"There may have been too much terror buried on this dragon vein, which led to the final corpse transformation, and gave birth to such a strong eerie and dead aura. ”

Shaking his bloated figure, the old donkey walked through the sparse pine woods, staring at the endless valley not far away, his words were a little heavy, and his big round eyes were a little distracted, flashing with a trance luster.

"For some reason, the deep well made me feel like my heart was pounding, but the death air there was so strong that I had no choice but to stop in front of a few murals. ”

The space bracelet between his wrists flickered, Jiang Xiaoqi took out a wine bag from it, uncorked the bottle with a pop, and suddenly, a touch of intoxicating wine fragrance spread out and poured it into his mouth.

"Hey, boy, where's that calf's nose with you?"

As soon as Jiang Xiaoqi's words fell, the old donkey turned his head suddenly, looked around, and found that there was no trace of the little Taoist. He had already noticed it just now, only Jiang Xiaoqi came back alone, and the figure of the little Taoist priest was gone, so he immediately asked with some doubts.

"The little Taoist said that he still had important business to attend to, so we parted when we came out of the stone hall. ”

After pouring another sip of mellow flower wine into his mouth, Jiang Xiaoqi raised his sleeve and wiped his mouth, turned his head and explained to the old donkey beside him.

"How's that, boy, now you know what the gap is, right?"

Out of nowhere, he took out something similar to a radish and put it in his mouth to gnaw, the old donkey found a haystack next to Jiang Xiaoqi and lay down, stared at Jiang Xiaoqi with its big cheap eyes, and said vaguely with a big grin.

"Indeed, the strength of this Taoist Daoist is very strong, even if I am in the same realm, I will not be his opponent now. ”

This time, Jiang Xiaoqi did not refute the old donkey's words, but agreed with it. From the previous contact, Jiang Xiaoqi understood the gap between the two, whether it was the cultivation of spiritual power or the unpredictability of spiritual skills, this Taoist Taoist was far above him.

"Yo, it seems that the calf's nose hit you hard. ”

Looking at Jiang Xiaoqi's straight expression, the old donkey chewed the radish in his mouth crunchyly, glanced at him with slanted eyes, and said with a little sloppy.

"Brother Donkey, make up for it, how can you make up for the missed forging period?"

didn't care about the old donkey's unbeaten face, Jiang Xiaoqi smiled on his cheeks, turned to look at the old donkey who was gnawing radish in the haystack, and asked with a little negotiation in his words. After this period of experience, Jiang Xiaoqi gradually understood the importance of physique for a person, if a person wants to be strong, the first thing to do is to temper the physique and let it reach a sufficient strength, so that it can match the strength accumulated in the body.

"You kid hasn't gone through the forging period?"

On the side, the old donkey, who was leisurely gnawing on turnips, heard Jiang Xiaoqi's words, and the huge donkey's face couldn't help but be stunned, and the front teeth that were gnawed down almost bit his tongue, and he hurriedly turned his head to look at Jiang Xiaoqi, and asked in surprise flashing in his pupils.

"At the beginning, Grandpa Shi didn't plan to let me embark on the path of cultivation, so naturally I didn't experience the so-called forging period. ”

"It is precisely because of this that I have to pay more attention to the tempering of my physique and make up for this shortcoming. ”

Looking at the surprised look of the old donkey, Jiang Xiaoqi stretched his waist, slowly stood up from the bluestone, looked at the twinkling stars in the night sky, a trace of trance flashed on his handsome face, unconsciously, he has been in this world for almost thirteen years, and he has gradually adapted to life here, but everything here seems to be like being in a dream, but it seems so real.

......

Time flies, two months have passed since the trip to Baigu Pavilion, since they left, Baigu Pavilion's style of acting is much more low-key than before, after all, losing the pavilion master they worship as gods, the overall strength of Baigu Pavilion has been greatly reduced, and naturally they dare not cause trouble again.

