The Qiankun bag is a low-level magic weapon, with a space circle inside, which is used to load items, simple and lightweight. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Although Qiankun bags are more common in magic weapons, they are not something that ordinary people can use.

Ma Yun and Ma Yu, a pair of brothers, are also nobles in Xuandu City, and Ma Yun has such a one.

Wu Ming got the Qiankun bag, dripping blood to recognize the master, and after collecting it for his own use, he got out the things inside, and the harvest was really good, in addition to two hundred taels of silver, there were also a few clothes, a boxing book and an internal cultivation method, and a milky white jade bottle.

The internal cultivation method was completely unattractive to Wu Ming, so he threw it back.

As for martial arts, it is extremely rare in the entire continent, in general, the level of martial arts is divided from low to high, mortal, human, earth, heaven, Xuan, and holy six levels, and the current one is a boxing book called 'Breaking the Army', and the level of the middle grade of the mortal level is also rare for Wu Ming, a poor bastard.

Put away the boxing book, put away the silver, and finally, Wu Ming noticed the small white jade bottle.

There are three words on the bottle, casting Wudan.

"Casting Martial Arts? Hiss, ......I heard that this thing is very rare, when the martial cultivator breaks through from the Martial Realm to the Thunder Realm, he can run the battle qi and double his strength, and the Martial Pill can play a role, allowing the martial cultivator to successfully break through to the Thunder Realm, presumably, this must be kept by Ma Yun for himself, hehe, it is cheap for me. ”

In an instant, a kind of pleasure of being a robber made Wu Ming quite comfortable, no wonder, many people like to get something for nothing, hum, it's just that it takes strength to get something for nothing.

When you open the bottle, a strong fragrance suddenly spreads, and the smell is refreshing.

There is a pill inside, and the whole body is crystal clear, it must be the Casting Martial Pill.

Wu Ming has now fallen into the Demon Dao, and his cultivation method is quite different from ordinary martial arts, so he couldn't resist the temptation and directly swallowed the Martial Arts.

After a few breaths, a warm current surged all over his body, Wu Ming couldn't say how comfortable, he knew very well that the warm current was the spiritual power of the Casting Martial Arts, but he didn't expect that these spiritual powers also stimulated the inscriptions of the Killing God and Demon Skills on his bones, and what was even more surprising was that the spiritual power generated by the Casting Martial Arts was also transformed by the Killing Gods and Demons Skill, and became a magic yuan injected into the Demon Yuan Bead.

"The spiritual power in the elixir can also be transformed by the Killing God and Demon Skills? Then, spiritual materials should also be able to do the same. Wu Ming was secretly happy in his heart, otherwise, it would be quite difficult to cultivate the second turn of demon refining and relying solely on absorbing people's cultivation, and there is undoubtedly another way now.

However, in this world, the spiritual material elixir is as valuable as the martial arts treasure.

After a few breaths, Wu Ming made up his mind.

In order to improve his strength faster, he must have a sufficient source of spiritual power, if he can become an inner disciple of the Honglan Martial Mansion, .......

Now, there are nearly a thousand disciples of the outer sect of Honglan Martial Mansion, like Liu Junxie and Mo Zhaoxue, who have strength and background, not to mention a few, do the math, there is only one month before the inner door recruits disciples, go and sign up first.

"Hmph, now, I, Wu Ming, am the Heavenly Demon Overlord, and I have the Purple Soul Demon Pupil, the Wind Demon Ear, plus the God Killing Demon Skill, as long as I can complete the second transformation of the Demon Refining, not to mention winning the championship for the time being, at least I will never be worse than a villain like Liu Junxi. When the time comes, Mo Zhaoxue, Liu Junxie, I will let you see if I, Wu Ming, am as useless as you imagined. ”

At this moment, Wu Ming suddenly had that name in his heart, Duan Ziyuan, he didn't know why, he couldn't help but pop up this name in his heart, is that emotional debt really owed by me? Ziyuan, Ziyuan...... why is it that every time I hear these two words, my heart is infinitely sour?

"I don't blame you, I'll wait for you to ......."

At the same time, a woman's gentle voice echoed in Wu Ming's mind.

After a while, Wu Ming shook his head suddenly, and said with a wry smile: "Hey, Wu Ming, Wu Ming, you have added a cranky problem recently, what is this, thinking about women?" Don't worry, I've practiced my skills, what kind of girl doesn't have it? ”

Since the Casting Martial Pill had already taken effect, Wu Ming calmed down and began to absorb it quietly.

It took about an hour for a Martial Pill to be completely transformed into a Demon Yuan and injected into the Demon Yuan Bead. The current Wu Ming naturally didn't know that if he changed to someone else, if he wanted to absorb a Martial Arts, it would take a day or two to say the least.

Sucking Ma Yun and Ma Yu dry, the Demon Yuan Bead was filled with one-tenth, and a Casting Martial Pill was barely one-tenth, which shows that even if there is a god-killing demon skill, there are not enough resources, and it is very difficult to cultivate.

Fortunately, there has been an improvement.

Subsequently, Wu Ming hurriedly signed up, preparing to participate in the comprehensive competition in which Honglan Martial Mansion recruited inner disciples a month later.

After about a cup of tea, Wu Ming rushed to Zhanwutang.

