Natural fairy species

The seventh level of the Fire Dragon Guiyuan Meridian was completed, and wisps of red mist rushed into Bai Zichen's body, making his face full of satisfaction.

"This feeling is unprecedented... I never thought that as long as you use the technique without deliberately refining the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, it will follow the acupoints to fill you up."

The cultivation effect of the fourth-level mid-grade spiritual land was much better than he expected.

It should be related to the fact that he majored in fire-based exercises and currently has the most outstanding fire spirit roots in his body. The Flame Mountain is full of fire-based spiritual energy, which saves the effort of transformation.

Another point is that he has no scruples about whether the meridians will be damaged by absorbing and refining the fourth-level spiritual energy.

The five-crystal glazed body allowed Bai Zichen to operate with ease in this environment. Even if his meridians were damaged, they would recover within a day.

Just practice and don't have any worries.

After adapting to the cultivation efficiency on the Flame Mountain, I am afraid that I will abandon Tianlei Ya like worn shoes from now on.

In addition to transporting the true energy and refining the spiritual energy, Bai Zichen also practiced the newly acquired copper plate divine arithmetic.

He has always been extremely curious about deriving divine arithmetic spells.

As a person with many secrets, he does not expect to deduce any information about others through the coin calculation, but only hopes to have a certain understanding of this type of magical power.

In the future, I will have the opportunity to practice the secret method of confusing the secrets of heaven and eliminating inferences.

Avoid high-level monks who have understood the path of destiny and use divine algorithm to deduce his traces.

"Every thing always has a body, and a body has a universe... The first level of the copper plate divine arithmetic can only predict things. I don't know what will happen when I use it to find a ball of innate Nine Yang True Fire and a fourth-level flying sword after I complete it."

Bai Zichen played with the green copper coins and felt that the practice of calculating the copper coins was not too difficult.

"No, the fourth-level flying sword is equivalent to the best spiritual treasure that has been born for a long time, and it no longer belongs to the category of divination. It needs to be cultivated to the third level and use divination methods to be effective."

The content of hundreds of words is simple and straightforward, with no hidden secrets and a sharp edge.

After reading it twice, I have learned almost everything.

As for the skills and tricks, the secrets of how to move the true energy are too simple for a monk in the late stage of pill formation.

After all, it is the first level for the foundation-building monks to practice. It is indeed a bit of a dimensionality reduction for him to practice now.

It only took three days to complete the first layer of the copper plate divine calculation.

Now that it has been completed, it is just a good time to test this practical ability of deriving supernatural powers.

He picked up the spell with his fingers, chanted the mantra, and entered the information from Lei Yinzhu one by one, and the green copper coins were thrown high.

It circled twice in the air and landed, making a rapid vibrating sound. Finally, it settled steadily in the palm of my hand, giving the divination result.

"Thousands of miles to the southeast, there may be thunder sounds... I have filled in all the information about the characteristics, habits, refining functions of thunder bamboos, etc., as well as the so-called bonus of copper coins and spiritual objects, and I have given such an answer?"

The corners of Bai Zichen's mouth twitched. It's no wonder that derivation of magical powers is not popular among people, and he is also scorned as a magic stick by many people.

He has described Lei Yinzhu in as much detail as possible, and even the kind of environment this spiritual plant likes has been substituted into the divination parameters.

If it's still not enough, I really need to tell Tongqian directly that the Leiyin Bamboo is planted on Tianlei Cliff.

With so much information, only such vague results can be obtained from divination.

If he really wanted to rely on such a divine calculation to look for Lei Yinzhu, it would be normal for him to get nothing in three to five years.

If you replace it with other items that have less information, I'm afraid the divine calculation results will be even more illusory.

Now that you have started, let’s continue practicing.

The second level of the copper plate divine arithmetic can predict people, but the difficulty of practice is obviously not on the same level.

It's also possible that it's because the second level is reserved for Master Jiedan to practice, and he doesn't have the advantage of being far-sighted in the realm.

Three months have passed, and the dark fires on the two spiritual grounds at the top of the Flame Mountain have been controlled, and pieces of building spiritual materials have been transported to the top by the disciples of the sect.

