Ming Ling stepped forward and released his power, only to see a wisp of light blue air flow emerge from the center of the eight-bladed knife he pressed, and then merged into it along the gas device, this gas device was really conquered, very obediently absorbing this air flow, and then the color of the eight-edged knife changed, emitting a light purple light, Ming Ling couldn't help but smile, when the eight-edged knife stopped absorbing power, its color was much richer than before, Ming Ling knew, this is the phenomenon of complete conquest of the beast and complete integration with his own power.

He felt that his strength now seemed to be much more majestic than before, and with inquiry, he sat on the ground, and after a few breaths, Ming Ling suddenly laughed excitedly, and the old man also smiled with satisfaction.

"Teacher, I've broken through the sixth level of Blue Pin. Ming Ling was overjoyed and immediately told the old man the good news.

A touch of surprise rose between the old man's eyebrows, he knew that Ming Ling's strength level would increase, but he had actually risen five levels in a row!

"Great, it's much closer to the next gas device!" the old man couldn't help but sigh.

Ming Ling's face flickered with a touch of puzzlement, and he asked, "But teacher, why is it that just condensing the qi can increase your level?"

"This is because you are different from ordinary people's system, because there is a lot of power in your body, which does not belong to you, and now with the blessing of the qi, the flow of some power is in conflict with the qi, because it is not superior to the power of the qi, and it is merged into your body, which is the so-called indirect storage of power. The old man smiled.

Ming Ling nodded, the so-called seeing the subtle knowledge, this meeting Ming Ling has a lot of understanding of the qi condensed by this poisonous wolf, he looked at the eight-edged knife, his eyes rolled, as if thinking about something, "Teacher, since this eight-edged knife is completely integrated into my body, I think it is necessary to give him a name." ”

The old man smiled kindly, "Well, yes, the qi device should have a name, you want one." ”

Ming Ling held his chin and thought for a moment, "It's both eight-edged, and it contains poison, and it looks like a plate, or it's called... Eight-Bladed Poison Pin Plate?"

"Eight-bladed poison pin plate? Sounds a bit angry, not bad. The old man nodded.

Ming Ling smiled with satisfaction, then turned his gaze to the eight-bladed knife and said, "Then I will call you the eight-bladed poison pin plate." "I didn't expect that the gas device was still moving up and down like a person, it seemed to mean agreement, which was amazing.

The old man's face suddenly became solemn, "Okay, Ming Ling, let's continue refining qi now, and strive to keep the strength in your body that is still not for itself within two months." The tone sounded full of confidence in the Ming Spirit.

Hearing this, Ming Ling said "um", and then stretched out his hand, recalling the eight-bladed poison disc, only to see that the qi device returned to the palm of Ming Ling's hand very obediently, and then, it turned into a curling purple breath, pouring into Ming Ling's body along the five fingers, feeling the entry of power, Ming Ling's chest couldn't help but stand forward.

Shrugged his neck, Ming Ling suddenly seemed to be an old monk in a settled position, cross-legged on the ground, breathing slowly and steadily, because of the integration of the power of the qi instrument, Ming Ling felt that his breath was much more powerful than before, he quietly and carefully felt every throbbing in his body, the surrounding environment was silent, and the old man observed Ming Ling very seriously.

Ming Ling suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly, the calm of his face was suddenly replaced by a cold light, a throbbing, a clear feeling in Ming Ling's body, what made Ming Ling strange was that vaguely, he smelled a fishy smell, the fishy smell was not strong, but there was a slight fragrance in the smell.

"Toxic. The nose moved slightly, Mingling secretly screamed badly, blurted out subconsciously, and then looked vigilant.

Hearing Ming Ling's words, the old man's eyes rolled, he thought for a moment, and suddenly brightened, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a satisfied smile, and then said unhurriedly: "Ming Ling, the poisonous smell you smell is completely inferior to the toxicity of the eight-bladed poison plate, so you don't have to worry, it will attract poisonous fire to invade the body, you concentrate and look for the source of the smell, since this power is poisonous with that power, you can use poison to attack poison and rely on the power of the eight-bladed poison plate to forcibly integrate that power into yourself,"

Hearing this, Ming Ling exhaled slightly, slightly furrowed eyebrows, stretched, he sniffed the smell carefully, only to feel that the smell was getting denser and thicker, and the smell became pungent, but other than that, Ming Ling did not notice that his body was affected.

Ming Ling suddenly shook his head slightly to the right, only there was the heaviest taste, and immediately decided, Ming Ling's five fingers were slightly opened, secretly starting the qi device, although his eyes were closed, but in the dark environment, he could clearly see that the purple light slowly brightened with his release, and the nose inhaled slightly, and the light gradually revealed the edge with the breath, and in a moment, the eight-bladed poison pin plate had been completely revealed, with the purple light, Ming Ling was vaguely visible, and the direction he judged, there was a dark color, shaped like a flower-like object, and the smell was emitted by it。

If it is power, why is it a bewitching flower?

Ming Ling was a little confused, but he didn't think too much, and then, he mobilized the eight-bladed poison pin plate and rotated towards the flower, the closer the purple mang, the more obvious the black gas emitted by the flower, and in an instant, the eight-bladed poison pin plate was already hovering above the flower, only to see the dark black gas around the flower, it was very thick, even if Ming Ling did not touch, he could clearly feel the huge energy contained in it.

Sure enough, as the old man expected, when the black gas touched the eight-bladed poison pin plate, it was like a frightened fish, immediately scattered and spread around, Ming Ling urged the brutal power of the eight-bladed poison pin plate, and absorbed this demon flower, suddenly Ming Ling gritted his teeth, he clearly sensed a seemingly repulsive force appeared, but no matter how he struggled, it was difficult to get rid of the stiff force, the dark air flow with a chill was like a big fish hooked in the air, you swim and I pull, I saw that the air flow was torn by the power of the eight-bladed poison pin plate, and it was a little laborious to merge with the qi device, and soon the flower made a compromise, and Ming Ling took a few deep breaths, the dark black aura contained in the flower is like a waterfall, flowing into the eight-bladed poison plate.

The demon flower, gradually withering, becoming smaller, Ming Ling was a little greedy to absorb, it seemed that he didn't want to be left at all, knowing that the demon flower turned into nothingness, Ming Ling stopped, took a big breath, Ming Ling issued a recall order to the eight-bladed poison pin plate, and then, it turned into purple gas in an instant, surging towards Ming Ling, this purple gas seemed to be darker than before, Ming Ling noticed that his face was slightly happy.

The old man stroked his beard and smiled with relief.