Without the support of Baigu Pavilion, the horse bandits within a radius of dozens of miles have also become restrained, and they are no longer as rampant as before, and naturally, many villages have never lost children for no reason.

Last month, Jiang Xiaoqi celebrated his thirteenth birthday, and at the same time, it also indicates that he has been in this world for thirteen years. During these thirteen years, he spent most of his time in the village, peaceful and silent. But when he embarks on the path of cultivation, he is destined to have an ordinary life, after all, no one is on the way to being hunted down and killed when they open their first eyes.

At this time, on a bare plain, a thin figure was naked, carrying a boulder the size of a rockery on his shoulder and walking in the desert. The heavy boulder pressed against the boy's shoulder, causing his head to tilt, and beads of sweat flowed down the boy's cheeks like water, and the heat was scorching, and the sweat was evaporated by the scorching heat before it could flow.

Under his feet, there was loose loess, which was trampled out of deep pits by the heavy footsteps of the young man, drowning his ankles. Looking at the past from the bottom up, the young man's naked upper body was now tanned a healthy bronzer, and the temperament of the little white face had gradually faded, and two months of grinding made the young man's face a little more resolute.

The most eye-catching thing is the dark black lines that surround the boy's body, dense, as if thousands of ants and insects are biting, condensed into a deep pattern, and the lingering black light surges under the bronzed skin, completely blended with his skin, and looks like a strange sense of coordination.

"Brother Donkey, why does your body refining method look a little evil?"

Walking on the bare plain with a boulder on his back, Jiang Xiaoqi laboriously pulled out his arm to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead, looked at the black lines on his naked upper body, gasped and spoke, and asked the old donkey like this.

As soon as Jiang Xiaoqi's words fell, he heard a word coming from the boulder behind him.

"Boy, don't be in the midst of blessings and don't know blessings, this thing I have worked so hard to snatch from others, and it is the best of the forging methods. ”

"If it weren't for your sincerity, I wouldn't have passed on this good thing to you. ”

Following the sound, I saw that on the cyan boulder on Jiang Xiaoqi's back at this time, there was an emerald green lotus leaf, swaying in the wind, covering the top of the boulder, and eliminating the scorching sun.

And under the emerald green lotus leaves, at this time lay a bloated donkey, holding a shaved sugar cane in his hand, chewing gracefully, sipping two sips from time to time, and shouting at the small figure under the stone with his tongue.

"Why does this body forging method make the magic in my body so active?"

Hearing the clamor coming from the boulder, Jiang Xiaoqi rolled his throat and swallowed a mouthful of saliva, took difficult steps, and spoke again. Ever since he obtained this strange body forging method in the hands of the old donkey, Jiang Xiaoqi felt that the magic power in his body was extremely active every time he practiced, and he cheered and wanted to rush towards his qu chi and devour the majestic spiritual power in it.

Such a posture really frightened Jiang Xiaoqi, but what he expected didn't happen, but as he practiced for more than a month, the magic power in his body became stronger and stronger, so much so that it completely exceeded the spiritual power he was majoring in.

"That's natural, because the old man gave you this body forging method is originally for demon cultivation, so it's strange that the magic power spreading in your body is not active. ”

Spit out a mouthful of sugar cane, the old donkey opened his mouth with a big grin, and the upturned Erlang's legs swayed gracefully, and that self-satisfied posture was completely different from Jiang Xiaoqi, who practiced hard.

"Boom"

As soon as the old donkey's words fell, Jiang Xiaoqi's difficult steps suddenly stopped, and his arms covered in dark lines waved together. The next moment, the old donkey felt like he had soared, his body became light, and he gradually lost contact with the bluestone under his body.

Immediately afterwards, I saw that the huge bluestone that was thrown by Jiang Xiaoqi's arms with a bang smashed into the desolate plain in the distance, and in an instant, smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the yellow sand spread, submerging the entire bluestone.