I have just started to get started with the second level of Copper Plate Divine Calculation, and I have found a hint of a knack for deducing the traces of characters.

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On the west side of Immortal Burial Valley, five hundred miles away.

In a dark and damp underground tomb, the corridors continue to descend, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling comes from unknown sources.

Lighting countless torches, offering dazzling pearls, and various lighting spells were unable to dispel the darkness in the tomb, and it was as dark as ink ten feet away.

Master Jiedan's spiritual consciousness is extremely restricted and cannot go beyond the range of a hundred feet.

Thousands of monks were stationed outside the tomb, each man holding a spiritual beast, and there were animals and birds, but there was no roar or neigh of the beast, everything was orderly.

Half of the monks were injured, and had killed over a hundred spirit beasts in the battle. They were sobbing silently, collecting the dead spirit beasts, worshiping them, and putting them back into their spirit beast bags.

At the front, stood several Daoist Jiedan practitioners.

The first two people, one of whom has white beard and hair, has a lion's face and a broad nose. When they reach that station, they have the power to lift the mountain and lift the cauldron, just like the towering mountains and rivers.

The other one was wearing a strange purple robe, with handsome features and exuding unspeakable charm.

"Zhenzhen Fang, is there really a relic of the gods here?"

Zhong Ge raised his slender eyebrows. He had always been honest about his former enemy, Wanshou Sect.

If it hadn't been for the orders from True Lord Blood God, and the Blood Demon Sect wouldn't have been able to fight against so many sects, there were many places where they had to rely on the power of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect to hold their noses and cooperate for so many years.

The ancient ruins here were discovered and reported by the disciples of the Blood Demon Sect, but the restrictions were complicated and complicated, and almost every step forward cost the lives of dozens of monks.

The Blood Demon Sect left the job of opening up the secret realm to the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, but they didn't expect that they would discover something amazing.

The underground tomb was actually left by an ancient great master, and he was practicing demonic skills. Several bone ornaments were filled with pure demonic energy, and the power of the void was attached to them.

Recently, most of the restrictions were finally broken and we reached the deepest part of the tomb, where there was a huge coffin.

The dark energy outside the coffin turned into a snake, hovering in the sky. A real person from the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, who was already within ten feet of the coffin, was robbed of his consciousness and almost threw himself towards the coffin.

After reporting this matter to True Lord Blood God, he became very interested in it.

It happened that the transformation of the blood river had reached a certain stage, and more high-level monks' blood essence was needed to continue, so I might as well come here myself.

After the True Lord Blood God entered the tomb and saw the huge coffin, he whispered "Underworld Coffin" and asked everyone to exit, while he cast spells to refine the underworld energy.

"Zhong Xiaoyou is still questioning it?"

Fang Tiansheng's eyes were deep, and he seemed to be able to see the deepest coffin through the long corridor. He turned his head and landed on Zhongge and said meaningfully: "If it weren't for the treasure left by the gods, how could the true king be so rude? Qi refining... I'm afraid it's the heaven-reaching spiritual treasure left by the demonic god-transforming monk, which can make the true king's strength increase by leaps and bounds."

"Tongtian Lingbao... I hope everything goes well for Master and he can dominate the Northern Territory!"

A hint of fanaticism flashed in Zhong Ge's eyes. He was born in the Southern Region, but came to Liang Kingdom with the Blood God True Monarch when he was young.

He doesn't have much interest in returning to the Blood Sea Sect.

I would like True Lord Blood God to take over the Immortal Realm of Liang Kingdom and become a local emperor in the Northern Territory.

The Baisha Blood Sea Technique can increase the intensity of the technique by sacrificing special blood.

As a result, Blood Sea Sect monks who practice the same kind of exercises will have different power characteristics in the final exercises.

Zhongge himself did not have any special bloodline. He only found the essence and blood of two third-level monsters after forming the pill, which added two derivative spells to his technique.

If he really wants to have a fundamental change, he has to count on the True Lord Blood God to take action and refine a powerful bloodline to help him break through.

