The demon cultivator who Bai Yu handed over to Niu Xiaohua two beast bags left the territory of Bijiu with Blade Tianjue and ten war spirit puppets. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

With the Demon Martial War Spirit Puppet and the Ghost Emperor Vine Seed, he doesn't have to worry about anything.

He came to the confines of Montamore.

"Where is the Konta Magician, get out of here. "Bai Yu stood at the front of the Demon Soul Boat, the blade sky standing on the side, its voice rolling like a raging wind whistling in all directions.

Not long after Bai Yu's words fell, a humanoid demon phantom swept towards him, "Who am I, why, with blood food, I ran to the range of my Mengtu City to spread wild." ”

With a wave of his hand, the few remaining demon cultivators were released by Bai Yu, "Swallow them, and then talk back." ”

"Yes, sir!"

Several demon cultivators knew that Bai Yu was powerful, and they didn't dare to disobey the order, so they immediately sacrificed their magic weapons, and their bodies also pounced on them.

"Bidove, you're stirring up trouble between the two cities, ah-"

Bai Yu drove the Demon Soul Boat downward.

The territory to which the Konta Warlock belongs is not stronger than that of Higue, but it is mostly barren mountains, barren mountains with jet-black hues.

There are also a lot of plants and trees here, all of them are black, and when the white feathers fall, I even saw a few small beasts that were also pitch black, looking at them with their fangs.

After a while, a few demon cultivators came back, and none of them fell.

"Continue to other nearby territories, swallow all the demons, and then come back. As soon as he put away the Demon Soul Boat, Bai Yu looked at a few demon cultivators indifferently and commanded again.

"Yes, sir. A few demon cultivators respectfully took the order and left.

White Feather found a place on the mountainside of a place covered by black trees, and began to dig a hole in it as a temporary residence for him and Blade Heaven.

After a short time, the hole was dug up, and the three caves, one large and two small, were all together.

"The physical martial arts realm divides the force, strength, and qi three layers, you have now preliminarily mastered the use of strength, and then I will pass on you a set of boxing techniques, which can be cultivated together with the "Cangyun Style". ”

"Although this fist is divided into four styles, there is only one word to generalize, crazy, crazy mountains, crazy mountains and shattered, fast and crazy thousands of clouds drifting, crazy gods and demons break their souls, and the world is turned upside down. ”

"But you also need to remember, madness, not recklessness, look at it, this is the first form, sink your waist and back, gather your fist ......"

“……”

The Xuanjie Flying Sword Bai Yu gave Jian Tianjue a handle, as well as a storage bag, as well as two battle spirit puppets and more than a dozen Ghost Emperor Vine Seeds, I don't think the average demon should be his opponent.

Distributing the eight war spirit puppets around the barren mountain to cultivate on their own, Bai Yu began the retreat.

The crisis in the dark makes him dare not be careless, he must improve his strength so that he can live better.

The Demon Warrior of the Bigu is missing, and a new warlock has come to its territory, called Luo Tu, which is naturally the plan of the golden cicada discussed by Bai Yu and Niu Xiaohua, this Luo Tu is a war spirit puppet controlled by Niu Xiaohua, and it looks no different from other demon cultivators.

Xu was unable to calm down during the previous escape, and this retreat was a natural one.

In just over three months, he had easily reached the eighth-level consummation of the early stage of the Qi Acceptance Realm, which made him very happy.

He went out and looked at the cultivation progress of the Blade Heavenly Peer, the last time it was passed on to his Crazy Dragon Fist, this son was also cultivated, this time Bai Yu simply gave it to the flying dragon.

I have to say that this son is definitely a genius of Dao and Martial Arts double cultivation, and now the Blade Heaven has stepped into the late stage of the Body Martial Realm, turning into qi, and the next thing is to think about the Dao he yearns for and condense the Dao Fu.

This white feather naturally couldn't help him.

With the help of a few demon cultivators, his eight battle spirit puppets and the two sent to the blade, the demon soul cultivation has reached the middle stage of the demon warrior.

Now that the war spirit puppet can go out to forage for food on its own, Bai Yu directly ordered the war spirit puppet to capture a few demon cultivators and put them in the beast bag again.

