Jiang Xiaobai felt as if he had done something very wrong, and he had a premonition that sooner or later, the First Emperor would appear in front of him again and bring him huge trouble.

However, Jiang Xiaobai didn't have time to think about it so much now, after all, his current level was too low, and he was not qualified to participate in the struggle at that level.

The first emperor of the Mahayana period can suppress him now, even if he rushes into this whirlpool desperately, he can only be a cannon fodder, maybe he doesn't even have the qualifications to be cannon fodder.

"Don't think about it so much, what I have to do now is to improve my strength quickly!" Jiang Xiaobai said to himself in his heart.

Jiang Xiaobai returned to his retreat room, and then took out a futon and an emerald green bodhi seed.

This is the willow futon and the old bald donkey Manjushri from the Taishang Laojun to atone for the sins of the quiet Bodhi, the willow futon can avoid the invasion of foreign demons, for the immortals are the most treasured, and the quiet Bodhi can nourish the soul, is the fruit of the Bodhi tree where the Buddha became a Buddha.

With these two treasures, Jiang Xiaobai didn't believe that he couldn't cultivate the second elemental god.

"Oh, yes, I almost forgot about you!"

Jiang Xiaobai waved his hand again, and the essence blood of the mosquito Dao person and the shelling of the blood-winged black mosquito appeared in the room.

He took a deep breath, then put on a posture of five hearts to the sky, with a clear and quiet Bodhi in his mouth, sat on the willow futon, and then urged the ancient dragon clan magic that the Great Sun Heavenly Dragon taught him.

Jiang Xiaobai's knowledge of the sea, the originally calm sea, suddenly made waves.

Whoa!

In the middle of the sea of knowledge, a crack suddenly formed.

Jiang Xiaobai felt that there seemed to be a blunt knife in his soul, cutting inch by inch, and with each knife, his soul was separated by a trace.

Accompanied by the cutting of the soul, what Jiang Xiaobai felt was the pain that surged into his heart like a tide, which was completely from the depths of the soul, which was 10,000 times magnified compared to the physical pain.

Jiang Xiaobai was about to pass out almost when he went down for the first time.

However, just as his consciousness entered chaos, a light rose in his mouth and under his ass.

Qingjing Bodhi and the willow futon exuded a mysterious energy at the same time, making Jiang Xiaobai's consciousness instantly return to a clear state.

However, this kind of clarity is not what Jiang Xiaobai wants, and he now wishes that he would pass out quickly.

"Ahh

Jiang Xiaobai roared in his heart, because he couldn't make any sound on his mouth now, and every cell was no longer under his control.

The blunt knife in the sea of consciousness is constantly cutting, and Jiang Xiaobai has always been in a state of sobriety, but in this state, every second is a huge torture for him.

I don't know how long it took, Jiang Xiaobai felt that he had lost his ability to sense time.

Finally, the last one fell.

In Jiang Xiaobai's sea of knowledge, two miniature versions of "Jiang Xiaobai" jumped out, looked at each other, and then the one on the left smiled and said: "Daoyou is polite!"

The "Jiang Xiaobai" on the right replied: "We are one, no need to be polite!"

"You succeeded, you really succeeded!"

Da Ri Tianlong can always appear in front of Jiang Xiaobai at critical moments, and said in a tone that is even more surprising than Jiang Xiaobai.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Xiaobai was very skeptical, whether the Great Sun Tianlong was experimenting with him again, the dragon clan's cultivation of the second elemental god's supernatural power, no one had ever practiced it at all.

But now is not the time to pursue all this, what Jiang Xiaobai has to do now is to quickly find a shell for his second primordial god to settle down.

Jiang Xiaobai Yuanshen on the left flew out of his sea of consciousness, and then drilled into the head of the blood-winged black mosquito.

Jiang Xiaobai felt that his second primordial spirit seemed to have entered a car without a driver, and he easily seized control of this body.

"Huh!"

The black pupils opened suddenly, and the blood-winged black mosquito, which had been silent for an unknown number of eons of years, finally opened its eyes to see the world again.

Jiang Xiaobai and the blood-winged black mosquito looked at each other, which was a very wonderful feeling, as if there were two of them.

"Buzz!"

The blood-winged black mosquito flapped its wings, and the translucent mosquito wings, which were as thin as cicada wings, let out a low chirp.

Jiang Xiaobai watched "himself" fly around in the air, turning a corner from time to time, his wings sliding over the wall, and then leaving four cracks like a knife cutting tofu.

"Congratulations, you've finally succeeded!" said the Great Sun Celestial Dragon, trembling its golden dragon whiskers.

Jiang Xiaobai shook his head, "It's not completely successful. ”

He could feel that the body of this blood-winged black mosquito was like a dry and cracked riverbed, and it was in urgent need of spiritual energy ingestion.

This blood-winged black mosquito is like a fighter jet with a lot of power, but it doesn't have enough fuel to fly at all, and if you want this fighter to take off, you need it, and then it's going to be massive.

Jiang Xiaobai piled up a thousand pieces of magic ore into a stack, and then let the blood-winged black mosquito clone absorb it.

The long hollow needle-like mosquito mouth sucked at the mine, and in an instant, a small pile of white powder appeared on the ground, and the fuel tank in the body of the blood-winged black mosquito was only filled with one thousandth.

Jiang Xiaobai estimated that if he wanted to restore this blood-winged black mosquito clone to the cultivation of the god transformation stage, it would cost at least millions of magic mines, even if he added his current whole body, it would not be enough!

"It's another big gold eater!" Jiang Xiaobai said with a wry smile.

"Come on, it's cheap and good here. Da Ri Tianlong pursed his lips on the side, feeling a little uncomfortable in his heart, he was thinking, it would be good if Jiang Xiaobai was his clansman.

A human being actually cultivated the second primordial god that no one in the dragon clan had ever succeeded, which made it a little disappointed in addition to excitement.

"Since there aren't so many magic mines for the time being, let's let him absorb the magic crystal and the blood of the Heavenly Dao Realm Origin first!"

Jiang Xiaobai's heart moved, and the blood-winged black mosquito clone pursed its slender needle-shaped mouth and sucked at the purple amber-shaped blood.

In an instant, a torrent of information poured into its mind.

Earth, water, fire, wind, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, space, time...... The information contained in this energy is all-encompassing, like an encyclopedia.

"It is worthy of the origin blood of the Heavenly Dao of the Demon Realm, as long as I digest this information, my use of rules and spells will be raised by more than one level. ”

However, this information is not such a good joke, with Jiang Xiaobai's brain, which is comparable to the processing power of a supercomputer, it is almost bursting, as long as it is slowly understood little by little.

It is estimated that it will take at least a month to digest this source information, Jiang Xiaobai put the blood-winged black mosquito clone in the retreat room, and then the body left.

(End of chapter)