Zhong Ge, who is more than three hundred years old and is only in the middle stage of pill formation, sincerely wishes his master whether he can obtain the Heavenly Spiritual Treasure.

boom!

Just when Zhong Ge wanted to speak again, there was a loud noise from the tomb, as if the sky was falling apart.

Bloody light shot into the sky, directly reaching the ground through the thousand-foot corridor, and at the same time there was the sound of roaring and sweeping water.

I saw a river of blood pouring into the dark corridor, turning into a bloody ocean in an instant.

"It's you again! Targeted twice, I will kill him!"

True Lord Blood God's voice was low and hoarse, but the suppressed infinite rage could be heard.

The river of blood is immortal, and the body is immortal.

Even the forbidden method of sealing the void and making it difficult for the Nascent Soul to escape could not cut off the blood river.

As long as a few drops of essence and blood are left in a safe place in advance, you can be reborn with a drop of blood, but your strength will be weakened to the extreme.

This is also the reason why Blood God True Monarch is fearless and can rely on himself to save his life under the Tongtian Lingbao.

A demonic figure that was too huge to be described in words appeared above the tomb. Its eyes were dark and devoid of any emotion, like two bottomless black holes.

The demonic shadow was so tall that it occupied everyone's sight, as if it was like the sky above its head and the earth beneath its feet.

The whole body is burning with indigo demonic flames, the demonic patterns are ferocious, exuding overwhelming demonic intent, somewhat similar to the form of the ancient demon in the Immortal Burial Valley.

Putting his palms together, he covered the sky with blood so tightly that not even a ray of blood could shine through, causing the tomb to return to darkness.

The river of blood beat wildly, and the entire tomb began to shake.

In a pool thousands of miles away that no one saw, in the blood pool at the Blood Demon Gate, at the foot of a snow-capped mountain in Beiyuan...

At the moment when a drop of dragon's blood was about to swell, it quickly dried up, lost its aura and vitality, and turned into a pool of ordinary blood.

"What's going on? Please help Master..."

Zhong Ge's expression changed drastically, and he stopped abruptly in the middle of his words. A thick arm covered with dragon scales penetrated his chest.

The dragon was still holding a beating heart in its hand, and squeezed it hard until the flesh and blood were blurred.

"Blood Demon Sect monks, leave no one behind!"

Fang Tiansheng threw Zhong Ge to the ground hard, and it was like a tattered bag, which fell to pieces.

With his perfect state of elixir formation, he borrowed the power of his natal spiritual beast and contained the true meaning of the Great Dao in a blow. Zhong Ge was mentally calculated and unintentionally, and his soul was instantly extinguished, and his body had turned into a ball of paste.

The monks from the Ten Thousand Beast Sect on the left and right offered their magic weapons one after another, such as the red gold fire crow, the giant snake with a body like a hill, the eight-legged cloud camel...

Level three demonic beasts transformed into their true bodies, and thousands of monks cooperated, instantly swamping the Blood Demon Sect monks who numbered only a few dozen.

Even a lineup composed of two Dan-forming masters and the rest of the foundation-building monks couldn't last long with such a huge gap in numbers.

What's more, the cultivators from the Ten Thousand Beast Sect were well prepared and severely wounded the two Daoist Jie Dan from the Blood Demon Sect.

Half an hour later, as the last Dan-Jie master exploded his golden elixir, he was stopped by several Myriad Beast Sect monks using their magic weapons. In the end, the gold-swallowing earth dragon beast resisted the aftermath.

Peace returned to the outside of the tomb, except for hundreds of corpses on the ground.

"Senior brother, we have collected all the bodies of our sacrificed disciples..."

Huo Yao Zhenren walked over with a somewhat disgraced look. When the golden elixir exploded, he rushed to the front and was slightly injured.

"Junior Brother Black Wind, I will sacrifice these heads to you first... turn around the Blood Demon Sect Yamamoto, leave no chickens or dogs behind, and kill them without mercy!"

Fang Tiansheng turned around, tears streaming down his face, like an ordinary old man.