Yi Jiuxiao and Nizi were taken by Xuan Ting to sit in a palace on the island, Xuan Ting was not impatient at all, and chatted with Yi Jiuxiao for a long time.

Xuan Ting had actually learned a lot about the martial arts cultivation of the previous families, and he exchanged some opinions with Yi Jiuxiao.

Then on how to teach martial arts in the Xuanwu clan, Xuan Ting and Yi Jiuxiao also drew up a plan.

The Xuanwu clan is a little different from other families, its body size is relatively clumsy, and the difficulty of martial arts deduction is relatively greater.

Fortunately, Yi Jiuxiao is very experienced now, so there shouldn't be much difficulty.

It was a pure coincidence that the Xuanwu clan was put at the end, but now that I think about it, it is also right, if it is placed at the front, it will be much more difficult.

Although Xuan Ting was not arrogant or impetuous, his mind was very careful and his preparations were also very thorough.

Just after the conversation was over for three hours, a Xuanwu disciple sent two jade boxes.

Each jade box contained three drops of true blood, one of which contained the true blood of a Mixed Yuan powerhouse, and the other was the true blood of a Mahayana powerhouse.

Yi Jiuxiao and Nizi used the True Spirit Technique to refine the true blood in front of Xuan Ting, and Yi Jiuxiao refined the essence blood of the mixed yuan powerhouse.

It only took a quarter of an hour for Yi Jiuxiao to refine three drops of Xuanwu Clan's true blood.

In the moment after the refining of true blood, the golden light around his body shone brightly, and the six true spirit phantoms were constantly changing around him.

Yi Jiuxiao felt that there was a huge force rushing left and right in his body, and he hurriedly practiced the Open Heaven Fist.

Before that, after refining the true blood with the True Spirit Technique, except for the change, the reaction was not strong.

And today, it should be that the six true spirits and true blood have been collected, and the cultivation of the true spirit technique has also entered the realm of Dacheng, so it broke out.

The power and spirituality gathered by these true blood were completely activated at this moment, and they were also completely released at this moment.

The human race's physique is already relatively weak, and under normal circumstances, a drop of true spirit's true blood can make a true spirit explode.

Now there are eighteen drops of true spiritual blood in Yi Jiuxiao's body, and the energy contained in it can be imagined.

If it weren't for the True Spirit Technique, Yi Jiuxiao would definitely not be able to bear it, but the True Spirit Technique only suppressed part of the momentum.

The Open Heaven Fist was practiced by Yi Jiuxiao like a storm, and Xuan Ting and Nizi on the side were dumbfounded.

"It seems that the Dao Master is about to advance!"

Xuan Ting saw that Yi Jiuxiao's momentum was rising, so he had a hunch, after all, Xuan Ting was a mixed yuan powerhouse, and his vision was naturally extraordinary.

Sure enough, as Xuan Ting said, Yi Jiuxiao also felt that he was about to break through, and the practice of Open Heaven Fist did not stop until the seventy-fourth layer.

Then he hurriedly cultivated the Dredging Palm to dissolve it, and at this time he clearly felt that he had advanced to the early stage of the Martial God.

His sea of consciousness had more than doubled at this moment, and the most obvious thing was that the chaotic space in the dantian position was expanding dramatically.

In the end, the chaotic space changed to more than 200 miles in length and width, and the height also reached 3,000 zhang, which was much brighter.

Yi Jiuxiao felt that his strength had increased a lot, and the huge power was constantly emanating from his veins to his whole body.

With a casual shake of his arms, he felt that he had at least a million catties of strength, which was more than double the amount before he advanced.

It can be said that the magic weapon under the immortal weapon of the cultivator, he can knead it into powder with a single grab.

Xuan Ting was shocked when he watched from the sidelines, the growth of martial arts cultivators was indeed terrifying, far superior to those of the same level.

"Congratulations to the Dao Master for advancing today, the Daoist Master should not cultivate for a period of time, stabilize his cultivation, and then start teaching martial arts. ”

Xuan Ting said on the side, after the cultivator advanced, he would enter a long period of realm stability.