Let the eight war spirit puppets go out to hunt demon cultivators, whether they are demon pawns or demon warriors, they will not let go, and the demon soul cultivation is established as the late stage of the demon lord.

That is, once his demon soul cultivation reaches the late stage of the Demon Lord, he needs to come back and report to him.

After being instructed to do so, Bai Yu retreated again.

This time, in addition to cultivating Bai Yu, he also learned to make talismans.

He already knew how to make all kinds of talisman pens, talisman paper, and talisman ink that day, and he also tried to make a little bit in the spare time of avoiding the pursuit and killing of the god ancestor underground.

However, the most powerful only made a few mid-level spirit runes, and he was not satisfied with this.

"Taixi Qingyunlu" is constantly running day by day, and the ninth layer of the true yuan is already very full, but there is no sign of condensation.

After about half a month, the ninth layer finally showed signs of condensation.

It's just that no matter how hard Bai Yu worked next, two months have passed, and there is still no sign of continuing to condense the ninth layer True Yuan, Bai Yu knows that he can't force it, so he has to give up temporarily.

Take out the rune pen, rune ink, rune paper, and start making talismans again.

Lifting the pen, condensing the qi, putting down the pen, the pen walking the dragon snake, the fire dragon talisman gathered by several fire attribute symbols, instantly jumped on the paper.

Bai Yu raised his hand, his brows couldn't help frowning, and he failed.

Spirit runes are not spiritual at all, how can they be called spirit runes, "When the last time I made a mid-level spirit rune, it was made like this once, how could it be this time?!"

Bai Yu pondered the feeling of making talismans last time, and seemed to think of something, and the talisman pen was dipped in some talisman ink and hung in the air.

The eyes were closed, and after a few deep breaths to adjust the state, the eyes opened, and the eyes were quiet for a moment, without waves, like an ancient well.

The hand holding the pen falls gently, like the autumn leaves withering and falling, revealing nature, the moment the pen touches the rune paper, it does not stop at all, and walks leisurely on the rune paper.

Trembling, tapping, twisting slowly, lifting the hook, every small movement is extremely natural.

It seems that at this moment, he is not making a talisman, but painting a silent and quiet, but revealing a trace of hot nature, yes, like sketching a volcano.

A volcano in silence ready to erupt.

Whew――

Finally, the last stroke of this natural spirit rune fell, and Bai Yu suddenly felt very tired in consciousness, as if he was controlling hundreds of magic weapons and fighting with people.

It's just that when his gaze fell on the quiet spirit rune on the tip of the pen, it seemed to reveal a fiery fire, "It's done, this breath is clearly the breath of a high-level spirit rune." ”

Therefore, the aura exuded from the talisman is far stronger than that of the ordinary fire dragon talisman, which is several times stronger, and it has the memory of Meng Hua, the sect leader of the Guiyuan Sect, and the aura is clear and high-level.

As if thinking of something, Bai Yu hurriedly put down the talisman pen and the spirit talisman he had just made, and began to meditate.

He was going to make a note of the subtle change in sensation when he first made the talisman.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and Bai Yu woke up leisurely in his meditation, and a trace of fine light in his eyes was instantly submerged in the deep pupils like an abyss.

"Come again. Lifting the talisman pen, he concentrated slightly, followed by a series of extremely natural small movements, tossing and turning on the rune paper that was no more than a few inches.

After a few breaths, Bai Yu stopped his pen and settled down, his eyes looked at the ground, and a touch of joy quietly appeared on his face.

It's just that in the next moment, he smiled bitterly again, "How can I be so tired every time I make it." ”

Yes, this time it is still a high-level fire dragon talisman, a high-level spirit talisman drawn with medium-level materials and medium-level attribute symbols.

But soon Bai Yu found that it seemed that his soul strength had increased, although it was only a little bit, Bai Yu could still feel a little different.

"I don't know if this is good for cultivation. Thinking of it, Bai Yu immediately ran the exercises and walked around the sky.

