"Haha There was a bloody light wrapped around the center of Dao Wuyuan's fingers, which was the murder weapon that broke Li Lao's mutilated version of the Divine Thorn and cut off his head.

The cultivation of the Divine Thorn to the Dacheng stage does have the unfathomable power of ghosts and gods, but Li Lao only got the first two cultivation methods from the secret realm by accident, and they are still incomplete.

Against the true immortal disciple, Dao Wuyuan, who was born in a famous sect of the Netherworld Immortal Dao, this mutilated version of the Divine Thorn didn't even have time to exert its power before it was broken by another killing immortal method.

This is the gap between a casual cultivator like Li Lao and a disciple of a famous family, who has a complete immortal art inheritance, and has been cultivated by countless elixirs since he was a child.

It was a crushing gap, and the two sides were not at all opponents of the same level.

What's more, even among the disciples of the Immortal Sect, Dao Wuyuan is also a genius among geniuses, far surpassing his younger brother Dao Wuyuan. The immortal art that Dao Wuyuan majored in was the Five Ghost Carrying Technique, while the immortal technique that Dao Wuyuan majored in was the more cruel and terrifying "Ghost Raising Technique".

This is a forbidden technique that is known as ten people in the Netherworld Immortal Dao who cultivate nine people to die, and the remaining one is either a genius or a madman.

Many times, geniuses and madmen are separated by a thin line, and Dao Wuyuan is obviously the kind of person who stands on the edge of genius and madness.

The legend of the path of no return of the Netherworld Immortal Dao is not a joke, every genius born in the Netherworld Immortal Dao has unfathomable combat power, and doing things by unscrupulous means is like a common thing for them.

But even so, there are still countless people who step into the door of the Netherworld Immortal Dao every year, for what?

That answer is very simple and pure, because the Netherworld Immortal Dao is very strong, strong beyond common sense, it is the branch of immortal art that has the most forbidden techniques in the Twelve Earth Immortal Dao system, and it is the Netherworld Dao that can drive the power of ghosts and gods for its own use.

"Force...... Come on. After decapitating Li Lao cleanly, Dao Wuyuan's body began to tremble slightly, and his pale face was full of fanatical expressions.

Behind him, a white soft mask slowly emerged from the shadows.

It was a miserable white bone mask with bizarre doll symbols painted on it, and in the eyes, the mouth part was three large hollow holes, giving people a chilling feeling.

From this mask, some black ghost qi poured out continuously, and at the end of the mask formed a blurred body.

"Go, eat him." No matter how many times he watched it, Dao Wuyuan found this scene pleasing to the eye.

This ghost thing, which has never appeared in the records of the Netherworld Immortal Dao, has given him unprecedented strength, and also made his status among Taoists rise to the sky, and it can be said that his meteoric prosperity all started from obtaining this ghost thing.

To this day, he still doesn't know what the hell this is and what the essence is.

But what does it matter, as long as this ghost can give him a huge amount of strength, whether he wants to eat people, whether he wants to devour gods and souls, he is up to him.

He would find him enough food, initially some ordinary people, then martial arts cultivators with plenty of qi and blood, but these gradually could not satisfy this powerful ghost, so now he had to choose a more powerful target—someone like Li Lao.

When the ghost was first found, it was just a blurry black shadow, and it seemed like even a strong wind could blow him away.

But when Dao Wuyuan saw this ghost for the first time, his body instinctively sensed the extraordinaryness of this mysterious ghost, and he made a contract with it without thinking about it, and practiced the "ghost raising technique" that can be called a forbidden art in the Netherworld Immortal Dao.

Ghost cultivation is a kind of immortal art that is also extremely cruel and dangerous for Nether Immortal Dao cultivators. Those who practice this art should raise a powerful ghost in their own body, grow and evolve with the ghost, and finally completely merge with the ghost, and turn themselves into a strong person with a half-ghost body that surpasses the human being.

Filled with danger and unpredictable terror in the process, nine of the ten Netherworld Immortal Dao cultivators who practiced the art of cultivating ghosts would disappear into the realm of the seas and mountains—because they had been eaten by demons.

The last one left is the winner of the most stubborn, the lucky one who completes the complete integration with the ghosts.

Theoretically speaking, this method can allow the monks of the Netherworld Immortal Dao to directly fuse ghosts that are much stronger than themselves, so as to ascend to the heavens in one step, but there is naturally a law in the underworld that restricts this behavior, and most of those monks who try to fuse ghosts that are much stronger than themselves disappear silently.

The reason why Dao Wuyuan did not hesitate to choose to fuse this mysterious ghost creature was precisely because this mysterious ghost creature was in a weak state at the beginning, but it had unlimited potential.

Every time it eats a person, the strange ghost's body solidifies a little, and that mask is the sign that it slowly condenses after eating hundreds of people.

"Gah! Ga! The mask covered Li Lao's headless corpse, and then the ghost qi that leaked out of the mask devoured Li Lao's flesh and blood little by little.

Li Lao, who was attached to the white mask, began to shrink rapidly, and then was completely eaten by the white mask, and even after the most embarrassing thing, he didn't even let go of Li Lao's head, and was eaten cleanly.

