Li Chuyi and Hao Youxiao temporarily settled down in place, Hao Youxiao held the spirit stone and cultivated diligently, working hard to polish his mood and impetuous mana, while the little fat man embarked on a journey to lose weight, exercising his legs and feet with a butt of mud spirit every day, and only when he was tired of running and resting Hao Youxiao could see him.

The little fat man is not running blindly when he trains his legs and feet, and every time he rushes out with him, one of the mud pillars will fall into pieces. After a few rounds of attempts, he found that most of the distances chased by these immovable mud spirits were more than ten or twenty miles, and occasionally a few talented people could chase him to about thirty miles, but this was already the limit, and if it was far away, the mud spirits could not support it at all, so they could only roll back.

With this discovery, the little fat man was suddenly not afraid. It's not that he can't kill mud spirits, he just can't deal with so many at the same time. Every time he attracted a group of mud spirits, he would pick out the one who chased him the farthest, and threw a few swords down, and after the layers of mud skin were peeled off, that touch of delicious spirituality was left to him to feast.

Li Chuyi's method is very simple, kill everything.

Oh no, it's eaten up.

Anyway, these fools can't move, every time they can only extract the dirt for their bodies and continue to chase after him, as long as he persistently kills, sooner or later one day these ghost things can be cleaned, not to mention that the body of the mud spirit is so delicious, it is also very beneficial to his cultivation, why not do it?

He even wondered if he would just eat all the way here and become a god refining pervert comparable to the Yuan Shen Stage, but unfortunately he was disappointed, after he ate a certain amount, the mud spirit was no longer helpful to his cultivation, and continuing to eat was at most to increase the amount of cold breath, and these excess parts did not exist in the form of cold breath, but in the form of water poison that he had refined. These alienated water powers are non-renewable and can only be drawn in this way, so even if they are useless now, he will store them all in the dantian, preparing to save them for later cultivation and increase to see if they can be used.

It doesn't matter if you don't use it, these things can still be sold for money!

The magic weapon spirit stones of the four sects are still in his storage bag, and he is already addicted to selling Dao talismans.

If he didn't need these water poisons, then he would make them all into the kind of Dao talisman that he sold to the Four Sects, believing that as long as the monks who had thoughts about the depths of the cold hell would never be able to resist the temptation of this special Dao talisman. The Ice Golem Refining Stages of the third layer may still have a way to deal with it, but the water poison of the fourth layer is absolutely impossible. The master of the Yuan Infant Period is the one who sneaked in this cold prison mutation, but not every time there is a Yuan Infant master to come down to protect the road, the next time the cold prison is opened, if someone still wants to come again, then they can only buy his Dao talisman, otherwise there will only be a dead end when they come down.

Every time I think of these little fat people, my heart beats faster, how many spirit stones do I have to sell!

If it weren't for the Tianquan Sword, he really thought that these mud spirits were endless. It's a pity that this can only be thought of, when the mud spirits around the mud mound are killed, one is missing, and he has killed a few layers and has not seen a new one.

When Hao Youxiao began to refine the fourth True Meaning Xuanjing, Li Chuyi finally killed around the mud mound Baizhang, and his little paper man was happily "accepted" by the mud spirit at this distance, he just thought with his ass that the mud spirit in this range must be different from these in the outer layer, it is definitely very powerful.

The truth was just as he thought, when Li Chuyi first approached this range, he was shocked by everything in front of him. The mud spirit here is not only powerful but also very shameless, as soon as he got closer, he felt the ground under his feet tremble, and a wave of mud dozens of feet high surged up wildly, overwhelmingly smashing down towards him.

"I'll go to your Taoist priest's, you Laipi!"

The little fat man ran away, and the mud waves chased after him. Although it was not as wide as the few paths that pursued the four sects, the muddy waves dozens of zhang high at such a close distance were already behemoths covering the sky and the sun. In the shocked gaze of Hao Youxiao in the distance, the little fat man fled frantically with his cheeks and sweating profusely, while the muddy waves behind him swept down, chasing after him while sweeping everything along the way.

In front of the rolling torrent, Hao Youxiao couldn't do anything if she wanted to help, she could only retreat a large distance and carefully hide herself, trying not to cause trouble for the little fat man.

Chased behind by the mudflow, the little fat man has the heart to cry. Not to mention how far this thing can chase him, even if he removes nine tenths and only leaves one percent, he can't deal with it, and the snow silver silk is not as wide as a mud flower splashed by others, how can he cut this posture?

Fortunately, this wave is not the other wave, in the final analysis, this mud wave root is still rooted in the same place can not move, after chasing about a hundred miles or so, the momentum of the mud wave finally weakened, as if hitting the reef The wave head rolled back, and the mud torrent gradually began to shrink back.

Wiping a cold sweat, the little fat man was happy. If he hadn't killed all the mud spirits within a hundred miles in order to make a few more Dao talismans and sell them for money in the future, he would have been chased by the mud waves, and the scattered mud spirits along the way would have buried him alive.

Seeing that the speed of the mud waves was slowly accelerating, the little fat man moved his eyes in his heart, and finally chased after him with a ruthless sword.