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed, and Bai Yu woke up in the middle of the meditation, with a happy look on his face, "Yes, the ninth layer of the true yuan is actually half condensed, it seems that the talisman can increase the strength of the soul, but this is related to the improvement of cultivation." ”

Then Bai Yu began to make talismans frantically, and although that state occasionally failed, overall, the success rate was still extremely high.

Gradually, half a year has passed, and the success rate of Bai Yu's cross-first-order talisman has reached sixty percent, although I don't know what kind of realm this is, but it is always good.

Now that his cultivation has reached the tenth level of perfection in the early stage of the Qi Acceptance Realm, it just so happens that all the demon beast materials have almost been exhausted.

Feel the true element in the body full of drumming, like a strong wind and waves, surging blood, both fists clenched, immediately tendons and veins stretched, like a string full of bows, ready to flourish.

Even the muscles and bones felt a slight difference, and the white feather's eyes were full of joy, and then they closed and stared inside.

"Hey, what's going on?" Bai Yu suddenly discovered that the demon soul mark in the dantian was inexplicably much larger, several times larger than before, "I don't have any intention of demon skills, will this demon soul cultivate on its own?"

He even knew from the memory of the demon soul that the level of this demon soul was clearly in the early stage of the demon lord, and it was even slightly stronger.

This surprised Bai Yu.

However, he felt that it was only the power of pure demon souls, and there were no chaotic emotions, so Bai Yu let it go, as long as it didn't harm his cultivation.

After simply cleaning up the cave, Bai Yu left the cave.

Now it is time to find other materials for refining the Empty Yuan Dan, just thinking of how to refine it, Bai Yu can't help but have a headache, Niu Xiaohua can't do alchemy, he can only refine some simple low-level magic weapons, and he is proficient in puppets.

Whether it is a royal spirit puppet, a hidden spirit puppet, a primordial spirit puppet, or a war spirit puppet, it is easy to come in his hands.

It's just alchemy, Bai Yu is a little worried.

As soon as he came out of the cave, Blade Heaven Absolute ran towards him with Phantom Cloud Steps.

It's just that he came to Bai Yu's body, but he didn't know how to express it.

Seeing him frowning, Bai Yu couldn't help but smile and said, "But the Dao rune has turned out?"

Blade Heaven nodded resolutely.

"Okay, come here. "The white feather was in front, and the blade heaven followed closely behind and then entered the black cave.

"Sit down cross-legged. ”

Bai Yu also sat opposite him, and a finger lightly touched the forehead of Jian Tianjue, and the cultivation method of "Taixi Qingyunlu" was instantly transmitted to the other party's sea of knowledge.

Jian Tianjue closed his eyes tightly, carefully understanding the exercises that Bai Yu had passed on to him.

"From now on, you can be regarded as officially stepping into the dual cultivation of Taoism and martial arts, the true element is in the meridians, and the spell is cast through various methods, scattered into the physical body, back and forth to the muscles, blood, meridians, bones, you can quench the physical body, the higher the cultivation, the stronger the physical body, and other benefits will be slowly realized in the future

In addition to this exercise, I will pass on a few more spells to you, but remember that you can't use them in the territory of the demons. ”

Then, Bai Yu also taught him the low-level and middle-level spells he knew, and at the end, he also gave him the Dragon Body and the Heavenly Dragon Step.

It can be described as selfless.

There are a thousand ways for a thousand people, and Bai Yu will not be stingy with his own exercises.

The same exercises, practiced by people with different minds, will not be the same in the future, not to mention the dual cultivation of this Tao and martial arts, and when you reach a certain level, you need to create your own Dao.

On that day, Taiximen did not say that all the core disciples had practiced this exercise, and it was almost the same, yes, it was not bad for this person.

Bai Yu left, leaving a few transmission notes, two hidden spirit puppets and nearly a hundred ghost emperor vine seeds, briefly explained, and then headed towards Mengtu City, eight war spirit puppets that had reached the late stage of the Warlock, under the control of their consciousness, they approached Mengtu City respectively.

Jian Tian broke out of the stone cave, and in the direction of Bai Yu's departure, with tears in his eyes, he knelt down for the first time, as if he had officially identified the identity of Master Bai Yu.

Bai Yu saw this scene, and he smiled with relief.

Without sharpening, the blade will perish!

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