Not only that, but even the blood stains that fell from Li Lao on the ground, all the remnants of life and flesh were swallowed by the white mask and turned into nourishment for its body.

After devouring Elder Li, the ghost body under the white mask became even more staring, especially the part of the right hand, which had already revealed three fingers.

These three fingers are the index finger, middle finger, and ring finger, and the three fingers show a crystal transparent jade color, exuding a soft luster like a gemstone, in which the flow of blood vessels can be faintly seen.

"Good." Looking at the ground where even the blood stains had been cleaned up, and the three fingers that appeared from the ghost things he had raised, Dao Wuyuan was in a very good mood, and couldn't help but shake the feather fan in his hand.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed, he has seen the direction of his path to the immortal warlock, this mysterious ghost is his broad road.

The white mask returned to the shadow behind Dao Wuyuan, and then sank into the darkness.

"Next, it's those two people."

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"It finally worked." Mei Xue looked at the emerald green and saturated luster of the Blood Condensation Grass in his hand with relief, after a hard day's work and squandering all the medicinal materials, he finally refined a perfect quality Blood Clotting Grass, which represented that he had taken another step forward on the road of pharmacist.

Although it sounds like there is only a thin line between the best quality and the perfect quality, in fact, the difference between this line is decisive.

The best represents 99.99% or even infinitely close to perfection, but as long as there is a little impurity and a little defect, it cannot be considered perfect.

Perfection means 100 percent, flawless, without any flaws. From 99 percent to 100 percent, that's a qualitative mutation, so even if it seems like it's just a little bit worse, the value that that little bit represents is decisive.

"I made it too!" Xiao Yanagi happily raised the fierce and blood-shrouded "Blood Clotting Grass" in his hand.

Looking at the mysterious "Blood Condensation Grass", Mei Xue smiled dumbly, and the little pride that came from refining the perfect quality Blood Condensation Grass immediately disappeared.

In the process of refining medicine with Koyanagi, he found that for Koyanagi, what techniques, what medicines, and what fire control procedures are not universal.

Koyanagi wanted to refine the medicine, but Koyanagi threw the herbs into the winged quadrangle, and Koyanagi stirred and stirred—and then the unpredictable "blood condensation grass" came out.

It is the same if you can even omit all the intermediate processes, and change it to Koyanagi to refine the medicine - there is nothing wrong with refining the medicine successfully.

Compared with him who was trembling and concentrating, Xiaoyanagi's alchemy was so chic, so unusual, don't use common sense on her, the common sense of human beings is not qualified to evaluate the talent of this genius girl of the immortal family - the talent of refining poison.

With exactly the same medicinal materials and exactly the same medicine pod, Mei Xue can refine the elixir she wants to refine according to the knowledge she has learned, but Xiaoliu can refine things that do not exist in any pharmacopoeia records, this is her talent, unparalleled in the world, invincible talent in the world.

To describe, Mei Xue's alchemy is to bring out the medicinal properties of the medicinal herbs, while Koyanagi's alchemy is more like challenging the rules of the seas and mountains—and she succeeded.

"Xiaoyanagi, this is very precious, it's better not to sell it to others." With Mei Xue's shallow knowledge, it was impossible to identify the value of the blood condensation grass refined by Xiao Yanagi, but just by looking at the blood-colored and radiant appearance, he knew that this was not something that would be sold in stalls and pharmacies, it was already a priceless treasure.

"It won't sell." The commemoration of the happy time with Mei Xue, how could Xiao Liu sell it to others, just like the candies that her sister carefully treasured, all these elixirs she refined with her own hands were regarded by her as her sweet treasures and quietly hidden in the crystal hair ornament.

"That's good, it's getting dark, get some rest." After admonishing Xiao Liu a few words, Mei Xue put away the best and perfect quality blood condensation grass he had refined, and tomorrow he was ready to sell these elixirs in exchange for more medicinal materials, and at the same time, he was also ready to buy some books and jade butterflies to prepare for the entrance exam of Qinglong Academy that would come soon.

After learning about that secret information from Huang Fei, he had to prepare a lot more at once, he had never thought that the entrance exam of the Blue Dragon Academy would have such a secret.

"Good night." Xiao Yanagi, who had been with Mei Xue all day today, reluctantly said goodbye to Mei Xue, if she could, she really wanted to do this kind of happy thing with Mei Xue all the time.

When the two of them were refining medicine together, the winged Quartet would always make a sound that triggered the hearts of the two, which was a sound that only she and Mei Xue could hear, making the rhythm of the two unconsciously merge into one.

Like a bird that flies with wings, like a tree with knotted branches, she is Mei Xue's wings, a part of Mei Xue.

Breathing, heartbeat, the speed of blood flow, every time she refined the elixir, she could feel that her heart and Mei Xue were closer, and the feeling of blood connection was clearer.

Mei Xue, did you hear that? The sound of my heart beating.

Mei Xue, do you feel it? This throbbing of excitement and happiness.

Mei Xue, actually, I really, very, very, like you very much.