze.

The Prison Valley was large enough, and he was not too worried about the material problem. Moreover, he had the Zhuyu magic sword and the divine power of listening. Compared with other people, it was easier to find those Moli Silver growing in hidden places.

"It's a pity that the peach wood core can't be stored. It must be used immediately, otherwise I have to stockpile a lot of it."

...

The sky was slightly bright, and the night passed quickly.

Some insects and birds chirped gradually.

In the Wanjing Cave, Hu Buwei put his hands in his sleeves and sat in a large armchair like a statue.

Accompanied by a strange whistle, a breeze suddenly blew over the cliff. A wisp of undetectable breath flew into the Wanjing Cave through the stone gate.

The breath circled twice in the cave, like a young swallow returning to its nest, and it flew into Hu Buwei's three-pupiled eyes.

"Look! The origin energy!"

"I've said it before, there's no need to summon it with secret techniques, they will automatically gather here!" The voice of Jiushou, who had been waiting all night, was full of complacency.

Hu Buwei frowned: "You have released so many division techniques and extracted so much sealing power. Your original body only released such a source of energy?"

"Your original energy was not really intercepted by someone, right?"

"Impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"I, Jiushou, have always been cautious in my actions. This must be because my original body wanted to explore the bottom of the Hundred Illusions Sect, so I only released one source of energy!" Jiushou's voice was full of certainty.

Cautious?

You?

Hu Buwei drooped his eyelids: "I think you are farting."

Jiushou: "..."

I think I am farting too.

Damn it! Who intercepted my original energy!

Inside the cliff cave.

Three palm-sized peach wood figures stood in a row on the low table.

Crescent-shaped eyes and fox-like smiles made Chen Mu angry.

"How could the Peach God who I refined have a bad face?"

"This must be the problem of the compiler of the Tribulation Division Technique!" He was sure.

Waving his hand to put away the three peach wood figures, Chen Mu adjusted the gray wall to check the information.

Nine Life Tribulation Division Technique: 4983/10000;

These days, eight Peach Gods have been refined in succession, and the experience of Tribulation Division Technique has soared, and the gray flame-shaped magic talismans in the jade seeds have become more and more agile and magical.

"Compared to simply chanting spells to construct magic talismans, it is true that refining Peach Gods can get more experience."

Experiencing the insights given by the gray wall, Chen Mu has also discovered that the Peach God training method is the real core of this secret method.

"Lord Tao still needs to refine more."

There is no mistake in the content of the first post in the first 6-9 book forum!

"Eight is not enough, at least a hundred or eighty are needed."

"We have to speed up, otherwise the peach wood core will be useless."

I want to practice more with Peach God, and those Taoist soldiers who are also practicing the Dividing Tribulation Technique must want to practice more too.

The Prison Valley is big enough, and there are not a few exotic peach trees, but it can't withstand so many people at the same time.

"We can't waste the daytime, we have to hide from the task of digging the demon stone."

He has the Three Yin Demon Killing Technique as a substitute, digging the demon stone is like digging tofu, and there is no need to fight the demon solution technique.

I made up my mind to resume my previous style, and was about to put away the gray wall to work in the Prison Valley, but I was suddenly attracted by a secret technique.

Heavenly Demon Armor: 2934/10000/Seventh Level;

Wasn't the proficiency still more than 500 yesterday?

When did more than 2,000 experience points appear?

Chen Mu was confused.

Heavenly Demon Armor just entered the seventh level a month ago. After the rapid growth period, the progress of the secret technique began to slow down. Because he had to study the Dao Bing Contract, Chen Mu took the initiative to reduce his energy input. He originally planned to practice slowly with slow work, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly have more than 2,000 experience points now.

He immediately stared at the gray wall and looked carefully, and a trace of insights emerged in his heart.

He immediately found that the previous progress was normal, but last night, this secret method suddenly changed as if it had taken a tonic pill.

"Tonic pill?"

His mind moved slightly, and the Heavenly Demon Armor appeared.

Buzz!

Invisible air waves emanated from the body, and the Heavenly Demon Armor, which was originally like a transparent armor, became more and more restrained. The appearance became almost invisible, as if it had completely merged with the body.

At this time, a strand of hair was blown to his eyes by the air wave, and a touch of luster was immediately discovered by him.

"Will even the hair be reshaped?" Chen Mu was very surprised, and immediately raised his hand to pull off a strand.

Just after leaving the body, the originally soft and silky hair became straight and tough, like a steel needle!

This... am I still a human?

Chen Mu was in a trance.

He subconsciously poked his hair against the table.

Puff!

With a slight sound, the hair was easily inserted into the square low table!

What on earth is hidden in the Prison Valley that turned me into such a weirdo overnight? !

It didn't even tell me, how could it be!

No, I have to settle accounts with it!

The Baihuan Sect's resident is peaceful and tranquil, and the peach blossoms on the mountain wither and bloom again, with fragrance everywhere, but unfortunately they don't bear fruit.

The Prison Valley jingles every day, and the proficiency of the Taoist disciples in the magic of exorcism is slowly improving.

That day, Lu Han took a break from his busy schedule and came to the Wanjing Cave.

"Mr. Hu, you are really good!" He gave a thumbs up to Hu Buwei first.

"The more substitute puppets are trained, the more they can share the backlash of the contract? What, can a Tao Shenjun who has trained tens of thousands of times still block the five thunders of the Taoist ancestors?"

"You dare not make up such a story, the sect master!" Lu Han shook his head with a smile.

"What if these Taoist soldiers are emboldened by your secret method and openly disobey orders and violate the contract in Qianji Sect?"

"If one of them is killed or injured, there will be one less person to earn Taoist merit for us."

"Or, let's stop this secret method and switch to a more reliable secret method to cheat Bai Yu?" Lu Han suggested.

"We have to stop." Hu Buwei couldn't help but sigh and shook his head.

In theory, the more people practice the division robbery technique, the more the sealing power in the Prison Valley will be extracted, and the more origin energy will be released by Jiushou. This is a good thing.

But...but Jiushou didn't receive any of the origin energy of those monsters!

What a big loss!

Hu Buwei glanced at the nine heads hiding inside his body and pretending to be dead, then he curled his lips and shook his head.

What do you mean by automatic convergence and no one can intercept it?

Stupid demon!

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