For Mahayana monks, the period of stability can range from a few decades to hundreds of years.

Therefore, when Xuan Ting spoke, he was also quite anxious in his heart, he was really afraid that Yi Jiuxiao would have to cultivate for decades by then.

"Patriarch Xuan, no, I immediately began to deduce the Open Heaven Fist and act together according to the original plan. ”

When Xuan Ting heard this, he was overjoyed, and hurriedly said, "Dao Master, you can deduce quietly, and I will go outside and start preparing for other things." ”

Only Yi Jiuxiao and Nizi were left in the main hall, and Yi Jiuxiao used the True Spirit Technique to turn himself into a big turtle.

To be precise, Xuanwu is not a turtle, but a combination of turtles and snakes, mainly in the shape of a turtle.

Xuanwu's figure is very clumsy, and the appearance of practicing the Open Heaven Fist is also quite funny, and Nizi on the side giggles.

Nizi still lacks the true blood of the Jinpeng clan, so her true spirit technique has not yet been practiced.

After laughing a few times, she didn't bother Yi Jiuxiao to deduce, and practiced martial arts by herself in another place in the main hall.

Her current martial arts realm is in the late stage of Emperor Wu, and in another three months, she is likely to advance to the realm of Emperor Wu.

Although the martial arts of the Xuanwu clan were difficult to deduce, Yi Jiuxiao took more than a month to deduce all of them.

Taking a step forward would be of great benefit to the martial arts cultivation of the Xuanwu disciples.

There will no longer be a situation like the previous Qinglong Clan, when its disciples advanced to the Martial King, they would only push the dredging palm to perform.

Don't look at the Xuanwu disciples' body shape, they are not stupid at all when cultivating martial arts.

Even the comprehension of the Xuanwu Clan's disciples is higher than that of the True Phoenix Clan, and even the low-level disciples are all good at teaching.

Yi Jiuxiao couldn't help but admire, the true spirit is the true spirit, and it is not comparable to ordinary demon beasts and ordinary human races.

In three months, the first batch of disciples of the Xuanwu clan had all completed their cultivation of the basic martial arts exercises.

Now Yi Jiuxiao has not taught them combat skills, because the demon clan has no weapons.

He did have some weapons on hand, but the number of demon clans was too large, and these weapons were not enough at all.

So Yi Jiuxiao decided that he still couldn't take it out, and if he didn't take it out enough, he would offend people.

He decided to find an opportunity to refine the weapon by himself, and after obtaining the Martial Arts Weapon Sutra in the Tibetan Martial Cave, he had never cultivated.

Now that he has advanced to the Martial God, it stands to reason that he can also refine the artifact by himself.

It's just that I don't know where there will be earth fire on the Yantian Continent, and the refining weapon must have an earth fire mouth.

In addition, he didn't know if there were refining materials in the Yantian Continent, and the more high-grade weapons were, the higher the requirements for materials.

Yi Jiuxiao was not in a hurry, he was going to the Jinpeng clan to ask Peng Xiang and the Yuan brothers.

Three months in the Xuanwu Clan have arrived, and it is time for him to return to the Jinpeng Clan, and the dredging palm of the Jinpeng Clan has not yet been deduced.

Fortunately, Peng Wei had learned the dredging palm technique of the human race, and it did not have much impact on the Jinpeng clan after transformation.

After Yi Jiuxiao was ready to say goodbye to Xuan Ting, he went to the Jinpeng clan with Nizi.

Xuan Ting offered to personally escort Yi Jiuxiao to the Jinpeng Clan, he was afraid that Yi Jiuxiao would be plotted by the Qiqi Clan.

From the Xuanwu Clan to the Jinpeng Clan, they have almost crossed the entire Yantian Continent, and the farther the road, the greater the risk.

Yi Jiuxiao didn't refuse, he knew that the turtle clan was good at divination, and what they expected would definitely not be untargeted.