Zhanwutang is mainly responsible for the registration of disciples who will participate in the competition one month later.

There was a mahogany table in the Zhanwu Hall, and an old man who was dozing off sat next to it. There is still a short month to go before the fighting technique, so all the eligible disciples of the Eighth Courtyard of the Outer Gate of the Honglan Martial Mansion have basically been registered, and it seems that there is some spare here.

Wu Ming hesitated a little in front of the door, after all, he had just killed Ma Yun and Ma Yu, would something happen? After thinking about it, Honglan Wufu was very calm, and it seemed that this matter should not be exposed, so Wu Ming walked in front of the old man.

"Hey, senior, I want to ......." Wu Ming greeted but found that the old man was still sleeping, so he had no choice but to increase his tone and put the one hundred taels of silver prepared in advance on the table.

"Senior, I'm going to sign up for ......." This time, before Wu Ming's words were finished, the old man suddenly came to his senses, but his eyes were staring at the silver, but he didn't look at Wu Ming.

"Okay, okay, good, you're a good kid, and you know some rules, let's say, which academy, with which martial artist?" The old man put away the silver and smiled all over his face, but when he looked up and saw Wu Ming, or rather, saw Wu Ming's subordinate clothes, his face suddenly became serious.

"You, you're a subordinate?"

"Yes, my lord."

"Go and go, get out of the way, a subordinate doesn't go to boil water and pick up dung, what kind of mess is going here, disturbing Lao Tzu's dream, looking for death?"

Prior to this, Wu Ming had indeed never heard of the fact that subordinates could participate in the selection of inner disciples, but he had also never heard of such a rule, just because there had never been such a situation in the history of Honglan Martial Mansion.

"Senior, if you are accommodating, no one will say that you can't be a subordinate, besides, I have already honored you just now." Saying this in his mouth, Wu Ming scolded in his heart: "The old immortal, the dog looks down on people, after a while, Lao Tzu let you know if the next person can do it, if you are in a hurry, Lao Tzu will suck you dry." ”

The old man blew his beard and glared angrily: "Filial piety? What kind of filial piety, boy, a hundred taels of silver, just rely on you as a minion, either a traitor or a thief, it's good that Lao Tzu doesn't care about you, get out. Wu Mingwan didn't expect that this old man would not do anything, and the money would be confiscated.

Just as Wu Ming was about to get angry, a voice came from behind him.

"Hehehe, Guo Lao, why are you so angry?"

Wu Ming suddenly looked back, and it happened that Liu Junxie walked into the Zhanwu Hall, and there were two followers behind him.

Seeing Liu Junxie approaching, the old man got up and smiled: "Hehe, it's Liu Gongzi." Subsequently, the old man said that Wu Ming was going to participate in the fighting skills, Liu Junxie also recognized Wu Ming, and listened to the old man's story, he was startled at first, and then laughed.

"Oh? Hehehe, it's your kid ......, I didn't expect you to dare to stay, hum, it seems that Ma Yun and Ma Yu's two wastes have forgotten the order of this son. Okay, you kid has the guts, you want to participate in the fighting skills, right? Guo Lao, register him. ”

The old man frowned, and said with a little embarrassment: "Young Master Liu, he is just a subordinate, this is unreasonable, right?" ”

"Huh? Don't worry, if something happens, this son will stand up, besides, there seems to be no similar regulation in the Wu Mansion. ”

With Liu Junxie's words, the old man had no choice but to give Wu Ming a note. It seems that Liu Junxie helped Wu Ming, but Wu Ming knew in his heart that this kid was completely uneasy and kind.

Sure enough, the old man was registering, and Liu Junxie looked at Wu Ming and said, "Hehe, poor and sour, there is still a month, practice hard, and when the time comes, this son will play with you." Hey, killing someone like you is like killing a dog, but you gave me a little fun, and I am willing to abolish you in front of all the outer disciples, so that your life is worse than death. ”

The old man was about to put down his pen, and after listening to Liu Junxie's words, he suddenly looked at Wu Ming again and asked, "Boy, do you want to compare?" ”

Wu Ming was angry in his heart, but he knew that the eldest husband could endure what ordinary people couldn't, he just told himself in his heart that he would work hard to make this the last time he tolerated it, and he looked at the old man with a firm face.

"My name is Wu Ming, don't be mistaken." After speaking, Wu Ming glanced at Liu Junxie.

"You'll regret your decision today." After speaking, Wu Ming turned around and left Zhanwu Hall.

In fact, there is no need for Liu Junxue to compete with a subordinate, just because Mo Zhaoxue chose Wu Ming as a shield, under Liu Junxie's pursuit, Mo Zhaoxue took a fancy to Wu Ming, a little person with the lowest status, so as to anger Liu Junxie, so even if Liu Junxie knew that Mo Zhaoxue could not like such a subordinate, he still had to put his belly full of fire on Wu Ming.

Wu Ming's last glance when he left, Liu Junxie's heart trembled, he didn't know why, that kind of look actually made him feel a trace of fear, after a few breaths, Liu Junxie snorted coldly, and said to the two people around him: "You, spread the news, the more people who know, the better, in a month, I will abolish him, so that he can't even do it, tsk, I want everyone to know, who dares to get close to Zhaoxue, the end must be very miserable." ”

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