"Rabbit cub, your uncle, just throw it away. ”

Soon after, I heard a burst of abuse in the yellow sand smoke, and then I saw the old donkey crawling out of the smoke and dust, and the ear of the ridge shook slightly, and threw out a handful of sand and soil, which flowed into the nose, choking it coughed again and again, ran over with a mouthful of big teeth, shouted and cursed in his mouth, and was about to rush to Jiang Xiaoqi's black mouth.

"You said that this body forging method was originally used for the cultivation of the demon race, why did you deceive me and let me practice. ”

Pulling the big mouth of the old donkey, Jiang Xiaoqi's face sank, grabbed its two ears, and immediately opened his mouth and asked in a loud voice.

"You let me go first. ”

Shaking his head, the old donkey broke free from Jiang Xiaoqi's hand with Yahuazi, and glared at him with a pair of big round eyes, as if he was disgusted that he didn't know the goods.

"Didn't the old man say it, this body forging method is the best of them, and if you want to make up for the lost body forging period, you naturally need its help. ”

"However, this body forging method is like waste paper to ordinary people, completely useless, after all, only demons can practice, but for you, this body forging method is a treasure. ”

"I can only say that you kid is lucky, you let you pick up a big bargain for nothing, you are good, and you still complain about me. ”

Looking at Jiang Xiaoqi's frowning cheeks, the old donkey's body shook off the dust between his hair, and he looked at Jiang Xiaoqi with slanted eyes like a hillbilly, and then said with a grin.

"Although I don't reject the power of the demon race, if I let it grow, there will be some chaos in the future. ”

Calming down, Jiang Xiaoqi thought about all kinds of factors, frowned slightly, stared at the old donkey with a resentful face in front of him, and his words faintly revealed a little worry.

"Although this body forging method is owned by the demons, it is a good help for you, and it can help you temper your physique to an almost perverted point. ”

"Do you know that in addition to the magic power of the demons is stronger than the human race, what else is incomparable to the human race?"

"It's physique, the demon race is born strong, has innate advantages, and is higher than the human race in terms of life level. The demons have an extremely strict hierarchy, and the nobility of the bloodline determines the status they have. ”

At this, the old donkey's words paused, his throat choked, and he rolled his eyelids as if he was thinking about something.

"But there are exceptions to everything, once in the demon clan set off a turmoil, a subordinate was born, bathed in blood, stepped on the bones of everyone and ascended the long-coveted throne, although in the end he still fell, but that time, also let countless demons remember the name of the subordinate, Zhu Yan. ”

"The subordinate of that demon clan once crushed a group of masters with the strength of his physical body alone, tearing apart their proud bloodline physique with his bare hands, and knocking them into dust. And the reason why that subordinate person was able to condense such a powerful physical body was that with a mysterious body forging technique, he soared into the sky and broke the shackles of bloodline level. ”

The more he talked, the more the spittle in the old donkey's mouth began to fly wildly, and many of them were sprayed on Jiang Xiaoqi's face, dancing very excitedly, as if it had witnessed it with his own eyes.

"You don't want to say that the mysterious body forging technique practiced by that subordinate person is the waste paper you gave me?"

Jiang Xiaoqi, who knew the old donkey's temperament very well, naturally understood what it was going to say next, and immediately his head went black, and he cast a somewhat disdainful glance at it, pursed his lips, and said with some disgust.

After more than two months of tempering, Jiang Xiaoqi could clearly feel the benefits of this method, although the torture experienced in it was inhuman, but the effect obtained was also amazing. Jiang Xiaoqi also had doubts about this so-called demon forging method, but his guess was far less exaggerated than what the old donkey said. A strange body forging method was involved in the turmoil of the demon clan by the old donkey, don't say it's him, I'm afraid that anyone with their own ideas will think that this guy is being abducted again.

"Boy, what kind of eyes are you, do you think the old man seems to be joking?"

After Jiang Xiaoqi guessed the conclusion, the old donkey felt that his face was a little unbearable, so he immediately raised his head and glared at Jiang Xiaoqi with his big unconvinced eyes, and his words were mixed with a bit of provocation.

