Sighing in the room, He Xukong secretly felt that in the future, he would first absorb the source stone after cultivating, after all, he was a disciple of the inner sect of the Extreme Palace, and even if he didn't do anything every month, he would have the source stone to receive.

And the speed of cultivating with the source stone is more than dozens of times faster, He Void forcibly resisted the idea of absorbing the source stone immediately, and he found that after the great battle, it had some great benefits for cultivation.

He Void came to the familiar orchard, only to see that the black ape was waiting here early, its huge pupils were full of anticipation, seeing He Void coming, the black ape looked up to the sky and roared, excited.

There was no communication, one man and one beast fought together again, He Void exerted every trace of strength in his body, and the power of the blood pattern was quickly exhausted, and the entry of the Blood Demon Immortal Body not only brought a strong body to He Void, but also gave him full stamina.

The black ape is also a foreign body in the demon beast, it has opened part of its spiritual intelligence early, and it is accompanied by natural supernatural powers, its body is already strong, and it is not only He Void that grows, but the black ape is also growing.

The blood damage came quickly, but He Void did not stop fighting, a trace of doubt flashed in the black ape's eyes, it seemed to have found He Void's trembling body, and then his pupils shrank, and he consciously slowed down the attack.

Time passed slowly, one man and one beast, hungry with fruit to quench hunger, thirsty with fruit to quench thirst, the day passed again, He Void left again in the black ape's somewhat unfinished gaze.

Looking at the back of He Xukong walking away, there was a strange look in the black ape's eyes, which seemed to be disappointment.

Suddenly, the words of He Void came, "Don't worry", I will come again tomorrow.

Suddenly, the black ape raised his head to the sky and roared, his face was full of excitement, turned into a black shadow, and went to the depths of the orchard in a few jumps.

Time is in a hurry, and I can't take it away...... Can't catch it.

A month passed again, and He Void cultivated every night during this time, and went to the orchard to fight the black ape during the day.

The source stone had long been exhausted, and in a month's time, with the source stone and his unremitting efforts, he had condensed four blood lines.

The energy contained in a source stone is amazing, this is a strange thing cultivated by the monks of the Nine Spirit Realm, although it is a bit wasteful for He Void to condense blood lines, it can increase his cultivation speed a lot.

He cultivated the Tailing Scroll, and if he only relied on his own breathing, it would take at least a year to condense the four blood lines, and now he didn't need a month with the help of the Source Stone.

If there were enough source stones, his achievements this month would be much more than that.

A trace of confusion flashed in He Xukong's eyes, not only his growth in this month is also very large, the black ape is also the same, the black ape has now condensed nine blood lines, even if he condenses four blood lines now, plus the growth of the blood demon immortal body for a month, the black ape can still fight with him inseparably.

He Void was puzzled, in the past month, he had also consulted some books given to him by his master, and there was no record of demon beasts like black apes in the Kyushu Demon Beast Record.

When Zhang Xian left, he gave him some books that introduced the common knowledge of monks, among which the Kyushu Demon Beast Record was one of them.

After figuring it out, He Xukong simply didn't think about it, and walked out of the door, he had grown more than just cultivation in the past month.

Now He Xukong's expression is resolute, his eyebrows reveal a heroic spirit, his whole person has some fierce feelings, and his heart has grown a lot after a month of fighting.

Today, he didn't have the idea of going to the orchard, but came to the teleportation formation at the top of Qingyun Mountain.

A month has passed, and he can receive Yulu again, that is, ten source stones, thinking of this, He Void has an unconcealable smile on his face.

One source stone is equivalent to dozens of days of his penance, and his cultivation of the Tailing Scroll, it took him two months to cultivate just one blood pattern before, and the condensation of the blood pattern, the more difficult it is to go on, He Void can't imagine at all, if he just relies on his own penance, how long it will take to cultivate the Tailing Scroll to the consummation of the eighty-one blood lines, twenty years, fifty years, or a lifetime can't reach it.

Because of the monks of the Leaping Dragon Realm, the condensation of blood patterns cannot increase longevity.

Thinking of this, He Xukong suddenly understood the importance of the source stone in his heart, that is, the more the merrier.

Activating the teleportation formation, He Void came to the white jade ladder again, He Void stared at the white jade ladder for a long time with a sigh, he always felt that there was a big secret in it, as if the predecessor of the machine spirit seemed to be waiting for someone.

Although He Void doesn't know what it is, it can be speculated from the previous clues that it must be related to the Tailing Scroll, combined with the news He Void heard before, there is a mystery to the sky here.

After pondering for a long time, He Void also knew that he was not qualified to touch these secrets now.

