"There is an obvious shortcoming in the secret art of divine consciousness, although this kind of secret art is powerful, as long as there is a magic weapon to prevent this kind of exercise, it will have a strong resistance ability, making this attack ineffective or weakened. This makes the number of people who practice this secret method less and less, and more importantly, it is extremely difficult to comprehend, unless you have a demonic understanding, it is better not to cultivate. Jian Lao explained carefully.

Wei Qing nodded in agreement, and in the days he had comprehended the Divine Transformation Imperial Spirit Fragment and the Secret Technique of Transforming the Gods, he had deeply felt this.

"However, you can't deny that cultivating this secret technique to the extreme is also a very terrifying trick, which makes many monks look for a breakthrough in the difficulty of comprehension, and then find the Divine Ruin Grass. Jian Lao stretched out his hand and gently swiped in the void, and a plant covered in blue with leaves like sheep's horns appeared in front of Wei Qing's eyes, obviously, this was the Divine Ruin Grass.

"Perhaps because of the special environment here, the Shenxu Grass has the effect of helping people understand the secret art of divine consciousness, and the more years it is, the more powerful the effect. The sword elder pondered for a moment, as if he was calculating, and then continued: "You have already comprehended the Secret Technique of Falling God Transformation to a certain level, and if you take a fifty-year-old Divine Ruin Grass, it will at least triple your progress in comprehending. Although the further you go, the more difficult it will become, as long as you can find enough years of Divine Ruin Grass, maybe this second round of elimination will be over, and you will be able to fully comprehend the Secret Art of Falling God Transformation. ”

Hearing this, Wei Qing's eyes almost lit up, and he felt the urge to immediately go to find the Divine Ruins Grass.

After thinking for a moment, he asked again, "Sword Elder, do you know what environment this spirit grass grows in?"

Jian Lao shook his head and said, "I can be sure that this is the Divine Ruin Realm, but the old man can't be sure if there is Divine Ruin Grass growing or not. ”

Wei Qing didn't feel surprised, since he knew that there was this possibility, he could only look at his own chance, and he didn't need to suffer from gains and losses.

Thinking of this, Wei Qing stood up and prepared to look around.

Since you know that your body is safe, you don't need to rush to accumulate points, and you can just shoot in the last few days and snatch other people's points.

This can not only save trouble, but also save a lot of time to find the god ruin grass.

Jian Lao made a simple explanation of what he knew again, and then disappeared in a flash, not knowing where he went.

Wei Qing didn't have a clear goal at this time, so he could only take one step at a time and try his luck.

On tiptoe, he leaped over the lake and disappeared into the jungle in the distance.

Two days later, Wei Qing came to the depths of a mountain range, where the trees were not quite the same as the others, not growing straight up, but without direction, and the body of the trees twisted into a ball.

Every tree was like this, and when he first entered here, Wei Qing only felt like he was in a ghost domain.

The deeper you go, the stronger this eerie feeling becomes.

It took half a day to get used to the surroundings.

At this moment, in his divine sense, a huge energy fluctuation came out from a hundred zhang away, as if someone was fighting.

Wei Qing pondered for a moment and decided to go over and take a look.

He didn't restrain his breath, he flew away directly, and appeared outside the battle group in the blink of an eye.

Before he could get closer, the surroundings were filled with a thick mist, which instantly enveloped all directions.

Wei Qing frowned, stopped, and looked fixedly.

I saw that in the mist, there was a black figure that appeared and disappeared.

"Poison Chitose!" Wei Qing said softly.

The man obviously recognized Wei Qing as well, and with a wave of his hands, the fog around him instantly dissipated, and there was still paralyzed black water at his feet.

"Wei Qing, long time no see!" Poison Chitose said in a hoarse voice, with an indescribable feeling, as if he had deliberately done it.

"Poison Chitose, you are Shao Kong!" Wei Qing said slowly.

Poison Chitose did not deny it, but nodded.

Wei Qing secretly said in his heart: "Sure enough, it's him!" In fact, he had already guessed, but there was no way to confirm it.

"You're strong, but now isn't the time for us to fight, so why don't you save it for the third round and fight again?"

Wei Qing had this intention in his heart, it was not wise to fight with this person now, his purpose at this time was to find the Divine Ruins Grass, and nothing else mattered.

Wei Qing nodded and agreed, "It's okay!"

After saying this, Wei Qing took a few steps back, signaling that he would not make a move.

Poison Chitose glanced at Wei Qing meaningfully, and after taking a few steps back, he left quickly.

When the other party walked away, Wei Qing continued to go deeper without hurrying.

After walking for about half an hour, a group of monks was hurrying towards this direction.

Wei Qing didn't hesitate, his body turned into a long rainbow and flew over directly.

The direction that the pair of monks came from was the direction Wei Qing was going to go, and he was going to ask these people if they had seen any trace of the Divine Ruins Grass.

Soon, this group of monks noticed Wei Qing's escape, and immediately stopped, looking at him with a wary face.

The 10,000 monks who came here were not all alone like Wei Qing, but they were in a group, so that they could gather the strength of everyone to fight against others, and the safety factor was much higher.

The person who took the lead was a monk who had built the foundation of the Great Perfection, and his face was full of pride, as if he was a young man.

Seeing that Wei Qing's cultivation was only in the late stage of foundation building, contempt suddenly appeared on his face, and he slowly spoke: "Boy, join us, or die!"

There were as many as eight people around him, half of whom had reached the late stage of foundation building, and the others were in the middle stage of foundation building.

Seeing him so arrogant, Wei Qing was not surprised.

Whether it is Tianjiao or Ethereal Island on Baling Island, most people are the younger generation.

Wei Qing originally said a few words and asked.

Seeing this person's performance, he immediately rejected this idea, pointed directly at it, and chose to make a move.

A huge golden finger figure emerged, hung above everyone's heads, and pressed.

Suddenly, a large net centered on the finger shadow spread out in all directions.

The large net spread all over the nine people's bodies in an instant, causing their movements to stop instantly.

The expression of the man in charge also stiffened on his face.

However, after all, this person is a cultivator of the Great Perfection of the Foundation, and he was only trapped for a breath of time, and he broke free.

Seeing that Wei Qing's gaze was completely different, he saw his eyes looking vigilantly, his body retreated in an instant, and a bell floated out of his body, floating in front of him.

At the same time, with both hands pinching, one seal after another fell on the bodies of the other eight people, beating them to a stumbling ground and regaining control of their bodies.

"Prisoner Immortal Finger, what you practiced was actually the secret method of the Evil Destroying Sect. This person's eyes are quite good, and while his face changes, he speaks loudly.

Ask for a monthly pass, I only got one yesterday, and I will give another one today, and I will add a more chapter!

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