"Brother Donkey, is this how other people's forging period is also spent?"

The light of the space bracelet flickered, Jiang Xiaoqi took out the water bag from it, poured a few mouthfuls into his mouth, sat on the plain full of yellow sand, and asked the old donkey on the side.

The torture he had experienced in the past two months could be described as inhumane, and every day from the first time he opened his eyes, he had to carry the huge bluestone on his back. Initially, because of his physique, the stone on Jiang Xiaoqi's back was only the size of an old donkey, but as time went by, Jiang Xiaoqi gradually adapted to the feeling of moving forward with a load.

Whenever he walked like a fly with a stone on his back, the old donkey would ask him to increase his weight, and gradually, the stone behind Jiang Xiaoqi became what it is now. At first, he was completely physically against the boulder on his shoulder, but as time passed, the method taught to him by the old donkey began to work silently, spreading from the meridians in his body, seeping into every inch of his body, helping him resist the heavy pressure.

According to what the old donkey said, the reason why he was asked to switch to a heavier boulder was to use external pressure to force the black aura to mix with Jiang Xiaoqi's skin, so as to improve his physique and enhance his ability to resist pressure in the battle.

"Well, it's not, the forging period is actually to use various elixirs and spiritual blood to refine into a soup for the monks to take, or place it in a bathtub and soak their bodies, so as to achieve the effect of refining the physique. ”

Hearing Jiang Xiaoqi's inquiry beside him, he saw the old donkey laugh maliciously, and hurriedly spoke, staring at Jiang Xiaoqi's cheek with a cheap smile. Sure enough, as soon as the old donkey's words fell, Jiang Xiaoqi's face couldn't help but darken, three black lines appeared on his head, and the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely.

Others are all boiling elixirs into soup for internal or external use, how did it become such a cruel and inhumane torture to him, at this moment, a sense of unjust jealousy rose in Jiang Xiaoqi's heart.

"You don't have to be frustrated, the forging period is just to lay the foundation for the martial artist's future cultivation, and the future cultivation also needs to refine the physique again, but it's just not a pervert like you. ”

Seeing Jiang Xiaoqi's head full of black lines, the old donkey was screaming, and his big mouth was about to grin to the root of his ears. As much as it tried to comfort, laughter popped out of its teeth at the thought of the contrast between the two.

Compared with the treatment between the two, Jiang Xiaoqi was also depressed in his heart, but looking back on the changes that had occurred in himself for more than two months, Jiang Xiaoqi gradually felt relieved in his heart.

In more than two months, it was not only his physique that changed, but also the changes in his internal cultivation. In the past, because of chance, his spiritual power was more powerful than that of a martial artist of the same level, but after a battle with Old Man Shi, he discovered the drawbacks.

While blindly making his spiritual power become strong, it also brought about its vanity, although for ordinary martial artists, even martial artists who were one level higher than him, this was enough to achieve the desired victory. But if he encounters a demon like Daozi, the drawbacks of spiritual power will emerge, and it will become his Achilles' heel.

And after more than two months of high-intensity training, Jiang Xiaoqi finally re-tempered the floating spiritual power in his body, although from the intuitive feeling, the spiritual power surging in the Qu Chi is now less than half of what was before, but Jiang Xiaoqi firmly believes that now he is fighting against himself two months ago, and the victory will be almost one-sided.

In addition, the dark wounds left by forcibly breaking through the thirty-second meridian in the Baigu Pavilion have also been healed under the tempering of two months, and the spiritual power has also been completely stabilized at the level of the thirty-second meridian.

With the opening up of the last three meridians, Jiang Xiaoqi also gradually discovered that before and after thirty meridians were completely like two level concepts, and after thirty, the increase in spiritual power brought by each meridian was terrifying.

Before the thirty meridians, the spiritual power changes produced by crossing the five meridians were not as great as the huge gap between thirty and thirty-one. And thirty-one and thirty-two also have an incomparable gap, which is why those old guys have tried their best to open up all the thirty-three meridians for their disciples. After all, the stronger the foundation, the smoother the road ahead.