He Xukong held the inner disciple token in his hand, and silently recited the mantra to activate, and suddenly, a ray of light shot from a high place, and he calmly faced it without retreating, and in an instant, the light came to him.

He Void felt that a soft and watery light surrounded his whole body, very warm, as if wandering in the sea, and soon the confusion in He Void's eyes flashed.

He felt himself inexplicably ascending into the air, so fast that everything in his eyes was obscured by a pale blue, unable to be seen.

When He Xukong's vision was wide, he found that he had come to the middle of the bridge to the Heavenly Gorge.

Looking at the Wudian in front of him, He Xukong suddenly felt a trace of uneasiness in his heart, he was worried that what would happen if Shizun knew that he had become an inner disciple and was the same as him in status.

What made He Void's heart clogged was that Shizun was an inner disciple of the Wudian, and he was the Extreme Palace, which were two camps of one.

After sighing and sighing, He Void went to the Extreme Palace, and most of the inner disciples had tasks to go out to perform tasks, or go to the red ruins above the sky to explore, or they were practicing penance in their own caves, so He Void didn't meet other disciples when he came twice, and He Void was also happy to do so.

Otherwise, if there are other inner disciples who see He Void, then his identity will naturally come out, He Void has not met other disciples, and perhaps there are also three people such as the deputy hall master who are deliberately among them.

Coming to the inner gate of the Extreme Hall again, He Void was still shocked, and the hanging peaks still made him wander, and it was difficult for him to say what kind of power could hang the mountain range that connected several peaks together in the air, and not fall for hundreds of years.

Coming to the door of the inner gate to receive the money, He Xukong found that it was a turquoise hut, which was incompatible with everything around it.

The hut was not big, and there was no deliberate formation protection, He Xukong took a closer look, and a man in a Taoist robe, who seemed to be middle-aged, was sleepy on the counter.

He walked in, his eyes gradually opened, and he was still full of sleep, and suddenly his eyes moved, and a trace of agility flashed.

The middle-aged monk dressed as a Taoist priest was not a mortal, and when he saw He Void's cultivation, he naturally guessed his identity.

But the thought of his master's order, that is, the law enforcement hall master, made him tremble.

Let it develop, don't deliberately treat it with special treatment because of its talent, the middle-aged Taoist priest heard that this order was issued by the hall master who had not shown up for a hundred years, who would dare to disobey?

Let's get it, the middle-aged man stretched and spoke.

Well, He Xukong nodded and muttered, and there was not too much nonsense, now his cultivation is too low in this inner gate, he is obviously an outlier, he doesn't want to intersect and stay too much, if it wasn't for the source stone, he wouldn't have come to say anything.

The middle-aged man didn't dare to make any more moves towards that order, and as soon as his hand was called, ten pieces of Dao Source suddenly flew towards He Void.

He Xukong grabbed Dao Yuan, put it in the storage bag, and turned to leave.

"Wait," the middle-aged man suddenly said.

He Xukong paused, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he turned around and asked, "This senior brother, I don't know what's going on?"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly, he is the eighth generation disciple of the Extreme Palace, and He Void is the tenth generation, and his cultivation is profound, otherwise he would not have been sent here to distribute spirit stones, you must know that this is a fat difference, and it is difficult for ordinary people to squeeze their heads in, according to the seniority He Void should be respectfully called Uncle Shi.

However, the middle-aged man is not a person who sticks to small sections, but he secretly says in his heart and says:

This junior brother, you are the inner disciple of my Extreme Palace, and logically speaking, you are qualified to go to the Hidden Scripture Pavilion to choose a spiritual decision.

"Oh", and this is still the case? He Void didn't know before, so there was some surprise.

But junior brother, your current cultivator is also a waste of opportunity to go to the Scripture Pavilion to choose, but how can a monk walk in the world without external force.

And there is a martial arts pavilion in the outer gate, and as a disciple of your inner gate, you can choose several martial arts, I think it is very suitable for you, the middle-aged man said.

He Xukong clenched his fists to express his gratitude, although he didn't know why this senior brother deliberately reminded him, but he was grateful from the bottom of his heart.

No need, you and I are both disciples of the Extreme Palace, and there will be cooperation in the future, the middle-aged man said.

He Xukong thanked him and left here, and the middle-aged man in place smiled bitterly: I don't want to disobey my master's order if I remind him like this, and it will not be difficult for him to surpass me if there is no accident with his future talent.

However, as the leader of the eight generations of disciples, he pretended to be tender today, no matter what, even the hall master was shocked by this son's talent, and he formed a good fate today, and he may have a useful time in the future.