The previous mud pillar he had waited for the others to retreat and leave the farthest one to chase before killing, and he hadn't tried to see if it would make it turn around and come back when it caught up when this thing rolled back. However, according to his estimates, he is at least fifty percent sure that this thing can only advance and retreat, and if he wants to chase it over, he can only retract back to the place and gather momentum again, just like a rubber band, it will retract back into place as soon as it is pulled to the limit, and when it is retracted, it is impossible to stop the momentum and pull it back again.

Of course, the mud spirit is different from the rubber band, but fifty percent of the certainty, half and half of the possibility, is enough for Li Chuyi to give it a try.

Anyway, this is the limit of the extension of the mud waves, it's a big deal to turn around and run away if you don't have good knowledge, and if you have the ability, you can chase the master beyond this distance, and the master wants to see what the second spring of your ghost thing can become.

Sensing his approach, the surface of the muddy waves suddenly became unstable. The mud flowers splashed up, and the whole wave seemed to be boiling endlessly, Li Chu not only did not panic but was overjoyed when he saw this, because although the wave looked like a person to devour, but the whole of the mud wave was constantly shrinking, and it was really a rubber band, a shrinking goods!

Although the mud flower is a little more troublesome, as long as it is not overwhelming, he is not afraid to smash it down together. A long sword in one hand and a snow silver silk in the other flew up, and killed it on the side of the wave.

He is not stupid, it is heroic to kill the middle of the waves, but it is looking for death. A large piece of mud flowers is sandwiched on both sides, then he will be a dirt bun with adult meat filling.

One by one, the mud flowers were chopped off, and a fire talisman was thrown over and burned to evaporate its water and burn it into hard soil, and then the animal skin sword was cut indiscriminately, and the snow silver silk followed up with that bag, and the strange face on the mud flower was suddenly torn apart, and a touch of the body of the mud spirit appeared in front of him in the mud splash.

Li Chuyi has been doing this work recently, and he is very neat. Dealing with the mud spirit's silt shell first burned hard and then chopped was something he thought of by chance, and after the test, it was found that it was not only feasible but also labor-saving, and the little fat man wanted to shake his mouth a few times at that time.

The Taoist priest told him more than once that everything in heaven and earth has a life, and the monk's methods seem to be unpredictable, but in fact, most of them are no different from some techniques and means in the mortal world, but they are more powerful, so they seem more unpredictable.

Just like the mud waves in front of you, the mud spirit is of course weird and unpredictable, but its rampant mud to drive away the shell is not without restraint. It's just that many people mistakenly think that it is a powerful existence that is immortal and immortal, and think that it is impossible to deal with at all, but Li Chuyi believes that if he is deep enough to sacrifice the flames like burning the sky and boiling the sea, what kind of mud pillars and mud waves, even if you move a mud spirit mountain, he can be baked.

The Falling Fire Tribulation Pill is the best example, and those unlucky people of the four sects are supported by the divine power of the Falling Fire Heavenly Tribulation Pill. Under the scorching heat, the mud waves were not only burned hard, but directly burned, and everything around them was annihilated under the scorching heat of the meteoric fire, and all the silt and mud spirits disappeared.

Mud, bricks, no one has ever seen it.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the Meteorite Heavenly Tribulation Pill, and he can't burn the mud waves that are limited by his cultivation, but he still has no problem burning these small waves. Isn't the Taoist priest often saying that the old fool moves the mountain, the master just consumes you little by little at a time, and one day he can consume it for you!

Thinking of this, he wanted to laugh a little, and he didn't know if these mud spirits were deliberately placed here, deliberately keeping them in place and not moving. If it's really artificial, then the person who arranges it is really a bit silly and cute, you said that if you let go of the mud spirit and let it move freely, where will the master have the opportunity to grind them like this, this person doesn't know what to think.

But after thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong, if he really allowed the mud spirits to move freely, then he didn't need to be so bitter and slowly consumed, just find a way to lure them all away like the ice golem on the previous layer, that would be easier.

Thinking about it, Li Chuyi couldn't help but think of the words of the Taoist priest, and those instructors who didn't feel anything at the beginning wanted to come and understand them at this time.

There is a shortage in the way of heaven, and no one is perfect.

There is no perfection in anything between heaven and earth, and even what seems perfect is only infinitely closer in this direction.

How can manpower be able to do things that even the way of heaven can't do, so people can only take one side of things, and it is impossible to do everything. Just like these mud spirits, the people who arranged them chose to let them stick to a place and firmly protect them around the mud mound, although this will make the mud spirits lose their agility, but it can ensure that the mud mounds are impregnable, and it is difficult to conquer them by force.

If it weren't for such an anomaly as him, with the breath of the "Dao Canon", not only was he not afraid of the invasion of water poison, but also had the method of killing the mud spirit, even if he thought of the method he used, I am afraid that he would be powerless to cry out in vain.

Going deeper, this is exactly what the Taoist priest said that there must be a lifetime in the nine deaths, and there is a ray of life in any desperate situation in the world. No matter how tiny it is, this wisp of vitality still exists, just depends on whether you can find him, whether you have enough strength to catch it.

Thinking of this, Li Chuyi suddenly felt that he was too arbitrary, if someone else really discovered the secret of the teleportation array and came all the way here, then even if they didn't have their own Dao Dian breath, they would definitely have other solutions, it was up to them to find out.