As for the increasingly strong magic power in his body, Jiang Xiaoqi is not sure, since the end of the last trip to Baigu Pavilion, the magic power has been steadily suppressing the spiritual power surging in the Qu Chi, although Jiang Xiaoqi is quite unfamiliar with this kind of domineering power, but with his intuition, Jiang Xiaoqi can feel it, and the refined spiritual power is still difficult to compete with this domineering magic power.

According to the reason, demonic energy will be rejected in this world and regarded as an alien, but this profound power in Jiang Xiaoqi's body can devour the aura of the outside world and strengthen himself without the slightest rejection, is the black power in his body not magical? If this is the case, then why can he practice the secret method of the demon race given by the old donkey? Aren't the two contradictory?

All kinds of complicated thoughts flashed through Jiang Xiaoqi's mind, and the mixture made him feel that his head had become bigger, and after shaking his head, and throwing these thoughts out, Jiang Xiaoqi got up again and walked towards the huge bluestone that he had thrown away in the distance, and he was about to shoulder it and set off again.

"Whoosh"

Suddenly, a gust of wind sounded, and the next moment, I saw a dark spear piercing the air, wrapped in dark green light, and went straight to Jiang Xiaoqi.

The sudden spear was extremely fast, and he came to Jiang Xiaoqi under the bluestone in front of him, and the light flashed, only to see Jiang Xiaoqi's head crooked, and the dark green spear flew past his cheek, and it was heavily inserted into the loess behind him, stirring up a large cloud of smoke and dust.

"Boom"

Throwing away the bluestone in his hand, Jiang Xiaoqi looked at the desert not far in front of him, his eyes were slightly cold, he raised his hand to wipe away the blood oozing from his cheeks, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes. The spear came too suddenly, just when he was holding up the bluestone and had no time to look around, he subconsciously tilted his head with his keen intuition, but he was still brought out a little blood by the spear.

"Hehe, the vigilance is good, but it's still going to die. ”

Just after Jiang Xiaoqi threw away the boulder in his hand, a figure in sackcloth came from the desert in the distance, although his steps were slow, but the movement of his body was fast, and he had come to Jiang Xiaoqi in a few breaths, a pair of sharp eyes like an eagle stared at him, and said with a sneer.

"Where did you come from, the reckless man, scare your donkey grandfather. ”

The old donkey on the side naturally saw the scene that had just happened, and hurriedly ran over with his hooves pouted, standing beside Jiang Xiaoqi, and shouted at the Mai man who came in front of him with a grin.

Following the old donkey's gaze, I saw that the person who came was dressed in yellow linen clothes and wore a hat on his head, which looked a little shabby. Under the hat is a middle-aged man's face, with an ordinary appearance and not much recognition. A pair of small eyes squinted slightly, unable to see the pupils, the bridge of the nose was like a barb, as sharp as an eagle's beak, the lips were slightly thin, and the corners of the mouth sobbed a little sneer.

The sackcloth was covered with a cloak of dust, as if it had just been cut out of the sand.

"Hmph, you donkey happened to be slaughtered and used as a snack. ”

Hearing the old donkey's shout, the middle-aged man dressed in sackcloth snorted coldly and responded unceremoniously, licking his lips with a scarlet tongue, staring at the bloated figure of the old donkey with slightly squinted eyes, and seeing the latter covered in hair.

"I don't seem to have a grudge against Your Excellency, I don't know what I mean?"

Holding down the old donkey who was scolding on the side, Jiang Xiaoqi spoke in a deep voice, and looked at the Mai figure standing opposite with a little coldness. Although he knew that the person who came was not good, he always wanted to find out the purpose of the person's visit.

"The little miscellaneous is really forgetful, but I pity my Lu Yu nephew, who was brutally killed by your kid, today, I am here to take your life to pay tribute to my Lu Yu nephew. ”