From Xuan Ting's mouth, he learned that the patriarch of the Qiqi clan was a cultivator of the eighth layer of the mixed yuan, and he was one of the powerhouses of the Yantian Continent.

Although Yi Jiuxiao has advanced to the early stage of the Martial God, he is still unable to match the late stage of the Mixed Yuan.

So he didn't shirk it, so he asked Xuanting to send him to the Jinpeng clan, so that he didn't have to worry about it along the way.

When she set off, Nizi turned into a golden retriever beast and hid in Yi Jiuxiao's spirit beast bag.

And Xuan Ting turned into a small turtle with a big fingernail, crawling on Yi Jiuxiao's shoulder, almost impossible to see.

Yi Jiuxiao also tried to sweep Xuan Ting with his divine thoughts, but found that Xuan Ting had completely covered his breath.

The Xuanwu clan's concealment ability is a must, if he doesn't want others to find out, even if it is a powerhouse of the same level, it will be difficult to find out.

After going on the road, he could only see Yi Jiuxiao flying alone, and he drove the Lingwu Sword and moved forward quickly.

After advancing to the Martial God realm, his flying speed also increased greatly, and with the help of the Spirit Black Sword, he could fly two thousand five hundred miles per hour.

At this rate, it is estimated that it will not take more than twenty days to fly to the Jinpeng Clan.

In ten days, Yi Jiuxiao flew more than 200,000 miles, and he was safe and sound all the way before.

But on the eleventh day, Yi Jiuxiao suddenly saw a person in front of him blocking the air dozens of miles away.

With only one glance, he recognized that it was Qiong Lin, the patriarch of the Qiqi clan, who was standing in the way.

Because Xuan Ting was escorted by his side, he was not very panicked, and he did not turn around and flee.

Coming to a position thousands of feet away from Qionglin, Yi Jiuxiao stopped his figure, raised his hand and hugged his fist and said, "See Patriarch Qiong." ”

Qiong Lin didn't return the salute, but looked at Yi Jiuxiao coldly, and said, "Where is Yi Dao Master?"

"I'm preparing to go to the Jinpeng Clan now, and I don't know what Patriarch Qiong has to say. Yi Jiuxiao said.

Qiong Lin suddenly laughed and said: "Master Yi, the Jinpeng clan is far away, and my poor Qi clan is nearby, how about please follow me to poor Sang Island, my poor Qi clan wants to cultivate martial arts." ”

Yi Jiuxiao frowned and said, "Patriarch Qiong, the Qiqi clan needs to cultivate martial arts, let's make an appointment next time." This time, I have made an appointment with the Jinpeng clan, and it is not easy to miss the appointment. ”

I saw that Qiong Lin's face was full of anger, and he asked, "Lord Yi Dao has repeatedly refused, is it because he looks down on my poor Qi clan?"

"No, I Yi Jiuxiao doesn't look down on anyone, please don't be suspicious of Patriarch Qiong. ”

Yi Jiuxiao was neither humble nor arrogant when he spoke, not because of Xuan Ting by his side, but because of his consistent style.

"Master Yi Dao, I can't tolerate you today, you have to go to my poor Qi clan if you go, and you have to go if you don't go! ”

The Poor Qi Clan's face was full of anger at this time, and it really looked a little terrifying.

"Patriarch Qiong, with your attitude, I can't go to your poor Qi clan. ”

Yi Jiuxiao no longer talked to him, and urged the Spirit Black Sword under his feet to turn sideways to bypass Qionglin.

When Qiong Lin saw that Yi Jiuxiao wanted to run, he was immediately furious, he was already waiting here to intercept Yi Jiuxiao, how could he let him run away.

Qionglin still had a bit of camouflage before, but now he simply tore the dough and shot directly.

How powerful the strong man in the late stage of the mixed yuan was, Qiong Lin came to Yi Jiuxiao's side with a single thought.

He didn't hold it up, and then returned to his body, stretched out his front paws and grabbed Yi Jiuxiao.